Evening Republican, Volume 18, Number 153, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 30 June 1914 — Page 3

BROADWAY JONES

by EDWARD MARSHALL

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SYNOPSIS.

Jackson Jonee, nicknamed ‘'Broadway” because of hte continual glorification of New York’s great thoroughfare, is anx■pue to get away from his home town of Janesville. Abner Jones, his uncle, is Very angry because Broadway refuses to nettle down and take a place in the gum factory tn which he succeeded to his fathers Interest Judge Spotswood informs Broadway thatpSO.OW left him by Ms father te at hte disposal. Broadway makes record time In heading for his •way creates a sensation by hte extravagance en ths white Way. Four years ©ass and Broadway-Suddenly discovers that he to net only broke, but heavily in debt fie applies to his uncle for a loan and receives a package st chewing gum with the advice to chew Jt and tormt hte .troubles. Ete quietly seeks work without success. Broadway gives what to intended to be a farewell supper to Ms New York friends, and before It to over becomes engaged to Mrs. Gerard, an ancient widow, wealthy and very «i<My. ■Wallace expostulates With the aged flirt and her youthful nance, but fails to better the situation. He learns that Broadway to broke and offers him a position wltti his father's advertising flm, but it to declined. Wallace takes charge of Broadway's affairs. Broadway recrives a* telegram announcing the death of his Uncle Abner in Europe. Broadway Is his sole heir. Peter Pembroke of the Consolidated Chewing Gum company offers Broadway $1,200,000 for his gum plant and Broadway agrees to sell. Wallace takes the affair in hand and insists that Broadway hold oft for a bigger price and rushes him to Jonesville to consult Judge Spotswood, who was Uncle Abners attorney. Broadway finds hte boyhood playmate, Josie Richards, in charge of the plant and falls in love with her. Wallace to smitten- with Judge Spotswood’s daughter, Clara. Josie points out to Broadway that by selling the plant to the trust he win ruin the town built by hte ancestors and throw TOO employes out of work. Broadway decides that he will not sell. Wallace receives an offer of $1,600,000 from the trust and to amased when Broadway turns It down. Broadway explains the situation as set forth by Josie and Wallace agrees that It is Broadway’s duty to stick by the town and his employes. He authorises an announcement to hte worried employes that the plant will not be sold.

CHAPTER IX—Continued. “Yes; he's stopping at the Grand hotel.” “When did he get here?” “Last evening.” “Have you seen him?” “Yes.” It was plain enough that Higgins' most vivid suspicions were aroused. He looked at her accusingly. His voice was even louder than it had been. "He got here last evening, eh? Then that settles it!" He went to her desk and leaned 'across it as if indicting her. “He came here with that trust fellow, didn’t her Now she, in turn, was really surprised. "What trust fellow?” “Pembroke; one of the head men of the Consolidated.” None but a fool could have doubted her amazement and her worry as she rose and walked doser to him. “Is Pembroke here'in town?” “Oh," he sneered. “You didn’t know that, ehr “I certainly did not.” He did not quite believe her, yet took a certain pleasure in imparting the distressing news to her, on the chance that she was truthful and had not before heard it. “Well, he’s here. Several of the men saw him and recognized him. I suppose he’s here with Jones to close us out la that it?” “I don’t know any more about it than you do, Higgins.” This did not impress or Interest him.

"The Business Will Need Your Attention."

"You say the young fellow’s stopping at the Grand T” “Yes." “Well, nobody here knows anything about ft." "I believe he registered under another name.** She could have bitten off her tongue tor letting this slip out. Instantly the man assumed that this confirmed his moot unfavorable prognostications. "Ah, ha! Well, what did he do that tort’ “How should I know?" "Wen/* he shouted, "I guess 1 do! It’s because he la a sneak! He knows it’s a rotten thing he's doing and he's afraid of the consequences.** He strode up had down the room in deep and heavy thought “The men are not in a very good temper, and, you mark my words, there'll bo the devil to pay

• around here before this day’s over unless we get some satisfaction and find out exactly what he intends to do!” Josie looked at him with cold and angry eyes. For an instant she had been frightened. She had got the better of her fear now, and in her voice were both contempt and warning. “I wouldn’t talk like that, if I were you, Higgins!” He approached her threateningly. “Oh, you’re,on their side, are you? I thought so!”

Again he went close to her, almost as if he meant to do her some violence. His face was black with rage. “I never did believe in you. I told the men this morning. For all we know, you’ve been working for the interests of the trust all the time!”

Her wrath was boiling fiercely now, and she showed the stuff of which she was made. She went closer still to Higgins, never wavering; giving back no inch, although he towered above her, shaking with wrath, and worked his clenching fingers ominously. “That will be about enough now, Higgins; you get out of thia office." “I’d like to see anybody try to put me out till I’m ready to go!” he shouted.

To his amazement and to hers, it now developed that they had had a listener. An unexcited voice spoke from one side.

“Good morning. Miss Richards.” She whirled, recognizing Instantly the tones. “Good morning, Mr. Jones.” Higgins stood there speechless, gazing at the newcomer with dropping jaw. Jackson waited not a second after he had greeted Josie, but marched up to the belligerent foreman and stood facing him, small but determined, not six inches from the powerful, red-shirted figure.

Instantly the foreman’s manner changed. From the bully he became the fawner. "Oh, hello, Mr. Jones! I didn’t know you were In town."

“Yes, you did," said Jackson slowly, coldly; “Miss Richards just told you. I’ve beeh standing out there listening to what you had to say. I remember you, Higgins. The only good thing I remember of you was that you were funny when you had cramps In the swimming hole. You always were a grouch and forever nosing in other people’s affairs. Now, I want to tell you something. This plant belongs to me, and it’s nobody’s business whether I keep it, or sell it, or give it away. Do you understand?”

“Well,” said Higgins, half in apology, half dully, “the men asked me to come here and get the information.” “They didn’t ask you to come here and insult this girl, did they? Now, I’ll put you out of the office, and throw you 'out of the plant, and drive you out of the town if I hear any more red-fire talk out of you.” / He paused, and Higgins stood, quite humbled.

"The trust Isn’t going to buy this plant,” Broadway continued, while not only Higgins, but Josie, gazed at him intently, gratefully, startled by the overwhelmingly good news, “for the simple reason that it isn’t for sale, and you can go and tell the men I said so.” Higgins now was much abashed. “I’m sorry I was hasty, Mr. Jones. I didn’t mean to lose my temper.” “You don’t want to lose your job, db you?” . "No, sir." “Then go on; get out of here.”

“Yes, sir.” The big workman turned to Josie. “I hope you’ll forgive me, Miss Richards I know I’ve got a rotten disposition, but my heart’s in the right place.” “I understand,” said Josie, who had known him all her life.

*l’ll tell the men what you said, Mr. Jones,” he said to his employer—that employer who had, In the past, employed no one more important than a butler, a chauffeur, a Jap cook, or, temporarily, a waiter or a bellboy. It gave Broadway quite a little shock. “Gosh! What a relief it will be to them all! It’s made a different man out of me already.”

To their amazement he broke down, blubbering like a mammoth child. “Well, What are you crying about?” said Jackson, utterly nonplussed. “Because I’m happy,” said the contradictory Higgins. "There’ll be others to cry outside. You don’t know what it means to us—it saves our homes and families, too, maybe.” With that and still intently blubbering, he left them.

"Can you beat that?” asked Broadway, turning back to Josie. "He’s a nice, cheerful little fellow! I’d like to be around him a Whole lot!"

CHAPTER X.

There was another than the foreman who was happier than ordinary words would have expressed, now that Jackeon Jones had stated, with what Deemed to be finality, that he Intended to continue at the business which had made his fortune Bnd had made Jonesville. But Josie felt a strange need for reserve in her young employer's presence, a need which she had not felt the night before and one which she could not explain. Her impulse was to rush into ex travagance of praise after he bad sent the foreman out Into the works to tell the men that bo should not sell his

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patrimony to the trust, but for some reason which she would have found it difficult to explain fully she said ndt a word about it. Instead, she turned to him with matter-of-fact expression and the words of commonplace occasions. “Did you have a good night’s rest?” He felt like saying something full of emphasis, whether in access of joy or sorrow he was not certain, but he knew that any words which he could use to her would be inadequate to furnish him relief, and so hailed her commonplace question with a thrill of real relief. “My back is broken,” he said with an expressive grimace and a writhe. “Who named that hotel?” “The Grand?” He nodded with another serio-comic facial antic. She laughed. “Is It as bad as that?” “There are men in prison for doing less than running a hotel like that!”

Judge and Mrs. Spotswood.

Almost he made the revelation of their startling midnight wanderings, but caught himself in time. “Why don’t you open your uncle’s home?" “My uncle’s home?” he said, a little startled. , He had not thought of that. The suggestion probably did more to drive home definitely to bls inner mind the true significance of fils decision to take up the business than anything which had previously occurred. His uncle’s home!

After his father’s death it had been his home; it had been the only semblance of a home which he remembered, and his memories of it were harsh enough, In some details almost repellent His uncle had been hard; he had had but little understanding of boy nature; the house had been a sort of prison from which he could escape at intervals each day.

He had not even thought of opening it; it never had occurred to him that he could ever live another day of his life there. But ndw.she spoke of it, why not? The place was grim, old-fashioned, inhospitable, forbidding, as so many old New England houses are, and as so many more New England houses were ten years ago; but that atmosphere was more that of its occupant than that of the old place Itself. It must have been a joyous aad free-minded Jones who chose the site for it for it was very beautiful; it must have been an artist Jones who chose the plans for it, for its design was of that beautiful, pure old colonial which (barring skyscrapers) is the only architectural merit America hag yet originated, and than which nothing is more truly beautiful; it must have beau a social Jones who added the great wing to it, for in that wing were bedrooms, sitting rooms, and a great dining-room quite plainly meant to welcome many guests.

His memories of the house were gloomy and unattractive, for from it both his father and his mother had been taken to their final resting places, and in it he had spent few joyous hours. All the happiness of his youth in Jonesville were associated with the homes of others, public places, out-of-doors; he had heard very Uttlp laughter in the old homestead. But might it not house happiness? He realized that it would make an ideal setting for pure joy. Still, it was in Jonesville! That made him wince. “You don’t think it will be necessary for me to live in this town, do you?" She nodded. She was rather glad to feel that it was right tor her to nod. She would have shrunk from revelations of the sorrow which would certainly have filled her heart if it had transpired, now, that Broadway was not to remain in Jonesville. She even shrank frqm an acknowledgment of this In her own heart

“The business will need your attention,” she said gravely. He waved a hand which he tried to make appear as If dispensing privileges, but which, he knew, seemed more that of a shirker. . "Go right on with the business. Don’t pay any attention to me.” She looked at him very gravely. Then, dropping her eyes, she took some papers from the desk, went to a filing cabinet, deposited them with care in their allotted places, and slowly went back to her desk. As she re-

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turned she did not again raise her eyes te his. “Have you thought of what we talked about last night?” she asked. She made him most uncomfortable. He had begun to wonder, for the first time in his life, if, possibly, he did not have a conscience. He had never taken any obligation very seriously; suddenly it seemed necessary for him to consider many things with solemn, pondering mind. He did not like it. It distinctly made him nervous. What was the use of being heir to all his uncle’s property if riches brought the very thing which he had thought they might preserve him from —dull care? Had he thought of what she had said last night? He had thought of little else! Had that train of thought been started by any human being other than herself, he would'have bitterly resented the intense discomfort it had caused him. Even now his voice was peevish when he answered: “Have I thought of it! All I dreamed about last night was poverty stricken families crying for their food. Thousands of men, women and children chased me through the streets, out of the town and into a wild forest —where there was nothing but chewing-gum trees.”

She let her head fall back, and laughed. He was so funny! Yet she plainly felt that there was truth in his complaint. She believed he really had passed a most uncomfortable night Perhaps she was not very sorry that he had.

“Oh, I had an awful night” he mourned. “I could have slept this morning, but the Ladies’ Aid began to rehearse their minstrel show across the street so I got up and ordered breakfast"

Having gone thus far he stopped, as if there could be nothing further to be said, but she did not understand the reason for h)s sudden silence. "Yes?” she inquired. "Did you ever breakfast at the Grand?” he asked pathetically.

“No,” she smiled. “I dare you to!" he challenged. “It’s the best hotel in town. All the theatrical troupes stop there.” He nodd*ed grimly. "The troupes that play in Jonesville probably deserve it.”'

She did not quite approve of this. She was sure that she had seen some wondrous acting there in Jonesville. Had she not wept her eyes out over a new play, entitled "East Lynne,” the previous winter? Had not another novelty, whioh the bills announced came straight to Jonesville from a metropolitan run of many weeks, and which was known as ’The Two Orphans," held her spellbound for an evening? Had not the leading men in these productions been invariably very different in their appearance from any of the Jonesville youth, and therefore romantically attractive; had not the leading women worn enormous jewels and extraordinary, yellow hair which she had envied fiercely? Her own hair was rich, dark brown.

She looked at him sdtnewhat coldly. It was plainly time to turn from gossip to pure business. “I’ve worked all the morning with the auditor upon a statement which shows the year's business up to the first of this month," she notified him gravely. From an upper drawer of the big desk at which she had been seated she secured a long, formidable-looking paper and, rising, approached him with it “Do you care to go over it now?" He eyed it askance, as if it might have been a dangerous thing and liable to sting. Business! Should he ever really discover how to feel the slightest interest in it or understanding ot it? What a tiresome looking thing it was. , "No; not right now,” he told her, al-

HAD THE TIME OF HER LIFE

Woman in Sanitarium for Alcoholics Found Herself the Pet of All the Inmates.

"No woman knows what it means to be truly popular until she has dined at an alcoholic cure institute,” a woman said. “I acknowledge that that is about the last place on earth to go to seek popularity, but a colorless woman, who unfortunately has been denied popularity elsewhere is bound to find it at the institute. I did. I was not sent up as an alcoholic. 1 had a relative who had been persuaded to take the cure. As I was the only person on earth who had stuck to him through thick and thin, he urged me to see him through the institute ordeal. "I went I ate there with him. There were 14 other patients at the table, all men. The first two days the ordeal of eating three meals a day with 15 ‘dips' Bitting to the right, to the left, and tn front of mo nearly drove me crazy, but for the sake of my relative I stuck it out "Then I began to bo popular. I woo

most shivering. “I —Mr. Wallace promised to do all that for me." She put the statement back into her desk, a little disappointed. “Then he'll be here this morning?” “Yes; hell be here right away. JWi had to go to the barber shop.” HA laughed. “I shave myself, thank God!” he added fervently.

Her manner now became more serious and rather puzzling. It was not as if he had done anything which displeased her, it was not even as if she thought he might; it was only that of the delightful woman who is wondering if, presently, she may not think he might She was not suspicious, she suspected that she might suspect He knew it; men always know when women are beginning to wonder if they had not better very soon begin to wonder. It’s the only intuition mere men have. Presently, while he waited, acutely conscious that some unpleasant element had entered into the situation, but densely ignorant of its character; and while she calmly went about the business of her office management, at which, it may as well be stated now as ever, she showed unmistakable signs of perfect competence, she went to a complicated filing cabinet, extracted from it certain other papers, carried them across the room to the desk near which he had found a seat, laid them on that desk, then slowly turned and faced him.

"Do you know that Mr. Pembroke, of the Consolidated, Is here in town?” To her great satisfaction, which she would not fcr the world have admitted, he did not hesitate before he answered; he did not try to beat around the bush; he indulged in no evasions or delays of any kind whatever. “Yes, I know it,” he said promptly.

It may be that some detail in his tone or manner reassured her, at any rate her voice, when she spoke next, was free from a certain icy hint of criticism which undoubtedly had crept into it "Did he come here with you?” "No; he followed me here."

“Have you seen him?” She made no attempt to offer an excuse for cross-examining him; she evidently asked the question as an interested party who has a right to be informed. Was she not a citizen of Jonesville and an employe of the Jones Pepsin Gum Company?"

“No; I have not seen him, but Mr. Wallace saw him last night and turned down his offer, too.”

Instantly the reserve, which, intangible but perceptible, bad affected her, dropped from her. She was no longer In the least suspicious.

"Oh, I’m so glad!" she exclaimed cordially.

But he failed to note this circumstance; he failed,to ward against incoming danger. As a matter of fact he was not thinking of her as an employe of the Jones company, he was not thinking about Jonesville, he was considering his own pressing need for money and the delightful possibility that through Pembroke, in one way or another, that need must be relieved. He rose and paced the floor with light and hopeful tread, wholly without apprehension.

“We gave him to understand that we wouldn’t sell for less than a millton and a half.” He said this half proudly. Then, with the accents of a hoper: "We expect him here at eleven o’etoek with his answer.” Her face took on a puzzled and disapproving frown. "But you just gave your word to the men that—” Now he spoke definitely and crisply. No one listening to him could imagine that he did not mean exactly what he said; that he had not carefully considered every meaning of each syllable that he was uttering. (TO BE CONTINUED.)

the first woman who had dined at that table. The men braced up in my honor. They couldn’t do enough for me. At the end of the first week I was having the time of my life, socially considered. Imagine what it means for a woman whp has never been pestered by the attentions of men suddenly to find 15 men, well bred, well educated, most of them, striving to outdo each other in entertaining her, and not another woman In the limelight It was simply great."

Armenian.

The commemoration of the fiftieth centenary of the Armenian alphabet will remind those wbo know their "Romany Rye” of Belle’s remark, when the author tried to teach her Armenian, that it sounded more like the language of horses than of Imman beings. Armenian piles up the consonants terribly; thus, the word for “to kindle" is “prrigthsnel." An' Indeterminate vowel sound helps such aocumulations out; but even so Armenian is not a beautiful language. Few, as Sir Charles EMot tv, win think it pretty to call a girl “aghchlg," or one's parents "dottoghkh." <

Watching for the Lord.

By REV. JAMES M. GRAY, D D.

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wwvv TEXT—"Watch therefore: for ye know not what hour .your t Lor(L doth com*" Matt.

witness the words in I Thess. 1:», 10, “ye turned to God from idols to serve the living and true God; and to wait for his son from heaven.”

11. The difficulty of watching is illustrated in the drowsiness of the disciples in Gethsemane—" What, could ye not watch with me one hour?” (Matt. 26:40). The spirit was willing but the flesh was weak. A condition , of things quite as likely in the region of spiritual truth, if one may judge by the frequent appeals to Christians to awake out of sleep, see Ephes. 5:14; Bom. 18:11, 12; I Cor. 15:84; 1 Thess. 5:6. There are few of us who are not aware of this from actual experience, alas! As in the so in the spiritual sense, the we have te watch the more difficult a task it becomes. 5. L lIL The danger of not watching A seen in our Lord's warning to theV church at Sardis —“If therefore thou | shalt not watch, I Will come to thee as a thief' (Rev. 3:3.) “The thief cometh not but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy" (John 10:10). This last figure Is partly Interpreted by another In whioh Christ says: “But and If that evil servant shall say in his hqart, my Lord delayeth his coming; and shall begin to smite his fellow servants, and to eat and drinkwith the drunken; the Lord of that servant shall come in a day when he looketh not for him, and in an hour | that he Is not aware of, and shall cut him asunder, and appoint him his portion with the hypocrites: there shall be weeping and gnashing of teeth* (Matt. 24:48-51). IV. The accompaniments of watch* Ing are: (1) Prayer (Mark 13:33)—T0 pray aright is to watch, but surely he is. not watching who is not praying? Hence “men ought always to pray” (Luke 18:1. Not that we must eter be In the external attitude of prayer, as when the Pharisees loved to standing at the comers of the streets, but that our inward habit should be one of daily communion with God, for he heareth us always. W (2) Service —“loins girded about” (Luke 12:35). See I Kings 18:4«, Prov. 31:17, IS. It is the slothful servant who is not watching. The busy servant may not have the particular thought of his Lord’s return momentarily present to his mind, but it is nevertheless the underlying motive of bis activity. *’< (3) Testimony—“your lights burning” (Luke 12:35). He who is watching for his Lord’s return is speaking of It, witnessing for him. "Ye shineas lights in the world; holding forth the word of life” (Phil. 2:15, 16) others may see the way of life. V. The rewards of watching are:(1) Escape from danger—“ Watch therefore . . . that ye may be counted worthy to escape all these things that shall come to pass” (Luke, 21:36). Compare the context and the parallel passages with II Thess. 1:5-9. ft) Bestowal of divine honor- “ Blessed are those servants, whom the-.; Lord when he cometh shall find watch-A ing: verily I say unto you, that he shall gird himself, and make them to sit down to meat, and will come forth and serve them" (Luke 12:37). It is. of course, impossible to apprehend the meaning of this promised felicity (Isaiah 64:4); we simply know that our Lord's language implies an exaltation beyond bur highest thought. (3) Increase of power and opporfef nity. “Who then Is a faithful and wise servant, whom iris Lord hath made ruler over his household, to givd them meat in due season? Blessed it that servant, whom his Lord wheMr he cometh shall find so doing." ''r L -wi All bail, the Coming Son of God. He’s Coming back again, ' : b He’s Coming la the Clouds of heaven. , He’s Coming back again to reign! -L Sinners whose sins are washed away, .LNor left a single stain. Go. hall, the Advent of yonr Lord, He’s Coming back to reign! Let every kindred, every, tribe. 1 Free of Creation’s pain, 3 Aloud Acclaim His Welcome back* He’s Coming back to reign! Ah! soon with all the ransomed throe* I We’ll see the rolling cloud, and sMIO He's Coming back to retan! |

I. That for f McM wgj are to fMcfcdtaithe return ,of bur Lord and, Savior Jesus - f hrlst to this J earth.. W seem . shut up to this thought both Sy the context of the passage and the Jcß parallel places tn the other Gospels. It is, in addition, M the simplest teaching of the New Testament Scriptures generally—