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Photoplay Magazine
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there. Perhaps business at the factory — or something — but he will be here."
Mary suiidenly caught the look of concern in Lee's eyes. "Lee! I believe there is more than friendship between you and Jim!"
Lee tossed her head resentfully and denied it.
Jim came home all right and for a few moments made a spectacular and unexpected dramatic incident of the party. The pressure of his disgust with the washboard manufacturing business had been moistened, not to say inundated, with strong drink. Jim felt so much improved that he wanted to linger among the guests and be the life of the party, but the strong counsel and stronger arms of his father conducted him to his room. It was a bitter embarassment for Mary and perhaps a dash of unhappiness for Lee. But at any rate both girls were busy turning the attention of the guests.
When Jim awoke next morning the sensations in his head apprised him that a large evening had passed — an unusually extensive evening. He was unsteadily sitting up trying to fill a glass from a pitcher when his father entered the room.
"How do you feel?" The old man's manner was not unkind as he stood beside his son's bed. "Pretty tough, dad."
"I thought so." There was a pause, then the father went on. "Against your wishes you have tried for two years to manage the plant and you have failed — now, have you any plans of your own?"
"Yes, dad — I want to get away from all this — the factory, and the city — their environment don't seem to fit."
"Old Washboard" Pierce looked down on his son, sternly.
"If I have interfered in your progress I am sorry. From now on you may plan your own future."
"Thanks, dad, I'm leaving tomorrow." The answer came cheerily. "I can't tell you where, but when I am settled you will hear from me."
J.\MES ADDISON PIERCE, JR., stretched himself on the station platform and regarded the sign with evident satisfaction.
Human Stuff
N.^RR.-\TED by permission from the original photoplay written for Universal by Tarkington Baker. Scenario by Harry Carey and Reeves Eason. Directed by Reaves Eason with the following cast:
Jim Pierce Harry Carey
Lee Tyndal Mary Charleson
Boca Romero Fontaine Larue
SAGO
326.5 Miles to San Francisco 2168.0 Miles to New Orleans
Elevation 2480 feet. '. . . .
Jim looked about at the loafers around the station and grinned. Inside he engaged the station agent in conversation. ,:
"No, there ain't no real estate agents in Sago, but maybe the Sheriff can fix you up."
In due course Jim found the sheriff. "If I'm not mistaken, the Twin Hills ranch near here has been offered for sale?"
The sheriff looked at Jim deliberately.
"It was, but I sorter promised to hold it for Bull Elkins. He owns the adjoining ranch." "Have you given him an option?" "No — not exactly — come on in."
Inside the sheriff's office they made conversation and Jim spoke in the terms that will win any such argument — money.
Out on the Twin Hills ranch an interesting meeting was taking place. Bull Elkins, owner of the Circle X, rode in and (Continued on page 112)
A stormy scene followed with Boca pleading a sudden born infatuation, begging for consideration, begging tbat Lee be sent away.