Fame And Fortune Weekly (no. 777) (1920 08 20)

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10917 AUGUST 20, 1920. 7 Cents WEEKLY pricamalo OF BOYS THAT MAKE MONEY. Yoo Lucky To Los oe or A Boy WITHA Wiens Sa ; | asSTORY OF WALL STREET) pytAnSeLe MADE HA No. 777. >, . “Half of my money is gone!” cried Farmer Wheat, in consternation “What'" exclaimed Bob ‘Maybe your uephew can account for it? ‘Don't you dare insinuate that I took any of my uncle’s money™ shouted Phil. shaking his fist at Bob

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY Issued Weekly—Subscription price, $3.50 ear; Canada, $4.00; Foreign, $4.50. Harry EB. Wo Publisher, West 23d Street, New York, Ry Entered as Second-Class Matter, October 4, at 2 = the Post-Office at New York, N. Y., under the Act of March 3, 1879. 4/ hr Jat Ale dn 241 1928s NEW YORK, AUGUST 20, 1920. Price 7 Cents TOO LUCKY TO LOSE Or, A BOY WITH A WINNING STREAK No. 777. : BY A SELF-MADE MAN Farold G. CHAPTER IL—Bob Sterett and Phil Sketchley. “So, you’re g back to the city in the morn- ing?” said Phil Sketchley, pausing in his work of hoeing the potato patch and looking enviously at Bob Sterett, a well-dressed, athletic-looking fel- low, who had been spending his two weeks’ va- cation at the farm of Phil’s uncle, Amos Wheat, up in Sullivan County, New York State. * Yes, I’ve got to begin the old grind again,” re- we Sb agree: “ a = “Why do you call it the old grind, as if you didn’t like it?” said Phil. “Well, I don’t like it. I’m tired of running around Wall Street carrying messages to bro- kers, and doing all sorts of errands.” “I wish I had your job. I’m dead sick of farming. There’s nothing in it,” said Phil, in a discontented tone. “Your uncle has been a farmer all his life and . he seems to have made money,” said Bob. “At any rate, he owns this fine farm, and' another he has‘rented out, and he’s got money in the village bank, and a bunch of Government bonds. As you’re his only relative, I understand, it will prob- ably all come your way some day. I don’t see that you have any cause to kick.” “Both farms were left to him by his father, and J’ll bet he got some of his money that way, 3 too. He worked like a nigger when he was young ' * and the farms didn’t more than pay him for what he did. He wanted to cut his stick, just like me, but his old man wouldn’t let him. Then he got married, and the farms came to him, and ; that settled his city notions. He’s stuck to his _ farm ever since. [ wasn’t brought up in the country. -I was born in Syracuse, which is some- z thing of a town.. My mother was Amos Wheat’s sister. She had a half interest in the rented farm, but had to sell out because she and dad n the money.” “Mr. Wheat bought out her interest, of course?” g earn my livin "got all her hal of the rented farm — mother and father are both dead, I be- is, but the old man is in Auburn.” ther came you to leave him if you don’t like lifer” ‘e Lorang . N. ¥. nter, “Becaust” — wn out on my uppers, and if Uncle Amos hadn't sent for me, I suppose I’d have been a kind of tramp.” “How so?” asked Bob, in surprise. “Why did your father shake you?” “Because he couldn’t help it.” “Why couldn’t he?” “T’ll tell you if you promise not to say any- thing about it.” : “Of course, I won't say anything about it.” “Well, my old man is in the State prison.” “He is?” ejaculated Bob, rather staggered by the news, and somewhat surprised by the cool and indifferent way in which Phil Sketchley im- parted it. ; “Yes, he is.” : : “What crime was he guilty of ?”__ “He was cashier for a furniture house in Syra- cuse, and he always thought the firm gave him a shabby salary, and as my mother was sick for a long time, and it cost more than he could afford for doctor’s bills and other expenses, he got into the habit of pinching a few dollars out of the till now and then. When my mother died he inched more to pay the undertaker, and the habit being on him, he continued to pinch, for some day he intended to skip out to Chicago and start in Fe Bs for himself. He got sick, how- ever, was away a week, and during that time the firm discovered that he had been soaking them right along for a year or two. Then they had him arrested and-sent him up, and there he is, and he’s likely to stay there for a while yet,” said Phil, without showing any great regret at his father’s unfortunate position. Bob had not been particularly attracted to Phil Sketchley at any time during their short ac-~ quaintance, but he thought a whole lot less of him from the indifferent way in which he spoke about his father. Sketchley Senior had gone wrong, but that was no reason why his own son should not sympathize with him. _ : “When your father was sent to prison, leaving. you alone, your Unele Amos took you here to work on the farm?” “That’s the identical ticket,” said Phil, . “How long have you been here?” v4 “Six years.” “= “This was your first experience on a farm?” “Yes, and will be my last. I don’t intend to ; oy here long.” <= “- “Tf I were you, I wouldn’t offend your uncle = by running away. He’s well off, and it’s to your he interest to stand in with him.” =¥ a “Maybe it is, but I ain’t his only relative.” as 3 ~ i ae ee

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2 TOO LUCKY “No? I thought from the way I’ve heard him allude to you that you were.” “He’s got another sister who ran off -with an artist that boarded here about eighteen years ago. I guess he ain’t forgiven her for doing it, for he never speaks about her. She’s got a third inter- est in the rented farm yet, for she never sold out. I know that if I don’t know much else about his business. I'll tell you how I know it. I’ve seen his books where he’s kept a regular account with her. There’s quite a bunch of money com- ing to her.” “Which he hasn’t sent to her, eh?” “He’d like to, I guess, for he’s particular in squaring up what he owes every year, but he doesn’t Stee where she’s living. Hasn’t seen or heard from her that I know of since she skipped out.” “Kighteen years ago?” “About that. I guess she must be well fixed and doesn’t want it.” “Most people like to get all that’s coming to them, no matter how well fixed they are.” “Bet your boots they do! I wouldn’t let any- thing get away from me if I could help it.” ~ “So your aunt married an artist?” ~ “Yes. He used to paint pictures of ‘the coun- try, and I suppose that’s what got her stuck on him. “She thought he was something better than a farmer. I don’t blame her. She might be liv- ing on Fifth Avenue, New York, with a lot of servants to wait on her and her kids for all my uncle knows. If I was him I’d look her up.” - “Do you know the name of the man she mar- ried?” “His name was Dale. I don’t know his first name. Might have been Henry, or Clarence, or some high-falutin handle such as artists have once in a while because they think themselves better than the rest of the crowd.” “I'll look up the name in the city directory when I get back to the city, and if I find there’s an artist by that name in New York, I'll send you his address and you can give it to your uncle to use if he feels like it,” 3 “All right. Say, if I come to the city you can get me a job in a broker's office?” “I. hardly think I could,” replied Bob, who ~~. didn’t care to stand sponsor for Sketchley. _ “You're rather old to begin as a messenger, and _ you couldn’t very well get a clerkship without <. rning the rudiments first. I’ve been a messen- wae ger for three years, and acted a while as margin ' . glerk in the office while the regular clerk was '_. home sick, but I haven't got to be a steady clerk yet, though I know a lot more about the busi- - ness than many clerks. You see, I’ve watched __ how business is conducted in Wall Street, studied _ the financial papers, and paid attention to every- thing that came my way. I intend to be a broker some day, and I mean to be a good one when I start out.” : ; ~ “Do you know how to buy and sell stocks yet?” “Oh, yes. I’ve got that part down fine. I’ve =e made nearly $1,000 by speculating on the out- = rt aS as - “Is that so? There’s a lot of money in it, isn’t there?” fg “Yes, if you're lucky and know the ropes well.” “Tell ie ioe s done”, the modus TO LOSE followed himself, and Sketchley declared that it Was so easy he could do it himself. “Yes, it’s easy enough to buy a stock, but the thing is to know whether the stock is worth buy- ing. The only stocks there is money in for spec- ulation are the active ones. Unless you keep well informed about them, and in touch with the tone of the market, and abreast of a lot of other information that’s going on all the time, you are liable to buy a stock at the wrong time. If the price goes down when it’s on your hands, you are very likely to lose money by the specula- tion. “I suppose,” admitted Phil. “I guess a fellow can learn the ropes by mixing in with other spec- ulators, and watching what they do.” “You might learn some of the ropes that way, but you’d find the experience rather costly.” “Couldn’t I learn something about the market by reading the Wall Street papers?” “Yes, if you understood the meaning of what you read.” 3 “What’s to prevent me from understanding it? I’ve been through the public school. I guess I can understand what I see in the papers.” “Well, a fellow ought to grow up in Wall Street to understand the news of the Street intelli- gently.” “What do you mean by growing up in Wall Street ?” “Why, hold a job with some broker for several years, and keep his eyes wide open and his brain on the alert. Then he’s bound to get familiar with the way business is conducted. You can’t know too much in any line of trade or profession if you hope to make a success at it. I guess I'll go over to the house. You’ll never get your work done if I stand here and talk to you.” ; “Oh, shoot the work. I don’t care if I never get it done. I’m going to the city just as soon as I can get away. Don’t be surprised if you see me down there before long,” said Phil, nodding his head in a confident way. “J think you’d better stay where you are. There’s more in it for you, in my opinion. It isn’t every fellow has the chance you have of coming into a fine farm, as well as an interest in another, and probably:a snug sum of money be- sides. ‘The $1,000 I have would iook like thirty cents beside it.” Thus speaking, Bob nodded and walked off to- ward the house, hoping sincerely that he’d never - gis on to welcome Phil Sketchley to New or CHAPTER II.—A Thief in the Night. Bob found an old maid school teacher ‘from New York on the porch reading a novel she had brought with her from one of the public li- braries. She was the only other boarder at Farmer Wheat’s. She had been there a mo: and expected to stay two weeks more. She’ taken quite a shine to Bob, and liked to talk with him, She was sorry he was going away in the morning, and told him so. Bob took a chair and talked with her till tea time. Bob went out in the yard with the farmer, who showed quite a fancy for the bright Wall street boy. The farmer was interested im Wall Street, — 3 a“ $ 22 After that meal 7

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fa TOO LUCKY TO LOSE timately acquain have take ash novelty of the thing. He could afford a luxury of that sort, even if it produced no results, or even was. a positive loss. There was hardly a day during Bob’s ‘stay that he and the farmer had not talked about Wall Street, and Bob was so well informed, in the farmer’s estimation, at any rate, that the agriculturist believed he was the equal of the average broker. Farmer Wheat learned from _ Bob more of the ins and outs of the financial dis- = font Lis brain * found the school Ble Pike || , , vee Bs wi bull + as ~~ 4 z slightly ajar ae? mis gerne feet, with a candle in _ . Phil Ske of a top drawer that looked~like . moment later he shut the drawer, locked it, and, — trict than he had ever dreamed ‘of before; and the knowledge rather tickled him, During the winter he would be able to blow off before his friends, and he guessed they would re- pan with alot more respect.. He was sorry Bob was leaving in the morning. He would have been glad to have boarded him free for a month just for his company, which is going some for a farmer. 5 “J’ll be down to New York before long, Mr. Sterett,” he said, as he and Bob crossed the yard toward the big barn, “and I'll call in and see you.” “T hope you will, Mr. Wheat,” replied Bob. “It will give me great pleasure to show you around town.” After some further talk, di which the farmer attended te various matters that he never let get by him, they returned to the house and seated themselves on the ais eae where they teacher tal with Farmer Wheat’s housekeeper, for the farmer was a child- less widower. o'clock At - nine schi room. and Phil remained till ten and then Bob said he was going to turn in, as he had to get up early to catch a train. Half an hour later the house was still and everybody presumedly asleep. Bob wasn’t, though. He had just finished packing his suitease and a small grip, and was undress- ing himself by the light of the moon which shone ‘in at his: window. At that moment his sharp ears heart a stealthy step out in the landing. It paused outside the door of his room for a few ‘moments and then went on. Bob openéd his door ‘and looked out. Walking along the landing in his hand, was ey. The Wall Street boy saw him -- < pause outside his uncle’s door ‘and listen, then he opened the door cautiously, looked in, and fimally entered, closing the door after him. to?” thought “Bob, “7 wonder what he’s u t inki er suspicious.- -his movements ra -. A minute or two passed and Phil did not re- urn. Then Bob ventured down the landing and Beeped through the keyhole of the door. He saw if at his uncle’s bureau, taking something ont ld coin. A on a hi Then he picked up came somena the door. Bob hast- d_his door abreast of 3 it, when he opened it suddenly. Sketchley ut- tered an ejaculation and dropped the candle. “What's the matter?” asked Bob. “Did I seare you y dad : a Phil, picking up the candle with a “Yes,” said trembling “Come-in here. I want to see you,” said Bob. “What do you want? I thought you were asleep,” “Come in. I don’t want to disturb Miss Black, whose room is opposite, by talking in the land- ing.” ¢ He held the door open and Phil reluctantly en+ tered. “I’m in a hurry to get to bed. I’ve got to take you to the station in the ag ey said Phil. “Your uncle has been in bed these two hours, ley, how came you to go in his room?” “I wasn’t in his room, I just came upstairs,” said Phil. “What you think I was in there?” “Because I saw you.” “You saw me!” cried Phil, his face turning a rag PO green. : es, I saw you go to his bureau, open the drawer, and take some money—gold ss han it. Are you i e pinching game that ee pore father. to State prison?” | glared at the young Wall Street boy as though he would have liked to choke him. He was rather dull witted and for the moment he couldn’t think of any available excuse to cover up con “Do you call me a thief?” he said, in a hoarse whisper. “It looks like it, but perhaps I’m mistaken. If u'll take that money right back and replace it the drawer I’ll feel that I was mistaken, and that I really didn’t see you do anything out of way. “That money belongs to me,” said Phil. “I won’t dispute your Bi @ but I think your uncle would prefer to have you ask him for it than to have you take it on the sly.” ‘“Are you going to tell him in Yay “Not if you return it; otherwise I might con- sider it my duty to tell him that I dreamed I saw somebody enter his room in the night and help himself to a part of his funds.” ‘ If you give me away I'll be ruined. I want that money for a certain purpose. When I get through with it I’ll put it back,” “I'd rather see you put it you can do as you choose.” Bob's tones spoke volumes, and Phil gave up.. “YV'll put it back,” he said. , {I don’t think you could do better.” Phil started to leave. “Good night,” said Bob. “fll tell your uncle about my dream in the morning. He'd probably - look in his drawer and count his money. If he finds it all right he’ll know that it was only a dream and you won’t be suspected.” Phil muttered something under his breath and departed.” Bob chuckled. : “He'll put it back, but I’m afraid he’s started back now. However, on the road his father followed with such unfor- é tunate results. He appears to be a chip of old block. I’m afraid he’ll never come visite rote uncle’s property.” : ee Bob finished undressing and went to bed. Ye

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oe CHAPTER III.—Bob Buys Worthless Stock. Bob reached Weehawken about noon next day, crossed the river, and took an elevated train for downtown with his small grip. He had turned his suit case check over to the transfer company so that article would be delivered at his board- ing-house in advance of his arrival there. When he reached the office where he was employed he reported himself to the cashier. Then he was surprised to learn that his employer was dead and buried. He had expired suddenly of heart failure at his cottage in the country two days af- ter his messenger started on his vacation. “He seemed to be healthy enough when I saw him last, on the Friday before I left the city,” said Bob. “He’s the last person I’d expect to hear had died in a hurry.” ; - “No one expected him to die,” said the’ cashier; “put he’s gone, just the same.” “Are you running the office now?” : “Yes, I am in charge under the direction of tthe executor.” : “J suppose the business will go on just the same?” : - “T couldn’t tell you what the executor’s mten- tions are concerning the office. He might wind _affairs up: I suppose it will depend somewhat on the wishes of Mrs. Blakeley.” : = “Well, I’m ready to attend to business, Mr. = Brown.” _ : Bob took his seat and waited to be called upon. - Jt was ‘the end of August and things in Wall Street were slow. At one o’clock Bob went to Junch, and during the afternoon he had little to «Goldfield Exchange at four cents a share. There = was nothing striking about the news, and the boy forgot it as soon as he turned to the next item. -- Later in the day a ag ga man came in ~ and asked for Broker Blakely. _ “He’s dead,” Bob told him. ; as pi, + hands and that its prospects were rather unsatis- factory.” ‘ “H’m! I suppose that accounts for the turn- down I’ve been getting.” a “Very likely. Still I should think you could get something for the stock, for it was quoted in yesterday’s Goldfield market report at four cents a share.” “Every broker I’ve called on said it had no market.” “Well, if there is no demand for it of course its market value counts for very little. How much of it have you got?” “Twenty thousand res.” “That's quite a block,” said Bob, in some sur- prise. “But if you can’t find a purchaser for it, it’s a dead asset on your hands.” “That’s just it. If it’s quoted at four cents a e Goldfield Stock Exchange, why can’t I get two cents for it in Wall Street?” “Probably you would get the full value if any- body wanted it; but what nobody wants has no _ tangible value, no matter what it may intrinsi- cally be ~ -orth.” = “Yes, taat is so. Here I am worth, on paper, $800, and yet I can’t sell the stock for the price ~ of a meal and a night’s lodging.” ; “That’s stretching the case a little too far. Still if the mine hasn’t any prospects, what good is the stock?” “No good, I suppose,” said the shabby man. “Are you really so very hard up?” “Tam. I haven’t got a cent.” “Well, here is a quarter. Go and get your dinner. Then make another effort to get the best price you can for the stock. What did it cost you?” : “Five cents a share.” “That was $1,000. It was a bad investment, I guess. How came you to buy it?” “I was out in the diggings at the time the mine _Wwas put on the market as a promising prospect. I had a few thousand dollars then. .That was three years ago. I went over to the mine and looked at it. I have been a prospector most of my life. and the property looked good to me. So I went in with a number of others and bought up the first 100,000 shares. After the money was used up, another 100,000 was sold in small lots _ to probably fifty people. Finally a third batch — of ‘stock ‘was issued. 1 then lost faith in itand finding I couldn’t sell out in Goldfield, or any-

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TOO LUCKY .TO LOSE 5 where in that vicinity, I came East to see if L could get rid of it here. I was taken sick soon after I got here and was taken to the Bellevue Hospital, where I've been ever sinee. I was dis- charged this morning and I thought I would be able to sell some of the stock to tide me oven but the prospect doesn’t look very encouraging. _ Much obliged for the quarter, young man. I'll eall and pay it back if I sell the stock. I'd be glad to take $100 for the whole bunch.” “Well, see what you can do with it. If you fail to sell it even for $100, call and see me. I might buy it on a chance,” said Bob. : “Will you? Ill let you have the thousand A shares I've got with me for $5.” “No. You might get more from some broker. If you can’t drop into the office about half-past - three and I'll give you $5 for the certificates.” ~ “All right. If I don’t call, you'll know I’ve sold - it for more than that.” _ Thomas Jones then started for a cheap res- taurant on William street and Bob went on to z turned up. : : ae * the same as I learned my lessons at school, for the ultimate benefit knowledge.” “Are messenger expected to do that?” “I can’t say that they are. I never was to dovit. I took to it for my own ‘benefit, think I’ve been the gainer by it.” “I hope my uncle doesh’t order me “It isn’t in 3 carry messages S going on in W I expect to reap from the A>

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gone u sratul f - ery TOO LUCKY TO LOSE “That stock a up a ie" points Fi ve ~ Strength of that, if it is true. must e the chance and get next to 100 shares. I ought to = three months’ wages out of it,” thought The employees came trooping in, but Bob con- tinued to read the financial news. The boys went out together in twenty minutes, but before they left the office Bob took an envelope addressed to himself out. of the safe. ; : “Say, you know where the Mills Building is,” said Bob. r “Sure I do.” ‘ en you don’t need me to pilot you. I’ve got little business to attend to. I'll meet you here ‘about fifteen minutes, and we’l] return to the office together.” ~ “All right,” said Willie, and he started across to the head of Broad street. Bob then made a bee-line for Nassau street, hurried to the little bank and ordered 150 shares of D. & L. to be bought for his account, though he had at first only intended to go in on 100. The stock was quoted at 150. The boys were kept fairly busy that day, but Bob found plenty of opportunity to get a sight of the ticker and keep track of his stock. By three o’clock D. & L. had gone up three points. ce : t puts me $450 to the good. Over a year’s wages in a day,” he said to himself, when he not- ed the closing figures. “Who would be a mes- senger when. he could make money like that? Not me, at any rate.” D. & L., went up three more points next day. Bob heard the brokers discussing the rise, which they ascribed to the statement made by the pa- per. “It will hardly go any higher,” said one’t er. “I’m going to sell at the present figure.” The other broker agreed. that it was well to sell at iat pecs They —_ — a to ret of their stock, ought it was a good time to sell, too, as he had no idea at all what the stock would do next. He found no chance to- so to work until an ee D. =. L. had p another point. He pu s order, con- ating himself that the delay had put $150 extra in his pocket.. The bank settled with him on Saturday morning, and his profit on the deal amounted to $1,050.. At half-past twelve he re- ceived his last pay envelope from the cashier. _ “I’m sorry you're going, Bob,” said Mr. Brown. “Tt seems a shame that you are the only one who tes lost his position by the change.” . “Don’t you worry about me, Mr. Brown. I ~ on’t Tose we by it. ime made more wegen + jaweek -you have paid me in wages for iwo and a half,” said Bob cheerfully. “You have? How?” , _ “On D. & L. I bought 150 shares on Wednes- before the rise, and I sold it.on Friday. as an- advance of seven points. I made a little _ yer $1,000. That is how I did it.” ‘ ; the little bank and took his seat in the big rece tion-room facing the. blackboard on which day’s quotations would be chalked up during the five-hour session of the Exchange. It was then about half-past nine and, there were a fair num- ber of customers and visitors already present. An hour later the room would be pretty full. He got talking with the man in the next seat, who turned out to be a veteran of the Street. He was grizzled and gray, and his clothes were kind of threadbare, but once on a time he was worth over $100,000, and was 2 welcome visitor at many bro- kerage houses where now he would not be noticed. Bob told the man how he had been a messenger - for. three ex in a broker’s office, and how he lost his job. He also told him how he had begun to speculate on $50, and his capital had crept up to over fifty times his original stake. Long be- fore he reached that point the Exchange had com- menced business and the morning’s quotations had begun to make their appearance on the black board. Several days went by before he saw any- thing worth taking a hand in; and then he bought 100 shares of North Central at 80. This was a small road which having been recently gobbled up by a big trunk line, was now quite active. It os up and down a few points at a time. ’ Bob having observed its movements since Mon- day, bought it immediately after a slump; and sold it the same day after it had gone up three points. Once again he was successful, clearing / $800, which he regarded as a fine week’s wages, and which raised his capital to $3,000.. There were many buyers at the price at which he sold, and they all lost when it took another tumble. . He went into it again on Monday morning, buy- ing 200 shares this time at 79. “If you follow my lead I think you’ll win,” he told the veteran with whom he-had struck up a regular acquaintance. “North Central is down now as low as it generally goes. I’m in on 200 shares this time. I expect to win again, for it’s raped certain to go up again in a day or two. t isn’t a stock to hold on to. You must sell quick, as soon as you see a reasonable profit in sight, and I regard two or three points as the limit of my risk.” The veteran decided to take his advice, and he bought 20 shares, which took the whole of his capital. Next day North Central began bobbing - upward again, and after a rise of two points, it took a spurt to five and a fraction. Bob sold and so did the veteran. Bob made $500 and the veteran $100. e “You see, I’m too lucky. to lose,” laughed the “North Central did not ° entra not go any higher, but it held its own at 84 during the rest pig week, and Bob looked around for some other promisi stock to take a chance on. He found it in A. D., which was ruling at 75 and was slowly ad- vancing. He bought 200 shares, and the veteran again followed his lead. It went to 80 by Satur- , gO mao Nein soaigh te ne SS = — - : see ee ; down on Monday looking a different man. He- ies. : pena ies CAN had on a neat business suit, with a new tie, new- ‘CHAPTER V.—A Cha ter of Good: Fortune hat_and new shoes. Bob hardly knew him. - > “Why, hello, Mr. Stewart; you're quite a dude. to-day. Been blowing yours Tic heres sensible move, for if market should clean you

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TOO LUCKY TO LOSE 7 x out on your next venture, you’ve got a new out- fit at any rate which the market can’t deprive you of.” That day on his way to lunch Bob met Willie Keeler. “Hello, Willie! How are you getting on?” he asked. “All right. How are you doing?” 3 ea rate. I’ve made $1,300 since I left the o! Se “How did you make it? That’s a lot of mon- ey. “By planting a few hundred dollars and then ing in-a chair and watching it grow.” Willie didn’t seem to understand, so Bob ex- lained that he had been speculating in the mar- t. When Willie got back to the offiee he told the cashier how much Bob told him he had won on the market since leaving the office two weeks since. Bob didn’t return to the little bank that afternoon, but stood around the Curb for a change. There happened to be a flurry on in eee: at the time, with Century Consolidated as - a favo rite. Bob bought 400 shares of it at $10 a share, paying for it outright. At the end of the week it was up to $16 a share, and as the young speculator was not looking for the last dollar, he sold out and added $2,400 to his capital. When _ he told the veteran how he had been employing himself for the greater part of the week, with the results that had come of it, he had to admit that Bob’s winning streak was holding on with a good grip. Bob met Willie on Saturday morning and told him he had made $1,000 more that week than his winnings of the two preceding weeks. _ *That’s $3,700 I’ve pouch since leaving the office,” he said. “Your uncle did me a big favor by pe you in my place.”. illie carried the news to the cashier again, and Mr. Brown this time told the second book- keeper, and the second bookkeeper spread it around the office. = Bob was regarded as a won- der for luck, for no one believed that good judg- ment played any part in his good fortune. On the whole, they thought he was foolish in not looking for another position, for they considered it only a matter of a short time before he would Tun against contrary luck and drop all he had won. : CHAPTER VI.—Bob’s Streak of Luck Continues. “Hello, Mr. Stewart, I see you’re on the job early,” said Bob, when he made his appearance at the little bank on Monday morning of his third week as a master of his own time and actions. “Yes. I haven’t anything better to do than to ing canap A here,” re “ Fine veteran. = = see e paper imgs are expected to develop fw, & 0.” “T noticed it; but you can’t depend on what the __ *mewspapers say. Sometimes they hit the bull’s- _ @ye, and more often they don’t. And there are : os Sega: why they cannot be trusted. The make it an object for the papers to too quick, and as a result I was cleaned out. If I had been more conservative in my investments I would not now be at the foot of the ladder in my old age. You’re young, with the world be- fore you, and while it would be discouraging for you to lose the money you have made in the stock market, it would not greatly affect your future. I am at the wrong end of life to hope to recuperate the wreck of my financial pros- pects.” “Well, you follow my lead while I’m lucky, and maybe you'll make enough to set you on your feet again,” said Bob. He pulled a Wall Street paper out of his pock- et and began reading it. It spoke about N. & O., and gave reasons why it might be expected to go up. The stock was down to bed rock and was due for a rise. “I’m going to take a chance on N. & O. [ in- tend to buy 500 shares,” said Bob. “That will take $5,000 of your money. I think it is foolish for you to plunge that way. Sup- pose it dropped below your marginal limit, have you got enough left to protect it?” asked the veteran. “I could protect it a little—about two points. But I’m not worrying about that. There isn’t one chance in fifty in my opinion that N. & O. would fall twelve points. It’s as low now as it” has gone in months. It ought to go.the other way. Well, are you with me?” Stewart was. He bought 30 shares, which were as many as he could put up margin for. They then went back to their seats to watch the black- board. N. & O. went up two points that day. Stewart watched it during the whole five hours, but Bob was off at the Curb a part of the time, though he had no funds to invest in any other deal. After getting his lunch, he started for the little bank again. When he struck the corner of Exchange Place he saw sailing down toward him a tough messenger of the Maritime Exchange, with whom he was on bad terms. He did not no- tice that Willie Keeler was coming down the op-- posite side of the narrow street at a fast clip. When two objects at nearly an equal distance apart approach each other at a right angle there is always the possibility of their coming together at a point. This happened to Willie and the Maritime messenger, whose name was Tim Bun- ker. They not only met, but collided with force sufficient to stagger both. Willie being the light- est, got the worst of it. Bob felt inclined to laugh at the accident until he saw Bunker haul _ off and swat Willie in the face. Willie, who was no match for Bunker, went down, whereupon the maritime youth gave him a kick in the side. Bob rushed across the street to take Willie’s part, and when he saw Bunker kick the boy as he lay at his mercy he decided it was a time for action, B 4 words. He sprang at the tough messenger smashed him a clip in the jaw that made his teeth rattle. He did not 2 pose to give Bunker time to recover himself so he landed him a left hook on the other side of his jaw, following it up with a straight one be- tween the’eyes. Bunker was a fighter, a scientific one. Taken at a disadvan’ ‘ surprise, he struck out wildly, and his blows la ed only against air. 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< _ ahead. On On Wednesday it rose to a ey five 8 TOO LUCKY TO LOSE a finisher on Tim’s unprotected sending him to the sidewalk. Then he helped ie up. “Come, let’s get out of here before a cop comes along,” he dragging the new messenger off ty the head: ae 5 ch obli for thumping that loafer,” ‘oad wate “He cove me an awful soak in the mouth. I couldn’t Bagge Eo Ee teat, we ven into ene am I wonder if he thinks he owns the stre ' “He’s a big bully and ont tow I know him. His name is Tim er Ea e works for the Mari- e Exchange. I'v half a dozen run-ins with him. He used to get os tk ea Lena since I took a Lames lessons he p e set-to on New street four months ago and I ea spots out of him. He has kept clear of me since,” said Bob. “You knocked spots out of hima ow, too, and served him right, kicking a fellow Sx net he’s down,” said Willie. *“That’s what made me pitch into him.” “Y’'m glad you soaked him. Do you think he'll try to get square on me for it?” “Ht = interferes with fie again let me know when you see me, and ri make it my business to take him down again.” They rated at the corner and Bob went on to the e little bank, where he found Stewart where he had left him “I see N. & 0. is up three-quarters of a point,” said Bob. “Yes, It’s been rising an Pa ngper at atime. It isn’t much, but it’s be than senting still or going the other way.” Bob chewed on a De of are and tched the board u 1 three came around, by an otros of a ful] t. Next da: & O. was a Ba live Cage fuctuated up an and down all during the session, and finall at two points eins h Bob and the veteran oe hee Fo ‘ debating whether to a “oe on ora a hig’ may go to 90,” Seni Bob, “That isn’t a high 3 fs O; went to 88 next day, and on Friday age 2 hag hive, his working capi ed to get a tenant for. “The os you mean,” laughed Bob, as he got up to CHAPTER VII.—Bob Starts in Business. Now that he was worth $10,000 Bob decided that he could afford to have a small office that he could consider as his headquarfers. It might be the nucleus of a brokerage business in the as run. Of course he really didn’t need any a luxury to conduct his present business—an office in hig hat was enough; but he had ideas on the subject t he intended to ca out, Pia Pea ia ra rae Be gig ee - lowing day. He was lucky enough to find what he wanted at the first building he struck—a single room which a firm that had a suite of four want- : He secured it at a ré- duction from the regular rent until the first of the following May. He d a month’s rent down and got the key, the firm promising to have it cleared out and re for his occupancy on Monday. Bob next went to an office furnishing house on Nassau street and bought a second-hand desk, in first-class condition, a table, several chairs, a rug, a small safe that the man had just bought, and a few other thi He paid for them and ordered them to be delivered on Mon- day forenoon. He bought some pictures to re- lieve the bareness of the walls, and wound. up by arranging for ticker services. On Monday morning he called on a painter and asked him to call around and put his name on the door about noon. He dropped in at the little bank, told Stewart he had rented an office and would have it all fixed up by noon, and invited him to go around with him and look at it. The veteran had no objection, and when he saw the room he said it would be just the thing for Bob’s headquar- ters. . “And yours, too, Mr. Stewart. I won’t ask you to pay a cent toward the rent. You can have = name put on the door in small letters if you and have your mail left here,” said Bob. e furniture cl = they were there, “Robert S in one corner, “Jo Stewart ; On his way to lunch Bob sat an order for some business , brokers’ state- ments and memoranda, and pick out such books as he believed he would need. Then he added pens, mu and other stationery. He spent the afternoon at the little bank, and and Stewart collected what was coming to them d the cash in his safe. 000 shares of Piute Coone idated ae ny and put it in the safe. Then Stwart came in, and they talked over one o'clock, The first

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; TOO LUCKY TO LOSE 9 coming out on the ticker tape afd they gave their attention to the market. At. eleven Bob left Stewart in possession and went down to sce how things were going/on the Curb. A run had just commenced on the Alta mining stock on account of a new discovery of ore in the mine. The stock had been selling at 25 cents. It was now zaling at 35. Bob ordered a broker to buy him any part of 10,000 shares, handing him his business card, and 2 he ordered 1,000 shares of another broker for Stewart, for he believed there was some mone in the rise, and he had no time to consult wit the old man.~ He didn’t believe Stewart would object, but if he did he would pay for it himself. en he got back to the office in company with a messenger from the broker he had given the order for the 10,000 shares to he told Stewart what he had done, and the old man ratified the deal made on his part. Bob“handed the messen- ger $3,500 and took the broker’s receipt for it. The commission was to be paid on delivery of the shares. Soon afterward the messenger from the second broker came and Stewart handed him $350. Bob then went back to the Curb to watch the deal. By half-past two the stock was up to 50 cents. It went to 60 cents next day. On the following day it only went up two cents so Bob concluded to sell out. He divided the stock among several brokers and it was sold without any trouble at the market price. Bob cleared $2,600 and Stewart a tenth of that sum. Bob, before studying up Wall Street, wrote a letter to Farmer Brown, telling the agricultur- ist that he had gone into business for himself, and enclosing his business card so that the farm- er would know where to find him in case he came ' to New York on a visit. He was affixing a stamp to the envelope, after addressing it, when the door opened and a well-dressed man came in. _ “My. Sterett is not in, I believe?” said the vis- itor, looking around the room. “My name is Sterett, sir. What can I do for you?” said Bob. “fire you the tenant of this toom?” “Yes, sir.” a “Your sign would imply that you’re a broker.” ow “Yes, sir; kind of reads that way.” : “You buy and sell stocks and bonds?” “Yes, sir—on commission.” 2 on your own account? = ~ “Oceasionally.” = “Here is a list of a number of mining stocks I _- have on hand. If you will look it over, you might find something in it that would catch r eye. “T will do so. By_the way, you haven't told me your name,” said Bob. >. “My name is Benjamin Crosby. My office is on this floor.” ker ? “Yes; I do business on the Curb,” gl the names ,of the mining 4 2 2 ; g £ B: =} : z R “T see you have a small block of Piute Consoli- Do you consider that mine worth any- It is in the middle of ‘the Death rd 4 ike ite ot Bind »P te AT) i :% + ae ms “Then you are not buying anything in that line | Bob wes ratiatie# that Phil had taken the money oe will leave the Goldfield district far in the Ss e,” you asking for the stock?” “What are “Five cents, “Why, the market price is only 3 1-2.” “I know; but you can’t buy a share of it at that price.” “Why not?” “Because there’s hardly any of it East here, and those who want it must pay a little more than the market to get it.” “I got a bunch of it a while ago for a quarter of a cent a share.” “A quarter of a cent!” “Yes, The owner of the stock tried a dozen brokers in an effort to sell it, but all of them refused to handle it on the ground that nobody wanted it.” “But you bought it.” “T bought it more out of charity than because I wanted the shares.” t “The man must have been a fool to sell it for such a price.” = “He needed the money badly, and when no regular Curb broker would touch it at any price, what was he to do? He had to live somehow, so I helped him out on the chance that some day the mine might be worth something,” said Bob. “Well, I consider the stock worth five cents.” “Perhaps you'll make a bid on my block?” “No; I’m selling, not buying, it.” “I would like to get a cent a share for what I’ve got, for I-don’t believe the mine is worth anything at present.” “Why don’t you send it to Goldfield?” “Because it is no more in demand~there than it is here, in spite of the fact that it is quoted at 3 1-2 cents.” “How do you know that?” ; - “Because I have investigated the matter.” : - “Then we won’t discuss it-further. Anything ' else on the list you would like to buy?” “No, there is nothing that I care for.” “You had better keep the list, in case you should change your mind.” “Very well.” The visitor nodded, got es took his leave, Bob chuckled as if quite tickled at something. Ane a CHAPTER VIII.—The Missing Bag of Gold. A dull spell in the stock market took place and re for the next two weeks Bob did not feel that the ; situation warranted his touching wa 8 stock. The = Market Was beginning to look up when Bob got a letter from Farmer Brown. The farmer said he was ¢ to New York in a few da would bring his nephew with him. Bob felt that he would be quite pleased to see the farmer, but he had no desire to renew his acquaintance with - Phil Sketchley. Their relations were rather = ~ strained since the incident that happened on the ‘* night before his departure from the farm. Phil : had taken him to the station, not because he wanted to, »ut because he had to, and neither — had had mu¢h to say during the three-mile “of As soon as Fhil handed out his suit case at’ station he staz’ed back without saying : rs 7 —s 3 x eae

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10 TOO LUCKY TO LOSE from his uncle’s drawer in order to provide him- self with funds to come to the city. Being com- pelled to return it blighted his plans, for the time being at least. It happened that Farmer Brown, without suspecting his nephew of any light-fingered proclivities, put the key of his mon- ey drawer in a less exposed place on the follow- ing day, and thus removed temptation from the young man’s path. Bob finally picked out the O. & H. stock to make his next essay with. He bought 500 shares and Stewart went in on 60. The stock went up a point and a half in a day or two and then began to drop. In a week it was going at 88, two points Yower than they paid for it. : “Pm afraid your luck is taking a turn,” said the veteran regretfully, for he was as much in- terested in Bob’s streak of success as the boy himself. Two days afterward the pricé had gone down to 85. : “You made a*mistake in picking out O. & H. J guess I’ll sell out before it goes lower,” said Stewart. “Don’t you do it. You'll lose $300.” “Tf I hold on I may lose the whole $600, for I can’t put up more than $200 to try and save it, and that is only good for two more points.” “Tl loan you enough to help you put up an- other ten points, if we are called on for addi- tional margin.” “How about yourself?” 3 “T can stand for another ten per cent. It will never go down twenty per cent. The marget is E: getting steadier every day.” ’ : The veteran allowed himself to be prevailed on not to sell, and next day the price sagged two points more. “J can’t imagine what influence is at work against O. & H.,” said Bob, “but evidently there ” = is something. zee “It is a good stock,” said Stewart. 3 St. “Sure it is; that’s why I tackled it. It will 3 récover in a day or two. Most of the other stocks are holding their own very well, and some of them are advancing.” $ - “Pm going up to the bank to watch the black- - ‘poard. I can keep better track of things than by _ Jooking at the tape.” —— “Run along, then. I’ll stay here till about one, ae and then I'll go to lunch.” _$tewart had been gone ten minutes when in - walked Farmer Brown and Phil Sketchley, the latter with some reluctance. . _ “Why, hello, Mr. Brown; glad to see you!” said ~ Bob, jumping up and taking him by the hand. “Take a seat and make yourself at home.” Then he nodded in an off-hand way at Phil. “I’m real glad to see you, Mr. Sterett,” said _ the farmer, sitting down and dropping a hand- bag he carried alongside his chair. - “When did you arrive?” asked Bob. “We just got here. Landed at Weehawken _* about an hour ago, crossed the river, and came __ straight here to call on you. The transfer man ey Sock nes checks.of our bags and is going to de- }iver them at the Astor House for us,” said the er. “As that will take a little time, I thought there wasn’t no particular use going to the hotel until after we called to see you. So this is you: office, eh?” and he Icoed around the room. “Looks quite businesslike. How are you making out?” “All right,” said Bob. “Say, I brought some money along in case you could recommend something good for me to spec- ulate in,” said Farmer Brown, after they had conversed a while. “So, youre thinking of taking a flyer on the market?” said Bob. “Yes; it struck me that a little excitement down here among the bulls and bears would kind of tone me up after a hard summer and spring.” “Well, I think it would be safe for you to get in on O. & H. It’s way down below bedrock and is bound to go up in a few days. I’m in on it myself.” “Are you?” “Yes; but I bought when it was higher, and am behind on the deal at present. If you go in you'll have the advantage of me by seven points, and you ought to come out a good winner.” “How much will it cost me to go in?” “How much do you care to invest?” “I've got $2,000 in my bag. I could put that up. “That would get you 200 shares on a ten per cent. margin, which ought to be pretty safe as things g0. You can buy it at, let me see,” and Bob grabbed the tape at his elbow. O. & H. was half a point higher than when Stewart left the office. “It’s going up.. If you’re going to make the deal you'd better lose no time about it.” “You can put me down for 200 shares,” said Farmer Brown, reaching for his bag. _ Sketchley was moving uneasily on his chair, and suddenly jumped up and said he guessed he’d go down to the front door and take a look around, 3 “Hold on,” said his uncle; “you wait till I go.” At that moment the door opened and the pretty sipapesapber from next door walked in with some work in her hand that Bob had employed her to do for him. The girl took Phil’s eye, and he re~ mained standing at the foot of the table. Farmer Brown went to the head of the table and pro- ceeded to open his bag. Bob was about to take the work from the girl when the agriculturalist uttered a startled exclamation. “What’s the matter, Mr. Brown?” asked Bob. As he spoke Phil made a break for the door. “Half my money is gone!” cried Farmer Brown in consternation. “What!” exclaimed Bob. ean account for it?” “Don’t you-dare insinuate that I tock any of my uncle’s money!” shouted Phil angrily, shak- ing his first at Bob. S = farmer looked at Sketchley and then at ob. “I placed two bags of gold, each containing $1,000, in this box last night before going to bed. I left the box on my bureau with the key underneath it. as I left it, but I did not think it neeessary to open the box before leaving the house, as I had no reason to suspect it had been tampered with by any one. Phil was the only one who had “Maybe your nephew easy access to my room, but surely he would be the last one to rob me,” said the farmer. I found it this morning exactly -

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. Bes * and the a TOO LUCKY TO LOSE “Of course I’d be the Jast one,” said Phil glib- “l’m no thief, even if my father was.” “Phil,” B “J ex ished you should mention your fa’ in such @ » . connection. “¥ couldn’t help it,” growled Phil. “It popped out before I thought.” “Nobody could have got at-my money during the trip to the city, for I never let the box out of my hands, and Phil sat beside me all the »” said the farmer. ve bag of money be- hind et eid Bh u, uncle,” * ipoaaibie! “T am positive “Tm A I both in this box, just as I got them octet the vies bank.” j “Tf you did, both-bags ought to be in it now,” said le 4 “You can see that only one of them is there.” “well, I don’t know anything about your mon- ately took her departure outside. Observing that his nephew had left the room, Farmer Brown turned to Bob and said: “How came you to say that my nephew might be able to account for that money?” — “JT have no right to say that he took it, but from something that happened the night ‘ore I left the farm I suspected he might where the other bag went.” § “What was it that happened the night before ~ you left the farm?” “J didn’t intend to mention it, but seeing that you seem to be out $1,000 in some mysterious way, I guess it’s my duty to tell you,” said Bob, who thereupon told Wheat of the visit Phil made to his cash-drawer in the bureau, and how he (Bob) had compelled the young man to put the money back. The farmer was rather staggered by this evi- dence of dishonesty on the part of his nephew. “It ig an uncomfortable surprise for me to learn this. I fear that Phil took the bag of gold last ry and left this piece of brass in its lace,” he said. ; He looked at the polished ingot as he spoke and saw his nephew’s name scratched upon the ~hottom of it. He said nothing, but returned the piece of brass to the box. Then he handed the remaining bag of gold to Bob. “Count it,” he said, “and buy me 100 shares of the stock that P consider a good investment. I will look up the missing bag of money when I get home.” Z Bob made out an order for the farmer to sign, iculturalist affixed his signature to it. “T will the stock for you when I go to lunch, Mr. Wheat,” said Bob. “Shall you remain a. week in the city?” ; ; _ “That was my intention, Mr. Sterett, but the ‘loss of my money has altered it. I shall take the “early trai back home in morning, Apart. fromthe pleasure of meeting you, I had another ject in view in coming here. If, will have to 11 “T shall be ha to have you and your nephew lunch with me, sald Bob. ” “T would invitation, but that I have attend 2?” me tainly, if you wish me to, Mr. Wheat.” The farmer did wish it, and shortly afterward he took his leave, pPpeanige if uf : ; z Pobre & inl i FE Ft & : i 3 : & # g FE “I don’t know. I am through with him for good. I made him confess that he took the of money out of the box last night.” How did you manage that? He denied all. knowledge of it in my office.” ut in place of the bag I orn against him. z man is trust him After dinner Bob invited Farmer Wheat to go to the theater, and he accepted the invitation. — After the show he put the farmer on a downtown Broadway car which would take him direct to the ‘Astor House. Next morning the farmer went home, leaving Bob to look after his deal. At the end of ten days 0. & H. went to 95, and Bob sold out his own and the farmer’s stock. Stew- art, of course, sold out when Bob did, and poék- eted $300 profit! Bob made $2,500 and the farm- er cleared. $1,100. When Bob collected the money he sent Mr. Wheat his profits in the form of a Gratton a New-York bank, payable at the vil- age ! That afternoon he ran against Phil Sketehley — on Broad street. The young man had a smart- looking suit on, a gorgeous tie and a rakish hat. “Well, you done me up with the old man, but [ don’t care. He gave me the $1,000 and told me that was all I need expect. I’ve $900 of the ‘money left, and I’m going to speculate with it and make money,” said_Sketchley. == ' =<: a eee 2

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12 “No. He made $1,100 profit. But that was be- cause I put him on a good thing.” “You might put me on a good thing, too, for a starter,” said Phil. “I’d rather not be responsible for wos ery © Ne do. In any case, I don’t know of any good thing at present.” ob walked off and left Phil.standing in front of the Exchange. When he reached Wall street he saw a pretty plainly attired girl of perhaps seventeen years crossing the street toward him from the Sub-treasury Building. At the same moment a heavy wagon rattled down from the direction of Broadway. The girl was in its track and the driver shouted to her. She made an ef- fort to escape, but for some reason, probably fright, she slipped and fell. Bob saw her peril rushed forward, grabbed her in his arms and swung her out of the way of the team. He sup- her to the sidewalk, where she collapsed fh his arms. A crowd began to gather, seeing which Bob picked up the girl and carried her across the street, placed her on the lower step of the Sub-treasury and began to fan her with his hat. Naturally, people began to stop again, and that started a fresh crowd. “Stand back! What’s the matter with you?” Bob, sheving a couple of newsboys out of “Move on, gentlemen,” he added; “you B king traffic.” “What's the matter with the young lady?” ask- ed a curious individual. “Nothing is the matter with her. She’s just won 8 ion in the market and fainted from joy,” replied Bob. “Move on, gentlemen, please, ‘and give the young lady air.” At that moment Willie Keeler came along. Bob saw him as he joined the crowd. “Come here, Willie!” he said. Bob? Wha TOO LUCKY TO LOSE “No. to-day, but with no success. work by calling at offices.” “Well, you come with me and I'll see what I ean do for you.” It struck Bob that the girl looked half starved. “You haven’t had anything to eat to-day, have you? No lunch, I mean?” She made no reply. “I think a cup of tea will make you feel bet- ter,” he said, as he led her into the office build- ing. Instead of taking the elevator up, he kept on with her to the rear of the main corridor. On Pine street side was a quick lunch house. There were not a great many people there at that hour. “Come in here and have a little lunch,” he said. “I have no money,” she faltered. “That’s all right. I'll pay for it.” Before she could offer further objection Bob seated her at a table. “What can I get you besides tea?” She looked so nervous and embarrassed that the boy decided to choose himself, so he brought her a plate of stew, bread and butter and tea. “Now don’t mind me; eat your lunch, and then I'll see about getting you work,” he said. “You are very kind to me,” she said. “Don’t mention it,” said Bob, and thinking he had better leave her to herself, he went to the counter and got into conversation with the boy behind it. The girl began to eat, and she was so hungry that she soon finished the stew. Bob car- ried her some rice pudding. “Like another cup of tea?” asked the boy. “Oh, no, no,” she said. As soon as she had finished, Bob took her to the elevator. She could walk without assistance now. In a few minutes they entered his o: “Now, miss, may I ask your name?” “Dale,” she replied. . The name seemed familiar to his ear, but he eouldn’t place it. “What's your line of business, Miss Dale—ste- I answered half a dozen advertisements I am trying to find He lifted the girl and carried her a. steps away from the crowd. Just then Willie came nographer?” ‘back with the water and a little brandy in it. “Yes, and I’m a bookkeeper, too.” Bob poured a little down the girl’s throat, and “What do you want?” then rubbed her face with it. In a moment or ee geen Se Pats en he — bs she recovered her senses. She looked around itor I'd be satis ¢ . . foi,“ a dazed way. “Pay your expenses! You mean to give to your u “Feel better, miss?” asked Bob. mother?” . 7 | “What happened to me?” she said, in a weak “No,” she replied, in a sad tone, looking down; ~~. woice. —~ “my mother and father are both dead. I am liv- ares “You were nearly run down by a team of horses ing at the Young Women’s Christian Association and a wagon.” Building in Harlem.” “Oh, yes, I remember; and somebody caught “Then you have no relatives?” Pa up and saved me. Then J must have fainted. “No one but an uncle, whom I have never seen, and who has no interest in me.” “Who did ge work for last?” Ca u Was i you who saved me?” she asked, looking at a! © ety ye ost “Yes, miss. How do you feel now?” “A firm of skirt manufacturers on Broadway. “I’m afraid I’m very weak.” When I was taken sick and had to go to a hos- %. _ ° “Then you had better come to my office and pital they got another girl to take my place.” . ~~ Pesta -Lean on me.” “How long have you been out of work?” — -) rw “It is three weeks ‘bince I came out of the “No, no; I must go on my way.” look able hate ve —— -- “You don’t to walk very far.” hospital. My money is exhausted and I don't hat was a fact, for she was very while and know what to do,” she said pathetically. “It is trembled all over. so hard to get a position, so many girls are look- “I must get work to-day if I can.” ing for every one that is advertised.” — os ae “Your case appears to be a ard ane,” said Bob - ype ledhing for a position?” Z abet aa - 7 sympathetically. “Can’ from th wer t Y¥.W. C. Ast?» ; i setae &

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TOO LUCKY TO LOSE ~ 3 “They expect you to pay regularly for accom~- Modation. It is not a charitable institution, but it is of great benefit to self-supporting girls who have no home.” : “And you are now down to bedrock—that is, you are in danger of losing your room?” “Yes. My week will be up on Monday next. I must get work somehow or——” “Well, I’ll help you-out. I have no work for a stenographer, but if you will look after my office while I am out until you get a suitable )~ sition, I will pay you $10 a week. You ni t report till eleven o’clock, and that. will give you a chance to answer some of the advertisements you see in the paper. Those you answer by mail you can give your address as this office, and re- fer to us. It will probably help you. What do you say?” “It is very kind of you. I accept your offer gladly,” she said, giving him a grateful look. “Very well. My name is Robert Sterett. There is one of my cards. You can start in and we will tall this your first day. As you will need some money for your expenses, I will advance you $5. You need not repay that till you get.a steady tion at ag regular wages,” said Bob, hand- her a Bill. ft was with some reluctance that she accepted the loan, and only when he insisted on her doing So: “It is so kind of you to take an interest in me,” she said. “I am very grateful to you.” “That’s all right. I am glad to be of service to you, Miss Dale,” said Bob. “I am going now. Here is the afternoon paper. If any calls, get their name, and if possible their busi- ness with me, and tell them I will be back a little after three.” Z Beb tien left his office in the girl’s charge. CHAPTER X.—Miss Dale Under Bob s ying. Bob went to the little bank and found Stewart _ there as he expected. He told him about the “young lady he had befriended. : “You've got a soft heart, I see,” said the vet- have been up to date is bound to do what he can _ for one in need. I'd have a poor opinion of - myself if I didn’t.” : “You -certainly deserve your good luck,” said ape Be Stewart. “I hope Ido. I’d have hel out ody room at the bank it occurred to Bob that he might be able to get Miss Dale some typewriting to do to keep her employed at his office and give her a chance to make some extra money, which he was satisfied she needed. There were two ten- ants on that floor at least who sent their work upstairs to a public stenographer. When he went back to the building he called on one of the men and stated the girl’s case. “Can’t you give her your work? She can take your dictation and then copy it off on a machine, oe a machine for her to help her out,” said ‘ob. “Bring her in and I'll talk to her,” said the gentleman. Bob returned to his office and asked Miss Dale if anybody had called. She said nobody had. Then he told her about the gentleman on that floor who sent his work out and who wanted to see her about doing it for him. He took the girl to the office and introduced her. The gentleman ques- tioned her about her ability, and finally said he’d give her a trial. She was to take his dictation and type it off in Bob’s office. While she was in the gentleman’s office Bob called on the other man and put the matter up to him too. He con- sented to help her out if she proved to be com- petent, so Bob brought her in and introduced her. Each of these parties agreed to pay her $4 a week for doing their work. ‘“That will give you $18 a week, Miss Dale,” said Bob, when they got back to his office. “That ought to help you out.” “Tt wouldn’t be fair for you to pay me $10 for doing nothing, and let me do the gentleman’s work in your office, too,” she said. : “Pooh! As long as I can afford to do it, why need you worry sheets it?” he said. “I’ll and get you a machine now and have it, deliv away, So that you can start in with the gentle- men in the morning as arranged.” Miss Dale protested that he was doing too much for her, and insisted that he need not pay her anything for minding his office. “T can do it in return for using your office,” she said. “I am satisfied to earn $8 for the present.” Bob wouldn’t have it that way, and asked her what make of machine she used. Miss Dale told him, and he went off to get one? back he found Stewart in the office talking to the young lady. : “The typewriter will be here in an hour, and so will the table,” said Bob. “You can go home now and report at half-past nine.” The girl put on her hat and wrap, said good- afternoon, and went uptown feeling that Provi- dence had been very good to her. Miss Dale was on hand at the hour designated and after leaving her hat and wrap in Bob’s office she went to the office of the first gentleman who had her services. Half an hour later she went to the second gentleman’s office and took his dictation, after which she returned to Bob’s room and let herself in with a zagoentty her — typewriter. returned about half- eleven and found several letters awaiting is These were replies to his advertisement which he representing himself as a broker. They came ¥ right . When he got - key he had. provided. har. with. ble fingers were busy with ae 3 had inserted in two of the Wall a <= rect ce pm

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Fes rhe 28 ; veteran. ae Bob went down on the Curb and inguired for the ; “Want any?” asked a broker. “Yes.” “How many shares? I’ve got 10,000 at my ce. “What are you asking for them?” =. ae Sere mee a ae a pic “4 “All right,” said the broker. x Bob him $1,000 @ memoran dum. When he went back to the office he found a 5 letter there from Farmer Wheat, inc) 55 draft for $2,000, with instructions for Bob to in- — Se te ee ee ae en, A second letter Se two postal orders for each from a Long = man who directed him to buy ten shares : of a certain stock on margin. A third letter had airs Sue $000, and comeiend anders Se ee was to buy 50 shares of a certain other stock. Bob made a note of his three orders in his book ‘and went out to cash the money orders and drafts. He then dropped in at a broker’s he knew, told he was taking orders for the purchase and sale of commission, and offered to send s to him for half the commis-». sion , Whose hame was : red to his office. ' the room. become a customer of manage an on we little bank, and I guess E 4 veteran. “If you deals, I shall be the mining broker’s to Bob telling him Demon had been he wanted any more. 10,000 ‘more, or any for Stewart. The veteran the order in his “the messenger to When Bob started to ne d ultimatel h , and u tely t come in for all is, Wea property, Taos sonalaersla® TO LOSE dictate a reply to Farmer Wheat’s letter, Miss Dale uttered an exclamation of surprise. “What’s the matter, Miss Dale?” he asked. “This man is my uncle,” she said. “The dickens he is!” exclaimed Bob, in sur- prise. Then like a flash he remembered what Phil Sketchley had told him about his aunt who had eloped with an artist named Dale. “Was your father an artist?” he asked the “Yes; how did you guess that?” He told her how he had leamed the fact through a cousin of hers while he was spending his vacation on Farmer Wheat’s farm during the receding summer. “Mr. Wheat is a prosperous farmer and a nice man. I am sure he will be glad to acknowledge you as his niece.” “J don’t know,” she replied doubtfully. “My mother always believed that her brother never forgave her for gensiang, father.” . ely wi. it is more that your mother never gave him the chance. I dare say he lost all of your mother and could not communi- . cate with her.” “He could have found us if he came to New York and looked us up.” “Well, have you any objection to my telling Mr. Wheat about you, and explaining that you are for me?” “No, if you want to do it. You Have been se good to me that I would not think of objecting te you thought was right.” “J think it will be for your interest, Miss Dale. Farmer Wheat has ahippes his nephew because he proved -dishonest. t leaves him withaut any near kin to consider in his old age, except you of whose existence he is ignorant. I wo not be ‘surprised if he welcomed your turning up with satisfaction, and offered you a home on the farm and the prospect of becoming his heiress.” “T do’ epray ae a lam e, w ee] strange in the country.” — “But if it was for your interest, you'd go.. to work any more for yeur do just as you say, Mr. Sterett,” she eS . “You have been a good friend to me, and I shall \ never forget you as long as I live,” she replied ys “J intended to do the best I could by you, but your uncle will doubtless take my and do much more for you than I could. It will be quite a satisfaction for me if I make an heiress of you, - and I guess‘{ will, for I’m too lucky to lose im an I undertake. I guess you feel that you were fortunate in m with me.” ‘

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TOO LUCKY TO LOSE “I was, indeed,” she replied. ‘ Bob first dictated the business part of his let- ter to Farmer Wheat, and then he proceeded to introduce Miss Dale, as the only child of his sis- ter who had married Artist Dale. He said the girl was entirely without friends in New York, excepting himself, and dependent on her own ef- forts as a stenographer for a living. “She is now employed in my office a part of her time, and by two other parties in the build- ing also. If you care to communicate with her, itizeas cae ‘Miss sage Dale,’ care of my office, and she wi + your letter.” : As Bob fished, the door opened and Phil Sketchley walked in. CHAPTER XI.—Farmer Wheat Meets His Niece. Bob was not particularly pleased to see the ge J man, but he did not show his feelings. ell, Sketchley, what can I do for you?” he said. ~ Phil looked at Nellie Dale, and seemed struck by her pretty face. = “I thought I’d come up and see you,” said Phil, in an off-hand way. ; “Well, I've got no time to talk with anybody except on business,” said Bob. “TI thought I’d let you know I’d made $275 out of the market.” “You’ve done better than I thought you would. Take my advice and quit while you’re ahead of the game.” r3 “Why do you always try to discourage me? I want to make a living as well as yourself.” “I don’t think you'll ever make it by speculat- ing in the stock market.” “Do you know anything you could stack me up against?” “Go down on the Curb and buy Red Demon mining shares, if you can get them.. They are go- ‘ing at a nickel. They may go up to ten or fif- teen cents in a week.” ~ “Are you in on that?” . “Tam. And if you want to be you'd better lose no time about it. That's all the time I can give you now,/as I’m busy,” said Bob. Sketchley took the hint, said good-by, and left. “You noticed that young man who was in here, Miss Dale?” said Bob. “Yes.” “Well, that’s your cousin, Phil Sketehiey.” “My cousin!” she exclaimed, not a little as- tonished. “Yes. I didn’t introduce you to him because I don’t think he ought to know you. In my opin- ion he is not a suitable acquaintanee for you. You will pardon me for taking the liberty of de- ciding the matter, but I know him and you don’t. _ His uncle, Mr. Wheat, and yours, has turned him loose because he couldn’t trust him. The reason _ is because he helped himself to $1,000 of Mr. Wheat’s money, without his uncle’s permission. He is speculating in Wall Street with that mon- ey, and if he doesn’t lose cent of it before summer es I shall be much surprised.” _ “I am glad you didn’t introduce me. I can’t Ne > FF ~ 15 say that I like his face much,” said the stenog- rapher. Later on Bob mailed the letter to Farmer Wheat. We venture to say that the farmer was quite astonished when he received it. His visit to New York with his nephew was partly for the’ purpose of looking up his sister, whom he sup- posed to be fairly well fixed, at least, because he had never heard from her since her marriage. Now he was grieved to learn that both she and her husband were dead and had left a daughter who was compelled to work for her living. He determined to go to New York at once, see his niece, and offer her a home on the farm. So three days after Bob sent the letter, Farmer Wheat appeared at his office. Bob was in at the time and gave him a hearty welcome. Nellie Dale was out taking dictation. “T’ve come to get acquainted with my niece, whom you wrote me about, Mr. Sterett,” said Farmer Wheat. “She is attending to work in another office at present,” said Bob, “but she’ll be in shortly. She is a nice girl, sweet and modest, and you’re bound to take to her.” ? “I’m glad to hear that. I was afraid she might be one of those highfalutin young ladies who think of nothing but dress and putting on style.” “No, she’s quite the opposite of that.” “How came you to learn she was my niece?” “When I met her first about two weeks ago she told me that she had only one relative in tha world and that was an uncle she had never seen, and who took no interest in her. She didn’t men- tion your name, so I did not dream she referred to you. After I got your letter, containing the draft and order for me to invest the money ac- en, 3 to my own judgment, which I haven’t yet done, I began to dictate to the young lady a let~- ter of acknowledgment to you. When she heard me mention your name and address she was sur- prised, and told me that you were her uncle. That led to my questioning her about the matter. [I had an idea you would be glad to know that you had a niece, and, judging it would be to her ad- vantage to bring you both together, I wrote tha letter you Seanlved.” said Bob. “I’m glad sae did, Mr. Sterett. right kind o If she is the girl it will be to her advantage, Since [ have dropped my nephew out of my : thoughts I have nobody near to me to provide for in my will. Since my sister, the girl’s mother, is dead, I shall be daughter.” ~ In the course of fifteen minutes Nellie Dale came in, and then Bob introduced uncle and 2 niece. Farmer Wheat was quite taken with his relative, and he finally asked her how she would like to make ‘her home at his farm. Nellie look- ed at Bob before replying, and then said she didn’t know whether she would like to live in the country, or not. “I’m so accustomed to city life that it would be | a great change for me,” she said. “Mr. Sterett is — very good to me, and I think I would prefer to stay here and work for him. Still, if Mr. Sterett thinks I had better go with you, and you really _ want me to, I will do so.” After some talk it was decided to give the gi a week or two to think it over. i glad to do the right thing by er Bob said that — ¢ : 4 I rt aor --

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16 ze it would be better. to let her stay in the eity till the spring, as the country was at its worst a the winter. He guaranteed to look out for her in the meanwhile, and he guessed the 3 farmer wouldn’t lose anything by the delay. Nel- ts Hie said that Bob’s proposal pleased her better di than going on the farm at once, so the matter = was arranged that way. Mr. Wheat remained several days in New York, saw his niece every day, and when he started back for the farm he gave the girl $100 to buy new clothes and other things she might need. About the time the farm- er left, Red Demon mining stock jumped up te 20 cents a share on the strength of fresh ore discoveries in the mine. Bob sold out his own and the yeteran’s share at 4 profit of $3,000 for him- self, and half that for Stewart. The old man had now acquired $2,600, and he felt like a lord. Bob still had Farmer Wheat’s money in-his safe. Some days later he placed it in A. & B, at 102. He also —— 1,000 for himself, and Stewart bought 150 Bob’s advertisement in the papers brought him so many inquiries now that he got up a daily: market letter to send to his corre- spondents. The typing of this gave Nellie Dale enough work to k her hands full in connection with her other wor Christmas being at hand, Farmer Wheat sent a letter to Bob and another to his niece, inviting them both to spend the hol- iday week at his farm. Bob advised Nellie to accept, in which case he would go with her. “T will leave the office in charge of Mr. Stewart. He’ll look after things while we are away,” he 1 MUSTER y = _ Whatever Bob said’ went with Miss Dale, so each wrote a letter of acceptance to F Wheat, saying would come up together = _» the afternoon of day before Christmas. A. & B. having gone up five points, Bob ordered his, Stewart’s and Farmer Wheat’s stock sold) He added $5,000 to his capital, and the farmer’s win- “mings amounted to $1,000. -Bob’s capital now . aoeraded to $23,000, and he had made all but $800 of it since he started out es eculating in the stock market as a business. The . lator and broker had heard nothing from Sketch- : ley since ‘he made his last call at the office, and a = to buy Red Demon shares at Bob’s prompt- - The fact was Phi] managed to a ee a rake-off out of the mining stock, and feeling so good over the fact, he quit Wall Street for a while and ied. to enjoy himself about the Tenderloin rict, where he found many traps spread for such chaps as himself. Stewart promised to to the office while Bob was away at the Wheat farm with Miss Dale, and so immediately after an early lunch on the day hefore Christ- mas the young oung speculator and the stenographer _ started tor, Si Sullivan County by-the West Shore ‘Railroad. The farmer was at the station with his pertinge. wth when the train reached the willage, -and~ a warm welcome. During the colt tarect Wheat that the deal in ger invested his money had realized #1000 Brofit 2 for _— and he had brought the Ps $2040 3 you’ ve won for me,” said the “You're the ee be broker to have.” or: a m too lucky to lose.” young specu-. TOO LUCKY TO LOSE : = ; CHAPTER XII.—The Man in the Woods. There was no snow on the ground, but the country looked bare, and its wintry aspect did not commend it to Nellie, who was unaccustomed to the agricultural districts. Her whole life had been passed in Brooklyn and Manhattan, and the difference was very perceptible to her. Christ- mas morning opened. with leaden skies and a flurry of snow, but no storm followed, as was ex- pected, and Bob took Nellie out for a walk around the farm. It was the first social walk she had ever taken with her young employer, and it had a special interest for her, aside from the new sights she was brought in contact with. Bob, on his part, particularly enjoyed that stroll, for ‘he had come to think a lot of the girl, and it was probable that he showed it, and she saw it. At any rate, they both enjoyed the walk very - much indeed, and Bob extended it to the woods, which he had often visited during his previous summer visit. Bob led the girl down into what was a shady dell in the summer. Here stood a ramshackle hut which had been built there many years since for some purpose. It had no door, and oné could see the sky in patches through the roof. As the young people came abreast of it they were confronted by a gaunt-looking man, at- tired in garments that might once have adorned @ se ow. His hair was cropped close to his head, and a two-weeks’ growth of beard did not improve his general look. The man eyed them both searchingly. “You do not belong in these he said, in a hollow tone. “You you came from the city.” e “That’s right,” replied Bob, watching him war- ily. holidays.” “I thought so. Do you want to do me a favor? Do you want to save my life?” said the man. “Save your life!” said Bob. “It doesmt seem to be in any particular danger that I ean see. Are you ill?” “No, but Iam starving for a mouthful of food. I haven’t eaten a thing in two days.” “That’s easily remedied. All you have to-do is to apply at the kitchen of yonder farm-house and you will be wouldn’t turn a dog from his door at any time, much less at Christmas,” said Bob. “J dare not venture there,” said the man, in a despairing tone, “nor at ‘any other house in this neighborhood.” “Dare not! Why not? What do you fear?” “will you bring me some food here—anything, even what is thrown to the dogs, and promise not to mention you have seen a man hiding in these woods ?”~ “Well, I promise, though I have my doubts arts, do you?” cok to me as if about the prudénce of it.” “And you will come rong “Is this some trap Ag re Jaying for me?” “No, 1 swear it isn’t. The man“spoke with an earnestness that per+ -suaded Bob to believe him. “Very well, I'll come alone.” ~_ “T trust to your word. i you. €ive me, = 4 shall kill myself before—— a > “Kill yourself!” exclaimed Bob. eee “We are on a visit to this farm for the taken care of. Farmer Wheat a

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TOO LUCKY TO LOSE t “Yes. You see, 1 am prepared to do it.” -_ He drew from underneath his a revolver. Nellie uttered a low cry and e a move to step in front of her escort. Bob caught her around the waist and pulled her back. He per- ceived that her se was to protect him, and -like a flash he saw that the girl would have run the risk of a bullet for his e. “Put up your eng said thé boy sharply; “don’t you see it frightens the young lady ?” The man obeyed. E = “You must have some powerful reason for your _ actions,” said Bob. : “J have. Perhaps I will tell you when you ‘eome back with the food.” : _ “Well,” said Bob, after a pause, “I’ll bring you the food under the conditione you lay down; but if there is trickery in this——” - ' _.... “There is none. I swear it before Heaven this pe Christmas day.” : “Come, Nellie, we will go.” They turned and walked away from the ~~ silence. : = “You will bring.me food?” the man cried after em. ‘ “Yes,” replied Bob. It was some moments before Bob spoke. “Nellie, what made you try to get in front of ~ me when that fellow drew his gun? Was it be> - - cause you were willing to risk your life for my sake?” he said. ~_ The girl said nothing, but Bob felt her arm, __. which he had hold of, tremble. Her manner seem- ~ ed to imply that she was not displeased, so he took courage and went further. “Do you love me, Nellie? Yes or no?” : She flashed him one look, then with a fluttering _ “Yes,” she hid her face on his shoulder. Spot in CHAPTER XIIi.—Phil’s father. ~ don’t want you to go,” said Nellie, twenty Beane later, oo Bob took a small basket of ~* food from the housekeeper for a man he said he ‘had found starving in the woods, and started for Hate: yk; nothing will happen to y- clump of “Ave yeu alone?” the fellow asked/eautiously. “You brought the food. Give it to me,” he said, - issuing from the bushes and advancing with a _ greedy eye fixed on the basket. Bob handed it him. He tore off the paper that covered it, _ seizing a piece of meat and pread, began Se ae - = ee . Oe “You've = \ =. life, young % ven me a new “oO ; 4 a ifm everlastingly obliged toiyou,” he ar S = sags : eee: “Glad to hear it; now perhaps you'll tell me why you ave hiding there in the woods?” said the young Wall Street speculator. “Y'd rather not. I intend to leave as soon as I can. I depend on you and the young lady noz to mention that you’ve seen me.” “What have you been doing? Trying to rob a farm-house hereabouts ?” “No, I haven’t!” snapped the man. take me for a professional crook?” “T thought probably you were, You haven’t killed anybody, have you?” “Why do you think that?” “I merely asked you. You have some strong . reason for keeping shady, and that is a very good one, as you say you haven’t committed a robbery.” “Ym not a murderer. ‘on a man in my life.” “Then what have you done?” “Will you promise to keep quiet about having met me if I tell you?” Bob hesitated, but finally said yes. “Six years ago I was arrested and ‘convicted of stealing money from the firm 1 worked for. I was their bookkeeper and cashier.” 4 “What has that te de with your preagt situ- ation?” “Everything.” “How ?” : “Do you I never drew a weapor “T was sent to the State prison for ten years.” —_ “Ten years?” “Yes. Ordinarily the rebate-brings that down to six years and eight months.” . “T see. Flow did you get out before your time was finished ?” “T escaped.” “Oh!” ~ ~ “A few days before I broke out of prison a man was brought there to serve a year for stealing a side of beef from a refrigerating car belonging to one of the big packing companies,” went on the fugitive. “The crime was committed two weeks before. It didn’t take long for the author- ities.to send him up. On the day he arrived I saw in.a daily paper in the library the particu- lars of the case brought by the Government against the Beef Trust, a much more extensive > ‘Jawbreaker than the man who stole a few dol- — ~ lars worth of beef. The case against the trust’ - has been pending in-the courts longer than I’ve —_ been in prison. and has progressed far enough — in that time for the defendant to plead ‘Not guilty.’ Do you call that a fair deal all around? No, the world ain’t run fairly, as-I said before.” “Very likely it isn’t, but the fact that the offi- cials cf the Beef Trust are not yet convicted doesn't excuse the man for stealing the piece of “Bah! Wait till you “We won’t argue the matter. What do you — think your chance is of reaching the place you're = bound for?” = : oi “Jf I had a dollar or two, it would be pretty good.” 3 - tase = is € » “Why don’t you hold me up with that gun you have and go through me?” said Beb, in a jesting © tone. = . : “Because I’m not N BS ee est committing any more crimes _. if Lean help myself.” _ees an ! t older and the trusts tread on your toes, you’ll think differently.” =~

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18 TOO LUCKY “But you meditate suicide in case you’re cor- nered—that’s a crime, punishable in the next world if not in this.” “Have you got any money about you?” “T have.” “Will you lend me two dollars?” “Give you two dollars, you mean.” “Well, I suppose so.” “If I did that, I would lay myself open to prosecution for aiding and abetting the escape of a convict.” “Who'd know it?” “Say, who are you? What's your name?” “Give me two dollars and promise to keep it to yourself and [’ll tell you.” “No, I won’t give you a cent; but here is a $5 bill I’m going to put in that hole of that oak tree for the birds to build a nest with next spring, if they find it there,” and Bob suited the action to the word. “Now you can answer my question or not, as you choose. In any case, we part now, for it is getting on to dinner time and I can al- most Gopal the turkey out here.” Bob picked up the basket and looked at the man. “T might tell you that my name is John Smith and you wouldn’t know the difference, but as you brought me the food and are giving me a lift on my road indirectly, I'll treat you fair. My name is George Sketchley.” Bob almost dropped the basket, so at was _- his surprise. This man, then, was Phil’s father and Farmer Wheat’s brother-in-law. And here he was a fugitive from justice on the farm on Christmas Day. It certainly was an odd happen- ing. ~*~ CHAPTER XIV.—Back. Again in Wall Street. So you are George Sketchley, the father of Phil Sketchley, who was provided for by his uncle, Amos Wheat, the owner of this farm, after you aa were sent to prison?” _-. -* The convict uttered an exclamation. x “Is my son here on this farm?” he cried, in “ gome excitement. “No. This was his home until about a month ” - “He went away, then? Where?” - “New York City.” — ; ; “Did Wheat set him up in business?” OP. “Why did he leave this place, then, if it was hig home?”... . “He got tired of farming,” replied Bob, who did not want to tell Phil’s father the truth. : was a fool!” cried George Sketchle grily. “He left, was the only relative the ol 2 should have feathered his nest while he had the an- eat’s _ out of prison. TO LOSE “I’m afraid not. The young lady you saw here a while ago is her daughter, and Mr.- Wheat is interested in her.” “That settles it. Phil has killed his chances by leaving here. Serves him right. I have no sym- pathy for him,” said Sketchley, angrily. Evidently there was little love lost between father and son. “Well, Mr. Sketchley, I must-go. I promise you I will say nothing to anybody about you, and Miss Dale, the young lady who saw you, wil not speak, either. I wish you luck and hope you reach your destination, for it will go hard with 7. if you are caught and taken to prison,” said ob. “One moment, young.man. You have behaved very decently toward me, and I am grateful to you. I should like to know your name.” “My name is Robert Sterett.” . = “Of New York?” “Yes.” 5 “I'll remember you as one who has’ done me a good turn. If I ultimately make my escape I'll give you the credit for it. If I don’t escape— well, they won’t take me back to prison. You can depend on that. Good-by.” “Hadn’t you better remain here till it is dark? I'll bring you some dinner in a couple of hours and leave the basket in that hut. What do you say?” “And you won’t say a word about me?” said Sketchley, looking hard at Bob. “T have already promised that.” “Very well. I'll wait. If you don’t see me, leave the basket. in the hut and I will get it.” “Good-by,” said Bob, who then walked away. He found Nellie in the yard anxiously await- ing his return, She had grown very nervous over the length of time he had been away. She was greatly relieved when she saw him coming across the field, and she welcomed his approach with a happy smile. With womanly curiosity she want- ed to know what. had taken place between him and the disreputable scarecrow, but Bob put her off and began talking about something else. Half an hour after dinner Bob secured some of tie remains of the turkey, bread-and butter, and half of a mince pie, together with another jug of mii<. With these in the basket he visited the woo'ls ~~ again. Sketchley was not in sight. Bob did not shout for him this time, but left the basket a the hut and returned to the house. Next ds/ when he went to the woods again in compa’s with Nellie he found the basket empty, whie: ~~ showed that the escaped convict hadenjoyedacolid Christmas dinner through the kindness of the bo* speculator. Later in the day two officers fro. ; Auburn penitentiary called at the farm to leara | if the escaped prisoner had been seen there. This was the first intimation Amos Wheat had that George Sketchley, his brother-in-law, had brok 1 He had no knowledge that t+ man had been in the neighborhood, and told ‘* 2 officers so. Bob, being a visitor at the farm, wr; 4 not interviewed, much to his satisfaction, and t'e _ officers went on to the next farmhouse. We may as well say here that George was not recaptured. He made his way to New York, ~ found a chance to work his way on a schoonerto _ Cuba, and’ from there subsequently went on toa = _ = ? ern na SFB Sa Seah OSE ne a En i

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TOO LUCKY TO LOSE ~» 19 South American port where his safety was as~ sured. m the day after New fear the young Street on the day after New Year’s, the young saree and broker found that Stewart had conducted matters in a perfectly at Stewart way during his short absence. 7 “D. & J. had a short boom during the week,” ' he told Bob, “and I ‘was tempted to go into it, but after some deliberation I decided not to work independently of you. It was lucky for me that I kept out of it, for it suddenly slum — body was looking to see it go hig’ er, and would have lost money had I gone into it. oa ing else of impdrtance took place in the market while you were away.” ~ «A. few. days afterward C. & A. began to ad- vance, and Bob thought it, looked like a_ safe Proposition, so he bought 1,000 and took Stew- >> art’s order for 150 at 75. While he was sitting in his office, Phil Sketchley came in. He was not quite as chipper as previously, and he admitted =e § he bed lest a considerable part of his money on D. & “Did you hear that your father escaped from —" prison?” asked Bob. \ “No. Did he?” _ “He did. I spent Christmas week with your uncle on the farm, and I] met your father hiding in the woods back of the house.” = “The deuce you did. How did you know him? asked Phil. “He told me his name. I told him you had _ been living on the farm for the last six years, but _ that you had come to New York, for you were tired of Tt the country.” \ “Did you tell him I took that $1,000?” =t ae YWhy should I? It wasn’t to your. cred- Be he captured and taken back to prison?” ies to my knowledge.” ee he tell you how he escaped?” i “He didn’t tell me.” “What did the old man say about -his hanging around the farm?” - “Mr. Wheat? He doesn’t know he was there.” “How came you to meet my old man?” - Bob how he had met Sketchieg, Be. : = spe ror ; oe nat? Pier ~ Why ita = ay pragma __ “Because.1.don’t. believe in Lats people about. “Where is that pretty typewriter you had here the last time I led?” Phil said, as he get up. “She’s out just now.” 8 must be making muuney to be able to hire a oe made no reply, but \arned to his desk and took up a letter from a correspondent. “Good-by,” said » moving toward the door. “Good-by,” said Bob. In a few days C. & A. got up to 80, and then Bob sold out, making $5, He was now worth close on to 000, and his streak of luck ap- te be as strong as ever. CHAPTER XV.—Concelusion. 2 Bob’s advertisement, coupled with. his market letter,/brought him more business each week, and he seemed in a fair way of establishing. quite a large mail-order connection with out-of-town cor- respondents. He now called twice a week at the Y.. W. C. A. and took Nellie out either for a walk or to some place of amusement. “I shall miss you more than I. can tell you, dear, when you to live with your uncle this summer,” he said one night. “But I don’t want to 0,” want to leave you.” “Your uncle expects you to go to the farm, and he plans to keep you there right along. It will be to your interest to fall in with his views. I hate to lose you, but I don’t see how things can be altered. We will have to do our love-making through the mail, and that isn’t half as good as the way we are doing it now.” Next agro = “when Bob took a walk down to the Curb he found some excitement going on there. -Asking a trader what was on the tapis, he was told bs a Death Valley mine, of hither- ed no eT. ortance, called the Piute Consoli- suddenly turned out a winner under its a og tne fee “You don’t a it!” cried Bob, not a little ex- cited himself. “Why, I've got 20,000 shares of that stock stowed away in my safe.” “The deuce you have!” cried the trader. “Yes. I bought it of one of the original stock- holders who was hard up for funds just_before J went into business for myself.” “Want to sell it?” ‘What will you give for it?” “Fifteen cents a share.” she said. ted $3,000 for the whole block, That for which Bob had paid only $50. Suth a profit as that was phenomenal, but, nevertheless, the Fe tie’ Gus ‘teader -was willing: to give fttegs cents a share for it, the chances were it was “When did the. neys ri he asked the trader. “About twenty minutes ago, and everybody is i ae Piute now.” iy > “Is much around?” “Not a whole lot, I guess. At any: rate, pone has turned up yet.. You're the first. 2 eS i-th: Ee -8 “T don’t ‘Person oe: eerie

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- gnd made for his own * Crosby would have a fit when he discovered that Consolidated was ge on. 20 TOO LUCKY TO LOSE “The news will have to get around before much of it comes to the surface, as the bulk of it is probably held by outside investors who bought when the mine was originally being promoted,” said Bob. At that moment Bob remembered that Broker Crosby, on his floor, had offered him 10,000 shares of Piute Consolidated when he first went in busi- ness at five cents a share, at a.time when the stock had no market to speak of. - He wondered if saa had heard the news. If he hadn’t, Bob saw the chance to get the stock at bargain rates, and thus capture an additional profit through the discovery. He left the Curb and hurried back to his office building. Getting the list of mining shares Crosby had left with him, he entered that trader’s office. Crosby had just come downtown and was taking off. his overcoat when Bob was announced. “Say, Mr. Crosby, you've got some Piute Con- solidated, haven’t you?” said the —- broker. “Piute Soong accep replied the trader, who did not keep track of his comparatively worth- less bunch of mining shares, among which he reckoned the mine in question; “is it on that list I left with you?” “Yes; 10,000 shares.” " “Then I guess I have it yet. Want some of on” “Pll take what you have got if you'll sell it cheap enough.” “What did I offer it to you for?” “Five cents, which was more than it was worth.” “You can have it for three cents, spot cash.” “fll take it,” cried Bob quietly. The broker kept the mining stock in his pri- vate safe, at the back part of it, and he got the bundle out, looked it over, and picked out the Piute Consolidated certificates. ‘ Seg ped are. Hand over $300 and take them away,” said Crosby. Bob paid the money down and shoved the cer- ' tificates in his pocket. e _As he to leave, Crosby’s cashier came “Anything new this morning, Bennett?” Bob heard the broker ask his man. ’ “There is something doing, I understand, on the Curb with Piute Consolidated,” replied the cashier. “Tom told me about-it when he came in a few minutes ago.” -. Tom was the office messenger. Bob hustled out He judged that had sold a good thing for a low price, much below its suddenly inflated value. He shoved the heing freely - i? o a" = *=- < Sat <p ies fe = ot ete = 4 Fig: ne tno 9 ¢ eR eS ete ae ee ae ED that he could have sold every bit of the 10,000 shares at that price, we cannot pretend to say. He felt that the boy trader had done him out of over $2,000 by ge the stock — from him before he heard the news of what transpired in the mine. As the transaction was a perfectly legitimate one, he could not do anything but ad- mit that the boy had showed his smartness in a very signal way. News came from Jersey City that 30 cents was being offered there for Piute Con., so the price advanced to that on the Curb. As the day advanced and the news spread about, and was published in the papers, people holding shares of the stock flocked to Wall Street to real- ize on what they had counted on as a bad invest- ment. In this way probably 40,000 shares of the stock got on the market that day. That afternoon Crosby caught Bob in his office and gave him a raking over the deal, but the boy told that it was merely a case where the early bird had captured the worm. Next day Piute Con. went up to 35, and as it showed little signs of going much higher just then, Bob sold 10,000 shares at that price. During the following week he sold 10,000 more at 40. The balance he held on to even when it went to 60. His cap-. ital now amounted to $40,000. By the time sum- mer came around a he was worth $75,000, and his mail-order business had grown so big that Nellie had to give her whole attention to his work, He had also picked up a lot of city cus- tomers, chiefly through the good offices of Stew- art, who was now worth about $10,000, and as he was sensible that he owed all his good fortune to Bob, he felt he couldn’t do too much for him in return. Finally the time came around when Farmer Wheat wrote to Nellie and asked her to come and Next week’s issue will contain “THE STOLEN ae or, THE TREASURE OF THE CATA- EXPENDITURE OF AMMUNITION IN _ ~~ PLAND q ity <=.

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY 21 CURRENT NEWS JAPAN’S SEAWEED PULP INDUSTRY ~ That the manufacture of paper pulp from sea- weed is proving a profitable undertaking seems evidenced by the fact, reported by Consul Gen- eral George H. Scidmore, that the only company manufacturing this pulp is building another fac- tory. This concern was organized in December, 1919, and is producing, by a secret process, about 50 tons of pulp daily, which is largely used in the composition of cigarette paper. The new plant when completed will have a daily capacity of 150 tons “3 pulp. The present price is about 5 cents a pound. BOTTOM DROPPED OUT OF DEEGAN’S PASTURE Twenty-five acres of Charles Deegan’s farm, - near Burke, S. Dak., suddenly sank thirty feet one night, recently, and where once his best pas- ture lay he has nothing but a lot of not very beautiful scenery. It dropped, straight down- ward, leaving here and there pinnacles ten feet in diameter and thirty feet high. Geologists say - that the land was probably supported in the past by a subterranean lake that has been emptied in some mysterious manner. They base this on _ the fact that a number of low-lying surface pond and lakes have lately filled up. ; ' The sunken piece was the favorite part of the pasture, and the night before the big a the cattle that usually occupied it refused to leave the shelter of the farm buildings, bellowing mightily and running back évery time they were driven to that corner of the field. roe 7 — The Deegan farm contains a deep protected- _ anyon in which there are boiling springs, and flowers bloom in the canyon all the year and the hae is always green. Five years ago the ae! discovered in it an ideal winter resort, and since then thousands of them save the long South- ern hike and nest there in their steam-heated apartments. =~ PAPER CLOTHES _ _ Having solved the problem of the cost of men’s Ee Semany. is giving England the. benefit of ihe wledge. Result: one suit for 60 cents, a ~~ consignment, has bought 40,000 and 10,000 were “3 Tass mah India last week. “Several varieties have come over so far. There - @re morning suits, with es sers, blue “ ” business suits, and a num- ber of patterns of black, white and mixed checks. gray overcoats and boys’ sailor suits are also being impo c Two. enterprisi newspa) reporters have en the paper clothes a trial. One walked along @ Thames embankment in a ‘rainstorm... The om of the trousers soon were splashed with which made the beautiful.colored Il check design “run” beyond all recognition. When he put his hands into the trousers pockets he found the materia] so stiff the coat was lifted off his shoulders, Both men applied the fire test to the suits which refused to burn, but smouldered with wax TS fumes. Neither attracted much attention thouch walked along fashionable streets, visited yo House of Commons and ate in a restaurant, The suits are advertised as made of the “best class of paper texture.” Rain had little effect on them outside of spoiling the colored pattern. The “cloth” of which they. are made has a hard, shiny appearance something like that of brown wrapping paper and the texture is that of fine, closely woven sacking. The cut and fit- of the suits leave considerable to be desired unless the wearer has one of those perfect. store mode] figureson. which they are cut. Kowever, after the expected chorus of con- temptous merriment over the suits has run its course, it is believed there will be a considerable demand for them from men who. are more con- cerned with price than style and who might rather pay 60 cents for a suit every week or two ren from $50 to $150 a year for the real cloth ind. GIRL SAVES PREACHER Miss Frances B. Holstein, a student at the Uni- versity of Illinois, earned her scholarship and a Carnegie Medal by methods quite out of the or- dinary. She saved the life of Rev. Benjamin W. Soper, pastor of a small church in Florida, by quick thought and action after he had been bitten in the ankle by a large rattlesnake, one of the lazy, highly venomous type so t y met = in rer . iss Holstein was one of a party which i cluded the Rev. Mr. Soper, Bishop GhartGe Mann of the Episcopal Diocese of Florida, and others who were enjoying a picnic near Cocoanut Grove. The Rev. Mr. Soper was bringing a pail of water from an adjacent spring when he was struck by the rattlesnake. Bishop Mann immediately killed the snake, but Miss Holstein gave her attention to the wounded man, whose ankle was swelling enormously. She tore up her skirt and made a tourniquet, borrowed a penknife and slashed the wounds left by the rattler’s fangs until they bled freely and then sucked out the poison. “You took awful chances,” friends told. her, when she related the incident. “Had there been the slightest abrasion in the skin of you would have died miserably.” ~_“T never gave that a thought,” she replied, “There was nothing remarkable about it. I si ply did what any one else would have done e thought of it ore I did.” ; Other members of the party brought the to the attention of the Medal offic your mouth and Miss: Holstein was awarded a medal ands $500 scholarship. She was given a choice j : enter the University ena ~S ” 7 | Ay f, schools and decided to THinois. : To ave? E>

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- . away, deadly, FAME Lost On Mt. Erebus A Boy Explorer At the South Pole By GAs!lON GARNE (A Serial Story) CHAPTER X—(Continued) By Joe’s advice they tied wet kerchiefs around their mouths and noses, Hawley joking the while to keep up the girl’s courage. “We must jerk off these cold water compresses before we put our heads: outdoors yonder, or they'll freeze stiff. me ot It’s the first = gaa ee has felt good on my skin for many a day. vv Y¥ou ndiculous boy!” she exclaimed, but ‘hér heart was full, knowing the real reason for Joe’s unflinching fun-making. ~ ; As he led the way along this narrow shelf to the left;the temperature rose rapidly fron® the fires below, until the wet kerchiefs steamed in the ~ human breath they drew. : Madge could feel a deadly heat Hag up from a far-down, red glow that was like the fearful glare from the deep abysses which they had seen at the bottom of the active crater, when the vapors were whirled aside as they stood on that overhanging lip somewhere above. Once she tottered outward, and the fumes of hot sulphur penetrated her wet kerchief. “Oh, ne ” she gasped. “Steady. Don’t look down or we are gone.” The boy’s cool, steady tones, and the sfrong, tle clasp by which he steadied her finally rought them to the wider shelf. The girl down panting. Then Hawley made a discovery. “Goodness! Madge, I have left my pack back yonder where I laid it doyn. Wait here a min- ute.” ; “Don’t go-back, Joe!” shé almost shrieked. > “But without weoding sae plucky youth sidled © nimbly back to where the precious pack still lay, _while Madge watched him with starting eyes. How easily he seemed to move, and how sure, yet swiftly he made the return passage. “Tt is I that make you go slowly over these dangerous places,” the girl owned to him frank- ly when he came to her again. E ~ “And aren’t you well worth slowing down for ? now and then “But the risk to go sd much faster poke, anyhow.” : ; - Hawley fairly whooped with laughter, and his merry peal sounded strangely enough in that far own cavern. ~ You beat the band, Madgy! Woulda’t I be in a bad shape, lost on Mount Erebus, and with no one to-talk to. -Who’d know how badly I’m seared, if you were not along?” 2 sim one, Joe. You dear boy!. Do you think I don’t see how your nerve_and yqur ' jokes im this dreadful place are saving me— : ist my own fears?” s _ “Phere, there, little gitl. Don’t cry. Take up ou fs terrible, when you could s yourself. I’m such a slow AND FORTUNE WEEKLY your own burden again, and we will see what there is outside of that ghostly looking hole ahead. Let us hope it is some way out of this oven. CHAPTER XI. “Save Me! I’m Falling!” The lava shelf whereon the pair were then resting curved toward the right again and led them without further peril into the old seam they had traversed, but on the o} te side of the fiery crevice which had halted them-at first. “Look, Madge. Yonder is our outlet. ‘The heat is already giving way to the outward cold. Take off your wet kerchief and stow it some- where against your body so the moisture will dry. I will do the same with mine. Are we all right now?” |. Hawley: saw that the two packs which each bore were securely to their backs, this strange o a brilliant panorama of strange and un y the zenith. “What can it mean?” exclaimed » who, though she had seen something like it er was awestruck with admiration. “Isn’t it ectly Oh, Joe! It can’t be the ‘northern “Northern lights, goosie! No; but it is what we called by that name way back in the States. It’s the Aurora, all right, though I suppose we ought to term them ‘southern lights’ down here.” By this time they were close to the mouth of the seam, which was doubtless one of the ex- plosive vents made in some former eruption of — the great Antarctic volcano. Hawley again consulted his chronometer and compass. Allowing for the variation, they were on the polar side of Erebvs 2nd it was after midnight. In this latitude 22d at the seasén then im force, the sun would doubtless have been wsible but for a bluish gray haze hanging low over the distant mountains, that still! Warred the way toward the pole. It was a lower range, but it looked formidable in its ghastly white, silent -stretch of outline. It seemed to bar this daring couple from further. attempts. : Madge felt the weight of this, and Joe noticed — the drawn, hopeless pallor on her face. ~ =z) “T'll tell you what we both want,” said he promptly’ “And that is a bit of sleep. Come we'll eat a bite, then you must x up in your — bag and take forty ee 2 I do believe I am tired. But you will rest, — too, won’t you, Joe?” . — “Yes, of course. We'll eat, then I’ll figure’ out — my last reckoning while you lie down. After — ox I guess I will have a try at old Morpheus — Bag silly joker!’ What would I do withodt — ou = ee ee e (To,be continued) = .

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AN ELECTRICAL SHOE-SHINE Electricity, operating through the medium of the vacuum cleaner and the clothes-washing ma- chine, threatens to put out of business the old- fashioned household worker so far as the matter _ of supplying elbow is concerned. Now the busy little motor is making gestures that in- __ dicate a desire to make an end to the business of - polishing shoes by force of arm. An enterpris- Ing boot-black of 42nd Street, New York, has installed an electric machine that does this, and _ does it well. So we may expect that eventually _ the chap who smears. blacking on his hands for _ the purpose of getting the proper fine finish on the shoes of his customers will do so no more, but 74 will be able to carry to work and home again the most elegantly manicured of snow-white digits, if his fancy runs in that direction. = Sg TE _. MOTION PICTURES FOR RECRUITING A two-reel motion picture film entitled “Troops in the Canal Zone at Work and Play” has been prepared by The Adjutant General of the Army through the courtesy of Fox, International and Pathe News Weeklies. The footage is 1,875 feet. This film shows soldier life in tropics.. The scenes include excellent views of the Army posts and _ their varied activities. Particular attention has - €rocodile hunt. Twenty-two prints have been se- cured and have been distributed to a number of ' Yecruiting stations for recruiting purposes. THE SEVENTY-FIVE MILE. GUN We stated, in our issue of April 27, 1918, that the Germans were probably using one of: their naval guns with a subcaliber tube inserted ha _ 0f seventy-five miles. It now ap that they _ did use several worn-out, 45-caliber, 15-inch naval guns. They screwed on to the muzzle of this reat gun an additional outer tube forty-five feet length, and then inserted a tube one hundred - feet in length, which was bored and rifled to a bore of 8.2 inches. To the gun as thus assembled wt added a smooth-bored twenty-foot section, total length being 120 feet. This great ] as adopted in order to down the powder sure and the erosion. e guns, because of inequalities in the powder were erratic, and it is believed that after fifty rounds they became ‘So worn out as to be unusa le.—Scientific Amer- BIGGEST RADIO PLANT : The largest and most powerful wireless station the world has just been completed near Bor- ling to American plans, and was half finished e time of the armistice. Now it has passed » the hands of the French Government and i reg to send messages half way around ‘The antennae are carried On eight metal towers ‘FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY THE NEWS IN SHORT ARTICLES. obtain the necessary length for the great range - ix, France. It was begun by Americans ac-_ 23 240 meters high and cover a space a kilometer and a half long and 400 meters across. Each tower, which is supported on three legs, weighs 550 tons, a quarter of the weight of the Effel Tower. This Lafayette station, as it is called, uses an alternating current of 11,000 volts, with a fre- quency of fifty cycles, which can develop Hertzian waves 2,300 meters long. The distance at wHich messages can be picked up is estimated at 20,000 ow eet half the circumference of the earth. STOLEN 18 YEARS AGO FINDS HER OLD HOME Advices received from Blackstone, Va., said that Mrs. W. T. Rickard of Tonawanda, N. Y., had succeeded through her brothers and sisters there in establishing her identity as Lula Joyner, who in 1902, when five years old, was kidnapped from her home in Dinwiddie County, Va. Mrs. Rickard was brought up as a child in the home of Mr. and Mrs. Earle in the suburbs of New York City and was given the name of Zella Earle. under which she subsequently was married. She and her husband moved to Tonawanda, where she received anonymous letters informing her of her real name and where she was from. She started- an investigation and with her two children went to Blackstone to establish her identity. She does not recall the details of her kidnapping. At the time the girl disappeared, a neighbor of the Joyner family was arrested and narrowly es- caped lynching. Citizens were so positive that he = guilty that a rope was actually placed about is neck. ° NATIVES WEAR PLUMES OF BIRD OF PARADISE New Guinea is the home of a large percentage of the world’s birds of parasise, writes Niksah. - The supply of these beautiful birds is fast failing. Not only do the women of Europe and America demand feathers for their bonets, but the natives of New Guinea and surrounding islands make lav- ish use of the plumage as head dresses. In New Guinea it is the man who affects bird- of-paradise decorations. The women, like the fe- sears of paradise, are inconspicuous in dull colors. To obtain the much prized feathers the New Guinea natives ‘set out for the forest, knowing that the bird of paradise seeks to conceal his rain- bow hues in the dense foliage of the trees. If they can find no haunt of the desired birds they start calling in excellent imitation of the shrill, vely cry of the bird of ise to its mate, is ruse is usually successful, and a bird shows itself only to be snared or shot down with arrows. — : In mating season the male bird dances before the female he desires as a mate, to display his beautiful feathers, and at such a time s sorbed are the birds in their own affairs that large numbers are taken easily by the wily natives, so ab-. ie Wed ee ae

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@ - ADRIFT IN MiD-OCEAN By Col. Ralph Fenton. — The tollowing tale was told me by a man now far advanced in years, and as I listened to the recital of his dreadful experience, I trembled with suppressed horror. A late incident recalling the story, after lying dormant in my memory for some years, I deter- mined to put it on paper. “There were no steamers in those days,” be- gan Jerry McDonald, “and all those who wished to enjoy the blessing of the freedom of this glori- cus country were compelled to reach here after a long and tedious passage in packets. “When I was a lad of nineteen, a long pro- jected resolution to come to America was sud- cenly seized by my father with renewed energy. Our little farm was sold, as was also our horse, ear cows, and—whet every Irishman is supposed to have—our pigs. “There were four of us, my father, mother, Mike, my brother, and myself. Passage was_se- cured on the Plectwing, a fast clipper built ship, j sailing from Liverpool, with a load of grain and pig iron. “We had been out of port about fourteen days, when indications appeared of a heavy storm. “Night settled down, and the darkness was inky in character. So dense was it that we could = not see how. fierce were the clouds in appear- ance, as they slowly settled down; but when , morning broke the black scene impressed each ~ ene on the vessel with a feeling of awe. “Watching the captain carefully I could not mes fail seeing that he was uncasy in mind, for he restlessly paced the quarter deck to and fro, stop- ping now and anon to level his glass at a huge mass of inky clouds. ; “Once the mate approached him and‘said some- Fe - thing in a low tone, the import of which I failed to catch, but I heard the captain’s reply, which was: ; tien below to sécure cargo.’ “To secure cargo,’ I thought. ‘Where and a how can danger come from that quarter?’ “YT soon was destined to learn. . “Half an hour had hardly more than passed, when the captain, who had been gazing like a ry statue to windward, sudenly became full of life - ’ and animation; calling the first officer he gave =: some hurried orders, saying, in conclusion: ; ~ “*Be lively now, for the storm will burst on us in a very few minutes.’ —x _“Up from the hold the ye e: = ae “Yd ratber stay on deck,’ 1 replied. — ‘all the loose timber “Open the hatches at once, and order all the white line; with a- FAME AND FORTUNE “WEEKLY near the gunwale “Very well, but don’t rf P we board.’ unless you want to be wa: over! “Clasping hold of a rope, I watched and wait- ed for the dread moment, It came very quickly. The huge mountain advanced with giant leaps, and striking. the Fleetwing on the quarter, threw her violently forward and downward until her row was fairly beneath the water. But grace- ully as a duck the vessel recovered from the staggering effects of the heavy blow. The next instant the squall struck her, and, ye gods! how my young heart. ed in my breast! The wind whistled through the rigging, and the seemed those of howling demons. Wave after wave now began to break over us with incon- eetralte fury, and the faces of all began to grow pale. “TI heard the tain say: ‘Never before did I meet such a gale; ut we'll weather it if the car- go don’t shift.’ “An hour passed and still we rode the waves; another, and then I noticed a queer heeling over in the vessel; the deck took a steep-incline such as I had never before seen. “My!” cried the captain. ‘It’s all up, we will go to the bottom!” “In less than a minute one of the wildest scenes of confusion ever enacted took place on the Fleetwing’s deck “‘Clear away the boats and get them ready . for launching!’ ordered the captain. ‘Also take you can find and build sev- eral rafts.’ : ; ; “Like madmen we all went to work, and swi ing axes with a terrible desperation, hewed out | pieces of timber for the rafts. Our work was be- ~ ing accompanied by continuous Shocks as the ‘heavy freightage o: pig iron in the hold jammed - : against the vessel’s side as each successive wave struck her. “Rapidly we worked, for death was at our - heels; each moment saw the vessel heel over fur- ther and further, until so steep was the incline of the deck that it was almost impossible to re- tain a foothold. : . “*Come, father, mother, Mike,’ I cried, and — ‘turning I led the way to the\raft which I had helped to construct; the vessel was lurching — heavily, and the captain cried: “*Get away as quick as you can, for she will go down in a minute!’ ts “I had reached the raft and just stepped on it, when looking around I saw my relatives not more than ten feet away. : ‘ “‘Hurry!’ I cried. ye as a stroke of lightning the vessel-took one yi ; seen. 4 “In , 1 cried aloud: ke other! where are you? eee “‘Jerry—Jerry!’ I heard above’ the howling of the tempest, and turning whence the cries — came, I saw my mother’s face for a single in- stant, then it disappeared forever. ‘ = waves tossed me about furiously, and = for a rope fastened to the raft, and to which I clung, I must have been swept away;. clinging — there, I heard a wail close by, and glancing up ~ 3 = - br

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY 25 Saw a white, iring face near me; I reached over and Mok the hand extended, and in a minute later it became my lot to rescue another Poor unfortunate, and we three miserable beings» clung to the rope and each’ other throughout that live] day. Ss With ‘the approach of night the storm abated, and when dawned again the wind blew —s a zephyr, and the sun arose in a cloud- S SKy. “All day long we kept a lookout for the boats, - but none did we see; their fate we knew not, : > Sage the worst, and when night came ; more miserable beings than we were could hardly exist. __. “Morning broke once more, and fondly and mM we scanned the horizon in search of relief; _ but no; the night shut us in once again without _ ® vestige of anything to base the barest hope upon. __ “Bill’s eyes had become a blood-red, and had im them a look whose appearance made me shud- _ der, when on several occasions I caught the bloody orbs fastened upon myself. __ “Lying down on my back, with eyes closed, I _ heard a footfall approaching me, and glancing up, I saw, but several feet distant, Bill Salter, With a long knife in his hand, which he was _ about to plunge in my body! _ . “Instantly the full truth burst upon me; ' driven wild by hunger and thrist, he was going _ to murder me, and then banquet on my flesh! _ - , “Sam Dicker was seleee us B my side, and seiz- him by the arm, I shouted: : Don’t let him mur- _ _“*‘Sam—Sam! Save me! _ der me!’ : ___ “With a bound Sam was on his feet confront- __ing ing burly form of Bill, whose eyes were danc- . e, « _ _"ewhat do you mean? demanded Sam. ‘What _ Were you about?’ ens ___ “¥ was goin’ to put this under his rib,’ re- ' plied: Bill, flourishing his murderous-looking __ knife, ‘and I mean to do it yet,’ and he ad 8 step. -“*You mean skunk!’ said Sam indignantly. *Would you then kill the lad?” ; “*Yes; some one’s got to die for t’others, an it might’s well be him. We’ve to have some- “to eat, so that’s an end on’t, and so out ae way,’ and he attempted to Sam “‘Back!” cried my protector. You can’t ‘touch that boy unless you ‘but I’ve ™ * eavily ray that Bill swung around, and buried it once or twice bat he hung sual ‘Phun, although he wounded » “The fight was a fight to the death, and neither would lose his hold, but they made furious at- tempts to drown each other. “Bach moment the raft was drifting away; catching up the end of the rope that had done such service before, I put the knife be- tween my teeth and plunged into the water; a few energetic strokes and I was near the com- batants. Bill’s back was toward me, and he was unaware of his danger until my hand was raised, holding in it the glittering blade; he tried to get out of the way, but too late; the gleaming steel was buried in his body. “With a groan he let go of Sam, who, letting in turn, the wounded man sank beneath the, surface; he came up once, at a little distance from us, and stretched out his hands appealing in our direction, ere he was swallowed up by the waters. “By the aid of the rope Sam and I regained the raft; where, once safe, we dropped on our knees and returned thanks for our preservation to Him who rules over all. “We were “weak almost to the point of death, and knew that should not help come soon, we must perish miserably; a thought entered” my mind to eat our shoes, and cutting the leather in strips, we managed to masticate some of it to a ulp and then swallowed it; it did not appease hunger, but it staved off the death that stared us in the face. “Another day went by, and we stretched our- selves upon the raft at night, knowing full well that ere another sunset, if rescue did not come, we would be corpses. : “Morning found us with throats swollen’ so ‘that we were unable to speak, with our tongues lolling from our mouths, and our limbs unable to sustain our weight. “In this extremity, when all hope was gone, when we had become resigned to our fate, the hoped for rescue came. IN PRAISE OF THE PEANUT The peanut used to be regarded merely as a trimming for the circus. Since the war it has The Department of Agriculture is now making scientific studies to discover the best varieties

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—— 102 pounds. Dressed it yielded _ if sturgeon meat, twenty-nine pounds of roe. 26 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY —————_———S=S======_=—=—=—==S NEW YORK, AUGUST 20, 1920. TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS Bingle Copies.........-..+++ Postage Free.... 07 Cents One Copy Three Months... ne es eee 90 Cents One Copy Six Months...... = Or apes Ohae One Copy One Year....... “ © 8a HOW TO SEND MONEY—At our risk send P. O. Money Order, Check or Registered Letter; remittances in y other way are at your risk. We accept ‘Postage Bamps the same as cash. When sending silver wrap the coin in a separate piece of paper to avoid cutting the envelope. Write your name and address plainly. Ad- dress letters to HARRY E. WOLFF, Publisher. 166 West 238d St., New York ITEMS OF INTEREST $40,000 FOR A HOG. A thoroughbred Poland China hog, which Wil- Iams Brothers bought fifteen months ago for } was sold to W. H. Ellsworth of Goldfield, ‘owa, for $40,000, declared to be the highest price ever paid for a hog. A LOST POCKETBOOK FOUND In 1888 a man now living in the West attended the P County Fair Grounds at Newport, Pa., and on the fair grounds found a pocketbook con- taining $5 and a small trinket. A Newport paper carried under “lost and found” an advertisement, inserted by W. D. Ballinger, of Millerstown, Pa., which stated that the owner would receive his property by identifying the trinket. Mr, Bal- linger stated that a friend recently sent him the pocketbook, the trinket and a $5 bill, with interest and money to defray the cost of advertising. SEA LION SKINS FOR SHOES. Prince Rupert, B. C., July 22.—Premier John Oliver’s suggestion that sea lions in this prov- ince be slaughtered -and their skins used for making shoes has met with approval of fishermen here, and plans were under way to-day for killin the animals on a large scale. Fishermen poin out that killing sea lions also will save fish in - these waters, for the average sea lion devours fifty pounds of food fish in a day. One fisherman recently killed 700 sea lions with the aid of three companions in two days on the Queen Charlotte Islands, TUSSLE WITH BIG STURGEON No longer is it neces for Michigan fisher- rie. oo Florida for bt fishing. Asa Curtis e thrills he wanted here one night land- Curtis had been spearing in eight e ‘orts after a two-hour tussle landed the. bi filo The was six feet long, citer fifty-one MAKE MONEY AS YOU WA:T Detective Sergt. James J. Gegan, with Detec- tives Cooper and Newman of the Bomb Squad, recently, arrested Martin Kaleja of No. 2735 West Fifth street, Coney Island, and Stanley Wailkus of No. 22 Scholes street, Brooklyn, on suspicion of engaging in a swindling scheme. They are suspected of having defrauded Mary Petrowski of No. 122 Hough avenue, Bridgeport, Conn., out of $3,200 on Aug. 9 last. According to Sergt. Gegan, the men brought a box with an electrical contrivance to the Bridge- port woman’s home and made her believe that the instrument could change tissue paper into dollar bills. They induced her to lend them $3,200, which they promised to duplicate. Then, accord- ing to Gegan, they placed the money in the box, which had a false bottom, and the lights in the room were turned out. When they were turned on again the woman was told her original money and the new money could be taken from the box the next day. They warned her against opening it sooner, because the ink on the greenbacks was still wet. The following day when the woman opened her “private mint” she found nothing but a roll of ssue paper with a dollar bill on each end. The detectives say other victims of the “private mint” manufacturers include Joseph Norwitch of No. 676 Wales avenue, the Bronx, who on May 18 lost $2,250; Anthony Borris of No. 270 South street, Brooklyn, who lost $700 last July, and Mrs. Charles Borbley of No. 25 Beacon street, Newark, who lost $1,300. LAUGHS He—You look cold. Shall I take off my coat and put it around you? She—Why take it off? “You college men seem to take life pretty easy.” “Yes; even when we graduate we do it by degrees.” Redd—The doctor ‘said he’d have me on my feet in a fortnight. Greene—And did he? “Sure. I’ve had to sell my automobile.” “You say the Blanks are going to move?” “LI think so; they have begun to scratch matches on the walls.” “Were you very sick with the flu, Rastus?” “Sick! sick man, ah was so sick mos’ ebery night - ah look in dat ’ere casualty list for mah name.” “You say you have made money out of poetry, girlie?” “Yes.” “Nonsense.” “No nonsense about it. Papa has paid me not to write any more. : Slopay received a card on which was engraved: “Professor Brace, Antiquarian.” He knew no such person, so his curosity led him to receive him. “What is your business, professor?” he asked politely. “I am a collector of antiquities,” poset the old — ae a i —_ ow can I serve you y paying a deposit on this bill you have owed for more than three years. 3 py

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY A FEW GOOD ITEMS. { RATTLESNAKES KILLED ‘Rattlesnakes seem to be more numerous this Year through the northeastern part of the State. - Roland Neyer of Hazelton, Pa., while fishing along the Lehigh River, killed one that had nine Yattles and a button, making the second he has despatched so far one the summer. Osear Schnauffer and his father of Weatherly, while hunting groundhogs near Penn Haven, were attacked by a rattler, which they killed after some manoeuvring. It is the largest ever seen here- abouts, having twenty-one rattles and measuring nime feet and three inches. It ‘is about three inches in diameter and is on exhibition at the Schnauffer home. WHY DO OUR HEARTS BEAT FASTER WHEN WE ARE RUNNING? _ When you start running, the brain knows at Onee that your legs and other parts of the body will need more blood to keep them going, and so the brain sends down orders through his special _herves which make the heart beat faster to get busy, and they do. Then when you stop run- Ning, your heart is beating faster than neces- -Sary and there is really an oversupply of blood being pumped through your systeni for the time being, and that makes you uncomfortable, until the brain sends word gh the other set of ea to the heart to slow down the heart beat. it is better te stop running gradually, to give the heart a chance to get back to iis normal beat _ gradually also.—From the Book of Wonders. GERMAN ACE WHO SHOT DOWN U. S. FLIERS IS KILLED. ‘Was one of the most noted German aces during by J. E. Friesen, ad- who has made final ar- of the great tract of 7 4 ’ SEMI-MONTHLY - the Films—Doings ; Stodios. and Lessons in Scenario ished the purchase of 125,000 acres of land in Mississippi at $18 an acre. The colony will get away during July, and the advance party will start putting up buildings as quickly as possible on the new location in Mis- sissippi. : FINDS COAL ? Farmers of Lampraan, Canada, will be using coal from their own mine within sixty days. A shaft now being driven at this city is forty feet from 2 coal bed. Chemical analyses of this coal show that it has a calorific value of more than 12,000 British ther- mal units and its eomponents are such as to as- sute a high grade, free burning coal. The mine bi be operated to a capacity of 1,000 tons aily. The mine was discovered by accident when a farmer was drilling an artesian well. The company is owned »>1 the mine will be operated by the farmers of ¢ :is district. Through the Canadian National Railways, whose lines pass throvgh this district, the coal will be quickly marketed and the quantity located is so great as to solve the future fuel problem of this region. Oe ~“ “THE WAY TO BECOME A MOVING PiIc- TURE ACTRESS” is in “Moving Picture Stories,” ) “No. 326. Get a copy. Price 7 cents; postage free. HARRY E. WOLFF, 166 W. 23rd St.. N. Y, eee v “MYSTERY MAGAZINE” 10 CENTS A COPY —— LATEST ISSUES —— 66 THE SECRET OF THE SEALED BOOK, by wine) on. t7 THE CLUE OF STEEL, by Willis Lathrop. 08 ALIAS LOUIS VARDON, by William Hamiton Osborne. STERY OF THE OLD TIME CLUB, \ My Bingold. UB, by Caroline 0 CAUGHT WITH THE EVIDENCE, by Ethel Rose.’ on. 61 A LITTLE GOLD SPIDER, by © THE VELVE! TOUCH, by Julian Darn ® x: 62 CLUE OF THE RED LAMP, ¢ 63 THE Ao 4 MP, by Charles Fy]. OF SOLOMON SNARE, by Wiliam “@ THE SCHEME Hamilton Osborne. The Famous Detective Story Out To-day in No, 65 is “QUICKER THAN THE EYE,” By Ralph Cummins. FRANK TOUSEY, Pub. 168 W. 23d St, N, y, . “MOVING PICTURE STORIES” — A Weekly Magazine Devoted to Photoplays and Players — PRICE SEVEN CENTS PER Copy Each number contains Four Stories of the Best Pim’. on the Screens—Elegant Half-tone Scenes from the Plays—Interesting Articles About Prominent People in of - Actors <r Actresseg in the 28d St, 3 ae

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Seat Ss “to his f FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY GOOD READING AMERICAN COIN IN CLOTHES A Pole named Pictr Talla, traveling _from Ameriea to Danzig, was taken ill recently in the Young Men’s Christian Association hut, Water- loo road, London, and removed to an infirmary. He had only two shillings and threepence in Eng- lish money, but hidden in his clothing he had twenty-two $10 gold pieces and paper money to the value of $990. His shoes were found to be very heavy and when they were photographed by the X-ray twelve large coins, presumably $10 gold pieces, were found hidden between the leather and the sole of each boot. FARMER’S WIFE REARING .YOUNG DEER ON A BOTTLE The stock on the farm of Harvey Trump of Gamble Township, near Williamsport, Pa., re- cently, has been increased by the ‘addition of a fawn which requires more care than any. other animal on the farm. When Mrs. Irving went to the meadow field the other evening to drive home the cows she. discovered a doe and its fawn in the herd. y When the doe saw the woman it ran and de- serted the fawn, which Mrs. Trump picked up in her arms and carried to the barn. The fawn now oeciipies a stall in the cow shed and is being cared for by, members of the farmer’s family, who were shown by a game protector how to feed it with a bottle. Three times a.day the fawn is given a bottle filled with warm milk. . For several weeks John Ely, also of Gamble Township, has been caring for a fawn that came is farm for ion when its mother was used by dogs. Ely plans to rear the deer until t is old enough to take care of itself when he will release it in the woods near his home with the hope that the present treatment will tend to make it a frequent visitor to the Ely farmhouse. GOVERNMENT “YEGGS” ae -, VAULTS. : Government experts are ciate the “Jimm Valentines” of the underworld at the Bureau o Standards in their effort to decide upon the type of vault to be selected for Federal Reserve Board deposits. A number of vaults, embodying the TEST BANK . latest “anti-burplar ideas have been completed, and tests are now under way to determine if they are sufficiently “proof” to be intrusted with the millions of dollars which the board distributes among members of the Reserve System. _ The specimen vaults are of concrete, reinforced with various materials guaranteed to discourage the most patient drill pusher. In some of them sheets of case-hardened steel have been inserted between layers of concrete; while iron rails, ar- ranged in tiers, have been placed in others. A quantity. of hard glass is to be tested in one e opinion having been expressed that this sharpest drill, while fusing Gah Somers ele ee. every mechanical method yet put forward by the masked cult, - BOY TREED BY BEAR Robert Collins, 15 years old, lives in the village of Hilliard, Ky. He has been in the habit of go- ing out into the woods hunting for small game. The other day he was looking for squirrels and he went around the top of’a hill about three miles from town. There he met a big black bear. Robert had sare heard of shooting a bear be- hind the left foreleg so as to get to the heart, so he fired in that direction. But the bear charged and the boy had to run quite a distance. At last he came to a small tree, the bear close on his trail. Robert climbed the tree and fired his three remaining shells at the bear. He succeeded in wounding the big animal, but could not tell how seriously, as the bear remained close to the tree and showed no inclination of dying. Robert stayed up in the tree all night. He was found early the next morning by searchers. - The bear was still there, but nearly dead from loss of blood. The boy says he will wait a couple of years before going where he is likely to encounter another bear, but the people of Hilliard say he pane his escape as well as most men would have one. GERMAN MONKS IN SMUGGLING DEAL The German crime wave engulfs even the pious monks. The Berlin criminal police have bared a gigantic smuggling plot which a Bavarian mon- astery attempted to execute, The-Monastery of St. Boniface obtained per- mission to emigrate en masse with their belong- ings and settle in Switzerland. The Division of Capital Smuggling Surveillance got word that the monastery head, Father Gabriel, had intimate re- lations with a Berlin Kommerzienrat and two Munich art dealers. Detectives then discovered many huge cases being transported to the mon- astery shortly before the latter’s departure, Father Gabriel lied like a Trojan at the Ger- man customs, and declared nothing but the mon- astery’s legitimate property. The German cus- toms officials passed the pious tourists with a perfunctory examination. Then the Berlin sleuths intervened. A thorough search of carloads of monastery baggage disclosed hidden works of art *running into millions. of marks, including a Rafael, the “Madonna With the Infant Jesus,” and “St John the Baptist.” Further, sewed.in mattresses, the sleuths found checks totalling 800,000 marks, as well as stocks and bonds with interest coupons running into the — millions. The Rafael 6,000,000 marks, : Father Gabriel was to have split fifty-fifty with the art dealers and the Berlin financier after atone was valued. at the third degree Father Gabriel confessed and excused himself by saying he had suffered heavy _ losses in making purchases for a nunnery and s ee ade eee S - aS Pali de g the stuff over to Switzerland. Under

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SITS AMONG SNAKES. Dr. Marie Phi- salix is making a thorough study of poisonous rep- tiles and the practical uses to which they can be put. She spends her time in the serpents’ house of the fa- mous Zoo, the Jardin de| Plantes, where; she sits in her} laboratory with her snakes, sala-| manders, singing toads and grass- green tree frogs} about her. “Here,” she said, taking up a lovely newt with the resplendent orange waistcoat | ewhich Nature} gives him for} courting times, here is a gentle- man whose poi- son is not in a gland _ provided with a fang but under his skin,” -and she explained that this device, if it left him de- _ fenseless -before Mis enemy the Snake. vet de- fended his race, Since no snake could = eat “MNewts. He dies “from the effects - Of the first. Mme. Phisalix ds the only wom- ~ 2n engaged in re- Search work at the Paris = | ' two pen History Mu- ~Seum, and = she holds a uniene Position ~ Scientific She: took ~FPYree at Women’s - @nd was a pro-|} ot fessor of natural _ S€ience in differ- ent lveees, which x obtained in _ 1990 with a the- $18 on the sala- —™eander and poi- “sons from — the “Medical point of in the world. her de- Sevres | College To Men whe are Baid or are Losing Their Hair Let me tell you of my own case. I was almost completely bald, and as I had tried many tonics, lotions, etc., without benefit, I expected to remain bald for the rest of my life. But instead of baldness, I now have a complete growth of hair upon my head. This is all the more remarkable because I am 66 years old. : The way that I obtained a perfect hair growth was as simple as it was astonishing to me. While traveling I met an old Cherokee Indian who gave me a pomade or oint- ment to use upon my scalp. Although my confidence was meager, I used this compound. He told me it contained se- lected components from the Three King- doms of Nature. _ After several applications my look- ing ginse revealed a slight fuzz. This developed from day to day to a healthy growth of hair. Imagine my satisfac- tion in being able actually to brush the hair where there had been a bare scalp! Yet it was true. Soon I was able to comb it—and I have been able to do so ever since. I traded with the old Indian savant, obtaining the recipe. It was crude and the ointment was almost, nauseating. So I had it modernized, by a practical chemist, holding to the original princi- ple, and now from the recipe.a cosmetic peste is prepared. Men and women ave used it—and many are now doing so. In numerous cases remarkable re- sults are being reported. This ointment contains no alcohol nor anything else that has a tendency to «* the hair, the scalp or the roots. he way for you to prove what it will do for you is to try it. I will mail you the recipe free of charge. Your own physician will tell you that it is safe and you may ob<ain a supply from the druggist. Or you may get it from me. It is called Kotalko. A-proof box will be mailed, with the recipe, if you send 10 cents, silver or stamps, to John Hart Brittain, 150 East Thirty- second St., BE-103, New York, N. Y. This’ is a genuine announcement de- void of the lavish phraseology of the usual advertisements, but it means ex- actly what it says, and I, being a busi- ness man of geod reputation, stand ody to prove it to you. iseena NOW, JAZZ “EM UP, BOYS! ANEW AND WIFTY INVENTION “A Solid Gold Solid cord r Name and We'll Send You a Lachnit juatrated sure to cer ise. meres rod yi FREE od =— Your choice of 44 styl lors and sizes in the eee er of “RANGER” bicycles. We pay the freight from ee to your town. 30 Days Free Trial sts ’ ae select, actual riding test. 2 veges it Gaeaess 2 A 8 vance over our Face tory-to-Rider cash prices. Do not buy until you get our great new trial offer and low Factory-Direct- To-Rider terms and prices. TIRES Rider Vij write today for the big new Ca ones CYCLE ‘COMPANY antod MEAD Depjy.;sg CHICAGO otk, Ahi, - Made to your payable after "jeccind sure, PARK TAILORING COMPANY Dept 307 2 Chicago, ILL Non-purgative; no thyroid ft the druggists’; or write ‘or PREE BOOK to Kersin Com- apy, MG-163, Station. F, New York City. Best method n the world to become slender quickly, safcly, inex- renstvely-—snd stay thin. Every over-stout man -or voman pionlé tase weight snd improve persenality. love you; what todo ing. Tells te before

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* > Jane will do it for you. P| “not a sewing MUSK FOR PERFUMES A CHIN- ESE EXPORT A newly discovered perfume ex- tracted from seaweed was sold in lrance recently at $5 a drop. It is pid to take one ton of seaweed to produce five drops. Musk, so importnat to the perfum- ery compcunder, is a secretion of the male musk deer. Three kinds of musk | are distinguished in commerce the| most important and valuable being) the Chinese or Tonkin musk, imported principally from Shanghai. It is put up in small -tin-lined caddies, each containing two or three musk pods. These are generally adulterated with; dried blood, fragments” of leather, leaden pellets, etc., so that often little more than the original scent remains. The .Chinese pods vary greatly in value, according to quality and genu- iness.. Some musk collected from the western Himalayas is exported from India. It is much less prized than genuine Tonkin musk. The third va- riety, known as Kabardine or Si- berian musk, is: exported from Cen- tral Asia. It is in large pods, said) to be yielded by a distant species of deer, and is very inferior. Good musk | is of a dark purplish color, dry, | smooth and unctuous to the touch and) bitter in taste. A grain of musk will distinctly scent millions of cubic feet of air without any appreciable -loss of weight, and its scent is not only pene-; trating but more persistent than that of any other known substance. As an} ingredient in perfumery its powerful | and enduring odor gives strength and) permanency to the vegetable essences, so that it Is used in nearly all com- pounded perfumes. 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