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Rose, Pastor.
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Sunday School every Sunday at
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Oneida—Sunday School every
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roy, Superintendent.
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BYNOPBIB.
CHAPTER I—Sheridan's attempt to
make a business man of his son Bibbs by
starting him In the machine shop ends In
Bibbs going to a sanitarium, a nervous
wreck.
CHAPTER ll—On bis return Bibb* Is
met at the station i>Y bi sister JSdlth.
CHAPTER III—He finds himself an in
considerable ind unconsidered figure In
the "New House" of the Sherldans. He
sees Mary Vertrees looking at him from
a summer house next door.
CHAPfER IV—Thu Vertrtotes, old town
family, and Impoverished, call on the
Sherldans, newly-rich, and afterward dis
cuss them. Mary puts Into words her
parents' unspoken wish that she marry
one of the Sheridan boys.
CHAPTER V— At the Sheridan house
warming banquet Sheridan spreads him
self. Mary frankly encourages Jim Sheri
dan's attention, and Bibbs hears he is to
be sent back to the machine shop.
CHAPTER Vl—Mary tolls her mother
about the banquet and shocks her moth
er by talking of Jim as a matrimonial
possibility.
CHAPTER Vll—Jim tells Mary Bibbs
is not a lunatic—"Just queer." lie pro
poses to Mary, who half accepts him.
CHAPTER Vlll—Sheridan tells Bibbs
he must go back to the machine shop as
soon as he Is strong enough, In spite of
Bibbs' plea to be allowed to write.
CHAPTER IX—Edith and Sibyl, Roscoe
Sheridan's wife, quarrel over Bobby Lam
horn: Sybil goes to Mary for help to keep
Lamhorn from marrying Edith, and Mary
leaves her in the room alone.
\ CHAPTER X—Bibbs has to break to
ills father the news of Jim's sudden death.
CHAPTER Xl—All the rest of the fam
ily helpless In their grief, Bibbs becomes
temporary master of the house. At the
funeral he meets Mary and rides home
with her.
CHAPTER Xll—Mrs. Sheridan pleads
with Bibbs to return to the machine shop
for his father's sake, and he consents.
CHAPTER Xlll—Bibbs purposely Inter
rupts a tete-a-tete between Edith and
Lamhorn. He tells Edith that ho over
heard Lamhorn making love to Roscoe'*
wife.
CHAPTER XlV—Mutual love of music
arouses an intimate friendship between
Bibbs and Mary.
CHAPTER XV-Mary sells her piano to
help out the finances of the Vertrees fam
ily.
CHAPTER XVl—Roscoe and his wife
quarrel over Lamhorn.
CHAPTER XVll—Sheridan finds Ros
coe in an Intoxicated condition during of
fice hours and lakes him home.
CHAPTER XVlll—Friendship between
Bibbs and Mary ripens Into a more Inti
mate lelatlon, and under Mary's Influ
ence BiObs decides to return to the ma
chine shop.
CHAPTER XIX—S lerlrlan finds his son
I Roscoe's affairs in (L muddled condition*
owing to his intemperate habit*.
I CHAPTER XX—Bibbs, under the Inspi
ration of Mary's frienlshlp, makes good
!In the machine shop. Bheridan is injured
while attempting to show the boy how
to do his work.
CHAPTER XXl—Sibyl, Insanely Jealous
over Lamhorn's attentions to Edith,
makes a scene in the Bheridan home, ana
Lainhorn is ordered out of the house by
Sheridan.
"Oh, the workman has to nit In Its
lap," he Bald, turning to her more
gayly. "The others don't mind. You
see, It's something wrong with me. I
have an idiotic way of flinching from
the confounded thing— l flinch and
duck a little every time the crash
comes, and I couldn't get over it. I
was a treat to the other workmen in
that room; they'll be glad to see me
"Tomorrow I'll Bs a Uay Laborer."
back. They used to laugh at me all
day long."
Mary's gaze was averted from Bibb*
now; she sat with her elbow resting on
the arm of the chair, her lifted hand
pressed against her cheek. She was
•taring at the wall, and her eyes had
a burning brightness in them.
"It doesn't seem possible anyone
could do that to yon," she said. In a
low voice. "No. He's not kind. He
ought to be proud to help you to the
leisure to write books; it should b« his
greatest privilege to have them pub
lished for yon—"
"Can't yon see hlmT" Bibbs inter
rupted, a faint ripple of hilarity In his
voice. "No. It's Just as well he never
got the— But wiiat's the use? I've
never written anything worth print
ing. and I never shall."
"You could!" she said.
"That's because you've never seen
the poor little things I've tried to do."
"Yon wouldn't let me, but I know
«- s-.r. ■■ -r~"
yon could! Ah, It's a pity!"
"It Isn't," snid Bibbs, honestly. "I
never qoukl—but you're the kindest
lady in tills world, Miss Vertrees." «■
She gave him a flashing glance, and
It was as kind as he said she was.
"That sounds wrong," she said, Im
pulsively. "I mean 'Miss Vertrees.'
I've thought of you by your first name
ever since I met yon. Wouldn't you
rather call me 'Mary'?"
Bibbs was dazzl'ed; he drew a long,
deep breath and did not speak.
"Wouldn't yon?" she asked, without
a trace of coquetry.
"If I can!" he said. In a low voice.
"Ah, that's very pretty!" she
laughed. "You're such an honest per
son, It's pleasant to have you gallant
sometimes, by way of variety." She
became grave again immediately. "I
hear myself laughing as If It were
someone else. It sounds like laughter
on the eve of a great calamity." She
got up restlessly, crossed the room and
leaned against the wall, facing him.
"You've got to go back to that place?"
He nodded.
"And the other time you did it —"
"Just over it," said Bibbs. "Two
years. But I don't mind the prospect
of a repetition so much as—"
"So much as what?" she prompted,
as he stopped.
Bibbs looked up at her shyly. "I
want to say it, but—but I come to a
dead balk when I try. I—"
"Go on. Say, It, whatever It Is,"
she bade him. "You wouldn't know
how to say anything I shouldn't like."
"I doubt If you'd either like or dis
like what I want to say," he returned,
moving uncomfortably In his chair and
looking at his feet—he seemed to feel
awkward, thoroughly. "You see, all
my life—until I met you—lf I -ever
felt like saying anything, I wrote it In
stead. Saying things Is a new trick
for me, and this—well, it's Just this:
I used to feel as if I hadn't ever had
any sort of a life at all. I'd never
been of use to anything or anybody,
and I'd never had anything, myself,
except a kind of haphazard thinking.
But now It's different—l'm still of no
use to anybody, and I don't see any
prospect of being useful, but I have
hud something for myself. I've had
a beautiful and happy experience, and
it makes my life seem to be—l mean
I'm glad I've lived It! That's all; It's
your letting me be near you sometimes,
as you have, this strange, beautiful,
happy little while 1"
He did not once look up, and reached
silence, at the end of wHat he had to
say, with eyes still awkwardly regard
ing his feet. She did not speak, but
* soft rustling of her garments let him
know that she had gone back to her
chair again. The house was still; the
shabby old room was so quiet that the
sound of a creaking In the wall
seemed sharp and loud.
And yet, when Mary spoke at last,
bet voice was barely audible. "If you
think It has been —happy—to be
friends with me—you'd want to —to
make it last."
"Yes," be gulped.
"But you make that kind of speech
to me because you think It's over."
He tried to evade her. "Ob, a dny
laborer can't come In his overalls—"
"No," she Interrupted, with a sud.
den sharpness. "You said what you
did because you think the shop's going
to kill you."
"No, no!"
"Yes, you do think that!" She rose
to her feet again and came and stood
before him. "Don't deny It, Bibbs.
Well, If you meant what you said—
and you did mean It, I know It!—
yon're not going to go back to the san
itarium. The shop shan't hurt you.
It shan't!"
And now Bibbs looked up. She stood
before him, straight and tall, splendid
In generous strength, her eyas shining
and wet »
"If I mean that much to you," she
cried, "they can't barm you! Go back
to the shop—but come to me when
your day's work Is done. Let the ma
chines crash their sixty-eight times a
minute, but remember each crash that
deafens you Is that much nearer the
evening and me!"
He stumbled to his feet. "You say—"
he gasped.
"Every evening, dear Bibbs!" •
He cogM only stare, bewildered.
"Every evening. I want you. They
sha'n't hurt you again!" And she held
out her hand to him; It was strong
and warm In his tremulous clasp. "If
I conld, I'd go and feed the strips of
line to tie machine with you," she
said. "But all day long I'll send my
thoughts to you. You must keep re
membering that your friend stands be
side you. And when the work Is done—
won't the night make up for the day?"
Light seemed to glow from her; be
was blinded by that radiance of kind
ness. But all he could say was, husk
ily, "To think you're there—with me—
standing beside the old zinc-eater—"
And they laughed and looked at each
other, and at last Bibbs found what It
meant not to be alone In the world.
He bad a friend.
CHAPTER Xyt. -
* When be came Into the new house,
a few minutes later, he found bis fa
ther sitting alone by the library Are.
$
Bibbs went In and stood before biro.
"I'm cured, father," he said. "When
do I go back to the shop? I'm ready."
The desolate and grim old man did
not relax. "I was sit tin' up to give
you a last chance to say something
like that I reckon It's about time!
GRAHAM, N. C., THURSDAY, AUGUST 3
I Just wanted to see If you'd have
manhood enough not to make me take
you over there by the collar. Last
night I made up my mind I'd give you
Just one more day. Well, you got to
It before I did —pretty close to the
eleventh hour! All right. Start In to
morrow. It'* the first o' the month.
Think you can get up In time?"
"Six o'clock," Bibbs responded brisk
ly. "And I want to tell you—l'm go
ing In a 'cheerful spirit.' As you said,
I'll go and I'll 'like It!' "
"That's your lookout!" his father
grunted. "They'll put you back on the
cllppln' machine. You get nine dollar*
a week."
"More than I'm worth, too," said
Bibbs, cheerily. "That reminds me, I
didn't mean you by 'Midas' In that
nonsense I'd been writing. I meant—"
"Makes a bell of a lot of difference
what you mean!" -
"I Just wanted you to know. Good
night, father."
"G'nlght!"
The sound of the young man'* foot
steps ascending the stair* became In
audible, and the bouse was quiet. But
presently, as Sheridan sat staring an
grily at the fire, the shuffling of a pair
of slippers could be heard descending,
nnd Mrs. Sheridan made ber appear
ance, her oblique expression nnd the
state of her toilette being those of a
person, who, after trying unsuccess
fully to sleep on one side, has got up
to look for burglars.
"Papa!" she exclaimed, drowsily.
"Why'n't you go to bed? It must bo
golu' on 'leven o'clock!"
She yawned, and seated herself near
him, stretching out her hands to the
fire. "What's the matter?" she asked,
sleep and anxiety striving sluggishly
with each other In her voice. "I knew
you were worried all dinner time.
You got something new on your mind
besides Jim'* beln' taken away like ho
was. What'* worryln' you now, papa?"
"Nothln'." ,
She Jeered feebly. "N' tell me that!
You sat up to see Bibbs, didn't you?"
"He starts In at the shop again to
morrow morning," snlil Sheridan.
"Just the same as he did before?"
"Just pre cisely!"
"How—long you goln' to keep him
at It papa?" she asked, timidly.
"Until he knows something!" The
unhappy man struck his palms to
gether, then got to his feet anil began
to pace the room, as was Ills wont
when he talked. "He'll go back to the
machine he couldn't learn to tend prop
erly In the six month* he WIIS there,
and he'll stick to It till he does learn
it! That boy's whole life, there's been
a settln' up o' something mulish that's
against everything 1 want him to do.
1 don't know what It I*, but It's got
to be worked out of him. Now, labor
ain't any more a simple question thnn
what It was when we were young. My
Idea Is that outside o' anion troubles,
the man that can manage workln' men
Is the man that's been one himself.
Well, I set Bibb* to learn the men and
to learn the bualness, and be set him
self to balk on the first Jofi! That's
what he did, and the balk's lasted close
on to three year*, if be balk* again
I'm Just done with him! Sometimes I
feel like I wa* pretty near done with
everything, anyhow!"
"I knew there wa* something else,"
said Mr*. Sheridan, blinking over a
yawn. "You better let It go till to
morrow and get to bed now—'less
you'll tell me?"
"Suppose something happened to
Roscoe," he suld. "Then wbat'd I
have to look forward to? Then what
eould I depend on to bold things to
gether? A lummlx! A iumiiiix that
hasn't learned bow to push a strip o'
zinc along a groove!"
"Roscoe7" she yawned. "You needn't
worry about Itoscoe, papa. He's the
strongest child we bad. 1 never did
know anybody keep better health than
he does. I don't believe he's even bad
a cold In five years. You better go up
to bed, paps."
"Suppose something did happen to
blm, though. You don't know what It
means, keepln' property together tbele
d*y»—Just keepln' It alive, let alone
Biakln' It grow the way 1 do. 1 tell
yon when a man die*, If that dead
man's chnldern ain't on the Job, night
and day, everything he built 'II get
carried olt. My Lord! when I think
o' such things comln' to me! It don't
seem like I denerved it —no man ever
tried hnriler to raise hi* boy* right
than I have. I planned and -planned
and planned how to bring 'em up to
be guards to drive the wolves off. nnd
bow to be builder* to build, and build
bigger. I tell you tills business life Is
no fool's Job nowadays—s man's got
to have eye* In the back of his bead.
You hear talk, sometime*, 'd mnke you
think the millennium
right the next breath you'l Wear some
body hollerin' about "the grea. unrest.'
You bet there's a 'great unrest!' There
ain't any man alive imart enough to
see what it's goln' to do to -us In the
end, nor what dny It's got set to bust
loose, but It's frothln* a"nd bubblln' In
the holler. This country's been flllln'
up with It from all over the world for
a good many years, and the old enmp
meetln* days are dead and done with.
Church ain't what It used to be. Noth-
Ifi's what It used to be—everything's
turned up from the bottom, and the
growth Is BO big the roots stick out In
the air. There's nn awful ruction goln'
on, and you got to keep hoppln* If
you're goln' to keep your balance on
the top of It. And the schemer*! They
run like bugs on the bottom of a board
—after any piece o' money they hear is
loose. Fool schemes and crooked
schemes; the fool ones are the most
and the worst! You got to light to
keep your money nfter you've made
It - And the woods are full o' mighty
Industrious men that's only got one
motto: 'Get the other fellow's money
before he gets yours!' And when n
mans' built us I have, when he's
built good and strong, and mnde
good things grow and prosper—those
are the , fellows that lay for a
chance to slide In and sneak the ben
efit of It and put their names to It!
And what's the use my liavln' ever
been born, If such a thing as that Is
goln' to happen? What's the use my
bavin' worked my life and soul Into
my business, If It's all goln' to be dis
persed and scattered soon as I'm in
the ground ?"
He strode up nnd down the long
room, gesticulating—little regarding
the troubled and drowsy figure by tlio
fireside. Ills throat rumbled thunder
ously; the words, came with stormy
bitterness. "You think this Is a time
for young men to he lytn' on beds of
ease? I tell you there never was such
a time before; there never was such
opportunity. The sluggard Is de
spoiled while he sleeps—yes, by George!
If a man lays down they'll eat him be
fore he wakes! —but,the live man enn
build straight up till he touches the
sky! Tills Is the business man's day;
It used to be the soldier's day and the
statesman's day, but this Is ours! And
It ain't a Sunday to go flshln'—it's tur
moil! turmoil! —nnd you got to go out
nnd live it and brea'the It and make
It yourself, or you'll only be a dead
man wulkln' around dreamln' you're
alive. And that's what my son Bibbs
has been doln' all his life, and what
he'd rather do now than go out anil do*
his part by me. And If anything bait
pens to Itoscoe—"
"Oh, do stop worryln' over such non
sense," Mrs. Sheridan Interrupted, Irri
tated Into shnrp wakefulness for the
moment. "There ain't anything goln'
to happen to Itoscoe, and you're Just
tormentln' yourself about notlilii'.
Aren't you ever goln' to l»ed?"
Rlierldnn halted. "All right, mnm
ma," he said, with a vast sigh. "Let's
go up." And be snnppeil off the elec
tric light, leaving only the rosy glow
of the tire.
"Dld yon *peak to Roscoe?" she
yawned, rising lopsldedly In her drow
siness. "Did you mention about whnt
I told you tile other evening?"
"No, I will tomorrow."
But Roscoe did not come downtown
the next day, nor the next; nor did
Sheridan see fit to enter his son's
house. He waited. Then, on the
fourth day of the month, Roscoe
walked Into his father's ofllce at nine
in the morning, when Sherlduii hap
pened to he alone.
"They told me downstairs you'd left
word you wanted to see me."
"Sit down," said Sheridan, rising.
Itoscoe sat. Ills father walked close
to him, sniffed suspiciously, and then
walked away, smiling bitterly. "Boh!"
he exclaimed. "Still at It!"
"Yes," said Itoscoe. "I've hod a
eouple of drinks this morning. What
about It?"
"I reckon I better adopt some decent
young man," bis father returned. "I'd
bring Bibbs up here mid put him In
your place If he was fit. 1 would!"
"Better do It," Itoscoe assented, sul
lenly.
"When'd you tiegln this thing?"
"I always did drink n little. Ever
since I grew up, that Is."
"I.eave that talk out! You know
what I mean."
"Well, I don't know as I ever bad
too milch In ofllce hours—until the
other day."
Sllerldan began cutting. "It's a He.
I've had Hay Wills up from your of
fice. He didn't want to give you uwuy,
but 1 put the hooks Into him, and be
came through. You were drunk twice
before and couldn't work. You been
leavin' your office for drinks every few
hours for the last three weeks. 1 been
over your book*. Your ofllce I* way
behind. You haven't done any work,
to count. In a month."
Itoscoe'* head was sunk between
his shoulders. "I can't stand very
much talk about It father," he said,
pleadingly.
"No!" Sheridan cried. "Neither cao
I! What do you think It means to
me?" He dropped Into the chair at
his big desk, groaning. "I can't stand
to talk about It any more'u you can
tn IDten, but I'm goln' to find ont
what's the matter with you, and I'm
goln' to straighten you out!" j
Itoscoe shook his head helplessly.
"You can't straighten rne out."
"See here!" said Sheridan. "Can you
go back to your ofllce nnd stay sober
today, while I get my work done, or
will I have to hire a couple o' huskies
to follow you around and knock the
wlilsky out o' your band If they see
you tryln' to take It?"
"You needn't worry about that."
said Itoscoe, looking up with a faint
resentment. "I'm not drinking be
cause I've got a thirst."
"Well, what have you got?"
"Nothing. Nothing you can do any
thing nlsiut. Nothing, I tell yon."
"We'lf see at,out that!" said Sheri
dan, harshly. "Now I can't fool with
you today, and you get up out o' that
chair and get out o' my ofllce. You
bring your wife to dinner tomorrow.
You didn't come last Sunday—but yon
come tomorrow. I'll talk 188 out With
you when the women-folks are workln'
the phonograph, after dinner. Can you
keep sober till then? You better be
sure, because I'm goln' to send Aber
cromble down to your office every little
while, and he'll let me know."
Roscoe paused at the door. "You
told Abercromble about It?" he asked.
"Told him!" And Sheridan laughed
hideously. "Do you suppose there'* an
1, 1916
•levator boy In the whole dam' build
ing that ain't on to you?"
Roscoe settled his hat down over hi*
eyes and went out.
CHAPTER XX.
Who looks a mustang In the eye?
Changety, chang, changl Bash! Craahl
Bang!
So sang Bibbs, his musical gayetles
Inaudible to his fellow -workmen bo
cause of the noise of the machinery,
lie had discovered long ago that the
uproar was rhythmical, and It had
been Intolerable; but flow, on the aft
ernoon of the fourth day of his return,
he was accompanying the swing anil
clash of the metals with Jubilant va
quero fragments, mingling Improvisa
tions of his own among them, and
mocking the zinc eater's crash with
vocal Imitations;
Fearless and bold.
Chang! Bash! Behold!
With a leap froni the ground
To the saddle In a bound.
And away—and away!
ltl-yay!
Tile long room was ceaselessly thun
dering with metallic sound; the air
was thick with the smell of oil; the
floor trembled perpetually; everything
was Implacubly In motion —nowhere
was there a rest for the dizzied eye.
The first time he had entered the place
Itlbbs had become dizzy Instuntly, and
six months of it bad only added In
creasing nausea to falntness. But he
felt neither now. "All day long I'll
send my thoughts to you. You must
keep remembering that your friend
stands beside you." lie saw tier tber#
beside him, and the grensy, roaring
place became suffused with radlunce.
The poet WIIS happy In his machine
shop; he was still a poet there. And
he fed his old zinc eater, and sang:
Away—and away!
Hl-yay!
Crash, bash, crash, bash, changl
Wild are his eyes,
Fiercely he (lies!
111-yay!
Crash, bash, bang! Bash, changl
Heady to (ling
Our gloves In the ring
"I like the machine," said Bibb*.
"I've made u friend of It. I serenade
It and talk to It, unil then It talks back
to me."
"Indeed. Indeed? What does It say?"
"What 1 want to henr."
He was unaware of a sensation that
passed along the linos of workmen.
Their great master had come among
"I'm Not Drinking Because I've Oot a
Thirst"
them, and they grinned to see him
standing with Doctor Gurney behind
the unconscious Illlibs. Sheridan nod
ded to those nearest htm —lie had per
sonal acquaintance with nearly ail of
them—but be kept bis attention upon
his son. Itlblis worked steadily, never
turning from bis machine. Now unil
then he varied bis musical program
with remarks addressed to the zinc
eater.
"!o on, you old crash-basher! ('hew
It up! It's good for you, If yon don't
t/y to 1..1 it your vlttlcs. Fletchcriste,
you pig! That s right—you'll never
get u In op HI your gUzurd. Want some
more? Here's a nice, shiny one."
The words were Indistinguishable, hut
Sheridan Inclined Ills head to Gurney'*
ear and shouted fiercely: "Talkln' to
(ilmself! By fieorge!"
Gurney laughed reassuringly, and
•hook Ills head.
Bibbs returned to song.
Chang* f'hnng. bash, chang! K'e If
Who look* a inus'ang fit the «>'•?
Fearless arid bo -
His father grasped hlui by the arm.
"Here!" be shouted. "Let me show
you how to run a strip through there.
The foreman says you're some better'n
you used to IK-, but that's no way to
handle— Oet out the way and let me
show you once."
"Better be careful," Bibbs warned
him, stepping to one side.
"Careful? Boh'!' Sheridan seized
s strip of zinc from the box. "What
you talkin' to yourself alxiut? Tryln'
to make yourself think you're so
abu*cd you're goin' wrong In the
head 7"
'"Abused?" No!" shouted Bibbs. "I
wos singing—because 1 'like It!" I told
you I'd come buck and 'like It.'"
Hherldan may not have understood.
At all events, be made no reply, but
began to run the strip of zinc through
the machine." He did It awkwardly—
and with bad results.
"Here!" he shouted. "Tills Is the
way. Watch bow I do It. There's
nothln' to It, If you put your mind on
It." By bis own showing then hla„mlnd
was not upon It. He continued to talk.
"Alt you got to look out for Is to keep ]
It pressed over to—"
"Don't run your hand up with
Bibbs vociferated, leaning toward bim.
"Run nothln'! You got to —"
"Look out!" shouted Bibbs and Gur
ney together, and they both sprang for
ward. But Sheridan's right hand had
followed the strip too' far, and the zinc
eater had bitten off the tips of the flrsv
and second finger*. He swore velie
"You Go Back to Your Work."
niently, and wrung his band, sending a
shower of red drops over himself and
Klbbs, but Ourney grasped his wrist,
and aald, sharply:
"Come out of here. Come over to
the lavatory In the office. Bibbs, fetch
my bag. It's In my machine, outside."
And when Bibbs brought the bag to
the washroom be found the doctor still
grasping Hhcrldan's wrist, holding the
Injured band over a basin. Sheridan
had lost color, and temper, too. He
glared over his shoulder at bis son aa
the latter handed the bag to Ourney.
"You go on back to your work," be
aald. "I've had worse snips than that
from a pencil sharpener^
"Oh. no, you haven't! "said Ourney.
"I have too!" Sheridan retorted, an
grily. "Bibbs, you go on back to your
work. There's no reason to stand
around here watchln' ole Doc Ourney
tryln' to keep himself awake workln'
on a scratch that only needs a little
courtplaster. I slipped or It wouldn't
happened. You get back on your Job."
"All right," said Bibbs.
"Here!" Sheridan bellowed, as hla
son was panning out of the door. "You
watch out when you're runnln' that
machine! You hear what I sayj I
slipped, or I wouldn't got scratched,
but you—you're liable to get your
whole hand cut off! You keep your
eyea open!"
"Yea, air." And Bibbs returned to
the ilnc eater thoughtfully.
Half an hour later Ourney touched
him on the shoulder and beckoned him
outxldc, where conversation was pos
sible. "I aent him borne, Bibbs. HQ'II
have to be careful of that hand. Oo
get your overnlls off. I'll tako you
for a drive and leave you at home.
"Can't," sa'ld Bibbs. "Oot to stick
to my Job till the whistle hlowa." .
"No, you don't," the doctor returned,
•mothering a yawn. "lie wants me to
take you down to my office and give
you an overhauling to see bow much
harm these four days on the machine
have done yf>u. I guess you folks bav*
got that old man pretty thoroughly
upxet, between you, up at" your bouse!
But I don't Intend to go over you. I
can see with my eyes half abut —"
"Yes," Bibbs Interrupted, "tbat'i
what they are."
"I say I can see you're starting out.
at least, in good shape. What's made
the difference?"
"I like the machine," said Bibbs.
"Well, well!" The doctor stretched
bliiuwlf and stamped his foot repeat
edly. "Belter come along and take t
drive with me. Yon enn take the time
off that he allowed for the examina
tion, and—"
"Not at all," said Bibbs. "I'm going
to stand by the old sine cater till five
o'clock. I tell you I like It!"
"Then I supjiosc that's the end of
your wanting to write."
"I don't know about that," Bibbs
said, thoughtfully; "but the zinc eater
doesn't Interfere with my thinking, at
least. It's better than being In busi
ness; I'm sure of that. I don't want
anything to change. I'd tie content to
lead Just the 1 llf«- I'm leading now to
the end of my days."
"You do beat the devil!" exclaimed
Ourney. "Your father's right when he
tells me you're a mystery. Perhaps
the Almighty knew what he was about
When lie made you, but It takes a lot
of faith to believe It! Well, I'm off.
Oo on back to your murdering old ma
chine." lie clfintied Into his car,
which he operated himself, but be re
fralni-d from setting It Immediately In
motion. "Well, I rubbed It fa on the
old man that you had warned blm not
to slide his hand along too far, and
that he got hurt because he didn't pay
attention to your warning, and because
he was trying to show you how to do
something you were already doing a
great deal better than he could'. You
tell hi in I'll be around to look at It
and change the dressing tomorrow
morning. Ooodby."
But when he paid the promised visit
the next morning be did more than
change the dressing upon the damaged
bund. The Injury waa severe of Its
kind, and Ourney spent a long time
over It. though Kherldan was rebellious
and scornful, being brought to a de
gree of tractablllty only by means of
horrible threats and talk of amputa
tion. However, be appeared at the
dinner table with his hand supported
In s sling, which he seemed to regard
as an Indignity,- while We natural In
quiries ti|K>n the subject evidently
struck blm as deliberate Insults. Mrs.
Kherldan, having been unable to con
tain her solicitude several times dur
ing the day, and having been checked
each time In a manner that blanched
her cheek, hastened to warn Roacoe
and Sibyl, upon their arrival at Ave,
to omit any reference to the Injury and
to avoid even looking at the sling If
they possibly could. '
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RAILROAD STRIKE
STARTS LABOR DAT j
UNLESS CONGRESS CAN CHKOK
THE DETERMINATION OF THE
RAIL MEN.
WILSON BEFORE CONGRESSj
Aaka Senate and House Immsdtataljr 1
to Paaa Legislative Program Outlln*
od by Him.—Employsea Reject .
Pinal Proposal of Transportation
Executives.
Washington.—President Wilson lay* •
lng the railway atrika aitnatlon be
fore Congress with recommendation* jS
(or legislation advanced the crisis to
a stage whera the next davelopmanta
depend upon two polnta. They are:
Whether the legislation he proposes
oan be paaaed.
If enacted will Rbe affeotlra to pre* :
vent a strike already called tor 1 A,
m., September 4th.
The brodtarbood beads themselves,
announcing their intention to flgM cew
tain portions ot the President's pro-,
gram, are at loggerheads over *hsß»
er its enactment would preveat the
strike.
The railway preeidenta, favorable to
President Wilson's plan is the main
think it would make R dKOooR (or tM
strike to begin. Meanwhile, although,
negotiations between the employer*
and men were broken oil by Che rejeo*
tion of the railway presidents' lat set
proposal tor arbitration. PrealdenS
Wilson Is continuing hie efforts to
bring the two sides together on eooM|
form of agreement. Efforts which
might well be described aa almoet su
perhuman are being exerted to that
end.
When the brotherhood leader* re
jected the lateet proposal of be ratt
roads and definitely set the strike lon
Labor Day wßhout further notice Pres
ident Wilson decided to lay the whoist
situation before Congress. Before a
joint seaslon of Houss and Senato and -
with a solemn recital of the diet res i|
and disaster a strike would bring to
the country, he proposed a plan of
legislation. ( J> ,»
■ LEASE AND MANNING ,
WILL Me IN SECOND RAC4
South Carolina's Plrat Primary BrinQ|
Out Surprising Strsngth for Bleaae.
Columbia, 8. C. South Caroßna'a
first primary brought forth various sots
prises, In a contest of great atate-wtt*
Interest centering prlnoipatiy upon
the spirited contest for governor, ta
which friends of the incumbent, Rich
ard I. Manning, of Sumter, waa looked
upon as an almoet sure winner, km
the day waned and the votes were be
ing counted it became evident that
Cole lllease, the former governor, was
again coming to the front with a great
amount of strength "up-state" and otot
erwise wtth practically every county
In the state heard from, but Ota count
more or less Incomplete, the voting
stood as follows:
Bleaae. 48,073. / if J\
Manning, 29.049. , i- , • k- j
Cooper. tI.MS.
This Indicates that az-Oovsraor Cola
Blease and the present governor, Mr.
Manning, will face each other In the
secobd conteet for governor. Just
what percentage of Mr. Oooparts fol
lower* will swing their strength to
Mr. Manning two weeks from now la
a matter for conjecture, but R la open
ly conceded that the Cooper vote* wtH
not go to Mr. Manning in their enOra»
ty, and unlesa the early morning n
suite are vastly different he wfll need
seventy or eighty per cent of the
Cooper votee to paaa Bleaae li\
second contest. , , .
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