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SUNDAY MORNING.
THE PARDONIING
OE SiDEWHEEL
DAWSON BjD.ll.tdtaadgo
Copyright, mi, liu D. 11. Tjlmadw
Me IXawsan's "fin" was weary from
vigorous shaking, his back was soro
from reposted slaps, his neck was
chafed hr the collar to which it had
long been a stranger, hut his state of
hdnd was one of most excellent satis
faction.
A man who has been sentenced to
twenty years of hard labor in the pen
itentiary and who comes forth free
and in the foil possession of his health
end of five is certainly emitiod
to some felicitation. That was pre
cisely what had happened to Mr. I law
son. lie had killed Ids man under
. vi Tint appeared cold blooded circum
stances to an intelligent jury. He had
pleaded self defense conventionally,
but the testimony was such that there
seemed no doubt of ids guilt. True,
there had been no eyewitnesses to
tii l slaughter. Those who testified
merely told of threats he had made, of
hi- bad reputation, of the peaceable
character of ills victim. The defense
had called no witnesses.
"’T.-iin’t worth while.” Mr. Dawson
had said to his attorney. “’Twouhl do
m >iv harm than good for any of mo
friends to testify to the gentleness of
me disposition. Snapper Griffln’d have
bad me dead in another wink If I
h dn’t jerked the trigger when I did,
and that's straight. He begun the
trouble and kept pushin' it on, while 1
tried me levclost to reason with him.
He'd- been dopin’ with somethin’, I
think, but lie didn't wiggle a wiggle
win el he pointed Ids gun. lie was
himself all right, and there's some
comfort in knowin’ it. for I'd hate like
blazes to feel Unit the only man I ever
killed wasn't responsible for himself.
I've got a mighty tender conscience.
Whether you know it or not. and it's
perfectly comfortable now. I'll take
whatever the court gives me, and I
won't whimper a whimper.”
The first night lie slept in the peni
tentiary ids attorney was delivering in
the levee district a message to Ids
friends. “Bump yourselves to get Van
Altren elected governor,” was tlic bur
den of it. Tile levee gang did not
know exactly what to think, hut they
were suiliciently well acquainted with
Mr. Dawson to accept the Instructions
in good faith.
Mr. Dawson's message was entirely
responsible for their action. To the
contrary, it was only an important
drop in a tolerably large tub of politi
cal suds. Their own candidate laid
“done them dirt"—quite by chance,
certainly not liy intention. He had al
lied himself in u moment of mistaken
wisdom with the Prohibitionists. They
were engaged in hesitating, and grunt
bling and scowling when Mr. Daw
son's message came, throwing the bal
ance over to the Van Altren side. Side
wheel Dawson never did anything
'without a good reason, but what his
reason was in this particular instance
they could not conjecture. They were
still in the dark on tlie day when Mr.
Dawson unexpectedly and triumphant
‘ ly returned.
“Say,” said lie after the first wave
of welcome had passed and he was sit
ting cotnforialily in the rear room at
Mnggsy a ;f'l!y‘s pin with a number
of old eWPTlieil a-"-notates about, him,
‘Tin owin' you hoys a lot for the way
you helped old Van to the puddin'. I
was a hit leary you wouldn't get next
to u fiat I was up to, but it didn’t cost
nothin' io try.”
‘‘\V’e didn’t get next; we ain't next
yet,” candidly observed Mr. Kelly. ”Is
Van a partio'ler friend of yoursV”
Mr. Dawson smiled. “No,” he re
plied, “but tie's got reason for believin'
me when 1 tell him i shot Snapper
Griffin 'cause Snapper Griffin was dead
set on givin’ me the long trip and for
no other reason.”
“We believe that,” said Mr. Kelly.
“We ktiowed your story was title, lint
we couldn't do nothin'.”
“Course you couldn’t. If any of you
had stuck your mugs into the game.
I'd have been queered to the limit.
T.ikely I’d have got the drop and gur
gle, and llm-ii Van couldn’t have
reached me even if his gratitude was
twice as long.”
‘•Then Van was owin’ you some
thin'!" Mr. Kelly and the others look
ed at Mr. Dawson with a common ex
pression of curiosity and admiration
mingled. “You’ve got its in the air.
Sideo heel. Take us down or we ll
bust.”
Mr. Dawson laughed this time aud
rubbed bis hands together. “Sure, I’ll
pike you down,” he said. " 'Twon't
take me long to do it either. M uggsy,
do you remember a little job we had
on six years ago this summer dowu at
Bayside, when”—
“When you was out all night and got
nothin' bat a pair of red eyes and a
lit of sickness and a stink of gas?” Mr.
Kelly put In. “Yes. I remember. 1 nl
me.st lost me faitli in you that time.”
“YesV” Mr. Dawson chuckled im
moderately. “I was to divvy wliat i
got from the place that dead easy
place with tiie open windows
you spotted one Sunday afternoon
when you was strolling home from
church. I was to divvy, and 1 got
nothin’ but”— He suddenly assumed
a reflective attitude, his hand upon his
smoothly shaven chin, his gaze upon
the ceiling.
“But what?” Mr. Kelly spoke with
the sharpness of a long starved and
desperate inquisitiveness.
“But—gratitude. It was the ruinmi
est go of me life. I followed the lav
just as you'd give It to me. I went
through the first floor first, gatherin’
op stuff worth maybe a tenner of hun
dreds. If I’d quit right there, I’d—
wet!, I'd be lookin’ forward to fifteen
more years of it ’stead of bein’ here
with mo future before me bright as
paste. But everything was so nice aud
quiet 1 just says to meself. Til tour
the next floor.’ So I piles me stuff by
the grand exit, where I can pick it up
when I strolls out, and climbs the
stairs.
“And tiie first thing l know I'm tail
in’ part in n high life tragedy drama.
*Twasn't no supe part either: 'twas the
role of the hero that drops in when
lie's least expected and saves tiie whole
cheese. I opens the first door I comes
to. and I nearly faints, owin’ to gas.
The room was full of it, and I closed
the door, stnndiu’ for a minute with me
hand on the knob thinkiu’. 'Twas no
picuie of mine, of course, but I couldn't
help feeliu’ that somethin' was wrong—
that somebody was tryiu’ to croak and
that it was up to me to save 'em if
they was to be saved. That settles it.
1 draws in two bagfuls of wind and
opens the door again, glidin' across the
floor to a window and raisin' the cur
tain, and then I tumbles. There's a
1 girl on the bed and a letter on the ta
ble—the same old layout. I tries to
raise the window, but* it won’t budge.
It didn't take me all summer to find
the leak. The stench was cornin’ from
a hole in the wall where a pipe—one
of these tilings that sticks out about a
foot-had been busted off. She must
have hung her whole weight on that
thing and jumped up and down! But
slic'd got an elegant flow gas—'way
ahead of what she’d havi *ot by turn
i hi' oil the burner, and the beauty of it
was that nobody could turn it off. 1
couldn’t see nothin’ else to do but put
me thumb over the hole, and that's
| what 1 done, takin’ short breaths till
| enough of the vapor had got out at the
door to let tue pump somewhere near
normal, and then"—
“And then?” Mr. Kelly had planted
his elbows upon the table, contemplat-
I ing Mr. Dawson fixedly.
“And then—l waited. What else
i was there to do? I couldn’t sneak,
leavin’ tilings that way, could I? I’d
have been ashamed to look an honest
man in tiie face forevermore if I’d
done that. And after awhile I hears a
patti-pat in tiie hall and a dopy voice
say. ‘Seems to me I smell gas.’ ‘You're
•lead right, me friend,’ I calls. ‘Hustle
in here, and don't strike a glim for
your life!’
“And then I has the pleasure of malt
in' the acquaintance of the Honorable
James Van Altren. He’s In his pajamas
and his hair is towseled and his feet
have no coverin’ and his eyes are
ill inky. ’Tis two minutes maybe before
he can shake himself together. The
first question lie asks is a double
header. ‘Who are you and what Is the
tneanln’ of this?’ he says. ‘l'm a thief,’
says I, ‘and the young lady on the bed
there is one too—at least she’s been
tryiu' to rob the world of iter presence.’
‘My Gawd!’ says he, seeln' what's tip.
‘And what are you doin’?’ ‘l'm boldin’
me thumb over this gas well,’ says 1,
; 'and I’m get'bi' weary.’
" ‘Oh,’ say :c and skips over to the
bedside. II s'cTes the girl, and she
sits up, star A . ' a wild thing. Then
he turns to me agmn. 'How long have
you been here?' he says. '1 don't
know,’ says I. ‘but plenty long enough
to save the young lady’s life. This
room was a fright when 1 got here.
Will you stick your thumb over this
hole till I can rest me arm a bit?’ And
he sticks his thumb over the hole and
I bids him a courteous adieu and
slides, leavin’ him there. I didn’t stop
for nothin’, not even me lantern. I
was sick. I was afraid 1 wouldn’t be
strong enough to get to it safe place
before I’d have to stretch meself. May
be you remember. Muggsy, how groggy
I was for a time after 1 got here?”
“Yes,” responded Mr. Kelly, with a
succession of nods; “I remember.”
“Well, that was the string 1 had on
Van, and after I’d served what l
thought was a fair time for what I'd
done to Snapper Griffin I writes to the
governor, recallin’ to him the circum
stance. And lie comes down handsome,
as I was sure he would. He gives tne
tlig honor of a personal interview, and
he fails on me neck in a sort of a mild
way and tells me that lie believes mo
story regardless of the court, and lie
sends me a pardon, and that's all.”
“Gee!" said Mr. Kelly after a
thoughtful interval. “Supposin’ Van
hadn’t been elected!”
“Don’t!” said Mr. Dawson. “It gives
me a horrible pain to think of it!”
“And the girl—what was the matter
with her'?” persisted Mr. Kelly.
"I didn’t ask,” responded Mr. Daw
son. '"Twas none of me business."
lion Riimkliiii Men Wear TB?lr Coats.
When in Bussia, 1 remember' well on
one occasion an athletic young Saxon
shoulders and exclaiming
as some ffljre went h.v muffled up in
a great fur coat, of which the collar
turned up as high as the top of the
head, without using the sleeves, but
holding the* garment on ns one might
a shawl or blanket, with the hands
very carefully folded Inside: “Look at
that now!”
Incidentally it may be remarked that
this way of wearing a greatcoat, even
in summer, is almost universal—l. e„
without using tiie sleeves, so much so
that it is frequently so woiti iu the
army by all ranks in uniform, and
there is a special word in the language
which designates this peculiar way of
wearing a coat I tried so to wefir it
once or twice, but it really is trouble
some to keep on. and I am at a loss to
understand how a custom neither con
venient nor becoming can have be
come so general as to be distinctly
national.—ComhiU Magazine.
Generosity.
There was some cold pudding on the
luncheon table, and mamma divided it
between Willie and Elsie. Willie
looked at his pudding, then at his
mother's empty plate.
“Mamma,” he said earnestly. “I ean’t
enjoy my pudding when you haven't
any. Take Elsie’s!”
QUIET NOW
IN VOGUE
TURBULENCE OF STRIKERS SEEM
TO BE EXHAUSTED IN LACK
AWANNA REGION.
Scranton, l’a., Soj t 27. —Quiet reigns
in Lackawanna region today. Thero
was no repetition of yesterday's dis
turbance.
in and about Oliphant, where tho
Thirteenth regiment is encamped, tho
turbulence of tiie strikers scents to
have exhausted itself in the Holing
of yesterday, when James Winston
was killed. Two or three more ar
rests were made in the Winston case
today.
As an effect of the rioting 25 of the
non-union men employed at the Dei
aware and Hudson company's Grassy
Island, lSddy Creek and Oliphant No.
2 collieries quit work today. Twenty
one men employed at Johnson No. 2
colliery of the Ontario and Western
company also quit. They told their
foremen that they were afraid to con
tinue working.
NO SIGN OF SETTLEMENT.
American Iron and Steel Company Re
fuses Offer of Striking Employes.
Lebanon. Pa , Sept. 27. There is no
sign of settlement of the strike at the
American Iron and Steel company's
plant. The modified of the strik
ing employes includes the discharge
of the southern negroes brought hero
to take their places and to this Presi
dent Sternberg has so far refused to
accede.
It is rumored that Pinkerton detec
tives have arrived to investigate the
promiscuous shooting. it is said they
may cause the arrest of inmates of
houses near the works and cause them
to explain why pistol shots issued from
their homes Sunday and Monday
nights. There are now about 1.250
men and boys at work at tho plant.
Tiie men who remain out number
about 800. Soldiers are guarding the
works and all is quiet.*
BIZET AND HALEVY.
The Story of the Origin of n Popti*
lur Air In ‘Turmoil."
Bizet, tiie composer of the world fa
mous opera “Carmen,” ami Ilnlevy,
ills librettist, once occupied sipnrtffieiits
whose outer doors opened on the same
landing. As soon as he .tad finished uti
air Bizet would hasten to submit it to
his neighbor, who subjected it lo the
most severe criticism From morning
to night the piano resounded in the
composer’s apartments. One night
Bizet finished a dramatic hit in which
he flattered himself he hud success
fully sketched the pride of a trium
phant’toreador after it successful bull
fight. But Ila levy listened in silence
and showed but a moderate enthu
siasm. Bizet, somewhat piqued, asked
the cause of this coldness.
“it’s good, 1 admit,” said llalevy.
“In fuel, it's ton good, it larks move
mentit Jacks snap in short, it’s not
popular enough.”
"Not popular enough!” shouted tiie
piqued composer. “Do you want to
write for the slumsV” He went out iu
a huff, but soon relented ami in an
hour returned with another air. “I,is-,
ten to this,” said he; “here is my
toreador idea written down to your
popular level.” It was indeed the song
of the toreador, and tiie only one whieh
on the first night received an encore
and seemed to move the first night
audience from its torpor. Chicago
News.
The Jlurmcse ftanic of Chess.
Tile Burmese game seems to be ratti
er a heavy variety of chess, tile pecul
iarity of it being that a pawn “queens”
when it strikes an imaginary diagonal
line drawn from the player's left band
corner to the right hand corner lit front
of hint- ills opponent's left hand cor
ner. The pieces are massed on tin?
player’s right hand, but the three priv
ileged pawns -there are only three
allowed to “queen”--can only “queen”
When the queen lias been takcip We
should say here that no piece equiva
lent to our queen really (‘visits in east
ern chess, the most powerful piece be
ing equivalent to our rook or castle.
Iu the Burmese game the privilege of
translation confers no higher hand on
a piece than that of “cliekoy”—called
queen ill European equivalence by vir
tue of its living unique—a piece pos
sessing scarcely more power than it
pawn. Tiie usual nlove of the piece
called "queen” in nil oriental varie
ties of chess is one square diagonally
U:* it is never o of the superior
pieces. London Spectator.
Unr*tiro<Ml.
Mrs. Meekins—What a nice lady Mrs.
Selden is!
Mth. Pratt—ls she? I never met her
• Mrs. Meeklns— Perfect! i told her
today I was ashamed of myself be
cause I never had returned her call,
and she said, very politely, you know,
that I needn’t worry myself; that L
could keep it as long as 1 pleased.—
Boston Transcript.
R. C. Baumgartner, at the corner of
Monk and Grant streets is headquar
ters for everything in me meat line.
Save money by calling on him.
Mattings and Ruggs at never heard
of bargains on Monday anj Tuesday at
his follow reputdicansr xie aas gone
i4eller ' s - . y. 4 c
TIIE BRUNSWICK DAILY NEWS.
ISSUES A
CIRCULAR
*
! treasurer of the united
i STATES SETS FORTH THE
CONDITIONS.
V
Washington, Sept. 27.—Secretarj
Shaw today issued the following cit>
cuiar. carrying out his announcement
regarding the prepayment of the inter
est on bonds of the United States:
. "In pusuance of authority contained
in section 3099 of the revised statute.:
of the United States, public notie4
Is hereby given that the interest ma
turing on the several interest rates
between and including Nov. 1, 1902,
and July. 1903, on the registered and
coupon bonds of tin* United States,
will be prepaid with a rebate of two
tenths of 1 per cent per month on the
amount prepaid under the following
conditions:.
"Owners of- registered bonds desir
ing prepayment must present then
bonds to' the treasurer or some assist
ant treasurer of the United States,
who will stamp upon the face of the
bonds the tact of such prepayment
and return them to the owners with
tiie interest for tho periods above men.
tinned, less the rebate. National
banks owning bonds deposited with
the treasurer of the United States tu
secure circulation or deposit may ob
tain prepaymetot upon application tit
the treasurer of the United States.
“The-bonds so*held, the Interest oil
which is prepaid, will be stamped as
above indicated. Coupons maturing
upon the dates included in this circu
lar may be presented for prepayment
at the off Ino of the treasurer of tha
United States or any assistant treas
urer. in calculating the amount of
rebate to ho allowed any fractional
part of a-month will be reckoned as
a full month, and the rebate for such
fractional part of a month calculated
as a. full month wffl-1 be retained by the
this circular will begin Wednesday.
United States. Prepayment, under
Oct 1, VJu2, and will continue until
Oct. 30. but prepayment of interest as
regards bonds of the loans of 1904,
190 k and 1925 will not be made while
the hooks of those iloans are closed.”
Notification of Bond Purchase.
Washington, Sept. 27. —The secre
tary of the treasury has Issued the fol
lowing circular: “By virtue of tin)
authority contained in section 3fi94 of
the revised statutes, notice is hereby
given that this department will pur
chase any of the United States 5 per
cent bonds of the loan of 1904. if pre
sented for that purpose on or before
Oct. .15, next, and will pay for them at
the rate of 105 fiat. Bonds may bo
presented at. this department, division
of loans and currency, or at the office
of the assistant treasurer of the Unit
ed States at New York. (Signed) L.
M. Shaw, Secretary.”
THU PALATIAL OGLETHORPE.
A Magnificent Tourists and Commer
cial Hotel and a Popular Hostelry.
A good hotel, and one where the
average wayfarer may feel at home
and have the comforts incident to
home life, is indeed a luxury, and one
that Brunswick can well boast.
The Oglethorpe, which for years has
been a matter of pride to this city,'
is under the exclusive management of
Hugh Porter, a hotel man of long and
successful experience, and who has Un
happy faculty of making cacti of his
guests feel that he or s,.e is absolu
tely at home.
Under the management of Mr. Por
ter, the Oglethorpe has become a dls
; tinetive Brunswick institution and
I our people as a whole are more inter
ested In the suecess of Hie business
1 now, Ilian has been the ease In many
j years.
, in addition to the business of the
I house, Mr. Porter and his estimable
wife have succeeded in making the
hotel the social mocca of the city and
! all affairs of a social nature are given
in this very popular place.
The building has recently been thor
oughly remodeled, and many notable
improvements have been made in a
‘every department.
Of recent, years Mr. Porter has ca
tered largely to the commercial tour
ist and in this respect be has been
successful and now the “man of the
road” feels that he is at home when he
is onct- registered at. the Oglethorpe.
Tliti clerical and other .orces of the
Oglethorpe are strictly up-to-date and
in every detail the advice is ail that
tne avareg guest could desire.
J. K. Arlcoge, a very popular young
man. is the head clerk, Robert Bunk
ley, an old hotel man, Is night clerk
and Leo Kaufman, a clever good fel
low is bookkeeper, the whole making
a splendid office force.
Tne Oglethorpe is steadily growing
with those wliyi have been its guests
and the public generally, and under
the present able management the
News is certain that Its prosperity will
increase.
Honest Joe will on Monday 29th.
sell s2.nu ladies' and gents’ shoes
for 98 cents.
If you would save money on your
meat bill, call at R. C. Baumgartners
at the corner of Monk and u rant
streets.
Bargain Sales Continue.
The bargain sale of Mrs. M. Isaao
continues and is a source of inter
est to the buying public. Mrs. Isaac
really has some genuine bargains
this week and those who contemplate
making purchases In her line will do
well to call at her popular place.
t
\ BEFORE THE
l : PANif, By AC.
[ * ROUSEY
f CojiyriflW, V.ml, by .1. C. liduitcu
!*
Murdock was wasting time. The
profligate knew it. Looking at the
adornments one would like to buy for
a girl when you know you are head
over heels in debt aud probably going
to remain so indefinitely is sheer uou
sen.se.
Presently be became aware that be
was not alone. A shadow cast by the
noontide sun showed the outlines of a
broad brimmed hat, a pair of equally
broad shoulders and an imirtistieally
big blind holding fast to a yellow grip.
: He edged away from the stranger. The
stranger drew closer.
“Guess they want a heap for those
things, oh: Do you think they’re real
diamonds?” the origin of the shadow
said impersonally.
Murdock looked around and found
himself the only auditor. He glanced
quizzically at tho speaker, then at the
grip. The latter bore three initials and
the magic word “Wyoming.”
That interested him. Ho looked
again at the targe features of the
stranger. Ordinarily lie was opposed
to promiscuous conversation, but Wy
oming anything connected with Wyo
ming -made him think of his trip to
his churn's ranch, where lie had expe
rienced unadulterated western wel
come. So he a nswored:
“Yes; they are the real stuff."
“Well, if some people I know of in
Wyoming wore here and saw them,
guess they’d put bars on these win
dows,” observed the other, who re
joiced in thf inline of Rill Hehuer.
But when Murdock turned the con
versation on Wyoming tho stranger
became suspicious and reticent. He
bad heard of “gold brick” and “saw
dust” games and the way well dressed
strangers would try to become ac
quainted by talking of home. When
Murdock asked him if he knew a man
who lived on the next ranch, lie felt
sure tiiis young exquisite was up to
something. But he was interested In
spite of himself.
“There is no place like Wyoming,”
declared Murdock finally.
“You are right there. Soon as I get
my business done here New York can't
hold me for a minute.”
“in tow'll on business, eh?- Perhaps 1
can help you,” said Murdock affably.
"He’s one of ’em, but he’ll get left
this trip,” commented the stranger to
himself. “I ain’t on here lo buy no
.gold bricks nor sawdust nor nothing,”
he said aloud, with a stern look. “1
am going to do a little in that line my
self.”
“Wliat, sell gold bricks in New
j York?” queried Murdock.
“Bet your boots! I got a block of
- stock—Northern Pacific. 11 ain't worth
more'll 50 cents on the dollar out there.
Folks know too much about that road.
Dfid got stuck with it; so did a kit of
our people; so they put me up, after
tiie shearing was over, to sell it east,
where people ain’t likely to know so
much us we do.” The westerner smiled.
He felt sure lie had defined the situa
tion pretty clearly.
Murdock looked with half closed
eyes at the gem of a chatelaine—a lit
j tie affair studded with diamonds. He
j felt (Bril' she was wearing it already.
| “Ahem!" he said cautiously. "There
. are always plenty of 'come ons’ in
town. 1 know where they.make them.”
The other looked a'trifle bewildered.
“Fact is, I am with a concern that
deals ill them.” Then his caution yield
ed to Ids excitement. "Say, don’t say
I anything about that or those things—
' nnd go hack to your hotel —and, say,
try and stay there. I I'll bring some
one up or I’ll bo up to buy them to
- day.”
j The other was about to ask a ques
. (lon.
| “i’ll get you par value for that stuff.
Is that enough?”
; “Why, yes; tneirc’ii I expected. But,
say, young man, who are you?”
j “Me—me?” The-son of Xlunlock, tiie
' millionaire hanker, stood in shocked
Surprise.
“Wli.v. I— I am Vanderbilt, Ilarri
man. Hilt, Gage and the whole hunch.
I” He saw the uselessness of trying
(o convince the incredulous westerner.
He turned away in disgust, it was
maddening. Tiie little watch in the
window seemed four blocks away.
But tlds westerner followed him aft
er a moment.
“Say. young man, I may be mistak
en. Tilings ain’t the same here as In
Wyoming, but if you're a friend of
Jimmie Walcott's that settles it. 1 am
stopping at tiie Vondome, and I won’t
offer my stock toduy, and we’ll see,
eh?”
Murdock nodded stiffly. The little
watch nestled in Ids [foeket. He could
almost bear it tick.
Murdock entered the office of the
syndicate manager, wtiere lie was fill
ing the nominal position of “boy” for
the nominal sahrry of $5 weekly and a
vast fund of .experience, worth thou
sands per minute.
The head of the bookkeeping depart
ment looked at the clock as lie entered
“Half an hour late, Mr, Murdock.
Too busy buying stock or dipping your
father’s coupons, i suppose, to attend
to our trifling affairs.” The employ
ment of embryo millionaires In office
positions tried Mr. Morris’ democratic
soul.
“Why, yes—quite right! How did
you guess it?” replied Murdock. He
went to Ids desk and rolled back the
top.
Tiie bookkeeper followed him with
n frown.
I '‘Boss bought any more Northern Pa-
SEPTEMBER 28,
oifie today, Mr.\ Morris?” be asked
cheerfully.
Mr. Morris rewarded him with a dig
nified stare from his four foot from
the ground perch and over the top of
his two inch collar, but did not reply.
He luid made a persistent effort to in
duce the young man to speak more re
spectfully of the head of the firm. Be
sides, It was very had taste to make
fun of tile lack of Northern Pacific in
that office.
Murdock look tiie implied rebuke
j philosophically unu repeated the ques
tion.
! “Look here, young man, if you don’t
stop trying to be funny you’ll have to
hunt another job! Your jests, sir, are
very ill timed! I am getting tired of
your airs.”
His anger made his pen shake, and a
big blot dropped upon the Immaculate
page. He gasped and dug at it with
an eraser, forgetful of the very exist
ence of the “boy.”
Murdock stood for a moment In
thought. Then lie threw his head hack
i nnd walked slowly into the holy of
holies, the private office of the “boss.”
The boss looked up when the young
! man entered, then turned to his work
quickly. lie did not know half his em-
I ployees. To him they were simply
j parts of the machinery of whieh lie
i was the motive power. The young
'■ man was out of place in his private
! office, but possibly some readjustment
' of the machinery warranted his ap
j pen ranee there for a moment.
“Mr. Ganmor,” began the young
man. He felt a little timid, notwith
| standing his wealthy connections.
] “XX'hat?” the financier shouted, atar
i tied at being addressed.
I “You—you I heard you were buying
Northern Pacific. I want to sell you
some.” Murdock spoke quickly, for
j fear ids own dignity might be hurt if
I the financier got n word in.
' “Want to sell me some!” repeated
the boss in a dazed fashion, looking up
from a schedule which showed that ho
still lacked 75,000 shares of control.
Twenty-five thousand of that he could
not get. Fifty thousand he might get
if he knew just who had it. He glanced
at the athletic figure again.
“You are one of my employees, are
you not?”
Murdock nodded. “What bid?" he
said.
“What! Northern Pacific! XX'here did
you get it? Explain yourself, young
man. Sit down.” Tiie financier turned
his powerful mind loose on the prob
lem of getting those shares. Then he
recognized the youth. It was old Mur
dock’s son. it flashed through his mind
that Murdock senior had some of the
certificates, although he had denied it
the day before.
“XVliut bid?” repeated Murdock Jun
ior.
“The market price, of course. Know
! it?” The youth amused him a chip of
the old block evidently. There was a
twinkle of mirth in the big man’s eye.
It would be a good story to tell the
boy's father.
Murdock shook his head. “Not
emmgli, sir.”
“A half, then.”
“Not enough.”
“Two hundred for immediate deliv
ery.” Tho financier smiled. It was a
precious thing to be aide to smile dur
ing business hours.
"Not enough,” tiie young man repent
ed. lie saw the smile. In tiis mind
was ticking loudly the little' watch,
l Now it bad a diamond studded chain
attached. A pair of blooded horses,
drawing a dinky sulky, was coming
down the road, too —in bis mind.
"See here, boy. How much do you
want? How much have you got? And
where did you get it?” The big man
ceusod smiling. Five points already
over the market price, it was no smil
ing matter.
“Two hundred and fifty. Don’t know.
Don't care to state,” Murdock said
calmly, with a shrewd look. The team
swept into full view.
"Bought at $250, you blamed rascal!
Deliver it In three hours!” The finan
cier roared ns if ho was on the floor of
the exchange. Murdock trembled witli
joy. The door opened violently, and
tiie bookkeeper rushed in. He had
heard the word “rascal” and waited
for nothing more. He grabbed Mur
dock by the collar and yelled: “Get out
j of here, you idiot! How dare you come
in here? It was not my fault, Mr.
Gaumor.”
The boss shouted something. The
bookkeeper heard it as in a dream.
He stared as he saw tiie “boy” and the
j “boss” exchange friendly grins, then
I Murdock turned to him and, straight
| ening bis collar, said, “We’ll let it pass,
j Mr. Morris."
A tall westerner roamed the metrop
olis for a week in company with a weil
groomed young clubman, and they saw
New York.
Next summer a lilt of femininity,
who wears the diamond studded chate
laine and rides with Murdock behind
the blooded horses, is going to Wyo
ming to "rough it” with her husband
aud Bill Helmer.
Tlic Bi'.t Period of Life.
The best half of life is In front of
the mail’of forty if he be anything of a
man. The work be will do will be done
witli the hand of a master and not of
a raw apprentice. The trained, intellect
does not “see men as trees walking,”
but sees everything clear and in just
measure. The trained temper does nut
rush nt work like a blind bull at a
haystack, but advances with the calm
and ordered pace of conscious power
nnd deliberate determination. Ex
change.
The Real Thins?.
Mr. Parvenu Is exhibiting his new
house to a friend, who pauses before a
finely carved mantel.
Friend—-What an exquisite thingl
Carrara, isn’t it?
Host No, indeed; it’s the genuine
marble.—Judge. , .