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UP again. If they want to get new
positions in the meantime, all right
It's pretty hard,' three young fellows
counting on a steady situation being
thrown out this way, and I want to be
just all around."
So thus it was" settled, and the old
housekeeper at the Ross home grum
bled considerably at having three "big
boys" hanging around the house all
of the time, as she expressed it
Rogers, the bookkeeper, turned out
to be quite an exquisite. He dropped
Uito the new arrangement as though
he was accommodating some one. He
lay around smoking and reading in a
comfortable hammock most of the
time, hut was. always on hand for his
The old assistant manager, Mahon,
devoted most of his time to hanging
around the village billiard hall. Both
borrowed money from Mr. Ross, who
catered to their necessities 'and stud
ied them. '
Young Bert Delancy was restless
and' out of sorts the first day he ar
rived. He broke out into rebellion the
third morning. If it had not been for
the engaging presence of Elsa he
might have broke through the traces
"See here, Mr. Ross," he said in hiB
independent, off-handed way, "you're
a generoUs-hearted old man, but I'm
no sponger. I don't see why three
husky fellows like us should be de
pendent on you."
"Don't you want to resume your
old position when we start up busi
ness again?" inquired Mr. Ross.
"Surely, but I'm not "born to be
"AIL rightrJTl make a new bargain
with aUttlffefryou fellows. There's
a big garden to take care of, there's
wood to saw and all kinds of odd jobs
aboutjjie plaoe. Put in your time
about them and m pay a fair price
for the service."
Rogers regarded his well-manicur-,ed
hands and the rough garden tools,
shrugged his shoulders ahd. betook
himself to his hammock.
Mahop tried clearing some brush,
gqt a few thorns in his fingers and
hied him to the cue and ivories for
solace. " -v
Bert pitched in forthwith. He
mended the broken fences. He made ( '
the straggly garden look as if an ex- 1
pert had gone over it. One morning i
Mr. Ross came out to find him with j
saw and buck tackling a fqur-cord l
pile of Btove wood. j
The old man's eyes twinkled se- I
cretly. That evening when work was '
suspended, he stole out to the wood
pil and put a little clinking bag way
under the last log of the heap. lr
Bert rather liked the task. The f
wood was just behind the kitchen t
where the fairy-likeform of pretty
winsome Elsa constantly flitted. Sev- i
ral times she brought the worker a
glass of cool lemonade and then they !
had an enjoyable chat together. '
"See here, Mr. Ross," said Bert,J
two days later, "that wood is all saw-
ed and I found this-little bag under
the laBt log." 1
"Oho! you did?" chuckled the old'
man. "What's in it, now?"
"A dfajzen gold half eagles."
"That so?" chirped the old man. "I
reckon the fairies have rewarded you
for your industry. ,See here; Mr.. De
lancy, I put them there and you're
going to keep the"m."
"I don't like overpay " began
"There's better than that coming,"
announced Mr. Ross. "I've been
studying you, and that ladylike book
keeper, and that shiftless assistant
manager. You can have the positibu,.
if you want it" -;
Bert did not reply. His face grewj
so serious and thoughtful that Mr. "
Ross stared at him in wonder.
"Why!" Be exclaimed, "you don't
mean to say you turn down that kind
of a chance of a lifetime, da you?"
'It depends," said Bert deliberately '
"On what?" -
No on whom," corrected Bert.
"I'm a plain, blunt fellow, Mr. Ross. .
I'm half in love with Miss Elsa. EH