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voice broke ashe affectionately
patted her on the back. "And
now sit down, people. I've got
some, great things to tell you."
The lawyer, sorting over some
legal documents, smiled urbane-
"When. I came to Bridgeton an
abandoned orphan twenty years
ago," related the young man,
"you, Mrs. Driver, and your hus
band took me in.v Bless you!
Never had a boy better parents.
You, dear old Doc, spent many a
day picnicking with me and
teaching me how to orate, as you
call it. And you, Professor
Drexel, taught me all I ever
learned. When I started out
from Bridgeton four years ago to
seek my fortune, I made a solemn
vow. It was that I would never
forget my old friends if I met
"That's you, Henry," smiled
Lee Driver. "Well?"
"I am a millionaire," announc
ed Henry, and they all gasped. "I
have the biggest and best ranch
in Xew Mexico. I have a home
that is a palace, and I've come to
take you all out there. I have
quietly found out how life is go
ing with you here. I learn that
all the professor wants is books,
lots of them. All right a royal
library is waiting you- out at
Comfort Ranch, professor, and
you need never worry any more
as tcf money." v
"Henry! Henry!" cried the de
lighted old savant quaveringly.
"Is this some fairy story?"
"Not a bit of it," declared Hen
ry, "lou, Doc, he went on,
"have ".lways wanted to boss
something. Well, you shall be
superintendent of my big ranch,
and you shall demonstrate your
ability as an organizer and man
ager." "It s the chance of my life
time!" gasped the old political
"As to you," continued Henry,
turning a fond glance upon
Sarah;" nothing is too good for
you. I hear you have been in a
household rut so long that you
pine for a change you need to
try some (me else's cooking. And
Lee, here, working twelve hours
a day and allowed only on Satur
day nights to smoke indoors,
shall have a den of his own stock
ed with the best cigars in the
"He's romancing," sighed Doc;
"oh, sure he is!"
"No." dissented the lawyer.
"Mr. Bolton has deposited five
thousand dollars with me for
each one of you in case you get
tired of the new life he offers you.
All you have to do is to return to
Bridgeton and start in afresh, if
you are disappointed."
The new life of the four aston-t
ished legatees who had tired of
the humdrum of "Home, Sweety
Home," might deserve a lengthy j
exploitation. Briefly, all that.
Henry Bolton promised he car-
ried out. In the grand ranch
mansion Professor Drexel "Yevel-fi
ed in books and comfort. Old,.
Doc was free to spout and order,,
good-natured cowboys around alJ
day long. Lee Driver, dressed j
like a prince, used tvventy-five-v