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THE ROCK ISLAND ARGUS. MONDAY, DECEMBER 10. 1910.
SYXOPSTS OF PItECEUIXG CILIP
TEKS. Nat Duncan, discharged for Incompe
tency by his employer, roes to th home
of his friend Kellors. who has helped hlra
In tha rast.
Kellose sympathizes with Duncan, wno
meets some of his old time acquaintances
at thchome of his filend-
KeiloSrs want's to help Duncan, who
d'.tc-ouraged, and outlines a novel scheme
whereby Duncan can repair his shattered
n I Tt e wrora is that Duncan snouid go to
a ';., ry town, dress well, go to church.
w ; ?adily and thus attract and marry
U. ..lttiieat Mjrl In th town.
' - tan decides to follow Kellogg'a iu
Fi :ion and with an array of newly mad
city clothes departs for and arrives at
Old Bam Graham runs a dilapidated
out of date little drug store In Hadvllle.
He has for years wasted his time on vari
Betty Granain. the old man's pretty but
careworn daughter, works In the store.
Mr. Llttlejohn. the Radville editor, be
comps acquainte4VEiih .Duncan.
"Blinky" Lockwood is tne richest man
In the village, and Duncan is Interested
to learn that the old miser has a daugh
- Duncan obtains a position In old Gra
ham's drug store without pay, for he
learns that the village girls, including
wealthy Josie Lockwood, are very fond of
Duncan advances money to buy a new
stock of drugs and soda sirups, so as to
nabla Graham to compete with the rival
lOE was scrubbing: bliDdly at the
same glass when, a quarter of
an hour later, Blinky Lock-
wood strode into the store, his
right eye twitching more violently than
usual, as it always does in his phases
of mental disturbance as when, for
instance, he fears he's going to lose a
Lockwood Is that type of man who
was born to grow rich.
In person he is as beautiful as a
snake fence, as nlluriug as a stone
wall. Something over six feet in j
height, he walks with a stoop, one j
hand always in a trousers pocket jin- j
gling silver. that materially detracts :
from his srrt'ire. His face, like his
figure. Is gaum and lanky, his nose an
emaciated bunk Uis mouth illustrates
his attitude tmvard property is a trap '
from whirls nothing of value ever es- ,
capes UN eyes are small ami hard
and set close together under lowering j
brows. lie's snzteii. with hair not ,
actually white. tnt gray as the iron
from which his heart was fashioned.
Aside from thes- characteristics, his
principal peculiarity is a nervous
twitfhiuz of the richt eye which has
earned him his sobriquet of Blinky. .
Legrand Gunu said he contracted the !
"9 ,Ji'" - v-j.:.v.--.
"I'M AFBAID NOT." ESE SATO.
affliction through squinting at the sil
ver dollar to make sure none of its
milling had been worn off. I have
never known the man to wear any
thing but a rusty old frock coat, black,
.of course, and black and shiny broad
cloth trousers, with a hat that has al
ways a coating of dust so thick that it
seems a mottled gray.
He grunts his words, a grunt to each.
He grunted at Betty when he saw her.
"Where's your father?"
She put down her glass and dish rag.
"I don't know, sir."
- "Don't know, eh?" he asked In an
Indescribably offensive tone.
"I think he went to the bank to see
"Oh. he did. eh? Did he have any
thing for me?"
The girl took up another glass. "I
don't know, sir, she said wearily.
"I'm afraid not"
"Well, if he didn't there's no use
eeeln' me. It won't do him any good."
"I guess he knows that." she return- j
ed. with a little flash of spirit.
"Does, eh? Well, that's a good thing
saves talk. You don't do no business
here, not to speak of. do ye?"
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"No. not to speak of."
"Then what's the good of all this
"1 don't know."
"Costs money, don't it?"
"I guess so."
"And that money belongs to me."
"It's Mr. Duncan's doing. Father
ain't paying for it. He can't."
"What's he doin". then? Slrtin
round foolin with his inventions, ain't
"What's he lnventln' now?"
"I don't know much about It." She
pointed to the model beneath the win
dow. "That's the last thing. I guess."
Blinky snorted and stamped over to
the window, stooping to peer at the
machine. "What's the good of that?"
he demanded, disdainful, and without
waifinn for her retionse went on nng
jriTi "J'imi!N!iiiss- rUaiV what it
Is Why don't you !!! him not to
w:i-ite his time this way?"
"Because- he likes it." said Betty
hopelessly "B's the only thing that
makes life worth while to him. So I
let him alone"
"What difference dops that make? It
don't bring him In nothin". does it?
No. siree. Ir don't. What does he d
with them things?"
"And then what?"
"Nothin" that I know of."
"That's It nothin'. nor ever will
Well, he's been gettln' money from
me for tho;e patents. I thought at
fust there might be somethin" In 'em.
But he won't any more."
She interjected a siguiiicant "Huh!"
lie broke off abruptly, pale with auger.
"Well, I want to see him. and 1 want
to see him before noon." he snapped.
"I'm goin' over to the bank, an' if he
knows what's good for him he'll come
there pretty darn quick."
He swung on one heel and slouched
out as Betty turned to go upstairs.
Presently she reappeared, pinning on
her sad little hat. and left the store.
It was upward of an hour before she
returned, walking quickly and very
erect with her head up and shoulder
back, her eyes suspiciously bright.
Even old Sam. who had returned from
the depot after missing Blinky at the
bank even he. blind as he ordinarily
was. saw instantly that something was
wrong with the child.
"Why. Betty." he cried in solicitude
as she flung into the store "Betty,
dear, what's the matter?"
For an instant she seemed speech
less. Then she tore the hat from her
bead and cast it regardlesly upon the
counter. "Father," she cried "fa
ther!" and gulped to down her emo
tion. "Can you get me some money?"
"Money? Why. Betty, what"
Her foot came down on the floor im
patiently. "Can you get me some
money?" she repeated In a breath.
"Well er how much. Betty?" ne
tried to touch her. to take her to his
arms, but she moved away, her sorry
j little figure quivering from bead to
i "Enough." she said, half sobbing
! "enough to buy a dress a nice dress
J a dress that will surprise folks"
i "But tell me what the matter Is.
: Betty. Wanting a dress would never
i upsefyou like this."
She whipped the cracked and crum
1 pled card from her pocket and pushed
il lnto h,s hnml
"Look at that!" she
bade him and turned away, struggling
with all ber might to keep, back the
He read, his old face softening.
"Josie Lockwood's party, eh? And
she's sent you an Invitation. Well,
that was kind of her. very klnd."
She swung upon him in n fury. "No
It was not kind. It was mean! It was
"Oh. Betty." he begged In consterna
tion, "don't say that. I'm sure"
"Oh. you don't know! I heard the
girls tallcin" in the postofiice Angle
Tuthill and Mame Garrison and Bessie
Gabriel. I was round by the boxes
where they couldn't see me. but I could
hear them, and they were laughln' be
cause I was Invited. They said the
reuson .Josie did. u was . because sli
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knew I didu't have anything to wear,
i and she wanted to hear what excuse
! I'd make for not goin'. Ah. I heard
' -Oh. but Hetty. P.etty." he pleaded.
! "don't you mind what they say.
' "Btit I do mind: I can't help miud!n
I They're mean." She paused, her fea-
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"NOW DOS'T SAT THAT."
cures hardening. "I'm goin' to that
party," she declared tensely: "I'm goin'
to that party, and and I'm goin to
have a dress to 'go in too! I don't
care what I do I'm goin to have that
Sam would hare soothed her as best
he might, but she would neither look
at nor come-near him.
"We'll see." he said gently. "We'll
see. I'll try"
She turned on him. exasperated be
yond thought. "That only meaus you
can't help me!"
"Oh. no. it doesn't I'll do what I
"Have you got any money now?"
i He hung his head to avoid her blaz
! ing eyes. "Well no cot at present,
j but here's this new stock and"
"That doesn't mean anything, and
yon know It. . You owe that note to
Mr. Lockwood. don't you? And you
can't pay it."
"Not today. Hetty, but he'll give me
a little more time. I'm stire. lie's
kind, very kind."'
"You don't know him He's as mean
:is mean as c!irr as mean as Josie.'
Then if you did get any money
you'd have to give it to liim. wouldn't
; you ?"
i "Yes. but I'm sure I think it'll come
' all right."
"Ah. vvhat's the use of talkln" that
way? What's the use of tnlU::i" '
Jll? I Know you eaift do .invttiing fcr
ti :inJ so do you!"
Sam had dropped into his chair, un
::l)!e to stand before this storm; he
stared r.ovv. uiuie with amazement, at
'iis -!:i!d who had so long, so un-
cotupla itiingly. shared hi- poverty and
privatum, rown suddenly to the stat
ure of a uo-;an -ami a tormented,
j passionate woman, sturg to the quick
by the injustice of her lot. He put out
a hand i:i a feeble gesture of plica
tion. Inn she brushod it away as- she
bent toward him. speaking so quickly
that her words stumbled aud ran into
' one a no? tier
1 "I can't understand it:
! "Why is it that 1 have
1 St-t V ;
"HE'LL COME PRETTT DAP.S QCICK.
shabby than Rny other girl In town?
Why is It that the others have all the
fun and I nil the drudgery? Why is
it that I can't ever go anywhere with
the boys and girls and laugh and and
have a good time like the rest do?"
Sam bent his head to the blast. In
his lap his hands worked nervously.
But he could not answer her.
"It nin't that I mind the cookin and i
doin' the housework and all the rest i
but why Is It you can never give me
anything at all? Why must It be that
every one looks down on tls and sneers
and laughs at us? Why is It that half
the time we haven"t got enough to
eat? Other men manage to take care
of their families and give their chil- i
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Useful Articles Are jMore Generally
There is comparatively little sale nowadays for the old
flood the stores Christmas time.
Every year more people are being converted to the sensible idea, that a useful gift
is more acceptable for Christmas gifts than Richter's furs.
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d;on things to wear. You've got only
: us two to look after, and you can't
even do that. It isn't right, it isn't
decent, and if I were you I'd be
j ashamed of myself"
Her temper had spent itself, and
i with this final cry she chocked abrupt
catch at her breath for
:SMrap Gf what ?he had lot herself say.
But. childlike, she was net ready to
! own her sorrow, and she turned her
; back, trembling.
Sam. too. was shaken In his heart
he knew there was just:3:-at!on for her
Indietnient. truth in what she had said.
And he was heartbroken for her He
: cot up unsteadily and put a gentle
hand upon her shoulder
"Why. Betty I"
A dry sob interrupted him. He pull
ed himself together and forced his
voiee to i tone of confidence. "Must
be a little patient, dear. I'm sure
i things vi!L, be better with us soon.
Just a little more patience: that's nil.
; Why. there was a gentleman hero this
: morning from Noo York city talkln'
about an invention of minp "
The girl moved restlessly, shaking
off his hand. "Invention!" she echoed
bitterly. "Oh. father! Everybody
! Knows they're no good! You've been
wastni" time on 'em ever since I can
i remember, and you've never made a
lollur o?it of one yet."
He bowed to the truth of this, theu
niain braced up bravely. "But this
gentleman seemed quite interested,
lie's over to the Bigolow House now.
I think I'll step over and have a talk
i with him"
! "You'd much better go and have a
I talk with Blinky Lockwood." she told
j him brutally. "He's waitiu' for you
: ar the bank and said he wasn't goin
! to wait after 12 o'clock neither!"
! "Well, perhaps you're right. I'll go
j there. It's after 12. but" He start
ed to got his hat and stopped with an
I exclamation. "Why, Nat! I didn't
know you'd got back!"
j Duncan was at the back of the store
j clearing the last remnants of the old
i stock from the shelves. "Yes." he said
j pleasantly, without turning, "I've been
here some time cleaning up the cellar
to make room for the stuff that's com
ing In. I came upstairs just a moment
i ago, but you were so busy talking you
didn't notice me."
He paused, swept the empty shelves
with a calculating glance and came
out around the end of the counter.
"Kverything's In tiptop shape." he
said. "I checked up the bill of lading
myself, and there's not a thing miss
ing, not a bit of breakage. Mr. Gra
ham." he continued, dropping a gentle
hand on the old man's shoulder,
"you're going to have the finest drug
store in the statp within six months.
With the stuff that Sperry has sent us
we can make Sot hern & Lee look
like 63 cents on the dollar. We're
going to moke things hum In this
old shop, and don't you forget it."
He laughed lightly, with' a note of4
encouragement. But he avoided Gra-
; ham's eyes even as he did Betty's. He
, could not meet the pitiful look of the
j former, any more than that stare of
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"It's good of you. my boy." Gra
ham quavered. "I but I'm afraid It
"Now don't say that!" Duncan inter
posed firmly. "And don't let me keep
you I think you said you were going
out on business? And I'll he busy
enough .right here."
i And. without exactly knowing how It
j had come about. Graham fouud him
; self in the street, stumbling downtown
j toward the bank.
I When he had gone Duncan would
I Lave returned to tin shelves for a final
redding up. He d'-sired least of all
I things an encounter with Betty In her
present frame of mind. With a sud-
den movement she throw herself in
front of Duucan.
"So you were listening!"
"I'm sorry." he said uncomfortably.
"I didn't mean to hear anything." he
argued plaintively. "I was In the
room before I understood and by the
time I did It was too late you had
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"'Oh. don't try to explain. I I hate
you!" she continued.
He held her eyes inquiringly. "Yes,
be said in the tone of one who solves a
puzzling problem. "I believe you do."
She looked away, shaking with pas
sion. "You just better believe it."
"But." he went on quietly, "you
don't hate your father, too. do you.
"What do yon mean by that. Mr.
"I mean." he said, faltering. "I'm
going to give you a bit of advice.
Don't you talk to your father again
the way you did just now."
"Well, you ain't me!" she cried sav
agely. "You ain't me! Understand
that? When 1 want advice from you
I'll ask for it. Until I do you let me
"Very well." he replied so calmly
that she lost her bearings for a mo
ment. And inevitably this, emphasiz
ing as it did all that she resented most
in him his education, wit, address, his
"IT'3 GOOD OF YOU, MI BOY." "
advantages of every sort only served
further to infuriate the child.
"Oh. I know why you talk that
way!" she said, rubbing her poor little
"Do you?" he asked in wonder.
"Yes. I do-you!"
Suddenly she found words poverty
stricken words, it's true, but the best
she had wherewith to express herself.
And for a little they flowed from her
lips, a scalding, scathing torrent. "It's
because yon go to church all the time
and try to look like a saint and and
try to make out you're too religious
for anything nr.d like to bear, yourself
givln' Christian advice to poor misera
ble sinners like me. You think that's
just too lovely of you. That's why you
said it. If yon want to know. Folks
wonder what you're doing here, don't
riiey? Guess you kuow that, and like
it too. It makes 'em look at you and
alk about you. ar.d that's what you
!ike. I could tell 'em. You're only
here to show off vour good clothes and
your finger nails arid the way you part
your hair arid find'nll the other things
you do that nobody In Noo York would
pay any attention to"
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A pretty good guess at that, he
"Yes, it is, and I know It and you
know it. Oh, It's easy enough to give
advice when you've got plenty of mon
ey and fine clothes and but"
"I understand." he said when she
paused to get a grip upon herself and
find again the words she needed. "Yon
needn't eay any more. The only rea
son I said what I did was because I'm
strong for your father and well, I
want.d to do yon a good turn too."
"I don't want your apologies."
"All right. Only think over what I
said seme time."
"I ha a good reason for saying what
"I know you bad."
"How do you know?"
"Because I'm not what you think I
"I guess you're not," she snapped.
"But I don't mean what you mean.
I mean yon think I'm conceited and
rich and don't know what trouble Is.
Well, you're mistaken. Many's the
time I've dodged round corners to
avoid meeting men I knew would In
vite me to have dinner or luncheon or
a drink of soda or something for
fear they'd find out that I couldn't
treat In return. Many a time I've gone
hungry for days and weeks and slept
on park benches until an old friend
found me and took me home with
She eyed him with attention.
"But it's your father I wanted to
talk about," be hurried on. "I'd bet a
lot he knows more than any other man
In this town. and. besides, he's a fine,
square, good hearted old gentleman.
Anybody can see that. Ouly he's got
one terrible fault he doesn't know
bow to make money. And that's
mighty tough on you though It's Just
as tough on him. But when you roast
blm for It, as you did Just now. you
only make him feel as miserable as a
yellow dog. and that doesn't help mat
ters a little bit. He can't change Into
n sharp business crook now; lie's too
old a man. Before lor.g he von't be
with you at all. and when he's gone
you'll be sore on yourself sure If yon
keep on throwing tt into htm the way
I heard you. end that's on the level."
"I I won't do It again." she fal
tered, twisting her hands together.
"Bully for you!" he cried and. with
an abrupt if artificial resumption of
his businesslike air. turned away to a
showcase to spare her the embarrass
ment of his regard.
"I didn't think." said the voice be
hind him: "I didn't mean to. Some
thing happened that almost drove me
"I kuow." be said gently.
After a bit she spoke again. "I'll go
tip and get dinner ready now."
He heard her footsteps a she
crossed to the door and opened It
There followed a pause. T!in she
came hurried' v back He ficed Hbo'it
to meet her eyes shining with wonder.
She grasped his urm tlm!d!y.
."I wanted to ask you." she said
hastily. "If was It this friend you
spoke about that found you In t'jo
pari; who set you ou the road to for
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in style and prices.
"That's what he said,1
j (To be Continued.)
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