The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1934-03-07

capital. He had wanted to 60 back
to the proof reading, but Stanley
had firmly refused to let him do it,
insisting that it was stupid to waste
any more time away from his book.
"But can't live OF you, Stanley,
surely, you must see that"
II don't see anything 1T Ill, ex-
cept that you are stubborn and mid.
Victorian and childish" retorted
Stanley, tears In her voice, tears
very near her eyes. BESIDES,
there's the money in the bank and
the fifty from the farm - that's
yours. With my salary It will carry
10 through the spring and BY that
time, you'll have something to show
Maynard. Don't be stupid. darling!"
And 30 they had left It 1t that,
and In time John Harmon had even
come to forget it.
Maynard had promised TO read
the first chapters Of the new novel
and Il It was Ill he hoped for, he
had offered to make IN advance on
It, against fall publication.
cts certainly great Of him, Stan.
ley" John Harmon told her, com.
ing back with this information
from Maynard's Office. ~He believes
In me. ] can't let him down, I've
got to come through with some.
thing good"
He had arranged . regular work.
Ing day. He went to his desk when
Stanley left ct eight in the morn
ing and worked until noon. Then.
after : lunch which he managed
himself. he wrote until three. when
hs knocked of to walk for Q couple
Of hours. picking up Stanley at The
bookshop. . little before 1--WE.
There were other days though.
days when Il rained. or when thinrs
were breaking wrong With bin.
that b went straight from his desk
. Felix Roses little bookshop. h
had found something in this old
man that hs had never discovered
anywhere else or in anyone else. he
tel into the habit Of spending :
little time each day talking and
smoking with him, in tho back 81
his dim. narrow little shop.
j Felix Rose had grown old inte,.
lligently. He possessed ! sure sensa
Of balance. . dne sense Of discrimi.
| nation! He looked ct life throueh
/ the convex lens Of the tsleseope snd
saw Il at . distance but With an
amastng clearnass. There was "a
| CONFUSION o. proportions, no oblin,,a
j angles no masniAed dimsnsions.
j He stood On . high hin and looked
i beek-and On. And there VA -.
] pose IN bio soul and rspose 81 hia
q ease and . great deal Of toler.nee
~ bic acceptance and rejection al
What b saw.
j And r : vague way John Rar.
] mon realised % this, and envied
him t. He tried 70 tell him "a sons-
] times. and the old book dealer
would touch the tips Of his 6nsers
together lightly and smile q hin,
through the shining lens 81 81
hoIn-rtmmsd spectacles,
Thu inspiration q youth and Il.
wisdom q old ags-ah, there. ~
dear boy. would b . eombinstiori
But . cruel one, . relentless ons'
J perhaps. TO write, 70 struesle. 3,
] erope. - ION are doing. one must
] p close 70 lifs-must sea Il me-.
! nihad. out q proportion. trenzn-
! dously exaggerated. When ION ~
I:ft i behind, whsn you have n.
rived at . distance ana ~ Icct
back and - Il q Il q, somethir rs
y sons. lost forever. The strnesis
!: over: the cropping Il snded-sSn ~.
tho desire 70 write has Aed. a. -,
|, 800 Hs shlusssd exprsssiysiv..
/ 60 D csstiassd,
Il cepxriGle, 1881, 5, AlIens csrn..
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