Plentywood herald. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1908-current, 1930-10-16
BY Jerome Beatty

friends than ever. Just because Dinky
had offered to help him out. Dinky
guessed.
Fathers were funny that way. He
remembered last year. when he had
heard his father say they would have
to cut down on expenses because he
had been laid of at the Office, he had
said nothing to anybody but had gone
out and sold magazines and had
brought back thirty-three cents that
he had earned and gave it to his
father. And his father had Rugged
him and almost cried and carried on
something fierce. Just over thirty
three cents.
Dinky gulped down his cereal. Now
he said, tell me, mom. what's Old
Man Clifford going to do with this
money he borrowed"
Well" she sighed, "he has an adj
vertising agency-like the one your
father works for and"
only" Jodie interrupted. pops is
a thousand million times better. Old
Man Gitford's couldn't be any good.
Remember last winter when he had
his furnace man dump cinders in the
road 81 the kids couldn't coast?"
Yes" Dinky confirmed Indignantly
and he fired his chauffeur because he
brought a little kitten into the house
and fed it,"
1T was black Jodie supplemented
He hates black cats and"
Children, children" their mother
laughingly protested. Il know all about
that. Let me talk, pleased"
Hes no good Dinky declared
We'll what about all the money and
how's he goin' to gyp pop with it?"
Its nothing you children can un-
derstand. A tooth paste man is going
to start a big advertising campaign
and if your father gets the account
for the company he will get e raise in
salary"
and we can go to camp next
month";" Jodie asked eagerly.
Their mother nodded. Probably
'Oh, boy!" Jodie exclaimed, clapping
her hands.
Hey, wait, smarty,' Dinky reproved
He amt got it yet" He caught his
mothers reproying eye. He hasn't it
yet" he corrected. "Old Man Gifford's
goln' to pay the tooth paste man a
hundred million dollars. It's a gyp.'
This is the situation their mother
said patiently. Il don't know" she
protested, why your father insists up
on discussing these things in front OF
you. Mr.. Clifford has raised several
hundred thousand dollars and is going
to offer to lend it to the tooth paste
man-if Mr.. Clifford gets the account
He will lend it at a very low rate OF
interest-say n per cent. In the adj
vertising business that's cheating"
Oh said Dinky, trying to compre-
bend.
oh" said Jodie, who was willing tl
let it go at that.
See" their mother said. Il tolC
you children couldn't understand"
They helped her clear the table ane
dry the dishes. The subject seemed
to be forgotten. When the last forl
was put away Dinky grabbed Jodiei
hand and whispered, Come on! 1 go
an ideal" and she followed him breath.
lessly upstairs to their playrOom.
Something big was coming off, sh,
knew. Dinky had acted just that wa,
when he got the idea about running
the car into the garage. That was {
swell one, even though Dinky did make
a little mistake and forgot which wa
the brake pedal and the trip ended ii
the gully behind the house with the
rear wall of the garage draped over
the front of the car.
He closed the door carefully behind
him.
"D'ja hear what pop told mom?" he
asked, wide-eyed.
He wasn't talking to me. Or you,
either. Boys are always butting in"
Il didn't butt in. I just listened.
That's the only way to learn. I listen
to pop and already 1 know a lot about
the advertising business"
What do you know that's so much?"
Il know we can make a thousand
dollars tomorrow morning. Besides
fixing things for pop at the Office"
"Ha! I suppose you can make an
automobile, too. Or a house." She
liked the idea. Rather clever reply, she
felt. "Or a watch-or anything. We
make a thousand dollars? Humph. I'll
take a dollar for my share. A dollar
would be pretty good"
"Dollarl" he shifted. This is big
business. If you don't want to come
in on this deal, all right. I'm just
putting you in on a good thing and
you ought to be tickled pink. Here's
your big opportunity. I do all the work
and you get half"
"Oh, all right" she surrendered.
"Since you're going to do all the work.
What is it?"
Listen, then. No wise cracks"