The prince of Wall Street, or, A big deal for big money

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A/O 0/. /-"r. STORIES OF BCYS. WHO MAKE MONEY. "Get rid. of him!" .he-hissed through his teeth, prodding the unfortunate broker with the muzzle of. his :revolver. l!rlr. Holland, raising his hand, attempted i o speak. The look 'on h .is face startled Frank. He was sure something was wrong.,


Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY Iuued Weekl11-B11 Bubscrtption 12.50 per 11ear. Entered according to A c t of Con g ress, in the year 1907, in t h e o Jflce o f the Librarian of Congreu, Waahing ton, D. C b11 Frank Toiue11, P ubZuher, 24 Union 8 quar New York. No. 94. NEW YOR K, JULY 19, 1907'. PRICE 5 CENTS. T H E PRINCE OF WALL STREET OR, A BIG DEAL FO R BIG MONEY By A SELF-MADE MAN / CHAPTER L A VERBAL SCRAP "You seem to think you're the whole thing in this office," said Lawrence Olay, margin clerk, angrily, to Frank Whiteley, messenger, both employees of Edward Holland, stock broker, of No Wall Street Olay was a tall, genteel-looking young man of twenty two, with a small, silky moustache and a rather sharp look. A close observer would have noticed certain signs that hinted a t late hours and a rapid life. Wniteley was as yet a beardless boy, just past his eighteenth year, but there was a.n alert and resolute look about him that showed he possessed in no small degree the quahties that go to mal

THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. flesh, and was as active as a cat on his feet; above all, he had confidence in his own powers and plenty of sand, fore Frank Whiteley was not an easy proposition for any one not an expert to Lawrenee Clay knew better than to accept such a chal !enge, whether made in good faith or not, for there was something in the boy's eye that made him instinctively quail. Nevertheless, he fully intended to get back at the messen ger, though not in a way that was fair fl.lld above-board. He wa. nted the advantage all on his own side He didn't believe in taking chances if he could help hitri self Certainly not so long as his tricky nature could suggest a safer road. Frank read the clerk's cowardly nature like a book ancl proposed to be on his guard. When he uttered his defiance he did not expect that Olay would take him up, and was therefore not surprised to see the fellow take water in his own peculiar fashion. "Bah! You make me sick," snorted the clerk, con temptuously. "Just as if I'd fight a boy of your years." Another clerk nearby, who was listening to the tilt, chuckled at Clay's discomfiture, and the chuckle reachecl Lawrence's ear. "What are you laughing at, Gilmore?" he snarled, turn ing on the other. "Just mind your own business. please. I can attend to this kid myself." "I don't want a.ny argument with you, Mr. Olay," said Frank, coldly. "You seem to be down on me for some rea son, and you're welcome to be if it gives you any satisfac tion. But I want you to understand one thing, and that fa, I haven't given you or any one reason to imaaine that I think myself the whole thing in this office or else. I'm the messenger, and I believe I know my If you knew yours you wouldn't go out of your way to attack me without reason." Gilmore was tickled to death over this dignified retort from the boy whom he liked in about the same proportion that he disliked the margin clerk, who he thought was the one who assumed airs beyond his position, and he went through the pantomime of clapping his hands to show how pleased he was. "Don't talk to me, you young whippersnapper!" roared Clay, in a rage, addressing Whiteley. "If you knew your place, as you pretend you do, but don't, you wouldn't be taking up so much of Miss Carter's time a.s you do every day. If Mr. Holland knew how often you nm in there, just to shoot your mouth off and waste his time, you might find yourself out of a job before you knew where you stood." "Why don't you tell J1im, then, since you take so much interest in his business.? I have no doubt he'd feel under great obligations to you," replied ]frank, sarcastically. "Perhaps I will some day," answered Olay, darkly. "You just said that because you think you have a good pull with the old man. You may find yourself mistaken. Sma .rter chaps than you have got left whoo. they didn't expect it." "Well, I shan't look for any sympathy from you if I should be discharged." "I should say not. The woods are full of messengers every bit as good as you." 1 And the Street is full of margin clerks, I guess, looking for work who could probably :fill your shoes if you ever re signed your position/' retorted Frank. This remark angered Olay, for, in his opinion, he knew 'most all there was to know about Wall ::tl:reet matters. He speculated on the quiet, in a small way, with very fair success, and this made him think that what he didn't know about stock deals wasn't worth Had he employed his winnings. to the best advantage he might probably hirtre accumulated quite a tidy bank ac count; but he spent his money as fast as he got it, and was always more or less in debt as circumstances favored him. "You're ah insulting yotmg beast, and I won't waste any more time on you," he said, returning to his desk, quite hot under the collar, for he was conscious that he had come ou t second best in the verbal mix-up. Frank no reply to this remark, but walked out to his post in the waiting-room and took his seat just as Kittie i'ssued from the boss's private room, notebook in hand. She smiled at him as she passed, and he returned the smile with a cheerfulness that showed he had not been much disturbed by his encounter with the margin clerk. He wa!m't worried about Clay doing him any harm with 2\fr. Holland, for what\3ver time he lost talking with the was not to the disadvantage of his employer, and, in any case, he more than made it up by the prompt ness and correctness with which he executed all errands on which he was sent. Frank was a. thoroughly independent boy. He knew what 'was expected of him and endeavored to do his duty to the utmost, not only at the office but at home, where he was the main support of a widowed mother and several brothers and sisters, all but one younger than himself The exception was his sister Bess, who was a stenographer for an Exchange Place broker, and half again as much as he did. She was just as clever and independent as Frank, and just as faithful to her office ancl interests a.s he. Consequently no fault was ever found with either,. though both had their little annoya .nces-Frank's being La. wrence Clay's hostility, while Bessie's was the uudesirable atten tions of the cashier in the office where she was employed. Both, however, kept their troubles to themselves, and the little mother supposed their Wall Street paths were ones of roses, forgetting tha.t roses are always accoIIlf)anied by thorns. CHAPTER IL FRANK'S FIRST STOCK DE.A.L. Five minutes after Kittie passed through the reception room, Mr. Holland called Frank into his office and handed him an envelope to_ take to a broker named Ross, in the Haverley Building. The young messenger put on his hat and started on his errand. the sidewalk he met a friend 0 his, named Ben Webster, who was messenger for a broker in the next building. ''.Hello, Ben!" he "How's things this morning?" "Fine. If I had $100 they'd be finer." "How's that?"


THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. 3 "I just met a broker who is friendly with me and he let me in on a sure thing in M. G.; but I haven't the cash to make any use of it." learn if any damagehad been done, for it was a matter of some money to him. "That's too bad, if it's a sure thing. I've been in the same boat once or twice myself when $100 would have been mighty useful." "If you'll keep it to yourself I'll tell you what the tip is," said Ben. "Oh, I won't say a word, thpugh I don't see that it will do me any good to know." "Well, M. & G. is going to boom in a few days. The Marcus & Steinburg crowd have about cornered the bulk of the shares on the market and they expect to make several millions out of the rise." "How did the broker come to tell you such an important secret?" "I've done him a good many :favors, and he's taken a great shine to me." "Then it's a wonder he wouldn't loan you $100 so you could take advantage of his information." "I wouldn't want to strike him for the loan of money. I'm afraid he'd think I had an. awful gall." "I guess he would," laughed Frank. "Well, so long, I've got a message to deliver up the street." Whiteley hustled along to make up the few minutes he had lost and was soon at his destination. After turning over the note to Mr. Ross, and finding there was no answer, he left the Haverley Building to return to his own office. As he approached the corner of Nassau Street he noticed a feeble-looking, white-ha ired gentleman, with a cane, just ahead of him. The old man, after pausing a on the curb and looking around him, started to cross the narrow thorough fare. At the same moment an automobile came rolling down Nassau Street. It was not going very :fast, but for all that it would have struck the old gentleman and probably have killed or seriou,sly injured him, as the chauffeur's attention was mo mentarily diverted at that critical juncture, but for Frank, who, taking in the situa tion at a glance, sprang forward, grasped the white-haired man by the arm and swung him around out of danger, as the wheels went past so close as to brush against his clothes. A dozen people, including a policeman standing on the opposite corner, saw the gallant rescue, and a crowd gath ered like magic around Frank and the old gentleman. The cane, which had slipJ>ed from the owner's hand, had been broken by the wheels of the auto, and he stood dazed and trembling, conscious that.he had escaped a bad accident through the presence of mind of the lad, who now supported him back to the sidewalk. "By George! You did that very neatly, young man," said a tall broker. "You're entitled to a medal. The old gentleman would probably have been killed but for you." Several other persons in the crowd expressed their ad miration for Frank's action, while the policeman pushed his way forward and, taking out his notebook, asked Whiteley his name and address. In the meantime the auto was stopped on the corner of Broad Street, and the owner, jumping out, hurried up to He also pushed his way through the growing crowd on the corner, gave his name and office address, that of a mil lionaire trader, to the officer, and then inquired, with much concern, if the old gentleman had been hurt in any way. "No, I guess not, sir,'' replied Frank. "I managed to get him out of the way in the nick of time." "I'm glad to hear it," answered the trader, in a tone of great relief. "I am under great obligations to you, young man :for your quickness and presence of mind. _Here, take this," and pressed a number of bills into Frank's hand. Then he hastened to get ou't of the mob. "I think you'd better chase this crowd, officer," said Frank. "The excitement is all over. I'll escort this old gentleman across the street and see him on his way." The policeman, having secured all the information he wanted, proceeded to disperse the curious people, and then Frank, taking the white-haired man by the arm, led him across to the sub-treasury building. "Can I be of any further use to you, Mr. Partridge?" for that was the name the old man had tremblingly given the officer. "Perha. ps I had better go with you to the office where you told the policeman you were bound. It is only half a block down on the other side of the way." "Thank you. I wish you would. I am very grateful to you for saving me from being run over. I want to know your name and whe;e you iive." "My name is Frank Whiteley. I'm messenger :for Ed-, ward Holland in the Tewksbury Building in this block. Come, allow me to assist you across." The little old gentleman. was glad to avail himself of Frank's strong arm, and the boy went with him to the en trance of the office building where he was bound, which was almost opposite the Tewksbury Building. "Won't you come upstairs to my son's office. He will want to thank you himself for your services and kindness to me," said Mr. Partridge. Frank begged to be excused on the plea that he was in a hurry, for he didn't care to be thanked again :for merely doing his duty. I won't detain you, my boy," said the old gentle man. "My son will call and see you a.t your office. I think you said your name was Frank--" "Whiteley," said the young messenger as the whitehaired man hesitated. "And you work for Mr.--" "Holland. Just across the street." "Thank you. Good-by." Frank then returned to his office and found that Mr. Holland had gone to the Exchange. After taking his seat he recollected the bills he had received from the man who owned the automobile, and he pulled them out of pockei to see what the sum was. There was a fifty and five twenties, making, altogether, $150. That was a lot of money for Frank, and he thought how happy it would make his mother when he handed it over to her. He was sent over to the Exchange soon after, with a note to Mr. Holland, and while waiting for him to come to the rail he saw there was some excitement on the floor.


4 THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. He presently found out that this was connected with M. & G. stock, which had been going up and down since the Exchange opened, and was already two points above the opening price. That, ,put him in mind of Ben's tip, and it occurred to him that the money he had just acquired would enable him to go into a small deal in the stock. "Still, it's sometl1ing of a risk for me," he mused. "Mother needs the money, and if I shoulq lose it speculating I'd feel like kicking myself. Still, I needn't put it all up. I could reserve $50 for mother, and then it wouldn't be so bad if I lost the rest." While he was figuring on the matter, Ben rushed in with a note for his boss. "Hello you here, Frank?" he exclaimed. "Why not? I'm here two or three times every day. This happens to be one of the times." "What's the excitement about?" "M. & G." "Why, that's the stock I got the tip on. Is it going up?" "I heard that it's gone up two points th:i's morning "That isn't anything more than I expected to hear. It's tough that I can't get in on it. It's sure to go to 80." "Did your broker friend say so?" asked Frank, eagerly. "He did. fie told me to buy now, right away, if I had the money, and to sell out at 80." "That would give a profit o f $15 a share." "Sure it would. Ten shares would net $150. All I'd need would be $65 to make the deal. Hard luck, isn't it?" Mr. Holland now came to the rail, took the note from Frank, read it and nodded his dismissal . "If you was making a deal what broker would you go to?'' asked Whiteley of Ben. "I'd go to that little bank on Nassau Street above Wall. It's the best place for small investors, as they handle as low as a five-share deal. Most of the regular brokers won't bother with anything less than 100 shares. My boss won't, I know, and I don't believe yours will, either. I'm going to try to raise $35 to--night so that I can buy five shares, at any rate. Half a loaf is better than nothing. Five shares will land me winner of $75." "You seem pretty sure of it." "I'm so sure that if I had $1,000, and it was all the money I had, or expected to get for a good while, I'd slap it right into M. & G. as quick as a wink." Ben's words excited Frank not a little, and when he left the Exchange it was with the resolve to buy 20 shares of M. & G. before he returned to the office. So when he reached Nassau Street he rushed up the short block, entered the little bank in question, which he knew well, and going to the margin clerk's window told the clerk he wanted to buy 20 shams of M. & G. "It will cost you $130 margin."' "All right," replied Frank, "here's the money." In a few minutes he got a memorandum of the transac tion and hurried back to the office feeling that at last he had acquired a personal interest in the ups and downs of tb.e market. "I can give mother $20, at any rate," he said to himself. "That will help her out, and then, acbording to Ben, I stand to win $300 on my deal. If I'm as successful as that I'll feel as happy as a fighting cock." That aftemoon when the Exchange closed M. & G. was up to 67, and Frank shook hands with himself on the strength of it. "That means that I'm about $40 ahead of the game. What will I be at this time to-morrow?" At that moment the door opened and a fine-looking gen tleman entered the reception-room. "Are you Frank Whiteley," he inquired as the messenger went to meet him. "Yes, Sir," replied Frank, in some surprise. "My name is Partridge," replied the visitor. "You ren dered a great service to my father this morning, and I came to thank you for it." "I'm glad that I happened to be on hand to assist him o-t of danger,'' answered Frank, modestly. "He has al ready thanked me for what I did, so you see I hardly ex pected that there would be anything more said on the subject." "Young man, you don't suppose I could let such a thing as that pass unnoticed. In helping my father you have done a signal service to me; and I want you to ]mow that I appreciate it. The old gentleman is too old and feeble to venture down here, as I have repeatedly told him, but he will come. I think to-day's incident wiU keep him away for good, for it gave him a great shock. He not only insi s ted tha.t I must come over here and thank you, as I certainly would have done anyway, but he is anxious to know you better. He seems to have taken. quite a fancy to you, and wants you to come 11p and see him at my home, where he lives. I hope you will oblige him. Here is my address. :'.\fay I bring him home your promise to do so?" Frank hesitated, but :finally agreed to call and see the ol

THE PRINCE OF WALL S.TREET. affair. Don't you know that your name is in all the papers?" "I know it's in the paper I read. I didn't look at any others." "Well, why didn't you tell me you sa ved the old gent?" "It slipped my mind." "It wouldn't ha .ve slipped my mind if I had done such a thing, you can bet your slippers. One would think you were accustomed to doing things that bring a fellow into the lime-light of public notic!e:" o. This is the first time my name ever was in the papers." "Then it won t be the last, take my word on it. Once you get int.o print you're marked." "Who says so?" laughed Frank. "I say so. Something always happens again to pull you forward until you become so prom-inent that the newspapers take notice of you and clap your name into the bio.graph ical d e partment and your deeds into their graveyard." "You seem to know all about it." "Sure I do. A cousin of mine is reporter on the Even ing Blank, and he gives me a wrinkle about the business once in awhile.11 "Well, if they put a person's deeds into the graveyard that ought to be the finish." "That's lVhere you don't understand the matter. A news paper graveyard is not like a cemetery. It's a set Of pigeon-holes where the paper keeps clippings filed in alpha betical order for future reference, see?" "I see, as long as you say so; but it's a funny name to apply to a deposit.ory of live issues. Now, if I ran a news paper I'd only kee p the old and fossilized jokes in the grave yard, then there'd be some sense in it." "Say, you're all right, you are!" grinned Ben. "I must tell that to my cousin." "Tell him it you want to. Now let's talk about some thing else." Next morning Frank learn ed that Lawrence Olay had bought 20 shares of M. & G. He found out thro.ugh Kittie, to. whom Olay had divulged the information. Kittie told him that the margin clerk played the market frequently with good success She also told him -that she had refused to accept a box o.J: candy from him the day before, and that he didn't like it. "Well, perhaps you'll accept f1 box from ine, then?" laughed Frank. "I would if I thought you could afford it, but I know how you're fixed, Frank, so I shall not permit such ex travagance on your part." "Some girls woulcln'.t be SC\ considerate as you are, Kittie. They d take the candy anyway, .whether I could afford it or not. \Yell, you wait ai week or so and maybe I'll be able to afford it." "Do you expect somebody to leave you a legacy?" she laughed. "Hardly. Now I'm going to tell you a secret." "I like to hear secrets. What is it?" "I made $150 yesterday morning." "You did!" she exclaimed, in a tone of astonishment. "How?" "You didn't read about it, then?" "Read about what?" "The little old white-haired gentleman that narrowly e11-caped being run down by an automobile. It was in all the afternoon and morning papers." "I didn't see it. What about it. ?" "Well, just read the story and see." Frank pulled a morning paper out of his pocket and pointed out the story toner. Before she had read half through it she came to Frank's name. "Why, Frank Whiteley, is this really meant for you?" "For no one else, Kittie." "And this happened yesterday morning?" "It did." "And you never told me a word about it. Aren't you the mean thing?" Frank laughed. "It was the owner of the auto who gave me that $150, because I saved him from a lot of trouble." "What a lucky boy you are!" "Now what do you think I did with most of that money?" "Put it in a savings bank, or gave it to your mother, I suppose." "I did neither. I bought 20 shares o.f M. & G. with it." "You did she cried, in surprise. "I did. I got a tip that the stock was a sure winner." Kittie shook her head. "I don't put any faith in tips that get out on the Street," she said. "But this one is all right." "How do you know that it's all right?" "Never mind how I know it. At any rate, M. & G. is two points higher than it was when I bought it. It is now 67, and I expect it to go to 80." "That's a big jump. I'm afraid you'll be disappoited '.'Perhaps, but I'm going to risk it. When I sell out I'm going t.o buy you that candy.'' "I think you're a foolish boy to go into the market." "You didn't say that about Mr. Clay." "I don't take any interest in Mr. Olay." "Then you. do take an interest in me, eh?" "Now, go along about your business," said Kittie with a rosy blush. "All right, I'll go. I'll let you know how much I make on my deal as soon as I close it out." Thus speaking, Frank went back to his post. When he returned from his first eITa.nd he looked at the .ticker to see if there were any M. & G. quotations on the tape. There were two at a fraction higher than 67. "That's encouraging," he said, with great satisfaction. "Every little helps." All stocks were on the upward march that day, and M:. & G. advanced by degrees to 69, which was the closing figure. "Did you buy those five shares?" he asked Ben, later on. "Yep. I made the riffle. Got 'em at 67 3-8. It's up fo 69 now." "And you're going to hold on for 80 ?" "That's what I am." "So am I."


.... 6 THE PRINCE OF WALL S'l'REET. "You?" exclaimed Ben, in some surprise. "Yes. I've got a few shares, too." "I thought you didn't have any money ?" "I didn't have any yesterday morning, but I got some since." "Where did you get it? From the old gent you sa.ved from being run over?" "No. From the owner of the auto." "How much did you get?" "Well, I got $150, if you want to know real bad." "Whew! And did you put that all in M. & G. ?" "Most of it." "I wish I was in your shoes. You'll double your money easy enough." "I hope I will, but if a screw works loose in your tip there'll be a different story to tell." "Don't you worry about that. Hold on and sell at 80, and you'll be all right." "That's my programme," replied Frank, as they de scended the subway stairs at Wall Street and Broadway in time to catch the train that had just pulled in at the. sta tion. Two days later M. & G. became the center of public in terest, and to go up in eamest. It not only 'reached 80, but likely to go much higher. The two boys, however, were not taking chances to get the last dollar. They ordered their shares sold, and they went at 80 3-8. Frank was richer to the extent of $300 by the little speculation, and Kittie got the box of candy all right, which, under the circumstances, she did not refuse. Lawrence Clay made $250, and then blew it all in at a Tenderloin gambling establishment instead of using it to pay several of his pressing debts. He came to the office next morning looking like thirty cents, and was rather quiet for him until after he took a during lunch hour. Frank put $250 of his money in an. envelope and pla ced it in the office safe. The $50 balance he took home a.nd gave his mo. ther. CHAPTER IV. FRANK PICKS UP A TIP HIMSELF, WHICH PROVES A WINNER. "It's rather a new sensation for me to have money, that is, as much as $250," said Frank to Kittie, ne x t day. "I should think that it was a pleasant sensation," she replied. "It is. If such a small amount makes a fellow feel so good, what would a thousand or two make him feel like?" "I'm not good at guessing conundrums. You had better ask some one who has had personal experience. with the matter." "I should prefer to have the personal experience myself." "I have no doubt you will, some day." "It won't be my fault if I don't, and before I'm much older.I' At that moment Frank heard his bell ring and he hurried away to see what Mr. Holland wanted. The next day was Sunday, and he kept his promise to call on Mr. Partridge, Sr. He .found tlutt the old gentleman lived with his son in a very swell-lookin_g house on Madison A venue. Frank received a royal welcome, and was introduced to the younger :Mr. Partridge's wife ancl children-a girl of 15 and a boy of 17 During the evening the old gentleman presented Frank with a handsome scarf-pin and a certificate of 1,000 shares of stock in a Western mine. "Hold on to that as a nest-egg, my boy," he said. "I am largely interested in that mine myself, and expect that some day in the future the shares will be valuable. It is already a producer, and the stock is listed at about 25 cents at pres ent on the Western exchanges. It won't be long, however, before it reaches $1, and inside of a. year I should not be surprised if it was worth two 'or three times that. So put that certificate away in a safe place to grow, as it were." Frank thanked the old gentleman, and assured him that he would hold on to the certificate. He passed a very pleasant evening, and at ten o'clock went home. Frank's success in M. & G. awakened a strong desire in his mind to make more moi;iey out of the market. He was uncommonly anxious to find out how it felt to be worth $1,000. Consequently he began to watch and study the daily mar ket reports with a great deal oC interest. He also kept track of all the news affecting the market one wa. y or the other. In this way his fund of Wall Street lore was considerably enlarged. He also kept uncommonly wide awake on the lookout for anything tbat might come his way in the shape of a tip. One morning, on his way with a note to Mr. Holland at the Exchange, he passed two men standing on the corner of New and Wall streets. One was a well-known broker named Smith; the other, a stout man, Fran.k didn't know. As the messenger went by he heaid the brpl(er say: "All right. I'll take every share that'soffered at the market. I'll start in right away." "I wonder what stock he's going to buy in so freely?" said Frank to himself. "There must be something in it. I'll try and find out." By the time he had delivered his note to Mr. Holland he saw Broker Smith come on the floor. He hung around awhile until he discovered that Mr. Smith had started in to buy S. & T. shares. Frank sa.w that he seemed to be the head figure of the group at the S. & T. stanc1ro:d, but he couldn't remain long enough to ascertain for sure that this was tlie only or chief stock that Smith was buying. Being sent to the Exchange again an hour later he looked around for Mr. Smith. He had already found out by looking at the office tape that a considerable number of shares of S. & T. had changed hands at 43 and added fra.ctions. Broker Smith was still bidding occasionally for the same stock, and that made Frank pretty certain that S. & T. was the stock that the man on the corner had told the trader to gather in. On his way back to the office he saw this man standing


TIIR PRINCE OF WALL STREET. ==================;:::=========== .::=-=::-:=.:-.::: . : on Wall Street in front of the s ub-tr eas ury, talking to another prominent broker. A broker Frank knew very well, cominoalong just then, Whiteley stopped him and inquired who the stout person in question was. "That's John B Casey, a millionaire operator," r e plied the broker. Frank thanked him anc1 passed on "I wouldn't be snrpri ed if an attempt isn't being made to corner S. & T.," he mused, as he continued down the street "It looks like it. I may haive caught on to a first class tip." Ile watched the tape as soon as he got back i.-0 the office, and saw that S & T. had alr acJy gone up to 4-! By one o'clock, when Frank went to lunch, S. & T. was going at 44 5-8. "I guess I'cl better a risk on this," he said "It !lecms to be pretty goocl." o he got the envelope containing his money out of the af and before he returned he went to the little bank on Nassau Street and bought 50 shares o.f S. & T. at the When he met Ben, at half-past three, he told him about the tip he had picked up ancl backed to the extent of his small capital. Ben agreed that it looked lo be safe enough, and said he'd buy 10 or 15 shares himself in il1e morning on t h e streno-th of il b Accordingly, Webster brought his money downtown and bought J 5 shares at '15 7 8, which was the opening price at the Exchange "I've gone into the mmket again, Kittie," said Frank, next morning, when he came into the counting-room fo tell her that Mr. Holland wanted her to take dictation. "You haven't!" "Yes, I have I bought 50 shar of S & T. yesterday, and it's already a p,oint higher i..han what I gave :for it." "I don't exactly approve of you specu la ting, Frank. I'm afraid you'll lose your money." "I'm on another tip. "Well, if you are you win, like you did before; but still I think you're taking big chances "I want to $1,000 to see how it feels to be worth so much." "And if you make $1,000 you won't be satisfiecl You'll want to double it. That's the way it i with everybody." "I guess you're right, Kittie. Everyboclv is out for the especially here in \\'all Street So tlon't blame me if I fall in with the swim He took his seat by the window while she passed on into the private office. When Kittie got back to her desk she found a bunch of violets on it. As Frank presented her with similm bunches occasionally she believed it came from him. She smiled to herself and pinned it to her dress after detaching three of the flowers and putting them her hair. Lawrence Olay was watching her, and be chuckled with satisfaction, for it was he who had placed the nosegay on her desk. It was close on to noon when Frank had occasion to bring her some papers to copy on her machi ne, and he noticed the violets. "Who's been giving you the posies, Kittie?" he asked, fee ling a little bit jealous that she should make so marked a display of some bod y e ls e's gift. "Who?" replied the girl, looking archly into his ace. "What would you give to know?" "Oh, I'm not curious," he replied, turning away. She immediately ca. u gh t him by the arm. "Now you know you gave them to me," she said; "and I'm awfully obliged to you." "I gave them to you!" he said, rather "I wish I had." "Why, of course you gave them to me," she replied, positively. "You left them on my desk while I was inside taking dictation." "No, I didn't. If you found them on. your desk some body else gave them to you-maybe :M:r. Olay "Are you in earnest, Frank?" she asked, blushing crim son "Dicln't you really give me these violets?" "I really did not." She in lantly s n atched the flowers from her dress and hair and threw them into her waste-paper ba s k et, her face hot with confusion and indignation. "What are you doing that for?" lau ghed Frank. A prolonged chuckle sounded from Gilmore's desk. He had seen Lawrence Ola. y place the viol ets on Kittie's desk and h ad been wajting to sec the end of the farce comedy Olay saw his flowers disappear like dew before the morn ing sun, and he grew hot under the collar. He laid the blame of it to Frank, and vowed to be re Yen.ged upon him. But then he had done that before and h ad not yet succeedecl in reaching the you n g messenger. When Frank heard Gilmore's chuckle he glanced in i.hat direction and encountered Clay's malevolent glare He paid no attention to it, but he was sure" Olay was the donor of the violets, and was d elighted to see how Kittie treated his unsolicited present. J\Iiss Oa.rter was very reserved for the rest of the day, arnl when Lawrence Olay brought her some work to tlo she scarcely noticed him, and answe r ed his questions in mono syllables S. & T. went to 47 that aft.crnoon and opened an eighth of a point higher in the morning E\' ery day after that the stock advanced little by little until it was quoted on the ticker at 53. Then one o:E the dailies cal l ed attention to the steady rise of the stock, ana this created a sudden and increased cJcmand for the sha res. 'l'hat afternoon there was great activity around the group of brokers who seemed to S. & T for sale. There was a rush on the part of nia.ny brokers to buy, lmt there was no eagerness to sell at the market. This created a spirited bidding, and under the impetus the price rapidly advanced to 58, at which the last sale was made that clay. Next morning other papers had something to say about S & T., imputing its rise to different reasons; none of which was r ea lly correct, and what they said whetted the desire of the general public to get in on a good thing.


8 THE OF W .ALL STREET. The consequence was a lot o f excitement on the Exchange and a rise to 67 by three o'clock. As that represented over $1,000 to Frank, he de.: ciclecl to sell, and he told Ben that he'd advise him to follow suit So they l eft their orders at the bank as they went home, and next morning their holdings were disposed of at 68. OH.APTER V THE SPIDER AND THE 1:LY "Kittie, you may congratulate me again, if you want to," Frank, coming in to her with his check and the bank 's statement in his hand . "I've played ano ther winner, and I am n0>w worth $1,400 So, you see, I've got my thousand and more, too Kittie was delighted at his success, and her face showed it. "I do congratulate you, Frank. I'm awfully glad that you came out ahead "I'm doing pretty well for a boy, don't you think?" he said. "I shnulcl sa.y that you are." T his means another box of candy for you, Kittie, as m uch ice cream so

THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. 9 a package as the one he was to deliver that evening at the residence of Mr. Austin, on Ea t 62d Street, near Fifth Avenue. He said nothing to his mother about the matter until the family were at supper. "Mother, I have to go downtown as far as 62d Street to night," he said, as he bega;n on his desert of rice pudding. "I have important business to transact in that neighbor hood." "Important business," smiled his sister Bessie "Is this a new girl you're going to call on, Frankie?" "A new girl! Not on your life. One girl is enough for me." "One girl! Why, I didn't know that you had one. So you've let the cat out of the bag, brother mine. Who is the :favored one?" "Never mind who she is," replied Frank, :flushing up, for he had forgotten himself when he made the remark. "She's all right. Almost as sweet as you are." "Well, now I suppose I ought to consider that as a com pliment. Boys' sist..ers, as a rnle, play second fiddle to some other person's sister. Now you just said that, didn't you, to prevent me frotn teasing you about this divinity o:f yours?" "P'ooh replied Frank. "Don't you believe that." "Oh, but I do believe it," retorted Bessie, who sometimes delighted in teasing her maJlly young brother. "All right. I won't argue the matter with you. Like all women, you're bound to have the last word "Now, mother, will you listen to that?" cried Bess, de murely . "Mother," went on Frank, "I am going down to 62d Street on business :for "Mr. Holland. I have brought home a package o:f securities that I have to deliver to a Mr Aus tin, who lives on that street, close to Fi:fth Avenue. As an evidence o:f the boss's confidence in me, I may say that the ten bonds in the package are worth $10,200. If I should Jose that package there would be the dickens to pay, so you see he wouldn't have put them in my charge i:f he hadn't :felt sure that they were perfectly sa.fc." "I am pleased to know tha.t you stand so high in your employer's estimation, Frank," said his mother, proudly. "Why shouldr!'t he, mother?" spoke up Bessie, who thought there was no boy in the world hal:f as smart or as good as her brother Frank. "I consider him the Prince o:f Wall Street." "Thanks, sis. Is this a new dress you're going to strike me for, now tha t I'm a capitalist on a small scale?" "I shouldn't re:fuse a new one if you were to offer it to me," she replied, smilingly. "I'll bet you wouldn't. H's a cold day when a girl re :fuses anything that comes her way." "Why should she? Girls don't find too much of any thing coming their way these days." "Well, mother, I'll be home about nine, I guess, for I don't expect to be detained." He left the table and sat down on the lounge to finish reading the evening paper, as it was a little early yet for him to start. When the clock struck seven he jumped up, and said he guessed it was time for him to go. As he was putting on his coat the bell rang "I wonder who that i ?" asked his siste r. "It might be Ben, though I didn't expect him o ve r this evening." It wasn't Ben, but a strange man w h o presently knock e d on the door 1 He asked to see Frank. When the young me.ssenger appeared a t the door the ma n said: "You are Frank Whiteley?" "I am." "I have brought a cab to take you to Mr. Austin's Frank was very much surprised at his w<>rds. "A:fter leaving the office, Mr Holland thought that ow ing to the importance of the package he had given you to deliver that it would be safer f<;>r you to trave l down to Mr. Austin's in a cab than to go by the surface or elevated cars, so he telephoned your address to our stables and ordered a cab to be sent for you. It js now at the door, and whenever you are ready to go I am at your service JI "All right," replied Frank, who bad n<> suspicion that everything wasn't just as it should be, "I'll be right down. The man turned and went downstairs, with a grin of satisfaction on his features, which were hidden under a heavy, :false beard. His name was Judson Bassett, and three minutes l ater, when the boy stepped into the waiting cab, one of New York's "nighthawk" vehicles, he was unaware that this a trap spread :for his undoing by L awre nc e Clay his enemy CHAPTER VI. THE TRAP .A.ND THE TRAPPERS After slamming the door on Frank, Bassett mounted to the box beside the driver and the cab proceeded downto,--:n at a smart pace. / Soon a:fter the :flashing lights of 125th Street passed before the boy's eyes he began to be consc i ous of a peculiar buzzing :feeling i n his head A sweet, subtle odor, like that <>f ripe fruit of extraord inary richness, filled the cab, and as he breathed it in he felt oppressed by a singular dizziness and lMguor that weighed him down like a heavy atmosphere. When the sensation :fir&t attacked him he tried to let down one of the windows in order to let in the cool night air, but he couldn't get either of them open. They were either stu ck o r secured so that they cou l d not be moved. The exertion, added to the enervating sme ll le:ft him weak and sick, so thll.t his hands tremb led as with t he palsy when he reached out in an effort to open the door He could not understand what was the matter w ith him since he had no suspicion that he was the victim of one of the many tricks in vogue to drug the unwary passenge r that rascally cabmen sometimes resort to in order t o fleece their :fare. In this case the drug was introduced through a small hole in the roof of the cab with the aid o:f a syrfoge, whic h ejected a fine spray that soon saturated the interior atmos phere and induced a deep sleep upon theperson affected A:fter the cab door was once shut i t coul d not b e opened


10 THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. from the inside, as the handle on that side had been re moved. Finding that there was no wa. y of opening the door, Frank, who was now fast vieliling to the insidious influence of the drug, began to bea:t in a feeble kind of way on the glass, in an e ffort to attract attention. The sound was drowned by the noise of the wheels on the pavement. The boy now felt as if he had the blind staggers and was much alarmed at hi s condition. H e tried to rise to hi s feet and thump on the roof, but the effort was a failure. He sa:n.k back on the cushioned seat, and gazed hclples ly at the window of the cab, which seemed to grow in size and the n recede at a great distance. Suddenly there was a crash of g l ass, and then something hard struck Frank a glancing blow on the head, drawing blood, and his senses reel ed, everything becoming a blank. Judson Ba ssett uttered an imprecation, and the cabman pulled up short. "Some kid threw a stone which ha.s smashed the upper panel of the door," said Bassett, l eaning down and taking a look at the damage done. "Wait a moment till I take a look at our passenger." He didn't open the door, but looked through the glass He saw Frank l ying motionless in one corner. "Good!" h e muttered. "He was off before the glass was proken. He's sa.fe enough for our purposes." He remounted to the box anu told the driver to go on And while the vehicle sped on the drug gradually e caped from the cab, though for awhile i.he boy came deeper and d eepe r under its influence; but not i.o as great an ex cent as Bassett had counted on The cab kept stn1ight on down Madison Avenue to acer tain cross street and then turned to the east After proceeding for a block and a half it pulled up before a high-stoop private house. Bassett l eft his perch and, opening the cab door, looked in at his victim. The boy's white, unconscious face, smeared by a streak of blood where the stone had cut a slight gash, lay par tiall y pillowed by his left arm. "So the stone hit him," muttered the rascal. "Well, it amounts to nothing. A wet rag and a piece of sticking plaster will soon repair the damage. Now to get him into the house." Bassett ran up the steps of the house and rang the door bell. The summons was answered by a sharp-featured man, who evidently knew Ba ssett. "Has Clay got here?" asked ,the newcomer. "No, he hasn't showed up yet,'' was the reply. "Well, I've got the boy all right. Come down to the cab and help me f etc h him inside." The man follow ed him to the sidewalk, and between them they lifted Frank out of the vehicle, and carried him up the steps into the house. Bassett then returned and handed the caman a bill. The driver looked at it, nodded in a satisfied way, turned his rig around and drove off up the street, while Bassett re-entered the hou se and shut the door. Two hour; later Frank came to his senses He was astonished to find himself lying on a lounge in stead of sitting in the cab which was associated with his last recollectiorn;. Gradually he gathered his scattered faculties, and he began to remember things as they had happened up to the moment he became Ui1conscious. "Where have I been brought to?" he asked himself "I was taken ill in the cab, it seems, with the strangest sensa tions imaginable. I feel better now, though my head aches and my forehead is hot. Have I been attacked with a fever? I never felt better in my liie when I left the house, and yet I had been in i.hc cab but a little while when I was overcome by that strange fcf:'ling oi dizziness and sickness. What could ha .ve been i.he cause of it? Was it caused by the closeness of the Yehicle and the odd smell that seemed to pervade it? I i.riecl to open the window and then the door, but couldn't. There must have been somethi:q.g wrong with the inside of that cab I am sure of it, for if I had been taken with any serious illness I should feel a great deal worse than I do now." There was i10 light in tJ1e room, which was a small one, furnished with the lounge, a couple of chairs, a small table, and a small chest of drawers in one corner, but Fra:n.k could easily recognize all the different objects There was one window, with a lace curtain and the blinds closed in. He lay quiet for awhile and considered tJ1e situation. "It looks as if this must be Mr Austin's house," thought Frank. "When the cab reached here I was found in s ensible inside and brought in until a physician co11ld be sent for to attend me At that rate I can t havo been here very lpng. Ifs funny, though, tha.t somebody didn't remain here with me under the circumstances Well, I suppose I may expect the people of the house to come in pretty soon." Fnrnk noticed that there were two door to the room One at the end led out on the second floor landing, the other, on i.he side, opened into a square room adjoining. This door stood ajar, a fact soon apparent to the boy when he presently heard foot s teps and voices as though two or more persons had just entered the room He heard a scratching sounrl, saw i.he dim reflection of the flare of a match, ancl then the gas in the next room was lighted. "Now I shall receive a visit," breathed the young messen ger, expectantly. He heard the moying of chairs and then a regular con ver s ation was begnn in the apartment. He waited sev e ral mjnutes but the persons in the room macle no attempt to come and see him. "}guess they think I'm still unconscious, ancl are waiting till tJ1e doctor comes. I might as well let them l-now that I'm not as bad ai:; they have taken me to be. I'm feeling first rate again. I'm l'a. tisfied now that it was the cab that knocked me out. 1\faybe some sick person been carried to a ho pital in it, ancl the odor of the drug that hung about him remained in the vehicle anc1 upset me. I can't ascribe the matter to :my other reason." He rose from the lounge, pulled himself together and then approached the door that stood ajar. As he was about to push the door open he paused in sur prise, arrestecl by the fol l owing remark, which came from the lips of J11dson Bassett.


THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. 11 "Now, look here, Olay, I've got to have the larger share of the r e ward for the return of those bonds. I took all the ris k of bringing the boy to this house, druggi"Qg him in the cab, and I've got to see about getting him away before h e comes to his s enses, which won' t be for several hours yet, for that's a mighty powerful anresthetic that I sqi!irted into the cab, and I've never known a person to come out of it for at least six or eight hours. It will probably be a little less in his case, as some ragamuffin fired a stone at the cab and broke the glass of one of the doors, and that natura.lly allowed some of the drug to get away. However, I guess he was pretty well under the influence before that hap p e n e d." Frank was fairly staggered as he listened to Bassett's speech. He recognized the voice of the man who had called at his fiat with the that a cab had been sent by Mr. Holland to take him down to 62d Street, and like a fl.ash he r e alized that he was the victim of a piece of crooked work. "My gracious!" he gasped. "How did that rascal know I had the bonds ?" The answer to his question came almost immediately when Lawrence Olay spoke, and Frank knew his tones at once. "That's all right, Bassett;i he said. "But I need the money the worst way. I'll make the difference 1 up to you anoth e r time." "Lawrence Olay h e re, too!" breathed Frank, tumultu ously. "I see through the whole scheme. He was in Mr. Holland' s office when the bonds were given me to deliver to-night, and it is he who has put the job up on me." "That would be never," laughed Bassett incredulously. "I know you like a Lawrence Clay. The only safe way to deal with you is on the spot cash principle. I told you before I tackled the job what my terms would be and you agreed to them, Now you are trying to wri g gle out of the arrangement. But it won't do, old man. I must have two-thirds. You seem to forget that it's up to me to col lect the money. I will have to conduct the negotiation, and there'll be some risk in it." "You can say that you picked the bonds up on the street, can't yon?" "Never mind what excuse I'll give for having them in my possession, I'll manage to fin.d as safe a one as possible. It takes brains to execute a game of this kind right up to the handle, and I propose to see that I get my due all right." "I'm not kicking about that, Bassett; but the fact of the matter is this-I've got a good tip on the market, and I want all the money I can get hold of to make a big strike. If I had $5,000 to back the information I possess I could make a fortune; but I haven't, anQ. must do the best I can." "What is your tip?" asked Bassett, in a tone of some interest. Clay saw his advantage at once. "Look here, Bassett, if you'll agree to divvy even on this thing I'll let you in on the tip," he said, eagerly. "How do I know that the tip is worth anything?" "I'll let you judge for yourself. You know considerable about Wall Street methods, and ought to be able to size the pointer up." "Well, let's hear what it is." "Do I get an even rake-9ff on these bonds?" "I'll agr e e to that if your tip is worth anything.'1 The conversation had taken such an interesting turn that Frank recovered almo s t at once from his consternation at di s covering how he had been duped, and he listened eagerly to what the pair were talking about. He forgot for the moment the seriousness of his own situation in his curiosity to learn what stock market pointer Lawrence Olay had got hold of. If there was anything to be made out of it he wanted to be there with both feet himself. CHAPTER VII. FRANK OUTWITS THE EN'E:MY. "All right, Bassett, a bargain is a ba.rgain," said Law rence Olay. "I'll tell you what the tip is. A combination of moneyed men has been formed to corner N. & 0. stock, and they will begin operations in a few days. My boss is one of the brokers who has been secured by the ring to buy up the stock, at first on the quiet and a;fterward on the Exchange, and subsequently to manipulate the market for a rise in the shares. I judge that we'll have about ten days to get in on this deal to advantage, for the first object of the pool will be to try and depress the value of the stock befoTe they begin buying. That will probably take several da y s to accomplish, if they are able to do it. You must lose no time in trying to negotiate for the return of the bonds. Of course, if you could manage to sell them piecemeal in Philadelphia or Boston it would be ever so much better for us. That, however, is rather dangerous, as the securities will probably be advertised for at once, and their loss tele g raphed to the varions to be posted up so as to head off any sales by the presumed finder. At any rate, do the best you can, and make all you can out of them." "You can bet I will. But look here, Olay, how did you get hold of that tip? Inside information as valuable as yours appears to be doesn't get outside the ring, as a gen eral rule." "Well, it was this way: I went into Rolland s private room this morning, when he was out, to get a document that was on his safe. When I reached for it it slipped between the safe and the wall. I went down on mv hands and knees beside the safe to try and fish it out. While I was thus rngaged Holland came in wlth a big trader and shut the door. Neither noticed that I was in the room, and I kept mighty quiet as soon as I got on to wha.t they started to talk about, which was the comer in N. & 0. I knew that I was getting next to a big thing, and was willing to chance discovery. If I'd been caught and threatened with a dis charge I'd have hinted that it would be better to let me off ea sy, seeing that I was in the position to give the informa tion away on the Street. That would ha .ve. brought Holland to terms pretty quick, I guess, for if anything went wrong with such a big deal through the fault of his office he would be bound to be a big sufl'qrer.'1 "You're a clever ohap, Olay," chuckled Bassett. "About as foxy as they come. So that's how you got on to the tip?" "That's the way. And it's a sure winner. The more money we can scrape together the more we'll make out of it." "I think your tip looks all right, and on the strength of


12 THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. it we'll malrn an even divide of the proceeds received from the bonds." Frank, from his post of concealment behind the door, was a lso sure that the tip was a first-class one, and he intended to use it himself when the time came At the same time he felt pretty certain that now he was wise to the g ame that had been practiced on himself, through which these two rascals had got possession of the Elecurities, there was small chance of them making anything out of the scheme, or out of the N & 0. corner, either "I can see your finish in Wall Street, Lawrence Clay," he muttered "Both you and your associate, Bassett, will soon see the inside of the Tombs, and I'll bet you'll both be sur p r ised to learn how I have turned the tables on you. Per haps I had better not halloo before I'm out of the woods, but I guess those chaps will a livel y t i me trying to do me up any more '1 I haven't felt so good for a month," went on Clay. "Thi s is the first time I've seen my way clear out of my difficulties I've been on pins and need les lest my landlady should come to the office and rake me publicly over the coals for what I owe her. I've stood he r up for $60_, and she i s now tired of waiting for a settlement "You ca tell her that there'll be something coming her way in a few days now," l aughed Bassett.. "I'll tell her noth i ng if I can avoid it, for she wouldn't believe me. She has got into the habit of giving me the stony stare every time I go to the table, but as long as she says nothing before the rest of the boarder' I don't care." "By the way, that boy is likely to lose his job in Wall Street thr ough the loss of the bonds It will be hard on him "Bab! I hope h'e w ill get fired from the office. He's an eyesore to me, and I hate him!" hissed Clay, venomously "Got your dagger i n him, eh?" chuckled Bassett. What's he done to you that you are so sore on him?" "Oh, he thinks he's a little wonder becau'se the boss makes a l ot of him. But this bond matter ought to let him down with a jolt tha t'll lmock him silly He's too fresh for his socks, and deserves all that's coming to him." T hank you for that, Mr. Clay," muttered Frank. "I shan'tlorget this expression of your good opinion. I may have the chance yet to remind you of it. It's you who will get the bounce from Wall Street, not me and the office will be well rid of JOU. "What did you do with the bonds, Bassett?" asked the m argin clerk, sudden l y "Don't you worry about them I've got them safe." "How are you go i ng to dispose of the boy so that he won't give us trouble?" "The cab will be back at one o'c lock, and I'll carry him u p town and l eave him at the door of the house where he lives t o recover his senses at his leisure." "That's a good idea He won't have any evidence then t o show that he was taken in and done for He may tell his story to Holland, but it will look kind of fishy." "Oh, he w on't know what happened to him If the police should be cal l ed to verify his story of being carried off in a cab they'll never be able to find my man They'll be likely to report that his statement is a ghost story Do you want to see the boy before you go? He's in the ne:d ; room." "Yes I'd l ike to see how the young monkey looks." "Follow me, then." "They're coming in here," said Frank to himself. "I'll have to pretend insensibility He stepped back and s tretched himself out on the lounge w ith his e 'es closed A moment laLer Bassett and cjay walked ini.o th e room. 'rhe former lighted the gas, and both men looked at the a pparently unconscious boy. "What happened to his head?" asked Clay. "He's got a cut there "I told you that a stone broke one of the windows of the cab. Well, it hit him where he lay, knocked out, in the corner of the vehicle." "Too bad that it didn't put one of his eyes out," snarled Cl!!Y "I'd like to see his beauty spoiled It miglit put his nose out of joint with our stenographer at the office. The two of them are on the chin ohin all day long They make me weary. I can't m1derstand what she sees in him." "What's the difference?" replied Bassett "He'll prob ably get fired anyway for losing the bonds." "I hope he will, but it is possible he may have the good luck to squeeze out of the trouble. It's hard to down chaps that have his nerve "Well, come on. I'll see you to the door," said Bassett, turning out the light. 'rhe pair left the room by the other door. When Frank heard their footsteps on the stairs outside he jumped up, opened the door and looked after them. Presently he heard the hall cloor slam, and soon after he heard Bassett coming back. For fea r he might come in the little room again he returned to the lounge Bassett, however, entered the other apartment Frank got up and peeped in to see what he was about. He saw him go to the table at which he and Clay had been sitting, open a drawer and take out the package of bonds. He opened the bundle carefully, took out the securities and examined them, making some notes on a pad, after which he began. to wra. p them up again While he was thus engaged the man who admitted him to the house e ntered the room and told him that he was wanted downstairs by some visitors Turning clown the gas, and leaving the securities on the table as they were, he followed the other man out, and Frank saw them go downstairs together. "This is my chance to-secure the bonds and make my escape if I can," breathed the young messenger He slipped into the square room and laid his hands on the package "I onder if I couldn't fool this Bassett into the belief that he still has the securities, for if he finds that both I ancl the bonds have gone off he'll know right away that the game is up and will make himself scarce so that the police won't be able to find him W-morrow." Frank opened the drawer in the table. There was a lot of writing-paper there that by folding in the center would be about the same size as the bonds. So he unwrapped the securities, took them out and placed them in an inner pocket of his jacket Then he substituted the writing paper in their place,


THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. 13 wrapped them up and let them in the same position and shape that Bassett had done. "Now to sneak out 01' this house and get aw11.y from the neighborhood, wherever it is." Passing onto the landing, he listened attentively He didn't hear a sound in the house. He took courage and glided down to the hall door. It was locked, but the key was there, and turning it sotly Frank let himsel out, shut the door, ran down the steps and started up the street at a rapid pa.ce. CHAPTER VIII. happen? COD!l.e up to my library. I shall have to the poHce." "I lost them for a couple of hours; sir; but I've got them back again." "You have got them back," replied the broker, much re lieved, as he led the boy into his library. "Take a seat and tell me the whole story." Frank began at the beginning and related how he had been decoyed into the cab and drugged in some way he couldn't "Why, I sent no cab to your house," said Mr Holland. "I understand that now, but at the time I thought that you had done so, and thus ell into the trap." FRANK PAYS HIS BOSS A MIDNIGHT CALL. "But how could that rascal have learned that you had a When Frank reached the corner he looked arolmd to see package of valuable securities in your possession?" said the where he was. broker, grea tly puzzled. He fou:ia.d that he was at Fourth Avenue. "I am sorry to say that he found out through one of your Lookirrgin at a corner saloon he noted that it was ha1clerks.'' past eleven by the clock there "Found 9u t through one o.f my clerks exclaimed Mr. "Mother will what has become of me. I promised Holland, iricredu1ously to be hom e before ten. Now what shall I do? Go to Mr. "Yes. Lawrence Clay is the guilty man. You remember Austin's house at this hour and explain the cause of the he was in yout private room when you handed me the pack delay? I hardly think I'd better. The best thing to do age to take uptown, and gave me my instructions." will be to go to Mr. Holland's home on Madison Avenue ''But\ surely you are in error. Lawrence Clay would and tell him what I've been through not--" He made a note of the street on which the house stood, "Wait till you've heard all of my sto ry and you can then and whioh he would know again, though he hadn't taken judge or yoursel." the number in his hurry to get away. Frank went on to tell his experiences at the house \here Then he started in all haste for his employer's residence. he had recovered his senses, and related, as near ,as he could" It was just midnight when he got there. recall, all the conversation tha t had taken place between "I guess everybody is in bed. I'll have to wake some Clay and Bassett. one up." When he repeated Clay's story of what he had overheard So he pulled at the bell in a way that meant business. Mr. Holland and his visitor say in connection with the proThe cook, who slept downstairs, in a small room off the jected corner in N. & 0., the broker started. and looked kitchen, heard the ring, partly dressing herself, came to the much disturbed. area door and inquired who was 'there. He made Frank _go over that part again. "I want to see Mr. Holland on important business re-"You not only hewd Clay's wice but you recognized his plied Frank. ace in the room, did yo;u ?" he asked his messenger. "He went to bed an hour ago.'' "Yes, sir And I .will be able to identify Bassett if I "Then, wake him up and tell him that Frank Whiteley ever see himagai)'.l. He was disguised with a beard when is on the stoop." he called at my house, but I saw his natural fa.ce when he The cook hesitated about doing as .he wa.hted. was talking with Cla01/' "You'd better return in the morning,'' she said. "I had no idea that Clay was suoh a rascal," said Mr "I positively must see him now," replied Frank "It's Holland, with a stern countenance. "The act that he an urgent matter. I am his. office messenger." overheard such an important matter in my private room The cook then consented to arouse the master of the complicates matters greatly. I am afraid that it woulcl be house, and did so. useless to cause his arrest and that of his companion for The broker was astonished to hear that his messenger was !his robbery, as their denial :would largely' offset in court outside, and, suspecting that it might have some connection your uncorroborated testimony: In the meantime I cannot with the pai;ikage of bonds {le had given the boy to deliver, afford to discharg$) him until after my. connection with the he partially dressed himsel, went to the door an d admitted N. & 0. deal has ceased". Be careful yourself that not a Frank to the hall. hint of what you have learned about it gets out on the "What's the trouble, Frank?" he asked Street." "It's about those bonds I was to deliver, sir." "You can rely on me, sir." "Well, didn't you deliver them according to directions?" "I am sure I can, Frank. Well, you can lea .ve the bonds "I did not." here to-night. Call early in the morning and take them to "Why not?" asked the broker, sharply. Mr. Austin's house, explaining to the gentleman how you "Because I've been in trouble." were prevented from delivering them at the stated hour. "In trouble?" In respect to Clay, treat him as usual, and do not give him "Yes, sir. I was drugged and the package taken from any reasorr to believe tpat you are that he had any me connection with the project of which you were temporarily "My goodness! Then you've lost them? How did this the victim. He will believe, then, that he is safe from dis-


14 THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. coveIJ' In the meantime I will consult with the head of the Wall Street Detective Bureau, and see if I can make a case against Clay and his a&<>ociate, Bassett. I think that is all I need to say to you to-night. Do not fail to call here at eight in the morning for the bonds." Frank assured Mr. Holland that he would be on hand at the hour mentioned, and then bade his employer good night. It was two when he got home, and he found his mother and sister Bessie sitting up, very much worried over his non-appearance. "Why, Frankie, where have you been?" asked his sister, who let him in. "Well, I've been to two boss's house for one." "You never told us that you expected to call on Mr. Holland. YoU' said you'd be. home early, and here it is after two o'clock. We've both been imagining all sorts of dreadful things in connection with your unexplained detention." "What happened to yolll' head, Frank?" asked his mother, noting, with some ala.rm, the cut on his forehead. "That happened to me in the cab. Some boy threw a stone through the glass, not intentionally, I suppose, and it struck me. Such accidents are liable to occur in New York, any time," he said, lightly. "It might have put your eye out," she said, with some concern. '"That's true. It might have done so, but fortunately it did not. Now go to bed, both of you. I shall w.ant to be called not later than six thirty, as I've got to be at Mr. Holland's house at eight." Frank thus avoided going into particulars about his night's adventures, as he knew that it only would disturb his mother. Next morning he delivered the bonds to Mr. Austin, and fold that gentleman: what he had been through the night before. "You're a pretty smart boy to get out of it as well as you did, and to recover the securities also," was that gentle man's admiring comment. Frank reached the office half an hour late that morning. Lawrence Clay was at his desk, as the boy soon f()Und out when he went in to tell Kittie that she was wanted in the private office. Clay looked at hiIIJ.>furtively, but Fra.nk paid no attention to him. That afternoon a quiet-looking man called at the office and asked to see Mr. Hofland. Frank showed him into the private room. Presently the broker rang for his messenger. When Frank responded, Mr. HoHand said: "Frank, this is Detective Hennessy. Ten him the story of tlie bond robbery'of last night." The boy complied, and the detective. made several notes. "Do you know the street and number of the house to which you were brought?" inquired the officer. "I know the street, and can point out the house, but I did not take the number," answered the young messenger. "Then we will go up there and you can point it out to me. As for this clerk of yours, Mr. :Siolland, I will keep my eye on his movements and see what I can find out about him. It is probable he will enable me to spot his associate in a day or so." As it was nearly time for Frank to leave the office for the day, t.he broker told him to go with the detective at once, and the two departed together. Two days later the officer made a report to Mr. Holland that rather opened his eyes as to the real character and habits of his margin clerk. The report of itself, without reference to the connection Clay had with th:e bond affair, would have furnished sufficient ground for the trader to wish to get rid of him. Clay was therefore slated for a bounce as soon as Mr. Holland had concluded his business with the pool inter ested in booming N. & 0. stock. In the meantime Clay had met Bassett again and learned of Whiteley's escape from the house that night. Bassett, howe ver, believed that the package he had locked up in a Tenderloin saloon-keeper's sa.fe still contained the bonds, and looked to see them advertised for. Lawrence Clay, however, was rather disturbed by the situation, thougli he entertained no idea tl:!at any suspicion attached to him. He was worried because no mention was made in the office about the loss of the bonds, nor had anything ap peared in the newspapers bearing on the subject. Furthermore, Frank Whiteley had neither lost his job, nor did he appear to be disturbed about his late night ad venture. "I don't like the looks o f things," Clay remarked to Bassett, three nights after the occurrence. "I'm certain there is a qui e t investigation going on under the surface by detectives, e>f course. Whiteley, to judge by his demeanf all responsibility in the matter. It i s evident that he doesn't know that I was at the bottom of it or I should have had an unpleasant intervww with Hol land." "Then why need you bother yourself on the subject?" replied Bassett. "Because there is no telling what a detective may find oot. Has that house been visited by any sleuth since that night?" "Not that I have heard." "You hav en't been the re since, have you?" "No. I shall keep away until this matter has blown over." "Well, you can't be too careful, Bassett. I scent danger in the very tliat the robbery has been kept so pro foundly s ecret. Not a hint has been given out in the office, and the bonds have not been advertised for. Even i they are later on I'm afraid it will be a delicate matter to ne gotiate for their return, fol' the boy's prematuri) escape shows that crooked business was a.t work; and then Hol land knows that he never sent a cab for Whiteley. You made a big mi s take in fetching the boy to. tliat house. You should have taken tlie bonds from him in the cab and then dumped him out into some convenient areaway. It looks to me as if we'll never be able to realize anything out of the job, which will be pretty tough on me, as I depended on getting hold of enough cash through it to buy N. & 0. a few days." "Oh, the game isn't up yet," replied Bassett, coolly, as he led the way to a nearby saloon, neither man being aware that Detective Hennessy was watching them at the moment.


TIIU PRINCE OF \YALL TREET. 15 CHAPTER IX. LA WRE TCE OLAY GETS l'l' IN TJIE NECK. Frank, in the meantime, didn't overlook the fact that he had got hold of another tip that had all the earmarks of a sure winner, for Mr. Holland had a good as admitted to him that night at his house that he wa interested in a big dea1 connected with & 0. On the morning aiter the bond robbery be looked the stock up in the daily market report and found that it was going at 52. After that he kept his eye on it and noticed that it was ubject to con tant fl.uch1ations in price, closing each day a lii.tlc lower than the day previous. Finally it reaohed 47, a.ncl for two davs remained a.t about that figure, then it started to ri. e again, but only a fraction of a point at interval .. "I gut'."s it's as low a it' going to go," thought Frank. "I'd heifer buy now before it get any higher, !'O as to gather all the cream. It's funn!' how many people never start in buying till the skim-milk period is reached, and then they wonder why it is they get left. There is only one way to do if you want to make money out of stocks. Study them well. Watch for them to f!;O down and then buy. When they go up, eU out. Thi idea of buying stocks when they re high is pure foolishness. Not any of that thing for me." So Frank went directlv to the little bank in Nassau treet and invested all hi funds in 300 shares of N. &-0., at 47 5-8, on a margin of ten per cent. Re also told Ben to buy the tock, ai::suring him that he had information pointing to a ri e in the price in the near future. Ben believed him, and bought 75 hares at 4 From that day N. & 0. cootinued to go up, especially as the ge-neral market improved in tone, and it reached 56 before many people noticed that it was a good strt, a good many peculators took notice and sent buying orders for the stock to their brokers. Of course the increased demand for the stock, which was l'ather hard to get at this stage of the game, ent the price up higher, and it was presently quoted at 64. Next day it went to 67, and then Frank began to con sider the queRtion of selling out. Befo1 he had quite made up hi mind it reached 75. "'fhnt's a high a I'm going to ri k it," he said to him self, and took the first chance he got to run up to the bank and order his 300 shares to be sold. The stock went at 76, anen't the least inclination to go out and paint the town red. I'm rather surprised that I take it so eool. Once I thought that if I ever came to make $1,000 nothing would hold me in, but I find that I look on the matter differently now." At that moment Mr. Holland's bell rang for him and he lrnd to leave her. 'rhat night Frank carried home $800, of which he gave his mother $700 and Bess $100. It was a delightful surprise for them to learn that he had made a big winning in the stock market. "We must move to a better flat now, mother," said Bes ie, "and put on a little more style. We can easily afford to do it." '"fhat's right," nodded Frank. "You want to get into the wim, for some day I hope to become a millionaire." "I hope you will," laughed Bessie. "But it will take a 1ong time to make a whole million, if you ever do." Two days later the syndicate having unloaded their hold ings at a big profit, N. & 0. began to go down again. Its fall, however, wal3 gradual, and there was no panic on the market. On the following Saturday, Mr. Holland called Law renre Clay into bis private room and told him that he would have to di pense with his services. Clay was taken by surprise, and asked the cause of bis di missal. Then the broker told him a few things that startled him. Olav however, vigorously denied his guilt. Mr. Holland called Frank in and made him tell all that came under his observation at the house where Bassett had taken him in the cab. Clay was imply paralyzed by his revelations. 'l'hc broker completed his discomfiture by telling him what Detective Henne y had found out about him. Tho margin clerk couidn't fintl any words to defend him i:;ell with, and so threw hi hands. I'm a ruined man," he ga ped, with ashen face. "I'll neYer be able to get another position in the Street." "You ought to be thankful that you've escaped arrest and the degradation of a cell at the Tombs. 'J'he cashier will hand you your money." Lawrence Clay left the room like a man who had received


16 THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. a terrible blow, and soon afterward he walked out of the office and took his way uptown His heart was swelling with rage against the young messenger, and he swore that he would be revenged on him. When he reached his boarding pl!!-ce another disagreeable surprise awaited him. against his back. "Now, if I am forced to shoot, the report will not be heard beyond this room," he went on. "I have you dead to rights. Write that check now and this lady will take it out and cash it. I shall remain until she has had a reasonable time to get the money. Then you can telephone the police if you want to." His boarding mistress said that she had rented his room to somebody else and that he couldn't remain any longer. She also informed him that she had attached his trunk, and that he could have it when he paid her all that was due. He staggered from the house and went to a well-known billiard-room where he expected to fin.d Judson Bassett. There he learned that Bassett had gone to Boston. Then Clay started in to drink to drown his thoughts. Between drinks he played pool and subsequently poker, with various acquaintances. His associates wondered why he was so sullen and reck less in his behavior. He didn't give them any satisfaction, and a few hours later reeled out on the street, dazed with drink and broken in purse. On Sunday morning he awoke to find himself in a cell with a crowd of drunks and kindred characters. Later on he was brought before a magistrate, who fined him $10. As he couldn't pay it he was sent to jail for ten days. Apparently, Clay was :finding out that the way of the transgressor is hard. \ CHAPTER X. THE SCHEME THAT MISSED FIRE. The fact that Frank could put his hands on $9,000 cash any time he wanted did not make any perceptible difference in his conduct at the office. Kittie was the only one in his confidence there, even Ben didn't know exactly how much he was worth, though he judged he was pretty well fixed, for he had a bout $2,300 himself stowed away in anticipation of another plunge into the market. l\Ir. Hollancl wou]d have been greatly surprised if he had learned the exact financial standing of his messenger boy. There didn't seem to be much danger of his learning it, however. One afternoon, while Frank was out on an errand, a man, accompanied by a well-attired young woman, entered the office and asked for Mr. Holland. They were ushered into the broker's private room. "Well what can I do for you?" asked the trader, who was in the act of signing a check that closed the account of one of his customers. "We have called here to collect a little money from you, Mr. Holland," said the man, proceeding straight to busi ness. "I want you to write a check to 'Cash' for the sum of $10,000, and do it quick, do you understand? I came prepared to enforce my demand," he added, drawing a bull dog revolver. "You have your check-book before you. l\fake no dela y or I shall kill you where you sit. This is a desperate chance I'm taking, consequently I ran 't afford to stand any fooling. It is a question of life or death for you." He quickly glided 'behi11d the anc1 almost paralyzed broker and jabbed the muzzle of the weapon The tone of the man's voice showed that he was in dead earnest, and the broker's face went white. He trembled so violently that the pen dropped from his nerveless :fingers. "Brace up and write!" gritted the rascal in his ear. "It's your life against $10,000." He emphasized his words by pressing the gtm deeper into :Jir. Holland's ribs. The broker realized 11is peril, and ta.k'ing up his pen pro ceeded to obey the man's directions. He tried to delay the operation in the hope that one of his clerks might enter the room, but the villain behind hastened action by pressing his weapon against his spine. "Time is passing," he snarled. "Write, or by--" At that critical moment the door opened and Frank en tered the officej hat in hand. He had brought an answer from the broker he had just visited and had come in to deliver it. For the moment the man and his female accomplice were disconcerted and almost at their wits enu. Then the rascal pulled himself together. "Get rid of him!" he hissed between his teeth, prodding the unfortunate broker with the muzzle of his revolver. Mr. Holland, raising his hand, attempted to speak. The look OD' his face startled Frank. He was sure something was wrong. "Go," said Mr. Holland, in a hollow voice. "I will see you presently." Frank hesitated, looked at the man who stood behind his employer, and then at the woman, whose face bore an ex pression he didn't like, glanced at the broker and then obeyed th<:> mandate, closing the door after him. "There's something wrong in there," he said, breathing quickly. "I'm sure there is. Mr. Holland looked fright ened. Can it be a hold-up game of some kind? What shall I do? It may be up to me to save the boss. Y ct how can I jnter:fere? S uppose, after all, I am and every thing is all right, what a figure I would make of myself butting in just because I imagined--" At that moment the woman came out of the private room, with a paper in her hand, and hastily left the office. On the spur of the moment Frank decided to follow her. Putting on his hat, he darted out aiter her. He caught sight of her entering one of the elevators, and he took to the sta irs, flying down two steps at a time. She was going out of the street door wnen he landed in the corridor. t. He hurried out after her and trailed her up the stdet to the Manhattan National Bank. That was where Mr. Holland kept his funds. She took her place in the line at the paying-teller's win dow. Frank, with his head down, darted past and entered the cashier's den. He hurriedly explained the situation to that gentleman. The cashier called in the bank detective and told him to


THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. 1'11 watch the woman, then he sent a few words on a pad to the "Please 0. K. that.check," she said. "I am in a grea.t paying-teller, and Uiking the telephone receiver off his desk hurry." asked to be connected with Holland's office. "This is a large amount for a check to 'Cash,'" remarked Kittie answered the call. the cashier, with the telephone receiver at his ear. "Please call Mr. Holland to the 'phone. Don't switch me "What difference does that make?" she demanded, on to his private wire, but bring him to the office 'phone." angrily. "Am I to get the money or am I not?" That's the way the cashier put it to the stenographer, and "One moment, madam. Take a seat." she WflS clearly surprised at so unusual a request. She refused to sit down, however, and tapped the floor Please tell me who you are, sir?" she asked. nervously with the toe of her French boot. "Mr. Forbes, cashier of the Manhattan National Bank. "I can't stay here all the afternoon," she cried, after a It i s a very important matter that I wish to speak to Mr. minute had passed. "If you won't honor that check I'll Holland about." have to take it back to Mr. Holland." "But why not let me switch you on to his wire?" At that moment Mr. Holland's voice reached the cashier's "I have my reasons, young lady," replied the cashier, ear. s harply. "Is that you, Mr. Forbes?" came in agitated tones. "Hold the wire, then, please," answered Kittie. "Yes She hurriedly left the counting-room and entered the "Has a check to 'Cash' for $10,000 been presented at the pri v ate office. bank?" Mr. Holland and his rascally visitor were seated close to"Yes." g e ther. 1 "Has it been paid?" "Mr. Forbes wishes to speak to you on the office 'phone, "Not yet. The person is here." Mr. Holland," said Kittie. "Don't pay it, then, but arrest the woman." "Mr. Holland will come in a moment, miss," said the "That's all I want to know, sir," replied the cashier, caller, with his basilisk gaze on the distressed broker. "He hanging up the receiver. is v ery busy ju s t now." Then he made a sign to the detective, who was standing Kittie looked inquiringly at her employer, and he meoutside the glass door. chanically said: The bank officer entered the room. "Yes yes; I will be there in a minute." "You will hold this woman in the bank till I can get an Then the s tenographer left the room. officer here to take her -in oha.rge," he said. Going to the phone she told the cashier that Mr. Holland The woman uttered a scream of rage and made a break would talk to him in a few moments .... for the door, but the detective grasped her by the arm and At the bank, when the woman reached the window and held her. passed in the check, the teller looked searchingly at her. Frank, who had passed out into the corridor by another "Jus t take this down to the cashier's office and have it door, was a witness of her capture. 0. K. d please." She was not easily subdued, however. "What for?" asked the woman, sharply. Like a panther at bay, she turned on the detective. Sh e kn e w well enough that a check to "Cash" is payable Placing her hand at her breast she flashed, a keen to "Bearer" without identification. stiletto and struck the officer on the hand with it, making a "Bec ause that is our way of doing busine s s," replied the nasty wound. tell e r p o litely. Then, tearing herself loose, she started to fly. Th e woman hesitated. Fra.nk saw her stab the detective and dash out of the She didn't like the outlook. door. "This way, madam," said the detective, who was at her his arms around her and held her elbow, taking her gently by the arm. "The cashier's room as ma VlBe. is the other end of the corridor." She kicked and screamed, raising grea.t excitement in the "Do you refuse to honor this check?" demanded the bank, but the young meRs enger swung her off her feet and woman of the teller in an angry tone, paying no attention rushed her back into the cashier's room, where she was overto the bank detective. powered. "You will have to comply with our rules, madam," reThe detective 'waB allowed to run. out to a neighboring pli ecl the teller. dn1g store to have liis wound attended to, and by the time "You are blocking the line, madam," interposed the de-he got back the patrol wagon with two-policemen was at tective. the door and the furious woman was being loaded into it. Seeing that she couldn'j; g e t the money, she yielded with Frank, after seeing her driven away, returned to the very bad grace and walked down to the cashier's office. office, pleased to think that he had been largely instrumental She was getting nervous and a bit excited, for she knew in saving his employer :from being done out of a. big sum that time was passing and that her companion had al'l'8.Ilged of money. to give her only a certain interval in which to cash the Mr. Holland, after he had listened to his story, could check.. scarcely thank him enough for the part he had played in When Frank saw her coming he stepped into another the affair. room. As a substantial token of his appreciation he handed the She entered the cashier's office. hoy his check for $500 before he went home.


18 THE PRI.N"CE OF WALL STREET. CHAPTER XI. THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. A ll t h e morning papers had the story of the holding up of Broker Holl and at the point of a revolver m his own office for a check of $ 1 0,000 made payable to "Cash," and described how the scheme was frustrated through the wit of Messenger F r ank Whiteley. The story, of course, interested all Wall Street, for 'most any other broker stood a chance of running up against the same kind of game at the hands of any man or woman des p erate enough to attempt it. Soon after nine the office was full of tra ders that had d ropped in to congratulate Holland over his good luck in h aving such a valuable office boy. Whil e waiting for the broker to show up the crowd pro ceeded to make a hero of Frank It seemed to be the general opinion in Wall Street that m orn i ng that Frank was the very prince of messengers, and h ad Holland expressed his intention of going out of bt1si ness there certainly would have been a scramble among m any of the traders to seclll'e Whiteley for a messenger At any rate, Frank listened to all kinds of complimentary r emarks about himself, till it is a wonder that his head didn't grow abnormally large. F in al ly, he escaped into the counting room, but there he was u p against it just as bad . K i t tie had something to say; Gilmore, who had been pro mot ed to Lawrence job, had something to say; the cash ie r had something to say, and-but what's the use of men tioning them all? T he opinion was general that Frank had done a big thing, and he was forced to believe that he had. At any r ate, he had the boss's check for $500 in his pocket as a pretty good evidence of the fact. Frank and Mr Holland practically held a levee till close on to ten when there was a scattering of the traders in the dir ectio n of the Exchange. All the other messengers in the district piped Frank off w hen they saw him on the. street, and quite a lot of goodnatured chaff was flung in his direction At e l even o 'clock Frank and 1\Ir. Holland went to the Tombs Police Court to appear aga.inst the woman associate o f the rascal who had held the broker up for the check of $10 000. S he gave her name as Mrs Van Dyke, and she was held fo r the grand jury. Several detectives were out hunting for the man himself. Abo-ut noon Frank was sent to a broker in the Mills Bu ildi ng, and while waiting to get an interview he heard three brokerli discussing the nunored consolidation o f two r ailroads out West. O ne of the brokers asserted tha.t the merger was a. fact an d woul d be confirmed in a few days. "Ho w do you know that?" asked one of the others. "I've inside information to that effect," he answered. Y ou mean you think you have!' laughed the third man. "I kno w I have, and I've bought 20,000 shares of N. S. on t h e strength of it." "Is t h is a j o lly, or not?" asked the 'second man N o sir. If you chaps want to be on the sunny side of the market a week from now, buy N S. anJ you v ; o r d make any mistake "Why, N. S. has been in the doldrums for more than a year," said Number Three. "It's selling ten paints below what it did sixteen months ago." "And it will be selling tllirty paints higher t hs,n it is now, ten days hence." "If I was certain of that I woul d p11t every cent mt<> it I could beg or borrow." "What do yoti wa.nt me to do? Draw up an affidavit to that effect?" laughed the man who seemed t o be giving out the pointer "No. You might tell -us, however, how y ou c ame by your knowledge." "Well, my brother is secretary of the company Nuff said "Did your brother send you word about the consolida tion?" "You want to know too much all at once, Bradley. Can't you see through a millstone when there's a hole in it?" Whether they could or not, Frank thought he could. He judged tha t the broker was trying to put the others on to a good thing in a roundabout way, because he was bound by some arrMgement not to state the matter directly. He remembered, too, that he had seen statements in the newspapers about a possible consolidation between N S and a rival road, and these rumors had been repeated a.t different times. He judged that such a combination of interests would be highly beneficial to N S., and he decided to buy some of that stock on the strength of it. At MY rate, it was a pretty safe speculation, as the road was selling way down below what it ought to be worth. Accordingly, that afternoon he bought 1,000 shares of N. S., at 54, on margin. Three days afterward the news was confirmed and the stock began to boom. Frank immediately bought 700 additional shares at 57. He also passed the tip on to Ben, who coll ared 400 shares at 59. In a week N. S was selling at 80. Both boys sold out at a trifle above that, and Frank figured up that he had made $42,900 out of the deal, while Ben jubilantly announced th&t he was abou t $8,400 better off. Frank went in to hold a jollification meeting with Kittie, and to amaze her with his extraordinary good fortune. "So you're actually worth $50,000 ?" she excl aimed "That's right, or to be exact, $51,600 this minute." "Why, you're worth as muc h as some of the brokers down here she said. "Possibly." "No wonder you're called the Prince of Wall Street. If this keeps on y;u'll be called the king one of these days." "I shouldn't object, provided you would share my good luck as the queen," he replied, rather pointedly. "Why, aren't you awful I she said, blushing furiously "I hope not I'm out for two things, both rather ha.rel to capture, I'm afraid, but I still have hopes of getting there-a round million in money and a very pretty girl named Kittie Carter Good morning," and Frank thought i t about time to skip


THE PRI:N"CE OF WALL STREET. 19 \Yhat Kittie thought just then we don't know, but she is something of u. small capitalist himself, being worth over looked very warm for the next hour. $10,000, all made in the stock maJ:ket, will also honor us When she got back from lunoh she found a big box of her with his company." favorite candy and a bunch of violets on her table. "Does your sister loo!c like asked Kittie. She didn't have to indulge in much mental figuring to "Something, but of course she's ever so much betterdecide who had left the articles there, and she looked a8 if looking." she wasvery much pleased. "Then she must be quite pretty," repli e d Kittie, archly. "Mother," said Frank, when he got home that afternoon, Jo bouquets, Miss Carter, if you please," grinned "can you stand a shock?" Frank, rather pleased than otherwise. "I don't know that "A shock," she replied, looking nervous. "What do you she's any prettier than you are mean?" "I think you are throwing a bouquet yourself," she an" I mean that I've been speculating again, and I've--" swered, with a blush. "You've lost all your money." "Well, you deserve all I can lay at your feet, I "Do I look like as if I had ? Do I resemble in any way think you're the nicest girl in the world, and I don't care a candidate for the 'Down and Out Club?' No, mother, I who hears me say it." have simply made a whole lot of money this time." Kittie blushed still rosier and did not answer. "A whole lot!" 1"I expect my sister to fall in love with you," he went on; "Over $40,000. Don't scream, please, or the neighbors "and I hope you'll like her very much, too." will think you've been taken with a :fit. I'm worth just "I'm sure I shall if--" $51,600 How does that strike you?" She stopped suddenly. It was same little time before the little mother could "If what?" realize that her big, stalwart son was not jollying her. "Oh, nothing!" She could not understand how a messenger boy in Wall "Come now, you can't get out of it that wa.y. I must Street even could accumulate so much money as he had know the if." done in such a short time after he had once got started "I'm not going to tell you." "Well, it's a fact, mother, though messengers as a rule "Yes, you are. I insist on knowing. You said you were do not get rich so quick as that. But I've had exceptional sure you'd like her very much if-what?" luck in getting hold of :fine tips, and my brains have shown Kittie shook her head. me how to turn them to the best advantage." Wha.t she had almost said was "if she (Bessie) looked When Bessie home, Frank sprang the news on her, a nything like him" (Frank), but she didn't want to sa.y it and she nearly fell o:ff the lounge she was sitting on. 11hcn she recollected herself, and Whitelef couldn't make Whereupon her grabbed her around the waist and her acknowledge the uncompleted sentence made her e:irecute a mild kind of Indian war-dance with Next day, about one o'clock, Bessie appeared at the office him about the room. in her "best dress." "Why, Frankie!" she cried, brea.thlessly, "you never Kittie had also dressed herself with extra care in a.n-can mean that you actually have made all that money." ticipation of the meeting "I always mean what I say, sis. The whole family down Each girl wanted to-make a favorable impression on the to the baby (the baby was ten years old) are going to have other, and they succeeded brand-new outfits to celebrate the event You can begin In fact, they cottoned, as the saying is, at once; and were picking yours out as soon as you please." soon chatting together like old friends, much to Frank's There was a hot time in the flat that night as soon. as the delight. younger brothers and sisters heard the news, and there was Ben soou came in and the four started for a nearby res a hot time around the block next day when the younger taurant, where Whiteley ordered the best in the way of a Whiteleys, with a good deal of pride, circulated the news. lunch that the place could produce. Every girl of any age at all decided that she was only too The girls, being both very pretty and vivacious, attracted willing to be something more than a sister to the young a great deal of notice at' the table, and many admiring fellow whom all the grown people had nicknamed the Prince glances were cast in their direction. of Wall Street Frank let Ben do the polite to his sister, while he monopolized as much of Kittie's attention as he could. CHAPTER XII. FRANK GATHERS IN SEVENTY THOUSAND DOLLARS. "I think it's about time that you became acquainted with my sister, Kittie," said Frank on the following day, which was Friday "I shall be very glad to know her," replied the fair stenographer, with a smile. "That's what I thought. She's quite anxious to know you, too, for she says I have talked so much about you that I have aroused her curiosity. Se's coming over here to morrow at one o'clock and, if you don't object, we'll go to lunch together. My friend, Ben Webster, who, by the way, "If you have no objection, Miss Carter, we'll boat down to the Island this a.fternoon and see a few of the new sights of the season," he said, eagerly Kittie was not opposed to this arrangement, which had been decided on between Frank and his sister, and so they took the next boat down the bay. They had a bang-up time, the expense being divided by the two boys, a nd after a swell dinner at one of the big hotels they passed the evening at various amusement re sorts until they felt it was time to return. Ben took Bessie home, leaving Fra.nk to do the same for Kittie. . The wealthy young messenger made the most of his op-


20 THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. portunities to impress on the stenographer the fact that he considered her i.he whole thing with him, and she seemed very happy in his society After that, Kittie and Bessie saw a good deal of each other, and grew to be great churns Bes sie soon found out that Kittie was a good deal in love ll'ith her brother, and she, aware o.f Frank's feelings on the subject, gave him. several hints that sent him into a second heaven of happiness. In fact, before the summer was ov'er Frank and Kittie were next door to being engaged, though he hadn't as yet asked her the important qu e stion. It was about this time that Mrs. Van Dyke was tried, con victed and sent to the woman's prison up the State. Her associa te in wickedness hacl not been captured, and the police seemed to have a ba.ndoned their efforts to catch him. One clay in the early part of September Frank found out. tha,t plans were under way by a clique of brokers to corner a well-lmown stock, which was going at 89. He got his information through his sister, who was very friendly with a certain young lad y who ran a public stenographer's office in the same building whe:rc she worked. A wealthy young broker had become smitten with the stenographer, who had been doing work for him for some time, and comip.g into her office one ilay, under the in fluence of several mint juleps, he hacl grown uncommonly confidential, and told her that he could offer her a chance to some extra money. This young l!. dy was not letting any chances of that kind get by her, and she worked her cards so well that the broker gave the snap away to her. As she was not accustomed to do any speculating, ancl knowing from Bessie that Frank was something of an ex pert in a small way, she asked Bessie if her brother would execute a commission for her in that line. Be ssie said that s he was sure he would gladly do so if she asked him. The young lady then told her that she had $500 that she wanted to put into B. & L., and said that Bessie's brother would make some money, too, if he bought a few shares of the stock himself. Bessie was immediately foterested, and succceeded in all the particulars from her friend. That night she handed the information over to Frank. "This looks like a pretty good thing, Bess," said Frank. "I'll go aro1md to your office to-morrow some time and you can take me.upstairs and introduce me to Miss French." Accordingly, Frank presented him self next day at one o'clock at his sister's place of business, and was introduced to the public stenographer. They had quite a talk together, at the end of which Miss French handed Frank her money, and he promised to put it up on B. & L. on the usual margin, agreeing to loan her about $400 so that she could get 100 shares "You are very kind, Mr. Whiteley," she sa id, with a smile "I only expected to be able to buy 50 shares." mention it, Miss French.. Your tip is worth tha.t easily. We both ought to make a good thing out of this." This time he didn't go to th.e little bank, but to a well k:nown broker, where he bougiht the 100 shares for Miss French, subject to his oll'n ord e r, ancl 5,000 s hares for hiI T\ self. This was a big deal for him, as it took about $45,000 cover the margin. He did not forget to put Ben on to it, and that lad, who was willing to swear by his chum's sagacity, immediately went to the little bank and bought 800 shares of B. & L. at the same figure, namely 89. In a week the stock wa.s selling around 95. Then it began to boom in goocl earnest, and two days afterward had climbed to 103. Frank called on Miss French. "I think we'd better sell out," he said to her. "It will probably go higher, but I don't think it is wis e for u s to take the risk of hanging on for the last dollar." "Use your own judgment about it, Mr. Whiteley," she replied. "Whatever you do will be perfectly satisfactory to me." Accordingly, Frank sold out his own holdings and hers at 103 5 -8. That gave him a profit of $70,000, and Miss French made $1,450. Ben held on a little longer, getting 104 3-8 for his shares, and clearing the sum of $12,000, which raised his capital to $23,000. ":Efow much are you worth now, Frankie?" a.sked his sister that night, when he told her that he had closed out the deal "I am worth $122,000." "Gracious You'll be a rich man one of these days." "I hope so. I'm out for two things-a million and Kittie Carter." "You've as good as got Kittie already," smiled his sister. "Are you glad?" "Very. She's one of the nicest girls in the world." "I think her the nicest and you the next." With that he gave heT a kiss and waltzed her around the room. CHAPTER XIII. FRAN PASSES THE QUARTER OF A MILLION MARK. Several weeks elapsed and Frank attended to busines s in the same old way, just as if he wa n t worth a cent more than the average messenger on the street. Mr. Holland hadn't the least suspicion that the lad was worth over $100,000. If somebody had told him that fact, ancl been in a posi tion to prove it, he would have had a :fit. There was only one broker .in the Street who knew that Frank hacl made a big ha11l out of the market, ancl that was the trader who had executed the boy's commission for the 5,000 shares of B. & L. Still, he fully believed that Frank had been acting for Mr. Holland in the matter, for the idea that any rpessen ger boy could plank down a margin of $45,000 in cold cash didn't look at all reasonable. The broker, howev er, hadn't bothered his head about the matter, one way or the other. He got a good commission out of the transaction and that was all he cared about.


THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. 21 \\ hile it was certainly unusual for any broker to employ his mes senger in such a big transaction, still the trader gciesscd that Mr Holland lmew his own business. Frank had cautioned his sister not to let Miss French know how much he had made out of her tip for fear she might think that he hadn't been liberal enough with her. He ould gladly have given her a good deal more than the paltry $400; only he knew it would raise odd fancies in her head as to his :financial position. Ben also kept his private business pretty close. He didn't even tell his parents how successful he had been speculating in the market. He handed his mother small sums at odd times, telling her he had won the money in Wall Street, but this was the e.:ftent of her knowledge of his operations One day the office boy attached to Bessie's office left a note at Holland's "for Frank, who was out at the time. The cashier handed it to him when he got back. It contained the following wmds : "Dear Frankie--Come ovmto the office as soon as you are off to-day. Miss F. wants to see you about something of importance Don't fail. BESSIE." "I wonder if she's got hold of another tip?" said Frank to himself "I hope she has, for I'm hot on the trail of that million." Re retired to his seat and began to wonder ho w it felt to be worth a millio:n dollars in, good money. As there was nothing doing for awhile he went inside to have a word or two with Kittie. "Well, Miss Ca.rter," he said, "are you attending strictly to business?" ".Am I? Don't I look like it?" "You do, for a fact. You're the very pink of industry. I knew you were working too hard, so I came in to vary the monotony for a few minutes." "But I ha ven't any time to talk to you know. See that pile of statements?" "Sure I see them. You've got to cop:Y them all, haven't you?" She nodded, as she "'.ent ahead clicking her machine. "Well, I'm glad to see you have work enough ahead to keep you out of mischief." "Dear me, I like t.liat !" she said, with a pout "Don't do that, please." said Frank. "Don't do what?" "Pout your lips." "Why not?" "Because it's dangerous." "Dangerous!" she excla. imed. "Very. I might not be able to withstand the temptation of k;issing you before the whole office." "Oh!" she cried, blushingly, pushing him away "Stolen kisses are always th,e sweetest, you know," he went on. '"rhat reminds me, how many times did I kiss you last night at your house?" "Why, Frank Whiteley, you going crazy?" she asked, with rosy cheeks. "No. I'm keeping account of them in my private ledger, and I forgot to record last night's instalment Smee we became a little while ago I've had 9;999." "Oh, what a :fib!" "I can show you the record doWll in black and white. I think I had 101 last night, but I'm not sure "Will you please go ba,ck to your place outside." "You never asked me how I feel to be worth a hund red thousand." 1-''I never thought of it." "I'll bet I'll be worth two hundred thousand before the year is out." "I hope you will." "When I'm worth half a -million we'll get married, shall we?" "Don't talk nonsense." "Do you call--" The buzz of his electric bell told him that Mr. Rolland had returned and wanted him. I "There's your bell now. Go and answer it/' she said, mischievously. "I'm afraid I'll have to," he said, gliding away .At to four he walked into his sister's office. "I got your note, Bess," he said, going over to her desk. "Shall I run up and see Miss French?" "Yes. She's anxious to see you." Frank wasted no time with his sister, but hurried upstairs to a door on the next floor, which bore the legend-" Miss C. French, Public Stenographer." Miss French employed half a dozen gir l s and apparently had all the work she could handle. She welcomed Frank, with a smile, and led him over to her desk in a corner of her office. "You told me if I got another tip to l et you know," she said, when they were seated together. "Yes; have you got one?" "I'll let you see what I've got, and you can judge for vourself." "If it;s a good one I am willing to pay you a good price for it." "I don't want any pay for it, all I want is for you to manage the deal for me," if there is anything in it, same as you did before." "I'll gladly do that for you, but I'd like to pay you fo r the tip as well." "Oh, no; I wouldn't want you to do that. Here, read that," and she handed Frank a sheet od' notepaper, with some writing on it. Frank read it through. It was a note from one broker to anothe r of very recent date, in which the writer asked the other to go into a syn dicate that was going to boom a certain stock that had very little value It went on to state tha t the real object of the sqheme was to catch a certain big broker who had of late been uncom monly successful in his ventures. He was a shrewd old fellow, who never bought anything but rising stock, and then only after he had pretty good assurance that others were booming it. The writer said that he and a dozen others were going to buy up C. & A. shares, that had been a drug on the market for a long time. They were down to 15, and were not worth any m9'.'e. AB soon as they had got hold of all that were to be had they would start in to boom the price up to 30, which they


22 THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. ielt confident they would be able to do, and at the same time get word to the old broker in a confidential way that C. & A. was a mighty good proposition to get in on, as it was going to jump to 40 at least. As soon as he started to buy some shares as a feeler, they'd hold off so that the scarceness of the shares would encourage him to bite in downright earn.est They'd then unload on him by degrees, all the time forc ing up the price. When they got it a8 high as they thought it would go, they'd try to push the rest of the shares on him or others and scoop all they could After that they'd not support the stock any longer, and, as a consequence, it would break to the old price of 15 in no time at all. Tliat was the foxy scheme outlined by the writer, and he wanted his friend to go in and help cut the melon. "Where did you get this letter Miss French?" asked Frank. "It came inside a batch of work I got from the broker whose name is attached to it, and I discovered it while di viding the manuscript among my girls." "How did it strike you when you read it?" he asked. "Well, I thought it offered a chance for you and I to buy that stock v.iliile it is down, and then sell it when it got up to 30." "I'm afraid 1 it's a: risky speculation," replied Frank. "Do you think so?" she asked, with a disappointed look. "There is no assurance whatever that this clique of foxy brok ers will be able to force 0. & A. up to 30. It's what I call ,a bum stock-excuse the expression. Still being so low the brokers will no doubt easily be able to corner the supply. The question is, mhat will they be able to do with it after they get it? T.he writer appears to be confident that the scheme will go through. I think myself that it's a pretty mean trick to play on Broker Smythe, for i he bites he stands to lose a good ma:ny thousand dollars, which the other fellows propose to pocket." "Then you don't think we'd better touch it?" she said. "I'll think it over and let you know to-morrow." Frank handed her back the letter after reading it over once more very carefully, and soon after took his leave . He stepped back into his sister's office tosee if the ticker recorded any sales in C. &A. He found one of 2,000 shares at 15 3-8, and that was all. The matter occupied a good Cleal of his attention on his way home, and he finally decided that he would take the risk of buying 10,000 shares in the morning on a chance. He got it through the little bank at 15 1-2, and it went up to 16 during the day. At four o'clock he called on Miss French, told her what be had done, and said if she wanted to risk $1,600 he would get her 1,000 shares "Do you advise me to do so?" she asked him. "J;t's a risk," he said. "You must decide for yourself." "But you say you bought 10,000 shares which cost you $15,500 in margin. If you are willing to risk so much money I guess I may, too. I had no idea you were worth st> much." "Oh, I made a good thing out of that tip of yours, you must remember," replied Frank, evasively. "I didn't think you made near so much as ftat." "Yes, I made all of that .,, "Well, I'll let you have $1,600 to-morrow any time you call for it." "All right," replied Frank, "I'll be around after it." He called next day and got the money. In the meantime, however, C. & A. advanced to 17. Frank said nothing about it but added $100 Ml her amount and bought her 1,000 shares of the stock He also bought 20,000 more shares for himself. The broker to whom he gave the order could only get him 10,000 shares in small lots at first, besides Miss 1,000. It took three days to get the balance at an average qf 18 J-2. J The stock kept on going up for the next five days, when it reached 25. 'rhen he ordered his broker to get rid of it in small lots. Miss French's went first at 25 1-8, giving her a profit of $8,000 . Then 5,000 shares of Frank's :went at 25. Five thousand more went by degrees, at an average of 24 The broker then held off for awhile, and the stock ad vanced to 26, at .which he let out 5,000 shares Then, by Frank's directions, he dumped a 5,000 lot on the market to test the syndicate that was trying to hold the price. It was taken at 24. Frank's broker succeeded getting rid af 5,000 shares more a t an average of 23, and the last 5,000 shares at 21. The whole business was successfully put through by the expertness of the young messenger's broker, who saw from the first that he was dealing with a delicate. problem, for the syndicate's representative, having sold a good many shares to the man picked for a victim, was anxious to dis cover i .the same man was unloading himself, at a small profit. Frank cleaned up $195,000, after deducting all expenses, and when the broker was ready to make a settlement he asked the boy whom he represented in the matter. "I represent myself and nobody else," replied the young mes senge r. The broker winked ancl said no more, but he was sure that Holland was at the bottom of it. However, h e was perfectly satisfied, for he had earned, in commission and interest, a matter of $10,000 without hav ing tak en any risk whatever. As for Miss French, she was tickled to death at the amount of money she had won, and declared to Bessie that her brother was the Prince of Wall Street. CHAPTER XIV. FRANK CEASES TO BE A MESSENGER. After Frank got out of 0. & A. he watched it on the ticker to see how it would go. "I guess I've made that syndicate pretty sick," he chuckled ''Those 31,000 shares cost them about $335,000, for I unloaded at a time when they didn't want to lose their grip on the stock. If chaps ain't mighty care ful in getting rid of their big holdings they are likely to find themselves large losers instead of gainers by their art-


THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET :..l3 ful plan to do up Mr. Smythe It would serve them well right.' C. & A. went as high as 27, and after remaining at that figur and its fractions, began steadily to decline again From the number 0 shares tha t changed hands, Frank jndgec1 that the syndicate was unloading as quietly as po s sible. Inside of a week it was down to 18, and finally it got back to its old position of 15 Whether the combination had made or lost money by the deal, or whether Smythe, the broker, had been caught for any amount, the boy had no means of learning At any rate, he was satisfied that he had made the most out of the transaction, and haa no kick coming Frank had conducted his last deal without saying a word to Ren. Consequently, his chum had no idea that he had made such a big winning. "I guess I won't say anything to him about it," thought Frank. "He might think I ought to have let on it. As a matter of fact, I wasn't dead sure 0 the deal at any stage 0 the game, and wouldn't have touched it only I had so much money at my back that I was willing to take the risk." So Frank said nothing about C & A to Ben. Only his mother, Bessie and Kittie knew how Fich he had become inside of two weeks, and they naturally kept mum on the subject at his particular request Frank was beginning tO think that it was high time for him to advance up the ladder. He figured that he had been a messenger long enough "When a fellow is worth $317,000 he begins to think that he is entitled to some recognition in the community," he told himself. "What's the use of working for $9 per week, when I've capital enough to earn $15,000 a year, if I merely loaned it out on bond and mortgage. Well, New year's will see my finish as a messenger, bet your life I'm going to strike out or myself and hnsUe for that million The new yeaJ' was only two months away, so Frank worked faithfully until that time came around, and then he surprised Mr. Holland by tendering his resignation as mes senger. The broker immediately o.ffered to give him a place in his counting-room if he would remain in his employ, but Frank declined, on the score that he expected to de> much better. "Are you going into another business, 'Frank?" Mr. IIolland asked, with some curiosity. "It seems to me that you are making a mistake in cutting loose from the Street. You appear to be well adapted to Wall Street, in my opin ion, and if you woulcl only stick I feel sure that some day you might become a broker, a.nd a successful one, too "No, sir; I am not going to leave the district I am about to take a small office and devote all my time to the stock market." Mr. Holland looked at him in astonishment. "You haven't gone crazy, young man, have you ?" "I hope not, sir," he answered, respectfully. '' lifay I ask if it is your intention to speculate i n stocks?" "It is." "On what capital, pray?" "Something over $300,000." "How much?" ga:sped the amazed t r ader Frank repeated the amo unt. "Do you mean to say that you h ave $300, 000 ?" "I have The broker whistled softly and looked Ftank in t h e e y e, but tlie lad met his gaze with an expression which per suaded him that the r e m ust b e something in his l a t e me s s enger's words. "Have you fal l en heir t o a fortune?" "No, sir." "Then how is it that you have so m u ch money?" "I made it right here in the .Street, sir, during the p as t year "You made i t in the Street-you made it in the---" The broker scratched his headland looked at Frank much as a natu ralist woul d gaze at a new species of anima l life. "Yes, si r. I am ready to exp l ain, you wis h to hear me "I will l isten to you Then Frank told him how, starting with the sum of $15 0 that he received from the millionaire automobilist for hav ing prevented old Mr. Partridge from being run over, he. had speculated in vario u s stocks, aided by tips he received from different quarters, and had been uniformly successful in each venture, by which h e ha:d accumulated the sum men tioned I -IE, to l d Mr. Holland how he had cleaned up n early $200,000 a short time since by his sharp venture i n C & A stock, and given a black eye, he felt sure, to the syndicate that was booming the dea l. When he finished his story the broker caught him by the hand "To think that I never suspected that you were doing anything on your own account. Why, I can't understand how you managed it without neglecting your duties." "Did I ever, to your kno edge, neglect my duty, sir?" "I am bound to say that ou did not. You have been a model messenger in every respect I have heard you called 11. hundred times the Prince of Wall Street by VM'ious brok ers who admired your activity and grit. Why, if this news got out on the you would be regarded as a prodigy, which, indeed you are. I can't say that I blame you want ing to give up the position of messenger when you have been rn successful as a young operator But still you are tak ing a great risk with this fortune which yon have so won der.fully acquired. Men more than that amount in an down here by a bad turn 0 the market. Be carefu l how yo1i go to work, young man, or you may wake up with a rude jolt to find yourself suddenly penniless "I expect to take that chance," replied Frank, resolutely Before the interview terminated, Mr. Holland gave him a lot of good advice, and told him that any time he wanted that he thought would be of advantage to him that he would gladly help him out. "Thank you, sir," and with those words he got up, s h ook hands with the broker and left his employ foreve r. Frank hired a modest little room in a Wal l Street office building, giving Mr. Holland as his reference, furnished i t up to su i t his ideas, and proceeded to l ook t h e field of speculation well over He subscribed for the principal financial j ournals and


THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. took in the dailies that made a specialty of Wall Street in te lli gence. He studied the prospects of different stocks, and went as deep into the situation as his experience and facilities permitted him to do. For some time he noticed accounts in the press about the fight of rival factions to obtain the control of United Trac tion, the holding company of the consolidated electric rail ways of New Jersey, and the matter interested him greatly. He wondered whether the party now in control would succeed in holding on, or whether the opposition interests would prevail, and a new board of directors and officers be elected. The stock was gilt-eaged and hard to get even at 150, which was ten points higher than it had been quoted for a long time. But there was enough stock held on the outside to make the fight for control a matter of some doubt to both factions, and their endeavors to get hold of as many of these floating shares as possible caused the rise. Both intere ts had their brokers on the. lookout for any that was offered, and both sides kept acquiring, by degrees, about the same quantity of stock. Altogether, the affair seemed to be a battle royal. qHAPTER XV. FRANK SEOURES AN OPTION ON UNITED TRACTION. "I wish I was the owner of a good-sized block of United Traction," Frank said to himself one morning after read ing some of the latest developments in the case. "I fancy I'd be able to make a good thing out of it. This is where the advantages of being a millionaire counts. When you have unlimited capital you can often step in and reap a harvest of money. That's how it is that our multi-million aires often clean up several millions of profit in a day. That carries out the old Bi.Plical quotation that 'to him that hath shall be given more,' while he that hath nothing shall get it in the neck." He knew that there wasn't much show of his getting hold of enough shares to be able to make any play on the lines he had in his mind, so he dismissed the matter from his thoughts. Having finished reading all the important news of the stock market, he put on his hat and went out, with the intention of going over to the Visitors' Gallery of the Ex change. As he came out into the corridor he almost ran into a little old woman ih dark clothes who was standing outside his door, with a look of bewilderment on her face. "Can I do anything fol'. you, madam?" he. inquired. "I am looking for the office of the United Traction Co.," she said. "You're in the wrong building, madam. Their offices are next door. I will take you there if you wish." She looked into his boyish face, with its kindly expression, and she seemed to take an instant fancy to him. "Thank you," she answered. "Could I ask you a favor?" Certainly, madam." "I would like a drink of water. I feel quite faint. I am an old woman and not accustomed to the city. The noise a.nd bustle has greatly upset me." "S(ep right into my office," said Frank, as gallantly as if she was a handsome young lady. "I will get you a drink and you may rest until you are quite recovered." She thanked him once more and permitted him to escort her inside. He handed her to a seat alongside his desk and brought her a glass of water. "I suppose you live in the country, madam," said Frank. "Yes. I have lived nearly all my life at Flanders, Long Island. I only come to New York on rare occasions. I hold a gooc1 deD.l of stock in the United Traction Co. I have decided to sell this stock, as I see by the paper that it has gone up quite a bit. That is the reason, I came to the city this morning." "How many shares 11ave you got, madam?" The old lady opened her bag and took out a bundle of certificates. She handed them to Frank. He looked them over and saw that they .footed up 10,000 shares of .first preferred tock, the actual market value of which at that moment was $1,500,000. He regarded the little old woman in some astonishment. There wasn't a thing about her that would lead one to suspect that she was worth money. "Are you Mrs. Elizabeth Townsend, the person in whose name these certificates stand?" he asked. She nodded. "Then you are quite a rich woman. These certificates worth a million and a half at this moment." She nodded again, as if aware of that fact. Frank, in the meanwhile, was thinking rapidly. "You intend to take these shares to the traction com pany and sell them?" "Yes," she replied. "I received a note from the presi dent a few days ago saying that he would be glad to buy my stock at the market price, if I wished to sell it. Ile said that this was a good time to sell, anjl that he would send a representa.tive of the company to see me. I decided to come to the city and call at the office myself." "Madam, would you sell that stock to me at the market rate?" It was the lady's turn to look surprised. "Why-why!" she exclaimed. "You are only a boy." "I know it, madam. I'm a boy in years and appearance, but I think I'm a man in business ability. At any rate, I've made $000,000 out of $150 within a year, and I think that ought to be some evidence that I can get along in the world." "Is it possible! How did you do it?" Frank proceeded to tell her how he had done it. She became intensely interested in his recital and asked him many questions, not only about his stock operations, but also about himself, and he frankly told her how his father had died a few years since, leaving his mother and several young brothers and sisters dependent on the exer tions of his sister and himself; and how he and Bessie had put their shoulders to the wheel and tried to do their best to keep the wolf from the door, and had succceeded. The little old lady appeared .to be deeply impressed with his energy and smartness, and expressed her favorable opin ion of him in no uncertain terms.


THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. 25 ow, mada.ip," he said, coming back to the :mi"tterthat interested him, "will you sell me your stock?" "But how can you pay for it?" she replied. "You have only about $300,000." "Will you give me an option on it for thirty days at 150? I will pay you $100,000 on account, and you will hold the certificates in your possession, subject to my order at any time within that time. l.f I fail to take the stock by the end of that time I will forfeit the money, and then you will have the right to sell the shares to the company, or anybody else." "You want thirty days in which to raise the million and a half ? Can you do it in that time ?" "If I wasn't pretty certain that I could I wouldn't risk so large a sum as $100,000i would I, madam?" "True," she answered, hesitatingly. "I wouldn't like to take your money if you failed to do so." "Madam, this is purely a business transaction, and not one of sentiment. You are taking the risk that the stock might go down in value in thirty days, therefore you are entitled to protect yourself. If, on the contrary, the stock should go up I would be the gainer. You are also entitled to the interest on $1,500,000 at the market rate for what ever portion of the thirty days you hold this stock subject to my order. The $100,000 deposit protects your claim to that." After some further ta-lk the old lady consented to sell him the certificates on the plan he had outlined, and he drew up a paper fully covering the maj;ter, which he read to her, and to which she affixed her signature. before a notary. So Frank, after that, gave his exclusive attention to United Traction. To his great satisfaction he saw from all accounts that the issue was going to be a mighty close one. He got a letter from old Mrs. Townsend, saying that she had been twice visited by re..presentatives from the com pany, who sounded her about wheJ:her she wished to dispose of her stock or not, and when. they found that she would give them no definite answer on the subject, according to an arrangement between her and Frank, they offered her inducei:nents to cast her votes by proxy for the present board of directors. seem to be getting interesting," chuckled F;rank, ai'ter readmg her letter. Ile wrote her a reply, requesting her to inform any other representative of the company that called upon"her that he (Whiteley) heltl a thirty-day optt'On on the 10,000 shares, anu would have to be eonsiuerc

THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET. "I am sorry to disappoint you, but I will not sell at your price." "V:ery well," answered Mr. Rowe, rising to go. "If you should change your mind before Friday you will find me in m:y office next door, between ten and folu." That ended the interview. Frank immediately went out, hired a space in the most prominent part of the Wall Street Oracle, and inserted the following advertisement: United Traction Stock for Sale.-Offers will be received on a considerable block of shares of the United Traction Company of New Jersey. FRANK WHITELEY, Room 803, Palisade Building, Wall Street. At nine thirty next morning Frank had a visitor. He, too, 'was surprised to l earn that the boy was the prin cipal in the office. "How many shares of United Traction hav e you, and what do you want for it? The closing price yesterday l:lt the Exchange was 156." "I control ten thousand shares and--" "How many shares?" cried the man, fairly springing from his seat. "Ten thousand." "Can you deliver that number of shares inside of tw euty:our or forty-eight hours?" "I can deliver them in one hour." "How much do you ask for the block?" "It's up to you." "I'll offer you 160." "I can do much better. I have no doubt but the presi dent of the traction--" At that point the door opened and a gentleman entered the room. Frank didn't know him, but his visitor evidently did, and he began to look excited and nervous. "I'd like to see Mr. Frank said the new comer. "That's my name. Take a seat please. I will be at lib erty in a moment." "Excuse me, but are you the Frank Whiteley who adver tised for offers on United T raction stock in the Oracle this morning?" "Yes, sir. Do you wish to make a bid? I am open to an offer." 'rhe oth er man hastily wrote the following words on a pad and passed the paper to Frank: "I'll give 170. This is confidential." Frank smiled and looked at his second visitor. That gentleman picked up a pad from Frank's desk and wrote: "I'll give you 165 for your block of 10,000 shares." The young operator turned both bids down, and looked at his first visitor. "Is that your best offer, sir?" The other glared at the second caller, and thinking his bid must have been higher than his own, made a second bid of 185. "You will hf!-Ve to make a higher bid, Mr.--, you didn't mention your name," said Frank, who was beginning to enjoy the situation, turning to the lastcomer. That gentleman, looking daggers at the first man, raisecl his bid to 175. "Well, sir, it's up to you," sa id Frank to the first man, who, not knowing that he was already ten points to the good, raised his offer to 200. The young operator then turned to the other again. "You must mal{e a better offer.if you want that stock?" he said. The gentleman, who was perspiring freely, and much ex cited, suddenly grabbed up the pad again and wrote : "201." The first visitor sprang to his feet in a rage. "If you've bid higher than 200 you can have the stock, Mr. Drew. I wish vou luck with it." He put on his and rushed from the office. "Is my offer acce pted, Mr. Whiteley?" askec1 the presi dent of the Traction Co., for such he now acknowledged himself to be. "It is," replied Frank. "When can the stock be d e livered?" "At once. It is in the custody of the J e:fferson Trust Company. Bring me a certified check to my order for $610,000, and another to the order of the trust company for $1 ,400,000, and I will go with you to the company and arrange the transfer." The president of the Traction Co. nodded and withdrew. In half an hour he was back with the checks, and they went to the trust company together. Frank pres e nted the larger check to the company in full payment for the stock, and then settled the interest charge in cash. : The certificates were handed to him and he passed them to Mr. Drew. That settled the deal and Frank went back to his office, conscious that he was now worth over three-quarters of a million. "I'll get the other quarter before the year is out," he said, contentedly, and he did, for the mining stock he had received as a present from ?ld Mr. Partridge turned out to be worth several dollars a share two ye1JJrs from the da y he go.t it. When he had over a million in money he went to Mrs. Carter and said that he was now prepared to wed Kittie. There was no objection to this, and three months from that day, with Ben W ebstc r as his best man, he and Kittie became man and wife. "I never thought I should become a princess," she la. u g h ingly said after the ceremony was over; "but it seems I have, for I've married Tm<: PRINOE OF WALL STREET." THE END. Read "STARTING HIS OWN BUSINESS; OR, THE BOY WHO CAUGHT ON," which will be the next num ber (95) of "Fame and Fortune Weekly." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekly are always in print. 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Si.mpson Cross, a Liverpool naturalist, has received from Prince Fushimi a magnificent silver-mounted cloisonne vase as a gift from the Emperor of Japan in recognition of his I11fesent to the Mikado of a British bulldog a year ago. To expressions of a natural impatience Mr. Lincoln op posed a placid front. More than that, he was placid. He lmew Secretary Stanton's intense, irritable nature. He knew how the excitement of the time tried men's tempers and shattered their nerves. He himself, apparently, was the only one who was not to be allowed the indulgence of giving way. So Mr. Stanton's indignations passed unnoticed. The two men were often at variance when it came to matters of disci pline In the army. On one occasion, I have heard, Secretary Stanton was particularly angry with one of the generals. He was elosiuent about him. "I would like to tell him what I think of him!" he stormed. "Why don't you?" Mr. Lincoln agreed. "Write it all down -do." Mr. Stanton wrote his letter. When it was finished he took it to the President. The President listened to it all. "All right. Capital!" he nodded. "And now, Stanton, what are you going to do with it?" "Do with it? Why, send it, of course!" "I wouldn't," said the President. "Throw It tn the waste paper basket." G. A. Kessler, the New Yorker who has bought Riverdale, Bourne End, on the Thames, where the Harvard crew trained last fall, will spend $150,000 in renovating it. For one thing he will put 3,000 electric lights in the house and grounds. The mansion will be known hereafter as New York Lodge. More than 1,000 men from a torpedo flotilla at Harwich, England, were given shore leave on May 1, and early in the afternoon there was not a drop of beer left in the saloons of the town. Thirsty customers had to be regretfully turned away. Now that trade, although on a small scale, is passing freely between Calcutta and Lhasa, the but recently mysterious city of Tibet, it is reported that the of Tibet exhibit eager ness to know more of the outside world. The outside world was long curious about them, and now the reverse occurs. But the Tibetans will not encounter the obstacles that we did to the gratification of their curiousity. A pass feet high must be traversed in reaching Tibet from Ifidia, but the route is open all the year round, and the trip canlbe made without much difficulty by those who are accustomed to high altitudes. Tibet contains borax, nitre, rock salt, iron, silver, copper, gold, turquoise and lapis-lazull, besides musk and furs. A railroad over the Himalayas into Tibet is now suggeijted. Announcement in a Communist paper in Moscow: "Marie Petroff, of Alexandroffsky Prospekt, Moskow, asks the par don of the Union of Moscow Cooks and of her cook, Marushka Ivanoff, whom she struck in a fit of temper. She pays 8 rubles to the funds of the Union of Moscow Cooks." Pasco, the capital of Junin in Peru, is the highest city in the world. It is built on a table land fourteen thousand two hundred and seventy-five feet above the sea level. The Dutch cities are the lowest, being sevaral feet below the level of the sea. Marriage ceremonies in India are full of pretty incidents. The chief incident of the better class Hindoo marriage cere mony is called the Bhaunri. It is the sevenfold circuit of a tree or post, or' seven steps taken in unison. The seven steps are the seven grades of life. 'f-he husband, often a boy of fourteen, walks round and round solemnly with the end of his coat tied to the end of the cloth which his girl-wife wears on her head, symbolical of their union. All the time they do this they must not look at each other, but upward. The Hindoo is bound to invite his whole caste, within a reasonable distance, to his wedding. Fireworks play an im portant part in the rejoicings incident to an Indian mar riage. The marriage season is limited to two or three months of the year. Beggars in Persia ride on donlrnys and often make long journeys. How they manage to obtain these useful animals or even to exist themselves is beyond European comprehen sion. The Persian tramp, astride his donkey, will journey as far as Meshed or Mecca, when he returns with the title of "Hadji." Useful as the donkey is to his mendican4; master the latter often treats him in a most brutal fashion. When the unfortunate animal needs encouragement a piece of chain ls a frequent substitute for a whip. JOKES AND JESTS. Neighbor-No one ever hears you and your husband ex changing 'words. Do you get along so excellently together? Wife-Not at all; but we discovered that the maid listened at the door. Now we quarrel only on Sunday afternoon between three and six, when. she is out of the house. He-Harold' has at last made his rival bite the dust! She-Really? How? He->Took him out for a spin in his auto! Fair One-Aren't you going to have your regular lifesaving drill to-day? Valiant Old Life-Saver-What! When it looks like rain any minute? "Here, Billy!" called the old man, "run out an' crack the ice in the well; I want to git that watermelon that I drapped down yesterday during the sunshine to git cool!" Dingley-I suppose your wife makes home a paradise for you? Newlywed-Er-yes; she's generally harping. Senator Tillman was attacking an offender who had pleaded a hypocritical and false excuse. "Why," he cried, "the man is worse than that rich coal dealer who said to his weigh clerk during a blizzard: 'Jim, make that ton of coal for Mrs. Smith 250 pounds short. She is a poor, delicate widow, and she wlli have to carry all of it up two steep flights of stairs. I don't want her to overtax her strength.'" On one occasion a person entered Prof. Agassiz's room with a picture which he desired to sell, denominated a "Birds-eye View of Cambridge.'' The professor contemplated it for a moment, lifted his eyes, looked at the vendor of the picture, and said with his characteristic accent: Well, I thank my God zat I am not a bird."


'28 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. BURIED GOLD OR THE rlYSTERY. OP THE LIGHTHOUSE By Col. Ralph Fenton. There had always been extant a tradition in Southport of gold. The legend had it that old Captain Fisher, an old -time pirate captain, had at one time made his rendezvous upon the storm-bound cape. 'l'here, it was said, he had buried a vast treasure. Just where it was buried, of course, was the mystery. All manner of futile search had been made. Somehow, there was a popular belief that the gold would be found under the old lighthouse on the point. This had long been in disuse since the new light had been constructed on the other side of the cape. It was fast crumbling to decay, the huge stones of which it was built having toppled, and threatening to fall. A heavy network of vines covered the east side, and this, perhaps, in part served to break the force of the terrible northeast gales to which it was most of the time exposed. At the base of the cJi.ff, snug against toe wall, there was built a homely fisher hut, the abode of old Jerry Proctor, and Ann, his wife. Old Jerry was a fisherman, and had at one time been the master of the light in its palmy days. He was the only person in Southport supposed to be at all familiar with the ins and outs of the lighthouse. ''If anybody knows the location of old Captain Fisher's butied treasure, it ought to be Jerry Proctor," averred Sam Woods, an enterprising young lawyer of the town. "As for myself, I doubt if it ever existed, except in somebody's very fertile imagination." Hiram Goodhue, the magnate of the town, and a grasping speculator, overheard this remark. "That may be," said old Goodhue, in a rasping way, "but I don't believe he knows anything at all about it. If he does, would he not long since have brought out the wealth and spent it?" "Not necessarily," replied the young lawyer, coolly. "Jerry is somewhat of a miser himself. I have no doubt that he has a small fortune of his own stored away somewhere." "Humph!" exclaimed Goodhue. "It is time that he devoted some of it to the purchase of a cleanly suit of clothes and made an appearance at church. He has not been out of oil skins since I can remember." Sam's face flushed a little. "Indeed, Mr. Goodhue," he said, in an acrid tone, "I hardly see how you can afford to criticise old Jerry so severely. He has earned his money by honest work, not by defrauding widows and orphans. As for his attending church, I know personally that in his own heart he is a good Christian." Hiram Goodhue shrugged his shoulders and tugged away at his side-whiskers. "I can understand your interest in him, sir, and why you should defend him. I believe Miss Olive Martin is his niece.' Sam's face flushed. "My regard for Miss Martin does not in any way bias my opinion of Jerry Proctor!" he retorted. 1 They were at the moment upon the steps of the Sea Bird Inn, the resort hotel of the place. Near them stood several men who were listening with idle interest. One of these was a tall young man with a swarthy com plexion. He seemed to listen eagerly, and there was a curious hungry gleam in his eyes. He turned away and went quickly down the street. At this moment a young girl slight and petite in figure, with a face of rare beauty, came in sight in the village street. Sam's face brightened at sight of her, and he managed to get away from the knot of men upon the piazza, and a short while later overtook her in the path which led out to the point. It happened that Hiram Goodhue, who was riding leisurely homeward in his phaeton, saw the meeting. His face clouded and he regarded them for some moments in almost a savage way. "Few suspect it," he muttered, "but I am possessed of facts to prove that Olive Martin is heiress Lo a fortune of half a million left by an uncle intestate in California. She is the nearest of kin. She would make my boy Jack a good wife, and the half million would fill my coffers to overflowing. Ah! I will see that she does not fall into the clutches of that pauper lawyer." He rubbed his hands briskly, chuckling all the while. "As for that buried treasure," he continued, "I think I have at last the clew to the hiding-place of the treasure. I have discovered an ancient manuscript plan of the interior, and if I am not much mistaken there is crypt reached by secret stairs under the cellar. I will circumvent them all. I can 'buy the point and the lighthouse of the government, and that I will do at once.'' Meanwhile, the two lovers, Sam Woods and Olive Martin, were strolling along the cliff path. Sam had already declared his love to the young girl and she reciprocated. They had made many happy plans for the future. But to-nlght Olive seemed strangely ill at ease. Sam noted this. "Has anything happened, my love?" he asked, solicitously. "Yciu seem depressed." "Sam, I must tell you all," she burst forth. "I never had such an experience in my life as to-day.'' Sam astonished. "Why, what was it, my darling?" he asked tenderly. "You know Jack Goodhue?" "That scamp?" "Well, he insulted me to-day by actually asking me to marry him. I was never so disgusted in my life. When I refused, he was abusive and swore that he would ruin you!" Sam Woods towered aloft like a young giant. His eyes blazed with righteous wrath. "That consummate scoundrel!" he cried. "Did he dare to say all that to you? Upon my word, when I see him I'll call him richly to account for it. But Olive clung to his arm. "No, no, Sam," she pleaded, earnestly, "do not say that. We cannot, must not have any trouble with those people. No good will come of it. They are richer than we are and--" "I don't care how rich they are!" said Sam, passionately. "Jack Goodhue had better not fling his threats at me." By this time they had reached the Proctor cottage. The subject was dropped but by no means banished from Sam's mind. They were entertained in a simple fashion by the old peo ple. Before they left, by Sam's request, he and Jerry walked out to the old lighthouse. They entered, and Sam looked the old place over. "Jerry," he said, sharply, "they do say that old Fisher's treasure was buried somewhere on this point. Do you be lieve it?" The old fisherman's face hardly changed its expression, as he replied: "It may be so, lad. I doubt me much, for no one has ever found it." "Has there ever been a good search made?" "Oh, many a time, lad." "And no clew found?" "No." Sam was thoughtful a moment. "Who owns the point, Jerry?" he asked. "The government, lad. If the treasure was found, I make free to say the government would rightly claim it." "You are right, Jerry!" said Sam, brusquely, "but, you ought to have a title to this whole point. It would make you a good farm. You should buy it!"


FAME AND FORTU.i E WEEKLY. 2!) Old Jerry bowed his head. "Ah, but the money, lad, money alone will buy it!" "Pshaw!" said Sam, searchingly, "they do say you've a good bit stored away, Jerry!" The old man's eyes wavered and he made a deprecatory gesture with his hands. "Ah, my gallant boy, old Jerry is poor, is very poor!" "But you would not want to be moved from the point, would you? Suppose somebody else should buy it?" A startled light shone in the old man's eyes. He trembled like an aspen. Like lightning Sam saw that he had hit the mark. Jerry quickly recovered, however, and shook his head. "Nobody will buy!" he said, "they would scarcely be such fools!" Sam went home that night to indulge in troubled dreams. Indeed, for several days he was unfit for his duties, being in a strangely disturbed state of mind. Thus matters were, when, like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, the news of a fearful event came crashing down upon him. It will be remembered that at the opening of our story, while Sam and Hiram Goodhue wer{l having their argument, a young man of flashy appearance stood near and heard it all. He had left the group suddenly, and a short distance down the street met a rough, coarse visaged man of the ruffian type. "Well, Robin Dane!" he said eagerly, "I have struck a lead at last." "You don't mean it, Bill Preston!" "Yes, I do!" "What is it?" "You know we were talking about old Jerry Proctor and his miserly habits. Well, I have a clew that his hoardings are secreted in the old lighthouse." "The deuce you say!" "It is true!" They then wandered into a sailors' drinking resort near, and there we will leave them for a while. Meanwhile, the sharp old speculator, Hiram Goodhue, had opened negotiations for the purchase of the point. He met with such success that in a few days the papers were in his hands, the transfer was made, and he was the owner of the old lighthouse. "Ah!" he chuckled, rubbing his hands, gleefully. "Won't this be a surprise to my friends the Proctors; l shall eject them at once." It was his intention to make a thorough search of the lighthouse and if possible learn the whereabouts of any secret vaults if such really existed. The Proctors were dumbfounded when the 'magnate rolled up to their door an

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'!'his little book gives the explanation to all kinds of dreams, together with lucky and unlu cky Jays, and "Napoleon's Oraculum," the book of fate. No. 28. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES.-Everyone is desirous of know ing what his future life will bring forth, whether happines s or mi sery, wealt'h or poverty. You can tell by a glance at this little book. Buy one and be convinced. Tell your own fortune. '!'ell the fortune of your friends. No. 76. HOW TO .rIIJLL FORTUNES BY TIIID HAND.C ontaining rules for telling fortunes by the aid of lines of the hahd, or the secret of palmistry. Also the secret of telling future events by aid of moles, marks, scars, etc. Illustrated, By A Anderson. ATHLETIC No. 6. HOW TO BECOME AN ATHLETE.-Giving full in struction for tha use of dumb bells, Indian clubs, parallel bars, horizonta l bars and various other methods of developing a good, h eal thy muscle; containing over sixty illustrations. Every boy can become strong anJ healthy by following the insti'uctions contained in this little book. No. 10. HOW TO BOX.-The art of self-defense made easy. Containing over thirly illustrations of guards, blows, and the diri e r ent positions of a good boxer Every boy should obtain one of these useful and instructive books, as it will teach you how to box without an i nstruc;tor No. 25 HOW TO BECOME A GYMNAS'l'.-Containing full instructions for all kin ds of gymnastic sports and athletic exercises. Jl,'mbracing thirty-five illustrations. By Professor W, Macdonald. A handy and u sef ul book. No. 31. HOW TO FENCE.-Containing full instruction for fencing and the use of the broadswo::d; also instruction in archery. Describ ed vrith t;ventyone practical illustrations, gi ving the best positions in fencing. A. c-0mplete book. TRICKS WITH CARDS. No. 51. HOW TO DO TRICKS WITH CARDS.-Containing explanations o f the genera l principles of sleight-of-hand applicable to card tricks ; of card tricks with ordinary cards, and not requiring ah!ight-of-hand ; of tricks involving slejght-of-hand, or the use of 111ocially prepared cards. By Professor Haffner. Illustrated. No. 72. HOW TO DO SIXTY TRICKS WITH CARDS.-Em bracing all of the latest and most deceptive card tricks, with il By A. Anderson. No. 77. HOW TO DO FORTY TRICKS WITH CARDS. deceptive Caril Tricks as performed by leading conjurors and mag1c1ans. Arranged for home amusement. Fully illustrated. MAGIC. No. ? HOW TO DO TRICKS.-The great book of magic and card tricks, containing full instruction on aH the leading card tricks of the day, also the most popular magical illusions a.s performed by magicians: every boy should obtain a. copy of this book, as 1t will both amuse and instruct. No .. 22. TO DO SEJCOND SIGHT.-Heller's seconJ sight explamed his former assistant, Fred Hunt, Jr. Explaining how the secret dialogues were carried on b etween the magician and the boy on the stage; also giving all the codes and signals. The only authentic explanation of second sight. No. 43. HOW 'l'O BEJCOME A. MAGICIAN.-Containing the assort?ient ?f magical illusions ever placed before the pubhc. Al so tricks with cards. incan t ations, etc. No. 68. HOW TO DO CHEMICAL TlUCKS.-Containing one hundred highly amusing and instructive tricks with chemicals. By .A. Anderson. Handsomely i!lustrateJ. No. 69 HOW TO DO SLEIGHT OF HAND.-Containing over of the latest and best tricks used by magicians. Also oontainrng the secret of second sight. Fully illustrated. By A. Anderson. No . 70. HOW '.J'O M.t\KE MAGIC full d1rect10ns for makmg. Magic '.l'oys and devices of rp.any kinds. By A. Anderson. Fully 1llustmted No. 73._ HOW, TO TRICKS WITH NUMBERS.-Showing many curious with figures and the magic of numbers. By A. Anderson Fully illustrated. .No. 7_5. HO\y TO A CONJUROR. Containing tr1.cks "'.1t1?-Domm?s, Dice, Cups anJ. Balls, Hats, etc. Embracini thll'ty-s1x 1llustrat10ns. By A Anderson No. 78. HOW TO DO THEJ BLACK ART.-Containing a com plete description of the mysteries of Magic and Slei"ht of Hand together with many wonderful experiments. By l. Anderson'. Illustrated. MECHANICAL, No. 29. 'HOW TO BECOME AN INVENTOR.-Every boy how inventions ori ginated. 'l'his book explains them all, examples in electricity, hydraulics, magnetism, optics, pneu?Iat1cs, mechanics, etc. The most instructive book published . No. HOW TO BEJCOM)!J AN ENGINEER.-Containing full mstruct1ons how to proceed m order to become a l ocomotive en gineer; also directions for building a model locomotive together with a full description of everything an engineer should know. No. 57 HOW TO MAKE Mus.;oAL INSTRUMENTS.-Full directions how to make a Banjo, Violin, Zither, lEolian Harp Xylo ph.,ne and other musical instruments; together with a brief de of nearly every musical instrument used in ancient or modern times. Profusely illustrated. By Algernon S. Fitzgerald, for twenty years bandmaster of the Royal Bengal Marines. No. 59 HOW TO MAKE A MAGIC LANTERN.-Containing a description of tbe

"il"HE ,. Ni>. Sl . D\Y TO BECOME A SPEAKER.-Containi n g fouP No. 4: . THE BOYS NEW YORK EJND MEN'S JOKE teen illustrations, giving the different positions requisite t o become BOOK.-Containing a great variety of the latest jok es us ed b:v the :t good speaker, r eade t and elocutionist. Also containing g ems from ID MAKE LOVE.-A c o mplete guide to l ov e courte>h1p .and marnage, giving sensible a dv i ce, r ules a nd etiqu ette to be observed, with many curious and interesting things not g e n erally known. No. li. f!:OW TO DRESS.-Containing full instr uction in the art of dressing and appearing well at home and a bro ad, gi vi n g the selections of colors material, and how to have them made up. No. 18. HOW 'CO BECOME BEAUTIFUL .-One of the brightest and most valuable little books ever give n t o the world. Everybody wishes to know how to become beautiful, both mal e and female The secret is simple, and almost c ostless, Read this boglr and be convinced ho w to become beautiful. BIRDS A N D ANIMALS. No. 7. HOW TO KEEP BIRDS.-Handsomely illustrated and containing full instructions for the management and training of the canary, mockingbird, bobolink. blackbird, paroquet, parrot, etc, No. 30 HOW TO RAISE DOGS, POUL'rRY, PIGEONS AND RABBITS.A useful and instructive book. Handsom e ly illus trated. By Ira I>rofraw. No. 40 HOW TO MAKE AND SET TRAPS.-Including hints on bow to mol es, weasels, otter, rats, squirrels and b irds, Also how to cure skin Copiously illustrated. By J Harrington Keene. No. 50. HOW 'IO STUFF BIRDS AND ANIMALS.-A: valuable book, giving instructions in collecting, preparing, m ounting and preserving birds, animals and insects. No. 54. HOW 'l'O KEEP AND MANAGE PETS.-Giv in g com plete information as to the manner and method of raising, keepinr{ taming, breeding, and managing all kinds of pets; also g i ving ful instructions for making cages etc. Fully exp l ained by twenty-eight illustrations, making it the most complete boo k o f the k ind ever published. MI SC E LLAN EOUS. No. 8. ROW TO BECO;\fE A SCIElNTIST.-'A u s eful lind In structive book, giving a complete treatise on chem istry; a lso ex periroents in acoustics, mechani cs mathematics, chemistry, a nd di ENTERTAINMENT. rections for making fireworks, colored fires, and gas balloon s Thil No. 9. HOW TO BECO;\IE A VENTRILOQUIST.-By Harrv book cannot be equaled K ennedy. The secret giveu away. Every intelligent boy reading No. 14. HOW TO l\IAKE CANDY.-A complete h a ndb ook for this book of instructions, by a practical professor (delighting multi-making l.lll kinds of candr, ic e-c r eall!.t. etcu etc. t udes every night with his imitations), can master the No 84. IIOW 'l'O B!!

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