at as A tao re a a nll SYNOPSIS. 8 ittempt son L shop et in a san! m. a nervous wreck. On his re turn Bibbs finds himself an incon: der able and uncor ed figure in the "New House" of the ans. The Vertreeses old-town family door and impover {shed. call on the Sheridans, newly-ri and Mary ward puts into words parents’ un ken wish that she one ridan boys Ma SNCOUTrAKes Sheridan's atter tells Mary is not a itie gueer.’”” He proposes to Mary, who accepts him Sheridan tells Bibbs must go back soon as he is st Bibbs' plea to be Bibbs’ +, and wife, quarrel ov goes to Mary from marrying her In the roc to his fat} death All in i master meets Bibbs between Edith i ing love to Ros nds Bibbs wel machine shop accident and f Roscoe Bheri desperately about B SEE I _ 3 Sheridan's ! man of his the macl MISINeRS in to make n gtarting him Bibbs going i 10riG next Bibbs to the n their Mary purpose ly Edith that he o° imagine the feelings of hard-working, dutiful husband when he learns that his wife is dangerously flirting with a & worthless bachelor—and when = his wife defies to do any- thing about the matter. Does such a situation justify divorce, notwithstanding the “until death do us part” vow? him Carry ovlel i Dose Oi hi “Well, “That Mrs about ‘em 8 Weel “They've been hard u Zz — . U Vanmmmi, “| Want to Know What You Say Over the Telephone to Lamhorn.” wind the says as long ago as Inst winter she knew that girl got a palr of walk- ing shoes re-soled and patched, because she got it done the same place Mrs, Kittersby's cook had hers!” “Well, well? he urged, impatiently by says they haven't got a thing! absgolutely nothing—and they know anywhere to tarp! whole wondering what would I'he girl had plenty Slincod 10 WEY Up 0 4 year Just town's been hecome of "em ago, but she was so indifferent Gracious! they lucky! Marry her? The man that found himself tied up to that girl—" “Terrible said funny 1 terrible funny!” “It's so decanter funny, Roscoe, with sarcasm ¥ broke a cut giass “Wait!” she begged. “You'll big wagon drive and some men go house Well, 1 thought I'd see, so I slipped over—and it was their piano! They'd sold it a were trying to sneak it out after dark nobody’'d cated Again gave way to her but re sumed, as her husband about arrative, “Walt a Yes, they'd sold it their Inst see, | up into the 80 she enjoyment, seemed interrupt the minute, can't you? and I hope they debts They owe everybody, and week a coal dealer made ful at the door with Vertrees. Their told our upstairs girl ind she didn't know when herself! Did such a case as to ‘11 pay some of fin aw Mr cook she sald any hear of she'd seen mouey, You ever that girl in your “What SO ab 2 PY cook?” Don’t you up into girl! Their Vertrees girl! Bee they ilnoked on our comin this ol as helr neighborh i past chance? and Nher They were just going down out here bobs up tl reen, rich end 141 rox Po ? Do you koow she gshrieked $0 Tisha too." ght " if thos oman, she returned, frozen-faced 'd had the perch a litt wouldn't think it ‘em sit up on their pedes sms Ir they the decen off © al time they're eating dirt think it's funny! That girl sits up as was Queen Elisabeth, and people to wallow on the ground before her until they get near enough for her well, 1 expects oh, she'd do that, all and then she powders up and goes out to mash—Bibhs Sheridan!” “Look here,” said Roscoe, heavily “I don't abont that one way or another you'se through, 1 got patched shoes right! care Ir I was going to, that day just before we heard about Jim." At this Sibyl! stiffened quickly: “What “Well,” he began, frowning, “what 1 then" He broke conscious that he off, and, becoming hand, threw it pettishly Into a corner. “I never expected I'd have to say any- thing like this to anybody 1 married; the matter and Lam horn.” Sibyl uttered a sharp monosyllable “Well?” “1 felt the time had come for me to know about it,” he went on. “You between you | “You never asked,” she curtly. “Well, we'd got In a way of not talking much,” sald Roscoe. “It looks to me now as if we'd pretty much lost the run of each other the way a good many people do. I don’t say it wasn't | my fault. I was up early and down to | work all day, ang I'd come home tired | at night, and went to go to bed soon as {I'd got the paper read-—unless there | was some good musical show in town, interposed, see something was wrong. [ couldn't help seeing IL” “Wrong? she sald. “What like?" You were all strung up and ex- teited and filgety; you got to looking peakid and run down, Now then, Lam horn had been going with us a while, but 1 noticed that not good long ago with him when | there wasn't, : Hing { when I quarreling whenever I came in and he was wig here.” “Dro you object to Sibyl, breathing quickly “Yes i injures wife's he returned, with a quick lift “You began to run about the time you began with him.” He stepped “See here, Sibyl, I'm go- that?" when it health!” down just out i ¢lose to her. “Oh, you are?’ she snapped | was what you were going to say the Yes. tonight?’ he replied, with grim want to know why yon | to say “Tonight,” swiftness 1 ’ Sr 4 *3 WY ans gn My Name,” Said Roscoe, “Can Help, That." Me "ashe cried, shrill} now just what's why gten to your sister things home making and humii me in their presence! Do you supp Irish girl didn’t hear every you said? You go in there and eat your (Go and eat your because | won't eat with about your w then before § me we servants that Wor | dinner alone! Go on! dinner you!" And she broke away from the detain ing grasp upon her, and dashed up the stairway, pant ling. He heard the door of heg room | slam overhead, the key in the lock. CHAPTER XVIL BION he sought to fasten At seven o'clock on the last morn- ing of that through the upper hall, found a ple of scribbled sheets of note paper { lying on the floor. He recognized | handwriting and put the sheets in his {coat pocket, intending to give to George or Jackson for return to the owner, but he forgot and carried them downtown with him. At poon he found himself alone in his office, and, {having a little leisure, remembered the | bits of manuscript, took them out, and at them. Having satisfied himself that Bibbs' seribblings were only a sample of the kind of writing fils son preferred to the machine shop, he decided, innocently enough, that he would be justified in reading them. it appears that a lady will nod pleas- antly upon some windy generalization of a companion, and will wear the most agreeable expression of accepting it as the law. and then-days afterward, when the thing is a mummy to its pr nuigator she will inquire out of a clear sky “Why did you say that the people down. town have nothing in life that a chicken hasn't? What did you mean?’ And she may say it In a manner that makes a sensible reply very gifficult—you will be | wo full of wonder at she remembered | so seriously Yet, what does | has food and shelter | ter: his wives raise not one fine family | for him, but domens, He has a clear sky over him: he breathes sweet alr: he walks inh his April orchard under a roof of flow orn, He must die, vislently perhaps, but quickly. Is Midas’ cancer a batter way? The rooster's wives and children must die Are those of Midas immortal? His life la cou the rooster lack? He he ia warm in win- ghorter than the life of Midas, but A life in only a sixth ag long as that o Galapagos tortoise, The rooster Is a dependent upon the farmer and the ia a dependent hie farmer thinks he depends wenther, Midas depends u the ather The rooster only of the Midag pro tomorrow he pro wrow? Nothing hat the pon and the we noment ; vide for rooster The tom will not has vithot viding and born ey KB b, ti rooster O8pet 8 worker f Are they and neither 4 ey love: itbbing knows And ister they grub they die beauty. after all there is rooster has knowledge the ro had and has had the exe knows Midas whnien and dies, one not Midas ent of accumu Inting what he has grubbed, and that has hin Ife and his love and hig god. H take that god with him en he wonder if the those we can take with us Midas must teach the raised tory i been cannot worthy all to be an young must be in hig re! The ended Sheridan was not anxious for more crumpled the sheet ball, 4 wasteh manuscript there, and He into a POs (with in a beside him: then, rising, of somehow vigor; 18k et he consulted a hich a hook gold hin Ars Cyclopedia agent had before: a for the read the leg and down ti the breath o Names, w volume now fae locat he mum! He felt dally, his time he ai pleased office 't you?” said Sheridan are you?” “No.” Sheridan was puzzied; then, abrupt I wanted to talk to you about that young he said “l guess your pretty often, and you know him longer “1 won't,” sald Roscoe, 1 won't say a dam’ thing about him! Sheridan uttered an exclamation and walked quickly to a position near the window where | wore hlomishot dizgordered and thickiy—*1 he could see his Roscoe's eves his hair was was distorted The fa ind TACTIOUS mouth ha ‘was ther stood aghast “By coe!™ “My name.” that.” “Roscoe” Georg he muttered Ros said Roscoe ‘Can’ help Blank astonishment first wan Sheridan's nothing in the world could ha.e amazed him to find steady old wheel-horse-—in condi tion. “How'd you get this way?" demanded “You caught cold and took for 1t?” renly senantion Probably Mare than toscoe—the this he too much For “Yenh! Rosgeoe lnughed hoarsely old! I been drinkun all time, lately. Firs’ you notice it?” “Ry cried Sheridan "jy thought I'd smelt it on you a good deal ately, but I wouldn't ‘a’ believed you'd take more'n was good for you Boh! To see you like a common hog!” George! right arm in a meaningless “Hog!” he repeated, chuckling “Yeu, an hog!” sald Sheridan, angrily “In business hours! 1 don’t object to anybody's takin' a drink if he wants to, out o' business hours; nor, if a man keeps his work right up to the serateh, I wouldn't be the one to baste him if he got good an’ drunk once in fwo, three years, maybe, It ain't my way 1 tot It alone, but [| never believed in forein'’ my way oa a grown-up son woral mutters, I guess 1 was wroag! gesture. i think them waitin’ to talk ard? You think you can come to your office and do business drunk? By George! 1 wonder how often this has happenii g and on to it! I'll have a look over your books tomor row, and I'l} Roscoe stumbled to his feet, ing wildly, and swaying, con triving to hold himself in position by clutching back of in which he had been “Hoo-—hoorah!” he principles, too He wint to there with a drunk men ont business been me not laugh stood the the heavy chair gittl cried “'S my drunken all you outside business hours, ne ng for Gossake nnerfere busi Business!!! Thassit! You're Die! L'every thing go to hell, but don't let lunerfere le'n'thing ness hours! right, father Drink! business” Sheridan had f upon Roscoe's his office hia? Come seized the te i QeRK, 1nd overhead was awn “Abere down ny Roscoe's suite and get rid of s to ZO that are waitin’ room two-fourteen in to let n know don’t want to i ie ley lown here nave we had ZI out into the main hall Roscoe walked out of the twenty lurching, and 3 min later ralked l nner house in the same ma father hav nor r hi ng spoken interval Sheridan did not went h and to his o room out meeting any of his famii) as he passed Bibbs’ door he heard from within the sound of a cheerful young volee humming jubilant fragments of sOng me wn Wha looks the mustani#in the eve? . ground und and away! With s leap from the To the saddle in a b And away Hi-yay! It was the first life that he had detected any musical symptom Whatever in Bibbs he had never heard him ue i time ever even that the useless fool should be merry today To Sheridan it was Tom o’ Bedlam singing while the house burned; and he 11d not tarry to enjoy the melody, but went iuto his own room and locked the door. » CHAPTER XVII fe emerged only upon a second sam dinner, two hours later and came to the table so white and silent that his wife made her anxiety mani and but partially reassured #y his explanation that his lunch had disagread” with him a little, Presently. however, he spoke effec tively. Dibba, whpse appetite had be- come hearty, was helping himself to a breast of capon from salver mons to fout wane second jackets ference fheridan remarked, grimly you that Midas me like hie had the advantage there Ribbha retained presence of mind to transfer capon breast to his plate without dropping 1t and to between “1 reckon overlooked iooks to enough Lain rospond, “Yoshie over it. Having returned dis autagonist's dre Crows thin 53) fashion, bi distinctly he i | now in for he could his mother looked upon him with pleasure, the to and was jargon to her. improve nnd Lush though reference Midas f roouter G1 Did COUT FOU ever soe inv body that child hag!’ she Eibb i ndsome exclalmed, intely you sOmetin idabont”™ the any | ! : *01 ‘ ing this they sometinn floor body upstairs this mos up, 0) se and “What wa “He “Beems ft asked Edith knows! » father returned. 51 to bring it ft over something belongin® to a busy He affected to search What did I do with It, Beems to me like 1 ro tv #4 n at t4 ¢ it down he office— bbs “Tomorrow I'll Be a Day Laborer.” is if he There'd be no world if each man found the thing it he but the only work i happen to want to do Is seless up To a Work ikes the kind of work loafers in the Nobody min th a could id do best; 1 have to give it morrow I'll t “What is “It was not at all w a day laborer.” i exactly? n't muscularly exhausting-- They couldn’t give me a job because 1 wasn't good it like ut what will I want to know. ™ “When 1 ieft.,” said what you do? Bibbs, “1 was call over there a ‘clip- and that's what I'll be back to. It's and easy. 1 feed long strips of zine a pair of steel jaws, and the jaws the into little And yet 1 was a very bad hand at it.” He had kept hig voice cheerful as he spoke. but he had grown a shade paler. and there was a latent anguish deep in his eyes. He may have known they achine,’ very simple gine circles turned away. “Yot1 do that all day long!" she ex- claimed “No She broke off. and then, after a keen glance at his face, she said “1 should think yom would have been a ‘bad hand at it'!™ He laughed ruefully. “1 think it's the nolse, though I'm ashamed to say it. You see, it's a very powerful ma- chine, and there's a sort of rhythmical wonder bite off a circle” LR Lal i aT HR AR RED Do you believe that delicate, highstrung Bibbs will be able to stand the din and monotony of work in the shop—how long do you think he will last at the BD.)
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