The Skyland post. [volume] (West Jefferson, N.C.) 193?-1988, 1943-04-15

When Jesus went to ZaccheuS'
home that little man who climbed
a tree to see the Christ, Zaccha-
Gus repented of his sins when he
talked with the Lord, and he
jade! Before I die I'm going to
smash it.
Il wish you'd tell me all about
it, them" she pleaded.
II expect to tell the Angel Ga
briel," he said, "but no one else"
She smiled, shaking her head
at him, but she said no more
about the jade god. Something
interviewed, too, to sweep it from
her thoughts. They had come to
another corner, waiting for the
traffic. Suddenly she caught his
) arm.
Look" she said softly, don't
you see that tall man getting into
the bus? See, he's had to wait
for that old woman and the child
to go first. He doesn't see us
that's Stewart Byram."
| It was a moment before Burle-
son found the young man in the
crowd at the curb. Then Mark
stepped up and began to climb
to the top of the bus. Seen in
profile thus, his face showed
clean-cut and pale. Burleson
studied it; the bull's-eye in the
tower flashed white again and
they crossed over, the big bus
swayed past on the other side.
did you see him." Pam asked
. eagerly.
He nodded. 'You say he's
Landon's friend?"
"Archie brought him. You re-
member, don't your
Burleson aSsented, musing.
eyes, 1 noticed him. I wonder if
Landon always knows h is
friends?" he added dryly.
He did not hear the girl catch
her breath; she gave him quick
isidelong glance from under her
dark lashes, and then looked
away. She was angry-the blood
rushed up to her hair.
= "Do you mean you don't like
: his looks?" she asked after a mo-
t ment.
, He turned quickly; he had APP
parently forgotten her. Il mean
t. nothing of the kind" he replied
briefly, "he's extraordinarily like
a man I knew once-in profile
that's all. But you say Landor
J, brought him, and he's Byram?'
That's what he's called" she
was ill at ease. Fosdick's horric
stare came back to her. Whom
does he look like, Uncle?"
They had come now to a corn
er where some taxis were signal
ing for fares. He called one anc
put her in it.
you 60 home" he said auth
oritatively, "I'm going to stop a
the club"
But she leaned out, calling Il
him. Whom does he look like
Uncle Herbert? I've got tt
know"
He seemed surprised at hel
persistence; he answered with ;
shrug, shutting the door on her
Look like?" Oh, like a dead
mani" and he gave his own ad
dress to the taxi-driver, lifting
his hat to her punctiliously as sh'
was driven away. The girl, peep
ing out of the back window a
him, felt queer Tightening about
her heart.
'How i'll he looks" she thought
show broken and how old!'
She could not remember if sh'
had seen him really happy!
Teddy Banks had been losing
money since he won his wage
and forced the indignant Landor
to pay up. The young man hat
the habit of losing money, but he
had inherited a good deal from
those unimportant people whom
he called the ''Mudbanks." The
only difficulty about it was the
fact that it was tied up and ole
Fosdick, that dry-as-dust, crusty
old lawyer, had charge of it. Thus
it happened that Teddy had tc
make occasional visits to the
lawyers office and take-usually
"a lecture before he got his mon
ey. Nevertheless, he got the
money, because under his grand
fathers will, he had a right to ;
fairly large income, paid quarter
1y.
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