Motion Picture Story Magazine (Aug-Dec 1913)

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46 TEE MOTION PICTVHE STORY MAGAZINE bottom of the car. A protesting gobble answered. ''That happened!" said Rosser. *'It was this way " And he told the story of the kids' Thanksgiving that had threatened to go turkeyless. "It's all been Josie, sir," finished the clerk. "God never gave a man a better wife. I dont deserve her — nor the kids " "Mine died," said the millionaire, suddenly. "She and our baby — twenty years ago." "I'm sorry." "You're a richer man than I am, Rosser." Then the other laughed out suddenly and brought his hand down on Henry's shoulder, friendly wise. "But you might be a bit richer still, without spoiling you," he said. "I've been looking for a man for the manager of my sales department — it's a fair job, at twenty-five hundred to begin with. How about it, Rosser? There, there — dont try to thank me, man. I 'm a business fellow, and this is good business for me. And here" — he pressed a crisp-feeling something into the clerk's trembling fingers — "buy the babies a bang-up spread for tomorrow, and, if you get time for it, remember, once or twice, that there's a man eating his dinner, all alone in one corner of the Waldorf, who would give every penny of his million dollars to be in your shoes. Maybe it will make you more thankful to think of that ! ' ' There never was such a dinner, such a sleek, brown mountain of turkey, pie and nuts and raisins! The children ate ecstatically, small faces luminous with holiday. ' ' Daddy, dive me some more dwumsticks, please ! ' ' "Gee! but I'll bet Shorty Rollins aint got a turkey like ours ! ' ' "I spec' God is awful happy today, doesn't 'oo, dsid-deef Over their row of bobbing heads the eyes of the husband and wife met, in an intimacy of happiness that had no need of words. El LOi^tjfeue. bit,yobiP \N^-\ A»^e ^of/rs^ for© <^"rr5ovie