Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1933-07-06
BY FAIR MEANS
BY ELSIE SMITH


barreled, idiotic upstart of ". fool"
"My dear Sir!''
Don't you Dear Sir me, young
man. | am not
mo. You are not dear. not so very.
1 know it, but :"
The older man fumed- His big
head with the fat, dark red race
seemed about to explode. His large,
white. fat hands worked convulsively
with nothing at all. ''You dare :.
you dare do you? You darned
upstart! l will have you thrown out
of the house! l will ;"
''Mr. Storm"
WHAT"
81 was just thinking that your name
suits you W d erfully well. Could
anything be more appropriate? Storm!
o, so very, very stormy
You! You!" Mr.. Storm roared.
"You whelp! You impudent. darned,
impossible whelp! And you could for
one moment think of nosing your way
into a respectable, decent family.
You :"
ITO tell the truth, Mr.. Storm, l had
my misgivings about it. But as Clara
is still so young, thought she might
be influenced to the better-in time.
Really. don't think she is so very
much like you, after all.
Mr.. Storm sat heavily back in the
chair, gasping for breath. Had any
one ever heard anything like it? Ger
MI hn fn,it
red-topped product of the slums GER
tainly needed lesson, real lesson.
And" went on the 'redrtopped
product of the Sums without as much
as blinking an eye. Clara and my
mother get along so wonderfully well.
That gives me more confidence in the
future"
"You mean to say" Mr.. Storm was
almost beyond speech. "You mean
to say that my daughter would have,
could have, any acquaintance with
a waSherwoman!'
That's what | mean, exactly. Only,
if you please, my mother is not a
<washewoman' any more. She has
retired
Probably in expectation of getting
related with a wealthy family" sheer
ed Mr.. Storm, thinking she would not
need to work any more, l suppose
Probably that, partly. You
wouldn't want Clara's mother-in-laW
to take in washing, would you? But
mostly it is because she doesn't need
to do it any more. She has been
working too hard, Mr.. Storm"
us that so? Well, l am not in
terested. Goodbye. l have said ny
) last word in the matter" He reached
for the bell on the table in front OF
ihim, but the young man was quicker.
/ His long, lean fingers had already
! closed about it.
Just one moment more, Mr.. Storm.
l saw old Mr.. Coal-of Coal, Coal &
Cinders, you know. yesterday. Or
rather: He came to see me. He
wanted to know if | thought-that
your business notwithstanding on
an entirely sound, foundation Those
were his own words, Mr.. Storm
The stormy Mr.. Storm leaned for
ward, his red face becoming an ugly
ash-gray. What do you mean?" he
whispered. Then he quickly straight
ened himself and forced smile.
''You seem to be a very enterprising
young man. Too much SO, l should
say. Mr.. Coal would not think of go
ing to babe in arms for information
about an old, well-known firm like
ours"
Drrk 40
ome-Hm-business relations with
the old gentleman, and he seems to
favor my opinion-some. He spoke
about withdrawal of :"
Mr.. Storm leaned forward again.
~He spoke about withdrawal of . "
he repeated in a queer, listless tone
of voice.
"Of his funds from your firm. We
are thinking of starting something,
ourselves, probably something like
your business. |
you! You would start something!
o, yes! But it takes more than a
Lot of impudence and pair of empty
hands to start something tell you"
20, / know. 1t takes brains-and
money-to start anything. And it
takes brains to-keep it going, Mr..
Storm 1 think that l have the brains;
and my mother has offered to lend me
100000. And old Mr.. Coal"
Your mother has offered you $780,
600: Sixty thousand dollars! She
made that by taking in washing,
suppose"
Eyes. All of it-except $59,464.50.
That was supplied by my uncle in
California who died last year. Bless
his memory"
"And-and-if you start something
=" Mr.. Storms voice was hardly au-
dible.
yes If l do start something, Mr.
Coal will-Hm-go in with me. But
| won't do it, Mr.. Storm, unless have
to. i won't do it Tiff you would be
willing to
There was light tapping at the
door, and a voice asked: MAY l come
in?"
Without awaiting permission the
door was opened and a girl, young anC
pretty, stepped briskly into the room
Her smiling, dancing eyes went from