The Son of his Father

that he, personally, had behaved like a first-class madman over the whole affair. How on earth was he to make one hundred thousand dollars in six months? It couldn't be do

come back on him by pointing the way

tly disgusted

e of humor-of a sort. No doubt his friends would have seen a tremendous humor

He had never considered it a vast sum before. But now it seemed to grow and grow every time he thought of it. Then h

e into a sweat as he suddenly remembered the Press. What wouldn't the Press do with the story. The son and heir of James Carbhoy, the well-known multi-millionaire, leaving home to show the world how to make one hundred thousand dollars in record time!

isturbed brain as he sped up Broadway on his way to say good-by to his mother and sister. He had been lucky in finding his father's high-po

o give her a chance in that direction. Their friends were wont to say that, for one so young-she was only thirteen-she was all wit and intellect. He felt that t

s of her household, and, in spite of the luxury with which she was surrounded, and which she never failed to feel the burden of-she was origina

r no inkling of the real facts. She would

as it until he was in the act of taking his leave that he warned them both that he was leaving the city for six months. He felt it was a c

ed, and it was with a great sense of relief that he

e found his man, Hard

aid in the level tones of a well-trained servant.

ardened

sharply, and flung himself into a grea

good

was movi

e here, I'm out. Send word down to

hoy had his own way of dealing with his affairs. Hardi

s,

ed out of

most painfully serious. He stared about him, searching the remoteness of his surroundings, his eyes and thoughts dwelling on the luxury of th

mmorality, his parties had been innocent enough. He had entertained the boys and girls of his acquaintanc

d lifted. Surely his own exertions as a business man was a broken reed to-- What about fail

It almost looked like it. And yet-- Had he intended this stake as his last? What a perfect fool he had been t

s cost half a dollar more than his father's, and the fact amused him. He cut the end carefully and lit it. Then he leaned back on the

g!" he

eared almos

moked a-five-cent cigar?"

cleared

to say, sir

don's eyes w

gure of sp

They must b

ardon, sir, I believe in some-ahem-low

the sanitary authori

us face of his devoted hench

you suggest for a

ope,

N

th,

t made up

three large trunks. The steamer trunk. Four suit ca

shook h

getting a man ready for a six months' trip-a man who sm

lids flickere

suggest the oldest suit I could find. You see, sir, it would be waste to give him a

is adjusti

, thank y

ive-cent-c

verdict ca

Also strong, warm under-garments, and a thick overcoat. One sp

e for that five-cent-cigar man. Now I want so

toast, or a little pheasant? What about

b sandwiches, and a bottle of domestic lager. Two things I hate-eternally. We must equip ourselves, Harding. We must mortify the flesh. We must readjust our focus, and outrage all our more delicate sus

thought of his master dining off two hideous club sandwiches and a

as much care for punctilio as though a formal banquet were in progress. Then came another vio

That unique combination of chicken, hot bacon and-and something pickly-why, it's great. And as for

leared hi

but I'll do my best. I'll consult the clerk

busy. I'll be a

ith an unusual diffidence, "Coffee, s

on s

hat with-'48 brandy? I'm astonished, Harding.

ith a laugh. Harding gazed after

olly a room of comfort, Gordon forgot his laugh. His mind was qui

private 'phone to his father's

s not what I rang you up for. It's about-finance. Ha, ha! It's a check for me. Did the governor leave me one? Good. Five thousand dollars, isn't it? Well, say, don't place it to my credit. Get cash for it to-mo

as he replaced the receive

picked up the receiver, gave the

set me chasing Broadway barking and foaming at the mouth. I said I'm going away on business, and it's so important that not even my mother knows where I'm going. Yes. Ah, I'm glad you feel that way. It's serious. Now, listen to me; it's up to you to do me a kindness. I'm going to write the mater now and again. But I can't mail direct, or she'll know where I am, see? Well, I can send her mail under cover to you, and you can mail it on to her. Get me? Now, that way, you'll know

himself up to a few minutes of figures. There was not a great deal of money to his credit at the bank, but it was sufficient

esting process, but one that took a vast amount of patience. He tore up letter after letter, photographs, bi

osition as one of his father's secretaries. He smiled as he glanced through it. It must be sent back to the office. He would hand it to

later Hardi

ut its middle, between his finger and thumb-"I succeeded in obtaining one. I had to take three surface cars, and f

nty cents, Harding-unless

n's expressionless

t I forgot about th

d with prete

t's-bad finance. We

'd taken your car, sir," said Hard

hirteen cents, and the p

s fingers and became thoughtful. H

sigh, his eyes painfully serious. "We've go

face never m

s,

ht a

s,

throat, and laid the oily

, I've given

on don't express it. I couldn't have kept up the farce of existence without you. Y

s,

ou ag

. That is

the movement was one of perplexity. It was the only ge

ar man," Gordon went on, disguising his regret un

ctful agreement came

t have to quit

s,

e-

come back, sir?" The eagerne

ope

s face b

ary employment then,

ed his throat, and held out tw

attan deposit. When that's done, get right along and report things to my father, and hand him your accounts for settlement. All my cigars and cigarettes and wine and things, why, I guess you can have for a

Thank you, sir. A

and get me cash for it, and bring it right along. That's all, except you'd better get me anothe

to his work, as, with an obvious sigh