A big risk, or, The game that won

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A big risk, or, The game that won
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STDRl!S DF BDYBWHD .MAKE MDNEJ "Jump for your life, Will!" Ches cried in a tone quivering wit excitement. Seeing that Nash didn't catch his meaning, he sprang forward, seized the boy' s arm and swung him around just as the heavy chandelier fell with a crash.

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Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY Zuued Weekl11-B11 Subsc,.iption $2.50 per year. Ente1ed according to .4ct of Congres.;, in the year 1908, in the office of the Librari
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A BIG RISK. A minute later they were whirling around the curYe in the turnpike. Right before them, less than a quarter of a mile distant, stood a lonesome look ing two-story building, with a broad veranda, standing close to tl!f road. There was a l ong shed in the rear of the house, open in front. Both boys uttered a shout of satisfaction'1vhen they saw the place, and with one accord they began a spurt in order to reach it as soon as possible. As they dismounted in front of the veranda the wind, advance herald of the storm, swooped down on the land scape with a rush that made things hum in that vicinity. The trees bent like reeds under it, and the dust rose in cloufls. "Just in t i me," said Ches, dragging his wheel on to the veranda "Gee! I'm glad we're not out in that," replied Will. Big raindrops now began to fall, and as they came down faster the wind swe.pt them in under the verv.nda roof, so that it looked as if there would be no shelter where the boys stood. "This seems to be a deserted roadhouse," said Ches "I if we can get inside?" He tried the door, but it was as fast as wax. "No go," he said. "Try that window. If it's fastened, I move we smash it in," said Will. The window was covered with a pair of board shutters that would not budge, being fastened on the inside. "We're not likely to smash the window, as you suggested, for we can't get at it," said Ches. "I've got a heavy screwdriver in my tool bag," said Will. "Perhaps we can force the shutters We're going to get wet if we have to stay here." He got the implement opt of his bag, which was strapped to the back of his saddle, Ches was soon trying to open the shutters He tried in different places without much success. "There seems to be a bolt or a bar holding it," he said. As he spoke a good-sized piece of the shutter suddenly ga l'e way with a snap, revealing a stout bolt. Plac ing his hand in the opening made by the splitting off of the wood, and putting his boot against the other shut ter as a pmchase, Ches pulled with all his strength. A splitting sound followed, and soon the shutter gave way entirely, landing the young messenger on his back on the veranda Will greeted this performance with a loud laugh, though Ches did not think it was funny at aU. He got up, and, pulling open the shutter, tried the window-sash inside It yiekled to his touch, and flew up. "Come on in," he said to his companion, stepping through the open ing. Will followed, and then they had the satisfaction of watching the storm from the shelter of the dark and empty front room of the building. "Say.! this is great luck," chuckled Will. "It makes a chap feel good to see what he missed. Gee! How it does come down!" And it did, a fact. The thunder crashed almost above their heads now, and the darkened landscape was lighted up at frequent intervals by lurid flashes of forked e l ectricity. The rain thundered against ihe side a)ld top of the old roadhouse, reverberating through the empty building like the long roll of a snare drum. "It's better to be born l ucky than rich," replied Ches. The rain was swept by the wind into every corner of the veranda outside, and hac1 the boys been forced to remain out there they would have got a fairly good wetting, in spite of the fact that there was a roof over their heads. Inside of the building, however, they were quite pro tected "I wonder how long since this o l d trap was occupied?" said Will "A good many years ago, I guess," answered Ches. "I should think the person who owned this p.roperty would put it to some good use There's no money in let ting a house go to rack and ruin. "Probably the owner hasn't able to get a tenant, and doesn't want to live here himself As a roadhouse it no doubt ceased to pay long ago, and nobody wants to occupy it as a mere dwelling. Maybe the property belongs to heirs under age, or it may be tied up in some kind of an endless lawsuit I dare say a whole lot of reasons could be found to account for its being out of commission "Let's look it over while the storm is on?" suggested Will. The idea met with his companion's approval, and they proceeded to explore the old building. The room they were in was the biggest one in the house, and have evider:tly been used as a barroom. The bar and shelving were still in evidence, covered with a thick mantle of dust. Everything of any value at all had been carried away There were three pther rooms on that floor, one of which showed traces of having been used as a k:i:tchen. A front stairway anc1 a back one led to the floor above, where the boys found four vacant rooms that echoed their tread Another narrow staircase pointed the way to the gar ret. Here they found two unfinished rooms lmder the sloping roof One of these was as bare as the others, while the other contained a number of broken chairs, a demoralized table, and an old-fashioned dresser that looked as if it belonged to the Revolutionary period. It was built of solid Spanish mahogany, and the draw ers had glass !mobs, that presented an odd loo]( to the boys, who had never seen such things before. Ches pulled the drawers out, one by one, but there was nothing but some old newspapers in them While they had been going over the house the storm was raising Cain outside. It was now directly over that part of the landscape. The lightning constantly illuminated the old garret, while the thunder boomed with fearful distinctness. "My gracious!'' exclaimed Will. "This is a fierce thun uer storm for this time of the year. It's a mighty lucky thing we're not out in it."

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A BIG RISK. 3 "Bet your life it is!" replied Ches. rain!" "Just listen to that senger, putting down the box and crawling over to h i s The boys were still standing in front of the ancient dress er, after closing the last drawer "What would you give for this old relic, if i t was p u t llp at auction?" asked Ches "Give for it l I wouldn't bid a nicke l. It i s n't worth the powder to blow--" The last woTd was still on his lips when a dazzl ing flash of electricity, mingled with an awful crash, tore a ho l e through the roof and struck the old dresser. The boys s urrounded with blinding streams of l urid fire, were flung, stunned, upon the floor-Ches across the ruins of the dresser, and Will six feet away. CHAPTER II. friend "Here, Will !-wake up-wake up!" He shook the unconscious boy, but Nas h gave n o s i g n of life With trembling fin gers Ches drew a n othe r matc h from his box, lit it, and hel d the flame d o wn to t h e whi te face of his companio n. It looked very death like unde r the glare 6f the l igh t an d Ches uttered a groan of dismay Then he tore open W ill 's vest and p l aced hi s ear above the boy's heart He held his breath and li stened inte n t l y To his great relief anfl satisfaction he saw that Will was not dead, for he heard a fai n t p ul satio n. He immediately dragged his friend over to where the rain was s till dropping clown thro u gh the hol e in the r o o f, and placed his face under the faHing water :WHAT THE THUNDERBOLT BROUGHT TO qHESTER YOUNG. Then he rubbed his face and temples vig o rous l y i n an It was a thunderbolt that had struck the old roadhouse effort to recall the lad to his senses and knocked the two boys out Hi s tactics were successful, for Will soon gave s i gns Fortunately, its force had been spent upon the dresser, of returning animation which was now a complete wr eck. In a few moments he sat up and looked around in a dazed Through the hole torn in the roof a stream of water way poured down upon Chester's wlrite, upturned face, lying in "How do you feel old man?" asked Ches. the midst of the debri s and the s hock of the miniature "What happened to me?" asked Will, i n a puzzl ed way. waterfall shortly revived the young mes senger. "Don't you know?" The storm was already passing away in the direction of "I do not New York, but it was still kicking up quite a racket. "The building was struck by a thund e rbol t, a nd w e w ere For several minutes after recovering his senses Ches lay both !mocked silly." red as if about to fall and the boy in s tinctiv e ly put up his till I c a m e to my senses and felt a st r eam of water dro p hand and pu s hed it back. ping on m y fa c e from a hole in the roof. The dresser As he did so a small tin box fell out of the 1'Uin and was knock e d into a cocked hat. If we had h ad our han d s struck him across the c he s t. on it at th e time I gue s s we' d have been gone cases." Ches looked at it wondering ly. I begin to remember thi ngs n ow," s a i d Will Th e The lid had been partly torn away, and a s th e boy raised s tonn i s about over, isn't it?" it several blackened gold coins fell out in hi s hand s "Yes You can hear the thunder in the dis t a nce. The The young messenger was astonished at th e s i ght of the lightning ha s passed away, and the rain has let up." money, and be forgot all about his companion foT the mo-' Th e n we'd b e tter leave this old shack I've h ad enou g h ment. of it.'' The lightning :flashes were not strong enough now to "Tha t thunderbolt brought me a great piece o f luck. l ight the atti:c up so that he could see the content s of the "It did!" e x claimed Will, in surprise Ho w so?" box with any distinctness, and the clouded sky made th e Wai t till I strike a match, and I'll show you. room very dark, although it was onl y the middle of the afC hes flas h e d a )ucifer, and showed his comp anion t h e ternoon box of t a rni s h e d gold com. Ches was eager to examine his find, and thought of the "Gee! Where did that come from?" e j a cul a t ed Will in match safe he always carried in his pocket amazement Flashing a match, he saw that the box appeared to be "From the old dresser." quite full of tarnished gold pieces of American coinag e "How could that be? We through a ll t h e dr aw" Talk about luck!" cried Ches. "I'm right in it. Th ere ers and found only a few o l d newspapers." must be several hundred dollars here There is no doubt "There must have been a secret drawe r o r recept acle but that the box. came out of the wreck of that dresser which in i t, just the same, for the box d r oppe d out of it into was struck by the lightning bolt It mu s t have been hid -my arm s den away in some secret aperture, for Will and I examined "lt did?" r all the drawers, and found nothing of any importance in "Yes. The l ightning twisted the cover h alf off it. them. And that reminds me-where is Will?" "That looks like gol d coin." bi He looked around, and saw his companion l y i ng, silent "That's what it is.'' and motionle ss, severa l feet away "There ought to be seYeral h un dred d ollar s in the box." "Great Scott Can he be dead?" gasped t h e young mes"I guess the r e is."

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A. BIG RISK. "Don't I come in for any of it?" "I have no objection to giving you a whack in it, though the discovery was actually mine." "Oh, I don't ask you for an even divide. Give me what you please." "How will a quarter suit?" "That will be all right. I wonder who it belonged to?" "The owner must be dead and gone long ago, or the money would not have remained in that old piece of furniture. I guess we are fairly entitled to it." "Sure we are! Finders is keepers in a case like this. Look at the color of the money! It's been there half a century, at least." "We can get a line on that by looking at the date on the coin," said Ches. "I must wrap the box up in one of the old newspapers so that I can carry it safely." Ches did that, and then they descended to the ground floor, and made their exit by the window, which they shut down, and closed the shutters as well as they could. "I guess we'd better start back for the citv," said Will. "The rain has made the roads too heavy for. pleasant rid ing." "I agree with you." So when they mounted their wheels they started back for New York. It took them considerably longer getting to the ferry than it had to reach the roadhouse when the road was hard. After crossing the river they still bad a long ride up to Harlem before them. It was after six when they arrived at their street. "Come over after you've had your supper, Will, and we'll count the money in the box, and then you can have your share," said Ches. "All right. I'll be over-bet your boots!" Ches carried the newspaper-wrapped box to his room, and left it in bis trunk; then he went in to supper. He told his mother and sister about the adventure he and Will had at the old roadhouse. Both were much concerned over the narrow escape from death he had had. "Never mind, mother. A miss is as good as a mile, any day. It isn't often a chap gE:ts hit by lightning and lives to tell the tale," laughed Ches. "If you had really been bit you wouldn't be here now, brother dear," replied Nellie Young. "What were your sensations at the time?" "All I can remember is thf t I thought the roof had fallen in on us and that the attic was on fire. I don't want to go through the same thing again." "l should hope not," replied his mother. "You had a very providential escape." "I think Will caught it a shade worse than me, for I found him six feet from the remains of the dresser, while I was right on top of a part of it." "I don't like to talk about it, my son." "Then we'll talk about the luck it brought me." "Luck! What do you mean?" asked his "There was a tin box, full of money, in the dresser, hidden away in some secret drawer, and the thunderbolt brought it to light." "Oh, come now, brother! No fairy tales, please." "I'm not giving you any fairy tale, but the honest facts. I found a tin box, or rather the tin box found me, for it dropped out of the old dresser after the bolt had split it apart, and it hit me in the chest. It was full of old black ened gold coin." "Are you telling the truth, Chester Yotmg ?" almost gasped his sister. "Say! have you ever caught me in a lie yet, sis?" "Of course not! But that Reerns--Where is the tin box and the money that you found?" asked his sister, look ing very intently at him. "In my trunk." "Go and get it, and let us see how much money there is in it." "Not until after supper. There is no rush about it, so long as the coin is safe. I'm going to give Will a quarter of it, and he's coming over to help count it." "How much do you think the box holds?" asked Nellie eagerly. "Several hundred dollars, at any rate." "You're going to give me some, aren't you? I need a new gown, and a new hat, and lots of things. Mother needs clothes, too." "Oh, don't worry. I'm n0t a hog. You and mother shall have a share of it." "Good!" cried Nellie, clapping her l1ands. They had hardly finished supper when Will came in, eager to sec about the money in the tin box. The table was quickly cleared, and then Ches produced the box and dumped its contents out in a pi1e. Only the upper layer of coin were tarnished, the I'est 1 being fairly bright. There was nothing else in the box;-nothing to give a clue to the person who had deposited the box in the dresser. The coins, which consisted of $5, $10 and $20 gold pieces, bore dates from 1867 to 1875. Ches counted each denomination separately, while Will kept tally, and Nellie, with her mother, were interested spectators. The result was as follows: Double eagles, 20; eagles, 50; and half-eagles, 28, making a grand total of $840. "A quarter of $840 is $210. There's your divy, Will," said Ches, pushing an assortment of the coins toward his friend. "Thanks. I'm rich," said Will, shoveling his share into his pocket with great satisfaction. "Here's a hundred for you, mother,.Alncl thirty for you, sis. That leaves au even $500 for yours truly." Everybody was satisfied, and the broken tin box was sent to the garbage can. CHAPTER III. CHESTER'S PRESENCE OF MIND SAVES WILL'S LIFE. "I see the paper, this morning, is filled with rumors of big deals of one kind or another," said Ches, next morning, to Will, as they boarded an elevated express for Wall Street. "What do you care?" grinned his friend. "You won't have a hand in any of them. Besides, they're bound to be branded as untrue, by those who ought to know, before the day is out." "Great Northern has been going up lately, I've noticed I

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A BIG RISK. ( 5 and one of the stories is that it is preparing to make a [to tell you about the great luck that Will and I fell into large stock offer to its stockholders. It is said that the'T")resterday." president of the road has been working on that plan for "What was it?" asked Hattie Smith, curiously. several months, which explains the recent activity arolmd "To begin with, we got struck by lightning." his office." "My gracious! Do you call that good luck?" "G. N. is going around 72. If you think so much of it, "Sure !-when .it landed $840 in my pocket, of which why don't you put that $500 of yours into it on margin, and Will captured $210." $ee if you can double your money?" "Why, what do you mean?" "Not m'uch. I've something better than that in sight." "You heard that thunder storm yesterday afternoon, "What is it?" didn't you?" "I found out day before yesterday that a syndicate has "I should think I did. I'm afraid of electric disturbbeen formed to boom J. & C., which is ruling low at presances." ent, around 42. I'm going to get in on that just as soon "I don't wonder-you're so attractive." as I can get around to that little bank on Nassau Street." "You seem to be throwing bouquets this morning," said "How did you get on to the tip?" Hattie, with a smile and a blush. "That's a secret, but it's a sure winner. I'd advise you "You deserve them, don't you?" to put your $200 on it. You'll more tJ:ian double your Hattie gave him a pinch on the arm. money." She and Ches were great friends, and got along famously "Oh, I can't monkey with the market. I never can get together. away from the office during bu s iness hours." "Well to aet back to that thunder storm," went on the "You get off around three. The little bank keeps its young "We were over in the wilds of brokerage department open till four .for the accommodation Jersey when it came up, and, fortunately, we found of clerks and others." in an old deserted roadside house. We were up m the "That's all right; but supposing I saw urgent reasons attic, snooping around to see what we could discoYer, when for selling out during office 11ours? How could I do it?" a thunderbolt struck the roof, and what it didn't do to "You could arrange to do it by telephone, couldn't you?" us, without actually killing us, isn't worth mentioning." "I don't know whether I could or not." "Is that really a fact?" "The way to learn is to inquire at the bank." "Ask Will, if you don't believe me." "Well, I'll consider your suggestion. So you think J. & "That's right," replied Will. "We were both knocked a. i!< a good thing?" unconscious." "You can gamble on it that it is. I'm going to back it "Goodness!" ejaculated the girl. "How did you eRto the limit of my pile." cape?" 'The boys gave their attention the rest of the way down"Oh, we're lightning proof," grinned CheR. "The fact town to their papers, and when the train $topped at Rector of the matter is, we only escaped by the skin of our teeth." Street they got out and started for their offices. "YeR, bad a mighty close call," chipped in Will. "l At the corner of Broadway and Wall Street they ran think I got the worst of it, for I was knocked six feet from into Miss Smith, the office stenographer an old dresser that was wrecked by the bolt." "Good-morning, Hattie," said Ohes, raising his hat, while "We were both within a foot of the dresser when the Will did the same bolt came through the roof and struck i1," said Ches. "1 "Why, good-morning, Ches-and you, too, Wi11 !"smiled thought the whole house was being carried away. Th0 the typewriter girl. crash was something fearful. It's a wonder our ""What kind of a time did you have yesterday?" asked were not put out of business for good. Less than that Ches. done the trick for some people." "I had a lovely time," she replied. "It must have been dreadful!" said Hattie. "I thought so. You look as fresh as a daisy this morn"It must be 'felt to be appreciated." ing, and as blooming as a June rose." Ches then told the girl how the tin box, full of gol.1 "Thank yon for the compliment," laughed the girl. coins, had turned up. "Don"t ment i on it. Will and I did pretty well ourselves 'l'o say she was astonished would be to put it mildly. yesterday, too." By that time they had reached the big office "Boys always seem to have a good time." where they were einployed, and they took the elevator u;1 "Sure tl1ey do. Don't you wish you were a boy?" to the third floor. grinned Ches. They met Miss Smith's particular friend, Miss DaiP\ "Oh, no. I'm quite contented as I am." Green, on whom Will was mashed, in the elevator. "That's because you ean't help yourself. My sister often She worked for another broker on the same floor'. says she wishes she was a boy." As they were all early this morning, Ches invited tlh "Oh, we girls have good times just the same, don't you bunch into Mr. Ingoldsby's private office for a short cha!. make any mistake about that." Of course, Will had to tell Miss Green about the "I know about seventy -two good reasons why I wouldn't escape he and Ches had from the thunderbolt. be a: girl, if I could," chuckled Ches. While be was giving an illustration of how they wer0 "What are some of them?" standing in front of the old dresser, a creaking sound i.1 "I can't bother thinking about them now. I was going the ceiling suddenly attracted Ches's attention.

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'. 6 A BIG RISK. Looking up, he saw the big chandelier in the middle of the room shiver, and then swing slowly off its center. Will was standing directly underneath it. "Jump for your life, Will!" Ches cried, in a tone qmv ering with excitement. Seeing that Nash didn't catch his Dfeaning, he sprang forward, seized the boy's arm, and swung -him around, just as the heavy chandelier fell with a crash. The point of the brass shaft penetrated the expensive rug, and the boards beneath, and stood almogt erect quiver ing, as if with the ague, while the glass globes were smashed into a thousand fragments. j Both of the girls and sprang back in differ-ent directicrns. As for Will, when he realized the fate he had escaped owing to his friend's presence of mind, he turned ghastly white, and seemed on the point of collapsing. "Brace up, old man!" said Ches, slapping him on the shoulder "Oh, lor'!" gasped Will. "I just missed getting that on my head!" "Well, as long as you missed it, what are you kicking about?" said Ches. "But I don't like to think about it." "Forget it, then, and help clean up the wreck. The boss have a fit when he comes clown and sees the hole in that rug. It cost him $600." "It's better to have the hole in the rug than in my head. You can get a new rug, but I couldn't get a new head. But I haven't thanked you for saving my life, Ches! It's been a case of rattles with me ever since that chande lier hit the floor. I hardly know how to express my grati tude, but I am grateful, you can bet your life!" "All right, old man. I can imagine how I'd feel in your case. You're in hard luck to have b'ad two close calls for your life in as many clays. Now get busy and help me gather up the splinters." The two girls, after expressing their admiration of Ches ter's quick action and presence of mind, which had saved Nash, withdrew from the room, leaving the boys to clean up the wreck of the chandelier. Will was through with his duties shortly after three, and went home. Ches had several errands to run after taking the day's deposits to the bank, and it was twenty minutes of four when he left the office for good. He at once made a line for the little bank on Nassau Street, and stepped up to the window where the margin clerk had, his desk. "I want to buy 100 shares of J. & 0. on margin," he said. "It will cost you $420," said the clerk. "All right," replied Ches. "Here's the coin." The transaction was arranged, and then the young mes senger took a train for home. Severa l days passed away, during which J. & 0. made an advance of three ''Well, you see what you lost by not taking advantage of the tip I gave you?" said Ches to Will Nash on the afternoon of the third day. "You could have bought fifty s hares on margin, and now you would be $150 richer. I'm $300 ahpd, myself, at this time. Better buy now, befor e the stock goes higher, and you'll make a good thing out of it as it is." Will bated to risk bis $200, and as a result he didn't take his friend's advice. Next day Ches was sent with a message to Broker Cohe n, of the Vanderpool Building. 4 Ches didn't know Cohen, who wa s a stout, pompous-look ing trader, as this was the first time he had ever gone to his office. As he was on the point of entering the gentleman's office, Cohen came out in a hurry, bound for the Exchange, and the two came together with such force that Ches slipped down, and the brokE;r stumbled over him and measured his length on the marble .floor. Ohes sprang to his feet and politely offered his habd to the fallen trader to help him up. Cohen received this civility with very bad grace. The fall had jarred him considerably, and he was hot under the collar. He got on his legs without any assistance, and turning on Ches, made a vicious kick at the young messenger. CHAPTER IV. Ches caught his foot to save himself, and the stout broker 1 went down on his back with a thud that awoke the echoes ORES AND COHEN THE BROKER. of the cqrridor. Ches had an explanation ready for Mr. Ingolclsby, when Cohen's head struck the floor with a whack that made that gentleman arrived at the office to account for the him see stars. damaged rug and the presence of the broken chandelier \i\Then he pulled himself fogetber Ches had disappeared standing in a corner of the room. inside his office and was asking a clerk for Mr. Cohen. '11he broker immediately sent for the s uperintendent of "He's just gone over to the Exchange," said the clerk. the building and told him that the chandelier would have Cohen, in the meanwhile, hadn't noticed that' Ches had to be put up at once in a secure manner, and that the gone into his office, and he looked around the corridor after owners would have to replace his rug with a new one. nim in a great rage. Mr:. Ingoldsby then went over bis mail, and presently Not seeing any sign of the boy, he picked up his hat and called Ches, and told him to send Miss Smith in to take started for the elevator, vowing to get square with the lad dictation. whenever he saw him again. Shortly afterward he rang for his messenger, and sent He had hardly caught the elevator when Ches came out him out with a couple of notes to deliver. of his office bound for the Exchange with the note be had to Between that time and three o'clock Ches had little deliver to Cohen. time to think about J. & C. stock. Right before him in his path lay a long fat pocketbook. He kept tab on it, however, and found that it did not He picked it up as a matter of courEie go up during the day. "I wonder who dropped this," he said to himself. "It

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A BIG RISK. 7 wasn't there when I went into Cohen's office a few min ut.cs ago Maybe the fat man who tried to kick me lost it out of his pocket Serves him right if he did. I wonder who he is, anyway?" He opened the pocketbook and found that it contained ten $1,000 bills and about $50 in small ones. "This would be qlfite a find for some people. Ten thou sand dollars is a whole lot of money. Well. it's up to me to find the owner of it, and it"s my opinion the stout gent fa the individual. I wonder if he'll try to kick me again wl1en I find him and ask him if the pocketbook is his? I guess I got square with him anyway when J caught his leg and landed him on his back. I didn't mean to upset him, but I'm not sorry that he caught it good and hard. He had no business to try and boot me just because we accidentally came togeth e r and he fell over me. Some men are gentle men in their own opinion on ly. I don't see anything in this wallet to identify the owner A man who carries around such a lot of money ought to have his business card with it. As he came out of Mr. office maybe the chief clerk in there knows him, and will be able to direct me to his office. I'll see." So Ches returned to Cohen's office. He went up to the clerk to whom he had spoken before. "You remember I was in here five minutes ago, don't you?" he said. "Yes," replied Fhe clerk. "You asked for Mr. Cohen and I told you he had just gone to the Exchange." "That's right. Can you tell me who the stout man is wh-0 came out of the office just before I entered?" "Stout man l That must have been Mr. Cohen. Don't you know him ?" "What Do you mean to say that was Mr. Cohen?" gasped Ches. "Well, he went out just hef o re you cam e." "I ran against a stout man outs ide and upset him. He was as mad a s a hornet and trierl to kic k me, but missed his aim. I left him flounderin g on the floor and came in here. When I left here for the Exch a nge I found this pocketbook in the corridor, anc1 I have an idea it was dropped by him. 'There i s $10 000 in Lills in it, so I came back to see if I could get a line on the owner in ordeT to return it to him." 'I'he clerk listened. to the boy's statement in s ome astonishment "Describe the gentleman as accurately as you can," he s aid. Ches did so "That was Mr. Cohen. He's apt to fly off when anything upsets him. As to the pocketbook, I couldn't identify it as his You'd better show it to him when you deliver your note at the Exchange If it's his you will square your self with him for the mix up by returning it. What's your name and who sent you here?" ".i\I y name is Chest e r Young, and I'm messenger for Ingoldsby & Co., No. Wall Street." "Well, show the wall e t to Mr. Cohen and he'll tell you whether it's his or not. So Ches started for the Exchange, somewhat doubtful as to the reception he would get from Mr. Cohen He entered the building by the messengers' entrance and asked an attendant if Mr. Cohen was on the floor. "I'll see," replied the man, and he went off to find the broker. Cohen was on the floor, and had just di s co>ered he h.::11 lost his pocketbook. He began to act like a wHd man, and his acti ons attracicu general notice around where he stood. "What's the troub le, Cohen?" asked one of the brokers who had just made a trade. "I have been robbed!" howled he "Robbed!" exclaimed the broker, and a crowd of traders attracted by C9hen's excited man n er, gathered quickly around. "How? When? Where?" "Somebody has stolen my pocketbo o k with $10,000," cried the broker, dancing around as he felt his clothes all over again. Cohen was not very popular with the crowd for various reasons, and he rece i ved little sympathy, especia ll y as h is words seemed to imply that his wa llet had been pinched since he reached the Exchtmge. The attendant came up at that moment and said: "There's a messenger at the rail wants to see you, M r. Cohen "Go away! Go away screeched the broker. "I must find my pocketbook!" "Help Cohen find his pocketbook," cried a voice on the edge of the crowd. "Who has got Cohen's pocketbook? Please step up to the chairman's desk and hand it over." A chorus of sarcastic remarks and laughter greeted tlie foregoing sally. "Maybe he's got it in his hat," suggested another voice. Instantly a big wad of paper hit Cohen's dicer and Eent it s pinning to the floor amid great laughter He was hustled about here and there until he was white with rage Finally the intelligence reached the messengers that the commotion was due to Broker Cohen having lost his pocket hook with a big sum of money in it. A s soon as Ches heard that he called another attache up mid told him to tell Mr. Cohen that he had found a wallet with a big sum of money in it, and that it migh t be t h e missing one. As soon as this word was con-veyed to the broker he ma d e a bee-line for the messengers' entrance "Which is the boy who has got my pocketbook?" h e asked, excit e dly The attache pointed Ches out. Cohen recognized the boy at once "You young villain!" he cried. "You stole my pocket hook, eh? Send for a polic e man. Don't let him get away and Cohen made a wild dive for Ches, who, objecting to that kind of treatment, stcppecl aside and he bumped int0 the rail with a crack that let him down on the floor pretty ql1ick. Probably. fifty brokers rushed up to see the outcome of the Cohen affair. Two of them raised the trader to his feet, and Ches hel d out the note to him fost of all. He made no effort to take it, bnt struggled to get at the young messenger, sputtering unintelligible expressions ancl shaking his fist at the boy. 'The scene had by this time attracted so much atte n tion that every broker not busy in some part of the room camr

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8 A BIG rushing up to learn the cause of the excitement, until a huge mob was gathered behind Cohen and those who had hold of him. A good many of the traders were under the impression that the trader had suddenly gone daffy. Ches, believing an explanation on his part was in order, tried to make himself heard, but the noise was so D"reat that be couldn't make any headway. The chairmall' sent one of his staff down to straighten things out. When he reached the scene of the disturbance Ches made a statement to him and handed him the pocketbook. "That's mine! That's mine !" roared Cohen. "Give it to me! There i s $10,000 in it!" The attache of the Exchange looked into the wallet and found that sum and a littl e over in it. All the brokers were satisfied that Chester Young's story was true, and when the wallet was returned to Cohen some body said : "What are you going to give him for returning ; t to Cohen?" The broker, however, declined to come up with even a nickel. Instead of which, after hastily examining the contents of. book, h e insinuated that some of the change was m1ssmg. This statement was greeted with a loud groan from the traders. attache also handed Cohen Mr. Ingoldsby's note which he had refused to take from the young messenger. He tore it open, read 'it, and then, glaring at Ches, said there was no answer. After that he walked hastily away,' followed by crroans and cries of derision from the other traders, whil; Ches made a hasty exit from the Exchange. CHAPTER V. CHES CLOSES OUT HIS FIRST DEAL. "What kept you so long?" asked Mr. Ingoldsby, when Ches returned and told him that Mr. Cohen said there was no answer to the note. Ches explained why he had been so long. When he described the scene at the Exchange, Mr. Ingoldsby chuckled. He knew what Cohen's reputation was among the boys. "Well," said the broker, "take this note to Mr. Black in the Mills Building, and get a hustle on, for it ought to have been there before this." "All right, sir," replied Ches, and he carried the note to its destination in record time. When he got back he found that J. & C. had gone up another point, and was now quoted at 46. It went to 46 1-2 before the Exchange closed, and Will began to feel sorry he had not bought the stock when he could have got it for 42. Ches told him there was still a chance for him to make a good thing out of it, but he didn't wa,nt to buy now for fear it might take a n unexpected drop Next day the stock continued to rise and closed at 47 3-8. The whole market was buoyant, and all stocks were higher than they had been the previous week. The following day was Saturday, and a whole lot of business was transacted at the Exchange during the two-hour session. The apparent scarcity of J. & C. stock had a favorable effect upon the price, for. the eagerness displayed by several brokers to get hold of some of it sent the price to 50, at which it closed at noon. O n Monday morning Ches and Will got down a little extra early, and as it happened, Hattie Smith and her friend Daisy Green were a lso ear l y birds. Will followed Daisy into her own office to have a private chat with her, and Ches decided to improve the same op1Jor tunity with Hattie. While she was taking off her hat he removed the cover from her machine so as to save her the trouble of doing so. "If every day was Sunday we wouldn't have to come to wo:i;k Monday morning, would we, Hattie?" he said, as she look her seat at her table. "If every day was Sunday there wouldn't be any Mon day at all, as a matter of course," she laughed. "Do you feel tired this morning ?" "Not particularly, only it feels harder to get down to business on Monday than on any other day of the week," replied Ches. "However, I expect to be my own boss one of these days, and then things will feel different." "Do you intend to become a broker?" "That's my idea unless I slip up." "You'll have to make a lot of money before you can expect to make a successful start in the brokerage business." "Well, I've started in to make it." "Hrrve you? In what way?" "I've taken a shy at the market." Hattie shook her head rather disapprovingly. "I'm afraid you'll lose your money." "Oh, I don't know I bought 100 shares of J & C. the first of last week for 42, and it closed .on Saturday at 50. That doesn't look as if I was in a losing speculation." "Yourre fortunate in striking a good thing. When are you going to realize?" "I'm looking to see J. & C. go to 60." "A bird in the hand is worth two in the bush, Ches. If I were you I'd be satisfied with the profit in sight Eight hundred dollars is a very handsome profit for you to make." "I agree with you, but the tip I got hold of indicates that J. & C. will go up 15 points, at any rate." "How did you get hold of the tip?" "I got it from Miss Elsie Cobb. She's a public stenog rapher in the Johnston Building. I have done her several favors at odd times and she thought she'd square the accoun t by letting me in on a good thing. She's got a broker on the string, and he puts her up to money-making chances once in awhile." "That's all right, Ches; but you must remember that tips are not always infallible." "I'm watching this one as close as I can, for I've got nearly all of that $500 of mine up on it." "I hope you'll come out all right, but I wouldn't take too many chances." The entrance of two of the clerks put an end to the tcte a-tete, and Chester went outside and sat down. In a few minutes Will came rushing in to avoid getting

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A BIG RISK. 9 a calling down from the cashier for being apparently late at the office. The boys had a short talk together and then it was time for the marker to get ready to attend to business for the day. About half-past ten Ches was sent to the Exchange with a note to Mr. Ingoldsby's representa.tive, and he anived there in time to find a whole lot of excitemedt around tbe J. & C. pole. He found that some broker was bidding on the stock and fcrcing the price up. Very little of it came to the surface at the advanced rate, and that. set other brokers bidding for it as was the case on Saturday. Before Ches left the stock had gone up five points. "That looks as if it was going to 60, sure," the young messenger said to himself, not a little excited at the pros pect of making a fine haul out of his little deal. When he got back to the office he saw 'will marking the latest J. & C. quotation up at 53. Will saw him coming in, and pointed to the figures he had just put down. He had been kicking himself for the last fifteen minl' tes because he had not got in on the stock himself. Ches had hardly taken off his hat before he was called to go out on another errand which took him to the Astor Building. The broker was engaged, and he had to wait his turn to see him. While he was waiting he mingled with the crowd around the ticker and found out that J. & C. was up to Another messenger came in while he was waiting and he and Ches got talking together. "The Exchange is going crazy over J. & C.," said th8 other la cl. "I heard a broker say that it's liable to go to 65 or 70." "I wish it would," replied Ches. "Why? Got any money on it?" "Yes. I'm in on a small deal." "How many shares have you got?" "Oh, not many," replied Ches, evasively. "It takes money to get much of anything even on margin." "That's right, it does. You can't have less than five shares, and you stand i.o win $100 on them." The visitor who had been closeted with the broker now came out, and Ches made a break for the private room, where he delivered his note and received an answer to take back. He had to go out again on another errand immediately, and he was kept steadily on the run right up to half-pa3t two o'clock, when he saw that J. & C'. had reached 65 5-S. He had nothing to do for ten minutes, and then the cashier sent him to a stationer's on Nassau Street. Ches had been considering the advisability of selling out for the past hour, and now that this errand carried him past the bank he decided to do so, as he was by no means confident that J. & C. would go much higher. The rush of quotations showed that there was a lot of stock changing hands and it struck him that the insiders might be disposing of their stock. If such was the fact he felt that he couldn't sell out himself any too quick. "If I let it go until after the Exchange closes something may happen between that time and the morning that might land me in the soup. I am away ahead now and I think I will show good judgment by getting 9ut from -under." Accordingly on his way back !rom the stationer's he ran into the bank and told the margin clerk to close out his ac count. "All right, young man. You stock will be sold inside of fifteen minutes." As it was twenty minute.: to three then his shares would go among the last for the day. "I feel better now," he said on his way back to the office. "I was getting pretty nervous oter my deal. If nothing happens to queer the price in the next ten minutes or so I will be able to shake hands with myself NCJthing did happen, and when the Exchange closed with J & C. quoted at 66, Ches felt that he was on the safe side, and to figure up his profit. CHAPTER VI. CHES SURPRISES HIS MOTHER AND SISTER. Next day Ches got his check and statement from the little bank and be found that his own figures and the bank's were almost identical. His profit on the deal amounted to $2,3GO, which was a good bit more than he had a:Micipated making wl;ien he. went into the transaction. His margin deposit was returned to him, as a matter of course, and so altogether hie was now worth $2,800 It was rather a new sensation for him to feel that he was a capitalist in a small way, and he couldn't but admit i.hat. the thunderbolt which bad knocked him and Will out on Decoration Day afternoon was the cause of his good luck. He showed his check to Will at the first opportunity. "Looks good, doesn't it?" he grinned. "I should say so," replied his chum. "You might have had one for a thousand if you had had the nerve to go in when I did I told you J & C. was a winner." "I believe I would have gone in if I had had the time to attend to it; but considering the way I'm fixed I was afraid to tackle it." "Well, I'm sorry you failed to get next to a wad of yollr own, but I suppose it can't be helped now. The tip was a prime article, and such things are not flying around with any undue frequency." Befm;e he went home he went in to the counting-room tr: tell Hattie Smith how well he had come out of his first speculation. "I congratulate you, Ches," she said, after he had shown her his check. "You have had remarkably good luck J hope you will put that money in a savings bank and let it stay there "If I do that, Hattie, I'll never get capital enough to gether to become a broker." "If you don't do l it, you are running great chances of losing the whole of it." "Nothing ventured nothing won," he answered. "People are venturing their money in the Street everv day, and most of them are losing it. The public make out of the brokers, while the brokers live on the public

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10 A BIG RISK. Marginal speculation is not a profitable occupation in the long run. You may win occasionally, and that very fact tempt s one to go in deeper. Then the first thing you know you get a jolt that takes all the fun out of the thing." "You seem to know a whole lot about it, Hattie," laughed Ches. "Why wouldn't I, after being a year in this office? Don't I see people come in here every day looking for easy money? They bring their little wads and poke them through the cashi er's window thinking to get twice as much back in I a few days. Do they? Out of a dozen one or two may wm, the rest hang around until their margin is wiped out, and then we don t see them any more-that is, most of them. Some, of course, return later on when they have gathered together some more money, and they are just as confident the second time of winning as t\ey were the first, and their chances are just the same as before. They are the lambs of Wall Street. My advice to you is, don't be a lamb." "Don't you worry about me, Rattie. I've got $2,800 on which I can call. If I lose it thai's my funeral." "Well, if you lose it don't come around and tell me, for I'd rather not hear about it." "All right. I'll only tell you when I win, that is, if T do win. Good-afternon. I will see you in the morning." On his way home he stopped in at the bank and cashed his check. He took a certificate of posit for $2,600 and $200 in cash. "Mother," he said, when he Teached home, "did you spend all of that $100 I gave you?" "Of course not. I wouldn't be so extravagant. Money is hard to get "Well, here is another hundred to keep what you have left from getting lonesome," and he handed his mother five $20 bills. "I've just made a little haul in Wall Street o,nd can afford to be liberal." "Do you mean to say that you made $100 extra money?" asked his mother, in some surprise. "Oh, I've made a great deal more than that." "A great deal more? Why, how did you do it?" "Yoi1 remember that $500 I had left after dividing up the coin I found in the old tin box a couple of weeks ago?" "Of course, I do." "I put most of that up in a stock deal, and how nmch _do you s'pose I made?" "I have no idea." "I made $2,300." Mrs. Young sat right clown in the nearest chair and stared at her son. She couldn't believe that she had heard him aright, or if she did that he was really in earnest. "How much did you make?" "I said I made $2,300." "Are. you in earnest?" "Yes, mother. I brought home with me $200 in cash, of which you now hold half in your hand, and a certificate of deposit from the bank for $2,600. Look at it," and he handed his mother the certificate With such convincing evidence before her Mrs. Young could no long er disbelieve the facts. "And you made all this money in stocks?" "Yes, mother, all but the $500 with which I started." "I don't see how you ever did it." "I did it by backing a good tip." "What is a tip, my son?" Ches explained to his mother what a stock tip was. "You've been working two years in Wall Street, and this is the first time I ever knew you to win any money in stocks," she said. "It is the first deal I ever worked. It takes observation and experience, as well as money to make a venture with any reasonable chance of success The experience I have been gaining right along. I've also been studying the m::rr ket with the view of keeping abreast of things generally. I had no money to do anything until that $500 came my way. It came in the nick of time, for I had j11st got tha tip and didn't know what to do with it." "It must be easy to make money in Wall Street w11en a boy of your age and limited experience can do so well," said his mother. "It's easy if you're uncommonly lucky," laughed Chef>. "Most of the outsiders who come down hoping to beat the brokers get plucked themselves. We are glad to see them because they make business." "I hope you will take care of that money and not lose it." "I'll keep my eye on it. I sha'n't risk any of it unles'! I sec my way pretty clear to making a stake." When his Nellie got home from her work, Ches surprised her with a gift of $50. Then he astonished her still more by telling her how much he had made in the stock market. "Will might have made $1,000, too, just as easy as roll ing off a log, but he didn't h.ave the nerve to risk his $200," he said. "He'll never make a speculator. He is afraid to take chances, and you can't make a dollar in Wall Street without taking some chance, unless you're what is calleJ n conservative broker, and rely on the legitimate returns from your business." His sister expressed a certain amount of alixiety as to what Ches intended doing with $2,000, but he couldn't give her much satisfaction, as be didn't know himself. Next morning Ches, having an errand to the Johnston Building, managed to find the time to run up to the tenth floor to see Miss Cobb, who had given him the J. & C. pointer. She employed half a dozen girls ancl was usually pretty busy. She had known Ches for some time, and liked him very much. When the young messenger walked in that morning $he gave him a cordial welcome. All the girls looked up and eyed him with a great deal of inteTest, for his good looks and gentlemanly address had already made quite an impression on them. "I was in the building, so I thought I'd come up and :;ee you, Miss Cobb," said Ches, in a cheerful, off-hand way. "I am very g lad you did,' smiled the young lady, who was a very pretty blonde. "I hope I am not taking up your timtf from your busi ness," he said, as he took a seat beside her desk. "Not in the l east A visitor once in a while enlivens things." "Well, I wanted to tell you how well I made out on that tip you gave me."

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A BIG RISK. 11 "Did you? I am very glad to hear it. I made a few dollars myself off it." "I had money enough to buy 100 shares on margin. l got in on the ground floor at 42 and held on till it got to 65 5-8. I made $2,300." "You were fortunate indeed. I bought at 42 but sold at 60. I had 200 shares and made about $3,500." "The funny thing about it is that I didn't have a cent to invest when you so kindly gave me the pointer," said Ches. "I knew it was a good one from the assurance you gave me, but I was afraid it would have to go t0 waste as far as I was concerned. It happened, however, that I and mJ friend Will Nash met with a most remarkable adven ture next day, that is, Decoration Day afternoon, and this adventure, which nearly put an enc1 to our usefulness in this world, was after all the means of furnishing me with the capital to buy the 100 shares on margin." "You interest me," said Miss Cobb. "Pray tell me about this adventure." Ches at once told about the experience he anc1 Will had in the old roadhouse, anc1 how it ended in the discovery of the tin box full of golcl coin which hac1 been concealed for so many years in the ancient dresser. Mis s Cobb was astonished by the narrative, and congratu lated Ches on having. escaped with his life, and also on his luck in finding the small treasure trove. "Well, if you have any more tips you care to put in my way I'll be glad to avail myself of them, for I have the money now to make use of them. I want to become a broker some day, and that takes money. If I should hap pen to catch on to anything good myself I won't forget to let you in on it." "Thank you, Ches. I will remember you the next time I hear of a good thing in the market line." Ches then said that he would have to get back to the office as he bad already overstepped his limit. "I will drop up again when I get the chance. Good morning." "Goor1-morning, Ches,'' and the young messenger got out and was oon in the elevator en route for the street. bHAPTER VII. CHES MEETS WITH MORE SUCCESS AND HELPS WILL TO A SMALL WAD. Chcsi.ers success in his first venture' made him anxious to get ini.o the market again, but still he was sensible enough not to let his anxiety to make money get the better of his ju.dgment and tempt him to blindly into a new deal. He knew well enongh that he wouldn't have made out half as well if it hadn't been that he had operated on a pretty sure thing. He now kept a sharper lookout on Wall Street matters in the hope that something would hun up so that he could enlarge his litt1e capital. He wa careful noi. to let any one in the office outside of will and Hattie know that he had the least interest in stocks. He was aware that if Mr. Ingol
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12 A BIG RISK. While he was gone 0. & L. continued to drop until it reached 39, where it came to anchor for awhile. When Ches got back again Will looked as though he had lost the only friend he had in the world. Catching his chum's eye, he pointed gloomily at the last quotation of 0. & L., and said, "We're in the soup." Much to his surprise Ches laughed and did not seem to be in the least concerned about the matter. The young messenger paid no further attention to him or the blackboard, but sat down, and, taking up that morn ing's copy of the "Wall Street News," soon appeared to be deeply interested in the intelligence printed in its columns. Before long Ches was called to go on another errand, and he was out nearly all the time up to ten minutes after three. By that time, the Exchange having closed for the day, the crowd of customers had dispersed until next morning. A lot of them had been interested in 0. & L., and the sudden slump had wiped their margins out, so that there was as much gloom on their countenances when they left as there was on Will's. When Ches returned from the bank after making the day's deposit he found Will moping in the chair waiting for him. Ches turned the bank-book in to the cashie r, and as there was nothing to take him out again just then, he walked over to Will "Say, what's worrying you, old man?" he asked. "You look like the la st rose of summer after it has wilted." "That so? You take it mighty easy." "Take what easy?" "Why, 0. & L:You know it's gone to pot, don't you?" "What if it has?" "Why, that's the stock we're in on. At any rate, I am, up to my neck." "Oh, no, we're not in on that now." "We aren't?" ejaculated Will, sitting up. "I thought--" "We were in it, but I sold out half an hour before it went on the toboggan, so you needn't worry any more over it. Wflve made a profit of $9 a share out of it." ''Do you mean that?" cried Will, feeling like a condemned felon who has been unexpectedly reprieved. "Sure, I do. I wouldn't tell you so if it wasn't a fact." "Why didn't you tell me before?" "How could I when I didn't have the chance? What's the difference, anyway?" "And we've made $9 a share?" "That's what we have." "I had 40 shares." "Correct." "That's $360 profit. Gee whiz! I won't do a thing when I get hold of that money. I'll blow myself to a new suit, and all the folks to something tiptop. Then I'll go out and paint the town red." "Oh, come -off. Don't talk foolish. You're acting like a kid that's got a new toy. JJ you're going to act like a chump I won't take you in on any more deals." "I can't help it. I feel so good that I'd like to whoop." "You can do that when you get outside, tli_en maybe some cop will run you in for disturbing the peace, and that'll cost you $10." "How much you make?" "I made ten times as much as you, and yet you don t see me going into spasms over it. Keep cool. First thing you know the boss will get on to our little game and we may both get fired." "I'm through. When are you going home?" "Pretty soon now." "I'm going out to get something to eat. I'll meet you downstairs at the door." Will put on his hat and got out. "Well, it doesn't take much to set him off," said Ches, as he watched his chum depart. "He's one of the chaps that cau't stand success. I wonder what he'd do if he had made $-,500, like I did? Wall Street wouldn't be able to hold him. That was a lucky deal, all right. I'm worth $7,000 now. I s uppose sis will J1avc a :fit when I tell her. I could buy a house and lot for that somewhere up in the Bronx, or over in Brooklyn, and be my own landlord. I don't think I will, though. I can use it to better advantage right heTe in Wall Street. Half-past three. Time to quit." Ches asked the cashier if he wanted him any more, and finding that he didn't he put on his hat and left the office. CHAPTER VIII. CHES S.A. VES HflTTIE FROM DROWNING. Next clay the boys got their money from the little bank. Will took his all in cash, and got it in $5 bills so it would make a big wad. Ches took his in a certificate of deposit as before, ancl having $100 in his trunk at home, he got that out and pre sented it to his mother when he told her about his latest good luck. It, was a mystery to Mrs. Young how her bright son had suddenly developed a talent for making money. She knew nothing about Wall Street, or its methods, but what Ches told her at odd times, and the general impres sion she had gathered from his talk was that more money was in Wall Street in specu lation than anywhere else. That made it look stranga to her that Chester could be so successful in such a short time. Two months since he hadn't a dollar to overtake another, and now he admitted that he could lay his hands on $7,000, It was quite beyond her powers of reasoning. Chester's sister couldn't understand her brother's succe ss, either, but he told her laughingly not to worry about it as long as things came his way, for she was sure to get a whack out of his when she needed the money. "I always need money, so I'll take some now," she said, holding out her hands. "It's after banking hours, so you'll have to wait," grinned her brother. "But you gave mother $100." "I know I did. I had that in my trunk." "How about Will Nash? Ila n't he made anything?" "Sure, he did. He captured $360." "That isn't so much. Why doesn't he make money like you? You're both in the same office." "He hasn't got the capital. If he had gone in on J. & C. that time he might have made $1,000 or more. Then he could have bought more than 40 shares of 0. & L. this time and made a good haul."

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A BIG RISK. 13 After the slump on 0. & L the market got dull and re mained so for the rest of the summer. Ches, Will and Hattie Smith got their vacation al l in the same week, during the last of August. Hattie was to visit her married sister, whose husband kept the drug-store, at Shelter Island, and she invited Ches to come down and spend a day or two. Ches told her that he and Will had c o ncluded to go there for a week and had arranged for board at on e o f the houses near the lake. The three left by boat on Saturday afternoon from the foot of Wall Street. It was a long trip up the Sound to the extreme eastern point of the northern shore of Long Island, then through Plum Gut, a nan-ow strait, and westward to the wharf in front of the Prospect House, and they reached their destination about ten o'clock that night. 'rho boat then went on around the island to Sag Harbor, an old seaport town on the southern shore of Long Island. There was an omnibus to take them to the boarding house, after dropping Hattie close to her sister's home. Next morning Ches and Will walked around to cqll on the stenographer, and were introduced to her sister and brother-in-law. Then the young folks started out for a stroll around Prospect Heights. The three had a fine time during the next three days when Will was made happy by the unexpected appearance of Daisy Green, who had been invited by Hattie to spend the last half o.f the week with her. She came down on the regular night boat which reached Prospect wharf at five o'clock in the morning Hattie intending to give the boys, especially Will, a sur prise, hadn't told them that Daisy was coming, so when they called around at the cottage as usual on Thursday morning to arrange about the day's programme they found Daisy sitting on the veranda with Hattie. "Great hornspoons !" crieu Will. "Is this really yuu, Daisy?" "Looks like me, doesn't it?" she laughed. "This is certainly a surprise," said Ches. "I'm glad you've come for Will's sake," he added, with a chuckle. "He's been mooning about you ever since he's been here." "Oh, you get out!" cried Will, getting red in the face, while Daisy blushed like a red rose. "\Vhat'll I get ot1t for? Didn't I tell the truth?" "Go to thunder!" growled Will. Ches \aughed heartily at Will's embarrassment. Daisy's arrival was quite satisfactory to Ches, too. He would now have Hattie all t o himself, which was what suited him exactly. So the young folks paired off as natural as and all seemed delighted with the new order of things. That afternoon the boys hired a boat and the four went for a sail on the bay It was a lovely afternoon with just enough \..-ind to keep the cat-boat on fair headway. There were a score o.f other sailboats out at the 1 same time, including a naphtha.I launch carrying half a dt\zen young college chaps These lads were whooping things up at a great\ rate. They had been out s{ling all morning and wcte coming back with a small load of the nny tribe, and a bigger load of strong spirits which they had taken with them i n pocket fl.asks to wash down their lunch with. Ches noticed that the course of the launch was r athe r erratic at times, as if the steersman did not keep a steady hand on the tiller. He endeavored to give the craft a wide berth, but the college lads, attracted by the good looks and natty appear ance of Hattie and Daiiy, wouldn't let him. They steere1l toward the cat-boat, waving their hats and shouting at the i.wo girls "I think those boys are jl!-st to o fresh for anyt hing," sail Daisy Hattie coincided with her. Will was getting hot under the collar at the familia'1ty of the strangers, and he looked as if he'd just as soon'f:ave a run-in with them as not. "Keep away as far as possib l e from them, Ches; ... Bgged Hattie. "That's what I'm trying to do, but they are followi' us c "They've got a whrle lot of nerve," growle d Will "YI don't want anything fa do with them The boys started up a college' song, winding 'P with a college yell, and then Fi.a.me ow or another the' "'eersman got mixed up, for the latl.nch veered around and c 'lne full speed directly at the cat-boat. -"Great Scott!'' exclaimed Ches. "They'll run us down if they keep on. Here, you fellows!" he shr.>uted to them. "Keep away! Do you want to sink ns ?" There was confusion on board the launch, and one or two of the occupants, seeing how things were, tried to reach the helm in time to alter the boat's course, for the steers man was clearly not able to control the boat. The distance between the two boats, however, was too short, and as the girls rose to their feet. with screams of tenor the launch struck the cat-boat a glancing blow astern, '.knocking Hattie Smith into the water, and she sank like a sh o t. Without the loss of a moment Ches threw off his l ight blazer and dove after her. The launch went on its course, while the cat boat, for tunately not materially injured, slipped away at another angle. Will, having no experience at all with sailboats, was rat tled over the situation. He grabbed the tiller and turned it the wrong way The boat turned, and the boom swinging around would have carried Daisy overboard but that she fell info the bottom of the when the boat leaned over in the new directi o n. Will only dodged in time to save his head, and then he was all at sea, for the boat was nO'lr gliding away from the spot where Hattie and Ches went down. At that moment Ches came to the surface with the stn1g, gling girl held rmJ.y by one arm. Shaking the water from his eyes he looked around for the cat-boat. and saw it a hundred yards away, and going. further because of Will's inability to do the right thing. rorlunately, the mishap had been observed by an experi enced boatman who had a party of ladies out in a cat-boat,

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A BIG RISK. I --and he headed at once for the spot where Ches was treading as if he'd just as soon jump into the water every day to do water and holding Hattie's head above the surface. her a favor. Inside of three minutes he was hauling the girl into hi!} They lost no time in gettiJlg to the cottage, which was craft, after which he gave Ches a helping hai1d. q1}ite a walk fi;om the wharf, and then Ches and "'t'hanks," said the young messenger. "Now please head sent his clothes downstairs to be dried in the kitchen. for our boat. My f:ciend doesn't know the first thing about Hattie's brother-in-law furnis hed him with an o-utfit of handling the craft." his own togs, which fitted hi:rh well enough to allow him "I see he doesn't," replied the boatman. to appear at !he supper on. 1 The ladies on the boat took charge of Hattie, who was The druggist very indignant at the students .whe_n badly frightened an.cl soaked through and through. he the st?ry of catastrophe, and he made it his The boatman presently had his craft alongside the one in busmess to obtam all their names and addresses. which Will sat helpless, and Ches splang aboard of her and He threatened to have them all arrested, but through the tctk charge of the helm. interposition of the fathers of some of them the matter 'u-attie then taken into the coc'kpit, and Ches told was patchthedtup. t Cl d H tt d awn more D \-'" t l d h After a even 1es an a ie were r o ea er mto the cabm take off her clothes and f lt t t put'\J.er into one of the two bunks there. c1osely together, and the stenogrupl:er e a new m eres Tl the gallant younomessenger which she macle no effort 1 '() young messenger thanked the boatman for his asm 0 and the ladies for their svmpathy, and headed back to hide, much to _his 'iir onl' f th p t H 1 t 1 The rest of their short vacation passed without an y other 0 e rospec eig 1 s w iarves. s l b l t th r f tl e ":tin't blame me, Ches," said Will. "I did the best I tllTilling incident, a.ncl unc ay roug 1 '3 vaca 10n o 1 which rdidn't amount to much" quartette to an encl r They took the half-pa s t seven boat for Greenport, a small ,
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A BIG RISK. 15 Ches made it his business to watch A. & B. closely, and during the day saw that it advanced to 72. That afternoon on his way home he went into the little bank and ordered 900 of the stock bought for his account, putting up the bulk of his certificate of deposit as security. The margin clerk knew his face well by this time and said to him: "You're getting to be quite an operator, Young." "Sure, I am. I'm a young Jay Gould, if you only knew it," grinned Ches. "Are you working on tips? I notice you've been quite successful so far." ''I'm working on anything I can get hold of," chuckled the young messenger. "What do you mean by that?" "Just what I said." "Your reply isn't very intelli gi ble." ''It doesn't do fo1: a fellow to tell everything he knows." "You expect A. & B. to go up, I suppose?" "That's a foolish remark. What am I buying for?" "You're buying for a rise, naturally, but people buying with that idea are often disappointed." "That's right. It is on e of the chances we specu lators ha vc to take." 'W G speculators' is good," laughed the clerk. "Does your boss know you're monkeying with the market?" "N oi to my know ledge, and t don't sec any reason for putting him to the fact. He's got enough busine ss of his own to occupy his attention without bothering about what I am doing, as long as I talking about it in the Jifferent offices he visitetl. also h eard l\Ir. Ingold shy spea k about it to a customer a stol:k tba L looked like a safe proposition. ('hes eallecl Will" s utt entio u to it, bnt cl id nol urge him to inve st. "Are you going to buy any of i Li'" askes ponsible for getting you into something that might not turn out to be a winner in the end, though it looks pretty good now." "If I fetch down the money will you buy me 50 shares to-morrow?" "If I get the chance I will." "All right." Next morning Will had his money with him. He handed enough over to Ches to put up as margin on 50 at 75. Ches, however, found t)rnt he couldn't get the stock under 76, and at that figure he bought it and reported the fact to Will. Ches watched other well-known stocks besides A. & B., as he wasn't positive by any means that it was the stock which was going to be boomed by the syndicate. When he went to the Exchange he found that the attention of the traders was direct;d more to A. & B. than anything else. He also noticed that one particular broker was buying it right along whenever it was offered. The price fluctuated at intervals, going up to 78 and then dropping down to 74, when a good deal of it was offerec1 and takers became shy. Gradually the shares grew scarce on the market, inc1icating that it was being h eld for higher prices Stories, inspired by the syndicate to whet the publi?'s appetite for a good thing, began to appear in the financrn 1 columns of the daily papers, and the usual result follo1Ycd. Small speculators came flocking to the Street to bny il. The traders appeared on the floor with their pock<:>ts filled with buying orders from their customers, but there was not quarter enough stock to be gol to fill the orders. The public had to go without it or consent to pay higher prices. The lnmbs were s o eager to get it thnt they were willing to pay rno1'e Lhan the market, and so the stock mounted to over SO in a short time. 'rweniy-four hours after the public got interested in it ihe price had g one up to 85. Ches was kept so busy by the ru s h of trade that he began to hnNe Rome t1oubts ns to the advi s ability of trying to hold 011 any longer. "I think I'll leave my order to sell out on my way home," he sai d to Will, just before the Exchange closed. "All right," replied Will. "I'm satisfied with $12 a share profit." "Y o'u ought to be. Six hundred dollars isn't picked up so easily every week." "Bet your life it isn't. I'll he worth over $1, 100." So tliat afternoon Ches dropped in at the little bank nnc1 orc!ered his and Will' s shares sold at the opening price in the morning. The shares went at 85 1-2, ::md when Ches got his' check on the following morning he found himself $12,000 ri,cher. CHAPTER X. CHES LOSES UIS JOB. Hattie had got into the habit of coming down early to have a little talk with Ches before it was time for her to get to work. Ches had said nothing to her about his deal in A. & B.,

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16 A BIG RISK. but now that he was out of it a winner he told her that he had made some more money out of the market. "I'm glad to hear it, Ches,'' she replied. "This is the third deal I've put through successfully. That $500 I started 1vith developed into $19,000." "So much as that?" she said, in surprise. "Yes." "I don t see how you've been so lucky "The fact s speak for themselves." "I guess you've got more money now than any other mes senger in the Street." "Maybe so, but you can't tell. A good many of them are working the market the same way I'm doing I saw several at the little bank waiting their turn to get to the margin clerk's window "I suppose you mean to keep on just the same." "I certainl:r do." "I hope you won't get caught in a bad deal and lose all you've won." "No. That would be kind of tough." The three clerks came into the counting-room in a bunch and Ches concluded he had better return to his post outside. One of the clerks was mashed on Hattie and as he passed her desk he laid a ten-cent bunch of flowers in front of her typewriter. The stenographer colored up a bit, and handing the flowers to Ches, told him to return them to the donor "Miss Smith requested me to hand these back to you," he said, walking up to the clerk, who was the dude of the office. The other clerks gave the dude the laugh, and he got kind of angry. He was jealous of the young messenger, for he could not but see that Hattie was on familiar terms with him, and seemed to like ihe boy a grea t deal. He grabbed the flowers wd \rent over to the stenogra pher's desk to find out why she wouldn't accept them "I bought these especially for you, l\Iiss Smith,'' he said, in his most fetching way. "'Von't you l et me put them in a glass for you to stand on your desk?" "I'd prefer you wouldn't do any such thing, Mr. Carter," r eplied the girl, distantly. "I don't receive flowers from the gentlemen in the office." ''You take them from Chester Young," said the clerk, in a jealous tone. Hattie made no reply to his r emark, bnt busied herself (!etting her work in readiness to proceed with the business of the clay. The clerk, finding that she was not di s posed to talk with him, returned to his desk in a disgruntled frame of mind. He had an idea that Ches was responsible for Hattie's attitude toward him, as he could not see how any typewriter girl could resist his friendly advances. Ches, in the meanwhile, had returned to the outside room and was talking to Will about the stock market. That afternoon the dude clerk overheard Ches tell Will that he hau got hold of anot h er good thing and intended to work it for all it was worth. Ches told his chum to bring down his money and they'd go in together as usual. "So,'' muttered the dude, 'that young monkey is specu-lating in the market. That's against orders. I must let Mr. Ingoldsby know right away." He went into the boss' s private room and told him all he had heard. Mr Ingoldsby happened to be in a bad humor at the moment, for he had just lost a lump of money in a deal. He rang for Ches at once. "Look here young man! Are ,y ou speculating in the stock market?" he asked, in a sharp voice. "Who told you I was speculating, sir?" asked Ches. "Answer my question," said the broker, aggressively. "Yes, sir; I have done something in that line." "Well, cut it out, or I'll cut you out. You can go," replied Mr. Ingoldsby. When Ches came out he told Will of the call-down he hacl receiv ed. "Somebody in the office has found out what we are at the little bank and reported the matter to Mr. Ingoldsby I wonder who it could be?" "I'll bet it was Carter," said Will, referring to the dude cle rk. "He was just inside talking to the boss. He's sore on you over Hattie." "I believe you're right. I don't see how he learned that I was speculating. Only a pretty mean chap would give a fellow employee away." '"He'd do it to get square with you for having the ins ide track with Hattie. It would suit him pretty well if he could have you fired. He'd be glad to get you out the way. Did you get orders not to speculate any more?" "T did." "What are you going to do about it?" "I am going to do as I please. I've got next to another good thing, and I'm not going to lose tl3e chance of making everal thousand dollar s on account of that dud e It will take me a whole year to make $500 running my feet off carrying messages. I don't care whether T get bounced or not. I could rent room somewhere 'and make more than I make here, and be my own boss, besides." ; II"' "(\tl Ches was hot under the collar at Carter, and he walk1..J into the counting-room to give him a lay-out. "Did you tell Mr. IngoldsL:: that I was speculating in stocks?" be asked the dude, after walking up to his desk. Carter sa w lhat Ches was mad, and it ficklecl him. "Don't bother me. I'm busy," he r eplied, with an exas perating grin. "That's as much as an admission that you did tell him. You're a fine thing to call yourself a man," said Ches, sar castically, and loud enough for e\'erybody in the counting room to hear. "A tale-bearer and a knocker. You ought to be kicked mound the block." Carter lost hi s coolness unde r the sting of the young messenger's word s "How dare you talk to me that way, you whippersnapper? Do you know who I am?" he roared, furiously. "Yes, I know who you are, and I was just telling you what you are, you imitation dude," retorted Ches. "You're an impudent puppy, and I sha ll report your in su l ts to Mr. lngoldsby," fumed Carter, very red in the face, for he saw Hattie looking in his direction, and he knew she must have heard all Ches said. "I would. I'd run iJl right away and do it. He's in his office now. You were a fine kid when you were young, I'll

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A BIG RISK. 17 bet. You're only an overgrown kid now, anyway. I'll bet the typewriter girls around this neighborhood you have been trying to mash have got you down :fine. It would make your ears tingle to hear what they think of you. At any rate, I know what one young lady thinks of you, and I'd hate to tell you." The boy's last words made Carter furious. He picked up his ink bottle and threw it full in Carter's face. If the boy hadn't dodged it quicker than lightning he would have been seriously injured. As it was, it struck him a glancing blow on the upper side of his heatl, opening his scalp nearly three inches and dazing him for a moment. In its flight through the air the inkwell s truck the cash ier, who was coming around to see what the trouble was about, full in the chest, spattering him with black ink. As Ches staggered back, a stream of blood flowing down his cheek, Hattie sprang to her feet with a scream and rushed to him. she could reach him Ches had sprung like a tiger at Carter. He smashed him rapid blows in the face, and they both went down upon the floor, where the boy proceeded to pound the dude clerk in a lusty way. Carter, however, was not easily knocked out, and began to strike back. The office was in an uproar. The other two clerks rushed into Carter's alley and tried to separate the combatants, while Hattie stood looking on in great distress and excitement, and the cashier, after wiping the ink from his vest and shirt front, and,, finding them both spoiled, endeavored to interfere, also. The custoJ,Tiers, including Will, rushed up to the brass railing which divided the counting-room from the recep tion-room and peered through at the rumpus. rrhe noise also reached Mr. Ingoldsby in his private office, anc1 r,1L e out in no pleasant humor to see what was the mm ..:er: It didn't t kc him but a moment to understand that there was trnuble in his counting-room, and he made his way there as as he could To the outsiders it looked as if there was a smal l riot going on in there. Will took 1.he liberty of following his employer through the door. He suspected that Ches and Carter were engaged in a scrap ove r the spec ulation business, and he hoped his chum would. put it all over the dude clerk, for, in his opinion, the latter deserved to get all that was coming to him. vVhen Ches was finally draggecl away :from Carter, the who1e side of hiR face was red from his blood, and the dude was also smeared with it, in addition to a pair of (\ecorated optics that would be beautifully black on the morrow. "What is the meaning of this disgraceful scene?" de manded the broker, his face as dark as a thunder-gust. The and the other clerks thought it best to let the combatants make their own explanation Carter, rumpled ancl clemora1ized, got in the first word. He accused Ches or coming up to his desk and insulting him because he had reported him guilty of speculating in the market on his employer's time. He said the boy was about to strike him and he had thrown the inkwell in self-defense. Then Ches had jumped on him and him with his fists. The young messenger was about to defend himself when Mr. Ingoldsby turned upon him and said: "Go into the wash-room and wash yo,ur face, and then get your wages from the cashier. You're discharged. I won't have you around here any more." Then the broker turned on his heel and walked back to his office .. CHAPTER, XL CHES HIRES AN OFFICE FOR HIMSELF. Carter smiled triumphantly when he heard Mr. Ingoldsby discharge Ches without a It was salve for his bunged face and blaokenecl' eyes, and he felt that his dignity as clerk had been sustained. The cashier, who was not fully acquainted with the merits of the case, had nothing to say for the present, but he intended to make Carter pay for the damage he had in flicted on his shirt and vest. The other two clerks, in common with Hattie, who had heard and seen the whole of the trouble, conside\'ed that Mr, Ingoldsby had treated his messenger unjustly, though they to ackno"'.ledge that Ches had started the scrap by accusing Carter of telling on hil:n to the Will, though he hadn't seen anything of the row to speak of, sided with Ches on general principles. He followed his chum into the wash-room to help him clean himself. r "Say, the boss isn't treating you right to :fire you with out giving you a chance to explain your side of tJe ques tion," he said. "I can't help that," replied Ches. "He's got a grouch on this afternoon, anyway, and it's a wonder he didn't bounce Carter, too. I wish he had, for I hate to have that dude get the better of me, However, it can't be helped. I don't care a rap, anyway. I'll make more money in a month on the outside than I'd earn h ere in a year. He won't get another messenger to treat him any fairer than I did. I attended to his business from the ground floor up. It is precious little of his time I lost in going to the bank once or twice when I was out. The only thing I regret is leavin g you and Hattie; but I'll manage to see you both, just the same." "Maybe the boss will reconsider throwing you out," said Will, hopefully. "He needn't do it on my account. I'm out for good, and I wouldn't come back if he asked me to," said Ches, reso lutely, as he 1avec1 his face and :finally bound up the cut in his head with his handkerchief. "What are you going to do?" "I'll let yon know later on. You'd better get back to your blackboard or you may get a call-down, too." "It's nearly time to quit. It wants ten minutes of three." "Well, the ten minutes belong to the boss, so you'd better go out and give him the benefit of the time." '"Wait for li1e c1ownio;tai rs, will you?" "I will," 1;epliec1 Ol:c ', leaving the room and going over .,

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18 A BIG RISK. to Hattie's desk, where the girl sat doing work with t ears in her eyes. "Well, I'm bounced, Hattie," he said, with the ghost of a smile. "It's a downright shame, Ches," said the girl, taking b i s h and sympathetically "I mean to tell Mr. Ingoldsby that you were n o t half as much to blame as Mr Carter was. Don't d o it, Hattie." "Yes, I will. The idea of that man throwing that ink l\ell at you the way he did He might have killed you. Are you much hurt, you poor boy?" She rose and felt of Chester's head in a tender way that .,nowed him how deep her concern was for him. D o n't worry, Hattie. It doesn't amount to anything," he a n swered, reassuringly "It b l ed dreadfully," she said, with a quiver of her lips. I th o ughtI t hought-you were--" S h e b roke down, and taking up her handkerchief, buried h e r face in it. H e coul d see that she was sobbing, and he bent over her. D o n't cry, Hattie. I'm all right. I've got to leave the office, but I'm not going to lose you, just the same. I think a s much of you as I do of my mother and sister," he went on in a low tone. "You know I do, don t you?" Y es," she sobbed i "And you think the same of me, don't you ?" "Yes. I don't want you to go. I shall feel lost without you to talk to sometimes." 1 ''Never minu. I'll call on you twice a week at your home, a n d I'll see you often down here, for I'm not going to l e ave W a ll Street, though I don't intend to work for any oth e r bro ker." What a r e you going to do?" "I'll l et you know in a day or so. Maybe I'll be down earl y enough the morning to see yon before you go to work. Good-bye till then." She gave him her hand and looked ut him with glistening e y es. H e turned away to say good-bye to the two clerks with whom he was on friendly terms. B oth of them said it was a s hame he had been unfairly d ischarged They said they were going to put the fads before the cashier and get him to put Mr. Ingolclsby in possesRion of t h e truth. "It isn't worth while,' replied Ches. "I wouldn't come back if he asked me to, after the way he treated me. I have no wish to be in th e same office with such a man as Carte r a n yway Join g to look up another job, I suppose," said one of them. "I'll let you know what I'm goiug to do through Will," said Ches. The n he wished them good-bye and walked over to tlw cashier's desk. "You'd better come around in the m o rning, Chester," s ai d the cashier. "I don't believe Mr. Ingoldsby will refm;e to r e i nsta t e you wheh I have a talk with him, as I mean to do p rese n tly. He didn't hear your side of the trouble, and i)'OU have a r i ght i.o be heard in your own defense Th e n he should have beard me at the time "He's out of humor afternoon, and acted hastily. You '11 find he'll .end for you to come back." "I don't expect to come back if he does. The woods are full of messengers looking for a job Let him see if he can get one who will be more faithful to his duties than I was to mine." "Well, here is your money, but I want you to come in and see me in the morning. Pm sure you'll be put to work again." "Maybe I \l'ill, Mr. Forbes, and perhaps I won't. It will be just as I feel in the morning," replied Ches, putting the money in his pocket. He had made up his mind not to come back under any but he thought there was no occasion for him to tell the cashier his sentiments on the subject. He and Will went home together, but he said little about what he intended doing. "I don't intend to tell mother that I'm out of the office. It would only worry her," he saic11.o his chum. "So don't let on when you come around to the house." "All right," answered Will. Of course Ches had to make some explanation to his mother to account for his wounded head, but he made very light of it, saying that he had received it in a little scrap he had had at the office with one of the clerks. It didn't look bad anyway, as the corner druggist had fixed it up for him with a strip of court plaster after re moving some of the hair. Next morning he and Will went downtown at the usual time, and they waited at the corner of Broadway and Wall Street for Hattie and Daisy to come along. Daisy had heard about the trouble which had culminated in Chester's discharge from : Mr Ingoldsby's office, and she tendered him her sympathy, and at the same time expressed her indignation at what she called his unfair treatment. "Never mind, Miss Daisy, I'm not worrying over the lo ss of my position, I think I can get along as well without Mr. Ingoldsby a>-he can without me," said Ches, in hi s cus tomary cheerful way. "I'll bet Carter thinks now he ll be aLle to make love to you, Hattie, since Ches is out of the way," said Will, with a chuckle." I'll never e>en notice the man again," replied Hattie, indignantly. "I hope you won't," said Ches. "He isn't half a man to go and knock me to Mr. Ingold sby.' The young messenger left them at the entrance of the building and sholled oil' down Broad Street. At half-past nine he went up to the little bank on N as sau Street to put through a deal in R. & S. This was the transaction Carter had hcarcl Ches and Will talking about in the wash-room, and which had in duced him to report to Mr. Ingolclsby that hil" messenger was speculating during office hours. The clerk had not mentioned Will's name as he had nothing against the marker, and so the broker was not aware that the boy was pls o speculating through his chum. Ches had got the tip from Miss Cobb, who received it from the broker who ll'as smitten with her R. & S. was going at 65. Ches ordered 2,000 shares bought for his account and 100 for Will /

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A BIG RISK. 19 Then he went up to the visitors' gallery of the Exchange to pass the time. He stayed there an hour and then went around looking for desk room in an office. "'hile engaged in this quest he ran across a man in the Pluto Building who wanted to rent a sma 1 room attached to his s uite of three rooms. It was on the third floor, a.nd as the rent was reasonable Ches agreed to take it. He paid the man three months' rent in advance as an evidence of. good faith, and took possession of it, buying the desk, table, rug and other furniture just as it stood. He then went out and arranged to have a stock ticker put in right away, and got a sign painter to inscribe his name on the glass panel of the corridor door. His directions to the painter were simply to put "Chester Young" in the center of the glass, under the number of the room, which was 92. One of the e days he hoped to be a broker, but for the present he was nothing in particular, and his name was sufficient to direct his friends to his office. He for a couple of Wall Street dailies, and a financ1e.l weekly. He bought ::i, limited amount of stationery, and a couple of small account books. A handrnmc calendar and several water c0lor pictures were secured to ornament the walls. He had everything in snape by three o'clock, even in cluding the indicator, which was installed a few minutes before that hour. Locking the office up, he started for the building where he had been lately employed in order to meet Will, as he had promised to do. CHAPTER XII. ) OHES CLEARS $30,000 ON R. & S. "Well, old man, what have you been doing with y ou rself all day?" asked Will, when they came together. "I bought 100 shares of R. & S. for you to beo'in with and 2,000 for myself." "If we come out ahead, every dollar I make you'll make twenty. I don't wonder that you're independent and prefer to be your own boss to coming to work for Mr. Ingoldsby again. Here's a note the cashier to l d me to hand you It's a dictated letter from the boss telling you to come back and take your position again." ,"He might have saved himself all that trouble, because no inducement that he is likely to make will get me to return to him after the way he bounced me "You mean that, do you?" "Yes. And to prove it I'm going to take you down to my office." "Your office!" ejaculated Will "Yes. I hired a room to day, and I've got it all fitted up ready for my own accommodation "What kind of business are you going to carry on there? Something connected with the Street?" "I'm going to use the room as my private headquartert1, where my friends can call and see me when they feel like doing so. "Where is your office?" "In the Pluto Building, on the third floor, Room 92. Put that down for future reference." ) In a few minutes they were in the elevator going up, and were lauded at the third floor in about half a minute. Ches then led the way to his office. "You've got your name up like any of the te n a nts, haven't you?'' said Will, when they paused oefore the door of Chester's de:::i.. ""\\hy not? I'm a tenant. I've paid my r e n t for t h ree months in advance." He unlocked the door and they wal ked i n. "Take a seat and make yourself at home." Will did so, oncl Ches explained his present p l a n whic h was to operate on the market whei;iever he sa w a good chance of making a few dollars, 01: many dollars, as t h e case might be. "I can now give my whole time and attention to t h e b usi ness and if I 5ucceeded so well before I certain l y ought to do even better after this Will thought so, too. "I hope you'll take me in on some of your deal s so I can get ahead also, same as you have been doing." "Sure, I will. Aren't you in with me on t h e R. & S. deal?" Thev talked awhile over Chester's prospects, a n d the n they the office and went home. That evening Ches called on Hattie at her home. He was warmly welcomed Loth by the stenograp h e r and her mother. :Mrs. Smith was deeply grateful to the manly boy for saving her daughter from drowning at Shelter Island, and tried to show her appreciation of that service in every way she could. Ches told Hattie right off that he had mai l ed a l e t ter t o M:r. Ingoldsby, in answer to the one she had typew ritten at his dictation, declining to return again. "I am sorry," replied the girl. "You needn't be," he answered. "I expect to d o mu c h better on my own hook. I have an office in the Pluto Build ing, and I want you and Daisy Green to pay me a vis i t o;i Saturday when you get through at your offices. There is the number of the room ancl the floor it is on." "You're not starting out as a broker, are you?" H attie asked, in surprise. "Oh, no. I want a place to stay when I'm not busy outside." "What are you going to do to make money?" "Operate on the market for myself, just like hundreds of others do who have desk room in the difl'.erent offices in the neighborhood." "And you think yon will be successful?" "I have to take my chances like anybody e lse in the game. But with a capital of $19,000 to back me I ought t o do something Ches then tolu Hattie how he had gone into R. & S. tha t day to the tune of 2,000 shares on the strength of a tip tcccived from l\Iiss Cobb. "I put up $13,000 as margin If the stock goes up ten points I'll 111ake $20,000. I wou ldn't make that as a messenger if I ran errands till my hair turned gray." Ches spent a very pleasant evening with Ha:ttie, and took occasion to tell her again how he thought of her, and_

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' 20 A BIG RISK. he got her to admit once more that she thought more of him than anybody in the world next to her mother. Ches spent the greater part of next day hanging around the visitors' gallery of the Exchange watching the brokers on the floor below There was no movement to speak of in R. & S a n d it elosed at about the same price it had the previous day. Ne:i.i; day it advanced a p oint, and on Saturday it went up half a point. Will escorted Hattie and D a i sy to Chester's office at a little after one that day The girls declared that he had a very c ozy den all to h imse l f Ches then imited all hands to lunch at his expense. They accepted his invitation, and he took them to a very nice and, reasonab l e priced restaurant on Beaver Street. This p l ace was frequented by the better class clerks, and b.1 many brokers wh o did not care to patronize Delmonico's. 'The girls being good-looking and vivacitJus, attracted considerable att ention, and many of the bachelor clerks r athe r envied the two boys as they chatted and laughed with their fair companions. After the meal each boy took his particular divinity to her h o me and remained to supper with her, after which t h ey met at a certain corner by appointment and took in a s how. On Mon day things became interesting in connection w ith R. & S T here was a mob of brokers after the stock, and as they couldn't get half enough of it the price went up five points, clo s ing at 7112. 'Ches felt p r etty good when he read that quotation off the tape He was pra c t ic al l y $12,000 to the good on that deal. Next day the stock took on a boom and the traders went wild over i t The p rice went u p b y bounds to 80, and then Ches de ci ded that i t was time to cash in. Acco rdingly he left his order at the little bank to close mrt his ancl Will's acco11nts at the market. I The bank's represenlalivc sold both lots for 80 1-4. C hester's profits amounted to $30,000, while Will made $1, 50 0 "I'm now worth $49, 000," said Ches lo Will that after noon, when the latter came up to see him as usual. "You 'll be worth $10 0 000 if you keep on," said Will. "How M r Ingoldsby would op en his eyes if somebody told him y o u were worth all that money. As for Carter, he would thro w so many fits he'd have to be carried to a hos pita l. "Neithe r of them i s likel y t o h ea r anything about my financial standing, said Ch es, unless you tell them, which i:m' t likel y, I gue ss." "I sh ould say n ot," a nswer ed Will. "Ho w d o you lik e you r new j o b as messenger?" asked Ches "First-cl ass." "What kind of c h ap took y.otu p l ace at the bl ackboard?" "He's a littl e fe llow, nice enough in his way. v "Carter didn't gain anything by getting me out of the office. Hattie told me that she will not even notice him any more, except where business makes it absolutely necessary for her to do so." "'The other clerks are not very friendly with him any more, ancl I don't believe the cashier thinks a whole lot of him, either. He killed him self with the office by throwing that inkweU at your head. Tf it had struck you square in the forehead you'd have gone to the hospital." "Well, let's go home. you come around to-morrow afternoon I'll have the bank's check ready for you to take up and cash." "I tell you it feels good t o be worth $2,600," said Will, as he put on his hat. "I dare say, but you'll feel better when you're worth $5,000." "Bet your boots I will," replied Will, as they walked out o f the office. CHAPTER XIII. WILL NA.SH GETS A TIP AND SIIARES IT WITH CHES. Will appeared at Chester's office on the following afternoon eager to get his check and to collect his money. "Are you going to carry that $2,150 uptown in your jeans?" asked Clies, as he handed his chum the check he had received for Will from the little bank. "Why not?" 11You might lose it." "Don't you worry abou t mr losing it." "Your pocket might be picked." "Who'd know I had such a wad in my trousers?" "Oh, some of these crooks who in rest public conveyances seem to be gifted with second s ight. If I were you I wouldn't take any chances with the money." "But I've got to take it home," protested Will. "What dse should I do with it? I'm not going to present it to the bank." "You've got $500 in cash in your tntnk at home, haven't you?" "Sure, an cl I'm going to put this with it." "Rnppose a sneak thief got into your flat when your mother was out at the grocer's, or the butcher's, and went through yom trunk, you'd be elcancd out. It's rank fooliRhncss to keep so much money at home." Clles's words caused Will to recognize that fact. "Well, what would you do with it? What do you do with yom money?" "Ask the cashier of the 1.m k to give you a certificate of deposit. If y011 should lose that, hy theft or otherwise, yon could stop payment at once. Nobody could cash it but y ou, anyway." "Is that the way you do?" "That's the way I have hccn doing, but I'm going to make a change after this." "What kind of a change?" "I've hired a box in the Washington Safe Deposit vaults, and I put my $49,000 there to-day after I cashed my check "What's the matter with you putting my money in your box, too?" "I'll do it if you want me to." "I think you'd better I'll bring down $400 of the m o ney in my trunk and you can put that with it."

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A BIG RISK "All right. Endorse your check. I'll collect it to mor the popping of row and put it in an envelope with your name on it, and she was blushing a an that the sum of $2,500 belo n gs to y o u The next deal tha Then if I should drop aead you could claim it without any l ater. trouble." The pape r s were full o "I gue s s you're not likely to drop dead per, which had gone from$"I hope not; but you never can tell what might happen The o u tlook was that the stoc You remember what a close call wc both had to passi n g in The Curb broke r s and the general p u blic our checks on Decoration Day; and you haven't forgotten, it, and Ches th o ug h t he woul d get in with t I guess, that that chandelier came within a hair of kn ock-see how he would come out. ing you out on the following day Accidents are l iable to He bought 3,000 shares of Montana Copper happ e n any time." paying about $60,000 cash for it. Will admitte d the force of hi s friend's argument. In a week it was up to $30 a share. He sat at Ches's desk, endorsed his check and handed it A few days later he sold out at $32 .25 a share, and matle to hi s c hum. $36,000 profit "I'd like to have all my money at the house so I could He was hardly out of it before t h e boom burst a n d the look at it occasionally and it over," he said, restock tumb led to $18 gr e tfull y ; "but I see now that it's taking too great a risk A whole lot of people got badly caught in the s l ump I dar e n o t leave it in my trnnk after what you said. I'd Many brokers who had invested heavily under the idea be thinking all day at the office about thieves breaking in that Montana Copper was going to $40 at least were so and looting the pla c e badly squeezed that they had to borrow money at h igh rates N e xt morning Will brought the $400 downtown with him to save themselves and gave it to Ches, who later on collected the check and Ches sat in his office and congratulated himself that he put the whole amount in his safe deposit box. was so lucky as to get out at a profit that raised his :fi.nan-It I1'ight hav e been a week later that Ches noticed an cial status to $100,000. advan c e in D. & G. shares. When he told Will that he had cleared a wad off of M o nThis was a first-cla s s stock that seldom sold under 80. tana Copper, his chum wanted to know why he h adn't l et It was now ruling at 86. him in on the same good thing Ches w ent to a big brokerage office and left an order for "You'd have had to go in on margin, Will, an d I di d n't 4 ,000 ;:ha r e s on mar g in. think you ought to take the risk wjth your little money. I It took a large part of his capital to make good the ten bought the shares outright, which,,after all, is the only safe per c e nt. s ecurity, but he put it up like a little major way to do business in Wall Street Even at that, I'll bet Thre e days later D. & G went slightly above 90. that lots of people who went into the boom g o t badl y Ches immediat e ly ord e red his s tock sold pinched." This was done at onc e and he came out of the quick deal One day soon after Ches met 'Yill on the street with an $16,000 to the good raising hi s capital to $65,000 envelope in his band, returning to his office. He s aid nothing to Will about thi s transaction, but he "I've got a tip, Ches," he s aid, with dancing eyes, "an d told H attie the next time he cal1ec1 on her at her house it' s a good one, too "I'm not so bad for a new operator," he to l d her. "I've "Glad to hear it," replie'1 the young operato r onl y been out of the office three weeks, and Pve made "I'll be up to y our office a little after three and I'll l et $46 000 a11 told in the two deals I've put through. I guess you in on it." I'll b e able to pay your dres s making and milliner's bills one "If there's anything in it I'll :;nake it all right with you," of these dayR, Hattie, if you'll give me that privilege," he said Ches. a d d e d lau g hingly. "You can t pay me anything," replied Will. "I'm under Why, Ches, how you talk!" she exclaimed, blushing too many obligations to you already. You get it for deeply. nothing." "I'm only talking what I mean. Don't you think enough "That's cheap enough," laughed Ches. "I'll look for of m e to marry me s ome time?" you around quarter past three." "Now, Ches, do s peak sen s ibly," she said, in evident Ches was in his office at that hour, reading an afternoon confusion paper, when Will walked in and helped himself to a chair "That's what I'm trying to do. I don't see any use of "Are you ready to hear about my tip?" he asked beatin g around the bush, so I'll put it right up to you ''I'm always ready to hear about anything that has money now. Will you man-y me when I'm twenty-one, or won't in it. you? Ye s or no, dear?" '"Most everybody is of your way of thinking," "Do you really mean that, Ches?" she asked, with an Will, "though the minister of our church said last Sunday earne s t look. night that money was the of the wor l d." The s l y pus s knew as well as she knew anything that Ches "If it is it's a necessary evil, for one can't get a l ong withwanted h e r. out it." "Yes, I mean it. What's your answer?" "He meant a whol e lot of money-a superabundance. "You s aved my life, Ches," she replied, softly. "If you He said that Providence to show her contempt for r iches think I can make you happy I will say 'Yes .'" generally bestow., it on the unworthy.!' Ches grabbed her in his arms, and there was a sou nd like I '"That's tough o n our. multi milli onaires," c h uckled .;

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A BIG RISK. as they are some ionaire I'd build a ouses for poor people about this tip?" p m e Mills Building to-day with a note the broker. You know him." ded, for he had carried many a note to that office. was just going into his private office when he came out 1th a well-known broker named Ashley. They were talking and I heard Harrington say : 'All right, I'll begin to buy :M:. & N. to-morrow morning.' 'Take in all you can get hold of until further orders, and have it delivered C. 0. D. at the Manhattan National.' Then Ashley walked a1ray and I handed my note to Harrington. What do you think of it? A syndicate is going to corner M. & N., or I'm away off." / "Looks like it." "M. & N. is going now at 60. I want you to take my money and get as many shares with it on martn as you can. You ought to be able to buy ten or :fifteen thousand yourself on margin. I'll bet you'll clear over $100,000. I wish I was in your shoes." "I'll think it over between this and to-morrow, and by that time I will have decided what I will do." The result of Chester's deliberations was that he bought 5,000 shares of M. & N. of one broker and 5,000 more of another next day. He also purchased 400 shares for Will, which almost e!hausted that lad's wad in his box. CHAPTER XIV. CHES MAKES OVER A QUARTER OF A MILLION. There was no marked movement in M. & N. for three days, though it advanced s lowly 12> 63. On Saturday morning, soon a.fter the Exchange opened, the stock made a sharp advance to 67. Then it took an' equally sharp slump to 62. At that price Ches bought 5,000 more shares. There were other heavy purchases and the price recovered and went to 66, at which :figure it closed at noon. On Monday morning an idea occurred to Ches, and he ordered his brokers to sell the whole of his 15,000 shares. The stock went at 66 and 65, and other brokers, taking afarm at the -large sales, unloaded what they had bought on Saturday, v.ith the result that a slump sent the price down to 62. When Ches saw that it was recovering he ordered his brokers to buy in the 15,000 shares again, and they suc ceeded in getting them at an average of 63. By this bit of quick work the young operator bettered himself to the extent of something over $50,000 in an hour. After that the stock advanced again ancl :finally reached 70 by the time the Exchange shut clown for the day. Will came to his office a little after three, but Ches did not tell him about what he had done in the market that morning. "I think it will go above 75 to-morrnw," said Ches to his I chum. "If it does I am going to close my deal out, and I advise you to let me do the same for you." :Do as you think best," replied Will. "I'm relying on your judgment." Shortly after the Exchange opened in the morning with M. & N. a point higher than the day previous the excite ment rose to a fever point around the pole of tbat stock. Broker Harrington was bidding for it at rising :figures, and before eleven the stock was changing hands at 76. Ches was in the gallery at the time, and he waited till it got up to 78, then he started for the offices of his brokers and ordered them to get rid of his and Will's shares in small lots The syndicate had not yet commenced to unload, and the brokers employed by the combination were surprised at the unexpected appearance of so many shares on the market, for they supposed they secured about all there was floating around. It wasn't necessary for them to buy any of that offered by Ches's brokers in order to sustain i.hc price, as was a horde of eager purchasers on the floor who grabbed it all up. Ches got '18 3-8 for his holdings, clearing a trifle over $15 a share or a total of $227,000, which made him worth now $400,000. Will made a profit of $18 a share, which made him worth nearly $10,000. When Ches told him the result of their late st deal he uttered a whoop of joy. "You must have made a mint yourseH out of that tip," said the lad. "Yes, I did pretty well." "How much are you worth now?" "I have concluded not to let on how much I am worth," replied Ches. "I think that is a business secret a person ought to keep to himself." "Don't you mean to tell yo11r mother. ?" "Yes, I have no objection to taking her my con:ficlence. She has the right to know." "How about Hattie?" chuckled Will, who knew that Ches was infatuated in that quarter, and that the girl thought just as much of him. "What about her?" blushed Ches. "You'll te 11 her, won't you?" "What for?" "Because she's your best girl." "Sure of that, are you?" "Of course I am. You and Hattie are as thick as peas in a pod." "How about you and Daisy Green?" "Oh, we're good friends." "Yes, I guess you are. You'd have a ':fit if anybody other than yourself made up to her." "Oh, go on," replied Will, getting red in the face. Ches laughed and said no more about Miss Green. wm then began to talk about the swell time he was going to have that winter with plenty of money in his pocket. "To begin with, I'm going to fit the whole family out in new clothes, from father down to Dottie," he said. "Then I'm going to--" A knock at the door interruptea him. '"Come in," said Chbs, wondering who his visitor was.

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t A BIG RISK. 23 The door opened and a clerical looking man walked in. He glanced at the two boys and around the room and started to back out. "Made a mistake?" asked Ches. "I was looking for Mr. Young," said the visitor. "I see he is not in." "I am Mr. Young," said Ches. "Pardon me, but you are not Mr. Chester Young." "Well, I had an idea that I was Chester Young; but if you can show that I'm not I will give your argument a hearing." "Is this your office?" asked the caller, doubtfully. "Yes, sir." "You are only a boy." "I am compelled to admit that; but as long as it's no crime to be a boy I have no apology to make," replied Ches, politely. "If you have any business with Chester Young you can state it to me." The man seemed confused for a moment, then he said: "I saw your name on the door and thought I'd call and ask for a subscription for the heathen. The society which I have the honor to repre ent is making a collection among the charitable to secure a fund to buy red flannel shirts for the Hottentots of South America." "I thought the were in Africa," replied Ches. "I said Africa, didn't I ?" You said South America." "Well, Africa is in South America, anyway." "Not when I went to school; but maybe there's been a change in the map since then," chuckled the young oper ator, who was now certain his visi\\Jr was a fraud. "I s uppose you can't afford to subscribe, as you're only a boy, so I will withdraw and visit next door." "I think you'd better. :My money is all invested in stocks at pre8Cnt. Come in some other time and let us know how the Hottentots are coming on. :My friend and I take a great interest in the heathen. We're thinking of becoming missionaries one of these days when we grow whis kers.'' The Yisitor frowned as if he had an idea Ches was guy ing him, and therl walked out. The boys then hearcl the door of the adjoining office slam, and concluded that the collector for the heathen had gone in there. "That fellow is a rank fake,'' said Will. "The idea of his saying thaL Africa was in South America. He must be pretty ignorant. Why, any schoolboy knows better than that." "And he knows better, too, or else he's off his block. It's my opinion there's something wrong about that chap. I don't believe he came in here to talk about the Hottentots." "What did he do it for, then?" "He just made that an excuse to account for his visit. I didn't 1ike that man's eye. It's my opinion he's dangerous." "Dangerou s !" ejaculated Will, in surprise. "\Yell I think hes up lo no good. I wouldnt be sur prised if he was a crook in disguise." "It's rather risky, isn't it, for crooks to come below the Dead J..iine? They can be arrested on sight.'' "Provided they are recognized by any detective." "I guess he's an expert panhandler," said Will. "That is, if he's really making a bluff of that heathen--" Will was interru.llted by .. a woman's .shriek in the adjoin ing room. rrhe boys looked at each other and then Ches sprang to 11!8 .feet. "There's something wrong in that room,'' he said. "That visitor of ours went in there, and he may be up to some thing crooked.'' Ches tried to look through the keyhole of the connecting door, but the key, which was in the lock, cut off the view. heard the sound of a man's voice, though not very plainly. "We'll 'l'isk going in," said Ches. "I think that outcry of the girl justifies our intruding. At any rate, the gentle man who has those two rooms is the man I rent this office from. Come on." Ches. led the way out into the corridor. Then he opened the door that communicated with the outer of the two offices. There was no one there. The door opening on the private room was closed, and Ches put his ear to the keyhole. He heard a man's voice raised i threatening tone, and then that of another who seemed to be protesting Ches decided to butt in. Turning the knob, he threw open the1 door. A startling scene presented itself to the two boys. CHAPTER XV. OHES FINDS A DANDY TIP. Mr. Gardner, the tenant of the office, was seated at his desk with his stenographer beside him, her note-book open evidently for the purpose of taking dictation. Close in fro11t of the safe, which he was coolly rifling with one hand while he menaced l\Ir. Gardner and the girl with a revolver held in the other, stood the clerical looking man who had visited Chester's offi'ce a short time before. The sudden entrance of the boys altered the situation materially. The crook glanced at them in a startled way, and recog nized them as the boys he had seen next door. He saw that he was in a tight fix, and that his only chance lay in intimidating the newcomers long enough to enable him to make his escape into the corridor. Acting on this plan he swung his revolYer around and covered the boys alternately as he advanced toward the door, which they nad left open. "H you move I'll shoot you,'' he said, in a fierce tone. "Get back against that wall!" As he spoke b,is back -was turned to the occupant of the office and the girl. Ches's quick wit came to his aid. "Grab him, Mr. Gardner!" he cried, making a motion as if to the gentleman. The crook, thinking he was about to be attacked in the rear, turned his head. This was w!1at Ches was aiming at. He made a spring at the rascal and threw his arms about him, thus preventing him from using his weapon. "Help me secure him, Will!" he cried, as he dexterously tripped the fellow up and they went down on the rug together.

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24 A BIG RISK. Will got busy, and the first thing he did was to grab the about, so he interviewed the agent and took a lease of the revolver and wrest it from the crook's grasp. suite of three rooms for one year, depositing the entire rent That put the fellow entirely in their power. with a trust company at three per cent. interest, subject to Mr. Gardner sprang to his feet and rushed to help the the agent's monthly draft, as security boys. This arrangement was made about the middle of March. "Give me the revolver," he said, ''while you go and get On the first of April Ches, while crossing Broad Street, a towel from the wash room at the other end of the next saw a dark brow11 wallet lying against the curb. room." It was a dark, rainy afternoon, and when he picked the Will handed him the weapon and ran out after the towel. pocketbook up he found that it was pretty thoroughly When he returned with it Mr. Gardner tied the rascal's soaked. hands together, and that relieved Ches from the necessity He carried it to his office in his hand and laid it on the of holding him any-longer. steam radiator to dry out. The gentleman then handed Ches the weapon while he While waiting for the dampness to evaporate the young went back to his desk, and, drawing his desk telephone to operator speculated on its contents, and then occupied his him, asked to be connected with the Old Slip police station. attention with an afternoon paper. He communicated the circumstances to the officer in In the course of an hour the wallet was dry enough to charge of the station, and was told that two policemen handle, and Ches proceeded to look into it. would be sent to his office right away to take charge of It contained about $25 in bills, a lot of memoranda refer-the man. ring to stock transactions, and a letter addressed to "George Mr. Gardner then thanked Ches and Will for their forEdgerly, President. Important." tunate intrusion, and Ches explained what had led them" There was no address on the envelope, and there was to come in. nothing in the pocketbook that gave a clue to Mr. Edgerly's In a short time the' officers appeared and they replaced address, if the pocketbook was his, as Ches believed. the towel with a pair of handcuffs, after which they The young operator opened the envelope and took out the marched their prisoner away, Mr. Gardner accompanying enclosure. them to press the charge. Spreading it out carefully on his desk, he read its conChes and Will remained in the office talking with the tents. stenographer, who was much upset by the experience she It ran as follows: had been through, until Mr. Gardner got back. "You sized that rascal up about right," said Will, when he and Ches were once more back in the young operator's office. "He struck me right off as being a suspicious char acter," replied Ches. "When a man has a bad eye he will bear watching." "He had a good make-up 'Most any one would have taken him for a minister, or someone connected with the church.'' "There are so many' wolves going around in sheep's clothing that one can't be too careful in estimating the true value of a visitor. He came in here intending to stand me up if he thought it was worth while. As soon as he found I was only a boy, and there wa s no safe in the room, he concluded that the game wasn't worth the candle, as the saying is, so he ,got out and went next door. If that girl hadn't let out f:l smothered scream we wouldn't have known anything about what was occurring in there." "Yes, that i;:rream did the business for the rascal." Next morning Ches and Will had to appear against the crook at the Police Court on Center Street, and the fellow was remanded for the action of the Grand Jury. Ches had been so successful in his dealings on the mar ket that he hardly looked for a set-back Being now worth $-100,000 he had some idea of starting out for himself as a regular broker, and trying to estab lish a business like the other traders in the Street. Mr. Garner had notified him that he was going to give up his business on the first of May when his lease expired, and he advised the boy to see the agent of the building if he wished to keep his small office after that date. Ches thought that Mr. Gardner's retirement offered him the opportunity to branch out as he had been thinking "Dear George-Our company has just concluded negoti ations or the purchase.of the control of the D. R. & P. line, which will give us entrance to the coal mines and a complete monopoly of the coal traffic. We have been after this advantage or years, and would have secured t he road before hut for its president, who was also the controlling power of the Black Diamond mining distl.'ict. His recent death removed the only obstacle to the acquirement of his stock which his heirs decided to close out at the good price offered them. Now here is a chance or us both to make a good thing. You have the money and I have the tip. There will be hardly any chance of picking up D. R. & P. stock in the open market, as it ha s long s ince been bought up in anticipation of this event, but I can put you on to a block of it that you must get hold of at once. It is held by an old man named Wm. Faber, who lives at No. -Kay Street, Jamaica, Long Island. The company has been after this block recently, but as I altered his address on the stock book, as so.on as I found that the deal with the heirs was sure to go through, the agent employed to look him up has failed to locate him. Call on him right away and buy this stock, even at ten points above the market. D. R. & P. is now ruling at 80, and will go to 110 inside of the month. He has 10,000 shares, worth $800,000. Of cour s e you haven't the funds to buy it outright. But you can get an option on it for thirty days at probably five per cent. de posit, if you work the matter cleverly. Long before the option expires the stock will be worth over a million and you and I will divide the profits. Attend to this at once. It won't take you more than a few hours to raise the mone y you need on your securities, and the result will be a fortune to us both, "Yours truly, "WILL."

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A BIG RISK. 25 "By George!'' cried Ches, "this is a dandy tip. I should. as lo ho'v the boy had managed lo make such a fortune in s.1 like io get hold of that block oI stock myself. Since it is short a time he asked his vounrr visitor if he would tell I ) .J 0 "' impos s1blc for me to locate Mr. Edgerly and give him back him how he did it. his wallet, I sei: reasoi: why ; shouldn't try Ches felt that the only hope he had of doing business advantage of thi.s informat10n. I starl for J ama1ca with Mr. Faber was to acf'with perfect frankness toward away and sec this Mr. Faber, and if I can make a deal with him so he started in and told the story of his financial suc-1 I d t nm Wl o 1 ccss lo the olcl gentleman, who listened to his story in no CHAPTER XVI. BIG RISK, OR THE GAME THAT WON. Ches reached for hi s hat and umLrclla. The first thing he did after rcnching the street was to go to his s afe lleposit box and take out $50,000 in big bills. Then he walked up Nassau Street and took a car across the bridge for the Long Islad Railroad Depot. He was so fortunate as to catch a train that stopped at Jamaica, and was soon speeding toward his destination. On reaching the town of Jamaica he asked to be directed to Kay Street. 'I'he street was not far from the depot, and Ches found it without any trouble. The number of Mr. Faber's house, which was a substan old-fashioned residence "et in the midst of a good sizcd lawn, was on the iron gate. Ches walked up to the front door and rang the bell. A trim-looking domestic answered his ring and he inquired for Mr. Faber. He was shown into a comfortable sitting-room, and pres ently a white-haired old gentleman made his appearance. Ches introduced himself and got right down to business. He said he understood that Mr. Faber owned a block of D. R. & P. shares. "I do," replied the old gentleman. "Will you accept an offer for them?" asked young operator. "Whom do you represent?" asked Mr. Faber. "I represent myself, sir." The old gentleman looked his surprise. "But, young man, this block represents 10,000 shares, the market value of which is $800,000." "I understand that, sir. But, if you are willing to sell me a thirty-day option on the stock, I will put up a five per cent. forfeit of its market value as a guarantee that I will take the shares within that time. If I should for any reason fail to do so, you would be ahead the amount of the deposit." "Five per cent. of $800,000 is $40,000. Do you mean to say that you have that amount of money at your finger ends?" "Yes, sir, and a good deal more." The old gentleman shook his head doubtingly "You are only a boy. It must be that you represent some moneyed man who wants to get hold of my stock on the quiet." o, sir. I assure you on my word of honor that nobody but myself is interested in this matter. I can assure you further that I am worth $400,000 in cash which I have made myself since Decoration day last year from a capital of $500." Chester's honest face and earnest mannor greatly im pressed the old gentleman, and his curiosity being little astonishment. "Upon my word, young man, you are a wonder! N9w tell me in what way you expect to benefit by acquiring con trol of this stock of mine. You have reason to believe that it will go up in price, is it not so?" "Well, sir, I am buying it because I hope to sell it at a higher price in thirty days, otherwise it would be no object for me to make the deal." "While I admire your business abilities and have no ob jcction to assisting you to make a profit on my stock if you think you can do it, I hardly care to sell the shares on the terms you propose." "Have you any terms to propose yourself, sir?" "How much money did you bring with you to put up in case you came to an arrangement with me?" "Fifty thousand dollars." "fu give you a ten-day option on my stock at 80, if you wish to deposit the $50,000 as ,a forfeit." "Won't you make it fifteen days? Even at that I'm running great chances.': "I'll tell you what I'll do. If you're unable to close the deal at the1 end of ten days, I'll extend it another ten on payment of another $50,000." "I agree to that if the $100,000 deposit is to be consid ered as part payment for the stock if I close the deal within the twenty days," said Ches. Mr. Faber consented to this proposition. A paper embodying the terms of the agreement was drawn up and signed by the olcl gentleman, and Ches paid him the $50,000 he had brought with him. That concluded their business, 'ft'nd the young operator returned to New York. When he came to consider the matter calmly he recog nized the fact that he had taken a great risk on the strength of the document he had found in the water-soaked pocketbook. He had started off and made the aITangement with Mr. Faber, putting up $50,000 of his good money, without even taking the trouble to try and find out if the railroad deal in question was founded on any facts at all. "I'm afraid that is the time I went off half-cocked," he said to himself, beginning to think that he had acted like a fool in his eagerness to secure the stock belonging to Mr. Faber. "However," he added, consolingly, "I've got ten days to find out how the cat is going to jump. D. R. & P. is good stock, anyway. I don't believe I can lose anything on it. Still, I might not be able to sell the option at 80 on so many shares. Well, now that I'm in the deal I'll have to see it through. If my tip is as good as I believe it is there's a whole lot of money in this thing for me. It is worth taking chances for. The uncertainty, after all, is rather exhilarating." During the next three days Ches made inquiries relative to D.R. & P.

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26 A BIG RISK. He easily found out that the big railroad the letter re ferred to as having absorbed ii was the r. & R. system. But he couldn't discover that the deal in question had gone through. That was a secret known only to the insiders, and they were not ready to make the fact public. It had long been known in Wall Street that the P. & R. was after the D. R. & P., but the impression prevailed that the big road w0l1ld be asked to pay a bigger price for the controlling stock of the small road than it would consider profitable. Ches interviewed the editors of the financial journals, but they could throw no light on the subject other than what most of the brokers already knew. While Ches was thus engaged George Edgerly was in a stew over his lost wallet. He advertised for its return, and pending results :from his advertisement he called on his friend "Will," told him of the loss, and -asked for Mr. Faber's address again. He got it and was urged to lose no time in calling on l\Ir. Faber and concluding the contemplated deal. He did so at once. His visit on the same errand as Chester's opened the old gentleman's eyes to the fact that something was really doing with respect to his stock, and he regretted he had made the deal with the youpg operator. However, he did not apprise Edgerly that he had sold an option on the stock. He simply told him that the stock was not for sale, for the present, at any rate. 1 Edgerly tried his best to make terms, but he had to return to New York disappointed and report the facts to his friend "Will," who was great chagrined over the apparent failure of their project. The ten days passed away and D. R. & P. not only gave no sign of advancing in value, but actually went down five points to 75. Ches faced the alternative of either losing his $50,000 or putting up $50,000 more on the chance that something favorable might happen within the next ten clays. He chose to do the latter, and called on Mr. Faber with the money. The old gentleman said nothing to him about the call he had bad from Edgerly, but asked him if he had any idea why the price had slumped to 75. Ches said he could not tell anything about it, but he hoped it would go back to 80, or above that, within the ten days. The real reason for the de.cline was that the P. & R. people, unable to locat e the Fabt: block of stock, were trying to bring it to the surface by depressing the value. During the next five days they forced it down to 70, which was an unusually low figure for the stock. Quite a number of bear bTOkers, among them Cohen, the man with whom Ches had had the run-in, as described in an early chapter, made short sales on the strength of the slump, expecting to reap a big profit when the price turned. At the encl of the fifth day, with D. R. & P. down to 70, Ches began to get very nervous as to the outcome of the deal. He found he was powerless to save himself unless some thing turned up. The 10,000 shares he had agreed to 'pay 80 for wore now worth $100,000 less than that figure, and it was impossible for him to get rid of the option at a price that would pre vent him from losing every dollar he had up. Finally he decided on sending the letter he had found to the editor of tho "Wall Street News," hoping it might be published and lead to something. It was published with very pertinent comments, and cre ated a sensation in the Street. A rush was made by brokers to buy D. R. & P., but there was none to be had. Inside of an hour the price of the stock jumped from 70 to 82, and Cohen, with other bears who had sold sh ort, found themselves in a bad hole. They made frantic efforts to get ifhe stock to make good their engagements, but were unable to :find it. Their predicament became known and every broker al most in the Street heard of the facts. The result of it all was that the hands of the P. & R. people were forced, and they vve out the news of the deal which had been completed between that roaC. and the D.R. & P. Next day the stock of the latter road went up kiting to 110. Cohen and the other big shorts were ruined inside of twenty-four hours, and all had to make assignments. Ches fell over himself with delight at the sudden change in the situation He had not only saved his $100,000, but he stood to win $300,000 on the deal. He offered his option to a big firm of traders worth mil lions, and the head partner took it off his hands at 109, giving the young operator a clear profit of $290,000. "Gee! But I had a narrow escape that time," Ches said to himself. "Another day and I would have been $100,000 out. I don't think I'll take such desperate chances again." On the first of May he furnished up }lis suite of offices and hung out his shing le as a regular broker, much to his own and Hattie's satisfaction. He didn't do any business to speak of for some time, but by judicious advertising and making himself known, he in time began to reach results. At any rate, when he reached his twenty-first year, and married Hattie, he was on the highroad to success, with Will Nash as one of his trusted clerks. At this writing he is one of the shin in g lights of Wall Street, and easily worth a couple of millions, but he often refers to the big risk he ran irr D. R. & P. and the game that won. THE Er D. Read "0 PIRATE'S ISLE; OR, TIIE TREASURE OF THE SEVEN CRATERS," which will be the next number (135) of "Fame and Fortune Weekly." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back :q.umbers of this weekly are always in print. If you cannot obtain them from any newsdealer, send the price in money or postage stamps by mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION SQU ARR, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies you order by return mail.

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 2'1' Fame and Fortune Weekly NEW YORK, APRIL 24, 1908. Terms to Subscribers. Slnitle Coples ..................................... One Copy Three nonths ............................... One Copy .Six nonths .................................... One CopJ' One Year .................................. Postage Free. How To SEND MONEY. .05 Cents .65 .. $1.25 2,50 At our risk send P. O. Money Order, Check, or Registered Letter; re mittances in any other way are at your risk. We accept Postage Stampe the same as cash. When sending silver wrap the coin in a separate piece of paper to avoid cutting the envelope. 1'171-ite 31our name and address plainl31. .Address lettei s to Frank Tousey, Publisher, 24 Union Sq., New York. 0000 STORIES. "Conductors have to get their 'car legs,' just the same as sailors have to get their 'sea legs,' observed a passenger on a West Fourteenth Street car. "The conductor on this car nearly falls down every time the car starts up. That's be cause he hasn't been a conductor but a few days. The aver age conductor, if you'll notice him, never falls against the passengers, no matter how much the car rocks. He can al ways retain his equilibrium, and witfout any apparent effort." Shipbuilding in Germany during 1906 showed a marked in crease over 1905, the gross registered tonnage of merchant vessels constructed, including ocean steamers, sailing vessels, river steamers, etc., having been 367,820 tons, as against 277, 731 tons in the previous year. This represents an increase for the year of 32.4 per cent. 'l'he tonnage of war vessels constructed fell off from 30 ,63 0 to 23,671. At the close of the year 1906 there were under construction merchant vessels of various types aggregating 323,244 tons, and war vessels of a total of 72,444 tons. While New York's demand for gold is being met by heavy shipments of the precious metal, it would be curious to learu what the loss in interest and the actual attrition of the bull ion during the voyage across the Atlantic amounts to in t.he course of a year's financial activity, observes the London Chronicle. It is a recognized fact that, no matter how tightly gold may be packed, it "sweats" and loses weight in transit. It is carried in little oak kegs or small stout boxes, about a foot Jong, seven inches wide, and four inches de e p, and squeezed in as tightly as possible. Nevertheless, there is a regular allowance for loss by attrition on the voyage, and in the course of years this loss to the commercial world amounts to a large sum. There is also the fact that while the gold is on the high seas it is useless, and the consequent loss of in terest has to be allowed for. These details are so delicate that when South African gold is engaged for export to New York, other gold may be bought in London for immediate shipment, if by this means time may be saved in making a connection by a certain vessel. Because, if the actual gold from South Africa were waited for, the delay in trans-ship ment might mean the llss of interest on the metal for two or three days. The other noon in a downtown bystreet where a crowd of men gather the sunny walk after their trips to nearby "quick lunclies," there was a little scene enacted which illus trates vividly the attitude of "live and Jet live" which is the mark current of the ordinary New Yorker. A young, smooth faced, sharp-eyed chap climbed upon an empty box where the crowd of idlers from the shops and offices was thickest, and began in a perfectly calm way to harangue those who would s t op to listen to him. He gathered a number to -him with his first few sentences: "My friends, I ask you to pause for a moment and listen to my narrative. I am a poor but honest man. My motto is 'Excelsior'-with accent on the second sylla ble. My parents are dead, and I am a Jone orphan. These personal facts are not related here to arouse your charitable instincts. I do not ask for charity. All I desire is a fair show to make my way in life, and, having walked these pave ments for several days in search of work, I have come to this desperate pass. I propose to try to do something never yet done since Adam first wore trousers. I am going to pass among you with my hat and ask you to chip in a nickel apiece; and then, my friends, I shall attempt this wonderful feat. I shall try to turn a quadruple somersault in the air." He jumped down from the box, gravely passed his hat around, paying no attention to the chaff addressed him, and actually collected a score or more of nickels. When he was confident that no more were to be obtained, he returned to the box, put it aside, carefully buttoned his coat, spat on his hands, and turned a pretty fair somersault. He turned another and another, and then remounted the box and again addressed the crowd: "Kind friends, I have tried to turn a quadruple som ersault, as I said; but I cannot do it. Thanking you, one and all, I remain yours truly." And not a ):llan in the crowd ut tered a as he faded swiftly from their midst. JOKES AND JESTS. "How long were you In your last place?" asked the house keeper. ''.Jist a month ma'am," replied the applicant. "In deed? What was the trouble?" "The trouble was, ma'am, that I got sick an' couldn't l'ave no sooner." A Massachusetts jury reported that It would be impossible for them to reach an agreement. The court was displeased, and lectured them for their failure to agree. "Why, your honor," exclaimed the new juryman, "how in the world do you expect the members of the jury to agree when the lawyers in the case can't agree themselves?" \ "Why was it, my children," said the teacher with a patriotic moral in her mind, "that George Washington during the war with England was so poor that he had only one shirt to wear, and hardly enough to eat?" "I know, teacher,'' vol unteerctl a wise little maid, eagerly lifting her hand. "Well, Rally?" "Please ma' am, it was because he couldn't a lie." At a Fourth of July celebration in a Canadian town, where both English and American guests were assembled, the flags of the two countries were used in decorations. A frivolous young English girl, loyal to her king, but with no Jove for the Stars and Stripes, exclaimed: "Oh, what a silly looking thing the American flag is. It suggests nothing but ch\lcker berry candy." "Yes," replied Senator Hoar,"the kind or' candy that made everybody sick who tried to lick it." A Massachusetts man tells a story illustrating the ruling spirit of a Yankee housewife. Late one night he1 husband was awakened by mysterious sounds on the lo'\\er floor of their house. .lumping out of bed, the husband took his re volver from a drawer and crept noiselessly to the head of the stafi:s. Presently the wife herself was awakenl!d by a loud rort followed by a mad scurrying of feet. Much agitated, she in turn sprang from bed and went to the door, where she met her husband returning from the scene of the disturbance, and wearing a very disappointed expression. "Richard," she asked, "was it-was it-" "Yes, it was a burglar." "Did he-did he--" "Yes, he got away." '-'Oh, I don't care about that," was the wife's rejoinder. "What I want to know is, did he wipe his feet he started upstairs?"

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28 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. BETRAYED BY MEXICAN JOE ----.. By John Sherman. No mortal being, unless he has traveled the length and breadth of Mexico within the past six months, can form any correc t idea of the widespread drought which has prevailed there. Last year the now grassless plains were do t ted with large bands of antelope and tracked by myriads of quail. 1 Now, no game can be seen far or near, for.what has not perished has migrated long since to the ever-watered districts. It was early in the drought that Mexican Joe, a restless wanderer on the plains of the northeastern part of the State of Chihuahua, came to El Paso, Texas, with a s t ory of a gold find that set the three listeners to whom he confided his secret wild with the most hopeful anticipations. He told of a spot far out on a forty-mile wide desert where the sand was mixed with gold dust, and of which no one knew the existence but himself. To no better subjects could he have told his story for cred ence, for all of them had been inoculated with the prospecting and mining fever from their childhood. The dust, he said, was rich; indeed, the specimens he showed were of an ex traordinary character. He add e d that the gold lay sixty miles from water, thus showing the necessity of carrying water in great quantity on the suggested prospecting tour. It took the party a week to fit out, and then it from El Paso. The outfit consisted of an intelligent California min ing expert, an El Paso merchant and a man called Swiss Joe. They had a good t eam of horses hitc hed to a long box wagon, and three bronchos to ride. The preparations for the trip had created some curiosity, and it took the party several days to dodge tho men who were following them. It occupied over a week to reach San Antonio Springs, whe re the water barrels and canteens were filled befor e entering the desert. On the evening of the se c ond day out from the Springs the party made a dry camp a t a promontory of rocks whic-h jutted out into the burning desert. Up to this time Mexican Joe, the guide, had refused to say anything, except in a general wa y as to the location o f the gold. Now he told the party it lay twenty miles out in the de sert from the point of rocks. He proposed that, as the country was rough, the miner, merchant and Swiss Joe should ride to the spot in the morn ing and collect what specimens they pleased; that he drive north along the base of the rocky range to another point of rocks, which he pointed out, and that the party should cut across the desert from the gold find and meet hill there. In other words, he was to drive along one side of a triangle, wb.ile the miner and partners were to travel the other sides All this was agreed to. Shortly after sunrise the next morning the trio started out, full of hope and courage. What little wind there was came from behind, and the dust nearly choked them. The glare of the sun on the sand was almost blinding. It was noon before the party reac hed the spot wh ere the gold was sai d to be A few minut es' hunt convinced them that all Mexican Joe had said about its abundance was true. The sand, as far as could be judged witho11t an assay, was rich. Several hours were passed in collecting specimens, and then the party started back to meet the wagon. Knowing they had a sufficient supply of water in the bar rels in the wagon, the horses had been liberally wat ered from the canteens, and the party had drank freely. This had nearly exhausted the supply with them. It was night when they reached the point where they had agreed to meet the wagon, but no wag't>n was in sight. It was subsequently learned that Mexican Joe had at the last mo ment, repented of telling the secret of the gold, and that he had be c ome suspicious of his partners, fearing they would leave him out in the cold and defraud him of his share. This fear moved him so suddenly and strongly that in a moment of regret and despair he determined to leave his partners to a horrible fate out in the waterless desert. Then again he would be the only owner of the secret of the golddust. He therefore turned his ba c k upon the me et ing place and took the trail back to San Antonio Springs. It is not difficult to imagine the feelings of the three men when they found that the wagon was not at the agreed meet ing place. Numerous were the conjectures why it was not there. No one \ believed that Mexican Joe had lost his way, for the trail was too plain sailing, and the point of rocks where they were to meet never out of sight. They thought perhaps that the smugglers who skirt the desert had followed the wagon trail and murdered their guide; that some poisonous snake had killed him; that he had been taken suddenly ill; in fact, they conjured up every reason for his absence but the right one. That they never once thought of. They cursed their ill-luck, as well they might, for their po sition was a very desperate one. They were ninety miles from water, under a burning sun, and scarc ely a cupf ul l ef t in the three canteens; besides they had nothing to eat but two small tortillas. The miner, who was a man of considerable nerve and en ergy, at last said: "There is nothing for It but to go as far as possible to-night," and the party started on their almost hopeless journey across the vast plain. After going thirty ropes, the brohchos, which had up to that time been led, were unsaddl e d and bridl e d and lef t t o find their way to water if they could. When morning ca me the party sat down to rest. They div i ded the tortillas equally, and each took a sip of wat er. They had gone about forty miles. Tile sun was now so hot it was decided that it was better to wait until e vening be f ore resuming their journey. At nightfa ll the party again strag gled onward. Twenty-five mile s w e re a c complished, but the pangs of thirst were terrible. The merchant' s tongue b egan to swell and crack. The miner could onl y s p ea k in whis p e r s and Swiss Joe the picture of stoical despair. All three were very much chafe d and footsore; but the merchant's feet were cover e d with bli s t ers, the sol e s of his light shoes having been torn otf from tra v eling on the rough ground. On the morning of the second day the p arty staggered blindly onward. Occasionally th,ey would sink down on the burning sand to rest; only, howev e r, t o get up again a mo m ent later, as the thought of perishing there ros e before them. On that day and the. third night they trav eled twenty miles and were now but five miles from But these miles seemed as if they were a thous and The merchant's tongue now fill e d his mouth and throat, and threatened to choke him. Swiss Joe could s carce l y crawl. His eyes were bloodshot, and he was out of his mind The miner could not speak He would stagger ten f ee t and then fall backward. On becoming conscious h e would creep unde r a cactus for shade. The party made one mile in seven and a half hours, when, by the merest chance, the y were found by a body o f Mexi can Custom House guards. The thre& gold hunters were t aken to a camp some mile s off, where they stayed until able to r eturn to El Paso. The miner, who suffered the most, said that on the third d ay he thought he was walking throug h fir e a nd that when he lay down in the shade of the cacti he c ould hear running water and see a table covered with smoking di s h e s and i ce d wines, over which a little Mexican dog kept guard and would not let him tbuch anything. The sufferings of the party were so great tha t n ot on e o them since has even sugge sted g etting the gol d, w hi c h they know is a r e ality. It was some tlime b efore a nyth ing was heard of Mexican Joe. He is now said to b e in Sonora: A MIRACULOUS ESCAPE FROM DROWNINti "While w e w e re off the Cape of Good Hope one time m y li fe was saved by the most direct inte rpo sition o f Providence," remarked a venerable looking mariner to a group o f inte r ested listeners who had prevaile d upon him t o recount so m e o f his numerous adventures.

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FAME AND :FORTUNE WEEKLY. 29 "I was then captain of a fine East Indiaman. That was back in fifty-two, and we were homeward bound when we took a gale off the Cape We were pretty well prepared for it, be cause it always blows hard down in those latitudes-at least, I've always found it did, and I've been around there a good many times. "Well, it was about sundown when it began to breeze up, and before midnight we were hove to under a 'goose-winged lower maintops'!.' "The sea was running fearfully high, it came in long rollers, and we could handle it pretty well. "The morning broke upon a wilcl-looking sight; the sun es sayed to pierce through the dull, leaden clouds, but they were too heavy, they completely enshrouded the sun from our view, and we knew that we were in for a hard time. 1 "As the day advanced it seemed to blow fiercer and fiercer, until the gale raged so that I feared the small piece of tops'! which we had set would burst with the strain to which sub jected. In which case, before we could set another sail the ship would fall into the trough of the sea and undoubtedly swamp. "I ordered the men to rig a 'tarpaulin' in the mizzen shrouds; this, with much difficulty, was accomplished; and not a moment too soon, for the men had not quite finished securing the lashings when, with a report like a cannon, the tops'! went out of the bolt-ropes, leaving but a few tattered threads be hind. "These were jumped to secure by hauling up on the bunt lines and clew-lines. "I joined the men to lend them a hand, but just as we were about to 'belay' a mighty wave swept over us, and I felt my self borne off by the terrible rush. "The sensation was most peculiar, and for a)l instant really delightful; it seemed in a second's time as if I were carried a mile, so tremendous was the sweep made by the heavy sea. "As the next wave caught me and tossed me high on its crest, I saw the ship away up to windward and the faces of my crew above the rail. "They were waving their hands to indicate that they saw me and would aid me. "But I felt that it was mockery; they would be unable to render me any assistance. "It would have been impossible to launch away a boat, for so small a craft could not have lived a moment in the moun tain-like sea which was then running, and I being so far to leeward a life-buoy could not reach me. "These thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant, for I had no longer time than that to realize my desperate situa tion ere another sea engulfed me, and I was carried down, ,.. down, down to the very depths of t'he ocean." "How did you feel then, as you were going down?" inquired one of the group. ,. "Well, my young friend, I felt then as though I first knew what it was to live. Life seemed so dear to me. I realized that I was drowning. Then my feelings changed, and it seemed almost delightful to be drowned!" "What!" exclaimed another of his eager listeners. "Delight ful to be drowned?" "Yes," replied the captain. "And I'll tell you why. It was such an easy, soothing sensation which overpowered me, and 1 eemed to lull my senses into the most delicious slumber. I ad seen my ship far away to windward and had resigned yself to die. Just as I had given up all hope a J;>ig roller n me under, and down I went. "I could see through the blue water in which I was sub rged the faces of my wife and little ones, tti.ose beloved dren at home. I could see them-they were near me-why, ssed my wife and embraced my children, one after another ey were all there beside me. Yes, I saw them all as I beneath that sea. 11ightful sounds played in my ears, sounds resembling ains of far-distant music, and the undulating motion of 11.ters was fast lulling me to an eternal sleep. at once these pleasurable sensations ceased. I felt a chill, accompanied by a violent pain in my head and chest, and the music which had played in my ears was now changed to a terrible ringing. "I felt that I had arisen to the surface of the water, and by a supreme effort of my will I opened my eyes. But what a horrible scene met my bleared vision! "There was my ship, which had last appeared a half a mile away, now towering above me, not more than twenty feet distant, threatening every moment to drift down upon me and roll me under, leaving me, crushed and bleeding, to die in agony, rather than to meet a painless death, the first experi ence of which I had already undergone. "I could see the yards and spars suspended menacingly overhead, and, as in a dream, indistinctly hear the calls Qf my crew, as they caught sight of me so near them. "Suddenly I received a violent shock, and at once lost all consciousness. "Some hours I must have remained in this condition, for on again becoming sensible of my surroundings I found mysell' iying upon a lounge in the after-cabin of my ship, and heard the voice of my mate as he issued orders to his men. "I tried to get upon my feet, but sank back powerless, aml groaning with pain which the effort cost me. "I then began to realize my condition, and with all the strE:ngth that I could summon I called to some ot my people. "I was startled at the silund of my own voice, it was so hol low and feeble; but faint as it was it reached the attentive ears of the steward, who at once made his appearance. "He bestowed one glance upon me, then turned and rushed on deck, calling at the top of his voice to the mate: 'Mr. Griffin! Mr. Griffin! Come down into the cabin! The old man's alive! The cap'n's alive. I saw his eyes open!' "rhank God!' I heard the mate exclaim. A noble fellow he was, too, as he came down the after companion way, while at his heels followed the whole watch on deck, completely dis regarding the strict rules of a vessel which forbid a man be fore the mast entering a ship's cabin unless ordered to by an officer. But I had previously gained the good will of my men, and, as may be imagined, this breach of discipline was over looked. "I first inquired as to the state of the weather, and then for the welfare of the vessel. 'Oh, the weather is fine and the ship didn't lose a rope yard except the tops'l that went afore you did,' replied my chief officer. "Then r asked for the men; I wanted to know if any of them had been lost. "'No; they are all right, saving Bill; he got knocked in the lee scuppers by the same sea that took you off, and broke his leg; but you, cap'n, had the narrowest squeak of any man I ever saw. Ye see,' he went on, 'when the sea broke we all of us but you and Bill got a "hand hold," then after the deck got clear of water we looked around and missed you. 'I looked off to leeward, and there I saw your head a-bob bin' up and down three ships' lengths away. "'The men wanted to lower a boat but I wouldn't let them, for it would have been murdering them if I had, and they could have done you no good. So we just had to stand and watch you till you went down out of sight. I tell you it was hard, cap'n. 'But in about a minute the second mate sung out; "My, here's the cap'n right alongside." And he grabbed a line and was making it fast around his waist to jump over for you, when-would you believe it? I never saw her do anything like it before-the old hooker (meaning the vessel) gave a lee roll till she l:/Uried her rail six feet under water and scooped up her cap'n just as though he were a fish and she was a net. But when the old girl had done that she didn't seem to care anything more for you, but let you flam down on the deck hard enough to stave your whole starboard side in, and it'll take most of this voyage to put ye in seaworthy condi tion! She saved your life, cap'n, saved it all alone. Bless her old timbers!' ejac ulated the mate, steadily drawing his sleeve across his weather-beaten face. "How long was I in the water? Not more than two minutes, though it seemed a lifetime."

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Everything I .! COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA! These Books Tell You Each book consists of sixty-four pages, printed on good paper, in clear type and neatly bound in 3n attractive, illustrated cove!' of the books are also profusely illustrated, and all ?f the subji;cts treated UP_On are explained in such a simple manner that aIJ1' l!lnld. can thoroughly understand fuem. Look over the list as classified and see if you want to know anything aoout the subjecllJ men tioned. THESE BOOKS ARE FOR SALE BY ALL NEWSDEALERS OR WILL EE SENT BY MAIL TO ANY ADDRESS FROM THIS OFFICE ON RECEIPT OF PRICE, TEN OEN.rs EACH, OR ANY 'l'HREE BOOKS FOR TWENTY-FIVE CENTS. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, N.Y. MESMERISM. No. 81 HOW TO MESMERIZE.-Containing the most ap proved methods of mesmerism ; also bow to Clfl'e all kinds of diseases by animal magnetism, or, magnetic healing. By Prof. Leo Hugo Koch, A. Q_, S., author of "How to Hypnotize," etc. PALMISTRY. No. 82. HOW TO DO PALMISTRY.-Containing the most ap proved methods of reading the lines on the hand, together with a full explanation of their." meaning. Also explaining phrenology, and the key for telling character by the bumps 011 the bead. By Leo Hugo Koch, A. C. S Fully illustrated. HYPNOTISM. No. 83. HOW TO BYPNOTIZE.-Containing valuable and in s t r uctive in.formation regarding the science of hypnotism. Also explaining the most approved methods which are employed by the leading hypnotists of the world. By Leo Hugo Kgch, A.C.S. SPORTING. No. 21. HOW TO ,HUNT AND FISH.-The most complete hunting and fishing guide ever published. It contains full instructions about guns, hunting dogs, traps, trapping and fishing, together with descriptions of game and fish. No. 26. HOW TO ROW, SAIL AND BUILD A BOAT.-Fully illustrated. Every boy should know how to row and sail a boat. Full instructions are given in this little book, together with in structions on swimming and riding, companion sports to boating. No. 47. HOW TO BREAK, RIDE AND DRIVE A. HORSE. A complete treatise on the horse. Describing the most useful horses for business, the best horses for the road ; also valuable recipes for disea ses pecaliar to the horse. No. 48. HOW TO BUILD AND SA.IL CANOES.-A handy book for boys, containing full directions for constructing canoes and the most popular manner of sailing them. Fully illustrated. By C. Stansfield Hicks. FORTUNE TELLING. No. 1. NAPOLEON'S ORA.CULUM AND DRElAM BOOK.C::ontaining the great oracle of human destiny; also the true meaning of almost any kind of dreams, together with charms, ce1iemonies, and curious games of cards. A complete book. No. 23. HOW TO EXPLAIN DREAMS.-Everybody dreams, from the little child to the aged man and woman. This little book gi ves the explanation to all kinds of dreams, together with lucky and unlucky Jays, and "Napoleon's Oraculuo," the book of fate. No. 28 HOW TO TELL ll;ORTUNES.-Everyone is desirous of knowing what his future life will bring foith, whether happiness or m isery, wealth or poverty. You can tell by a glance at this little book. Buy one and be co!\vinced. Tell your own fortune. Tell the fortune of your friends. No. 76. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES BY THE HAND.Containing rules for telling fortunes by the aid of lines of the hand, or the secret of palmistry. Also the secret of telling future events by aid of moles, marks, scars, etc. Illustrated, By A. Anderson. ATHLETIC. No. 6 HOW TO BECOME AN ATHLETE.-Giving full instruction for the use of dumb bells, Indian clubs, parallel bars, horizontal bars and various other methods of developing a good, healthy muscle; containing over sixty illustrations. Every boy can become strong anJ healthy by following the instl'Uctions contained in this little book. No. 10. HOW TO BOX.-The art of self-defense made easy Containing over thirty illustrations of guards, blows, and the di!fer ent positions of a good boxer Every boy should obtain one of these useful and instructive books, as it will teach you how to box without an instructor. No. 25. HOW TO BECOME A GYMNAST.-Containlng full instructions for all kinds of gymnastic sports !j.nd athletic exercises. Emb1acing thirty-five illustrations. By Professor W. Macdonald. A handy and useful book. No. 34. HOW 1ro FENCE.-Containing full instruction for fencing and the use of the broadsworJ; also instruction in archery. D escribed with twenty-one practical illustrations, giving the best positions in fencing. A complete book. TRICKS WITH CARDS. No. 51. HOW TO DO 'rRICKS WITH of t'he general pl'inciples of sleight-of-hand applicable to card tricks; of card tricks with or.dinary cards, and not requiring tlleight -of-hand; of tricks involving sleight-of-hand, or the use of 119Cially prepared cards. B9 Professor JHaffner. Illustrated. No. 72. HOW TO DO SIXTY TRICKS WITH CARDS.-Em bracmg all of the latest and most de<:eptive card tricks, with il lw;;trations. By A. Anderson. No. 77. HOW .ro DO l!'ORTY THIOKS WITH CARDS.Containing deceptive Oard '!'ricks as performed by leading conjurors and magicians. Arranged for home amusement. Fully illustrated. MAGIC. No. 2. HOW TO DO TRICKS.-The great b<>ok of magic and card tricks, containing full instruction on all the leading card tricks of the also most popular magical illusions as performed by oui: lea?mg magicians : every boy should obtain a copy of this book, as 1t will both amuse and instruct. No .. 22 HOW TO DO SECOND SIGHT.-Heller's seco .nJ sight explamed b)'. his former assistant, Fred Hunt, Jr. Explaining how the secret .dialogues were carried on between the magician and the boy on the stage; also giving all the codes and signals. 'J.'he only authentic explanation of second sight. No. 43. HOW 'J.'0 BECOME A MAGICIAN.-Containing the gran!1est ?f illusions ever placed before the pubhc. Also tricks with cards. mcantations, etc. 'No. 68. HOW 'l'O DO CHEMICAL over one hundred highly amusing and instructive tricks with chemicals. By A. Anderson. Handsomely illustrateJ. No. 69. HOW TO DO SLEIGHT OF HAND.-Containing over of latest and best tricks used by magicians. Also contain mg rthe secret of second sight. Fully illustrated. By A. Anderson. No .. 70. HOW '.1'0 l\I":KE MAGIC TOYS.-Containing full directions for makmg Magic 'l'oys and devices of many kinds. B,y: A. Anderson. ll'ully illustrnted. No. 73 .. HOW. 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