A corner in corn, or, How a Chicago boy did the trick

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STORIES DF BOYS WHD MAKE MONEY. The boy, encumbered by his light overcoat, was at a disadvantage. The book-keeper was strong, agile and desperate. They swayed to and fro, within the brass railings, near the safe, Vyce trying to get a grip on Vance's throat.


Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY Iuued Weekl11-B11 Subsciiption 1 2.50 per year. Ente!'ed according to Act of Congress, in the year 1905, in the otflce of the Librarian of Oong1ess Wahington, D. C., by Frank Tousey, Publishe1 24 Union Square, New York. No. 3 OCTOBER 20, 1905. P rice 5 Cents H Gottnett in Gottn; OB, tiOW A. CJ-IICA.GO 130Y 010 TtiE By A SELF MADE rlAN . CHAPTER I. IN THE ROOKERY BUILDING. "Has Vance returned yet?" a s ked Jared Whitemore, a s tout, florid-complexioned man of sixty-five, opening the door of his private office and glancing into the outside room. o, sir," replied Edgar Vyce, his bookkeeper and office manager-a tall, satu rnine-looking man, who had been in his employ severa l years. "Send him in as soon as he comes back." The bookkeeper nodd e d carelessly and resumed his writ ing. ''Miss Brown," sa id Jared to his stenographer and type writer, a Yery pretty brown-eyed girl of seventeen, the only other occupant of the room whose desk s tood close to one of the windows overlooking La Salle Street. She immediately left her machine and followed her em ployer into the inner sa. nctum Whitemore was a well-known specu lator, one of the s hrewdest and most successfu l operators on the Chicago Board of Trade. He owned some of the b est business sites in the city, and his ground rents brought him in man y thousanas a year. Accounted a millionaire many times over, no one could with any degree of certainty say exactly what he was worth. His plainly furnished office was on an upper floor of the Rookery Building. He did business for nobody but himself. Jarboe, Willi cutt & Co., whose offices were on the ground floor of the Board of Trade B\1ilding. were his brokers. The office clock chimed the hour of five as the bookkeper, with a frown, laid down his pen, r ested his elbow on the corner of his tall desk and glanced down into the busy thoroughfare. At that moment the office door opened and a messenger boy entered. Mr. Vyce came to the railing and r eceived an envelope addressed to hims elf. He signed for it, tore it open, read the contents, which were brief, with a corrugated brow, and then, with much d e liberation tore the paper into fine particles and tossed them into the waste basket For a moment or two he paced up and down before his de k with his hands thrust into his trousers pockets, and then resumed hi s work ji1st as the door opened again ancl admitted a stalwart, good-looking lad with a fra.nk, alert countenance and a breezy manner, who entered briskly with a handful of pamphlets ancl papers. "Mr. Whitemor e wants you to r eport in his office at once, Thornton," said the bookkeeper, in a sur l y kind of voice,


2 A COR:N"ER IN CORN. accompan ied with a look which plainly showed that he was not pa rticularl y well disposed toward the boy. "All right,'' answered Vance, cheerily, turning toward the private office, on the door of which he knocked, and then enter ed on being told to come in. 1I hate him!" muttered Mr. Vyce, following the boy's retreating :figure with a dark scowl. "He's a thorn in my path. He's altogether too thick with Whitemore. I can't understand what the old man sees in him For the last three months I've noticed that my bold here is slipping away, and just when I need it the most. Just when things were coming my way, too. Now, with a fortune in sight, this boy is crowding me to the wall. Curse him! I can't lmd erstand what it means. Is it possible Whitemore sus pect11 me? Pshaw Am I not a n old and trusted em ployee? I've always been in hi s confidence t o a large ex t ent, but of late he has b een keeping things from me matters I ought to know-especially in reference to this deal he has on. Those corp options are on the point of expiring, and I expected ere this to ham been sent W est to settle with the elevator p eople and get the receipts, for corn is on the rise and the old man is ahead at this stage of the game I strongly suspect he means to corner the market this time. He's got the dust to attempt it with, and already he holds options on nearly hal of the visible Rupply in Kansas and besides what he has storccl 11cre Th ere is no telling what he has been doing during the l ast thirty days, as i10t a 1\"'ord about corn has passed bchrccn us during that time. It's not like \\rhite morc to act this way wit.h me. Something is up, and by George! n1 find out what it is." :\Ir. Yyce drove bis pen savagely into a little glass recep tacle filled with small s hot and turned to the window again, after glancing :ii the clock. Bessie Brown came out of the inner office with her notebook in her hand and sat down at her machine to transcribe h er notes. In a few moments Yyce came over to her desk and, taking up his station where he could catch a glance of what she was writing, remarked: "Are you "orking overtime to-night, Miss Brown?" "Excuse me, Vyce," she sa id, covering the paper with her hancls, "this is strictly confidential." "I brg yonr pardon," he said, between his tCth, altering his position. "But you haven't answered my question." I expect to b e busy until s ix," she replied, without l ooking at him "I have tickets for :\foVickar's," he continued. "Would you honor me with your company there this evening? It is not necc-s11ry that you return home to dress We can dine at Palmer' s "You must excuse me,'' she replied, with a heightened color, "but I never go anywhere without my mother's knowl edge and permission." "But you went to the Auditorium two weeks ago with Thornton," h said, in a tone of cha.grin "j[r. Thornton asked mamma if I could go, and s h e consented." "You never invited me to call at your home, so I could become acquainted with your mother," persisted Mr. Vyce, who \Vas evidently jealous of the intimacy which existed between Vance and the young lady. Bessie said nothing to this, but applied herself more at-tentively to her work. "Aren't you going to extend that privilege to me, !fisq Brown?" he continued, fondling his heavy black mustache. "Mr. Vyce, I am very busy just now/ she replied, with 5ome embarrassment. The bookkeeper gave her a savage glance and then walked away without another word. l\Iuch to her relief, he soon put on bis hat and left the office abruptly, shutting the door with a s lam. At the same moment Vance came out of the private office and s tepped up beside the pretty typewriter. She looked up with a smile and did not o il er to hide from his gaze the long typewritten l etter on which she engaged. Evidently there was nothing there Vance ought not tci know. ''\\Till please turn on the li ght, Vance?" she asked, sweetly, her fingers never lea\"'ing tlw for a moment. "Certainly, Bessie," he replied, with alacrity, raising hie h and to the shaded elect r ir bulb above her machin e aml turning th0 key, whereupon the s l 0nde1 wire s burst into a white glow. "How much more haYe yon to clo ?" ((Another pag0, Rhc with another quirk g lance into his bright, eng0r face. "I won't be a'ble to see you to the car to-night," he said, ref!TCtf u 11 y. That was a pleasure the young man had for some time ap propriated to himself and a s willin gly accorded ((Yon are: going to stay downtown, then, for a while?" she asked. "Yes; I shall be h ere for an hour yet, perhaps. After s upp er I've got to meet Mr. Whit emore in his rooms at the Grand Pacific. I've got to notiiy mother of the fact by telephone." Yance w ent orer to the booth in the corner of the office and ran g up a drug store in the vicinity of his home, on the North Side Outside the shades of night were beginning to fall. From the ''"'indows of the office one could see directly up La Salle Street. The car8, as they ma

A CORNER IX CORN. 3 ''What do you think?" saic1 Bessie, as he paused once more beside her. "Mr. Vyce asked me to go to the theatre with him to-night. Hasn't be a cheek?" "Of course you accepted?" said Vance with a grin, "Of course I did no such thing," she answered, pausing for an instant in her work, as she looked up with an indig nant flush on her creamy cheeks. "You know better than toot, Vance. You just want to provoke me," with a charm ing pout. "That's right," he answered, with a quiet chuck le, "but yQu mustn't mind me.'' She smiled her forgiveness and went on with her work. "There, that's done," she said, in a few moments, push ill back her chair. "T hope I haven't made any mistakes," as she rose to take fue sheets into the inner office. "No fear of that, I guess," said the boy, encouraginglj. "You're about as accurate as they come, Bessie." She paused on the thresholc1 of the door to flash him back a look of appreciation for the compliment and then disappeared within. Presently she returned and started to put on her things. "It looks a little hit like rain, doesn't it?" she asked, g1ancing at the darkened sky, where not a star was visible. "You can have my umbrella if you wish," Vance offered, "but I guess it won't rain yet awhile "Never mind; I'll chance it. Good night, Vance." "Good night, Bessie," and the outside door closed behind her. ten years previously, he had been caught in a short deal and squeezed. He extricated himself at the cost of his entire fortune. Everything was swept away except the one little house, the property of Mrs. Thornton, to which the family imme diately m9vec1, and a few thousand dollars banked in the wife's name. After Mr. Thornton's death the widow devoted herself to her children, and when Vance graduated from the public school, she made application to Mr. Whitemore, with whom her husband had had business relations, for a position for her son in his office. The application being made at a lucky moment, the lad was taken on, and had in every way proved himself worthy of Jared Whitemore's confidence. Promptly at eight o'clock Vance was shown up to Mr \Yhit emore'8 rooms in the Grand Pacific Hotel. The corn operator was in his sitting-room before a table that was scattered owr with papers and telegraph blanks. It was a cool evening, but Jared Whitemore was in his shirt sleeves, and, although the windows were down at the top, his face was reel and he was perspiring furiously. A half-smoked cigar projected between his lips, and seY eral discarded stumps la y on a lar;:quer tray that held one of the hotel pitchers of ice water. "You hHve the government report on the visible supply in that bundle, have you?" asked Jared Whitemore, as soon as he became aware of the boy's presence in the room Vance returned to his desk and proceeded to make copiom "Yes, sir." extracts from a pile of pamphlets and reports he had taken "Let me have it," with an impatient gesture from a closet. Vance had it before his employer in a twinkling. In half an hour Mr. Whitemore came out of his sanctum "Your notes, please," said the operator, after he had with his hat on. studi e d the report for se, eral minutes. "You'd better go to supper now. Vance. Meet me The boy laid them before him. promptly at eight o'clock at my rooms," he said, "an cl "J>ut the pamphlets dmrn there. Now, take the evening bring everything with you: paper and go over there by the window and sit clown." "Yes, sir." Yance did so, and there was perfect silence in the room Mr. Whitemore left, and the lad, making a bunclle of his for the next half hour, when it was broken by a knock on notes and such papers as he !mew were wanted by his emthe door. ployer, turned out the electric lights and locked up the "See who that is," almost snapped Whitemore, jerking office. his thumb in the direction of the entrance. He did11't know it then, but this was the last time for Yance found u telegraph boy outside;signed for the yelmany days he was to see the inside of the Rookery Buildlow envelope and brought it to his employer. ing. Two more dispatches arrived before the little marble Nor did he dream of the tragedy that awaited his return clock on the mantel chimed the hour of nine. to the office. Another half hour of almost perfect silence ensued, durCHAPTER II. BOUND WEST .:Vance went to a Clark Street restaurant and had supper. It was all right, but the boy did not enjoy it as much as he would have done at home. The Thorntons lived in a small house, one of a row, on the Side, which Thorntou ownc>d. They had once been wealthy, for Mr. Thornton had at one time been a successful member of the Chicago Board of Trade. But a few months before his death, which had occurred ing which two more ciga r stumps were added to the collec tion on the dish; and Vance was beginning to wonder why he was being held there by Mr. Whitemore, when the ope r ator rose. from his seat, mopped his forehead with his fa miliar bandrtua handkerchief anq then sat down again. "Yes, sir,'' answered the boy, springing up. "Come here." The tones were short, sharp and "Sit clown here alongside of me." VanGe obeyed this order with military promptne:-s. "When can you start for Omaha?"


4 A CORXER IN CORN. "Sir!" said the boy, almost speechless from amazement. with me. These are the vouchers for the options. You will "I asked you when you could leave for Omaha?" repeated insist on all settlements at the figures given in the options, the operator, brusquely. which, as you will see, are below the market quotation s "By the eight o'clock train in the morning, i you par-Now, as to the payments of the balances, here is a small ticularly wish it," answered the astonished lad. check-book of the Chicago National Bank. I have made "Very well: make your arrangements to that effect. Now, out and signed sixteen checks in blank, one of each payable Vance, I want to spea k to you. Heretofore I have always to the order of the elevator firm; all you will have to do closed my dealings with the elevator people through Mr. is to fill in the amount after the difference has been co111-Vyce. For reasons which I need not discuss with you I am puted. Immediately after each settlement you will mail going to send you to do the business for me this time." me by registered letter, care of the Chicago National Bank, The boy's eyes expanded to the size of saucers at this the firm's receipt for the amount of money represented by information. the check, together with the warehouse receipt. Now, read It simply meant a most remarkable expression of your instructions over carefully, and if there is anything fidence on l\fr. Whitemore's part in his youthful office asyou have to suggest, I will listen to you." sistant Vance went over the two-page and found that it Confidence not only in the boy's business sagacity, but covered every emergency, so far as he could see. CYcn more so in his integrity, for he would be obliged to The boy was especially directed to visit certain out-ofhanclJe checks signed in blank for a very large sum of the-way places, where elevators, reported as disused or money; just how large would, of course, depend on the empty, were known to exist, and to ascertain by every artiamount of corn the options covered. fice in his power whether any corn had been received there That it ran into several millions of bushels the lad alfor storage during the past three months. This was one re:icly knew. of the most important objects of his journey. "I am taking this unusual course," continued Mr. White"Here are a couple of hundred dollars to cover incidental more, ligliting a fresh cigar and regarding Vance keenly, expenses," said Mr. Whitemore, handing Vance a roll of "for several reasons. To begin with; since I s tarted this bills. "I hardly need to tell you that I am reposing an deal I have in hand I have met with oppositi on from a most almost unlimited confidence in your honor and business tme:xpected quarter. It cquld only have developed through sagacity-a somewhat unusual thing to do with one so information furnished by some one who had an insight to young as you. But I am rarely mistaken in my estimate my plan s In order to test the accuracy of my suspicions of characte r, n.nd I feel satisfied you will fill the bill to the in a certain dire ct ion I cut off all information from that letter. I may say right here that you have studiecl the corn quarter. The result has been confusion in the ranks of the market to advantage. Such details as I have asked you to opposition. I'm, therefore, convinced I can at any time look into or me you have gone over and reduced to prac put my finger on the traitor to my interests. To continue tical results with astonishing clearness and dispatch for the further development of my scheme, I have decided to one of your years and limited experience with Board of substitute you for Mr. Vyce, so far as the settlement of my 'J'racle methods. Yon seem to be a born speculator, like 1\'este m corn options are concerned. During the last five yonr father. I have long wished to associate with me a or six weeks you have probably noticed that I have em-young man 0 nerve and accmate foresight in whom I ployed you on business of a confidential nature. This was could thoroughly depend. You appear to combine all the to test you for the purpose I had in view. On one occasion qualities in question. On this trip you are bound to acquire I so arranged matters that you were forced to retain in knowledge of the most confidential nature--information your possession over Sunday a very large sum of money. that could not but seriously embarrass me if it became I had no doubts as to your honesty, but I wished to see how known to my business opponent s Do you understand?" you would proceed under the responsibility. Tihe result "Yes, sir," said Vance, with a serious face. was perfectly s atisfactory to me. Vance, I knew your "You see how much I depend on your loyalty?" father well. We had many business dealings, and I found "You need have no fear but I will fulfil your trust down him a man on whom I could implicitly rely. I believe you to the smallest degree," answered Vance, earnestly . arc his cluplicate." "I am sure of it, Vance. The p of of the pudding is "Thank you, sir," said Vance, gratefully, as Mr. Whitethat I am sending you West on this usiness. One thing more paused for a moment. your age, and, I hope, your wit and cautiousness, are par" Now to business. Here is a power of attorney, which ticularly adapted to, and that is acquiring the informa will give you all the necessary authority to rep;esent me tion about the possible contents of those elevators reported on this Western trip. Here are your general instructions," to be empty. On the thoroughness of your report as regards and he handed Vance the two typewritten pages Bessie these propertie s will depend one of my most important Brown had executed just before she left the office for the moves on the corn market." night. "I will find out the truth, if that be -within the bounds "You will go to Omaha first, thence to Kansas City, and of possibility." so on. Here are letters of introduction addressed to the "Now, Vance, another thing. Your mother will nat elevator firms. Some of them are personally acquainted urally want to know where you are going, but it will be


A CORNER IN CORN. necessary for you to withhold that information, for I have an idea that as soon as your absence is noted at the office she will be approached on the subject by some one interested in tracing your movements. You will simply tell her you are going out of town on business for me and will be back in a few days. Do not write to any o'ne in Chicago, not even your folks, while you are away. Do you understand me?" "Yes, sir." "Should you find it necessary to communicate with me at any time, ca 11 up :Mr. Walcott, of the Chicago N Bank, on the long-distance telephone, and he will send for me." "Very well, sir." "I believe there is nothing further, so I will say good bye till I see you at the office after your return." "Good-bye, sir." Vance took up his hat, after carefully putting all the papers and the check-book of the Chicago National Bank in an inside pocket of his coat, and left the hotel. When he reached home an hour later he duly aston ished his mother and sister with the information that he was going out of town on business for his employer. Of course the first thing they wanted to know was his destination. "I am sorry, mother, I can't tell you. 'Vherc I am going, as well as the object of the trip, is a business secret." "But we ought to know, Vance," expostulated his pretty sister Elsie. "Unless you tell us we shall be worried to death about you." "Sorry, sis," he replied, taking her face in his two hands and kissing her cherry-red, pouting lips; "but I am under strict orders not to say a word about it." "It's real mean of you. You know neither rnamma nor I would say a word if you told us not to," she persisted, throwing her arms about his neck coaxingly. "Don't blame me, Elsie-blame the boss. Let me tell you one thing, dear. I feel sure this trip is the chance of my life. Mr. Whitemore as good as said so." And with that the gentle mother and loving sister had to be content. Next morning Vance boarded a Pullman drawing-room car and left Chicago over the C. B. & Q. railroad for Omaha. a perforated capital "A," he sealed u.p the package, addressed it to himself and deposited it in the ,hotel safe. Then he sallied forth on the streets of Omaha. The hotel clerk had directed him where to find the elevator buildings, which were located at various points along the river front. I-Ie took a car to the nearest point and then inquired his way to the office of Flint, Peabody & Co., who con trolled three of the elevators. Their counting -room in Elevator A. "I should like to see Mr. Peabody," he said to a clerk who asked him his business "He is busy at present. Take a seat." After waiting half an hour he was shown into the private office. "Mr. Peabocly ?" asked Vance of a little, white-haired old gentleman seated at a mahogany desk alongside a wine.low overlooking the Missouri river. "Yes; what can I do for you?" Vance handed him his card, in one corner of which wa.s printed Jared Whitemore in small type. ";\[r. Thornton, eh?" exclaimed the busy head of the establishment, regarding him with some surprise as he sized him up from head to foot. "Yes, sir." "I'1 e been expecting a representative of Mr. White more, as those corn options expire at noon to-day. I am bound to say I looked for an older person than you. I presume you have a power of attorney to act for him?" said :Jfr. Peabody, holding out his hand. Vance produced the paper, which the gentleman very carefully examined. "How am I to know that you qre really the person set forth in this document-that you are actually Mr. White more's representative? It may be a forgery, ancl you may be acting for people opposed to that gentleman's interests," said jfr. Peabody sharply. "I have a letter of introduction which ought to cover that point," answered Vance, promptly producing an enve lope addressed to the person he was talking to. "Hum!" said Mr. Peabody, glancing it over. "Seems to be all right. However, 'as his option is a large one covering grain in our three elevators, I've got to be care ful. Excuse me a moment." "Are you going to call up Mr. Whitemore?" asked Vance as the gentleman rose from his desk. CHAPTER III. "Why do you ask?" asked Mr. Peabody abruptly, cast-TAKING UP THE OPTIONS. ing a su.spicious look at the boy. Vance arrived at Omaha on the following morning and "Because for business reasons he expressly desires that registered at the Great Western Hotel, where he hid you should call up Mr. Walcott of the Chicago National breakfast. Bank and ask for him. He does not want any communicaThen he went to the reading-room and looked over the tion at his office direct." papers, particularly noting the corn situation. "Yery well," replied the who easily surmised It was now time for him to be about his business. Mr. Whitemore's reasons. He procured a large, oblong manilla envelope, in which The elevator magnate entered a telephone booth at the he enclosed his letter of instruction, all but one of his end of the room and sat there a matter of fifteen minutes. letters of introduction, option vouchers and his check-book, "I am satisfied that are Mr. Whitemore's repre and after removing a single specillc check marked by, sentative," he said as he reseated himself at his desk.


6 A CORNER IN CORN. "Now, young man, we will talk business. Of course you I At four o'clock he took a cab for the Union Depot, bought don't expect me to close with you except at the market I a ticket for Kansas City, and took hi scat in a Pullman price?" :::leeper. expect to settle with you at the price named in the He arrived at his destination about midnight, drove option, less the amount paid to secure it," said Vance to one of the principal hotels and went to bed, after takpromptly. ing the to deposit his valuable papers in the "You ought to know that corn i s severa l points above o:fice safe. the figure stated in the option. We cannot close on those '1.'here were three different elevator firms he had to visit terms." in this city. "Do I understand that you refuse to make a settle-He presenfod himself at the first at ten o'clock. ment of this transaction according to the terms of the Here his y4'mth was also unfavorably commented on in option?" asked Vance, rising to his feet. a transaction which involved 600,000 bushels of grain, "Sit down, young man," said the elevator magnate. "You and the head of the firm was inclined to hold off, until have the voucher for the option with you, I suppose?" y ance insisterl that he should communicate with his em" Certainly." 1 Ch p oyer in ioago. "I should like to see it." "You are prepared to redeem the option now, are you?" and Mr. P eabody glanced at the clock, which indicated close on to the noon hour. "Yes, sir." The gentleman oonsidered the matter for several minutes, during which he cast penetrating looks at Vance's clear-cut, determined face. "Does Mr. Whitemore propose to hold this corn in stornge here?" have no instructions as to its J immediate removal," replied Vance; "that is all I can say." "Very well. Have you :M:r. Whitemore's check for the difference?" "I have Ur. Whitemore's s igned check, made out to your order, which I will hand you as soon as the amount has been computed." "It is possible there will be a difference in our figures," said Mr. Peabody, with a grim smile. "That's nll right," replied Vance, briskly. "The amount has been left to me to fill in." "Eh?" excla imed Mr. Peabody, in a tone of surprise. Vance repeated his remark. '!By George, young man, he seems to place implicit confidence in you!" and the head of the elevator firm once more l ooked Vance over, and with some curiosity. Mr. Peabody having decided to close up the transaction on the terms of the option, which he was legally bound to do, since Vance could not be bluffed foto accepting less favorable ones, the differences were calculated, and the boy filled in the check designated as "A," requesting a receipt for the amount, which was immediately made out and handed to him. Mr. Whitemore thus became the owner of something over a million bushels of corn stored in elevators A, B, and C. This comp l eted Vance's business in Omaha. On his way back to the hotel he stopped at the post office, and forwarded to his employer, in care of the Ch i cago National Bank, the receipt for the money covered by the check. Then he went to dinner, after which he spent an hour viewing some of the sights of the western city. Not being able to get Mr. Whitemore on the longclistance 'phone, Vance suggested that he call up Flint, Peabody & Co._. of Omaha. The jientlemian, after some demur, consented to do this, being personally acquainted with Mr. Peabody, and the result of the cunfab was so satisfactory that Vance com pleted his business with him, getting a call on the corn, as the option cbd not expire until the next day. At the officefjt of the other two elevators Vance had very little trou;ble, his power of attorney and letters of introduction being accepted without question, and no att empt being made to evade the terms of the option. "That winds up this town," he said in a tone of satis faction as he left the last place. "It is easier than. I expected. X ow :for the postoffice." He inquired the way there, purchased a stamped enve lope, and sent o;ff the three receipts by registered mail, according to his instructions. "I've got lots Qf time now, as the next option at Grainville does not expire until Friday," he reflected as he took a car for his hotel. "Guess I'll take in a show to-night." He reached tho hotel in time for lunch. While he was in the dining-room a smart, dapper-looking young man eutere d the hotel rotunda and walked briskly up to the office co:unter Taking possessfon of the registry book, he glanced rapidly over the day-s arrivals. His nervous finger-tips paused for an instant at Vance Thornton's name, which, in clear handwriting, stood almost at the top of the first page. The young man. noted the number of the room to which the hoy had been assigned, and then glanced sharply at foe numbered pigeon-holes where the room keys were deposited. "He's here, all right," he rnnttered, as he turned away with a singular s:r:nile, "and is not in his room He reached here early tl1is moi-ning, as his name is right tmder the date. He ought to be an easy proposition for Sadie to work. I must have those corn options nnd whatever warehouse receipts he has secured. Old Whitemore was pretty slick to sen

A CORN ER IN CORN. crowd as slick as himself this time, and he's going to be squeezed good and hard." Thus speak ing i.o himself, the clapper young man pulled a cigar from his pocket, bit off the end, and lit it. 'rhen he walked over and sea1;ed himself in a chair that commanded a view of the office. CHAPTER IV. MR. GUY The dapper young man had almost finished his cigar when Vance came into the rohmda from the dining room. The stranger recognized the b()y at once, which was not at all imrpris ing, since he had met Vance probably fifty times in Chicago in the course of business. "Why, hello, Thornton!" he ll'.X?laimed, walking briskly up to the lad and extending his hand in a cordial manner; "this is a surprise What brings you out west, eh?" "ilir. Dudley!" ejaculated Vance, somewhat taken back by the encounter. The circumstance annoyed him greatly. "Pshaw I" said the dapper gentleman, whose age might have been twenty-three. "Why the handle? I'm Guy to my friends, clon't you know l Aren't you going to shake?" Common politeness compelled Vance to accept the young man's hand, though it was with e1ome reluctance. "You're about the last chap I'd have thought of meet ing out here in Kansas, 'pon my word," continued Dudley, rnlubly. "But I'm deuced glad JU> see you, all the same." The reverse was the case "With Vance, though of course he did not so express himself. He was inclined to regard the meeting as unfortunate. "I had no idea of seeing you here, either," said Vance, with no great enthusiasm "I s 'pose not," said Dudley, showing his fine set of teeth with a sort of f e line smile. "It's always the unex pected what happens, don't you know. Have a smoke?" and he offered Vance a cigar. "Thank you, I don't smoke." "Come over to the Criterion, then, and I'll blow you off," and Dudley grabbed him by the arm in a friendly way. "You'll have to excuse me. I do not drink," replied Yance firmly. "You don't mean it, do you?" said Dudley, clearly dis appointed. "A fellow can't drink aJone, don't you know? Take a soda or a sarsaparilla-anything, just to seem social." The dapper young man did not inclined to be easily shaken off. Yance hesitated, and Dudley, taking advantage of his momentary indecision, pressed him so strongly that the boy, not wishing to appear rude, ag reed to accompany his undesirable acquaintance across the street to the swell establishment known as the Oriteri"on. "I've only just come to town," said Guy Dudley as they ranged up alongside the mahogany bar, rather an unusual experienc e for Vance, who never fi:equented such places I in Chicago. "You see, the governor, my father, you know, has a big interest in one of the fl.our mills out here, and as he couldn't come himself, he sent me to look after a matter of importance which affects his control of the bu s iness." Vance nodded politely. "I s'pose you're here on business connected with your boss, Whitemore, eh?" The speaker's sharp eyes glinted curiously. "vVhat makes you think so?" asked Vance cautiously "Why, what else should bring you to Kansas City?" "'l'here might be se,eral reasons other than what you suggested," said Vance, sparring for a valid excuse to throw Guy Dudley off the track. "illy father had lmsi ness inte rests here before he died which were never settled." This was strictly a fac.t; though Vance knew very well that the matter at which he hinted was not in the s lightest danger of ever being settled in his mother's favor at that late day. "You don't say," replied Dudley, an incredulous smile curling his lips. "As to Mr. Whitemore," added Vance, "my experience in his employ is that he is not accustomed to send a boy like me to execute important business." "That's true," winked Dudley, putting clown the glass he had just cl rained ; "but then one can never tell just what Whitemore may do. He's as shrewd as they make them nowadays." To this remark Vance made no answer. "How long are you going to stay in town?" said Guy Duclley, changing the subject. "I may leav e to-monow and I may not," replied his companion evasively "A short stay, eh? Well, you ought to make it a merry one. What are you going to do with yourself to-night?" "I think I shall go to the theater," said Vance carelessly. "Just what I was going to propose," said Dudley, with suppressed eagerness. "You must come with me. There is a good show at Hyde & Beaman's. S'pose we go there?" Vance was rather taken aback at this proposition. He was not a bit anxious to go with Guy Dudley under the circumstances. But to refuse his invitation without some good reason was sure to give offence, and Vance always considered it a. wise policy not to make an enemy if he could avoid doing so. So he accepted Dudley's offer, much to the young man's inward satisfactjon. and then pleaded a business engage ment to get rid of him. The dapper young man, having accomplished all that he wanted for the present, made no further effort to press his societv on Vance, hinting that he also had business to v attend to; as indeed he had, but not of the nature he would have his boy ar.quaintance believe. So they parted at the entrance to the Criterion, Dudley promising to call for him at his hotel at about half-past seven that evening.


A CORXER IX CORX. K:msa.s City, Kansas, is a wideawake, lively town, and Yanrn Thornton spent several hours that afternoon wan dering about the principa l streets, an interested observer 0 r western progress. Promptly at seven-thirty Guy Dudley presented himself at the hote l office and inquired for Vance Thornton. "Are you Mr. Dudley?" asked the clerk 'I hat's my name," said the clapper young man airily. "You will .find Mr Thornton in the reading room "Well, old man," said Dudley, tapping Vance on the shoulder, w)1ere he sat looking over the copy of a current magazine, "I see you're all ready and waiting Just put on you! coat ancl we'll trot along Vance clonnecl his light overcoat and the pair left the hotel together. "l. spose you won't indu l ge even to the extent of a cgar e tte ?" said Dudley, pulling out a silver case and tendering it to the lad. "No? All right; bad practice, I !mow, but it's one of my follies," he said lightly as he lit a match and applied a light to a gold rimmed cylinder of Turkish tobacco. "\\hen one has a quantity of wild oats to sow the quicker he puts 'em under the ground the better," he added with a laugh ''You appear to be one of the boys," said Vance, fo r want of something better to say "Y cs, I make it a point to see my share of life occasion ally," the dapper young man admitted with a grin "You' don't go around much, do you?" with a slight sneer "No," ::micl Vance with a shake of his head. "One needs to keep his 1Yits clear in our line, and I don't see how that can be don if you stay up three quarters of the night chasing the elephant "Pshaw! When a fellow wakes up in the morning feel ing a bit rocky a dose of bromo-seltzer will fetch him aro uncl all right All work and no play makes Jack a du ll boy. If I didn't take a nm out of a night with the boys once in awhi l e I wouldn't be worth shucks. You don't know what you lose, old chap Still, you're young yet "I believe in enjoying myself in a rational manner," l\fr Dudley,'' said Vance. "Drinking and smoking an cl billiards and card-playing don't quite fall in with my idea of a good time "All right,'' remarked to his taste Well, here the entrance to Hyde & Vance. Dudley carelessly; "every oite we are," and he turned in at Beaman's theater, followed by Dudley had secured good seats in the orchestra, and as the performance was above the average Vance thoroughly enjoyed it. "You don't object to having a bite, do you?" asked Guy Dudley after the show. "I don't usually eat late at night," replied Vance, "but I have no objection to joining you Where will we go?" "Th ere's a famous chop-house on Blank street," said the clapper young man, with a glint of satisfaction in his eyes; "we n take a cab and go there.'' "Why "oulrln't the place over the way clo a:; well?'' asked the boy. "It looks to be a first-class re taurant." "So it is, but it isn't on a par with Bagley's. They have a fine grill-room there, and though t'he bill of fare is limited, it's English from A to Z. I guess you've never been in one of those establishments." "I don't think I have," admitted the bo,v. "'l'hen it will be my pleasure to introduce you to some thing worth while. Hi, there!" beckoning to a cab driver who sat mufltecl up on his box. "Get in," to Vance as the jehu sprang down and opened the cab door, and the boy allowed the accomplished Mr. Dudley to push him into the vehicle "Bagley's on Blank street," said the dapper young man to the driver, and a moment later they were on their way to that notorious Kansas City Tesort Fifteen minutes later the cab drew up before the en irance to Bagley's, a clingy looking building situated in a narrow alley off one of the business thoroughfares Yance had expected to see a brilliantly lighted estab lishment, with big plate glass windows and every sign of a high toned restaurant The contrary was the ca e. X ot cYcn a sign distinguished Bagley's place from that of the other buildings in the vicinity, though a red light ;;uspcncled o,er the door served to indicate that it had other lJses than those of an ordinary dwelling. A light rain was now falling, and before the boy had time to ask his companion i some mistake had not been made in the place Dudley opened the door and pushed him inside. CHAPTER V. THE PLOT THAT FAILED. Yance found himself i n a narrow, climly-lighted hallway But before the sense of disappointment, not unmixed, perhaps, with a: feeling 0 uneasiness, had time to assert Dudley brushed by him and opened a door which admitted them to a long, low-ceilecl room, painted a dull, smoky color, but brilliantly illuminated with many gas jets cnclosei! in rolorecl globes, which threw a subdued and. fantastic glow about the room There was a kitchen in the rear and a bar along one side near the door. The rest of the room was taken up with round, well mahogany tab les of different sizes, for large or small parties It was a restaurant all right, but entirely different from an.' thing Vance had ever before visited. 1rhe tone of the place was wholly English, as Duclley had intimated to his companion, and the bill of fare was li mite-cl to broiled meats and fish, fowl, oysters and rarebits. The plae:e was chiefly noted for its fine old English ales. For all that, Bagley's was a notorious place. Jt:; frecjuentcrs were mostly crooks, gamblers and poli ticians. Curiosity and its famous cuisine, however, brought thither a sprinkling of the better classes--'-mcn about town,


A COR ER IN CORN. 9 salesmen and their out-of-town customers, lawyers, brok ers, merchants, and the sons of rich parents who thought it the conect thing to be seen there. The upper floors were divided into supper rooms for ladies and their escorts, and it was quite a fad among the upper crust of Kansas City aristocracy to drop in there after the theater. Mr. Bagley himself, rotund and red-faced, lounged in a big easy chair behind the cashier's desk near the entrance The room was nearly crowded at that hour, and while Vance was surveying the with much interest a waiter approached Dudley and handed him a card. "We'll go upstairs, Vance," said the clapper gentleman gaily. "I'll introduce you to a friend of mine." Thus speaking, he hooked bis arm in Thornton's and, preceded by the waiter, they passed out again into the entry and walked up a couple of flights of richly-carpeted stairs, down to the end of a corridor, where a window opened on a gloomy prospect of dark roofs and irregular black voids 'rhe waiter rapped on one of the doors that lined thiR corridor, and a voice shouted, "Come in." The attendant stepped aside and permitted Dudley to usher Vance into a well-hghted room and the presence of a dark-complexione

10 A CORN ER IN wilde1 et night?" He lh ank th ( coffee at intervals as he polished off a He dicl not even remember that he lrnd been to the grilled bone, quite unsuspicious that he had fallen inip the theater. snare at last. .1fter lying motionless in becl a goocl fifteen minutes The effects of the drug became evident to the watchful staring at the ceiling he gaye t11e problem up for a bad job. eyes 0 the three conspirators before Vance began to realize "What time is it, anyway?" there was anything the matter with him. "Gee! Nearly ten o'clock! I'll have to hustle if I am At length he experienced the in sidious feeling 0 heavigoing to get any breakfast in this house to-day. Some ncss and torpor characteristic 0 a close of chloral or knockthing is wrong with me, that's sure I never felt this out way before." "Hadn't we better-go?" he blurted out in a thick, hesiHe began to dress, and then gave his face and head a tatiug tone to Dudley, who was talking to Carrington. good sousing, which made him feel better. "\\'hat for? There's no hurry. We'll all go together "I look as i I had been out with the boys all night," presently," was tbe reply of the dapper young man. he said, observing his bloodshot eyes and pallid expression. Vance lookecl at Miller, his eyes, hitherto "I'd giYe something to know what has lmocked me out." so alert and bright, now half closed and clulL He did not feel hungry, but he believed a cup of coffee He half rose in his chair with a muttered exclamation, \\'Ould do him good. sank back, swayed a bit to and fro, and the utterly On his way from the eleva.ior to the dining-room he collapsed. .. stoppec1 at the office and asked the clerk if he had any idea "He's safe!" cried Carrington with sudclen energy, riswhe n h e came in last evening. ,


"You'll haYe to see the night man about tlta.t," replied the young man with a quizzical smile. "Been hav ing a good time, I suppose. Better get a b :t'Omo-seltzer before you eat. Step into the drug sto re, right through the conidor, and he'll fix you up all right." I Yance thought the clerk's advice was good and he followed it, after which he went into breakfast. It was not long before the events of the preceding even ing began to fashion themselves in his brain, artd the situ ation dawned upon him. "But I didn't drink anything at that place/' he per sisted to himself, "that is, nothing but a cup of coffee. Perhaps strong coffee at midnight doesn't agree with me, as I'm not used to it. All the same, it's furp.ty I don't remember a thing about how the affair wound up, or how I got back and into my bed upstairs." The reflection annoyed him a good bit. "That :Miss Miller is a fine looking girl, all right," he mused, trying to devote his attention to the :morni ng' s report abont the corn market; "I don't think I ever met such an attraqtive Still, I think I prefor Bessie. And the chap %1.S with her-I forget his name-he seems to be a pretty swell party. Seems to me Pve seen him before. U ,1): )wv:e, of GOluse it was in Chicago. I wonder if w .lJl be around looking for me this morning? I don't

12 A CORNER IN CORN. to the hotel, though if you can't afford it you've done right to come here There was nothing now but to get out of sight under the corner of the elevator and wait for them to retire. If the lady was surprised at Vance's healthy appetite, she discreetly made no reference to it, beyond remarking that she was glad to see he enjoyed the meal. Vance was up early next morning, and after a satis factory breakfast sallied out on a tour of observation. The place wore a dormant air, a surprising fact for a "estern river town. Vance judged that it had been struck by a temporary setback of some sort, which happened to be the fact. The boy saw the outlines of _five big elevat0r buildings in the clistance down by the river, and he strolled over in that direction. Lie aYoidcd the main business streets, going toward the great I\Jississippi by a roundabout way that him to the river bank a mile above the objects that he aimed at. He smiled to himself at the idea of taking so much trouble, which in the end might prove to ha .ve been time spent to no but when he drew near to the doorway learling to t)rn office of the :first elevator he suddenly came to a different conclusion. For there, sunning himself on an inverted cask outside of the entrance, he spied a familiar figure. A quick glance at the person's face enabled Vance to id en ti fy h.i m. It was the dapper young Chicagoian, Guy Dudley, as large as life. CHAPTER VII. TUE REA.SON WHY VANCE THORNTON WAS TICKLED ALMOST TO DEATH. "What the dickens is he doing in Elevatorville ?" ejacu lated Vance in great astonishment. "I thought he was attending to business for his father in Kansas City." .Just then a man in a sack-coat and wearing a smart looking fedora hat came to the door and entered into con Yersation with Dudley. Presently the dapper young man jumped off his perch, and the two began to walk toward the spot where Vance stood regarding them with some curiosity "It will never do for him. to see me here," muttered the boy, backing out of view and then walking rap idly down a path that led to that end of the elevator which faced the water. "He'd ask no end of embarrassing questions which I never could answer." "How long do you expect to stay in this burg, Mr. Dudley?" the man in the fedora hat was saying as the pair came w1thin of Vance's post of concealment. "Give it np," returned the dapper young man, with a yawn. "It's precious dull here, all right; but I've got to stick here until I find out whether that Thornton chap" -at these words Vance pricked up his ears and was in stantly on the alert-"is coming down here on a recon noitering expedition :for his boss, old man Whitemore, or not. Those are my orders, and I got them right from the shoulder, too." "What makes you think he is coming here?" asked the elevator man curiously. "We have our reasons," replied Dudley significantly, "and we're not taking any chances. I'm watching every train that comes in." "I didn't see you at the depot last night." "I don't have to go to the depot. He'll go to the hotel as sure as guns, or to the Stag House-. "Or to the Parker House," suggested tne ma;n in the fedora. 1<>r 'I "Scarcely there. He's got plenty oi .hi

A CORNER IN CORN 13 The dapper young man lit another cigarette and con tinued: "As I was saying, Vyce, our source of information on he ins ide, has suddenly dried up. Whitemore hasn't ac c used him of any underhanded dealings, but the very fact that he has shut up tighter t)lan a clam toward his confidential ass istant, and has sent young rrhornton-a mere boy you might say-west to close up his corn options, is a s ure sign that the old man is suspicious of Vyce. Eve r s ince that boy left Chicago we have reason to suspect that Whitemore has been quietly buying every bushel of corn th a t is offered, though his regular brokers do not appear in these transactions. If this is a fact, he must own more than half of the visible supply on the market." "He mu s t have a barrel of money." "I'd be satisfied with half of what I could raise on his r e al e state. It was a slick and farseeing move on the part of the to sneak five million bushels down here with out the fact getting out. That was accomplished early in the game by working our pull with the Mississippi Trans portation Co. like having an influential director or two at yol!r -ha.ck/"' The man in the fedora hat nodded. "These been duly reported out of busi ness for one or i another." "I can't see how you managed to keep the papers in the dark. What they can't ferret out isn t worth knowing." Guy Dudley laughed sardonically. "The combination simply bought up half a dozen of the leadfog papers, and own them body and soul. They print only what we want on the corn question. They mold public opinion, as it were. The other papers copy our news, and there you are-;-see ?" Mr. Taggart thought he saw, for he rubbed his hands and laughed. "But in dealing with such an artful old fox as Jared Whitemore we have to provide against the unusual and the unexpected. It was distinctly unusual for him to s end a boy like Vance Thornton to close up his options -yet that is what he has done, and we should never have got on to it if it had not been for the uncommon shrewd ne s s o( onr man Vyce. If he has done this, there is no reason why he hasn't in structed the boy to come down he r e after he has :finished with the options and try to find out whe ther the press Teports concerning these elevators are r e ally founded on facts, or whether they have been cooked up by the opposition forces." "And do you think that young fellow Thornton is smart enough for such a slick job as that?" asked Mr. Taggart, with a sneer. "Do I? Well, say, he's all right, and don't you make any mistake on that head," said Dudley in a convincing tone as he gave the rim of his hat a flip backward. "Car rington says he's smart enough to be dangerous, and Car rington is no fool." "Yet he's only a boy, you say?" said Mr. Taggart, skeptically. "That's all right. He was clever enough to block a little game we put up on him in Kansas City, and he didn't even suspect our intentions, either." "How was that?" asked Mr. Taggart, with some interest. "Carrington came down himself from Chicago to help the thing along, and nrought one of his handsomest lady stenographers along to pump the boy dry. And she did it, too; oh, yes, she did it-nit! And we thought he would be such an .easy_ proposition. We wanted to find out all his plans and get possession of the options we supposed he carried about in his clothes." / "And you failed, eh?" "We failed all right. He didn't have as much as a tooth pick about him, and so, after dosing his coffee, for he doesn't drink a drop of liquor, we had all our trouble for nothing. The girl went into a of admiration over Thornton's cleverness in being prepared for the unexpected, while Carrington was madder than a whole nest of 1hornets. I took him to his hotel and put him to bed, and that's the last I've seen of him "Well, now, you heaT me," said the man in the fedora hat, thumping the side of the bunch of spiles behind which Vance was listening to this enlightening conversation, "if he comes down here and gets a .way with a grain of inform a tion as big as one grain of those five million stored in these. five elevators, I'll give you leave to kick me from here to the mouth of the i1ississippi." The remark was emphatic and forcible, and there was not the slightest doubt that Mr Taggart meant every word of it, yet is it any wonder that Vance Thornton, under the circumstances, grinned as he had never grinned /before in all his life? CHAPTER VIII. THE MAN FilOM THE WEST. If Guy Dudley and Mr. Taggart, the manager of the five elevators of Elevatorville, only suspected the injury they had inflicted on their cause by coming down to the water's edge of that particular elevator under which Vance Thornton happened to be concealed at the time, and there telling all they knew to the winds, as they thought, there is not the least doubt that they would have felt like goin g to some quiet place and kicking themselves off the earth. The dapper Mr. Dudley thought himself as smart as they them in Chicago, but really he had lots to learn. He was satisfied tliat young Thornton could not poke his nose into the town without he (Dudley) becoming immediately aware of the fact Yet Vance had already been more than twelve hours in Elevatorville without the young man's knowl edge, and had practically accomplished the object of his visit through the indiscreet loquacity of the gentlemen who were "laying" for him. The only really good thing that Dudley had been guilty of was his admission of Thornton's creverness. Dudley and th e manager of the elevators, having un wittingly put Vance Thornton in, possession of more in formation even than he had expected to pick up in that


\ 14 A Vance had noticed him inside posting a letter. western river town, walked back the way they had come and parted at the corner of the street, the dapper young man returning to his hotel. He wore a soft felt hat of generous proportions, and his manner was the free and easy way of the wide west. The boy stopped and watched him with some cutiositi "Well," m urm'Ured Vance, as he emerged from his place of concealment, "if this hasn't been the greatest piece of luck I've ever heard tell of, I don t hllow what luck is. So there's actually five million bushels of corn in these elevators, while they are officially reported as empty? I'm much obliged to you, Mr. Taggart, for the information," and he looked after the retreating figures of the manager and his companion.. i< So that was a put-up job on me at Bagky's chop-house, eh? And I never dreamed of it. At last I am on to you; Mr. Guy Dudley, and I think you've done all the damage you're likely to do to Mr. Whitemore. And our respectable bookkeeper, Mr. Edgar Vyce, is a snake in the grass. I'll have to lose no time in putting Mr. Whitemore next to all these important facts. When he learns the real state o f affairs I guess Mr. Vyce will have to join the opposition in person as well as in spirit. I never did like him much, and now I certainly despise him. A sneak and a traitor ought always to be handled without gloves." as he started to cross the street. 1 At that mom ent a noisy racket arose around the oorner, and there suc1clenly came into view a t eam of horses at tach ed to a heavy wagon of produce. Evidently the animal s were frightened, and were clashing about in a blind, purpos e less race. By this time the road was clear for Vance to retire without attracting special attention to himself, and half an hour later he was seated at a table in the cottage writing a letter to his employer. That afternoon he left Elevatorville by a river boat that carried him a few miles up the Mississippi to another town that boasted of a pair of dismantled elevators. He had no difficulty in personally examining these build ings, and found that the newspaper report as to their con dition was strictly true. Vance added a poRtscri pt to his l e tter, setting forth the fads as he had found them, and then forwarded it by registered mail, as usual. "I suppose Guy Dudley is watching for the train to

A CORNER I N COR N. 1!i breath, falling back at what seemed to them a most un-! "At the Planters' House.'' heard of statement. Di

16 A CORNER IN "Never. I think it io pedectly safe for me to return to civilization again." "lt must give you a great deal of satisfaction to know that you have cheated the undertaker out of a job,", said Yance with a laugh. "I leave you to judge of that. But while it was solely for the purpose of recruiting my health I ca.me West, I have also accomplished another satisfactory result." "And what is that?" "I have made a a mighty big one at that." "In eight years?" "In six years. If you have fortune on your side a good deal o. money can be picked up in the wild and woolly districts, as they are sometimes called." "I have often heard so," admitted Vance interestedly. "I was always interested fo metallurgy, and studied the subject pretty exhaustively before I had any idea of putting my knowledge to practical use. While wandering about at my own sweet will I used to do a little prospect ing for the fun of the thing, but I can't say that I met with any success. My luck began when I took up my habitation in the pead Man's Creek mining district, Colo rado. By that time I had grown tired of doing nothing. I was induced to buy an interest in a claim that at first looked to be a good thing, !mt soon petered out. Still, my mining information encouraged me to believe there was a future in it. I bought my partners out for a trivial sum, and from that moment superintended the working of the mine myself. One

on the morning following their departure from the Mis souri junction iown. Their cakulations were correct, and the train was en tering the Union Depot, corner of Adams and Canal streets, when Jared Whitemore, after a visit to the Chi cago National Bank, where he had received and perused Vance's last letter, mailed after his departure from Ele vatorville, was ascending to his office in the Rookery building. Bessie Brown looked up as Mr. Whitemore entered the outer office, so also did Mr. Vyce, the bookkeeper. Both noticed that their employer looked unusually stern. The assistant bookkeeper was out attending to matters that usually fell to Vance to transact. Without looking either to the right or left, Mr. White more entered his private room. Presently Bessie's electric alarm buzzed, and she has tened into the boss' sanctum. Iri a few minutes she returned to her machine, copied a short letter addressed to Jarboe, Willicutt & Co., locked up her notebook and proceeded to put on her hat, an un usual circumstance at that hour. "Are you going out, Miss Brown?" inquired Mr. Vyce in some surprise. "Yes, sir," answElred Bessie coldly "Rather early for lunch, is it not?" he asked, coming to the end of his desk and regarding her movements curiously. ''I am not going to lunch." "Then you are going out on business for Mr. WhitemJre, I take it?" Bessie made no answer, but having got her hat on straight, she deliberately walked to the outer door and pas ed into the corridor. "You seem to be putting ort a whole l<:?t of airs with me, young ]acly, snarled the bookkeeper to the empty office; "all of a sudden, too. You haven't spoken a civil word to me since that young cub 'l'hornton went away on con fidential business for the old man. I shall' rnnke it my business to take you down a peg or two. If I am not mis taken in my calculations, you'll be looking for a new job before Jong, Bessie Brown-you ancl that young imp, curse him! If I can keep you both out of the financial district you may dep end upon my exertions to that effect." At that mom ent his alarm went off, and sticking his pen into the racli:, he walked into the private office. "Sit down, Mr. Vyce," said the big corn operator curtly. "You have been in my employ a matter of six years, I think?" "About that time," replied the bookkeeper, rather taken back by the question, which bore a fatally significant bearing. "During the la t three years you have enjoyed a con s : derable degree of my confidence, which has, if anything, inc r 0ased since the first of the year. How have you re turned this trust I repoc;ed in yon, sir?" "Hov:, sir?" faltered the bookkeeper, his guilty con science flying into his sallow face. "Why--" 17 "Mr. Vyce, for some weeks past I have had reason to believe that some one conversant with certain plans of mine was giving information to the clique that is oppo;;ing me in the market. You are the only one to whom l have opened my lips in this office. I hare long regarded you as my right-hand ma .n-a man I thought I could trust." "Is it possible that you accuse me, Mr. Whitemore?" asked the bookkeeper, with an injured air. "I do accus e you, Mr. Vycc, of playing the part of traitor to my interests," said the corn operator sternly. "But, sir, unless you have some proof it is unfair-" "I have the words of a rertain Mr. Guy Dudley as evidence that you sold yourself to the pool headed by Jarr ett, Palmer & Carrington At the mention of Dudley's name Mr. Vyce turned a.; pale as death. "Guy Dudley!" he exclaimed in a trembling voicr. '' 'Yhy, how could you have seen him? He is not in Chicago." t "I know that," replied the operator sharply "Perhaps yon can inform me where he is, since you and he appear to be hand in glove." "As you have not seen him, how can you say you have his eridcncc--" "We will not argue that point But if you are curious to know how I obtained my information, I will say that a confidential messenger of mine ran across your friend Dudley and heard from that gentleman's lips enough to convict yon of the charge I bring again t you. If you have anything to say in your defence that your conscience would atlYise you to bring forward I will listen to you, otherwise I "ill have to mdz you to bring your connection with this office to an immediilte close." "You w ish me to understand that you have received this information through Yance Thornton?" asked Mr. V)'CC_, with comprcc:setl lips ancl lowering brnw. "I have mentioned no name." "But you sent him out Wet." "Ilow tlo you know that?" ask d :Mr. Whitemore curtly "He has been absent from the office for some ten days, and as those options of yoms were on the point of expiring, I s11pposec1--" "Im't it a fact that you a

18 A OORXER IX CORN. und went to the office safe, where he proceeded to unlock a special compFtment to which he only had access. Edgar Vyce watchet him with set white face and "Tenomouii eyes. Suddenly an evil suggestion entered his soul and took lodgment there. He knew that documents of the greatest moment in counectio:n witk the corn market w&re deposited in that inner safe. If he could only get possession of them he could make his own terms with the pool in whose interests he had practically lost his position. If he could get possession of them There was nobody in the office at that moment but he and Mr. Whitemore. Suppose-For a moment the 'blood congealed around his heart, and he clutched at the desk to support himself. The corn operator was about .to relotc thP. steel door. It was now or never if he was to do anything Without waiting for the fiendish suggestion to cool he seized a heavy ruler and, with a muttered imprecation, sprang at the opera"tor from behind. Mr. Whitemore heard him and gave a staTtled glance backwaTd. But ha was at the infuriated man's meTcy. Thud! \ The ruler descended on the old operator's head, and he went down on the carpet like a stricken ox at the shambles At that identical instant Vance Thornton, dusty and travel-stained, appeared at the office door. He was a witness of the murderous attack. With a cry of honor he sprang forwaTd to aid his now insensible employer. "You here'" cried Vyce, turning on him with the rage and despai;r of a man detected in the commission of a desperate crime. "You shall never live to tell the story." In a moment they had grappled in a terrible struggle. The boy, encumbered. by his light overcoat, was at a disadvant:we. The bookkeeper was strong, agile and desperate. 'I'hey swayed to and fro within the brass railings near safe, Vyce tTying to get a grip on Vance's throat. At length the bookkeeper ,.succeeded in tripping Thorn ton so that he fell acroslil the and then he began to pound the boy over the head and face with his :fist. .., 'l'he resulp was now no lo:c.ger in doubt, for Vyce clearly had the upper hand. He intended \o kill the lad, for he hated hlm as only such a malignant nature can hate. But fate willed it otherwise, else this story would not haYe been written. The outer door suddenly opened, and Bessie Brown ap peared in the opening. With dilated eyes she looked a moment on the scene She recognized Vance Thornton and the awful situation he was in. Uttering a piercing scre>am echoed through the corridors, Bessie seized the first thing that came to her hand, which happened to be a cane forgotten by a morning visitor, and jumped to Vance's assistance. OH.AP'rER XI. THE COR::-<" SITUATION". The appearance of Bessie on the scene altered the state of a:tfairs materially. Vyce realized that the scales had turned against him, and thnt if he expected to evade the consequences oo his rash actions be had not a moment to 1 With a bitter curse he cast the half-8bmned bov i'r'om him, grabbed hat ancl coat, and started for the Vance hacl fallen to the floor, and Bessie, payin,g no further attention to the bool\keeper, ran to the bor_, and lifting his head in her arms, begged him to speak to ber. As Vyce passed hnrriedly out into the corridor he brushed ngainst two clerks from an adjacent who had been attracted to the spot by the girl's scream. Before he reached the stairway he ran against others. Jn fact, the entire floor had by this time been alarmed, and a score of me,n were hurrying \\7hit By this ruse he managed to effect his escape foom the building. In the meantime, while the office was filling with ex cited people anxious to find out what had Vance gradually recovered himself. .As soon as he could sit Bessie got him a glass of water, which he S\l'allowed greedily. Then be gut on his feet. '' 'l'hanks, Bessie; I feel nll right now. Don't 1crowd in here, gentlemen," he said, waving back the mob._ "What's lrn.ppened to Mr. Whitemore?" askell a stout brokeT, -peering over the railing at the corn operator. "He's been hurt," answered Vance. "I'd be obliged to you, :;\fr. Bradley, if you will come inside and help me get him into his private office." At that moment the nssistant bookkeeper retu.rned, and was, of course, astonished to see such a crowd and commo tion in the place "You back, Vance?" he ej aculate

"He was hit with the heavy office ruler," said Vance soberly. "Indeed!" exclaimed the broker in surprise. "How did that happen?" "I will tell you, but for the present I hope you will let it go no further." In the fewest words possible the boy told him what he had seen as he entered the office; also how he had been attacked by Vyce, and but for Bessie's arrival would prob ably have been fatally injured. "The scoundrel I He must have been crazy!" "Not at all," replied Vance. "! can easily understand how it about; but for the present it is better I should say nothing on the subject. Mr. Whitemore will know how to deal with him when he recovers "The police ought to be notified. I don't like the looks of Mr. V?hitemore He is a long time corning to." "We shall ham a physician here soon," said Vance. "He bren,thes very hard," said Bessie anxiously. She had been bathing the operator's face anrl. chafing his temples and hands with no satisfactory Tesults. In a few minutes the assistant bookkeeper appeared with a doctor, who was immediately taken into the private office. Vance took advantage of this opportunity to clear the oute1; office of those drawn there by curiosity and other reasons. He restored the ruler to its original position, locked the prirnte compartment of the safe and put the key in his pocket. Then he returned to the private room in time to see his employer sit up with some clifficulty. The physician looked serious, as if he did not like the aspect of the case. "He had better be removed to his home at once and his regular tloctor sent for. His condition will not bear trifling with." Mr. Whitemore-s eyes rested on Vance. He beckoned him to his side. "I am thankful you are back," he whispeted with great difficulty. "I'm afraid I'm in a bad way. I've been struck clown at a critical moment. I depend on you to look after the office. See my brokers. All my important papers are jn the inner compartment of the safe. Write an order that I empower yon to act for me until further notice and I will sign it." "Don't lose a moment in doing it, man," said Broker Bradley, who was supporting the stricken corn operator. "He seems to be growing weak fast." Vance drew up the paper, which was signed with great trouble by Mr. Whitemore and witnessed by Broker Bradley and Bessie. "Now the check-book," he gasped feebly. "I will sign in blank. Fill it up by and bye with the amount of my entire balance at the Chicago National." "He has wonderful confidence in you, Thornton," Mr. Bradley said, in great astonishment. But the check was fated never to be signed. 19 As the pen was placecl between the old corn operator' s fl.uttering nngers he uttered a sudden groan, his head fell back, and he became unconscious once more In this state he was taken home Under these considerations Vance saw that the respon s i bility of notifying the police rested on him. Accordingly, he visitsd headquarters and interviewed the chief of police were at once furnished with a:n accurate de scription of Edgar \Tyce and despaiched to hunt him up and arrest him. Vance then visited the offices of Jarboe, Willicutt & Co., in the Boarcl of Trade building, and explained the situati o n :Mr. Jarboe, the head o.f the firm, was very much con cerned ove'r the news. "The affair will be printed in all the afternoon papers and will certainly have a bad effect on the market With Mr. Whitemore down and out the J a.rrett, Palmer & Car rington crowd will have a clean sweep. In which case Mr. Whitemore's losses will be immense. It is very bad, very bad indeed," said Mr. Jarboe, shaking his head dismally. "I have authority to act for Mr Whiteniore," said Yance, producing the paper which had been signed by the stricken corn operator. a That's all right as far as it goes," said Mr. Jarboe. J t gives you the right to act for M:r. Whitemore, but what can you do without money, even supposing you to be capable of intelligent action on the big interests m volved ?" "You are right, Mr. Jarboe; I'm afraid my hands are tied Mr. Whitemore intended to transfer his Chicago National balance to me by check, but be lapsed into insensi bility at the critical moment." "Is that really the fact?" asked the senior partner, looking his astonishment. ":Mr. George Bradley was present when Mr. Whitemo:re asked for his check-book and expressed his intention." "Well," said the broker, ''such a mark of confidence in your honesty and business capacity is remarkable. It is true I have lately heard him speak about you in terms of the greatest praise, but-however, it is useless to discuss the matteT. He was prevented from the check, you say, so you cannot touch a cent f Mr. Whitemore's money, even if your handling of that money would save him from ruin. "True,'' admitted Vance dejectedly "I will harn to consult with my partners as to what i s best to be done under the circumstances," said Mr. Jarboe, "and will advise you as soon as possible. We recog:ii.ize your authority in the premises, and of course can make no moYe unless authorized by yau in writing." "The bear pool will certainly try to break the market," said Vance. "Undoubtedly. Corn is high, and, but for this unfor tunate affair, likely to go higher. Mr Whitemore's hold ings have dominated the market and controlled the price. He has stood ready to buy every bushel offered. Pro-bably;


20 half the visible supply of corn stored in the Kansas and N cbraska elevators is owned by him-a fact you should b e familiar with, as you have just been out in that part of the county in his interest. Jarrett, Palmer & Carrington most likely have a quantity of grain which they have been holding back for a coup. Mr. Whitemore has sus pected its existence, but has failed to discover any evi dence to prove the fact. All reports point to th contrary s upposition." "I have thrown a little light on that point, Mr. Jarboe," sa id Vance. "What do you mean?" "Mr. Whitemore directed me to investigate the true r;tate of the corn situation at Elevatorville, Misspuri." "Well?" "There are five elevators in that place. They have been reported out of business temporarily." "So I understand. Are they not?" "Possibly they may be," replied Vance, "but all the same Jarrett, Palmer & Ca. rrington have five million bushels of corn stored in them at this moment." "Five million bushels?" almost g_asped Mr. Jarboe. ''Yes, sir-five million bushels." "If this is the fact," said Mr. Jarboe, greatly excited, "we are bea. ten to a standstill. Without money we cannot take a dollar of that corn which the pool will throw on the market at once, now they have learned of Mr. Whiteri1ore's. misfortune. Thornton, as snre as you sit theTe there will be a panic in the corn pit to-morrow morning." CHAPTER XII. THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. Vance returned to the nookery Building in a very ae pressed s tate of mind. His interview with Mr. Jarboe seemed to indicate that nothing short of absolute ruin now faced his employerthe old man who at that moment lay at his home almost at the point of death. The afternoon papers contained an acc ount of Mr. White more's mi s fortune, and hinted at its probable bearing on the next day's corn market. Several reporters were waiting to interview Vance on his return. To these gentlemen he was courteous but extremely re ticent. He insisted that the published reports were grossly ex aggerated, and put as bright a complexion on the situation as J{e could. But he was up against the fact that other report ers had visited Tlfr. Whitemore's residence and had learned that his condition was critical. "Poor Mr. Whitemore," Bessie, with tears in her eyes, "it is awful to think he may never recover from that cruel blow. "Perhaps it will be as well he does not," saic1 Vance gloomily. "Why, Vance!" exclaimed Bes sie in unfeigned surprise. "What do you mean?" "I mean, Bessie, that his absence from the office at this time spells ruin in capita l l etters." "But he has put you in charge of everything," said whos e confideme in Vance's abilities was supreme. "Bnt I can't do a thing without money. I should need a great deal of money." "He intended to sign a check for you," she said, "but--" 11Exactly, but he was unable to do it." "lVhy couldn't I go to his house," she said suddenly. "He may have recovered his senses. Give me the check book. If the thing is possible I will get his signltture and bring it back to you." "Bessie, you're an angel!" cried Vance, his face light ing np with a new hope. "Wl1at a chump I am not to have thought of that! The fact of the matter is, Mr. J arboe's view of the situation knocked me endwise. I ought to go myself instead of sending you, but I have lots to do here, and I guess you'll do as well." So Bessie took the check-book and started for Michigan avenue, on the South Side. While she was absent Vance brought all of his employ er's documents relating to corn matters from the safe to the inner office, and sat down to study them in connection with printed reports and other sources of informati-On he found on Mr. vVhitemore's desk. It was nearly dark when B ess ie returned. Vance saw at once from her face that she had failed in her mission. "You did not get his signature?" he said anxi o usl y She shook her head sadly. "It is feared by his physicians that Mr. Whitemore may die before morning," s he said. "He has not recovered c onsciousness at any time since he was taken home. I left the check-book, after explaining matters to Mrs. White more, and she said if he regains his senses she will try to get her husband to sign." "Thank you, Bessie," replied gratefully "You have done all that I could have clone myself under the circumstances. I have been studying the situation, and feel confident if I had enough money I could save Mr. Whitemore. Unless I get it before busines s opens on the Board of Trade in the morning I fear it will be too late." There was a painful silence for some moments. "I am glad you have returned, Vance," said Bessie at length. "I don't know what I should have done under these conditions had you still been away. I think I should have gone home at once and stayed there." "It would have been harder for yot1, I suppose. I hope we shall always be such good frie nds Bessie," said the boy earnestly. "I'm sure there is no reason why we should not be," she re plied. "Now you must tell me where you have been, unless, of course, it's a business secret." "I have been West on important business for Mr. White more. As soon as I get the chance I will tell you a good many interesting particulars of my trip. It is time now that you went home for day."


A CORNER IN CORN. 21 "Why, how did you get that scar on your forehead?" and earnestness which he had never before displayed in she asked, laying her fingers gently on a small abrasion his life of the skin. Bradhurst had been looking about him for something in "That,'' he replied, with a little laugh; "oh, I got that down in Missouri yesterday morning while butting in against a runaway team. I saved a man's life and made a good friend. His name is William Bradhurst, and he 's a millionaire eleven times over. He-why, by George l" Vance stopped and stared at the girl. "Eleven millions!" he muttered. "Eleven millions in cash and securities, that's what he said." "Vance, what are you talking about?" asked nervously. "Eleven million dollars I Why, Great Caesar! If I could induce him to back me up, with Mr. Whitemore's enormous corn holdings I should win out. Mr. White more would be saved financially, while Bradhurst himself would almost double his capital, for if we cornered the market-and with the start the boss has we ought to be able to do it-we could surely control the price. We could easily buy up every bushel of that five million at Elevatorville. That would keep that lot from being moved to Chicago until we chose to have it put in motion. With scarcely any corn in transport the market would soar to good gracious I dare not think of it. I haven't a moment to lose. I must see Mr. Bra.dhurst at once." And Vance for the fir s t time in his life utterly ignoring Bessie, rushed for his hat. "Vance-Vance she cried, running after him. "You haven't gone crazy, have you ?n "Crazy!" he cried almost fiercely, turning full upon her. "Yes, I have l I'm crazy-crazy with a scheme that means millions to us. Go home. I can't see you to the car. I've got to go to the Grand Pacific on business." uvance !" and then B essie broke down. "Why, what are _you crying about?"\. he said with an abruptness unusual with him. "Because (sob) you are so (sob) rough with me He looked at her a moment without speaking, and then seemed to realize how he had been acting. ''Forgive me, Be ssie, for making you cry; but I've thought of a plan by which I hope to save Mr. Whitemore, and perhaps corner the market as he had started out to do. If I put it through-there, I'm so excited over the bare idea you must excuse me saying anything more. Every thing depends on my finding Mr. Bradhurst at his hotel to-night, so you see I mustn' t delay a moment. There, I wouldn't offend you for the world,'' he continued, as he led her out of the office and locked the door; and then, as she turned her tear-stained face before him in mute forgiveness, he quite forgot himself and actually kissed her "Oh, Vance!" .she exclaimed, blushing violently. 1t is possible the boy was somewhat astonished at his own audacity, but, if the truth must be told, he was not a bit repentant, and would have repeated the performance if he had dared. Twenty minutes late r Vance was in Bradhurst's apart ments in the Grand Pacific Hotel, talkin_g with a .PUr.Pose the line of business that would engage his attention, for the mere idea of spending his wealth simply to amuse himself by leading a life of ease was extremely distasteful to him. He was a man of active habits and a busy brain, and the boy's plan, which Vance laid down with convincing dir ectness, appealed to his fancy. "Come over to the office, Mr. Bradhurst, and I will show you the documents and the proofs. I can there better explain what has been done, what our position is to-night, and what we shall be able to accomplish. I have been st udying Board of Trade methods ever since I entered Mr. Whitemore's office. With the grasp on the market I have at this moment, through my employer's holdings, I see my way clear, with your backing to corner the product and force the price to almost any figure within reason. In a week the Jarrett, Palmer & Carrington pool won't have a leg to stand on." "All right; I'll go over with 1bu, Vance. But before we go we' re going to have dinner. You look as though you needed a square meal." "I've scarcely had a bite all day," admitted the boy; "but I don't feel hungry at that." "That's because you're all worked up over this matter and the unfortunate affair at your o ffice. T ake a wash and we' ll go down to the dining-room The cJock in Mr. Whitemore's office struck the hour of midnight when the conference between Vance and William Bradhmst came to an end. "If for no other reason than because I owe you a good turn rII see you throngh this, my boy,'' said the big man cheerfully. "But in addition to that, I see the opportunity for both of us to make a million or more easily." "You are risking the money, Mr. Bradhurst, and the profits over and above the figure at w11ich corn closed to day will rightfully be yours. I am satisfied to save Mr. Whitemore's interest as it now stands." "Vance Thornton, I am backing your information and experience with my money. It is a fair partnership If we win out the profits are to be evenly divided, do you understand? Only on that condition will I g\) in." "But," almost gasped the boy, "the profits may run into-" "Millions. Exactly. In which case you will be a mil liopaire at eighteen. Do you object?" The boy was too much stunned at the prospect to reply. CHAPTER XIII. WHO HOLDS THE ACE? Rats they say, will leave a sinking ship Perhaps it would hardly be fair to compare the solid brokerage firm of Jarboe, Willicutt & Co. with the rodents in question, but Tennyson Jarboe, after his interview with Vance Thornton and a careful study of Mr. Whitemore's condition from the latest reports in the evening papers,


22 decided, in consultation with his partners, that Jared reports are not encouraging. Allow me to introduce you Whitemore was as good as done for, both physically and to Mr. William Bradhurst." financially. "Glad to know you, Mr. Braclhurst,'' said Fox, genially. With five million pushels of corn ready to be shipped "Now, Mr. Fox, I wish your earnest attention. I'm to Chicago at their noel, it was reasonable to expect that going to put a gooc1 thing in your way," said the boy in a the Jarrett, Palmer & Carrington clique would jump into business-like tone. the pit ihe next morning and, with little opposition to "'rhanks. All favors thankfully accepted," and he fear, hammer the market fo pieces. looked at Mr. Bradhurst as if he judged he was the good In the ensuing panic corn would tumble like the famous thing suggested. Humpty Dumpty of fairy fiction, and it therefore behqovecl "Reac1 this," said Vance, and he handed him the paper Jarboe, Willicutt & Co., with pointer they had which authorized him to act for Mr. Whitemore. got from Vance, to sell a million or so bushels short for Mr. : Fox read it with some surprise. their o\\n private account. "Now read this," and Vance produced Mr. Jarboe's It would be perfectly fair, since Mr. vVhitemore's boy-letter. ish representative cou ld do nothing toward stemming the "Phew!" was the broker's comment after he had per-currcnt without money. used it. So iYhen Vance Thornton reached Mr. Whitemore's office "Under those circumstances I have decided to employ on the following morning he found a letter addressed to new brokers. I have selected Fox & Mason. Mr. Jarboe himself and signed by 1\Ir. Jarboe, in which that gentleman has made a Rlight miscalculation. Instead of having no expressed his regret that the firm saw no way of saving money, I haYc a backing representing $11,000,000." their old customer from the expected crash unless some"What's that? 8ay that again, please!" ejaculated Fox thing tangible in the wa of money was forthcoming, and in amazement. as this seemed to be out of the question, Jarboe, Vance repeated the amount. Wiliicutt & Co. could hardly be expected to execute any "Say, you're not joking, are you?" said Fox with a further commissions for Mr. Whitemore. smile. "All right," exclajmed Vance, coolly; "you have deserted "Never more serious in my life," replied the earnthe ship just a moment too soon for vour own good, Mr. cstly. "This gentleman, William Bradhurst, is worth ex J arboe. I'm only a bo:v, it is true, but I'm not taking off actly that sum, and he is backing me. He is ready to give my hat to you after that." you a check on the Bankers' National Bank now to cover Thrusting the letter in his pocket, he put on his hat my first transaction, which is an order to purchase any again. part of five million bushels of corn as soon as it is offered "I'll be back in half an hour," he said to Bessie. in the pit this morning." He rushed oYer to the Grand Pacific and sent his card "Five million bushels !" exclaimed Fox, staring 'hard up to William Braclhurst. at Vance. "Reacl that," he said to his new friend, handing him "That's what I i::aicl. Please call up the Bankers' Na?IJr .T letter. J tional on your 'phone and Yerify my statement. Don't lose Mr. Eradhurst had finished breakfast, and was preparing a minute, please." to f!O oYer to Mr. Whitemorc's office according to arrange-Jack Fox, still somewhat bewildered by such an order, nwnts enteicd into the night before. did as Vance requested him, and returned t:o his desk per" Cool. I must say," he remarked, as he handed it back. fectly satisfied with the result. "Wr!I, what are you going to do?" "Now we'll get down to business," he said. "Ciet another broker," i-eplicd Vance decidedly. And they did. "Quite Tight. Have you selected one yet?" "After the close of the boa'rd to-day come to Mr. White" I have a firm in my eye. It's young, but I know them more's and you will find Mr. Bradhurst and myself They're square as a die. This deal will be the makon deck. I will then go over certain plans I have in view ing o.f them, and I'm glad to put it in their way. Come, and make clea rer our future business relations." let us go over to their office. We haven't any time to los e Vance and his friend then left, while Fox, after leaving to-(la y." a note for his partner, Reizecl his hat and made straight for Mr. Bradhurst and Vance went to a brokerage office on La f-alle street. It was on the third' floor front, a.nd the sign on the door read Fox & Mason. "Hello, Thornton," was Mr. Fox's greeting as the boy cntei;ed his priYate office with his friend. "GI.ad to see you. Where've you been for the last two weeks, and may I a11k how your employer, 1\Ir. Whitemore, is this morning?" "I've been out of town. As to Mr. Whitemore, the latest the Board of Trade. It was twenty minutes past nine when Vance's broker entered the board room. The gong which started bminess wouJd sound in ten minutes, and already the floor was filling up, while groups in earnest consultation were to be seen on the steps of both the wheat a.nd corn pits. Sid Oa.rrington and Abe Palmer were standing aloof on the steps of the latter.


_\ i.ri un:phant smile played about the mouths of each of these bear operators. For weeks they had been laying their plans, joining to gether subtle the overthrow of Jared White more_. but they had made but little way against the acute olcl fox, who had been gradually drawing together his con trol of the corn market. Now the one man they had feared-the man who stood like a stone wall between them and the accomplishment of all their carefully conceived plans-had been suddenly put out of the fight. 'I'heir chance had come at last, and they dicl not intend to do a with the corn market that morning. Everybody interested was talking about the sudden misfortune which had .occurred to Jared Whitemore, and not one but felt sure that one of the biggest slumps in the history of the hoard was about to set in. Consequently there was a subdued feeling of excitement in the air. Brokers with their pockets crammed with selling orders constantly came on the floor, adding to the clin. Byes were cast frequently and nervously at the clock. notinf the slow crawling of the minnte hand toward the half-holir mark. Representatfres from Jarboe, \Yillicutt & Co. were ready to sell the rnim1te the gong opened proceedings. \pparently all hulls had sought cover on thiR fateful morning. From the Western Union desks, located in a great in space in the northwest angle of the floor, came an in cessant ticking of the telegraph sounders, and messenger boys, pushed their way hither and thither across the floor with yellow envelopes in their hands. From the telephone alcoves sounded the almost continu ous ringing of the call bells. Suddenly, with startling distinctness, ca.me the single 8troke of a great gong. Instantly, with a shident roar, the battle was on. Corn in lots of five tho11sand wa. offered at once at half a point below the previo11s day's figures. Xot at first by Carrington and Palmer-they were hold ing back, like men who e positions were unassailable. 'I'he attack on corn was begun by the smaller fry, from the outpoots, as it were, of the bear army. Carrington and Palmer were holding their immense forces in reserve for the real atta .ck that was to carry every thing down before the onslaught. But the first real surprise de>cloped at once. Jack Fox, one of the new traders on the board, accepted every bid offered. Ile was immediately the center of a furious vortex that hurled corn in a flood at his head. But with a confident smile on his .face, tha.t 8oon began to be noted with some uneasiness by cautious brokers, he 'relcomed the rush with open arms. The result was that the grain began to recover and present a bold front to the bears. 23 "What in thunder doe;; this mean?" growled Abe. Palmer to his partner. ''Some fool has lost his head, that's all," sneered Car rington. "We'd better get in and send him where he belongsto the asylum," said Palmer with a menacing toss of the head. 'l'ben Palmer and Carrington took a hand, and the ex citement grew to fever heat. In spite of it all, Jack Fox, calm and serene amid the babel and eonfmiion, stood firm, and welcomed all selling orders as he would a uch-loved relative. Around and around the pit went the question: Who is Fox buying for? Nobody could gness. Suddenly there dawned the suspicion that Jared White more was still in the fight. It must be so. Who else could be loading up in the face of such .adverse conditions? But the most astonished of all men were Jarboe and Willicutt as the telephone conveyed the astounding intelli gence to their offices. Already their representatives had, according to orders, sold a million bushels of they did not own, but hoped to be able to get later on at a low rate. Jack Fox was the bl1yer of this lot Some one had. clearly come to Mr. Whitemore's rescue. Tt apparently was some one able to resist the great bear clique. He must have recovered in time to furnish Vance Thorn ton with the sinews of war to carry on the fight until he could get dO\m himse1f. If this was trne, then Jarboe, Willicntt & Co. had made a big blunder. Not onl)' had they placed themselves in a bad light with their old client, but they were liable to face a big loss, since they knew only too well that if the Whitemore forces were still back of the fight they stood a poor chance of getting any corn when they wanted it. So Jarboe hastened to try and square himself. He made a personal call on Vance. "I reeeived yom .letter," said the boy coldly when the big broker hacl ben admitted to Mr. Whitemore's sanctum, where Vance now ruled supreme. "The only thing for me to do was to hire a new broker. I have done so. From the looks of things," he said, with a significant smile, "I still bold a grip on the market iu spite of the Jarboe, Palmer & Carrington clique." Bessie knocked at the door, then entered and laid a slip on the desk before Vance. "I have bought over three million bushels this morning, and I am ready and anxious to take in every grain that may be offered." "Great heavens, young man!" exclaimed Mr. Jarboe in utter amazement_, "where have you got the money from to do this? Has Mr. Whitemore come to his senses and signed his balances over to you?"


' 2+ A IX "I am obliged to refuse you this information, Mr. Jarboe, as you haYe ceased of yoUT own accord to represent me. All I can say is this: I am at the head of the deal from this on. I control all of Mr. Whitemore's holdings. I mean to control the price as he has done. No corn will be moved east that amounts to anything until I say the word. If you think you can beat me, Mr. Jarboe, sell a million short and see Good-day." CHAPTER XIV. "\"et it takes every minute of my time," replied Vance, wiih a smile that' coverefl the weariness inseparable from the control of the tremendous forces latent in a line of fifty million bushels of corn. "N eccssaTily," admitted the millionaire, "but, boy, you are stronger, bigger and shrewder than the great bear clique pitted against you You've overtopped the whole crowd-the biggest men of the Board of Trade. A few days more wm show the world that you are really the new corn Monte Christo A few days more and these bears THE SCHEME THAT DIDN'T WORK. It had been a day of surprise o the Board of Trade. Instead of the price of corn going on the toboggan it had closed a couple of points to the good when business ceased for the day. will wake up to the fact that the corn they have prom ised to deliver before they had it in hand is not to be got, except from you-and at the price you choose to impose. Jarrett, Palmer, Carrington, and others, npt to speak of your dear friends, Jarboe, Willicutt & Co. will have to pay or go bankrnpt. Everybody was talking about the new factor that had entered the fight. The newf:papers were full of surmises and hints and rumors. 'There was no doubt whatever that Mr. Whitemore was "Good gracious, Mr. Bradhurst I That can have only one meaning." "Exactly. You will actually have cornered the product." "I can't realize it," said Vance, pressing his hand to hi s out of the running. head. "And yet that is the very point I have been aiming Every afternoon paper published an authentic bulletin for. I am in it now up to my neck-both of us are. of h.is condition, wh.ich was given out by reputable physi\\rere we beaten at this stage you would be absolutely cians as practically unchanged. ruined. And yet I have never for a moment seen you A clot of blood or a bone/was pressing on his brain, and weaken when I called for million after million of your the chances that he would ever recover were extremely money. Do you actually realize to what extent I have doubtful. involved vou ?" Reporters, however, began to nose out the fact that Vance "I do/' replied William Brac1hurst coolly. "But I enThornton, as Mr. Whitemore's repre entative, was the tered this affair on the principle of the whole hog or none. power that had made itself felt that day, and from present ro do otherwise was to invite disaster. No halfway meas inclic::itions was likely to continue to dominate the market. nrcs will in a deal of this kind. You must risk all Already he had gathered in the greater part of the or better stay out." clique's five million bushels, which everybody now knew "That's right. I fear that even Mr. Whitemore would were stored in the elevators of Elevatorville. never have succeeded in doing what we have done. We At this rate he would soon have absolute control of have haJf his capital at our back as it is." corn. But .:f arrett, Palmer & Carrington were not beaten yet, by a long chalk. All during the rest of the wee k corn was thro\\'n at Jack Fox and accepted. Every effort was made by the clique to overwhelm the young operator, but it failed. The Sunday editio n s now hailed Vance Thornton a the coming corn king. His picture was printed on the first pagr, and a copious account of his young life up to date was published in double-leaded type to increase its importance. Thereafter Mr. Whitemore's office waR filled clay after day with eager traders anxious to gain his ear. Nobody paid any attention whatever to the personality oi' William Bradhurst, who studiously kept himself in the background and watched with the most profound interest and admiration the working out of the gigantic deal by his young friend. "You're a wonder, Vance," he said to the boy one day as the two were getting ready to go to dinner. "A born speculator. Why, I haven't seen you ruffled a bit since you took hold of this thing." "By the way, how is Mr. Whitemore now?" "I belieYe he will recover after all. He was taken to a sanitarium a days ago He is a wTeck at pre s ent, and it will be some time before he Tecovers his grip again, if ever does." "And that rascall:v bookkeeper that s truck him down has not been arrested?" "No. The police have not been able to locate his where abouts. He may have fled to ranalla. Probably he is hid ing out in the wilderness somewhere." "Possibly; but you can't tell There are hiding places in this city where, by the aid of confederates, he could lie low in comparative You know he was working in the interests of the J arrctt, Palmer & Carrington clique at the start, :ind but for you takin g hold his crime would have proved of enormous advantage to them. Doesn't it strike you, then, that they haven't deserted him-that his immunity from arrest is largely due to their influence and pull with their political friends?" "I didn't think of that," replied Vance thoughtfully. "Your idea is reasonable, I am bound to admit." "Some day you may find have hit the mark," said Braclhurst significant ly.


A CORNER IN CORN. 25 That the millionaire was correct in his deduction Vance Thornton," said his visitor in a familiar voice, sitting Thornton had reason to know ere many hours pasBed over erect. his head. Tearing off his snow-white whiskers and pushing back While Bessie's admiration for Vance now increased his old sunburned felt hat, he sat revealed as Edgar Vyce. daily as she saw how he controlled the vast business enter-It cannot be denied that the boy operator was thoroughly prise he had called into action, still, as he seemed to drift astounded at the rascal's audacity in thus venturing back farther and farther away from her-for he had little time OJIthe scene of his crime. now to talk to her, except upon cold matters of business But he recovered his presence of mind in a moment. -her gentle, loving heart grew ore and despondent within His fingers moved to one of the electric buttons on the her. end of his desk. She felt that she had lostsomething that might never again be hers. And the reflection grieved her to the depths of her nature. Yet the morning and evening smile she daily bestowed on him was just as bright, just as winsome as ever. Her sorrow was her own. It was not for Vance to suspect what was passing m that true little heart. Vance Thornton had returned from his lunch and was shut up in his private office, as usual. .., Jn the last thirty-six hour corn had advanced three cents and the market was in a turmoil. Bessie appeared at the door of the inner sanctum. "There's an old man out here who wants t-0 see you on business of importance. He wouldn't give his name." "Very well; let him come in." It was a noticeable fact that the pretty stenographer did not address the busy young operator as Vance any more; and the boy was too much preoccupied these days to observe the omission. He was a curious character, the man who entered and stood humbly bowing to the young Na pol eon of La Salle street, as many of the dailies called Vance in their scare heads. He was not exactly seedy, though he certainly was not well dressed. He was bent over, as if like Atlas he had been condemned to carry the world on his shoulders, but had forgotten to bring it a0long on this occasion. But he had extremely bright eyes, which belied his otbe:i:. marks of age, and they peered out in a restive manner from under a pair of heavy, beetling brows. "Take a seat, sir," said Vance, pointing with his pen to a chair. "How can I serve you? Make your errand brief, for time with me is money." "J)o you want to buy any corn?" asked the venerable visitor in a shrill, squeaky voice. ''How much haYe you for sale?" asked the boy carelessly. "8i'x million bushels." "What!" ejaculated Vance, wheeling about in his chair and facing the old man. "Six million bushels." "Is this a dream? I have no time for nonsense," and Vance wondered if he was not up against a lunatic or a crank. "You will find this no dream, but stern reality, Vance "'top!" commanded Vyce, in a low, concentra.ted tone, raising one hand which held a brown, cylinder-like missile. "Move another inch and I'll blow you and your Eesk into La Salle street, and the wall with you." Vance instinctively paused. "'l'hat's right. I see you've got some common-sense," said Vycc grimly. "What brought you here?" asked the boy, playing for time. "Business?" "Well?" "You observe this cylinder? It contains a small stick of dynamite. If you do what I tell you it goes back into my pocket; if you refuse-the will have a new sensation, that's all." "You seem to forget," said Vance, coolly, "that dyna mite is like an overloaded shotgun-it works at both ends. If you drop that thing in this room there isn't a ghost of a chance for you to escape yourself." "That needn't worry you," retorted the rascal angrily "What do you want of me, anyway?" asked the boy im-patiently. "I want you to sign that paper." He pushed a document to Vance. It was a delivery slip for six million bushels o f corn, made out in favor of Sidney Carrington. "So that's your game, is it?" said Vance Thornton slowly. "Yes, sir; that's my game." ":Much obliged, Mr. Vyce. You've shown me the men who are at your back." "Precious little good that will do you You've got to sign that paper and swear to drop out of the market, or--" and Edgar Vyce made a significant tnovement with his arm. "That's your ultimatum, is it?" "That's what it is." "Very well; I'll do neither." ".Are :vou mad?" exclaimed Vyce, furiously, feeling that the object of his visit was a failure .. "Not at all," replied the boy calmly, though every fibre o.f his body shook inwardly at the probable risk he was facing. "But do you fancy I would put myself into the power of any crank, not to say scoundrel like yourself, thnt chose to call and threaten me into doi ng something he wantea. Not on your lif.e!" don't see how you e"-n help yourself!" sneered Vyce, eyeing him savagely.


26 A CORNER IN OORX. "Look behind you and you will see." V anrc "s tone and manner threw the villain off his guard an im:tant. He st arted up in his chair and looked around, as though he expected some one stood behind him. Before he realized the trap that had been sprung on him Vance had seize d and wrenched the cylinder of pressed dynamite from his hand. "Now, Edgar Vyce_. you're my prisoner." He drew a small revolver from his pocket and covered the scoundrel. Fifteen minutes later Edgar Vyce was in the hands of the Chicago police, ultimately he was tried, comicted and sent to the prison at Joliet for a long term. CHAP'I'ER XV. 'VlIAT SID C_\RRINGTON A.ND IllS PAHTNER THOGGHT OF THE COR:N" SITU.\ T IOK. That same afternoon Abe Palmer and Sid Carrington were closeted together in their pri rnte office on La Salle street. Business on the Board of T]'ade o, er for the clay. The former held a copy of an afternoon paper in his hand. .. !.'. "That bluff dicln't' work, irnrl Edgar Vycc iR in jail," he said gloomily. "T see he is. I took him for a cleverer man than that," teplied Carrington, with a muttered curse. "However, we"ve got to get him clear somehow, or he's liable to blab, which would never do at all." "I should say not. It would simply ruin us." "It would 1 for a fact. We would have to get out of business here for good and all. I'll see the leader of my district to-night." "It looks as though we'll have to throw up our hands, Sid," said Palmer, with a moody glance at the decorated ceiling. "Throw up nothing!" growled Carrington, with an im patient wave of his right hand, on the little :finger of which glowed a valuable ruby ring. "It's easy to say that," returned Abe, "but I don't sec chance of a turn. The pool is six million bushels sho rt, an

A. CORXER IN CORN. 27 had ported the morning he first went into the pit to buck against the bear traders. The same thorn annoyed 1-fr. Jarboe that bothered the rest of the combination Where did Vance's money come from? For good and sufficient reasons, ini;isted on by Thornton after the flrst week of their partnership, William Bradhurst had kept discreetly in the background, meeting Vance only when n ecessary, and then each time at a different rendezvous. one who saw Bradhurst loun g ing at times about the office door of the Grand Padfic Hotel would have suspected that impenetrable man had ::i. doll ar at stake in any pre carious scheme Yet there were moments when he had reason to fear that even his eleYen millions, now almost swallowed up in the insatiable maw of the corn market, would not be enough to stave off ultimate disaster. But neYer for a moment did he lo se confidence in the who was making such a shrewd fight against the com bined bear interests of the Board of Trade. Mr: Bradhurst had come to be a .frequent visitor at the Thornton home, where he bad been introduced by Vance the evening following their partnership arrangement. Mrs. Thornton and Elsie received him with all the courtesy that well-bred people are wont to extend to a warm personal friend of the son of the family. To a man who for eight years had been debarred from the ideals of ci \'ilization the pleasant home picture was rei;tful and refreshing. Possibly the lovely personality of Elsie Thornton had much to do with it. At any rate, he found it agreeable to go there oten. "We see so little of Vance now," Elsie said to him one evening as they sat together in the pleasant sitting room. ''You can scarcely imagine how much mother and I miss him," and a tear-drop glistened in her eye. "I presume you hold me largely responsible for this change in your domestic circle," said .Bradburst, with al most a feeling of remorse. "No, Mr. Bradhur st, we clo not hold you responsible," she answered, favoring him with such a bright glance that his blood quickened in his Yeins. "Ancl yet, by backing him in this enterprise I have ac tually kept him away from all the com Corts of his home." "We clo not look at it in that way. Rather we are grate ful to you for what you have done and are still doing for Vance." "I am glad to see that you do not regard me as an un desirable factor in the case," said the millionaire in a tone of pleasure. ":i'i'o, indeed," she answered softly "With his growing responsibilities Vance seems to have ceased to be a boy any longer. Not that we regret the change, but it would have pleased us better if the change had been more gradual." "I can lmclerntand your feelings," said Bradhurst sympa thetically. "But the encl is almost in sight, 1\Iiss Elsie. It seems to be a question of a few days now when Yance's control of the corn market will be so complete that the whole country will recognize it." "Isn't it wonderful to think what he has accomplished?" cried Elsie, enthusiastically. "Why every clay the papers have something to say about him. This morning the R ecord referred to him as the 'young corn king. Think of that!" "And so he will be, I daresay, inside of forty eight honrs. Your brother has a wonderful head for speculatiYe Yentures. For that reason, ancl because I owe my life to his pluck and presence of mind, I clcciclecl to sec him through, if it took the last dollar I possessed "You were very good-very generous! We can never thank you enough for the inte rest you have taken in Vance." "I hope you won't let the matter worrv you any, Miss Rlsie," said Bradhurst, with a glance of admira tion for the girl. She noticed the look and dropped her gaze to the carpet. From that aI,J.infreasing sympathy grew between the t\\'O. ., j. El ie recognized and was grateful for what 1\Ir. Brad -hurst was doing fo1: her brother, whom she dearly loved, while the millionaire found a new pleasme in talking to and encouraging the ]oyely girl for whom he was beginning to feel a warm regard CHAPTER XVI. A COilNER IN CORN. It was a bright, sunny morning, thirty-six hours later, that William Bradhurst came clo11nstairs and purchased the morning paper at the ncws-stancl in the lobby of the Grand Pacific. He opened it and cast his eye rapidly over t4e first page. A leading article arrestecl hi s attention. It was headed "A Corner in Corn." "By George!" he exclaimed, with no little excitement. "At last!" On crowded La Salle street a fe1r hours later everybody was talking about it. There could no longer be any doubt that Yance rrhorn ton, the Boy Corn King, had got hold of eYery bit of corn there was; That he had actually cornered the visible supply. That a mere. boy could c1o this was simply astolmding. That he actually had done so was not now denied. The news, fully verified, had by this time been wired all over America. Vance Thornton's name was that morning on every busi ness man's lips from the Atlantic to the Pacific, from the Great Lakes to the Gulf of -Mexico. Traders who must buy the grain to fulfil their contracts now began to call at Mr. \Vhitemore's office in ihe Rook ery BuilUing. They inquired deferentially for the boy who held the market in his hand, and liowecl to his mandate when he dictated t,W price.


28 A CORNER IN CORN. Among the brokers who dropped in that morning was I in the old voice that to come to her like an echo Mr. Jarboe, the dignified head of the firm of Jarboe, Willi cutt & Co. "I'll him," said Vance when his name was handed in. "Good-morning, Mr. Thornton," said the trader, as politely as his feelings would permit. "Good-morning, Mr. Jarboe. What can I do for you?" "'l'he fact is, young man," answered the broker, hesi tatingly, "we are short to you one million bushels at (here he named a figure) a bushel. I want to know how much it is going to cost us to get out of your corner." To get out those words was worse than if he had to swallow a bitter pill. Yance looked at him with a quizzical smile. "lt seems to me it would have been better for you if you had stuck by the sinking ship, Mr. Jarboe You see, she was only waterlogged for the moment, and a golden pump put ill an even keel again." "All men make mistakes," responded Mr. Jarboe abrutly. "What is the figure?" "In consideration of your long connection with Mr Whitemore," said Vance, "I'll let :rou off easy," and he named a price. "Vance Thornton," said his llignity suddenly melting away, "you have acted like a man. Allo\v me to shake you by the hand and congratulate you on the wonder.ful ability you have displayed l.n engineering so gigantic a deal. I am proud to acknowledge your acquaintance, and I may say the same for my partners. Instead of crow ing over a firm of solid old traders whom you have caught in the toils, and squeezing us badly, as you have the power to do, you have acted with the utmost fairness. Our loss is considerable, it is true, but no more than we deserve under the circumstances. 'The only favor I will ask o.f you is that you will keep this a secret. It would be a blow to Mr. Whitemore, who I understand is nearl,Y recovered from his trouble, and expects soon to be back among us, if he should learn the true facts of the case." "It shall go no further, Mr. Jarboe," Vance assured him. ''Thank you," and Mr. Jarboe took out his check-book and signed a check covering the sum clue to Vance. Then, with a bow and another handshake, he left the office. It was closing-up time. All the working force of the office had gone out Miss Brown, who was adjusting her hat preparatory to her departure. Vance appeared at his office door. "Bessie," he said, "I'd like to see you." She entered the private room, and stood before him in readiness to take any order he wished to give her. It was not the old Bessie, but the new one, who always alldressed Vance now as Mr. Thornton. "Bessie," said Vance, taking both her hands sudden ly in his, "aren't you glad?" She looked at him in surprise, and then her gaze dropped. "Aren't you glad it is all over?" he r epeated eagerly, from the dead past. "I don't know," she answered, in a trembling tone. "You don't know?" he said, almost plaintively: "Don't you care?" She half turned away from. him, but Vance seized her by the should ers and swung her back again. "It is true that I'm not the same old Vance in some respects. I'm to-day the king of the corn market, and I'm worth several millions-just how many I can't say as yet. I went into this thing because it was my duty to try and save Mr. Whitemore's interests. If I've done more than that it was because once I took hold I couldn't let go. I had to stick to my post-sink or swim on the ultimate result Well, I've come out ahead. The papers call me the Corn King, and they tell the truth. But Bessie," and tears came to his eyes as he spoke the words, "I'd give every dollar of my winnings-every cent I have made in this deal-to hear you call me Vance once more as you used to do, to know that you still think of me as you once did." There was a pause, and then the girl gradually lifted her eyes to his face. "Vance!" she said softly. * * * * Before Mr. Whitemore returned to his office a well man again he heard enough about that famous corner in corn to feel assured that Vance Thornton was the smartest boy \ who ever walked in shoe leather. The full particulars of the deal he learned as soon as he and Vance came together again, and the result was that the sign on the office door was altered to Whitemore & Thornton, and nobody was surpri sed when they saw it. That fall there was a quiet wedding at the Thornton home, on which occasion Elsie Thornton became Mrs. Wil liam Bradhurst, and Vance was the best man. Bessie Brown was among those present, and the pro nounced attention she received and accepted with pleasure from Vance Thornton seemed to augur well for another wedding at no very distant day, when the sweet little stenographe r might be expected to make happy for life the boy who had effected A CORNER IN CORN. THE END. 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Wood (The Young American Actor). A. Gordon. 335 The Floating Treasure; or, The Secret of the Pirate's Rock. By 371 From Gutter to Gove'rlior ; l or, The Luck of a Waif. By H. K. Capt. Thos. H. Wilson. Shp:ckleford. 336 Tom Throttle, The Boy Engineer of the Midnight Express; or, 372 Davy Crockett, Jr. ; or, "Be Sure You're Right, Then Go Ahead." Railroading In Central America. By Jas. C. Merritt By An Old l)cout. 337 The Diamond Eye; or, The Secret of the Idol. By Richard R. 373 The Young Diamond Hunters; or, Two Runaway Boys In Treasure Montgomery. Land. A Story of the South African Mines. By Allan Arnold. 338 Ned North, The Young Arctic Explorer; or, The Phantom Valley 374 The Phantom Brig; or, The Chase of the Flying Clipper. By of the North Pole. By Berton Bertrew. Capt. Thos. H. Wilson. 339 From Cabin to Cabinet; or, The Pluck of a Plowboy. By B. K. 375 Special Bob; or, The Pride of tl:!e Road. By Jas. C. Merritt. Shackleford. 376 Three Chums ; or, The Bosses of the School. By Allyn Draper. 340 Kit Carson' s Boys; or, With the Great Scout on Bis Last Trail. 377 The Drummer Boy's Secret; or, Oath-Bound on the Battlefiel .. By An Old Scout. By Gen'!. Jas. A. Gordon. 341 Driven to Sea; or, The Sailor's Secret. A Story of the Algerlne 378 Jac k Bradford; or, The Struggles of a Worklnll: Boy. By Bowaril Corsairs. By Capt. Thoe. H. Wilson. Austin. 342 Twenty Boy Spies; or, The Secret Band of Dismal Hollow. A S 7 9' The Unknown Renegade;or, The Three Great Scouts. By An Old Scout, Story of the American Revolution. By Gen'!. Jas. A. Gordon. 380 goo North: or, Two Years On 'l'he Arctic Circle, By Berton Bertrew. 343 Dashing Hal, the Hero of the Ring. A Story of the Circus. By 381 Running Rob: or, Mad Anthony's Rolllcking Scout. A 'l'ale of The:Am Berton Bertrew. erloan Revolution. By Gen. Jae. A. Gordon. 844 The Haunted Hut; or, The Ghosts of Rocky Guieb. By Allyn 382 DownTheShaft;or,TheHiddenFortuneofaBoyMlner. By Howard Draper. 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HOW TO DO SIXTY TRICKS WITH C.ARDS.-Em bracing all of the latest and most deceptive card tricks. with illustrations. By A. Anderson. No. 77. HOW '1'0 DO FORTY TRICKS WITH CA.RDS.Containing deceptive Card Tricks as performed by conjurors and magicians. Arrange d for home amusement. Fully illustrated. No. 82. HOW TO DO PALMISTRY.-Containing the most apMAGIC. proved methods of reading the line s on the hand, together with No. 2. HOW TO DO TRIOKSr-The great book of magic and a full explanation of their meaning. Also explaining phrenology, tricks, containing full instruction on all the leading card tricks and tlie key for telliJ:lg haracter by the bumps on the bead. By of the day, also the most popular magical illusions as performed by Leo Hugo K;och, A. C. S. Fully illustr ate d om: leading magicians; every boy should obtain a copy of this book, HYPNOTISM. as it will both amuse and instruct. No. 83. HOW TO HYPNOTIZE.-Containing valuable and inNo .. 22 HO!Y TO DO SEJCOr D SIGHT.-Heller's seconJ sight structive information regarding the science of hypnotism. Also exp lained bJ'. his former assistant, Fred Hunt, Jr. Explaining how explaini ng the most approved methods which are employed by the the secret dialogues were carried on between the magician and the leading hypnotists of the world. By Leo Hugo Koch, A.C.S. boy ou the stage; also giving all the codes and signals. The only authentic explanation of second sight. SPORTING. No. 43. HOW TO BECOME A MAGICIAN.-Contti.ining the Ng. 21. HOW TO HUNT AND 'F.ISH.-The most complete ?f magical illusions ever placed before the hunting and fishing guide ever publisberl. It contains full inpublic. Also tricks with cards. incantations, etc. structions about gtins, hunting dog s, trapS', trapping and fishing, No. 68. HOW TO DO CHEMICAL 'l'HICKS.-Containing over together with descriptions of game ahd fislt.' one hundred highly amusing and instructive tricks with chemicals. No. 26. HOW TO ROW, SAIL AND BUILD A BOAT.-lfolly By A. Anderson. Handsomely illustrated. illustrated. Every boy should know: how to row and sail a boat. No. 6l:l. HOW 'l'O DO SLEJIGHT OF over Full ii;istl'Uctions are given in this Jittle book, together with inof the llltest and best tricks used by magicians. Also contain structions on swimming and riding, companion sports to boating. 1ng the secret of second sigh,t. l!"'ully illust1ated. By A. Anderson. No. 47. HOW 'l'O BREAK, RIDE AND DRIVE A HORSE.. No._ 70. HOW '.J.'O MAKE MAGIC TOYS.-Oontaining fu\l A complete treatise on the horse. Describing the most useful horses directions for makrng _Magic 'l'oys and devices of many kind s. By for business, the best horses for the road; also valuable recipes for A. Anderson. F ull y illustrated. diseases pecaliar to the hor se. No. 73 .. HOW_ TO J?O WITH NUMBERS.-Showing No. 48. HOW 'l'O BUILD AND SAIL CANOES.-A handy many curious with figures and the magic of numbers. By A. book for boys, containing full directions for constructing canoes Anderson. ll'ully illustrated. and the most popular manner of sailing them. Fully illustrated. _No. 7.5. HO\Y TO A CONJUROR. Containing By C. Stansfield Hicks. tri.cks Vl'."1tJ;t Domm?s, Cups anJ Balls, Hats, etc. Embracing th1rty-s1x illustrations. J:Sy /!.. Anderson. FORTUNE TELLING. No. 78. TO DO THE _BLACK ART.-Containing a comNo. 1. NAPOLEON'S ORACULUM AND DREAM BOOK.plete descr1pt1on of the mysteries of Magic and Sleight of Hand Containing the great oracle of human destiny; also the true J:Qeantogether with many wonderful experiments. By A. Anderson'. ing of almost any kind of dreams, together with chalJllS, ceremonies, Illustrated. and curious games of cards. A complete book. M C N C No. 23. HOW 'l'O EXPLAIN DREAMS.-Everybody dreams, E HA I Al, from the little child to the aged man and woman. This little book No. 29. HOW '.1'0 AN IN VENTOR.-Every boy rives the explanation to II k' d f d t th "th I cky how mventions This book explains them and Jays, and fat:. examples. in electr1c1ty, hydraulics, magnetism, optics, No. 28. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES.-J1Jvecyone is desirous of pneumatics, mechamcs, etc. The most instructive book published. knowing what his future life will bring forth, whether happiness or No. HOW TO BECOM!3J AN ENGINEER.-Oontaining full misery, wealth or poverty. You can tell by a glance at this little mstruct10ns how to proceed m order to become a locomotive en book. Buy one and be convinced. Tell your own fortune. Tell gi?eer; also for buildi.ng a model locomotive; together the fortune of your friends. with a full descr1pt1on of everythmg an engineer should know. No. 76. HOW TO '.rELL FORTUNES BY THE HAND.-. No. 57. HOW '1'0 MAKE MUSICAL INSTRUMEN'l'S.-Full rules for telling fortunes by the aid of lines of the hand, directions how to a B!injo, Violin, Zither, .2Eolian Harp, Xylo or the secret of palmistry. Also the secret of telling future events phone and other musical rnstruments; togethe1 with a brief deby aid of moles, marks, scars, etc. Illustrated. By A. Anderson. scription of nearly every musical instrument used in ancient or ATHLETIC. modern times. Profusely illustrated. By Algernon S. Fitzgerald, for twenty years bandmaster of the Ro:val Bengal Marines. No. 6. HOW TO BECOME AN ATHLETE.-Gfving full inNo. 59. HOW .ro MAKE A l\IAGIC LANTERN.-Containing struction for the use of dumb bells Indian clubs, parallel bars, a description of the lantern, together with its history and invention. horizontal bars and various other methods of developing a good, Also full directions for its US and for painting slides. Handsomely healthy muscle; containing over sixty illustrations. Every boy can illustrated. By John Allen. become strong anJ healthy by following the instructions contained N o 71. HO\V TO DO MECHANICAL TRICKS.-Containing in this little book. complete instructions for performing over sixty Mechanical Tricks. No. 10. HOW TO BOX.-The art of self-defense made easy. By A. Anderson. Fully illustrated. Containing over thirty illustrations of guards, blows, and the dilferLETTER WRITING. ent positio,ns of a good boxer. Every boy should obtain one of these useful and books, as it will teach you how to box No. 11. HOW TO WRI'l'E LOVE-LETTERS.-.!. most comwithout an instructor. plete little book, containing full directions for writing love-letters, No. 25. HOW TO BECOME A GYMNAST.-Containing full and when to use them, giving specimen letters for young and old. instructions for all kinds of gymnastic sports and athletic exercises. No. 12. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS TO LADIES.-Giving Embracing thirty-five illustrations. By W. Macdonald. complete instructions for writing letters to ladies on all subjects; A handy and useful book. also letters of introduction, notes and requests. N?. 34. HOW TO FENCE.-Contalning full instruction for No._2:i. HOW _TO _WRITE J:,.J?;:t'TERS TO fencmg and the use of the broadsword; also instruction in archery. 1 Contarn1ng full d1rect1ons for writrng to gentlemen on all subJects; Des cribed with twenty-one practical illustrations, giving the best also giving sample for instruction. positions in fencing. A complete book. N:o. 53. HOW TO WRITE J,E'!'TEJRS.-A wonderful little t;.ook, telling you bow to write to you r sweetheart, your father, TRICKS WITH CARDS. mother, sister, brother, employer; and, in fact, everybody and anyNo. 51. HOW TO DO TRICKS. WITH CARDS.-Clontainlng body you wish to write to. F.Jvery young man and every young explanationSI of t'he general principles of sleight-of-hand applicable lady in the land should hav!' this book. to card tricks; of card tricks with ordinary cards, and not requiring No. 74. HOW TO WRI'l'El LETTERS CORRECTLY.-Con sleight-of-hand; of tricks inv olving sleight-of-hand, or the use of taining full instructions for writing letters on almost any subject; specially prepared cards. By Professor Haffner. lllustraterl. also rules for punctuation and composition, with specimen letters


THE STA E. No. 41. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK END MEN'S JOKE BOOK.-Containing a great variety of the latest jokes used by the famous men. No amateur minstrels is complete without this wonderful little book. No .. THE OF NEW YORK STUMP SPEAKER.Containmg a varied assortment of stump speeches Negro Dutel! .and Irish. Also t>nd men's jokes. Just the thing home' amuse ment and amateur i;hows. No. 45. TBE BOYS OF NEW YORK MINSTREL GUIDE .AND BqOK.:-Somethini; new a!ld very instructive. Every !toy. obtam this as 1t contains lull instructions for orgamzmg an amateur minstrel troupe. No. 65. JOKES.-;-Th!s is one of. the most original Joke books l!ver publU1hed, and it is brimful of wit and humor It contains a large collection of songs, jokes, conundrums, etc:, of Terrence Muldoon, the great wit1 humorist, and practical joker of the Ever,Y boy who can enJOY a good substantial joke should obtam a copy immediately. No._ 79. H9W TO BECOME AN ACTOR.-Containing com plete instructions how to make up for various chs.racters on the with the duties of the Stage Manager, Prempter, l:;cen1c Artist and. Prolerty Man. By a prominent Stage Manager. N?. M. GUS WU, IAMS' BOOK.-Containing the lat est Jokes, anecdotes and funny stories of this world-renowned and ever popular comedian. Sixty-feur pages; handsome colored cover containing a half-tone phete of the author. HOUSEKEEPING. 16. H!)W TO A; WIND.OW GARDEN.-Containing full mstruct1ons fo1 constructmg a window garlien either in town or country, and tbe most approveti methods fer raising beautiful flowers at home. '.rhe most complete boek of the kind ever pub lished. No. 30. HOW TO COOK.-One of the most instructive books on cooking ever published. It. contains. recipes for cooking meats, fish, game, and oysters; also pies, puddmgs, cakes and all kinds of pastry, and a grand collection of recipes by one of our most popular cooks. No. 37. HOW TO KEJEJP HOUSE.-It contains information for everybody, boys, gills, men and women; it will teaeb you bow te make almost auything around the house, such as parlor ornaments brackets, cements, Aeolian harps, and bird lime for catching birds.' ELECTRICAL No. 46. HOW TO MAKE AND USE ELECTRICITY.-A de scription of the wonderful uees of electricity and electro magnetism; together with full instructions fer making Electric Toys, Batteries, etc. By George Trebel, A. M., M. D. Containing over fifty Il lustrations. No. 64. HOW TO MAKE ELECTRICAL l\IACHINES.-Con taining full Jirections for making electrical machines, Induction coil9.1.. dynamos. and many novel toys to be worked by electrieity. By .tt. A. R. Bennett. Fully illustrated. No. 67. HOW 'l'O DO ELECTRICAL TRICKS.-Containing a large collection of instructive nnd highly amusing electrical tricks together with illustrations. By A. Anderson. No. 31. HOW TO BECOME A SPEAKER.-Containing four teen illustrations, giving the different positions requisite to become a good speaker, reader and elocutionist. Also containing gems from a.ll the flOpular authors of prose and poetry, arranged in the most simple and concise manner flOSsible. No. 4:9. HOW TO DEBATE.-Giving rules for conducting de bo.tes, outlines for debates, questions for discussien, and the best sources for procuring information on the questions given. SOCIETY. No. S. HOW TO FLIRT.-'.rhe arts and wiles of flirtation are fully e.tplo.ined by this little book. Besides the various methods of har.dkerchief, fan, glove, parasol, wlndow and hat flirtation it co n tnins a foll list of the language and sentiment of flowers, is ln.teresting to everybody, 9oth old and young. You cannot be happy without one. No. 4. l'IOW TO DANCE is the title of a new and handsome little book just issued by Frank Tousey. It contain!! full Instruc tions in the art of dancing, etiquette in the ball-room and at parties, how to drrss, and full directions for calling oft'. in all popular square dances. No. 5. HOW TO MA.KE LOVE.-A c9mplete guide to love, and man-iage, giving sensible advice, rules and etiquette to be ebserved, many curious and interestini: things not gen erally k11ewn. Ne. 17. HOW TO Dlt1lllSS.-Centaining full instructinn In the art of dressini; anti a11peariag well at heme and abroad, the selections of colers, material. and aow to have them made up. No. 18. HOW TO BECOME BE.A.UTIFUL.-One of the brii;htest anti most valuable little books ever given to the werld. Everybedy wishes to know how to become beautiful, both male anti female. The secret is simple, and almost costless. ltead this book and be convinced how te beee:me beautiful. BIRDS AND ANIMALS. No. 7. HOW TO KEEP :BIRDS.-Handsomely illustrated ana containing full Instructions for the management and training of the canary, mockingbird, bobolink, blackbird,_p_aroquet, parrot, etc. No. 39. HOW TO RA'ISE DOGS, POULTRY, PIGEONS AND RABBITS.-A usefal and. iMtructive book. Handsomely illus trated. By Ira Drofraw, No. 40 HOW TO MAKE AtND SET TRAPS.-Including hints on hew to c1ikh moles, weasels, otter, rats, squirrels and birds. Also how to cure skins. Copio.usly illustrated. By J. Harrinrton Keene. No. 50. HOW TO STUFF Bil'tDS AND ANIMALB.-A valuable book, giving instructions in collecting, preparing, monntin' and preserving birds, a11imals and insects. No. 54. HOW TO KEEP AND MANAGE PETS.-Givin_g com plete Information as te the manner a1ul method of ralsinf, keepinr, taming, breeding, and managing all kinds of pets; also giving full instructions for making cages, etc. Fully explained bv twenty-eight illustrations, making it the most complete book of the kind ever published. MISCELLANEOUS. No. 8. HOW TO BECOME A SCIENTIST.-'K 1.iileful !ind in structive book, giviag a complete treatise on chemistry; also experiments in acoustios, mec hanics mathematics, chemistry, aad diE NTE RT A 1 NM ENT. rections for making ftreworks, colored fires, and gas balloons. Tails No. 9. HOW TO BECO;,\IE A V.lllNTltILOQUIST.-By Harry book cannot be e!lual1d Kennedy. The secret given away. Every intelligent boy reading No. 14. HOW TO MAKE CANDY.-A complete hand-book for this book of instl'Uctions. by a practical professor (delighting multimaking all kinds of candj;'.> i c e-creall!.._syrups,,.essences. etc. tudes every night with his wonderful imitations), can master the No. &l. HOW TO BruCOMEJ AN AUTHOR.-Containiag fuU art, and create any amount of fun for himself and friends. It is the information regarding choice of subjects, the use of words and the greatest book e>ver published. and there's millions (of fun) in it. manner of prepariug and submitting manuscri-pt. Also containing No. 20. HOW TO ENTERTAIN AN PARTY.-A valuable informatiou as to the neatness, legibility and general cont very valuable little book just published. A cemplete compendium poeition, .of manuscript, essential to a successful author. By Prince of ga.mes, i;ports, card diversions, comic recitations, etc., suitable Hiland for parlor or drawing-room entertainment. It contains more for the No. 38. HOW TO BECOME YOUR OWN DOOTOR.-A won money than any book published. derful book. containing usefI and practieal information in the No. 35. HOW TO PLAY GAJ\IES.-A complete and useful little treatlllent of ordinary diseases and ailments common to every book, containing the rules and of billiards, bagatelle, family. Abounding in useful anti effective recipes for general combackgammon croquet. dominoes, etc. plaints. No. 36. HOW TO SOLVE) CONUNDRUMS.-Containing all No. 55. HOW TO COLLECT STAMPS AND COINS.-Conthe leading conun

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LATEST ISSUES: 281 Fred Fearnot's Boy; or, Selling 'l'ips ou Share s. 282 Fred Fearnot and the Girl Ranch Owner, And liow She Held Her Own. 283 l Pearnot's Newsboy Friend; or, A Hero In Rags. 284 .l!' r e d F earnot In the Gold Fields; or, Exposing the Claim "Saltels 285 Fred l 'earnot and the Office Iloy ; or, Ilound to be the Iloss. 286 l 'red Fearnot after the Moonshiners ; or, '.rbe "Bad" Men of Ken tucky. 287 Fred l'earnot and the Little Drummer; or, The Boy who Feared Nobody. 288 Fred F e n not and the Broker' s Boy; or, Working the Stoc k Marke t 289 Fred Fearnot and the Boy Teamster; or, The Lad W'bo Blull'ed Him. 320 Fred Fearnot and the Impostor ; or, Unmasking a Dangerou1 Fraud. 3 21 Fred Fearnot in tbe Wild West; or, The Last Fight of the Bandits. 3 22 !-'red Fearnot and Lhe Girl Detective: or, Solving it Wall Stree t Mystery 323 .!<'red Fearnot Among the Gold Miners; or, The l<'ighL tor a Stolen Claim. 3 2 4 Fred Fearnot and the Broker's Son; or, '!'he Sm a rl est Boy in Wall St. 3 2 5 Fred Feamot and Judo:e Lynch"; or, Chnsing the Horse J'bieves. 32 6 Fred Fearuot and the Bank Mesenger; or, The Boy who made a For tune. 3 2 7 Fred Fearnot and the Kentucky Moonshiners; or, The "Bad" Men of the Blue Grass Region. 32 8 Fred Fearnot and the Boy Acrobat; or, Out With His own Circus. 329 Fred Fearnot' s Great Crash ; or, Losing His Fortune In Wall Street. 330 Fred Fearnot' s l;"ortune. Return to Athletics ; or, His Start to Regain a Fencing Team ; or, Defeating the "Pride ot Old 2!l0 Fred Fearnot and the Magician, and How be Spoiled His Magic. 2!J1 Fred Fearnot's Lone Hand; or, Playing a G a me to Win. 292 .l!'red Fearnot and the Banker's C lerk; or, Shakiug up the Bro k332 ers. Fred Fearnot' s "Free For All" ; or, His Great Indoor Meet. 331 Fred Fearnot's Elli' 2 93 Fred Fearnot and the Oll King; or, the Tough Gang of the Wells. 333 294 Fred Fearnot's Wall Stree t Game; or, Fighting the Bucket Shops. 334 295 Fre d Fearnots Soci ety Circus; or, '.rbe .l!'un that Built a ScboolFred Fearnot and the Cabin Boy; or, Beating the Steamboat Sb11rp ers. Fred Fearnot and the PrizeFlghter; or, A Pugilist's Awful Mis take. House. 296 Fred Fearnot's Wonderful Courage; or, The Mistake of the Train Robb er. 835 336 He 337 207 F red Fearnot's Friend from India, and the Wpnder!ul Things Did. Fred Fearnot's Office Boy ; or, Making Money In Wall Street. Fred Fearnot as a Fireman ; or, The Boy Hero of the Flames. F1ed Fearnot and the Factory Boy; or, The Champion of the Town. 298 Fred Fearnot and the Poor Wid ow ; o r Making a Mean l\fan Do 338 Right. Fred Fearnot and the "Bad Man" ; or, The Bluff from Bitter Creek. 2 99 Fred Fearnot' s Cowboys; or, Tackling the Ranch Raiders. . 300 .!<'red Fearnot and the Money Lenders; or, Breaking Up a Swin dling Gang. 301 Fred .l!'earnots Gun Club; or, Shootill!J for a Diamond Cup. 302 Fre d Fearnot and the Braggart; or, Having Fun with an Ego-tist. 303 Fred Fearnot's Fire B rigade; or, Beating the Insurance Frauds. 304 Fred F earnot's T emperance L ectures; or, Fighting Hum and Ruin. 305 Fred Fearnot and the "Cattle Queen" ; or, A Desperate Woman' s Game. 306 Fred l<'earnot and the Boomers: or, 'rhe Game that Failed. 307 Fred Fearnot and the "Tough" Boy; or, R eforming a Vagrant. 308 Fred Fearnots $10 ,000 D eal ; or, Over the Continent on Horse-back. 309 Fred Fearnot and the Lasso Gang; or, Crooked Work an the Ranch. 339 Fred Fearnot and t h e Shop Girl ; or, The Plot Against An Or-phan. 840 Fred Fearnot Among the Mexicans ; or, Evelyn and the Brigands. 341 Fred Fearnot and the Boy Engineer ; or, Beating the Train Wreckers. 342 Fred Fearnot and the "Hornets" ; or, The League that Sought to Down Him. 343 Fred Fearnot and the Cheeky Dude; or, A Shallow Youth from Brooklyn. 344 Fred Fearnot In a Death Trap: or, Lost In The Mammoth Caves. 345 Fred Fearnot and the Boy Rancher ; or, '.rbe Gamest Lad In T exas. 346 Fre d Fearnot and the Stage Driver; or, The Man Who Understood Horse s 347 Fred Fearnot' s Change of Front; or, Staggering the Wall Street Brokers. F1ed Fearnot and the Wall Street Broker; or, Helping the Wid348 ows and Orphans. 34!J Fred Fearnot' s New Ranch, And How He and Terry Managed It. Fred Fearnot and the Lariat Thrower; or, Beating the Champion of the West. 311 Fred Fearnot and the Cow Puncher; or, The Worst Man in Ari zona. ro2 Fred Fearnot aad the D eal 350 Fred Fearnot and the Swlndl!ng Trustee ; or, Saving a Widow's Fortune Teller; or, The Gypsys Double Little Fortune. 313 Fred Fearnot's Nervy Deal ; or, The Unknown Fiend of Wall Street. 314 Fred Fearnot and "Red Pete" ; or, The Wickedest Man 1in Arizona. 315 Fred Fearnot and the Magnates; or, How he Bought a Rall road. 316 F red Fearnot and "Uncle Pike"; or, A Slick Chap from Warsaw. 3 1 7 Fred Fearnot and His Hindo Friend; or, Saving the Juggle r s 31 8 Fred Fearnot a n d the "Confidence Man" ; or, The Grip that Held Him Fast. 319 Fred Fearnot's Greatest Victory; or, The Longest Purse in Wall Street. 351 Fred Fearnot and t h e "Wild" Cowboys, And the Fun He Had With Them. 352 Fred Fearnot a n d t h e "Money Queen" ; or, Exposing a Female Sharper. 3 5 3 Fred Feii r n ot's B o y Pard; or, Strikin g it Rich I n the Hills. 3 5 4 l<' red F earnot and Lhe Ritilroad Gang; or, A Desperate Fight for Life 3 5 5 Fred Fearnot and the Mad Miner; or, 'l'he Gold Thieves of the Rockies. 3 5 6 Fred F earnot in Trouble: or, Terry Olcott's Vow of Vengeance. 3 5 7 Fre d Fetirnot and the Girl in \Vhite ; or, 'rhe Mystery o! the Steamboat 3 5 8 Fred F eiirnot iind the Boy Herder; or, The Masked Band ot the Plains. 3 5 9 Fre d Fearnot in Hard Luck; or, Roughing it in the Silver Diggings. 3 6 0 Fred Fearnot and the Indian Guide; or, The Abduction of a Beautiful Girl. F o r sal e by all newsdea l ers, or will b e se n t t o a n y address on rece i p t of price, 5 cents per copy, in m o ney o r postag e stamp s, by FRANK TOUSEY. Publisher. 24 Union Square. l\iew York. IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS o t our Libraries and can no t procure them fro m n ewsd eal e r s, t h ey can b e obta ined irom this office direct. Cut out and ftll In the follo wing Order Blank and send it to us with the p rice o f t he b ooks y ou want and we w ill send them t o you r>y re turn m ail POS'l'AGE STAMPS 'rAKEN '.rHE SAM E A S MONEY . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . ... . . . . . . . . . ... ......... ..... .... . ...... FRA NK TOUSEY, P ublisher, 24 Union Square, New York. ... . .. 1 90 DEAR Sm-Enclosed find ...... cents for w hich please send me: .... copies of WORK AND WIN, Nos ................ ............ ................. ............... .... PLUCK AND LUCK, Nos........... . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ..... ..... ..... , ... ...... ..... 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