A rolling stone, or, The smartest boy on record

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A rolling stone, or, The smartest boy on record

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A rolling stone, or, The smartest boy on record
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Fame and fortune weekly : stories of boys who make money
A self-made man (J. Perkins Tracy)
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New York
Frank Tousey
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Dime novels -- Periodicals ( lcsh )
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Boys ( lcsh )
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University of South Florida
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Having Matthew Scraggs to a post in the rear of the room, the ruffians ordered Paul to bring forward the demijohns of liquors from the shelf in the corner. Then they proceeded to make merry over their rich haul.


Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY Iisued Wee l d 11B11 S ubscription 1 2.50 per year E11te1ed accordin g to Act o f Congre.a, i n t h e y e a r 190IJ, i1' t he oJflce of the Librarian of C ongr e ss Wiuhington, D. C., b11 Fran k 7'ouse111 Publiahe 1 2 4 U n ion S quar e, New York. N o. 38 NEW YORK, JUNE 22, 1906. Price 5 Cents A STOl\J.E; OR, By A SELF MADE llAN. CHAPTER I INTRODUCES PAUL SCOTT AND HIS COMPANION, TOBY TITMARSlI. "Wake up, rroby; J see the lights of San Luis straight ahead!" exclaimed Paul Scott. The speaker, a Rtalwart, good looking boy of Heventeen, \rho:-:o bright cye8 and shrewd, a lert expression showed that he was above the average in smartness, was driving a strong young mare, attached to a sma ll covered wagon, long a dm ; ty road within sight of the Pacific Ocean A prolonged snore was the only response that came from his companion-an uncommonly fat you th, of perhapR fifteen, whose open mouth, pudgy nose, and small eyes were almost lost in the fleshy folcls of an enormous pair of cheeks that gave his countenance the appearance of a full moon-wl10 occupied two-thirds of the seat, h i.,; h ead propped against the front hoop of the van, a n d his enses steeped in a profound repose. "Gee whiz!" muttered Paul regarding the fat boy with a grin, "how that chap can sleep! I never saw his equal at it. For 8leeping and he can hol d the medal. Wake up, Toby; wake up, I say!" and he nudged his com panion in the ribs A short, hideous grunt, e n ding in a l ong drawn out w histle, came from the fat boy's nose. "Don't you want something to eat, Toby?" roared Paul in his ear. The snoring stopped all of a sudden, one eye opened, t h en the other; finall:v the fat boy Rat up and gazed around him into the dusk which was in upon the landscape. "l tliought I liea. rd ;;omcbody say dinner was reaJy," he ::;qucaked, a wicit.ful, hungry look shining from his eyes. "You must have been dreaming,'' chuckled Paul, as h e chirruped to the mare "Maybe I waR; but it sounded awful real," replied the boy, Arna.eking his lips. "Tobv Titmars]1," said Pa11l, solemnly, "if ever th0rc is a post mortem examinat i on of you I know what t h e coroner will find inside of you." "What will they find?" asked Toby, with a l ook of mild wonder. "A wolf-maybe two of them." "Oh 1 hope not." "Are you really hungry again?" snickered Paul. "Ain't I alway hungry?" "Yes, that's a fact. I don't think I ever heard you admit that you had enough. Do you see those lights a h ea d ?"


2 A ROLLING STONE. Toby rubbed his little round eyes and looked. "Sur.e I see them." "I'm afraid that's all you'll get, unless I buy you a whole one." "That's San Luis." "D9,'' said Toby, imploringly ''I'll eat it in the wagon." 'V e'll have s upp er soon, won't we?" eagerly. cc'All right," replied Paul, goocl-naluredly. "I'll see if I "I'm thinking we will." can get one.'' "T'hat's fine. I'm awful hung.ry. I could eat--" Toby Titmar h was only half satisfied when he left the "A nice juicy steak with plenty of gravy and otheT fixtable. ings, eh?" There was a dreadful void in his stomach that only a "Don't, Paul; you make my mouth irater." whole pie would satisfy, and fortunately for him Paul "With a cup of coffee and a slice of pie." sncceeclecl in purchasing the much-desired article. "A slice-a little measley slice--I could cat a whole pie, He mountd to the seat and began to devour it at a as big around as that," and the fat boy illustrated by draw-rapid rate as the boss of the outfit drove out of the hotel ing an imaginary circle in the air that answered to the yard and up to the principal street in the town. circumference of a fair sized wash-bowl. The wagon was stopped in the busiest section of San "You've got the healthiest appetite for a small boy I Luis, a couple of naphtha torches were stuck into sockets at eYer saw. It's a wonder you wou ldn't get fat," he grinned. the r ear of the van, the back of which was let down, and "I thou ght I was kind of fat," said Toby, looking down propped up from underneath, thus forming a platform at his body, which filled the larger part of the seat. Paul brought from the interior of the wagon a box con Oh, no, you aren't fat. You're only obese." taining small vials and little roUllcl tin boxe s and placed it "What's that?" on the front of the platform, then he fetched out a couple .. "A perwn i s obese when he has an excessive accumulaof Rtools, and calle

A ROLLING STONE. s form and I will endeavor to relieve you in three shakes of a lamb's tail, and it won't cost you a cent. Take a seat on that stool. ow, sir, open your mouth and point out the diseased molar Paul took a piece of cotton and a bottle o:f laudanum from his pocket, which he had been u sin" himself and wet-. 0 tmg the cotton pressed it into i.he a cayed tooth. In a moment or two the man said he believed the tooth felt better. "I'm glad to hear it, sir I dare say that in half an hour the pain will be all gone You wish i.o take a bottle of my Elixir? Don't open it until you have occasion to use it, and directions carefully. o, J do not guarantee that it w1lJ.. cure consumption. If I could make an Elixir tlrnt would master that disease my fortune would soon be made. Who wishes another bottie? Sol d again and got the money." Paul sold a dozen or fifteen bottles of .his cough mixture and then the demand for it ceased . He took up his banjo and he and Toby playecl another air. gentlemen," Paul said once more, taking up one of the small, round tin boxes, "I have here an infallible remedy for corns, bunions, warts, and oi.hcr excrescences of a s imilar kind One bit a box. Complete directions how to apply it to th e affected part are printed on the cover One dime, ten cents, secures the wonderful remedy of which I am the sole inventor and proprietor. It succeeds where other remedies fail. o, sir, it docs not remove moles or birthmarks, but it's sure death to corns and bunions. Who'll take a box? Thank you, sir Who comes next? Wrap up three boxes fer that.gentleman Yes, sir, you save a nickel when you take three boxes at one time Don't be afraid this sa lve, gentlemen. It will keep for a year at 1east, i:f not exposed to the air. If you haven't a corn or bunion now you may have one six months from now, and how handy it will be to have this wonderful prepara tion on hand to use. Step right up. Don't be bashful. If you miss this chance to get the only surepop remedy for \ orns and bunions you may have rea on to re"ret it at a future time. Wrap 11p three more boxes, Tob/ The gen tleman with the light hat.takes them." and his infallible remedy for corns and bunions-both of 1vhich he and Toby manufactured themselves from reliable prescriptions, and which, as a rule, proved beneficial when taken according to the printed directions accompanying the &rticle Ile had been following this vocation for nearly a year, the death of his mother, his only s urviving parent, having thrown him upon the world to hoe hi s own way. Paul, though often flowery and lib era l with his words, was always perfectly honest with the public, and had no :f'ear of retracing his rout e at any time. At the present time he was touring southern California, working northward toward San Francisco, and thus far had been quite s uccessful since l e aving San Diego. They had spent a week in Lo s Angeles, where they dicl a smashing business in both remedies, anCl were obliged to manufacture a fresh s upply. Paul had picked up Toby Titmarsh in San Diego. The fat boy was an orphan, too Since the death of his uncle, with whom he had lived, and for whom he llad helped tend a small s tationery store, Toby had encountered hard luck until he ran across Paul Scott Just why P au l took a fancy to the youth he couldn't ex p l ain, but he hired the lad for a small wage and his keep, and Toby in return became his faithful and willing helper Paul fitted him out, taught him to play the bone s pretty well, and was delighted to find that when blacked up the fat youth made quite 3. hit as a negro minstrel. His appearance in burnt cork, and ridiculous attire, was irresistibly comic Whenever he opened his mouth he couldn't help saying that amused the crowd, s o that on the whole he proved a valuable addition to Paul's business. Next morning ear l y Paul hitched up and drove to the hotel for breakfast, after which h e stationed the wagon at a prominent corne r and continued to advertise and dispose of his balsam and corn cure until noon After dinner they took to the road again en route for Ran Bruno, a small coast town a few miles to the north \\rard For an hour and a half the bystanders.were alternately entertained and importuned to purchase the salve and the Elixir of Life. Three rough-looking men on hor sebac k left San Luis at i.he sarnettime and jo gged along the road behind tliiem. An hour passed and the hor seme n maintained the same distance behind the wagon. Then thetstreet began to grow deserted and P au l shut up shop for the1night. The covered. wagon was driven into a vacant lot, the mare taken out of the sha.rts and tethered near-by, and the two boys retired to rest in ide the van. CHAPTER II. HELD' UP. Paul Scott was a sort of rolling stone. He made a living and was accumulating profit by trav eling from town to town sellin g his throat and lung balsam, There was nothing singular in this. Paul, however, didn't fancy the general appearance of the strangers The road passed ove r a low spur of the mountain range beside which they were journeyi.ng, before reaching San Bruno, and Paul had heard in San Luis that a gang o:f bandits, whose retreat was supposed to be in these moun tains, had been holding up trav e l ers along the highroad and robbing dwellings on the outskirts of the neighboring towns. "Do you see those three horsemen behind us, Toby?"


4 A ROLLING STONE. a sked Paul, as the road began to l eave the vicinity o.J'. the s hore and curve upward into the range. Toby twi s ted his chubby face around the outside of the front hoop supporting the canvas covering of the van and looked backward along the highway. "Sure I see them," he answered. "Do you know, I don't like their looks," said Paul, seriou s ly. "What's the matter with them?" "They don't look honest to me." "Oh, lor', do you think they mean to rob us?" g a spe d Toby, putting hi s hand in hi::; pocket where his few dollar s in avings were. "rc'hey look capable of doin g 'moRt anything for the sake of money. They've been following llS ever since we left 'an Luis." Toby' s eyes began to >:tart from their sock e t s in fear. "I noticed one of those rhaps-thc fellow with thr fimooth -face-in the crowcl night when we were doing uch a rushing business. I alRo noticed him hanging around the differ ent corners where we h e ld forth this morning. Then the three of the m took clinner at the hot e l when we lid, and whe n we drove out of th e I saw them having their horseR saddled We wasn't a great way

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