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"COD'S GOOD MAN"
4 By Alvah Jordon 'Garth
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
Fetlocks deep in mud, the old horse
which Adam Ross r.ode came to a halt
before the one officeouilding of Ash
ton and its twenty-years owner dis
mounted and sought out the office of
Lemuel Quigg, attorney.
"I've come to accept your offer on
that lot of mine," spoke Ross quickly
and eagerly, and the ferret-faced at
torney smiled covertly as he said:
"Too late, Mr. Ross."
"But last we6k "
"As agent of the new railroad com
pany I offered you $1,000 for the
property. You held -for $1,500. Since
then we have changed our right of
wayf so your property is not neces
sary. 'iRoss looked gloomily disappointed.
He sat fidgeting and worried. Quigg
eyed him speculatively.
"See here," he observed finally. "I
am friend enough of yours to tell you
that as soon as construction work is
d.one your lot will be, a worthless piece
of realty, hemmed in by a network of
tracks. You can never sell it. The
company might take it to use as a
siding space. I don't know, T)ut I can
fry. One thing, though, they would
HjOt give you more than $200 for it."
"Why, that's sheer robbery!" vo
The lawyer shrugged his shoulders
indifferently. Ross reflected, his face
gray and desperate.
"All right," he said, finally in a sub
dued tone. "If you can get me $200
cash by the end of the week I'll take
it. For Dot's sake!" he whispered to
himself, as he left the nlace with
bowed head and pain-driven eyes.
Dot Dorothy, his only child, his
spoiled pet. Selfish, unruly Dot,
whom he idolized, motherless now,
and that made him the more tender
and pliable. She had married a year
previously. Her husband was well up
in society and her whole lieing was
centered on fashion and "extrava-,
gance. Her father had almost im
poverished himself to give her a royal
wedding gift. Since then Dot had
drawn on his resources constantly.
Only the day before she had met him,
childishly pouting because she wished
to give a party to outvie st social rival,
and Vernon Dale, her husband, could
not afford the expense.
As usual, her father agreed to stand
in the breach. She nee'ded $30D. Sat
urday evening she received it, al-
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"Too Late, Mr. Ross.
though Ross had drawn his last hun
dred dollars from the bank to make
up the amount.
"Old Dobbin, the little house on
leased ground I live in and my acci
dent and life insurance all I have
left," he ruminated," '"but the party
means happiness and pleasure to Dot
and I can get 'along some way.
But in this the devoted father was
in error. One morning about six
months later Dorothy came to him in