——_—~, rn ———— vm =~ —— IF — rm ce = SYNOPSIS. smi Sheridan's attempt to make bit man of his son Bibbs by starting the machines shop ends in Bibbs g a sanitarium, a nervous wr on turn Bibbs is met at the ation sister Edith, He finds himself an siderable and unconsidered figure “New House” of the Bhi ridans Mary Vertrees looking at hin summer house next door. TI old town family and lmpove ir He fri discuss parents’ one of the dan sprea h She unspoken Sheridar yw mother | nonial pos is not a lun¢ to Mary, Mary Bibbs He proposes him, S90DIPPOOPOVPHVIPDBCIHEHEE i Will Old Man Sheridan be elder to let him devote his life to poetry and writing? able to inspire Bibbs with his own belief in Bigness and win the young man to the business standard? Or will Bibbs prove to his practical father that there is a place in the world for poetry PPPOPPPIIIPIIIIIPE CHAPTER ViHI—Continued. and music and persuade the Fle seated himself in a chalr at his son's and, leaning tapped 3ibbs confidentially the Knee. “This city's got the greatest future In America, and if my sons behave right by me and by themselves ti to have a mighty fair sha I love this e I do my own busine fight for it as qu as I'c own fan It's a beantify side over, on iey're goin r share, 3 an fer py ISL any district wan park syster the boulevards and th And she grows. God! how she g He had be i spoke with solemnity can't take you n we're pu ‘ome intens 4 “Now, nor nr any any silver nor bul with me in my go. But I want to my it to my boys. I've worked for it; been a builder and a tker; and where on leave eave blades of grass have grew before, whenever on the ground ] grown e and wil I’ve built big, and I war to go on. And when comes I want to know that are ready to take charge. Bibl I'm up above I want to know tha 1 big share I've ide big m ue, here is growin’ rer an charge of my boys.” He leaned ba “There!” he sald, gpoken more what was my life. I do it nd and mean father. I never had way to Jim and stood without any talk, Bibb " said But" minute!” “If you se then you fo start huskily. becca understa not to Roscoe “I gee. think I do. “Wait a his hand. the world, it meant have hi vou did, and have to be sent tarinm because he couldn't stan Now, let's get right down to it, I've had a whole Jot talk Doc Gurpay about you, one another, and I reckon I tand your case st about as well as does, anyway. “Now, why did work make y instead of brace you up and man of you the way it ought of done? I pinned ole Gurney down to it. I says ain't it really becau hated it?” ‘Yes | If he'd enjoyed it, it And ab }ibbs ur one o in come back on o and under J he in iy y sick il Hike a ‘Look here, just plain ‘that’s it a' hurt way it is” “Yes,” sald Bibbs, “that’s way it is.” “Well, then, I reckon it's up not only to make you do it, make you like it!" 3ibbs shivered. And he turned upon his father a look that almost ghostly. “I can't,” he said, in a low voice. “I can't.” “Can't go back to the shop?” “No. Can't like it. I can’t.” Sheridan jumped up, his gone, To his own view, he had rea soned exhaustively, had explained fully and had pleaded more than a fa- ther should, only to be met in the end with the unreasoning and mysterious stubbornness which had been Bibbs’ baflling characteristic from childhood “By George, yon willl” he cried. “You'll go back there and you'll like it! Gurney says it won't hurt you if you like it, and he says it ‘11 kill you if you go back and hate it; so it looks as if it was about up to you not to hate it Well, Gurney’'s a fool! Hatin' work doesn't kill anybody: and this isn't goin’ to kill you, whether you hate it or not. I've never made a mistake in a serious matter in my life, and it wasn't a mistake my sendin’ you there in the first place. And I'm goin’ to prove it I'm gon’ to send you back there and vindicate my judgment. Gurney says |e hie Ie RAYS, wouldn't wt the him.’ that the 1bout me to to but was patience re laughter tooted loudly. “Yes, you did! her reason! Oh You don't want to break it up be- jobby Lamhorn and me cause" “mdle, Edie! Now, now!" “Oh, hush up, mamma! I'd like to know if Lie oughtn't to come here, what not going to her house, no! he- his “I've explained that to Mother Sheri dan.” was descending the stairs. | i it's all ‘mental attitude.’ Well, you're | goin’ to learn the right one! He says in a couple of months this fool that's been the matter with you'll be disappeared completely and you'll} more back you into the shop. you in as good or better condition i you went i And right then is when | begin ght in that { Nobody can cal » 4 hard man | best 1 ean | take the full] » 1 i nsibility for bringin’ my sons were before ever over Ii sane shop! or a mean father. io the y dren my ch I never put through, begin with my ow make a man of and wer where he turned ne a couple of mont ‘idan pushed a bell “Gurney sald id put you ba “ol go home and right ose two months ar ‘ment: the “Good-by, sir,” CHAPTER IX. iN La " tibbs’ room, transient to whi George had shown still bore the appears quarters, possibly no clear conception permanent incumbx i set tographs up” twenty upon aa mother, witl 1 ' 114 y¥ 8 aud th at ere the n the mained unremd FF setion of ¢ r. Some of these he glanced thr find omfort i it ane ruefully oO paper te Transm “I'm Going Out” evident that a woman's quarrel was in progress, the parties to it having begun | it in Edith’'s room, and continuing it vehemently as they came out into the | hall, “Yes, you better go home!” Bibbs heard his sister vociferating, shriily. “You better go home and keep your mind a little more on your husband!” “Hdle, Edie!” he heard his mother remonstrating, as peacemaker, “You see here!” This was Sibyl, and her volce was both acrid and trem- ulons, “Don’t you talk to me that way! I eame here to tell Mother Sheri dan what I'd heard, and to let her tell Father Sheridan if she thought she ought to, and 1 did it for your own good.” “Yes, you did!” And Edith's gibing You what pretty willing to be the shield! look out kind of a shield you are!” inaudible, Roscoe doesn't notice but at Sibyl's answer was Mrs. Sheridan's flurried pacification were renewed “Oh, hush up, mamma, If you dare tell You just come and we'll—" ‘talk it over! alone!” attempts and 1 me alone! “Well, in your own : ! I won't me! Let papa we'll gee, back room, Stop me self ulling violently 31 ibbs open, hind her bed in such 1 d in the r e down, upon the no per presence g and sobbi it the coverlet Bibbs saw that there, and ) n away became him; but of h m sment reached door, she sound and her, 1p, , Ts sought I saw you go out back, though “Only what ie down aga “NO: ikerchief fon’ by, and ome womner zy to get i Hh n't belies ond place it, an 4 Ay and al y as pecuiations, Mary Vertrees was at that exe what internal wondering be Mra. Roscoe Rheridan was si But 10 idea was allowing herself to exhib Sibyl had no % nything except the gayety which she $ proper to the mann of caller She was no more self finely y intelli impulses with conscious than she was Sibyl followed her no reflection or question tllop after a master on the g She had and to pot even the in- consider her effect. make a d that she n atinct to stop wished certain Im inde it ved that she was believed ¢ to that “My mother asked m way Sibyl ran the scale of a cooing sim- ulance of laughter, which she nad been on familiar terms. It was infended foundation for an impression of sweet ness, “Just thought I'd fly in a minute, she sald, continuing the cooing to re lieve the last doubt of her geniality. “1 wanted to tell you how much I en- joyed meeting those nice people at tea that afternoon. You see, coming here a bride, I've had to depend on my hus band's friends almost entirely. Mr, Sheridan has Deen go engrossed in busi ness ever since he wis a mere boy, why, of course" fhe paused, with the alr of having completed an explanation, “Of course,” sald Mary, sympathet- ically accepting it. “Yeu. I've been seeing quite a lot “ 1 She stopped with unconscious ruptness, mind matter; ab wandering and Mary per celved that she had come upon a defi nite errand. “Mrs, Kittersby were chatting in her pininly to another her daughter of the wr day,” and and about town 81 ie the ot! repeating the “They sald me by surprise! people here sald Sibyl, cooing protracting it something | that took i We were Lamhorn Mary interrupted her promptly, “We | shouldn't Mr, Robert horn a friend of ours.” To her surprise, consider Lam Sibyl nodded eager- “That's just talked!” 8 vehemence that “Yes, and 1 all you old ly, as If greatly pleased the Mrs with gture way Kittersh she y cried, 3 Mary the way speak of him!” Mary was ure. friend tily made hear families looked aside, to the able had of main ha to leap before M tobert yw anyt! body doesn't tell } afraid of is that E and 1 nt Anda nm again she panted Edith could then 1 ol Sheridan, nry rth And $ y yd Ds i! D creat in or M uneons beheld gnaw Ni per, perhaps the | coe might been In ants n Khe beseeching, threat wl Lambo then brutally ting her have the truth: and at last, infuriated, to marry her If Sthy! hed not babbled “swore” it might entreating, $i mm 18 first evasive let. swearing” h ive jag plain, The poor woman blundered what she said, more qui to done | ought to be done right away. 1 went | over and told Mother Sheridan what | I'd heard about Lamborn, but Mother Sheridan's under Edith’s thumb, and | ghe's afraid ever come right out with anything. Father Sheridan’d never in the world let Lamborn come near the house again if he knew his | reputation. So, you see, somebody's | got to tell him. BM isn't a very onsy | position for me, is it, Miss Vertrees?" | “No,” sald Mary gravely. “Weil, to be frank,” said Sibly, smil- ing, “that's why I've come to you." “To me!” Mary frowned Sibyl rippled and cooed again. “There isn't anybody ever made such a hit with Father Sheridan in his life as you have. And of course we all hope you're not going to be exactly on, wmaware of ghe had con fessed. “You see, be to Hiby! went on. ful people. Indeed they are! (This sally with another and | why, ton,” Mary “OW might I “No, no!” “Listen,” sald thought yours, exclaimed Nibyl tory, and Edith say suppose I could want proof, ask came with the next room “No, no,” it's not say: ‘All right Ming Ve trees and she's waitin right to sald Mary quickly. true if you me, § | now, “You minute more,” B She “Listen just urged, confidingly a ibyl was On easy ind, and had “Miss Ver you see we ought Do ¥ ground now, to her own m doubt of her lHaten! Don't to do it, you and 17? no EUCCCHE trees 01 BUpPOse “He Swore He'd Marry dan.” the res Re A Nan y eXpressic alter and slowly as Mars # face, rie into the went od iv. softly out of shoulder ross the =treet gloomily “Saw you from the win- tow.” he explained. “You must find a lot to say to that old lady.” “What old lady?” “Mrs I been walting for you a long time, and I saw the daugh Vertrees, gireet. Don’t stand out on the porch,” he sald, crossly. “Come in here There's something it's come time I'll have to talk to you about. Come in!" But as she was moving to obey he glanced across at his father's house and started. He ghield his eyes from the setting sun, staring fixedly. “Something's the mat ter over there,” he muttered, and then, more loudly, as alarm came into his volce, he sald, “What's the matter over there?" Bibba dashed ont of the gate In an automobile set at its highest speed, and as he saw Roscoe he made a ges. ture singularly eclequent of calamity, and was lost at once In a cloud of dust down the street. Edith bad followed part of the way dowa the drive, and It cling hit : tu to Hos , BUmmo By George!” “1 he "ye And he { iat a run, some no house CHAPTER X, Sheridan a Work hind dex ear! I navn lengues {err i French ria. ke ‘em mer we're a pretty hasn't haven't Yes, 1 gir. Roscoe hu children yet, and 1 w matter-—but and I saw ap around inly do banker for about { four or five little curly-headed als to take on my knee. Boys I hope. o that’s only natural. Jim's got on mighty splendid-lookin’ | girl: lives right next door to us. 1 ex pect you heard me joshin® him about it back She's one the ole bluebloods here, and 1 guess it was a mighty good stock-—to raise her! She's one these girls that stand right up and look at you! And pretty! She's the prettiest thing you ever saw! Good size, too: good health and good sense. Jim'll be just right if he gets her. i must say it tickles me {o think the way that boy took abold o' that job back yonder. Four mouths and a half! | Yes, sir" lv: yes, fe abont some gran'c ras | Course 's n his eve yonder came into Big Jim Sheridan's life a great tragedy. Will this fight for power and wealth, be brave enough to withstand a frightful jolt? HEPHEFIPOPSPEPIG OP {TO a8 CONTINUED)
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