Decatur Catholic High School - Tattler Yearbook (Decatur, IN)

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x --,-..H--...--..H...--....---.-..--TlIE fl-QTTI I R...... z ' 0 A 55001300 NO! It looked as though there were no one at honfe. There was no light in any part of the house, and the dark shadows crowding about, gave it an appearance that was at once grim and forbidding as if some tragedy were being enacted within its somber walls. During the day it had a smart and even gay appearance as befitted a council- man's rank, but now-it was dark, dark as the heart of a man who had just suffered a severe and killing financial reverse. From the inside of the house came the spasmodic mumble of voices, pathetic voices. Someone was crying. The crying rose in intensity of feeling. It was the voice of a woman. John, we simply can't go on like this. Not a cent to our name and bills, bills, bills. The grocer was here today and what- could I do. We owe everybody and we can't pay. Oh, I wish I were dead! No, dear. No, not that. Something will turn up. If we can only keep going for a few more months, perhaps-perhaps. He had patted her on the shoulder and tried to speak reassuringly, but his voice trailed o-ff into silence. Oh, if he could only think of some words of encouragement. But his voice failed him, and quivered as he spoke. Husband and wife sat in silence for nearly an hour, when a burst of grief sent tears gushing from the woman's eyes. John, the children. I can't bear to think of them being forced to quit school to go out to work, young as they are. I would rather end it all and A knock at the door. She broke off suddenly and dried her eyes with a tiny handkerchief. Her husband rose, switched on the lights and walked weakly to the door. Opening it, he saw nothing but a street light being drenched in cold 'blasts of rain. Something brushed past him. Shaking the mist fro-m his eyes, he turned around and saw a tall, well-built man with a large, squiare jaw, a broad forehead, and gimlet eyes, proceeding to divest himself of his wet overcoat. The stranger sat down and smiled. Perhaps you don't remember me. I represent the Rembrandt Construction Com- pany. I was here a month ago at a meeting of your council to submit my company's bid for the new asphalt streets which are to be constructed. As these bids were not sealed ones, perhaps, you remember that they took them under consideration. Last night they rejected our bid in favor of that of our keenest competitior. You were the one whose vote lost Us the contract. Now, heres the idea. We would do anything to secure this contract. Tomorrow night the council will make a final decision co-ncerning this matter. If we land the contract, we shall clear about S2,000,000.00, because, as you said at the meeting last night, our materials are inferior. Switch your vote and it means 5500.000 i11 your pocket. Five hundred thousand dollars! John! Sit down, dear. He tried to appear cool, but it was of no use. His face flushed and his eyes. burned in their sockets. S500,000.00! It would pay off all the debts and then he could live in ease, no worries, no cares, no troubles. He knew the materials of the company were worthless, but-Five Hundred Thousand Dollars! It was a fortune. John! Keep still, dear, I've made my decision. The agent leaped from his chair and grasped him by the shoulders. Will you do it? No. Get out of here. Q. ' ....... QQ Eighty ni re

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DUkKlN'S MODERN GARAGE --Distributor for-- Dodge Brothers Cars and Graham Brothers Trucks Phone 181 Thos. J. Durkin, Prop. Charles N. Christen 81 Co. General Building Contractors Decatur, Indiana Estlmates Furnished on Application. Ph 219 d 363 N