From messenger to millionaire, or, A boy's luck in Wall Street

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From messenger to millionaire, or, A boy's luck in Wall Street

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From messenger to millionaire, or, A boy's luck in Wall Street
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;VE/08 STORIES OF BDYS OR,A BOYS LUCKJl \_.: 1'081\GC1 \I\ SK ,, B fJ WHO AKE MON EY .. As Knapp waifabout to pass the stolen securities to Robinson, Fisher darted forward a.nd snatch ed them from .his fingers. Skeleton,.who had been watching in the background, uttered an imprecation and rushed forward to strike down the resolute boy. I' i

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Fame and FortrineWeekly, STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY luued Weeklu-Bu Subscription 12.50 per year. Enteied according to .Act of Congreas, in the year 1907, in the ojftce of the Librarian of Congress, Waahington, D. C ., b11 Frank To'llSelJ, Publisher, 24 Union Squar, New York, No. 108. NEW YORK, OCTOBER 25, 1907. PRICE 5 CENTS. From Messenger to Millionaire OB, A BOYtS LUCK IN WALL STREE1 .. \ I By A SELF-MADE MAN CHAPTER I. GUY: FISHER '.MAKES :A NEW FRIEND AND CAUSES AN ARREST ON SUSPICION. "Fisher," said Mr. Cotter, stock broker, coming out of his private room with his hat on and an envelope in his hand. "Yes, sir," replied a brig'Qt, good -l ooking boy, springing from a chair near the window of the reception-room. "Take this note to Mr. Brown, Exchange Place. There may be an answer. If so, fetch it to meat the Exchange.'' "Yes, sir." The broker hurried awa.y and Guy Fisher, his messenger, grabbed his hat and followed him out into the corridor. As Mr Cotter's office was up only one flight from Wall Street, Guy did not bother with the elevator, but made for the staircase and skipped down two steps at a time. At the foot he came sudden ly into contact with another boy of about his own age and build, who had started to spring up the stairs. They came together with a whack alld landed in a floun dering heap on the floor. "Wow! My head!" exclaimed the other boy, sitting up and feeling of the injured part. "Why the deuce don't you look where you're going?" asked Guy in a of annoyance as he picked himself up and looked for the enve lope he had dropped. "What's the matter with yourself?" replied the other, as he got on his feet. "Ain't I big e nough to be seen?" he added, good -naturedly. "Yes, you're big enough," answered Guy, who had re covered his note "As you don't seem to be mad about it I'll apologize for my share." "You needn't. I suppose it was TLY fauh. I've : mly been a few da ys in Wa.11 Street, and I guess l'm green yet." "I know your face now," said Guy "Y Qu're Colg ate's new messenger." "Yes. And you work for Everett Cotter." "Right you are. Our offices face each other. I rather like your sty l e What's y01;ir name?" "Dick Preston. And yours?" "Guy Fisher "Thanks. I ho pe we'll be friends." "I hope so, too. But I can't s top here talking to you. I've got a l etter to deliver in Exchange P l ace I'll see you again. Good-bye." "Good-bye," returned Presto n, and the new acquaint ances parted. "Seems like a nice chap," thought Guy) as he hurried up Wall Street and then turned down Broad. "Some fellows would have put up a great howl if I'd run into them in that way, thou gh it wasn't altogether my fault. He took it in good part. He looks as if he was good-natured, and that's the kind of boy I like. He seems to want to make friends All new fe llows do when they're strangers to the Street. Well, I guess I'll accommodate him. It strikes me we' ll pull well together Guy reached Brok e r Brown's office and delivered the note. There was an answer, and when the boY. got it he started for the messengers' entrance to the Exchange. As he walked up to the railing he found Dick Preston

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' 2 FRO:\I MESSEXGEH TO there waiLing to deliYer a note to Oli\er Dunca,n, Mr. ColJate's partner, "ho attended to the nn's business on the 1oor of lhc E).change "Hello," exclaimed Guy. "I see we meet again." "It seems so," replied Preston. "What a howling mob there's in here "Oh, that's nothing They're quiet to-day." "Quiet l" almost gasped the other. "Why, they're mak ing noise enough to drown the Falls of Niagara." "You think that because it's new to you. You ought to see them when there's a slump in stocks." "What do they do then?" "What do they do? What don't they do? You'd think there were a dozen free fights going on in as many parts of the room "But they don't hurt one another?" "Well, I never heard that an ambulance had to come around," but to look on at the mix-up you'd think that there'd be a score of subjects for the coroner. How long have you been working for Colgate?" "A little over a week. How long have you been in Wall Street?" "Two years and a half." "You're well seasoned." ''Yes. There isn't much in my line that I'm not acquainted with." "Where do you live?" "Jn a boarding house on Twenty-sixth street. And you?" ''With my folks in Harlem." "My mother and sisters live in Elmira. I wish they liYcd here, but they don't care to move to New York. I've lived in several boarding houses since I came to the city. I find them all more or less alike. ThCTe's very little home about them.n "You must come up and call on me," said Preston. "I'll introduce you to my folks. I've got one sister myself." "Give me your address, and some evening I'll surprise you. Are you generally at home nights?" "As a rule I am, but when you intend to come up you'd better let me know. It wouldn't take you but a moment to cross the corridor and tell me." "All right. Here comes my boss." l\Ir. Cotter walked up to the railing, took the note from Guy's hand, tore it open, read it, and dismissed him with a noel. Mr Duncan came up about the !'lame time, took Preston's envelope and walked away after glancing over it. So the boys left the Exchange together. "Thc>re's a tremendous amount of money stored in the banks in this vicinity," said Preston. "I should say there is," replied Guy. "There's million
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FROM MESSEr GER TO MlLLIO:NAIRE. robbed. If the two men come together here you ought to Arrest them." "I don't see how I can. I have no evidence but your word that a ,theft has been committed. I might get myself into a whole lot of trouble," replied the policeman. "Then there's no use asking you to a.rrest them ?" "No," replied the officer. Guy was greatly disappointed and at his wits' end. It appeared certain that these men, even if his suspicions were well founded, and they were actually conferedates, would get clean off with their booty. At that moment somebody clapped him on the shoulder and a V'Oice said : "What are you doing 'way up here, Fisher?" The boy turned and confronted a sharp -featured man, dressed in a neat business suit. "Why, Mr. Harper, you're just the man I want to see/ cried Guy, with evident sa tisfaction, for the argus-eyed individual was one of the shrewdest of the Wall Street sleuths. "Am I? What do you want to see m e about?" Guy rapidly told him what he had already rel'.eated to the officer at his elbow. "You are pretty sure the man over there has Mr. For rest's watch, eh?" "Yes, sir." "Very well. We'll wait and see if the other man joins him. In that event I'll take the respqnsibility of arresting them, and I call on you, officer, to assist me." "Who are you?" asked the policeman. Mr. Harper exhibited his badge. "I'll help yo-a, but the respon sibility of the arrest will be on you." "Certainly," replied the detective. "Here comes the other man now," said Guy, in a tone of suppressed excitement. The chap who had been accused by the broker came along up Nassau Street, caught the stout man by the arm and they both started up Fulton Street toward Broadway. "Come on," said Mr. Harper to the policeman. They walked quickly up that side of Fulton Street with Guy, intending to head the two men off at the corner. Crossing the street they met the two men in front of the "Evening Post" Building. 1 "Stop!" said Mr. Harper to the stout man. "You anJ your friend are under arrest." CHAPTER II. GUY GETS $100 AND MAKES IIIS FIRST DEAL. The two men started back in a kind of consternation. "What do you mean?" demanded the stout man, brusquely. As he spoke Guy put his hand in the side pocket where he suspected the watch was, in accordance with instructiom he had received from the detective. When he took his hand out the watch, to which was at tached a heavy black ribbon, with a gold charin, showing that it had been worn in a fob pocket, was in his fingers. "Here's the watch," said Guy, though he could not swear that it was the stolen/ one. "Do you recognize that as Mr. Forrest's property?" asked the detective. "I do not. I only suspect it belongs to him." "That is my watch," said the stout man, reaching for it. "One moment," said the detective. "You are sure it is yours?" "Don't you suppose I know my own property?" "What are your initials?" continued the sleuth, looking at the monogram on the back of the elegant time-piece. "What have my initials to do with you?" snarled the man. "You say this watch is yours? Well, I have r eason to believe that it belongs to somebody else. It is up to you to describe it. Otherwise I shall take you and your com panion to the station." "This is an outrage!" cried the stout man, as a crowd began to gather. "You have your remedy if there is any mistake," replied the detective, s harply. "Open the watch, Fisher, and see if you can firnl any clue to the owner inside." Guy did so. On the inside cover was the following inscription:. "J. D. to G. F., July, 19-." The initials G. F., which Guy was satisfied stood for George Forrest, were also engraved on the charm. He pointed them out to the detective. That seemed sufficient ground to warrant the arrest the sleuth had made, and he said the men would have to go to the station. They made a strong protest, but that didn't make any dif ference, and to the station they went, while Guy returned to Wall Street to leave word at Mr. Forrest's office that his watch had been recovered, and the thief and his companion were in custody When the young messenger got back to his own office he explained the cause of his absence to the cashier and took his seat in the reception-room. Mr. Cotter came in presently and Guy also told him how he had followed the companion o:f the man who had :.tolen Broker Forrest's watch to Fulton Street and there caused ( his arrest, as well as that of the thief himself. The broker said he had done quite right, and compli mented him on his smartness An hour later, while Guy was out on an efrand, Mr. For rest came into the office to see Fisher. While talking with Mr. Cotter, Guy came in. "I have to thank you for the recovery of my watch," said Broker Forrest. "I am greatly obliged t-o you, for the watch is nbt only a, valuable one, but was presented to me by an old and respected friend of mine. I consider your services in the matter are deserving o:f some substantial recognition, so I have handed Mr. Cotter my check for $100 to give you." "I am very much obliged to you, Mr. Rorrest," replied Guy, as his employer passed him the check. "Not at all," answered the big broker. "The obligation is on my side." So Guy returned to his seat $100 richer. In addition to th::it he found that his name was printed in the afternoon papers in connection with the affair, and that he was given considerable praise for following up the

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FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. receiver of the stolen wa.tch and securing his and the thief's arrest. The $100 Guy had received from the broker was a welcome addition to his finances, especially at that moment, as he had been wishing he had money enough to buy a few shares of a certain stock that was going up, and which he had heard was likely to go much higher. The name of this stock was M. & T., and it was going at 56. The $100, added to other money he had saved up, would enable him to buy 20 shares. He decided to get the shares that afternoon before he went home. \ As he was leaving the office at the conclusion of his day's labor s he met Dick Preston coming out of Colgate & Co.'s. "Hello, Preston," he said, "going home?" "Yes." "Do you take the subway?" "Yes." "\V ell, s'pose we walk as far as the Bridge station? I usually take the Broadway surface, but I'll go as far as Fourteenth with you and tiien I'll take a local to. Twenty thircl and walk across to my boarding place." "All right." They left the office building together and walked up ... Street till they came to a small banking and brok erage house. "Come in here with me," said Guy. "I've just got time to put a little stock deal through before they close." ;'Do you speculate?" asked Dick in some surprise. "I haven't as yet. This is my first plunge. I got hold of $100 to-day and I'm going to try and double it." "What stock are you going to buy ?''1 asked Preston, much intere s ted. ":JI. & T." ""\Yhat does that stand for?" ":J[urfree s boro & Tallapoosa-a Western road. You want to study up the market reports and find out what the abbreviations stand for." "I guess you're right. I ought to know what they mean." By this time the y were standing in front of a small dow facing the margin clerk's desk. "\Vell," said the clerk, looking at Fisher, "what can I do for you ?" "I want to buy 20 shares of M. & T. on margin," said Guy. The clerk consulted t}:i.e day's closing prices from a printed sheet issued daily at the close of business in the Exchange. "Have you $112?" \ "Yes," answered Fisher. "Hand it over." Guy did so. The clerk counted the money and then made out the order, which he handed to the boy to sign. "Here's your memorandum," he said, and that concluded tho transaction. Dick Preston watched the proceedings with much interest. "If the stock goes up you'll win, if it goes down--" "I'll lose some, if not all, of my margin." "It's as liable to go one way as the other, isn't it?" "Yes; but the chances just now axe in favor of a considerable rise." "How can you tell that?" "I've been studying the market for more than a year, and I've got so I can tell from certain indications which way the cat is likely to jump. But that isn't saying that a whole lot of things are liable to happen at any moment to upset my calculations, as well as those of other people interested in the 1.rend of the market." "Then it seems to me that the chances are against you." "I admit that they are, but unless you're prepared to take the risk there is no use in you undertaking to specu late. The great point is to sell out at the right time when your deal is running in your favor." "Can yoil tell when to sell?" "It's a question o.f judgment and luck. Your judgment may be all rigl).t, and yet luck may go against you, and then you lose in spite of all your :figuring." "I hope you'll be lucky this trip. I'd like tr> see you win." "Thanks, old man. I hope so, too, as this is the starter of that million I mentioned this morning." "Do you expect to make a million by speculating?" "It's about the only way a fellow can make a million these days. He'll never come within hailing distance of it by merely saving a small portioii of his wages." "That's true. A million is a lot of money." "The first million is the hardest to get. After that it's easy." "But millionaires sometimes go broke." "They are the exceptions. If I ever make a million I'll take good car,e not to go broke." "Say, where did you go to this morning when we got in that crowd around the broker who was robbed of his watch? I looked for you after they let the chap go. He didn't have the watch on him, so the officer wouldn t take him in." "I followed the man who had the watch." "You did? What do you mean?" Tlien Guy told him the whole story "Well, if that doesn't beat all I ever heard of. You must have pretty sharp eyes." "I happened to be in a position to pipe the slick transfer off, that's all." "So the men are in jail?" "Yes, and Mr. Forres t gave rne $-:.00 for the trouble I took in the matter." "That was the $100 you mcnLioLd a little while ago?" "Exactly." "I'd like to make $:t00 as easily as that." "You may some day, if you keep your eyes open." They had reach e d the Bridge entrance to the subway by this time, and, descending the stairs they were presently speeding uptown in an express. CHAPTER III. GUY COMES OUT .A.IIEA.D ON TIIE MARKET. Guy Fisher and Cassie Clark, the office stenographer, were great friends. Guy theught Cassie an uncommonly fine girl, and Cassie thought Guy was the nicest boy she knew. Cassie had read in the newspaper about uy's feat il.f

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FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. capturing the watch thief and his associate, and she stopped to talk about it next morning when she entered the office. "You never said a word about it to me yesterday," she said "Aren't you real mean?" "Yes, I'm pretty mean," he laughed. "'11hat is, I mean well." "T'ell me about it now. There isn't much in the paper." Guy gave her all the details. "I think were awful smart to follow that man and get him and the other one arrested." "I was pretty sure he had the stolen watch, and I didn't want to see him get away with it. My following him wouldn t have done any good if Detective Harper had not come along at the critica l moment. The policeman I spoke to on the corner of Fulton and Nassau wouldn't do a thing. Probably he was right, as I couldn't prove that the man had a stolen watch in his pocket." "I suppose Mr. Forrest was glad to get his watch back?" "He hasn't got it back yet." "Why not?" asked Cassie, in surprise. "The police will hold on to it as evidence until a.fter the thief is tried and convicted." "Is that the way they always do wit h stolen property?" "Yes." "Supposing it was money, a large a.mount, and the per son who was robbed wanted to use it?" "That wouldn't make any difference, I guess." "Mr. Forrest ought to make you a present for sav ing his watch." "He did." "Oh, you've seen him, then?" "Yes." "What did he give you?" "One hundred dollars." "You're rich." "I hope to be." "Well, you're worth $100, at any rate." "Maybe I am, and maybe I'm not." "What do you mean?" "I put that $100 up as margin, with some other money I had, on a certain "You did?" "I did." "Aren't you a foolish boy?" "That depends on whether I win or lose. If I win an other hundred you won' t call me foolish." "I'll call you lucky, but I'll think you were foolish to take chances with your money, just the same." At that moment the door opened and Henry Knapp, the youngest clerk in the counting-room, came in. He and Guy were not on good terms and they seldom spoke to each other. '11he main cause of the trouble was, Cassie Olru:k's prefer ence for Guy, but there were other reasons on Knapp's part. Henry was jealous of Guy, not only because he saw that Cassie liked him a whole lot, and rather snubbed himself, but because Fi her was a general .favorite in the office, and stood particularly high with Mr. Cotter. As soon as Cassie saw him come in she started for her den at the end of the counting-room. "You seem to be always chinning to that girl," sneered Henry. "I hope it doesn't worry you much," replied Guy, shortly. "If Mr Cotter knew that you took up so much of her time he might have sometlJ.iug to say on the subject." "Why don't you tell him, then?" Henry macle no reply, but contented himself with casting a vindictive look at the young messenger and passing on. When Henry disappeared into the counting -room Guy picked up a Wall Street paper and began to read it. He was interested in all news that had a general bearing on the stock market, and that accounted for his familiarity with matters unknown to most of the brokers' messengers, who, when they read at all, preferred more interesting lit erature. The last of the employees to come in was the cashier, who lived in Staten Island. Mr. Cotter himself seldom appeared before a quarter of ten, when he went over the morning's mail and dictated replies to his stenographer. After that he received callers and w;ent to the Exchange. On this morning the broker did not arrive until five minutes of ten. After running over {i.is mail he wrote a couple of memorandum notes and sent his messenger out to deliver them. After Guy got back he had to go to the Tombs Police Court to give e-yidence at the exam ination of the two crooks, who were held for trial. He got back to the office about noon, and the first thing he did was to look at the ticker to see how M. & T. was doing. It had gone up one poin_t since the Exchange opened. During the afternoon it advanced another, so that the boy was nearly $20 ahead on his little deal. Before going home he went in. and told Cassie Clark how his stock stood, and she congratu lated him "How long are you going to hold it?" she him. "I expect to hold out for 60, at any rate," he replied. "We ll, I hope you won't get caught." He found Dick Preston waiting for him in the corridor. "How is your stock?" asked Dick. 1'You might have figured that out for yourself by look ing at the tape in your office. You know the name of the stock, and the price I gave for it." "I can't read the blamed old thing very well," replied Preston. "It looks like a jumble of l etters and figures and fractions, enough to puzzle a Dutch governor." "Well, if you expect to get wise to the ins and outs of Wall Street you want to l earn to read it like any broker. It's easy when you once get the hang of it. "I suppose it is. Everything is easy when you und er stand it." "In answer to your question, I'll say that M. & T. has gone up two points." "Then you are $40 ahead ?" "Yes, less commissions." "You're a lucky boy to make $40 in one day.'' hope to malrn $40 more to-morrow." "I'd like to go into a deal of that kind myself." (Save your money, and when you get enough ma.ybe I'l1 steer you on to one." Next day there was quite a little excitement over M. & T., and it went up three points, with prospects of a further rise.

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6 FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. Guy thought he'd hold on a while longer, although he had meant to sell out when the stock reached 60. It. was good for him that he did, for next day M & T. went up to 65. He decided not to any :further risk, and at the first chance he got he ran up to the bank and ordered his 20 shares sold. This was done inside of ten minutes at 65 3-8, and Guy quit the market a winner by $180. "I did a whole lot better than expected," he told him self "I'm now worth $300. A few days ago I wasn't worth a tenth of that. There's nothing like being on the sunny side of the market. B efore he went home he canied the news to Cassie. "So you really did win?" she said, smilingly. "I am happy to say that I did." "I am very glad to hear it, but I hope you'll leave the market alone after this -"And lose my chance of becoming a millionaire?" he said. "You'll never become a millionaire through the stock market." "Do you know any better way?" "Yes, buy real estate in a place where land is likely to boom." "Thanks. How much can I buy with $300? Besides, you forget I'm under age and cannot hold landed property in my name." "Then put your money in a savings bank." "I'll give your suggestion my earnest consideration," chuckled Guy, as he walked away. CHAPTER IV. M'KENZIE SKELTON. The cashier of Colgate & Co., was a cousin of Henry Knapp. His name was MacKenzie Skel+,on. It was through him indirectly that Henry got his posi tion in Mr. Cotter's office. Skelton was a good-looking, dapper young man, inclined to be fast. What he thought he didn't know about the Tenderloin district wasn't worth enumerating. He wore fine clothes and put on a good deal of style. He got a good salary, but was always hard up because he lived beyond his means Guy had a:;i. excellent chance to size the gent l eman up, as they both boarded at the same house. Mrs. VanDusen, the considered Skelton as her star boarder, and the cashier took advantage of her con fid ence in various ways. He had made himself solid with her by advising her to buy a certain stock on the market on one occasion. !The stock went up, Mrs. VanDusen sold at the top of the market and made a couple of thousand dollars Skelton made a thousand himself at the time, and for a while things went very well with him, but he soon ran through the money, and ever since he had been :figuring how he could get hold of the landlady's money. Fortunately some friend advised her to invest the money in New York City bonds, and she had done i>o, therefo re when Skelton approached her with a proposition to invest in a certain scheme she told him that her money was already invested in the bonds. Skelton was temporarily foiled, but he didn't give up all hope of making something out of Mrs. V anDusen. It was about this time that Colgate's cas hier got ac quainted with a man named Jim Robinson. Skelton took quite a fancy to Robinson, and Robinson, for reasons 0: his own, became very :friendly with the young man. They went around the Tenderloin together of nights, and Skelton's new acquaintance steered him into many places he had never heard of before. Finally Robinson suggested a quiet game of poker one night. Of course Skelton was on, for he claimed to be a sport. After a couple of hours' play he quit winner $50. That gave him the idea he cquld beat Robinson right along. As Robinson seemed to have money, the cashier was eager to play the ne x t night. He wasn't so fortunate, as Robinson, who was reaUy a card sharp, won his fifty back and went him $100 better. Skelton didn't have the money, so Robinson obligingly took his I. 0. U. for it. More games followed, the cashier expecting that luck would turn in his favor, until :finally he had to stop because Robinson held his notes for $700. After that Skelton lost interest in Jim Robinson, but Robinson didn't lose interest in him, because he wanted the $700. As the cashier kept aloo: from his usual haunts Robinson went down to Wall Street and called on him. Skelton professed to be glad to see him, but he wasn't. After a short talk on divers topic s Robinson suggested that he had jus t as soon have that $700, or a art 0: it, at any rate, as not. "I'd like to pay you," replied the cashier, "but I'm short "So am I," replied Robinson, brusquely. "Give me $100 now as an evidence of good faith and then I'll let you off for a month." "Can't do it," replied Skelton. "When do you mean to pay me?" "I don't know. You said I could take my own time in paying you." "I know it, but it happens I need the money badly and mu s t have it." "You can't have what I haven't got." "Then you must get it," said Robinson, sharply. "I wish I knew where to get $700." "You might borrow it," suggested Robinso.n. "Off whom?" "That isn't my business." "It's out of the question," replied Skelton, impatiently. "All right," answered Robinson, "I'll have to ask for an interview with your boss." "mlrnt for?" asked the cashier uneasily. "To tell him that you owe me $700 and I can't get it." "Do you want to ruin me?" cried Skelton, in a panic. "No. But I want my money." "Well, give me a little more time."

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FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. "How much time do you want?" "A couple of weeks." To this Robinson agreed and went away. "Where the dickens will I get $700, or even a part of it, in two weeks?" Skelton asked himself, anxiously. "I haven't the least idea. T'.hen what am I going to do? If I don't show up something worth while that fellow may carry out his threat to see Mr. Colgate, then I'll be in a deuce of a hole. It would never do for the boss to learn that I lost $700 at gambling Likely as not he'd discharge me. I simply must do sofnething." He was rather won-ied for the best part of the day, am1 then he suddenly brightened up as if his fertile brain had suggested some way out of his dilemma. Skelton occupied square front room on the third floor of the boarding house. ,. Mrs. VanDusen made use of the back square one on the same floor, and Guy Fisher rented the small ballroom n ext to hers. When Skelton reached the boarding-house that night he ;met Guy coming down to dinner. He nodded superciliously to the boy and passed on.. Then he entered his own room. But not for long. Removing his shoes, he came out on the landing and listened. There was no one on that :floor then but himself, and apparently all the other boarders were down in the dining room in the basement. He walked over to Mrs. VanDusen's door and tried it. It was locked, as he had expected. He pulled a bunch of house keys from his pocket and inserted them one by one in the lock. At length, much to his sati s faction, he found one -that unlocked the door. He entered the room and closed the door. The bureau drawers were all unlocked, except one. He produced a skel eton key from his pocket and soon had the drawer open. Inside he found $300 and a package done up in paper. Opening it he found the $2,000 worth of New York City bonds. There was also some jewelry and a gold watch in the drawer, but Skelton did not touch any of it. He had all he wanted in the money and bonds. Relocking the drawer, he left the room. He hid his booty in his own trunk. Then an idea occurred to him. He walked to Guy's door, unlocked it with one of his keys, and entering, dropped the paper in which the bonds had been wrapped behind his trunk, leaving one end show ing. His bunch of keys, the skeleton key, but except ing the one that fitted Guy's door, he placed at the back of his top bureau drawer. "There," muttered Skelton, "if I can direct suspicion toward him at the proper time, I will, and then if his room is searched there will be incriminating evidence enough discovered to put him in a hole. It will be up to him to get out of his hobble as best he can." With these words Skelton relocked Guy's door, put on his shoes and went down to dinnet. CHAPTER V. GUY GETS A TIP AND IN ON THE GROUND FLOOR. When Guy returned to his room he lit the gas and then reached for a book which lay on top of his bureau. He intended to spend the evening reading. Something glistening near the book attracted his at tention. He picked it up and saw that it was a gold-enameled cuff button. He recognized it at once as a mate of a pair worn by Mac Kenzie Skelton. He wondered how it came there. He was positive it had not been there when he brushed his hair before going down to dinner. How, then, did it get there? That fact puzzled Fisher a good deal. He had left Skelton at the dinner table. After waiting a reasonable time for him to finish his dinner and come up s tairs, Guy went out on the landing and knocked at his door. There was no answer. Then he went downstairs to seek the cashier, but found he had gone out for the evening. "Somebody must have in my room while I was at dinner," he mused as he returned upstairs. "Yet I don't see how that could be, as my door was locked." As he re-entered his room he thought or the $300 he had placed in his trunk. "I ought not to keep that money in my tnmk. It would have been safer to have put it in the office safe until I had occas ion to use it again," he said to himself. A feeling of anxiety about the money induced him to open his trunk and dive his hand down into the corner \\here he hac1 placed it. He was relieved when his fingers clutched the roll and he drew it forth. It consisted of five twenties and four fifty-dollar bills. While he was looking them over one of the boarders came in without the formality of knocking and observed the wad he was handling. '\his man regarded himself as a particular friend of Skelton's. "Hello, Fisher, where did you get such a stack of cash?" he said, clearly surprised at the extent or the boy's wealth. "I jus t came up to see if you could lend me a fiver tilJ next pay day. As you seem to be flush I guess you can accom modate me." Guy didn't like this man much, as his ways weren't the boy's ways, and he was not a little annoyed at the visitor entering his room unannounced and discovering him in possession of so much money. "Sorry, but I'm not in the habit of loaning money. Besides, I expect to use it in a day or two." "You must have the knack of saving your money, and you are probably pretty well paid, to accumulate all that money," said the caller, whose name was Brisquet, in a tone of disappointment and envy. "Oh, there are other ways of making money besides sav ing it," replied Guy, carelessly.

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8 FROM 1\IESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. "I wish you would let me in on the game, lhen," said Brisqu et, seating himself on Fisher's bed, as the only chair in the room was held down by its occupant. Guy made no answer, but put the money in his pocket and shut down his trunk. ''Aren t you going to put me wise on the subject?" asked his visitor, with a trace of impatience in his tones. "I can't save a cent out of my beastly pay, and I'd like to know how to make a few extra plunks." "You'd better ask your friend, Mr: Skelton. Maybe he'll tell you." Guy's manner was not particularly social, as he did not care to cultivate the acquaintance of Bri s quet, and the man noticed his attitude with a feeling of resentment. He saw that he was not wanted, so concluded he'd better leave. "Then you won't lend a fellow a fiver when he's hard pu shed?" he said, rising. "I prefer not to," replied Guy, politely, but coldly. "AU right," sneered Brisquet. "I don't envy you much, even with your wad. You never go anywhere nights to see life. I reckon a nickle looks so big to you that you wouldn t feel happy if you spent one in any kind' of amusement, an,1 I daresay you'd have a fit if you lost one. You're one of those chaps who holds on to the pennies till they become dollars, and the dollars till they become hundreds, and hundreds till they amount to thousands. Some day you'll die rich, if you live long enough, and then s omebody else will get hold of your boodle and blow it in. I wouldn't be like you for a mint. I believe in having a good time with what I earn, and letting my heirs take care of themselves. Ta) ta, Fisher. May the sod be green above you when you turn up your toes." With a sarcastic laugh Brisquet left the room. "I suppose he'll tell the people in the house that I'm a miser," said Guy, not at all pleased at the idea of acquiring such a reputation. "Well, I can't help it. I don't believe in loaning money to comparative strangers, especia ll y a man like Brisquet, who is being continually dunned by Mrs. V anDuscn for his board bill. Why doesn't he strike his friend Skelton, who gets all of thirty-five a week, while I only get eight? I wish he hadn't seen that money. I don t want everybody to get an insight into my business. The less people !mow the less they have to talk about." Guy locked his money up in his trunk again and sat down to read. Next morning his fir s t errand took him to the A s tor Building. The broker he came to see was busy and he had to wait out in the reception-room until he was at leasure. Guy slipped into a chair near a group of three men and took up a copy of the "Wall Street Argus" to employ his time. He had hardly opened the paper before he heard one of the men say in a low tone: "What do suppose are the chances of our getting him to go in?" "I think he's good for a quarter of a million," said the man spoken to. "That will complete the pool and Jardine can start buying at once. Colgate & Co. have a good-sized block of the stock. And I've heard that Cotter has some, too. \Ve ought t o be able lo gather in 50,000 shares before we need to buy any on the open market." "That's good. It's rulin g low now, an
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FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. 9 Guy went to the case of drawers, and while hlinting for the letter Broker Jardine was admitted to the room. "Good afternoon, Cotter," he said, briskly. "Got any shares of D. & G. you want to get rid of at the market?" Guy looked up quickly and his heart gave a. bound. D. & G. was the name of the stock Jardine was buying for the syndicate Mr. Cotter replied that he had sold 1,000 shares that morning for a client to Broker Blennerhassct. "Then you haven't any now?" said J ard:lne. "Not a share," replied :Broker Cotter, and his visitor took his departure. Guy found the letter that his boss wanted, took it to him and left the room. "I'm lucky," he breathed. "D. & G. is the stock, ancl I'm going to get right in on it before I go home." He figured the matter up ancl found he would be able to get 60 shares on margin. "I wish I had enough money to buy JOO," he said to himself, "for this looks like a pretty sure thing. How ever, 60 isn't so bad. That trader said it would probably go up 15 points. If it does I'll make a big haul considering the amount I have invested." On his way home that afternoon he visited the little bank on Nassau Street and bought the 60 shares, for he had for tunately brought his money down that morning. CHAPTER VI. THE CRIME. After failing to find Skelton the previous evening, Guy forgot all about the gold cuff button he had found on his bureau until he got back to the boarding house again. Then it was driven from his mind by the startling event.:; which ensued .As he stepped onto the landing of the third floor he was astonished to see the door of his room wide open and sev eral people in there. One was Mrs. V anDusen, who look ed the picture of dis tress. The others were Brisquet, Mary, the chambermaid avd waitress, a locksmith from Sixth Avenue, who was trying to unlock his trunk, and a thickset man with a black mous tache, who was one of the detectives attached to the Ten derloin precinct station. "Here he is now," said Brisquet, nudging the dete c tive, as his eyes fell on the surprised young messenger. "What's the meaning of this?" asked Fisher, looking from one to the other, and finally at the landlady. "It means that you are my prisoner, young man," replied the detective, brusquely, gripping Guy by the arm. "Your prisoner" gasped Fisher. "What do you mean?" "I mean that you are under arrest," replied the thick-set man, sharp ly. "What for?" "Grand larceny-the theft of bonds valued at something over $2,000 anc1 $300 in bills." "Who makes such a charge against me?" demanded Guy, greatly bewildered. "Mrs. V anDusen." Fisher looked his astonishment: "Mrs. VanDusen, is it possible that you charge me with such a crime?" he said, looking at the landlady. "On what ground do you make it?" Before she could make any reply the locksmith said : "If the young man will give up the key of his trunk it will facilitate operations, as I :find this lock difficult to pick." "Where's the key of your trunk?" said the detective, curtly. "In my pocket," replied Guy. "Produce it." "What authority have you for looking into my trunk, and what dq you expect to find there?" f'I have a search warrant," replied the detective, making no answer to the second question. "Let me see your warrant," replied Guy, now perfectly cool, knowing that some grave mistake had b_een made The detective &hawed it to him. "All right. It gives you authority to search my room. Here is the key of my trunk. You will find nothing in it but what belongs to me. I trust you will not muss my things up." The detective handed the key to the locksmith, who unlocked the trunk and. threw the cover back. "Mrs. VanDusen," said the detective, "you had better take the things out of the trunk, an d see if :ypu can find any clue to your bonds or money." The landlady took the locksmith's place and emptied Fisher's trunk, piece by piece. Nothing of an incriminating nature was found. The boy's belongings were then returned, the trunk locked and the key returned to him. "Young man,'' said the detective, "you had quite a sum of mo'ney in your possession last night. What did you do with it?" "That money was mine and I deny your right to inquire into what I did with it,", replied Guy, sturdily. "What di9. you do with the bonds you took from Mrs. VanDusen's bureau drawer?" "I took no bonds from Mrs. VanDusen's bureau drawer. I have never been in her room since I've been in the house. What ground have you for charging me with taking the bonds in question?" "The paper in which the bonds were wrapped was found behind your trunk." "If it was I haven't the l east idea how it got there. Is that all the grounds you have for putting me under arrest?" "The other evidence against you is the fact that thio; young man," pointing at Brisquet, "came into your room last evening and surprised you counting a roll of bills, amounting, in his opinion, to $300." "Is there anythiRg criminal in a person counting his own money whether it amounts to 300 cents or $300 ?" asked Guy, sarcastical ly. "T'he third count against you was the discovery of a bunch of locksmith 's keys, which included a skeleton key, in the upper drawer of your bureau." ''There were no keys to my knowledge in my bureau drawer," replied Guy. "Very well, young man. You are not obliged to incrim inate yourself. I shall have to take you to the station. If the captain thinks there is evidence enough against you to warrant bringing you before the magistrate at Jefferson

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-. 10 FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. Market Court he will hold you, otherwise he will l et you go. Corne with me." So Guy accompanied the to the station 1 \ fter ibe thick-set man had stated the facts against the boy, and produced the keys and the pa1Jer in which the bonds were alleged to have been wrapped, the sergeant asked the prisoner his name. "Guy Fisher." "How olu are you?" "Eighteen years." "What is your business?" boy for Everett Cotter, stock broker, Chelsea Building, Wall Street." "Where do you li ve?" "At Mrs. VanDusen's boarding house, No. 1... -TwentyStreet." "Are your parents dead ?" ''I have a mother and two sisters in Elmira." "Ever been arrested before?" "No, sir." 'The sergeant then ordered Guy searched Among other t h ings taken from his pockets was the memorandum of the little bank on Nassau Street, dated that day, which stated that he had deposited the sum of $288 as margin on !iO shares of D & G., at 48. This was regarded as evidence against him, and was put with the keys and wrapper. I 'll have to lock you up," said the sergeant, motioning to an officer. "I shou ld l ike to send for Mr. Everett Cotter," said Guy. "I am the victim of a grave blunder." As $18 bad been found on the boy, he was abl e to com !Dand the services of a messenger. Before being locked in a ce ll Fisher was permitted to writ e a note to his employer, and an officer undertook to de liv er it at Mr. CotteT's house. 'rhe stock broker responded within a couple of hours. He was greatly surprised to hear that Guy had been arrested \Yhen he rea c h e d the station he was perm i tted to talk to Fishe r in the conidor outside the cells, in the presence of an officer. ,, After he had heard G u y's story he promised to see the magistrate at his house and give bail for his appearance t t in cour nex mornmg. He returned':in an hour with an order for the boy's Te l ease I ''You can't account for the presence in your room of the wrapper which the lady claim s contained the bond s nor the keys?" "No, sir. It is a mystery to me how they got there." "Looks like a plot to get you in trol1ble. Have you any enemies in the house?" "Not to my 1.'1'.l.owledge, sir" "Who is this Brisquet whom you say volunteered testimony against you?" "He's one of the boarders. He ca.me to my room last night to borTOw $5, and I g uess he went away mac1 'cause I wouldn't l e t him have it." "You say you had $312 in your possession last night?" "Yes, sir." "Your own money?" "Yes, sir." "That's what Brisquet saw in your hand?" "He saw $300 of it "It is unfortunate for you that your lancllady los t that exact sum in addition io the bond s Wha.t bonds were they?" "New York City .fours." "Of what denomination?" "I don't know anything about them." "We'll go around and see her." On ente ring his boarding house with Mr. Cotter, Guy sent for Mrs. VanDusen to come to the parlor. "Madam," said the broker, when she appeared, and Guy had introduced Mr. Cotter to her, "I am satisfied you have been a little ha sty in causing this lad's arrest He has b een in my employ over two years, and I have the highest opinion of his integrity. If I hadn't I shouldn't keep him in my employ Will you kindly tell me the circumstances connected with the loss of your bonds and money ?1r Mrs. VanDusen, somewhat impressed by the personality of the bToker, made the following statement: "Yesterday afternoon I wanted a piece of wrapping paper and went to a bo.x where the waste paper is kept. The first piece of paper I took out looked so much like the paper in which my bonds were wrapped that I examined it closely and saw from the writing on it that it wa s the paper itself. Full of alarm, I rushed upstairs, unlocked my bureau dra.wer and found my worst fears realized-the bonds, as well as $300 in money I kept there, were gone I was half frantic at my loss I asked my chambermaid if she knew how that pap er came to be in the waste bo.x. She said she had found it behind Mr. Fisher's trunk, and, thinking it of no value, had brought it downstairs. I thought thai. strange, as I always li ked the young man and did not s uspe ct him of robbing me "What other reason did you have for suspecting him, then?" "While I was in a panic over my loss, Mr Brisquet came home, and I told him about it. When I said that $300 in money ha.cl been stolen with the bonds, he said that he was in Mr Fisher's room l ast night and sa. w a considerable amount of money in his hand s He said he thought it was strange for an office boy to possess so much, and he sug gested that my young lodger might be the thief He ad vised me to go to the police station and state my case, vol unteering to accompany me, which he did. The officer at the station advised me to get a s e arch warrant to examine Mr. Fi s h er's effects, and sent a detective to execute it, with orders to arrest my lodger if h e thought th,e facts wananted it. I got a locksmith--" "I believe I am acquainted with what happened in Fisher's room, madam, so we won't go over it," interrupted Mr. Cotter. "Now, what were the denomination of the missing bonds?" "Five hundred dollars." "There were four of them ?" "Yes, sir." "Have you the numbers?" "Yes, sir." "Let me have them, then. I will take measures that will probably prevent the 'thief from dispo sing of the securi ties, or furnish a clue to his detection. In which case, mad-

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.I FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. am, you will either recover your bonds, or the city will issue new bonds to take their places." "Do you think so?" said Mrs. VanDusen, brightening up. "Yes, madam." The lady left the room and brought the broker a list of the numbers of the four bonds, which he copied. "That will be all, Mrs. V anDusen. You will have to appear at the Jefferson Market Court in the morning to back up your charge against Fisher. I sha ll have a lawyer on hand to defend him. If the magistrate considers the evidence strong enough to hold him for trial I will get him out on bail and put a aetective on the case." "If you think I will get my bonds back again I won't prosecute Mr. Fisher, though I can hardly afford to lose my $300," said Mrs. VanDusen. "Madam, you must do as you think proper. I am simply acting in the interests of this boy. As to your bonds, I am taking action as any broker would in a case of stolen secur ities. The number of the securities will be posted up in all the Exchanges, and brokers warned against negMiating their purchase. A description of the bonds will also be pub_,, lished in the daily press." Guy l eft tlfe boarding house with Mr. Cotter, as he had not had his dinner, and it was necessary for him to go to a restaurant for it as it was after nine o'clock. The broker left him at the corner of Sixth A venue after promising to send his lawy er to the court in the morning to look after the boy's interests. "Yes." "Did you find anything belonging to you in it?" "No." ''Then the only ground on which you caused his arrest was the alleged discovery of the wrapper of the missing bonds behind his trunk, and the fact that one of your board ers told you that he saw a sum of money, amounting, in his opinion, to $300, in Fisher's hands the evening before?" "Yes." I "When did you last see the money and bonds?" "The day before I discovered they had been sto len." "That's all," said the lawyer. The next witness was Mary, the chambermaid. She to finding the wrnpper of the bonds behind Guy's trunk. That was the sum total of her evidence. The lawyer asked her how she came to see the paper. "I saw the end sticking out." "Is it your custom to remove all paper, wrapping and newspapers, from the boarders' rooms?" "Yes, sir; if they look to be of no use." "What made you think that particular piece of wrapping paper was o f no use to Fisher?" "Because it was thrown careless -like behind his trunk." The next witness was Brisquet, and he went rather un willingly pn the stand. He stated that he had ente red Fishe r's room without knocking the night before and saw a wad of bills in his hands. He thought it singular that an office boy should be so well supplied with cash, but otherwise the matter did not call for any particular notice on his part until Mrs. V anDusen Guy Fisher was called to the bar of the J e:fferson Market told him she had been robbed of $300 and the bonds, then CHAPTER VII. GUY IS DISCHARGED BY TIIE MAGISTRATE. Polic e Court at eleven o'clock next morning. he suspected Fisher might be the thief and told the l?-UdMr. Cotter's lawyer arrived in time to have a brief conlady so. sultation with him before the clerk called his name. "What's your business?" asked Guy's lawyer. Several of Mrs. V anDusen's women boarders accompa"I'm a clerk in a gents' furnishing store on Sixth Avenied the landlidy to the court, curious to learn what would nue." be the outcome of the charge brought against the boy, who "Is it your habit to enteD boarders' rooms without knock-was a favorite among the ladies of the house, at least. ing ?" Mrs. Van.Dusen, after her interview with Mr. Cotter, was "No." not so sure that Fisher was guilty, though the circumstan "Why did you do so in this case?" tial evidence against him was strong in her mind. "It was an oversight o.f mine." Guy pleaded "not guilty," in a straightforward way, and "Hqw did Fisher act when you came in so unexpectedly then Mrs. V anDusen was called to the stand and discovered him with a considerable sum of money in She told her story substantially as she had related it to his hands? Did he act confused?" Mr. Cotter, and while she was testifying the broker came "I don't remember." into court. "You don't remember?" said the lawyer, sharply. "How 1ong has Fisher been boarding with you?" asked "No." Guy's lawyer, when he took up his cross-examination. "Wouldn't you have noticed it if he had acted so?" "Eight months." sternly "He came to you well recommended, didn't he?" "I suppose so," replied Brisquet, in a hesitating tone. "Yes," she replied. "Then, so far as you remember now, Fisher did not ad '.'Has his behavior in your house always been such as to confused and guilty?" meet with your approval?" "I guess so." has." "Yes or no?" snapped the lawyer. "Then prior to the discovery of your loss you had nry "No," admitted Brisquet, reluctantly. reason to doubt but that the prisoner was a model young "Are you and Fisher on good terms?" man?" "So-so." Mrs. VanDusen admitted that. "Do you often go to his room to call on him?'1 "You examined Fisher's trunk thoroughly in the pres"No." ence of Detective Mulvaney and others, didn't you?" "Why did you go there last night?"

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FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. "I went on a matter 0 business." "What business?" "I decline to answer." "Wasn't it to ask or a loan 0 $5 ?" "Yes," admitted Brisquet. "Did Fisher loan it to you?" "He did not," snapped the witness. "I believe you advised Mrs. VanDusen to have Fisher anested ?" "I did." "Had you any reason to believe him guilty other than. the fact that you saw that money in his hands ?'1 "No," reluctantly "Did you notice the denominations 0 the bills?" "They seemed to be fifties." "Are you willing to swear they were all fif ies ?" "No. "That will do. Will your Honor permit Mrs. VanDusen to return to the stand?" His Honor would. ":Mrs VanDusen," said the lawy e r, "do you rememb er the denominations of the bills that are missing." The lady could not remember exactly, but admitted there was not a fifty in the roll. "You are positive of that?" said the lawyer. "Yes." The next witness was Dete ctive Mulvaney. He testified to having searched the boy's room and that he found the locksmith's keys, including the skeleton key, in the bureau drawer, well back. On cross-examination he stated that one of the keys un locked Mrs. VanDusen's room door, and that the skeleton key would open any 0 the lady's bureau drawers. "You arrested the prisoner, didn't you?" continued Guy's lawyer. "I did." "How did h!j ad? Guilty like?" "No, but you can't always judge by that. I'v e known--" "That's all," said the lawyer, sharply, a.nd the stepped down. The la s t witness was the policema.n who searched Guy at the s tation. His evidence amounted to nothing outside of the finding of the memorandum slip of a stock qeal with the little bank on Nassau Street. This rather surprised Mr. Cotter as he sat among the spectators. Guy then was called to the stand and denied having robbed Mrs. V anDusen, or that he h ad ever been in her room. "How much money di d you have in your possession at the time the witness Brisqu et entered your room?" "I had $312." "Was that your own money?" "It was." "What were the denominations of the bills?" "Four fifties, five twenties, a ten and two ones." "Have you got the money still?" "No, sir." "What dicl you do with it?" "I placed $288 of it on margin in a stock deal with a Nassau Street" bank." "When did you do that?" "An hour before I reached my boarding house and was arrested." "Have you any idea how those keys and that wrapper came to get in your room?" "No, sir." "Did you always lock your room door on leaving?" "Yes, sir." "Have you any enemies in the house?" "Not to my knowled ge." The magistrate then asked Guy several questions, which he answered with perfect frankness, and then Mr. Cotter was called. He testified that Fisher had been two years a.nd three months in his employ and that his characte r was abovcreproach. The magistrate said the evidence was not sufficient to hold the boy for trial, and discharged him. So Guy returned to Wall Street a happy boy. CHAPTER VIII. HOW CASSIE CLARK STANDS UP FOR GUY. The arrest of Guy Fisher, charged with the theft of our $500 city bends and $300 in money from his landlady, was duly chronicled in the morning newspapers. Henry Knapp saw it and his little soul quivered with sat isfaction "I knew that fellow wasn't any good," he said to himself, on his way down: town "I wonder what Cassie Clark will sa y now? He'll be sent to some reformatory and he'll be out of Wall Street for good. My, how glad I am" Cassie Clark also saw the news, and it surprised and dis tressed her. At first she thought it must refer to some other Guy Fisher, for she could not believe that the young messenger s he thought so much of could be mixed up in such a pro ceeding. Henry Knapp, as soon as he came in, hastened to let her know that there was no mistake about the matter. "Well," he said, with a triumphant grin, "what do you think of Fisher now? He's a thief." "I don't believe it," replied Cassie, spiritedly. "You don't, eh? I'll show you the newspaper." "You needn't," replied lbe girl, resentfully. "I've r ead it, and I'm sure J-here is some mistake." "Ho! You'll find out there's no mistake. He's in jail and won't be down here this morning. I'll bet you'll never see him again. He'll go to prison for several years." "He'll never go 'to prison. He isn't that kind of boy," replied Cassie, standing up loyally or Guy." right," sneered Knapp. "You'll see if he doesn't."' "You seem to be glad that he's in trouble. You ought to be ashamed of yourself," cried the stenographer, in digna.ntly. "Well, I never liked him. Ile put on too many frills in this office to suit .me. I knew he'd get it in the neck some time." Cassie turned her bad{ on Knapp, and that made him angry.

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FROM MESSENGER TO lHlLLIOX AIHE. 13 "I'm glad he wasn't any friend of mine," he snarled, vinbuttons oI which the one you found is a fac-simile If dictively. "I don't care Lo associate with crooks." I he isnt, it will giYe some ground for suspicion that he was "Henry Knapp, you're a mean, disagreeable boy, and in your room withbnt your knowledge. When were the I don't want you to speak to me any more," flashed Cassie, 1 bonds and the money stolen?" with a suspicion of tears in her eyes. "Some ti;mc between Tuesday noon and late yesterday "Is that so? You're mad now, but you'll get over it." aftcrnoon-say within thirty hours-according to Mrs He walked over to one of the clerks ancl began to talk VanDuscn's testimony in court." about Guy Fisher. "Well, I hope the guilty one will be caught," said the The cashier and other clerks were astounded by the news, cashier, turning to his desk. and didn't know what to out of it. Guy went over to Cassie's desk and the girl greeted him They couldn't believe Guy to be guilty with a glad smile When Knapp tl:at he was, they shut him up and "I suppose you heard that I was pulled in last night on he went back to his m bad humo:. the charge of stealing?" he said Mr Cotter came m at half-past attended to his "I saw a paragraph in the morning paper about it,Jmt I correspondence other .matters, and then, after going knew you were not to the a while, for the cour;. "Thank you, Cassie, for your expression of confidence," The office f?rce noticed he sa id nothmg about Guys said Guy, gratefully. "I am not quite as bad as that. It absence, nor :refer red to his arrest. you've got a few minutes to spa re I'll tell you all about the As the clock pointed to the hour of noon, Mr. Cotter an.l trouble." Guy came into the reception-room and the young messen"I'll 1. t t G ed h t by th d is en o you, uy. ger resum is sea e wm ow as if nothmg had hapA a 1 h t ld h th h I t d t h" ccor mg y e o er e w o e s ory. 0 im. tl "I think that woman treated you about as mean as she e was presen. y sent out on. an errand and got well could," said Cassie. "The idea of having you arrested back he walked mto the countmg-room to deliver hi s an d b t d t h d" t h fl" a I t th h an su Jee e o sue m 1 gm ies on sue imsy evi ence tier. l"ttl t bl aa G ? k cl She 011ght to be ashamed of herself "I'd have no symou go m o a i e rou e, i n t you, uy." as e th f h f h t h b a b k h $300 th l k" ell 1 1 11 th 1 1 1 d. K pa y or e r i s e never go er on s ac or er e cas rn y, w e a e c er cs? me u mg napp, either." who was disgusted at his reappeara.nce, craned their neck s "I'm sorry to say I did, Mr. Gates," replied Fisher. "Did You re a little bit h_arcl on her, Cassie She. was rattlea you see the account in the morning paper?" over her loss, an cl the discovery of the wrap,per m my room, "Yes and I knew there must be So blrn:ider How did 11here it hac1 no business to be, addec1 to the insinuations it come' about?" me of Brisquet and his statement that he saw a roll of bill s i11 Guy told him all the circumstances and the result o my hand the nigh_t before, gave her the that 1 the exam ination. really must be Remember the loss is a hca1".'' on' "That's just like some women. They go off half cocked/' on her Yoo know $2,300 i sn't picked up very easily, an,(l said the cashier. "The real thief is probably laughin g in I the money and bonds represent about all shes his sleeve. It looks as if you had an enemy in the house, wo h. and that he planted the keys and the wrapper of the bonds "I don't see why she shou ld have kept the bonds in the to draw suspicion on you. What's going to be done about house A safe deposit i s the place for such thing s.n the matter, now that you are out of it?" "That's true; but that may be her way of doing busi"I believe Detective Mulvaney is out on the case. He ness." seems to suspect the boarder, Brisquet, who testifi e d "Whoever robbed her must have known that she had the against me." bonds and money in that bureau, that is, unless it was "He may be the guilty person." some sneak thief." "Well, I don't lmow anything about it. By Jove! Maybe "No common thief robbed her, for a gold watch and 1 I've got a clue," cried Guy, suddenly. "Funny how I some jewelry were left untouched." should forget all about it. I found a gold cuff button on "Then it was one of the boarders." b th t ht h I t afte "That's my opinion." my ureau a mg w en came ups aJ.rs r supper It does not belong to me, but it is exactly like a pair worn 'At that moment Guy was called to go out with a messagt?. by our star boarder." He was kept busy for the rest of the day, but he did not "Is that s o," said the cashier, with a look of interest. fail to notice that.there was nothing doing in D. & G. "You'd better give it to the detective as soon as you go Not seeing Dick Presto n around, he inquired about him up town this afternoon, and tell him who you think it and learned that he was confined to his home with a severe belongs to." cold. "I will. I won't mention the boarder's name to you be-Before going to his boarding-house that afternoon Guy cause he works in this building, and it wouldn't be right went around to the Tenderloin police station and asked for to make trouble for him, as the button may not be his Detective Mulvaney. a fter all." The man was not at the station and Guy left word for "That may be, Guy, but the fact that he's an inmate him to call around and see him in relation to the case he of the boarding house makes strong circumstantial evi -was on dence that the button is his. At any rate, i I were you When he appearecl in the dining room Mrs. VanDusen I would take notice whether or not he is still wearing the made a sort of apology to him for the troub l e she had

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FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. caused him, and asked if he thought Mr. Cotter would be able to recover her bonds. "I couldn't say, Mrs. V anDusen. A notice has been posted in the Exchange, and a copy of it sent by mail to the Philadelphia and Boston exchanges The newspapers published a description of the bonds this afternoon. Un less they have already been disposed of, in which case they will soon come to light, the thief can hardly get rid of them, except to some private person, with safety." Brisquet came in while Guy was at the table, but he didn't look at Fisher. The ladies, who all sympathized with Guy, treated the clerk with great coolness, so that he :finished his meal and left the h9use as soon as he could. Ab&ut eight o'clock Detective Mulvaney called and was shown to Guy's room. "You wanted to see me, I believe," said the detective, sitting down. "Yes, sir," replied Fisher. "I want to call your atten tion to a small matter and see what you think about it." With that he handed the man the gold cuff button and told him how he had found it on his bureau the night before his arrest, and that it was the exact duplicate of a pair worn by MacKenzie Skelton, the star boarder. "Who is this MacKenzie Skelton?" asked the detective. "He's cashier for Colgate & Co., stock brokers, in the Chelsea Building, on Wall Street. The office is right across the corridor from where I work." "Where is his room in this house?" "The front square one on this floor." "Do you know anything.about his habits?" "No, but I judge he's what is called 'one of the boys.' "Not often home evenings, I suppose?" "I don't think so." "Did you notice whether he's wearing the cuff buttons of which this is a duplicate?" "He had a different pair to-night." may have lost this one around the house, say on the landin g outside near your door, and the chambermaid may have picked it up and P"\1-t it on your bureau, thinking it was yours." "I asked the girl if she found a cuff button near my door and she told me that she had not. That's a valuable button, and if he really lost it I wonder why he has not inquired about it. Maybe he thought he lost it in the street." "I'll knock on his door and see if he's in." "He's not in. I saw him go out after dinner." "Come out and take a walk with me," said the detective. Guy put on his hat and they left the house together. CHAPTER IX. IN WHICH GUY SEES LIFE AND HEARS SOMETIIING OF GREAT I Under the wing of Detective Mulvaney, Guy Fisher visitea places that evening such as he had never dreamed of. They first took in the billiard and pool rooms frequented by the better class of young men, and Guy kept his eyes open for MacKenzie Skelton in order to point him out to the officer. They dropped into all the gilded saloons of the Tenderloin and dropped out again as it became evident that the object of their search was not inside. They strolled slowly along the lighted and animated thoroughfares of New York's giddiest section, but Skelton was not to be seen. They took in the theater district of Forty-second Street about the time the playhouses were turning out their patrons, and here again they were disappointed. Finally the detective gave it up for the night, promising to come around early the next evening before Skelton had left the boarding house. As they were walking back down Broadway Guy suddenly grabbed the detective by the arm. "Do you see those two men and a boy under the electric lamp yonder?" he asked. "Yes," replied Mulvaney, "and I know one of them, the chap in the Fedora hat, he's a hot sport and as crooked as a ram's horn. The lamb he takes in tow is sure to be she>rn close to the skin His name is Jim Robin son." "Well, the smooth -fac ed man he's talking to is Skelton," said Guy. "I've got his face photographed and I sha'n't forget it. Who's the boy? Do you know?" "Yes. He's Skelton's cousin. His name is Henry Knapp, and he's a clerk in our office." Skelton, Knapp and Robinson strolled into a neighboring saloon and Mulvaney and Guy followed them, the young messenger c1 rawing his hat well down over his eyes. The trio went to the bar and Skelton ordered drinks. "The youngster takes his bitters like a veteran," re marked the detective, watching the objects of their atten tion. "I never knew before that he drank," replied Guy. "He's trying to learn the ropes as fast as he can. I see young chaps like him doing that every night. The woods are full of them, all on the wide and sunny road to the old Scratch. If you want to see life in New York here's where you'll see it if you've got the money to hurn. You can't see it for nothing, make your mind easy as to that. Everybody who has wild oats to sow finds a fertile field for them in the Tenderloin. And the harvest is 1.tlways ripening The drunka.rd's grave gathers some of them in; the suicide's others. The city prisons have the larger share, from which not a few graduate to Sing Sing for various terms, and occasionally one gets as far as the electric chair1 if his relatives aren't rich enough to save him for the honor of the family Seeing life in New York, or in any other place, large or small, is the most unprofitable show any boy or man can take in, for the spectators themselves play parts while they pay the piper, as well." Evidently Detective Mulvaney knew whereof he spoke, for he had ha.cl a long and varied experience among tho lights and shadows of a great city. There was hardly a crook whose picture was in the rogue's gallery he was not familiar with, while at the same time he knew the face of every well-known sport, politician, high roller, celebrity and millionaire the broad acres 0 the metropolis could furnish for his inspection. Before Guy was :fifteen minutes in his company he knew exactly what kind of a boy Fisher was, and he felt a whole lot of respect for the lad. 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FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. 1 5 inson left saloon and continued on down Broadway at an easy pace. Mulvaney and Guy shadowed them. They crossed the street at the next corner and went up stairs to a billiard and pool parlor. The detective and the young messenger followed. at their heels. Theplace was crowded with young men and a sprinkling of graybeards. Not a table was idle. Mulvaney drew Guy back close to a thin partition whence they could keep watch, unobserved., on their quany. After watching the play for a little time from different parts of the room, Skelton and his companions suddenly came toward the end of the room where the detective and the boy stood. Mulvaney drew Guy behind the partition, and presently the objects of their attention took three seats against th1! thin ornamental half-wall. "Now, Skelton," said Robinson, "you've given me two hundred of the seven hundred you owed me; when do I get the other five?" "You can wait a couple of months, can't you?" replied the cashier. "I c;ould, of course, if I was going fo stay in New York all summer, but I'm not," "Why, where are you going?" "To the Coast." "Do you mean California?" "Yes, I'm bound for 'Frisco and Los Angeles." "You never said anything about such a trip before." "Because I didn't lmow I was going till to-day," replied Robinson. "What are you going to do out there?" "Ob, a little private business. I must have money to :finance the way, so I hope you'll make some arrangements to settle up." "I don't see how I can, unless--" "Unless what?" "You take a $500 bond which you can easily dispose of in San Francisco." "What kind of a bond?" "New York four per cent." Guy Fisher gripped the detective by the wrist, for he and Mulvaney distinctly overhearc1 every word that passed between the cashier and the foxy sport. "Why don't you sell it here and hand me the money? You're in Wall Street, and know better how to do it than L" "Well, I have my reasons for not wanting to sell the bond in this city." "What are your r easons?" "That isn't a fair question." "Maybe I can guess it," laughed Robinson, drily "You've been taking advantage of somebody's confidence, and lifted it." "Nonsense!" replied Skelton, uneasily. "Oh, come now, I'm too olcl a bird to be caught with chaff. Own up like a man. Admit that you don't dare sell that bond here :for fear oI the consequences." "It can be sold in San Francisco, all right." "Are you sure of that?" "Certain." Robinson seemed to be considering the matter, for a short silence ensued "I'll take your bond and try it," he said at last "All right. By the way, I have four bonds altogether, good for something over $2,000. If you'll take them all and sell them in S. F. I'll give you an extra $500 for your trouble." "Will you? I'm your man. When will you hand them over." "To-morrow, if you'll come down to Wall Street. I'll meet you in the rear second floor corridor of the Chelsea Building at one o'clock or, if I can't come I'll send Knapp with the bonds. I've got them in the office safe." "I'll be on hand. One o'clock, you say?" "Yes. You must sign a receipt for them, and send me $1,000 by express as soon as you get the money on them. 'rhe other $1 ,000 you'll keep yourself." "I understand." "Better sell the bonds to four different brokers, 'but if you conld sell them to some wealthy sporting man it would be better." "I'll get rid of them, never fear. There's a table now. Let's have a game." The three got up and took possession of a nearby billiard tal:ile. Then Mulvaney and Guy came from behind the partition. "We've been luckier than we expected," said the detec tive. "Skelton is the man who stole Mrs. VanDusen's money and bonds." "I would hardly have suspected him," replied Fisher. "What are you going to do? Arrest him?" "Not to-night, I intend to bag the three to-morrow at one o'clock. I shall want you to help me." "Yon can count on me." "All right, Fisher. I'll call at your office at twelve-thirty or earlier and then we' ll set tbe trap for them." Mulvaney then led Guy from the billiard parlor, accom panied him as far as J Ur s VanD-usen's boarding house and wished him good -ni ght. "I've had the time of my life to-night," Guy said to him self, as he was preparing :for bed. "I don't know when I've been up as late a s this before. Mr. Mulvaney is a very inter est ing companion to walk with. what he dqesn't know about New York 1rnulcln't fill a small flyleaf in a book. And to think he treated me without gloves yesterday after noon. Thi s is a great 1rorld, ancl this city is about as hot a town as one is likely to find. I wonder what Skelton, Robinson and Knapp will be thinking about to-morro'\1 night at this time. I'd bate io be in their shoes Guy turned out the gas, jumped into bed and was soon as leep. "CHAPTER X. THE TRAPPING OF SKELTON, ROBINSON AND KNAPP. iYhen Henry Kna pp walked into the office next morning he s howed plain signs of having gone the pace, as the ex pression is, the night before. He looked decidedly seedy about the eyes, and the springy step 0 r youth was noticeably absent. But there was one thing that wasn't missing, and that r

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I 16 FRO:J1 TO was the sneering expression which always rested on his fea"I cant cxplajn just now, but you may learn something itures when his gaze lighted on Guy Fisher. about it later on." It had been a source of acute disappointment to him that "Learn something about what?" the young messenger had escaped from his trouble, arnl "Don't be too inquisitive, Cassie. Just wait till matterk when he came in this morning and saw Guy seated by shape themselves." the window apparently as happy as a fly around the bung -Ile wouldn't say another word on the subject, so the girl hole of a molasses barrel, he could not avoid giving him a hacl i.o be satisfied. shot. Just before Mr. Cotter went to the Exchange, Guy had "Well," he said, planting himself close to Guy, "you an interview with him, detailing his experience with De escapecl being a jail-bird by the skin of your teeth. Some Mulvaney the pre?eding evening, and how they had people are uncommonly lucky in this world, while other discovered that MacKenzie Skelton was the person who had chaps get sent to the island for lifting a loaf of bread. I stolen the and from Mrs VanDusen. guess you're smarter than I took you to be," meaningly He also recei.ved. from the to Guy turned on him quickly. with the detective m regammg the bonds m question, which "Some people ought to know enough to attend to their were to be handed over to Jim Robinson to take West for own business," he said. "If I've been lucky enough to sale. escape from jail, as you say, it does not follow that you will During the morning, which was a busy one for Guy, he be so fortunate when you get there, Henry Knapp." noticed that D. & G. shares advanced half of one point. "What do you mean, you thief!" roared Henry, At a quarter past twelve Detective Mulvaney entered the furiously reception-room, where Guy was on the lookout for him. Guy was on h is feet in an instant, his eyes blazing with "I've brought my side-partner clown with me," he saiJ. "He's outside in the corrjdor. Come out an.d I'll introduce you to him and then we'll figure out how we can trap those chaps anger. Smash I His fist took Knapp between the and the clerk stag gered and measured his length on the floor. At that instant Cqssie Clark came in at the door and was a witness o f the discomfiture of Henry Knapp. The youth lay dazed for a moment or two on the floor and then slowly pulled himself together. He got up sputtering with rage "I'll have you discharged for this, Guy Fisher," he snarled venomously, feeling the sore spot about his eyes, for the blow was no light one. "All right," returned Guy, "start in and try. You ca.Ile
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n1E8SEJ._ GER TO MILLION AIRE. 17, Exactly at one o'clock Jim Robinson appeared in the cor riuor an me of being escorted through the street." "Sorry, sir, but I don't see any way out of it." Detective Foley continued to urge the cashier along the corridor, where the arrests had already attracted a great deal of attention. One of the surprised spectators who knew Skelton very well attempted to interfere, but was quickly suppressed by the detective. He then rushed into Colgate's office to tell the broker that his cashier was in trouble. While all hands were waiting at the elevator for a de scending cage to s top and take them down, Mr. Colgate came out to investigate. "What's the meaning of this, Mr. Skelton?" he asked hjs cashier. "That' s what I don't understand myself," 12_rotested his employee. "I just walked into the rear corridor on this floor when I was set upon by this man, who appearn to be a police officer, and placed under arrest. I have asked for an explanation, and can't get it. "You'll get all the explanation you want at the station," replied Foley, curtly r "Well, I'd like to know the charge you expect to bring against my cashier," said the broker. "My business is likely to suffer through hjs absence." "The charge is grand larceny," replied Mulvaney, recog nizing Mr. Colgate's right to explanation "Grand larceny!" exclaimed the broker. "Exactly," replied the detective, coolly. "We have evi dence sufficient to connect 11im with the theft of four New York bonds worth $2,000 aml $300 in money." At those words, which confirmed all hi s fears, Skelton's heart sank, and the look that came upon his face was not the look of injured innocence. The broker wlas very much astonished and a buzz ran through the crowd, which had now assumed sufficient pro portions to block up the corridor. The elevator stopped at the floor at that mom ent and Mulvaney forced his prisoner into the cage, quickly follow e d by Foley with his prisoner, while Guy brought up in the rear wiih the struggling Knapp. Th!!Y were presently let out into the 100in corridor below

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18 FROM MESSENGER. TO MILLION AIRE. and marched out into the street, where they attracted curious attention at once, and a crowd of onlookers, grow ing as they went, surrounded and followed them to the Old Slip police station. Fisher had his hands full with Knapp until Foley turned around and threatened to handcuff him, after which lw went along quietly and sullenly enough. They were arraigned before the sergeant's desk. The officer was expecting them, as Mulvaney and his partner had stopped in at the stahon before going to the Chelsea Building, and had explained matters to the captain. Th; pedigrees of the three prisoners were talrnn down in the blotter, together with the charges that Mulvaney pre ferred against them. Skelton was accused of grand larceny; Robinson with at fempting to receive stolen property, and Knapp as an ac cessory before the fact. They were locked up without ceremony and subsequently removed to the Tombs. Mulvaney notified Guy to appear at the Tombs Police Court at three o'clock. He sent Foley uptown to bring Mrs. VanDusen down with him. In the meantime Skelton sent a note to Mr. Colgate to procure a lawyer to defend him at the examination, and the broker, who did not believe his cashier guilty of the crime with which he was charged, sent a message to his own lawyer to call on Skelton at the Tombs at once. Guy \vent to lunch before returning to the office. When he got back Mr. Cotter was there and the boy explained matters to him. "I have to appear at the Tombs court at three o'clock, Mr_ Cotter," he said. "I suppose you have no objection." "None at all, Fisher. What do you suppose will be done with Knapp?" "I couldn't say. If he can show that he thought he was acting in good faith and merely to oblige his cousin he'll get off, but I'm afraid he'll not be able to do that, for he was present last night with Skelton and Robinson in the bil liard room when Skelton made his deal with the sport to take the bonds to San Francisco and dispose of them there, and the conversation which he, as well as Mr. Mulvaney and I overheard, was sufficiently plain to have given him to understand that all was not fair and above-board in the Cas sie was a s toni s11cd at this unexpected revelation, and we can t sn.y that she felt particularly sorry for the clerk, as he hac1 never conducted himsel in a way to win her respect and friendship. The examination of Skelton, Robinson and Knapp took place that a.rternoon in the Tombs court, and Mr. Colgate's lawyer was on hand to look after their interests. Skelton was first called to the bru to plead to the charge of having stolen the money and bonds from Mrs. Vw Dusen, and he promptly said "not guilty." The landlacly was the first witness against him. She testi1ied to the loss o.f the bonds and $300 cash, an
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,./ FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. 19 partition in the billiard parlor, and tried to confuse Fisher, but did not succeed very well. He tried to show that the conversation in question had no relevancy whatever to the case in han\l Detective Mulvaney then took the stand and gave his testimony, corroborating the greater part of Fisher's After the evidence was alJ in the lawye r asked that his client be discharged on the ground that the testimony was not sufficient to prove his guilt beyond a reasonable doubt. The magistrate declined to look at it in that way and held Skelton for trial Robin son and Knapp shared the same fate, though bot h swore that they believed the bonds to be all Guy did not return to the office that afternoon. He bought a paper containing the market report and found, much to his satisfaction, that D. & G. had gone up another half point. CHAPTER XII. GUY GETS IN ON S. AND T. AND MAKES A BIG WAD. MacKenzie Skelton sent a request to Mr. Colgate, through his lawyer, asking him to go on his bail -bond so he could be released from the Tombs. Mr. Colgate, after a talk with his lawyer decided not to comply with his cashier's request. He immediately sent for an expert accountant to go over his books to see whether or not they were all ri'ght. Inside of twenty-four hours the fact 'll'as brought to the broker 's attention that there was a shortage to the amount of $900, traceable directly to Skelton. The broker visited Skelton in the Tombs and asked him for an explanation The cashier admitted that he had appropriated tha money, but meant to return it. Then Mr. Colgate asked him whether or not he could ac count for the stolen bonds having been practically found in, his possession, but he had nothing to say, which confirmed the broker's suspicion of his guilt. ( Mr. Colgate then said that he could no longer consider Skelton as an employee, and that his lat e cashier must not look to him for further help Detective Mulvaney visited both Robinson and Knapp and assured them that they should not be prosecuted if they would agree to testify against Skelton at his trial. They agreed at once, and were transferred to the House of Detention for witnesses. In due time Skelton was tried for the theft of the bonds and the money, and was convicted and sent to Sing Sing for five years Long before that, however, Guy Fisher's deal in D. & G culminated in a profit of $16 a share, rai sing his little capital to $1,250. Henry Knapp, after his cousin's conviction, managed through a pull to get employment with an Exchange Place broker, and he put on more airs than ever. He had the nerve to address Cassie Clark on the street one day, when s he was on her way to lunch,' but she gave him such a turn-down that he refrained from bothering her in the future. It was about this time that Guy accidentally discovered. that a pool had been formed to corner S. & T. shares for the purposes of a boom. A stenographer in the confidence of a big operator let the news out to a young lady friend in Fisher's hearing, and the boy, knowing that she was in a position to get hold of ju.st such a bit of news, took a chance on it and bought 200 shares of the stock a t 62. Guy was not going altogether on the youn g lady's word He had read in one of the Wall Street papers that a syn dicate of brokers was forming to boom a well-known stock, but of course the name of the stock was' not mentioned, for the reporter who had picked up the information for what it was worth, had not been so fortunate as to penetrate the real intentions of the pool. If the name of the stock had been published that would have settled the deal in the very beginning, for there wouldn't have been any use in the operators interested in the combination going any further. The paper published the names of several op_erators who were believed to be in the deal, and the name of the young lady's employer was one of them Guy remembered all of this when he heard the girl give the tip to her friend, and it encouraged him to believe thAt the pointer was all to the good. At any rate, he went into it to the extent of bis pile, and in a few days S. & T. began to show unusual s igns of life. Inside of the week it had advanced from 62 to 65. On Monday morning, about eleven o'clock, l).e was at the Exchange with a message for Mr. Cotter. Dick :Ereston came bouncing in as if he was running to a fire and was afraid the blaze would be out before he got there "Hello, Dick," he laughed, "you seem to be in a hurry." "No, I'm not in a hurry. I'm in a perspiration." "What's the use tearing in here at that gait? Were you afraid the building might not be here when you ar rived?" "No. I'm just practicing for a 100-yard dash." "That's it, eh? I thought maybe a mounted cop was a fter you." "Don't you worry about a cop being after me. I m not trying to imitate our late cashier, Mr. Skelton, whom you helped to bag that day I was home laid up with a cold. 1 believe that honesty is the best policy By the way, I forgot to tell you that yesterday was my birthday I've got a small army of relatives and tl:iey all came nobly to the front with presents of money from a dollar up. How much do you s uppose I'm worth to-day?" "As I'm not a mind -r eader I couldn't guess how much you're worth." "Eighty dollars." "Do you want to double it?" "You bet I do. "Then go to the little bank where I bought those shares of M & T. that afternoon and buy ten shares of S. & T. It's going at 65, but it will be higher before it gets any lower." "How do you know it will?" "How do I know kits of things-by keeping my ears open and my mouth shut. I'm in on 200 shares myself, and that ought to tell you what I think of its chances of going up.

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20 FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. If it went the other way, for instance, I stand to lose over $1,200." "Gosh You don't say! So you think it's a safe risk for me to take?" "If it wasn't I wouldn't call your attention to it. At the same time you must ncit hold me responsible if you should happen to lose your money. Something might happen that I couldn't guard against myself, and then-but what's the use talking about the unpleasant side of things?" "I'll buy the ten shares on my way home. But y ou'll have to give me the tip when to sell out." "I'll do that for you, of course." The boys left the Exchange together, and that afternoon Preston bought ten shares of S. & T., at 65 5-8. Next day the stock was up to 67. At that point Guy was about $1,000 to the good 'on the deal. He counted on ma.king at least $2,000 altogether. As this was Dick's first venture he was quite excited over it. He couldn't talk of anything e l se while in Guy's society. If he could make his $80 into $160 he sa id he would be tickled to death. "You've made over $12 of it already," sa id Guy. "And do you think it will go up still higher to-morrow?" asked Preston "I shouldn't be surprised if it went up a couple of pointo more." "That would be fine. It would make me $20 richer." On the following day the stock went up two points and a quarter Then Guy concluded tp tell Cassie that he was in on an other deal. She received his statement with some incredulity until he showed her the memorandum of the transaction. "I thought Mr. Cotter had a heart-to-heart talk with you on the subject of speculating." "Then I adviSB you to sell out right away." "And lose another thousand?" "No, save the one you have in sight A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush, especially in Wall Street, where you can't tell what's going to happen from one minute to another."1 "But I'm working on a tip." "Supposing it is a good one, it's not infallible." "That's true, but I'm willing to take quite a chance on mine." "That's just the way with everybody when they get a point er They are sure it's going to prove a winner. All of a sudden, when they're not lookin g for it, the market turns and they awake from their dream of expected profits with a rude jolt. I hope you'll come out all right, Guy, but it's my humble opinion that you take too many chances, like the s howman who is accustomed to put his head in the lion's mouth." Guy had to admit the general correctness of the sten ographer's views, but he didn't sell out, just the same, and S. & T. closed that day at 69 5-8. Next morning when he was sent to the Exchange he found the floor in a state of great excitement. The cause was S. & T., which had suddenly come prom in ently forward, and the traders were falling over one an other in an effort to secure some of the shares Now that it was scarce, everybody seemed to want it at any price. When there was plenty of the shares goiing begging no body wanted them. Yet the railroad was doing business just the same, with out any noticeable increase either in ireight or passenger traffic. Its bonds were possibly a shade higher, but that was all. Speculators simply saw a chance to make money in the rise that was going on, and not having got in on the ground floor, like Guy, were trying to break in through the roof"So he did "And he advised you to keep out of the market." "I admit that he did." any old way, in fact, so long as they got in, and got out again before the fabric tumbled down a.bout their ears "And here you are disregarding his advice." "Well, when a good thing comes my way I can't l et iL get by me." "You're a foolish boy." "You told me that twice before, and each time I hit the market for a small wad." "That was because you were lucky." The uproa r in the Exchange was terrible that morning. It was just as if a couple of opposing candidates in "de Ate" ward were holding opposition meetings, and the fol lowers of each were trying to break up their opponent's gat h ering During it all S. & T. kept mounting up, the boys at the blackboard having all they could do to keep pace with the quotations. "I expect to be lucky again." "Don't forget the pitcher that went to the well. once too often and got brok en." From the opening price of 70 it had gone to 76, and Guy It went grinned all over his face as he mentally figured up his in"I'm not worrying about the pitcher. I expect to mak e a million in the market before my hair turns gray." "Wall Street is paved with expectations that have gone astray." "Don't you know there are exceptions to every rule Cassie?" "The exceptions in Wall Street are so rare that you want a high-pow e r fieldglass to find any trace of them." "All ri ght, Cassie, we won't argue the question any more, for I seem to be getting the short end with you. I bought 200 shares of S. & T. at 62, and the stock is now going at 69 1-4. I am $1,400 ahead so far." creased profits. At one o'clock, when Guy went back to the Exchange again, the figures on the board were 80 1-8. At two o'clock the latest quotation stood at 82 3-8. Guy saw it on the office ticker and he decided he would sell. He received permission from the cashier to go out, and ran into Colgate & Co.'s to tell Dick to get out, too. "I can't get away," said Preston. "T' hen give me an order for the bank to sell you out. The clerk knows me and will honor it. I'm going right up there now." So Dick wrote out the order and handed it to Guy. i

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f FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. Twenty minutes lai.er the holdings of both boys had beeu disposed of on the fl.oar of the Exchange, and all they had to do was to figure up their profits CHAPTER XIII. GUY THINKS IIE's ON TO .ANOTHER GOOD THING. An hour later some big trader flung a block of 10,000 shares of S & T. on the market and a sudden panic set in The price to tumble and then everybody became just as anxious to unload as they had been to buy a short time previous. The syndicate which had boomed it made no effort to stay the slump, for their.holdings had been practically all unloaded. Possibly the 10,000 shares had been unloaded by their representative to precipitate the drop, since it was by no means improbable that as soon as they were on Easy Street they had begun to sell short in a quiet way and were looking for more profits in the other direction. At any rate, down went the share like a mountain ava lanche, gathering force as it proceeded. The scene on the floor at this moment beggared descrip tion to use an old newspaper phrase It was as if the Falls of Niagara had broken loose, or an increased amount of oxygen had been pumped into the Exchange and caused a wild orgie among the traders. The s waying, gesticulating groups. especially around S. & 'I'. made a football game look like thirty cents. Broli:ern emerged from the mobs with neckties awry, col lars loose, hats dented, if not lost, and hair mussed. Yes, it was great fun-for those who were not on the wrong side of the market. For the unfortunates, it was simp l y a maddening swirl of many waters until i.he chairman's gavel brought order out of chaos on the stroke of three. Then the uproar ceased as if by magic, for no more sales could be recorded that clay. The perspiring and flushe d traders drifted singly and in small groups toward the main entrance, and soon the floor was in possession of the janitors, who proceeded to sweep up the debris left after the battle. During the height of the panic, while Guy was out on an errand, somebody carried the news to the cashier, and it was soon known all over thC' offic-c. Cassie was greatly concerned for Gu:v, for be had given her no intimation that h e intended to sell oui that day "Poor boy, I feel sorry for him if h e's been caught, as I fear he has. I hope it may be a lesson to him. He wouldn't take my advice anc1 sell when things were coming his way. That's the way with everybody when they get a touch of the speculative fever. They hold on for the kist dollar, which is jwt about as elusive as. a soap bubble. When you think you've got it it isn't there." Cassie expected to see a lotJ.g face on Guy when he next appeared in the counting-room, but she was happily disaii pointed. Ile heard about the panic while he was out, and felt par ticularly jolly to think that be had escaped from the market just in time "I was lucky for fair," he said to himself. "Lor'! How tough I'd feel now if I had been caught in the shuffle He was cager to tell Cassie that he had made a fine haul out of the market, but decided to leave it stand over until he got his sett l ement next day "She won't believe I've made so much, so I want to have the proof at h an d to c on vince h er." With that idea he kept away from the counting roorn when he got baGk to the office, and that made Cassie almost sure that he had l ost and was ashamed to te ll her about his hard luck. At half past three he was done for that day and he slipped off without going in to sec her, as was his practice He was reading the news of the slump in the paper next morning when Cassie came in "Good-morning, Guy," she said, looking hard at him. "Good morning, Cassie," he said, cheerfully. "IJOvely morning, isn't it?" she continued, wondering if he would say something about his deal. "Fine as silk, or youraelf for instance." "No bouquets, Guy, please," she smiled. "Is that a hint that you want one?" he grinned. "Certainly not, you ridiculous boy!" thinking that h e acted uncommonly cheerful for a loser, if, indeed, he was one "Well, I mean to get you one just the same." "Don't you dare "I dare do a whole lot, Miss Clark." "I won't permit you to waste your m o ney." "You're beginning early." "What do you mean?" "You're bossing me around before we're even engaged. I don't know what you'll do when we're married," he chuckled. "Aren't you just awful!" she cried, blushing furiously, ancl making a da s h for the counting room. Mr. Cotter sent him in with several papers for her to copy on the typewriter, ancl he took advantage of the chance to tell her that he had sold out his S. & T. shares before the s l ump. "I'm so glad you got out all right," she said. "I was afraid you had been caught How much did you make?'' "How much do you think?" ''Maybe $1,500." "Guess again." "Did :vou make as much as $2,000 ?" "Yes, I made-as much as twice $2,000." "Oh, come now, Guy, don't lay it on too thick," slw protested. "Th en you d on't believe me?" "Hardly." "Perhaps you'll bBl ieve that, then," and he showed her his check. There was no going behind that, and she was quite astonished. "1t doesn't seem possible that you could make so much "Possible or not, there's the evidence." "So you're actually worth over $5,000 ?" "I'm worth $5,300 Pretty good for a messenger boy, don't you think?" "I shou l d say so." "I'm worth setting your cap for, ain't I?" Cassie b l u shed and favorecl him with a sidelong glance

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FROMJ MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. "When are we going to be engaged?" he persisted with iJ. chuckle. "Go along, you foolish boy!" she said, with a deeper flush, that well became her. "All right, I'll go along if you want to get rid of me," he replied, walking off. "He's just the nicest boy in all the world," she mur mured, as she resumed work. "I wonder how much she likes me?" Guy thought, as he returned to the waiting -room. In a few minutes he was called to take a message down on Broad Street. The office lie went to was just off the sidewalk. There was a crowcl in the little anteroom looking at the ticker and canvassing the state of the market that morning. The market was still badly off, and only the shorts were jubilant. The bulls had apparently sought the seclusion of their habitats, leaving the bears in triumphant possession of the field of battle. Guy had to wait, as the man he wanted to see was en gaged. Finally he was admitted to the private office and de livered the note he had brought. While the broker was reading the enclosure a clerk ca.me in with some papers, which the trader took and laid on his Then a stout, red-faced man entered unannounced. "I've just seen Billings," he said in a low tone, "and have got instructions to go ahead, so you'd better get over to the Exchange as soon as you can. I'll try and pick up as many shares as I can on the outside. Offer 46 flat. The last quotation was three-eighths higher, but the market is weak and will go lower." The other broker nodded and began scribbling an answer for Guy to take back. His partner, who was the head of the firm, then left the room. On his way back to the office Guy wondered if what he had heard referred to another boom that was under way. "I'd give something to know the name of the stock Mr. Whipple has b_een instructed to buy in the Exchange," he thought. "I'd just as soon get in on another winner as not." Half an hour later he went to the Stock Exchange, and there saw Whipple bidding on A. & H., and taking in all that was offered. Subsequentl y he looked the stock up and found that it was going arounr1 46. "I've a great mind to buy some of it on a chance," he argued. "Now i s a good time to buy stocks, anyway, when everything js down. Things are bound to recover in a day or so." The more he thought about it the better the idea appealed to him. Finally he decided to go in, and on his way home he bought 500 shares of A. & H., getting it at 46. CHAPTER XIV. IN WHICH GUY .A.ND CASSIE COME TO .A.N UNDERSTANDING. Dick Preston, instead of merely doubling his $80, had made a clean out of the rise in S. & T., and he was not only tickled to death, but very grateful to Fisher for putting him onto such a good thing. "It was just like finding money," he said to Guy on the day he got his statement and check from the little bank. "The day before my birthday I was worth about $10, now I've got $250 to cut a splurge on. It's great." "Feel like a monied man, don't you?" laughed Guy. "Bet your boots I do. How much did you make?" "A little over $4,000." "Gee! But you're wealthy for fair." "That wouldn't more than buy cigars for some men down here." "I don't believe you'll lose your money. You seem too smart for that." "Thanks for the compliment; but some of the Slllartest brokers in Wall Street lose their bank accounts at times." "So I've heard, but I don't see why they should. They ought to know the ropes so well that they should win every time." "A man gets over-confident when he thinks he knows it all, and then the ground slips from under him with a sud denness that takes away his breath." "I hope it will never slip from under you." "I hope not, too, but a fellow never can tell what may happen. I make it a business to keep posted on the situ ation at all times. Still, that isn't saying that I know so much. I am simply doing the best I can to keep abreast of the market so that when I tackle a deal I can do so in telligently. But, at the best, the element of chance i s so great that no outsider can be sure of what is going to hap pen." "From the way you talk I feel like holding on to my $250 and not risking it in any more deals." "I would, if I were you, until I get better acqu!lillted with the market. I was over two years in the Street before I made that first deal you were a witness "Are you looking around for another chance ?" "I'm onto one, I think." "Wnat, already?" asked Preston, in surprise. "Yes, already. Now is the time to buy, when prices are down." "What stock are you thinking of buying?" "I've bought 500 s hares of A. & H." "You have .?" "Yes, and if it looks as promising as I hope, I'll buy 500 more." "Maybe you'd better buy me some." "No, I don't want to encourage you in this thing, for I'd have to look after your deal as Wl3ll as my own, and if I got caught you would, too." "I'd like to double my money." "So would everybody Just hold on to your pile, maybe in a week from now you'll have more than me, though I am worth $5,000 this minute." Dick thought his advice good, and decided to follow it. Next day A. & H. was down to 44 5-8. As Guy had half expected that it might go lower before the market braced up, that fact did not wony him greatly, especially as he had more than cash enough to pieet a call for more margin if it was made. By the end of the week A. & H. began to recover, as the

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J ., FROM MESSJ:<;.NGER 'rO MILLIONAIRE. 23 general tone of the market improved, and it closed on Sat urday noon at 47. It slowly advanced during the fore part of the next week until it touched 50. On Friday it took a boom on a;nd went to 55 in a couple of hours. Guy bought another 500 shares at 52. 'On Saturday morning it became a storm center and ran up to 60. Fisher decided not to hold it over Sunday, for fear some thing might happen, and ordered a sale. His shares went at GO 3-8. When he figured up his winnings he found he had mq,de $11,000. "It may go to 70, : for all I can tell, but still I'm g lad I'm out of it. I can't afford to take too many chances," he told himself. Then he went into the counting-room and told Cassie that he had made another winning deal and was worth $16,000 and over. "I'm going to treat you to lunch before you go home, if you will do me the honor of eating with me, and then 1 mean to buy you a two-pound box of candy to last you over Sunday." ''Aren't you generous!" she exclaimed, and then, after a slight hesitajion, she accepted his invitation. About a month lat er Guy read a pa ragraph in a paper about the rumored consolidation of two railroads. This, of itself, amounted to nothing, as such rumors were frequently reported and as frequently denied in the course of time. It happened, however, in this case, that Fisher learned from an inside source that the consolidation in question was actually going through, and, taking advantage of thi8 knowledge, he bought 2,000 shares of C. & D., at 75, the ruling price. He had also found out that C. & D. would surely go to par as soon as the report came out and was confirmed. He considered the deal so safe that he advised Preston to go into it, and so Dick bought 35 shares at the same time. Inside of ten days the news was published and the stock went up. Both boys held on till it reached 100 and a fraction, anr1 then disposed of their holdings. Guy cleared $50,000 and Dick $750, raising their cap ita.is to $66,000 and $1,000 respectively. Cassie and Preston were the only ones wl10 knew that Guy was worth so much money, and both were agreed that he was the smartest boy in Wall Street. H wasn't so long after that Guy, in following the market, noticed that B. & L. shares were selling uncommonly low considering the standing of the road. He was satisfied they would not always rnmain at that point, so he felt that it would be a safe investment to put a portion of his money into the stock, and then sell out at a profit at the first rise. So he purchased 5,000 shares, at 88. Two weeks later tl:_ie stock went to 96, and he sold out, clearing $39,000, which, added to his funds, made him worth $105,000. "Well, Cassie," he said, after showing her his check, "I'm worth a tenth of my million, at last." "You're a wonderful boy." "I'm not foolish, then, as you so often called me." "No, I take it all back in your case.'' "Can I come and see you twice a week now, instead o.f once?" "Don't you sec me eno ugh during the day?" she asked, not looking at him. "No, I don't see you half enough." "Well, you can call twice a week if you wish to." "How about yourself? Do you want me to call as often as that?" "Yes, or I wouldn't encourage you to." "Then I'll be up to your house to-night." And be was as good as his word. She was waiting for him in one of her best gowns. He declared that she never looked prettier than on this occasion, which compliment brought the roses to her cheeks. The most comfortable piece of furniture in the parlor of her home seemed to be the sofa, for they both occupied it. Mrs. Clark made her appearance for a while, and after she retired to attend to some sewing that she said particu larly demanded her attention, Guy proceeded to tell Cassie how he thought her by long odds the nicest girl in the world, and wound up by asking her if she thought enough of him to go into a life partnership when he had made the million he had set his heart on. Her reply was evidently satisfactory to the young mes senger, for he stayed longer than usual that evening, and when he finally took his departure it was with the under standing that he could call as often as he felt like. CHAPTER XV. GUY REACHES THE HALF-MILLION MARK. "Say, Guy," said Dick Preston about three months later; "I believe I've got hold of a fine tip." "Do you?" replied Fisher. "Then you've caught on to a mighty rare a rticle. What's the nature of your pointer, if you don't mind telling me?" "You've heard about the Westchester Traction Co., haven't you?" "Sure. That's the new company that got the right-of way to build a line as far out as Blankville to connect with the New England Traction Co., and was held up on their application for a franchise by the Railroad Commission because a portion of the line paralleled the New York & Harlem road." ) "That's right. A whole lot of the stock was sold to raise the necessary capital to build' an cl equip the road, but wheu the company failed to get the franchise the shares went down as low as $10, and nobody seemed to want them even at that, for a traction company without a franchise is a mighty poor investment." "You can gamble on it that it is." "Well, old man, I've accidentally learned that, owing to a change in the commission, the company now stands a first class show of getting its franchise." "Is that so?" "Yes. Our firm has acted as financial agents for the

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FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. traction company from the start, and in that capacity dis posed of the larger part of the stock. I saw a letter from the president of the company to Mr. Colgate which staterl that the attorney of the company had advised him of the probable granting of the charter in a very short time, and he directed our firm to buy in all the shares of the company he could get hold of at the present low price. Now here's a chance for you and me to make a good haul if you're willing to take the risk of the franchise going through. If the president of the company is willing to take it I think we may. The stock is going at $10. We won't do any margin business on this thing, but buy the shares outright. I'll give you my $1,000 and you can buy me 100 shares. As for yourself, I'd put the whole of your $100,000 into it at once before Mr. Colgate gets ahead of you. There'll be enough left for him, anyway. I can give you a li s t of brokers that have 25,000 shares between them. You can call on enough of them to get all you can handle. The moment the company gets its franchise the price of the stock will go to par, which is $50." Guy said he'd consider the matter and let Dick know next morning. That afternoon he bad a talk with the. cashier, laying an imaginary and parallel case before him, and asking him what he'd do under such circumstances if he had a consider able sum of money to invest. The cashier, after some consideration, told him he'd buy the stock if he could get hold of it, as the possible profits warranted the risk, and that that was the way some of the biggest men in the Street were in the habit of making millions. That decided Gpy, for he had great confidence in the cashier's judgment. Next day he got the list of brokers who had Westchester Traction stock for sale, and from them he bought 10,000 shares for himself, and 100 shares for PrestoII, paying down. cash for it and getting the certificates, which lie put away in his safe deposit box. The stock cost him 9 7-8 a share Inside of two days the stock was being quoted at $12. A few days later the newspapers printed a rumor that was reason to beli eYe that the Westchester Traction Co. 'rnuld get its franchise at last. ,\lthough this report could not be confirmed, the mere of such an outcome caused a boom in the price of the shares They were fonnd so hard to get hold of that $20 was offered for the stock, with but little coming to the surface A lr eady the boys had doubled their money, but neither frlt inclined to sell out what they had. _\!though Guy was conscious that he had made a clear $100,000 on paper inside of a week, which he could easily turn into the actual cash if he had a mind to, it did not give him a swelled head. He was getting used to the idea of big deals ever since he bad made $50,000 on C. & D. and $39,000 on B. & L. The possibilities of this traction stock deal were so that if it went through all right he felt that he would b0 worth half a million, and he was willing to take chances of rcnch ing that very desirable point. Nothing, however, happened during a whole month, and traction stock gradually fell to $15. Then, one day, like a lightning bolt out of a clear sky, came the news that the Westchester Traction Co. bad gotten its charter. Inside of fifteen minutes after the news reached Wall Street $30 was being offered for the s tock. With the absolute confirmation of the report, Guy Fisher, for the first time in his life, was a much excited boy. The prospect of being worth half a million had never struck him before with such dazzling force He was out on a message when he heard about the ex citement which reigned in the Exchange and was permeat ing the whole Street. He flew back to the office as fast as his feet could carry him in order to spring the glorious news on Cassie, to whom everything that concerned Guy was now a matter of great importance. "Say, Cassie, I've got great news for you," he cried, rushing up to her desk, his face beaming with the momen tous intelligence. "My gracious, Guy, what is it?" she asked, expectantly. "About six weeks ago I invested every cent of my money in Westchester Traction stock at 9 7-8. I bought the stock outright. I had gotten a tip tha.t the company was about to get a franchise at last. I didn't tell you for fear you cl be worried about the money. Well, the company has its franchise and now I can get $30 a share for what I have, and that's a clear profit of $200,000." "You don't mean it!" "I do, and what's more, I don't mean to sell at that figure. It's sure to go to $50, and that will mean an ad ditional $200,000, making me worth half a million." "Guy Fisher!" ejaculated Cassie. "Then I mean to cut loose from this office and confine my future energies to making the other $500,000 that I need to make myself a millionaire/' "Goodness You're the most astonishing boy that ever came to Wall Street," she said. "What induced you to go into this deal?" "Dick Preston got the tip and passed it on to me. He's in it to the extent of a hundred shares, on which he ought to clear $4,000. But I'm going to do the right thing by him and see that he makes money after this in every deal I go into that turns out successful." Next day Westchester Traction stock was quoted at $10. "Another $100,000 made in twenty four hours. Thing s are surely coming my way in great s hape," said Guy lo Cassie, soon after the Exchange opened. The fair stenographer was so excited over her husband's prospects that she could hardly settle down lo her work. She seemed to be treading cin golden ined clouds. Before the end of the week the traction stock reached 50, and then Guy sold his holdings in lots of 1,000 each, and got rid of Dick's 100 shares at 50 3-8. Saturday noon he walked into Mr. Cotter's office and told him that he wished to give him a week's notice of his in tention to qnit. 'I'he broker was surprised and asked him i he was going to leave the city. "No, sir. I'm going to stay right here in New York." Then he amazed Mr. Cotter by showing him a handful

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I FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. 25 of checks aggregating half a million doll ars from different I till three o'clock reading market news and looking at brokerage houses. I quotations that appeared on the tape of his ticker Each and every one was made out to his order. About a quarter to four Dick Prqston carn e in to see him. "What does this all mean, Guy?" asked Mr. Cotter. "Youvc got a nice, chccrhtl den here, old man," said "It means that I've just made $ 100,000 out of West-hii:: Yisilor. Traction." '' Y cs, it's all right, hui. kind of I !eel like a "The dicken s you have!" gasped i.hc broker. "How clicl duck ont o[ water. Xo mor e chasing arou11c1 among the you do it?" officPs 1rilh and "nclt l iYcly work. when I want Guy told him how he had disregarcletl his ad.vice to keep Lo see life l're got to go out on the street or around to the out of the stock market, and had gradually accumulated f:'xchanges. Even that is clull recreation when there's no $100,000. object in view." Then he told him that a little bird had tipped him otr "That's Jight, but you'll get used to your new conditions on the traction franchise matter and that he had bought in a little while Besides, you'll be in on some deal before 10,000 shares while it was down to 9 7-8. long and that will keep your mind employed "I old out yesterday at 50," he concluded "And that's "What's the matter with you taking a desk in here? the whole story." You've got $5,000 now at your command, and I ca:d guar "Well, it's a story that will make Wall Street sit up and antee you'll make more in the long run than you'll ge t take notice if it gets out," replied Mr. Cotter. "Allow me out of a messenger boy's wages. to congratulate you." "I'd like it first rate. I'll speak to my folks about it." "Thank you, sir." "Do so, and see if you can't come.11in a week from Satur" ow, what are you going to do with all that money?" day. I want to take you in on mY. deals in return for that "Make it double itself. I started out to make a million, tip you gaYe me which nettecl me s'o much money. I mean and, having reached the half-way house, I don't intend to to help you to $100,000 before you're so much older." rest on my oars, but keep right on." Dick succeeded in inducing his parents to let him go in "Speculating?" with Fisher, and so be notified Mr. Colgate that he was "Yes, sir." going to leave his employ. The broker shook his head. On Monday week he and Guy were together, and Dic k's "You've beei1 uncommonly lucky, my boy. But will the nam e was put on the door. _,treak hold out? A t.urn come at any moment. Bette1 Up to that time Fisher had been doing nothing in the go slow is my advice once more to you. You've a fortune way of adding another dollar to his capital, but he was in in your hands at this moment, think well ancl carefully no hurry. before you continue in a game that has few prizes and He was cautious about tackling the market until he saw many blanks." a good opening that promised results. Guy, however, had marked out his future plans and could On Tuesday morning he decided to buy B. & 0 shares, not be turned from his course of action. which had gone down below their normal standing on the He thanked Mr. Cotter for his advice, and assurPd the list. broker that he would always look carefu lly before he leaped, "You can go the whole hog, Dick, with your money, and but that he was fully determined to make the million he hud if you have to put up more margin I'll see you th. rough," set his mind upon said Guy. CHAPTER XVI. A MILLIONAIRE AT LAST. Guy Fisher left Mr. Cotter's employ on the ensuing Sat urday. The cashier and clerks were sorry to see him go. Not one of them knew, however, that he was worth half a million and was going to open up a sma ll office for himself. He hired a single room in the Johnston Building, fur nished it neatly, put in a safe, telephone and ticker, and had his name inscribed in gilt letters on the door. He subscribed to the more important financial dailies, and also for the daily market reports of both railroad and mining stocks. The office was ready for occupancy on Wednesday, and he appeared there at half-past nine, read the papers and then went over to the Visitors' Gallery of the Stock Exchange, where he remained until ready to go to lunch, watching the brokers below. After lunch he returned to his office and spent the time "All right,'' replied Dick. "That's fair enough." That morning Guy bought 10,000 shares of B. & 0., .at 90, for himself, and 500 shares of the same for Preston. He told Dick to go out around among the brokers and see what he could learn about matters in general. About noon there came a knock on the door and Mr. Cotter walked into the office. "Glad to see you, Mr Cotter. Take a seat,'' said Guy. "So trus is your headquarters, eh?" said the broker, looking around. "Yes, sir "I suppose you find" things a bit s low in comparison to what you've been used to." "I'm getting used to it." "Done anything yet?" "Just made my first B. & 0. I paid 90 for it expect to see it go up two or three points in a few days, when I mean to seli. Quick sales and small profii.a per share is my motto." "If you make $2 or $3 a share on 10,000 you' ll be doing pretty well. At any rate, I guess you've pickecl out a safe stock. Do you think you can find time to do a little busi ness for me? I'll pay you a commission."

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FROM MESSENGER TO MILLIONAIRE. Yes, s i r. I'll be glad to do anything I can for you." "We ll, I want you to go around and buy all the shares of L & G you can find among the brokers, and have them delivered C. 0. D at the Manhattan National. I have reasons for not wishing to be identified with this deal. Don't call on any broker with whom you are acquainted, and if any questions are asked you had better say that you are in business for yourself, ... and hand out your card." "All right sir. I'll attend to thematter right away. Mr Cotter then wished him luck and left the office. Guy wrote a note and left it en Dick 's desk and then went out to execute his commission for his late employer. He spent the rest of the day picking up L. & G. shar e < wherever he could find them, and by half-past three had got hold of 20,000. "If you're going to puy stock for other people you ought to put the words 'Stock Broker' on the door," said Dick, when Guy told him what he had been doing. "Oh, there's no hurry about that. I'm only doing this a8 a favor for Mr. Cotter. I may not get another order in t>" coon's age. When I do alter the sign I'll take you int o partnership "Do you mean that?" "Sure, I do. I think you and I will make a good team. We seem to pull all right Guy bought, altogether, 30,000 shares of L. & G. for Mr Colter, and received a check for $3,750 "That's pretty good for two days' work," he said to Dick. "I should smile." A week later B. & 0. was up to 92 1-2, and Guy sold out at that price. He made $25,000, and Dick pocketed $1,200. "What did I tell you, Dick? You've only been out for yourself two weeks and you've made three years' wages a s a messenger boy. I guess your family will have no caus e to kick because you made the change," said Guy. "They'll fall off their chairs when I tell them," grinned Preston, as he looked his roll of profits over. The boys' next venture was in C. H. & D. Guy bought 30,000 shares for himself and 1,000 for Dick, at 61, and inside of ten days sold out at one and one half points advance, clearing $37,000, less expenses, while Dick's share amounted to $1,300. The deal was put through Mr. Cotter's office. It was about thi s tim e that Guy discovered that a syndi cate had been formed to boom the M. & T.-a Southern The fact that he was a boy of nineteen deceived him He supposed Guy would buy a hundred shares or so, but the boy lost no time in corralling as many shares as he could get hold of. The syndicate bought the balance, but couldn't l ocate the 26,500 shares that Guy had bou gh t a.t 45 for himself and Dick. In order to b ring the s h a res t o light, if possi b le, they forced the price down 10 points, but Guy was abl e to sa'tisfy the two calls made on him for additional margin, at the same time selling 20,000 shares short when he tumbled to the tactics of the syndicate. When the stock began to rise aga.in he bought in 20,000 shares to cover his short sales, cleaning up $100,000 Then, when the price went up to 55, he sold out hia 25,000 shares to the which had to take them in to save the price from dropping again. That gave him another profit of $250,000, while Dick made $15,000. Guy was now worth over $900, 0 G O and a month later he had his million, malting $90,000 out of a d eal in N. J. Traction. Just one year after striking out fOT himself he was worth a million and a half Then he proposed to Cassie that they get married. She was perfectly willing, and so the wedding took place, and a-fter the honeymoon Guy took his bride to live in an elegant home that he had purchased on Riverside Drive. Guy's luck has followed him right along, and to day he's worth at least five millions, while Dick Preston has over $250,000 in bank to his c r edit After Mr. Cotter retired from business there was guite a competition among the brokers to secure Fisher as a cus tomer, for by that time all Wall Street had learned of Guy's phenomenial rise from Messenger to Millionaire. THE END. Rea d "THE BOY GOLD HUNTERS; O R, AFTER A PIRATE'S TREASURE," which w ill be the next nu m ber (109 ) of "Fame and Fortune Weekl y SPECIA L NOTIC E : 'All b ack numb e rs of tli i s weekly road that had not attracted much attention for several ar e always in prin t. If you cannot obtain them from any years. newsdealer, s e nd the price i n m o ne y or p o stag e stamps by He got the tip through a big trader he had done a favor mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHE R, 24 UNION for The trader, however, did not know that Fisher had much SQUARE, NEW YORK, an d you will rece ive the copies c a p ital a.t h .is back. y o u o r der by return mail

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/ AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 27 Fame and Fortune Weekly NEW YORK, OOTOBER 25, 1907. Terms to Subscribers. Coples ............................................. 0 ne Three Months ................................. 0 ne Copy Six Months .................................... ne P1' One Year ..................................... Postage Free. How To SEND MONEY. .05 Cents .65 u $1.25 2.50 At our risk send P. 0. Money Order, Check, or Registered Letter; re mittances in any other way are at your risk. \Ve accept Postage Stamps I he same as cash. When sending silver wrap the coin in a separate piece ot paper to avoid cutting the envelope. W1-ite your name and address plainly. Address /.etteis to Frank Tousey, Publisher, :1.f Union Sq., New York. GOOD STORIES. The files of old newspapers are a priceless record of the history and manners of their times. In the Boston papers of 1796, and, indeed, in any papers of the time, the accounts of public rejoicings show that these were few in number and that the method of keeping them differed widely our ideas of festivities. Washington's Birthday was perhaps the greatest holiday. "Industrious citizens," we are told, "appropriated the hour of noon for the congratulations of the day. Each family en riched the domestic meal with bountiful Jlrovisions, and gay spirits and temperate and undissembled joy pervaded all classes." There were speeches and processions and illuminations for the less industrious, who were willing to give something more than the hour of noon to the celebration, but the most mem orable observance of the day was that of the Harvard stu dents: "Saying to each other ttiat it would be disgraceful to pre tend to honor Washington with riot and disorder, they re tired to their chambers before 9 o'clock, and by the time the bells ceased ringing there was not a light to be seen in any of the buildings." This is equaled by the summing up of the celebrations of Fourth of Jly for the same year, a day observed with great rejoicings. No accidents are reported, and the editor con cludes: "In short, in every place we heard from, happiness was the orde:i: of the day, tranquillity of the night." Of the expensive furs none is better known or more com monly used than Persian lamb, and about none are there more absurd errors current. One of the errors almost universally believed is that the curliest and glossiest and blackest Persian lamb is obtained by killing the owher to get the unborn kid. This is sheerest nonsense. The"'great desideratum in Per sian lamb is to avoid the prevailing reddish tinge that can be seen by holding the fur up between you. and the light. Germans excel in the dyes of all sheepskins, owing, it is said, to a quality in the waters of German rivers and to the mineral properties of German clays. But it need hardly be explained that a pelt which is a beautiful jet black before dressing will be a finer skin for the market than the reddish pelt that has to be made black. What owner of a herd of Persian sheep would be such a fool as to kill a sheep that produced these finest black lambs? It is to his interest to keep her alive that she may produce more Jambs and to take the very best care of her. Besides, if the lambs are allowed to grow the pelts will be larger. I asked Revillon Freres, who have large sheep farms at Bokhara, in Persia, to supply their Paris trade: "Do you ever in any circumstances slay the mother to get a good pelt from the unborn kid?" "No, never," was the answer. "The way that false impression has arisen about Persian lamb is this: When the sum mer heat becomes great herders drive their sheep from the valleys to the cooler heights of the mountains. On the road sometimes a ewe dies of exhaustipn. Then, of course, the drovers take the pelt of both mother and kid." l An army officer who was talking of the escape a few days ago of a couple of prisoners from Castle Williams told several stories of other attempts, frequently unsuccessful, to get away from Governor's Island. "One of the most ingenious that I remember," he said, "took place a few years ago, and suc ceeded beautifully The man who escaped had been a b a rb e r before he entered the army, and his job in Castle -Willi.:.ms was to shave and cut the hair of the other prisoners H e managed to save enogh of the clippings to make a fals e mustache. Then in some way-it's hard to tell 'now thos e things are contrived--he had a suit of plain clothes smuggl e d in to him. Still he wasn't in any rash hurry to get away, but waited till a really good opportunity occurred. This came to him when a gang of plumbers were in the old fort making repairs. One evening he rigged himself up in his clothes and must ache and, picking up a couple of pieces of lead pipe and a forgottten solder pot, he walked leisurely out with the plumbers when they quit work. Right past the guard he w ent without being recognized and, so far as I ever heard, he was not recaptured. I always thought that was a really clever escape-rather a one, too." It is announced in a book just published by the British Foreign Office that the world's supply of wine will be supple mented next year by a large output from vineyards established about ten years ago on the Gulf of Pe-chi-Li, China. The vine yards were planned for a wealthy Chinaman by Baron Von Babo of Austria. Experts say that the wine is excellent and predict that it will find a ready sale. JOKES AND JESTS. First Summer Girl-Who is that clean shaven, handsome boy? Second Summer Girl-Oh, he's an actor. First Summer Girl-No; I mean the other one. Second Summer Girl-Oh, he hasn't any money, either. Warden-He was the coolest and most thoughtful convict that ever broke jail. Jenkins-That so? Warden-Yes. He left behind a note to the Governor of the State beginning: "I hope you will pardon me for the liberty I'm taking." Constable-Did yer notice what was the number of the car? Terrified Teuton-Nein! He pass too kvick. Constable-Would yer swear to the driver again? T. 'r.-Himmel! But I know no more vords. Investigating Teacher-Do any of you boys know why "X" stands for an unknown quantity? Wise Little Aleck-I know! 'Cause my pa says when you lend an "X" you ne':er know when you're going to get it back. The Court-Six years at hard labor. You'll get a chance to learn a trade, my man. Burglar-Judge, couldn't I be permitted to learn it-er-by correspondence course? "What building is that in the swamp there?" asked the capitalist. "That's the great consolidated grist mill," replied the real estate agent. "And that shiny affair by the railroad track?" "That, sir," said the agent, "is the monster consolidated water tank." "Well, well! And how far are we from the town itself?" "Sir," said the agent, drawing himself up, "we are now in the very centre of Greater 'Possum Trott"

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28 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. WINNING A WIFE By Alexander Armstrong. In a small village called Plympton, in Devonshire, I, Frank N e lson, lived with my mother. I was her only son, and my father had been dead for many years. He was a sailor, as most of the people in the little fishing village were. Like many a man before and since, he perished in a terrible wreck which occurred off the English coast. The ship, of which he was captain, had made a splendid passage from China. All seemed fair until the English Channel was reached. Every body on board was in high spirits. The prospect of being home again in a few days was delightful to men who had been on a long voyage of eighteen months. Alas! how soon thing!' change. Before night a terrific gale sprang up. The vessel bounded along before the fury of the wind. My father had no fear with a clear course. The old East Indiaman was a fine craft, and had weathered many a gale, but he was in the narrow sea, with a lee shore. Do what he would, the doomed ship crept gradually nearer the terrible rocks. To make a long story short, the vessel struck on the rocks with terrific force, and all on board, with one exception, perished. They died almost in sight of home. I was seven years old at the time. Well, years went on, and nothing eventful happened in the little cottage where we lived. My mother had a small income, which enabled us to live quietly but comfortably. I spent all my time, muc h to her sorrow, in sailing or row ing on the broad estuary of the river E'Xe, which joined the sea near our village. The sea alone possessed many charms for me. Whilst other boys were playing cricket, or joining in othe r sports, I was afloat in my small skiff sailing hither and thitiler, or I was reading the stirring tales of the great De vonshire sailors of past years. The y fired my imagination. I resolved firmly that I would be a sailor like my father. I had a friend of about my own age in Helen Seymour. She was the daughter of a man owning considerable estates in the neighborhood Sh.e was as fond o f the sea as I was. Indeed, our great attachment grew out of this cause. Many a time have I take n her w ith m e i n m y litt1e boat. Ah! how we loved, when the bre ez e was blo wing high, to dash through the curling waves! At length the time came when I mu s t make up my mind as to my future caree r. M y f ather's brot her, wealthy man, wanted me to go into his c ounting-hou s e and become a mer chant in due time. Needle s s to s a y, my mother supported his views But I was obstina t e M y mother recalled my father's terrible fa t e She be gged me, her only son, not to leave her. I was deeply moved by her grief, but I never abated my determination on a tour. Finding, at length, that opposition was useless, they gave way. In a few months I found myself a midshipman on a gallant East Indiaman sail ing down the Thames, bound for the Far East. My father' s late employers bad give n me this position with readiness. I was now fourt e e n years old and though I felt a little sor row at leaving all my friends, especially Helen, the excitement and novelty of my surroundings dissipated my gloom. Our voyage laste d for two years, and was of an eventful nature. When I returb.ed home I was jo y fully rec eived, of course. I had grown. I was now tall and bronz ed. Helen had become a lovely girl, jus t on the v e rge of womanhood Her hair was raven black, and hung over h e r neck in thick clusters. H e r face was beautifully oval. Her eyes were full of fire, and as dark as her hair. I soon loved her more than ever. A gain the time came for me to depart. I bade all my friends good-bye. With Helen I had a tearful parting, and we swore eternal love \ to each other, and I knew she would ke e p h e r word. This broke, to some extent, the misery of leaving her. My next voyage was again to the East. This time, how ev e r, it was full of incident and excitement. Never shall I forget the terrible cry one summer night which rang from one end of the ship to the other. "Fire! Fire!" shrieked the watc h. Instantly all were on de c k. It was too trnE\. A fire had broken out in the hold. We w e r e loaded with cc tton goods, which burned fiercely. Every effort was made to save the ship. The men worked like horses. Water was poured incessantly over the flames, but still they gaine d on us. We were driven, step by step, to the stern of the ship. At length the captain perceived that no hope was left of saving the vessel. In parts she was burned n early down to the water's edge. The boats were then lowered As much stores and water as could be carried were put on board. I was in one boat with the boatswain, the se cond office r and some seamen; the captain, the first officer, and the crew got in the other boats. Well, we put off from the burning ship. Our position was critical. In the hight the wind ros e and we drifted rapidly away from the wreck, until at l e ngth we could not even see the flames. We got separated from the othe 1 three boats, and in the morning not a trace of one of t he2. was visible. We never saw one of them again. Our little bark was at the mercy of the elements, and we had much diffi culty in guiding h e r. Our aim was to keep, if possible, in the track which vessels bound to the East would take at this season of the year. The food had b egun to run short. Water had become so precious that it was served out in minute quantities. The mate and two of the seamen died after great suffering. Two other seamen went raving mad, plunged overboard, and were sw ept away before our e y es. The boatswain and I only were left. We began, so t erri bl e were our sufferings, to envy the poor wretches who were d e ad. Thoughts of Helen and my mother came into my heart from time to time. How I regretted I had not obeyed my mother's wishes. After this I remembered no more. When I recovered consciousness I found myself on board of the brig Foam, bound for Singapore. I had been ill for weeks with brai n f e ver, and was too w eak to move. However, by care, I had greatly rec o vered by the time we reached our destina tion. They told me I was alone in the boat when they found it, through seeing the flag waving on the mast we had run up. The boatswain had disappeared. The poor fellow had doubtless jumped overbo ard in his delirium. Long be f ore my r eturn the news of my terrible sul'rerings and rescue had r eached home, a n d the whole plac e turned out to welcome me. My dear mothe,r was overjoyed Helen, now a beautiful woman, was the same as ever. Her delight at seeing me again was unbounded. But the course of true love never do e s run smooth. H e r father had tolerated our friendship when w e were bo y and girl. When we grew up, his attitude changed. H e took a n earl y opportunity of speak ing to his daughter on the subjec t. Sternly he forbade her to continue the friendship tha t bad existed so long. As to mar riage, that was out of the qu estion. He was a proud man, and would never allow his only daughte r to w e d a p enniless sailor. Still we did not despair. We w e r e not the first lov ers whose union had b een opposed bii,. their p a r ents. We were young, and could wait for M eanwhile, we saw each other occasionally How sweet were these stolen meetings! My health had been much undermined by the terrible suf ferings I had gone through on the burning ship, and after ward while adrift in the boat on the ocean. So I arranged to make a long stay at home to rec over my strength. I fully intended to g9 bac k to the sea. My misfortunes had not cured me of my love for it. I passed my time in sailing about on the estuary or strol ling through the lonely park whic h bordered on it. I gener ally had a book. Not that I read muc h of it; my thoughts were generally with Helen, although we met seldom. I could from the park, her sailing or rowing about in her small boat on fine days, and ev e n this was better than not seeing her at all, and gave me great pleasure. One day I went into the park. My intention was to find a shady spot near the banks of the river. No doubt Helen would be on the water and we could exchange signals and glaucee, it we could not aMually meet.

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.FA.Jlb .ASD .FOHTUNE WEEKLY. !9 I don't know why, but that afternoon I was unusually sleepy. I think it must have been the heat. Anyhow I soon feel asleep. How long I had been so I know not, when I was awakened by piercing shrieks. In a few moments my eyes lighted on a boat drifting bottom upward, with a female form cliQ.ging to it. It was Helen. I recognized her instantly. In a moment I threw off my coat and vest, and shouting to her to hold on, I plunged into the water. I was a good swimmer. All my life I had been living near the water, and never missed a swim when circumstances per mitted. I had no fears about saving her if she could only hold on to the boat until I came to her aid. How to reach the shore was another matter, but I trusted in my strength to see me safely through. The tide was running down rapidly. I had to struggle hard to prevent myself being carried down with it. I knew if I got much below the upturned boat it would be no easy mat ter to swim right against the current. At any rate, it would take me so long that I doubted if Helen could manage to hold on long enough. I dashed boldly along, taking long and rapid strokes. I kept my eyes firmly fixed on Helen. Suddenly, to my horror, I saw her lose her hold. She gave a piteous cry: "Frank! Frank!" she shouted. "Save me!" Then she disappeared beneath the waves. I was a few yards off at this time. I swam forward with renewed energy. In a moment she came to the surface. I seized her. Like all drowning people, she tried to clutch me. I knew we should both perish unless I could prevent this. By superhuman exertions I managed to avoid her grasp. This was rendered more easy by the fact of her having relapsed into a state of insensibility soon after I reached her. I was filled with alarm, for her features, in this trance, looked like death itself. I struggled desperately with her towards the bank. I was bound to go down the stream with the tide. Unfortunately, the banks in this direction were rather high, and grown over with reeds and other plants. At length I reached the bank. I was almost exhausted with my long struggle. Seizing hold of some underwood on the bank, I rested for a few rroments with my burden. Then I slowly climbed up. At length, clutching a branch of a willow tree which hung over the stream, with one hand, while the other tightly encircled the waist of my beloved Helen, we reached dry land. I laid her down on the grass. She still breathed. Thank heaven for that! I chafed her hands I induced artificial respiration. At length I had the satisfaction of hearing her breathing louder and more strongly. Soon she opened her eyes. For a while she was dazed, then, without a word, she put her arms around my neck. Our lips met She burst into tears. The excitement had been too much for her. After a while she recovered, and said she could walk now quite well. So together we set out for her home, she estuary and up the ri yer. It was pleasant. It occupied my time, and, in addition, I got an occasional glimpse of Helen, who of en wandered about the park. One day, whilst I was sailing, tacking backward and for ward across the stream, I was Startled by hearing a shrill cry. It was someone in distress, but where? I put the boat round in the direction from whence the sounds came and looked intently. I could see nothing. I thought perhaps some poor fellow had fallen into the water and had gone under. But the cries came again, and this time more dis tinctly. No doubt I was getting nearer the spot from whence they arose. I sailed on as fast as I could in the same direc tion. The cries still continued. They came from no one in the water. Whoever was in distress was on the shore-in the park, without a doubt. Reaching the bank, I leaped out hurriedly. I made the boat fast to a tree and rushed up the bank. When I got on top I saw a strange sight. An old man, whom I knew in a minute to be Mr. Seymour, was running from one tree to another, endeavoring to avoid the attack of an angry stag, which was attempting to gore him with its antlers. Without hesitation I rushed to the spot. The poor old man was almost exhausted, and could have continued the unequal fight no longer. My arrival was most opportune. When I ran forward the animal saw me, and for a mo ment he paused as if quite uncertain how to act. I ran be tween the old man and the stag, so he turned his attack upon me. This enabled Mr. Seymour to escape. Then ensued a terrific fight between the infuriated deer and myself. I was entirely unarmed, and had to rely on my agility and strength. For a considerable time I managed to dodge his attacks. This I knew could not last long. The deer would get me i n the open and have an advantage over me. I determined to close with him. Seizing a favorable op portunity, I made a spring, and grasped his antlers with both hands. The deer tried incessantly to gore me. He ran hither and thither. I clung to him firmly. His rage was terrible. The ground was plowed up with our struggles. Half the time I was powerless to do more than cling to him. My only chance of safety lay in this. If I let go for an instant he would mangle me terribly. At last I began to get weaker. Would help come? I could maintain my hold but a short time longer. My brain whirled. Then I heard shouts. I saw a crowd of people coming toward me. Then I heard a shot. The deer swayed for a moment, then he fell over dead, almost crushing me beneath him. My escape was a miracle. Mr Seymour had come back with his men just in time. What need to describe the praises that were heaped upon me for my bravery? I should have acted as I did in defence of anybody. still clinging to my arm. Helen, who was fondly attached to her father, could .pot Before we got to the house, old Mr. Seymour was acquam-thank me sufficiently. ted with what had taken place. He met us, kissed his daughThe old gentleman could no longer resist our marriage, ter affectionately, and was most profuse in his thanks to me. but it was decided that it should not take place for two This was only natural. I think afterward he resented my saving Helen. Not that he wished her to drown-far from it. But he saw that the incident gave me a certain claim upon him, and no doubt it had rendered Helen dearer to me than ever. I heard, also, that he attributed the accident indirectly to me It was through me that Helen had acquired a love for the sea, and he argued that but for this she would not have been in the boat. Needless to say, after this all Helen's boating expeditions were stopped. She was absolutely forbidden to go on the water alone, and her father preferred her not to go at all. Months went by, and I began to get restless. All sailors do after they have been some time on land. They long for the sea again. So did I, and I decided in a few weeks to set sail for another long voyage. I still passed a great part of the day in sailing about the years. I was to go on another voyage, and then give up the sea forever. My uncle behaved most generously, and helped to malre my pecuniary position equal to that of the girl I had loved all my life, and whom by my constancy and bravery I had won for a wife. In a certain technical college when the question "Why are manholes made elliptical and not circular?" was put to the class in examination the majority answered by describing the shape of a man's head or body, or in some other manner going into the details of the human anatomy. The others answered that the reason for making them elliptical is that the covers may be placed on the inside, an operation which would be impossible with a circular manhole.

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Everything I !. COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA! These Books Tell You aeti book consists of sixty-four pages, printed on good paper,_in clear type and neatly bound in .111 attractive, illustrated ooveP. of the books are also profusely illustrated, and all ?f the subJE!Cts treatef magical illusions ever placed before the public. Also tricks with cards. incantations, etc. No. 68. HOW TO DO CHEMICAL 'l'lUCKS.-Containing oV'!r one hundred highly amusing and instructive tricks with cbemicalli By A. Anderson. Handsomely illustrated. No. 69. HOW TO DO SLEIGHT OF HAND.-Containing over of the latest and best tricks used by magicians. Also oontainmg the secret of second sight. Fully illustrated. By A Anderson. No. 70. HOW TO MAKE MAGIC TOYS.-Containing full directions for making Magic 'l'oys and devices of many kinds B;y A. Ande1son. Fully illustrated. No. 73 .. HOW: TO DO TRICKS WITH NUMBERS.-Showing many curious with figures and the magic of numbers. By A. Anderson. Fully illustrated. No. 75. HOW TO BECOME A OONJUROR Containing tri.cks Domin?s, Dice, Cups and Balls, Hata, etC. Embracin1 th1rty-s1x illustrations. By A. Anderson. No. 78. TO DO THE .BLACK ART.-Cont.aining a com. plete description of the mysteries of Magic end Sleight of Hand together with many wonderful experiments. By A. Ande1'6.-n'. Illustrated. ,... MECHANICAL. No. 29. HOW TO BECOME AN INVENTOR.-Every boy how o.ri.ginated. This book explains them all, examples m electricity, hydraulics, magnetism, optics, pneumatics, mechanics, etc. '!'he most instructive book published. No. 5g. HOW TO BECOME AN ENGINEER.-Containing full mstruct10ns how to proceed in order to become a locomotive en gineer; also directions for building a model locomotive together with a full d escription of everything an engineer should know. No. 57. IIOW '.l' O MAKE INSTRUMENTS.-Full directions how to makl'. a B!1njo, Violin, Zither, JEolian Harp, Xyl() ph.,ne and other musical mstruments; together with a brief de scription 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 '.1'0 MAKE A MAGIC LANTERN.-Containing a description of the lantern, together with its history and invention. Also full directions for Its use and for painting slides. Handsomely illustrated. By John Allen. No. 71. HOW '.1'0 DO MECHANICAL TRICKS.-Containinc complete instructions for performing over sixty Mechanical Trick1. By A. Anderson. Fully illustrated. LETTER WRITING. No. 11. HOW TO WRITE LOVE-LETTERS.-A most co'M plete little book, containing full directions for writing love-lettere, and when to u se them, giving Specimen letters for young and old. No. 12. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS TO LADIES.-Givinc complete instructions for writing letters to ladies on all subjecta; also letters of introduction, notes and requests. No. 24. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS TO GENTLEMEN. CoIJ.taining full directions for writing to gentlemen on all subjects; also giving sample letters for iR'1truction. No. 53. HOW TO WRITE LE'CTERS.-A wonderful little book, telling you how to write to your sweetheart, your father, mother, sister, brother, employer; and, in fact, everybody and any body you wish to write to. Every young man and eV'!ry young lady in the land s'hould have this book. No. 74. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS CORRECTLY.-Con taining full instructions for writing letters on almost any subject also rules for punctuation and composition, with specimen letters'.

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THE STAGE. No. 41. THF,J .BOYS OF NEW YORK END MEN'S JOKE BOOK.-Contammg a great variety of the latest jokes used by the m?st famous men. No amateur minstrels is complete without this wonderful httle book. No .. 4?. THE OF NEW YORK STUMP SPEAKER. C onta1?mg a vaned asso,rtn;tent of i;tump speeches, Negro, Dutch and Irish. Also end mens Jokes. Just the thing for home amuse ment and amateur shows. No. 45. 1;HE BOYS OF YORK MINSTREL GUIDE :AND JOKlil new ap.d very _instructive. Every boy. obtam this as it contams full mstructions for orpmzmg an amateur mmstrel troupe. No. 65. MULDOON'S JOKES.-This is one of the most original joke books ever published, and it is brimful of wit and humor. It contains a large collection of songs, jokes, conundrums etc. of Terrence Muldoon, the great wit, humorist, and practical' joker of the day. Every boy who can enjoy a good substantial joke should obtain a copy imm ediate ly. No .. 79. H9W TO BECOME AN ACTOR.-Containing complete mstructions how to make up for various characters on the atage,; with the duti e s of the Stege Manager, Prompter, S cemc Artist and Property Man. By a prominent Stage Manage r 80. GUS WILLIAMS' JOKE BOOK.-Containing the latest Jok es, anecdotes and funny stories of this world-renowned and ever popular Uerman comedian Sixty-four pages handsome eol?red containing a half-tone photo of the author. HOUSEKEEPING. NC!. 16. H9W TO KEEP A, WIND.OW GARDEN.-Containing full mstruct1ons for constructmg a wmdow garden either in town or country, and the most approved methods for raising beautiful at home. The most complete book of the kind ever pub ltshed. No. 30. HOW TO COOK.-One of the most instructive books on cooking ever published. It. contains. r ecipes for cooking meats, fish, game, and oysters; also pies, puddmgs, cakes and all kinds of pastry, and a grand collection of recipes by one of our most popular cooks. No. 37. HOW TO KEEP HOUSE.-It contains information for everyb ody, boys, girls, men and women; it will teach you how to make almost anything around the house, such as parlor ornaments Drackets, cements, Aeolian harps, and bird lime for catching birds.' ELECTRICAL. No 46. HOW TO MAKE AND USE ELECTRICITY.-A de ecrip tion of the wonderful us es of electricity and electro magnetism together with full inst1uctions for making Electric Toys, Batteries' etc. By George Trebel, A. M., M. D. Containing over fifty lust rations. No. 64. HOW TO MAKE ELECTRICAL MACHINES.-Conta!n ing full directions for making electrical machines, induction coils dynamos, and many novel toys to be worked by electricity. By R. A. R Bennett. Fully illustrated. No. 67. HOW '1'0 DO ELECTRICAL TRICKS.-Containing a large collection of instructive and highly amusing electrical tricks together with illustrations. By A Anderson. No: 31. HQW T9 BECOME A SPEAKER.-Containing foU!" teen 11lustrat1ons, giving the different positions requisite to become a good speaker, reader and elocutionist. Also containing gems from a.II the popular of prose and poetry, arranged in the mOllt: simple and conc1s.'l manner possible No. 49 _HOW TO DEBA'l'E.-Olving rules for conduct\ng d .. bates, outlmes for debatel!, qu esti ons for discussion and te bell sources for procuring information 9n the g'iven. SOCIETY. No. 3. HOW TO FLIRT.-The arts ana wiles ot flirtatlun ara fully explained by this little book. Besides the various methods of hai:.dker c hief, fan, glove, parasol, window and hat flirtation it con tains a full list of the language and sentiment of flowers, le in_terestiog to everybody, both old and young. You cannot be happJ without one. No. 4. HOW TO DANCE is the title of a new and handsome little book just i ssued by l!,rank Tousey It contains full instruc tions in the art of dancing, etiquette in the ball-room and flt partiea, how to dress, and full directions for calling off in all popular square dances No. i;>. HOW T<;> LOVI!J.-A guide tc:> love, courtship and marnage, g1vmg sensible advice, rules and etiquette to be observed, with many curious and interesting things not gen erally known. No. 17. HOW TO DRESS.-Containing full instruction ih the art of 'dressing and appearing well at hom e and abroad, giving the selections of colors material, and how to have them made up. No. 18. HOW TO BECOME BEAUTIFUL.-One of the brightest and most valuable little books ever given to the world. Everybody wishes to know how to become beautiful, both male and female. The secret is simple, and almost costless Read this b
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.Issues --.m "WILD WEST WEEKLY" A MAGAZINE CONTAINING STORIES, SKETCHES, ETC., OF WEST E R N LIFE COLORED COVERS 32 PAGES P R ICE 5 CENTS 253 Young Wild West's Gold Grip; and How He Held the Claim. 254 Young Wild West and the Gray Gang; or, Arietta's Daring Device. 255 Young Wild West at Lonesome l.icks; or, The Phantom of Pilgrim Pass. 256 Young Wild West's Biggest Strike; or, Arietta and the Aba ndoned Mine. 257 Young Wild West and the River Rangers; or, The Oave Queen of the Yellowstone. 258 Young Wild West's Cowbo y Call ; or, Ariett a and the Smugglers. 259 Young Wild West and the Moqui M e dicine M a n ; or, Doing the Danc e of Death. 260 Young Wild West on a Treasure Trail; or, Arietta and the Silver Lode. 261 Young Wild West and the Deadwood Den; or, The Fight for Half a Million. 262 Young Wild West as a Prairie Pilot; or, Arietta and the Broncho Queen. "WORK AND WIN COLORED COVERS CONTAINING THE FRED FEARNOT STORIES 32 PAGES PRIOE 5 CENTS 455 Fred Fearnot and the Scrappy Nine; or, Having a Peck of Trouble. 456 Fred Fearnot's Final Game; or, Winning the Great Pen nant. 457 Fred Fearnot and the Water Wizard; or, Beating the World s Champion. 458 Fred Fearnot' s New Motor Boat; or, Out to Win the Cup. 459 Fred Fearnot at Ranch 10; or, The Search for the Branded Man. 460 Fred Fearnot on the Gridiron; or, The Opening Game of Football. 461 Fred Fearnot and the Drunkard; or, Saving a Good Man from Ruin. 462 Fred F earnot's Star Quarter-Back; or, The Trick That Won the Game. 463 Fred Fearnot and "Railroad Jack"; or, After the Train Wreckers. 464 Fred Fearnot Playing Half-Back; or, Winning the Game b y Grit. ''PLUCK AND LUCK'' CONTAINING ALL KINDS OF STORIES Co LO RED COVERS 32 p AGE S PRIOE 5 CENTS 483 Newsboy Nick; or, The Boy with a Hidden Million. By 487 Shiner, the New York Bootblack; or, The Secret of a Boy r Howard Austin. Life. By All y n Arnold. 484 North Pole Nat; or, The Secret of the Frozen Deep. By 488 Whistling Walt, the Champio n Spy. (A Story of thE Capt. Thos : H Wilson. American Revolution.) By G e n l Jas. A Gordon 485 Thirteen White Ravens; or, The Ghostly Riders of tlle 489 Tbe Bo y Maroons; or, Cast Away for Two Years. B:I' Forest. By Allyn Draper. Richard R. Montgomery 486 Little Dead Shot; or, The Pride of the Trappers. By An 490 Fred Flame, the Hero of Greystone No. 1. By Ex FireOld Scout. Chief Warden. For sale by all newsdealers, or will be sent to any address on receipt of price, 5 cents per copy in money or postage stamps, by FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, N. Y. IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our Weeklies and cannot procure them from newsdeal ers, the y can be obtained from this office direct. Cut out and fill in the following Ord e r Bl ank and send it to us with the pric e of the weeklies you want and w e will send them to. you by return mail. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. FRANK TOUSEY, Pub li s her, 24 Union Square, New York. ........................ 190 DEAR Srn-Enclosed find ...... cents for please send me: .... copies of W 0 RK AND WIN, Nos ............... WIDE AW AKE WEEKLY, Nos .... ,. '' '' 'VILD WEST WEEKLY Nos ............................................................ THE LIBERTY BOYS OF .,76, Nos ................... PLUCK AND LUCK Nos .... ........................... SECRET SERVICE Nos ............................... ........ .... FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY, Nos ............................. ".;, Ten-Cent Hand Books, Nos ............ -.................................... ... N nme ......................... Street and No ........ Town .......... State .........

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Fame and Fort ne Weeki STORIES OF BOYS Wi 0 MAKE MONEY Sy A SELF-MADE MAN COLORED COVERS PRICE 5 Cts ISSUED EVERY FRIDAY This Weekly contains interesting storie s of smart boys, who win fame and fortune by their ability to take advantage of passing opportunities. Some of these stories are founded on true incidents in tt1e liv es o f our most successful self-made men, and show how a boy of pluck, p erseverance and brains can bec o m e fam ous and wealthy. ALREADY PUilLlSHED. I 24 Pushing It Through : or. The Fate of a Luc ky B o y 25 A Born Speculator; or, The Young Sphinx of Wall Stree t 26 'l'be Way to Success; or, The Boy \Yh o G o t The r e. 27 Struck Oil; or The Boy \Yb o M a d e a ::\Iii lio n 28 A Golden Risk; or, The Y o un g ::\lin ers o f D e ll a Cruz. 29 A Sure Winner; or. The Bo v nho \Ye m Out With a Cir c us. 30 Go ld e n Fleece : or, The H o y 0B r o k el'S of n a11 S t r e e t. 31 A Mad Cap Scheme; or, The B oy Tre asure Hunt ers of Coco s Island 32 Adrift on the World; ot n o r i dng H i s \Yay to For t u n e 33 Playing to Win: or, '.l'b e t ?oxiest Bo y in \\'all ::itr ee t 34 Tatters; or. A Boy from the Slums. 35 A Young Monte Cristo; or, '!'h e H ic b est Boy I n the World. 86 Won by Pluck; or, The Boys \Yho H a n a H ailroad. 37 Beating the Brokers; or, The R oy n h o "Couldn' t be Done. 3!'.I A Rolling Stone; or, The Brightest B o y on R ecord. 39 Nev e r Say Die; or, 'b e Young Surveyor of Uappy Valley 40 Almost. a Man; or, Winning His \Yay to the T o p 41 Boss of the lllarket; or, The Greate s t B o y In Wall Stree t 42 The Chance of His Life; or, '.l'be Young Pilot of Crysta l Lake. 43 Striving for !J'ortune; or, From B e ll-Boy to Millionaire. 44 Ont for Business; or, The Smartest Hoy in Town. 45 A Favorite of l'ortune; or, Striking it Ri c h in Wall Stree t 46 'l'hrougb Thic k and '.l'hin ; or, The Adventure s of a Smart Boy. 47 Doing His Level Best: or, Working His \Yay U p 48 Always on Deck: or, The Boy Who Made I-f"s Marie 4U A )lint of Money ; or, The Young Wall S t r ee t Bl'ok e r. 50 The Ladder of l 'ame; or, Fl'om Office Boy to S enator. 51 On the Square; or, The Success of an Honest Il oy. 52 After a Fortune; or, The Pluckiest Boy in the w est. riX Warning the Dolla1 s : 'The i vu .. g \Yond e r o f \\'all Street. 54 Making His Mark; or, The \Ybo Re came !'resident. 55 Heir to a Million; or, The Boy Who Was Rorn Luc ky 56 L ost in the Andes: 01 Th" p,.'"'.,c::: .. h o Rnrie d City. 57 On His Mettle; or, A Plucky Boy in Wall Street. 58 A Lucky Chance; or, Taking Fortune on the Wing. 59 The Road to Success; or, The Career of a Fortunate Roy. 60 Chasing Pointers; or, The Luckiest Boy in Wall Stree t 61 Rising In the World; or, From J<'actory Boy to Manag_er. 62 From Bark to Dawn; or, A Poor Boy's Chance. 6 3 Out for Himself; or, Paving .. His Way to rcortune. 64 Diamond Cut Diamond; or. The Roy Brokers of Wall Street. 65 A Start In Life; or, A Bright Boys Ambition. 66 O u t for a Million : Ol', The Young Midns of Wall Stree t 67 l l ?or Fame and Fortune ; or, The Boy Who Won Both. : 76 A \Ya\I Stree t Winner; or. lllaking a Mint of i\Ion e y : 77 The Road to W ealth ; or, The B o y Who l ?ound It Out. 7 8 O n t h e Wing; or, The Young of \Yall Street. 79 A Chase for a Fortune ; or, 'l'h e Boy Who Hustled. 80 Juggling With the Market; or, The b o y \Ybo lllade it l'ay. 18 8 1 2 Cast Adrift; o r '!'be Luc k of a Homeless Boy. Playing the Marke t ; or. A K een Boy in Wall Street. 83 A l'o t o f M o n e y ; or. The Legac y of a Luc ky Boy. 84 l 'rom Ra g s t o Ri c h e s : or. A Lucky Wall Street i\1ess enge r 85 On His M e ri ts: or, The Smartest B o y Alive. 86 Trapping the Brokers; or, A Game Wall Street Boy. 8 7 A Million in Gold : or. The '.l'r easure of Santa Cruz. 88 Bound to M a.ke Money ; or, From the West to Wall Stree t 89 The Boy Magnate; or, Making B aseball l 'ay. 9 0 Making Mon ey. or. A Wall Street )fessenger s Luck. 91 A E:arvest of Gold: or, The Buried 'l'reasure of Cornl ls! anct \l2 O n the Curb: or, B eating the Wall Street Brokers. 93 A Freak of Fortune : o r The Boy Who Struc k Luc k 94 The Prince o f Wall Stree t : or, A Big Uta! fo,Big :\lon e y \l5 Starting Hi s Own Business; 01-, The Boy Who Caught On. 9 6 A Corne r in Stock: o r The Wall Street Uoy Who Won. 9i in the Field; or Doing Busines s for llimselt. A Bruker at Eigl1te en: or, Roy Gilber!.' \\"1111 Street Caree1 99 Only a l>olhir; or. l<'rom .li:rrand Boy to Owner. 100 Pt'ice & Co Boy Brokers; or. 'l'he Young Tmders ot Wall Street. 101 A Win11ing Risk; or. 'l'h e lloy \\'ho Mndc Uood. 102 From a Dim e 10 ''Million; o;. A Wide-Awake \\'all Stree t Bo y 1 ()3 'rhe Pitth to Good Luck; or. The Ho y Miner of Death Valley. 104 M"ri. Morion's Mo11ey; or, A Corner in Wall Street Stocks. 105 Famous a.t l'ourt ,een; or. The l:lul' who mart c a Great Name 1Ii6 'l'ip; to J<'ort.nne; or. A Luc ky II all Street Deal. I 07 S1,rikln11: Hi& G nit; or. The Perils uf alloy l.ngineer. 1 0 8 J<'rom Messenger lu Milliunairn; or. A Boy's Luck in \\"all Street,. For sale by all newsdealers, or will be sent to any address on rE>ceipt of price, 5 cents per copy, in money or postage stamps, by FBANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York. IF. YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our Weeklies and cannot procure them from newsdealers. they can be obtaine d from this offic e direct, Cut out and fill in the following Order Blank and send it to us with the price of the weeklies you want and we will send them to you b:; return mail. 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