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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, December 12, 1914, LAST EDITION, Image 19

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settled down to something there
would not be much prospect of a hap
py future for them.
When Mr. Brown called, a week la
ter, Nancy had a steaming pojt of
goldenrod extract upon the tabtejjand
he was quickly initiated into the mys'
tery of dyeing the fabrics.
"It seems too good to be true," said
the young man. "We thought those
vegetable dyes had been forgotten
long ago. I am authorized to pay
you this in remuneration." And he
handed Ker a crisp bundle of bills.
Nancy drew back. "Why, Mr.
Brown," she said, "everybody knows
how to make goldenrod dye. It isn't
worth anything really."
But he left the bills upon the table
and, declining to stay for supper this
time, departed. Whence had gone
Nancy loked at the money.. There
were five hundred dollars!
Breathless, she ran after the visit
or, but he was out of sight. And. so
she came back and wrote a letter to
the rug factory explaining that a mis
take had been made.
Her mother, though inclined to
agree with this view, was strongly
against Nancy's posting the letter.
It's a windfall." she declared. And she
began speculating what they should
do with the money. Fifty dollars for
new clothes, perhaps, and the rest to
start Jim and Nancy in their new
home. "That is, if you're bent on
having the fellow," her mother de
clared. That evening Nancy, radiant, ran
to Jim with a cry of pleasure and told
him what had occurred, showing him
the bills.
To her amazement Jim became al
most inarticulate with anger.
"Five hundred dollars for a trade
secret!" he shouted. "Why, it'B
worth five thousand at the least."
"But Jim, everybody knows how to
make goldenrod dye," Nancy protest
ed. Her protests, however, did not
assuage Jim's anger In the least. He
insisted that the letter should not be
posted and announced his intention
of suing the factory for ten times as
much. ,
"Well tell them that we stipulated"
for five thousand," he said, "and 111
take this lot Nancy, to make a first
payment on that cottage I spoke
Nancy flamed up "Jim, I won't
stand for anything of the sort," she
declared. "It wasn't worth anything,
and he was as honest as any young
man could be."
Here tears came to her aid and in
the bitter quarrel that followed Jim
Penny used words which were destin
ed to rankle in Nancy's heart for
many a day.
A few days later the young man
called again.
"We have received a letter from a
Mr. Penny, threatening to bring suit
on your behalf for five thousand dol
lars " he began. ''The company
sent me to investigate. Do you real
ly make such a claim, MisaMcLane?"
Nancy flushed hot -with shame.
"Mr. Brown, I don't want to take a
penny," she cried. "Why, I I gave
you the secret and "
sue orougnt tne money ana tnrust
it into his hands. "That shows you
what I feel about it!" she cried.
And it took the whole afternoon,
until supper time, before Mr. Brown
could convince Nancy of the value of
a commercial secret. In fact, it took
so long that Jim came in upon the
couple unawares as Mr. Brown was
explaining to Nancy after supper was
"Hum! I guess I see where the nig
ger lay," remarked the young man,
surveying the couple with a cool
stare. "Nan, if you're going to let
yourself be cheated out of your mon
ey by a swindler like that, all I Bay
is, I wash my hands of you."
Nancy got up with dignity. "Per
haps you would like to talk Jo Mr.
Brown alone." she said meaningly.
But Jim Penny beat a hasty retreat
Writing letters was more to his taste.
He wrote Nancy a long one after the
engagement "was announced. It con-

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