"On the other side of the sketch the fact that I'm as ignorant of
farming as the man in the moon is likely to rouse their suspicions. I'm
much obliged, Charlie, but my job's right here. I'm going to try to
raise something that I can haul to town in a wagon and get money for. I
haven't your business genius. It would seem queer to me to go about
asking people to take their money out of the bank to give me in exchange
for pieces of paper that might not be good in the end. And besides, a
good many of these country people swallowed the same hook when it was
baited with Sycamore. It's not a good time to try the same bait in this
neighborhood,--not for the Holton family, at any rate."
"Mossback! I tell you we're out of Sycamore with clean hands. Don't you
know that the big fellows in New York are the men who get in on such
promotions as this and clean up on it! I'm giving you a chance that lots
of men right here in this county would jump at. It's a little short of a
miracle that a trolley coal road hasn't been built already. And think,
too, of the prestige our family will get out of it. We've always been
the only people in Montgomery that had any 'git up and git.' You don't
want to forget that your name Holton is an asset--an asset! Why, over
in Indianapolis the fact that I'm one of the Montgomery Holtons helps me
over a lot of hard places, I can tell you. Of course, father had plowed
the ground, and the more I hear about him the more I admire him. He had
vision--he saw things ahead."
"And he came pretty near dying busted," observed Fred.
"But no man lost a cent through him!" Charles flashed. "That makes me
swell up with pride every time I think of it--that he took care of his
friends. He saw things big, and those Mexican schemes were all right. If
he'd lived, they would have pulled through and been big moneymakers."
They had been walking slowly towards Charles's machine.
"I'm not saying anything against father," said Fred; "but the kind of
things he took up strike me as dangerous. I know all about that
plantation and the mine, too, for that matter. I don't blame father for
sending me down there, but I wish I had back the years I put on those
jobs."
"Oh, rot! The experience was a big thing for you. And you got paid for
it. You must have saved some money--wasn't any way to spend money down
there."
"I don't keep an automobile," remarked Fred ruefully.
"By Jove, I can't afford it myself, but I've got to make a front. Now
those fellows--"
His companions were hallooing from the highway to attract his attention.
He waved and shouted that he was coming.
"Those fellows are in touch with a lot of investors. Nice chaps. I
promised to get 'em home for dinner, and I must skip. You'd better think
over my proposition before turning it down for good. I don't like to
think of your being out here all winter doing nothing. You might as well
take a hand with us. I'll guarantee that you won't regret it."
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