Lucky in Wall Street, or, The boy who trimmed the brokers

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Lucky in Wall Street, or, The boy who trimmed the brokers
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AND STORIES DF BDYSWHD MAKE MDNEY. DR ,THE BOY WHO TRIMMED THE BROKERS. I I \ cb7f 8EL/-#4'//E/ll/IA/. As the pair of rascally brokers uttered exclamations of rage at the discovery that the bags con tained coal instead of golden nuggets, Bob Carson banged open the doors of the bookcase and confronte.dthem with a grin on bis face


r Fame and.Fortune Weekly ST.ORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY blued Weekl11-B11 Subscription $2.50 per 11ear. Entered according to Act of Congresa, in the year 1908, in the oJ!lce of the Librarial& of Congress, Waihington, D. C., b11 Frank Tousey, Publisher, 24 Union Squar, New York, No. 148. NEW YORK, JULY 31, 1908. PRICE 5 CENTS LUCKY IN1 WALL STREET OB, THE BOY WHO TRIMMED .THE BROKERS By A SELF-MADE MAN CHAPTER I. BOB CARSON'S DEBUT IN WA.LL STREET "Is Mr. Littleby in?" asked a bright -look ing boy who had just stepped into the waiting -room of Littleby & Mallison, stock brokers, No. Wall Street "Yes," replied a dapp er young man, with a pen behind his ear and a bunch of papers in his hand, eyeing the boy sharply. "I should like to Bee him," replied the boy. "Who are you from?" asked the clerk. "From nobody. I was told that this firm needed a mes senger, so--" "Who told you we needed a messenger?" asked young man, brusquely "Mr. Wade, cashier of Boothby & Co. "'.And you have come after the position, eh?" "I have." "I don't know whether Mr. Littleby or Mr. Manison has hired a boy or not. I'll tell Mr. Littleby that you are here looking for the position What's you r name?" "Bob Carson." "Wait till I come back." The clerk, whose name was Walter Titus, disappeared into Mr. Littleby's private room. He returned presently without the bunch of papers and told the boy to enter the room Mr., a smooth-faced, foxy looking gent l eman of average build, was seated at his desk making figures on a sheet of paper when the applicant for the messenger's j o b entered and stood respectfully nea. r by waiting for the broker to take notice of his presence The trader took his time and it was several minutes before he looked up. Then he did so suddenly. "Well, young man," he said, taking in the boy from head to foot "I called to see if you had got a messenger yet or not," said, the lad respectfully. "Who sent you here?" "Nobody sent me, sir: Mr1 Wade, Boothby & Co.'s cashier, told me that I might find an opening here." "Oh, he did?" "Yes, sir." "Is Mr. Wade a friend of yours?'' "No, sir." "Then how came he to tell you that we rneded a messenger?" "Well, sir, Boothby & Co. advertised for a messenger, and I called there to try and get the position I was too late, for they had hired a boy. Then Mr. Wade, the gentle man I saw there, suggested that I had better call on you, as he had heard you wanted a messenger, too. "Oh, that was it?" "Yes, sir." "What is you r name?" "Robert Carson." "Worked in Wall Street before ? "No, sir "Then you've had no experience--" "Yes, sir."


2 LUCKY L W.\LL R'l'REET "Where?" "I was three years with Bates, Munyon & Co., stock brokers, of No. Devonshire Street, Boston." "How came you to leave them?" "They went out of business." "When ? "A month ago." "What brought you to New York? Parents move here?" "No, sir -I have no parents." cc No parents, eh? Who are you living with?" I y aunt. She's a widow and lives in the Bronx." What reference have you?" I can refer you to Mr. Bates OD Mr. Edwards, of the late firm of Bates, Munyon & Co., of Boston. Here is a l etter of recommendation from Mr. Bates," and. the boy laid an envelope on the broker's desk. Mr Li'ttleby pulled out the enclosure and read a recom mendation headed, "'l'o whom it may concern." The letter stated that Robert Carson had been three years in the employ of the firm of Bates, Munyon & Co., ancl durin g that time had conducted himself in a way to win the entire satisfaction of the firm as a bright ancl capable employee The writer recommended him to any broker in need of an efficient messenger or junior clerk. "Hum!" said Mr. Littleby. "Yoll are i1ot acquainted with the financial district of this city, I assume?" '' I have been down here for nearly two weeks looking for a position, sir, and I haYe managed to get pretty well acquainted with Wall Street in that time "Do you know where the principal office buildings are?" "Yes, sir." Mr. Littleby catechised him a bit on the subject and found that he was not at all ignorant of the district. The broker wa,s plea"ed with hi.s personal appearance and his aptness and told him hea give him a trial. "If You mak e good we'll keep you. Arc you ready to start in?" "Yes, sir." "Come with me." He took Bob into the counting-room and introduced him to the cashier. "I'm going to give him a trial for the resL o.r the week, 1\Ir. J ores. It strikes me that he'll give satisfaction. Take his name and address He will begin right away." Ten minutes later Bob was given a note to take to a brok e r in the Vanderpool Building in Exchange Place. H e was back again with an answer in record time. "Take it in to l\Ir. Mallison," said the cashier. "l\Ir. Littleby has gone to the Exchange So Bob took the envelope he had brought back 1vith him into l\Iallison's roo m. l\Ir. l\Iallison was the senior member of the firm in age. He was a stout man of above the aYerage height, also smoothly shaven He had rather a shifty eye, and a hard look, and Bob wa s n't particularly taken with him. Mr. Mallison look ed at the boy sharply as he took the note. "Are you the boy Mr. Littleby hired messenger?" he asked in' an aggressive way. 'Yes, sir." "Your name is--" "Robert Carson." ''Humph! Come from Boston, 1 understand?" "Yes, sir." "Let me sec your letter of recommendation." Bob handed it to him and he read it. "You're only on trial, you know. If we like you we'll keep you ; otherwise not." Bob nodded. "That's all. I'll ring for you if I want you.'? The boy returned to his seat in the waiting-room and took up a copy 0 the "Wall Street Argus" to while away the interval until he was wanted. CHAPTER II. BOB GETS IN ON THE JllARKE'r. During the five days of that week Bob proved so satisfac tory that Mr. I;ittleby told him that he might regard his position as permanent By that time the boy found out that Littleby & :Mallison did not enjoy the whole confidence of the Street He picked up his information piecemeal from different messenger boys with whom he became acquainted. Littleby & J\1allison had the reputation of being sharp and not over scrupulous traders. They were always laying traps for somebo dy, in which they caught a victim now am1 then, and when tlaey got any one where the hair was short they squeezed him without any compunction. l\Iany traps in turn were Aprcac1 for them, but it was seldom they got caught \Vhile Bob would hanj preferred that the firm he was working for hac1 a higher standing among the brokers, still he argued that it wasn't his buRinci::s how Mr. Littleby and J\Ir. Mallison conducted their Bob was soon on speaking lcrrns with lhe clerks and the pretty stenographer, Miss annic Bachelor. All but Walter Titus assumed a friendly aUitude toward him. Titus, who was quite a ducle, thoughL iL beneath his dig nity lo notice the young messenger, except on matters of husiness, when he would address Bob in a lo.rty and super cilious way. It long before Bob Raw that Titus was sweet on l\fiss Ba,,chelor, ancl it was equally clear ibat the 'stenogra pher was not particularly impreRf:lcd by the margin clerk One morning when Bob was waiting at the Exchange to deliver a note to Mr. Littleby he heard a couple of messen gers speak ing about a certain stock that was rising in Lhc market. "If I hacl $50 I'd back it quicker Lhan a wink," said one of them in a tone that showed he meant what he said "How do you know that iL will go any higher than it is now?" asked his friend. "Oh, I've got a tip on it." "Who gavo you the tip?" "A broker I clone a favor for." "How high did he say it would go?" "You won't say anything to anybody ii I tell you?" "Oi course not." "Honor bright?" "Yes. J j


LUCKY IN WALL STREET. 3 "He said it would go to 80." "What is it at now?" "Sixty-two." "Oh, we have more than enough for ourselves Do come in. I want to introduce you to my friends, anyway." "Eighteen dollars a share." So B .ob was induced to go into the stenographer's little den where Nannie made him acquainted with Miss Peters and Miss Pratt, who both worked on that floor "Yes. If I had $50 I'd go to the Nassau Street Banking & Brokerage Company and buy five shares. I could make nearly $100 profit out of it." / The had seen Bob several times and had been aching for an introduction. "Couldn't you borrow $50 ?" t.1Me borrow $50 Who'd lend it to me?" That was a poser his friend couldn't answer. "If you can't get the money you'll be out of it,'' he said. "That's right. It's a shame, for it would be just like finding money." Just then Littleby came to the rail and took Bob' s note. He read it and dismissed his messenger with a nod. Bob went away thinking of the stock the boys had been talking about. It was a gilt-edge security known as L. & M. "I've a great mind to take advantage of that boy's tip myself," thought Bob. "I've got between $500 and $600 I made in Boston ollt of the market, and it's lying idle. I've just been waiti:r,ig for a good chance to add to it. I think ihis will be just the thing. L. & M. look s pretty good It's gone up a point morning since the Exchange opened. 1 wish I had my money down here, I'd put it up and take the chances. Well, I can bring it down to-morrow. Maybe that will be time enough to take advantage of the tip." Along about noon, when he was in the counting-room, he heard Walter Titus and one of the other clerks talking about the same stock. From the margin clerk's conver s ation Bob judged that he was working the market right along with pretty good success His idea about L. & M. was that it would go to 70 at least, and he said he was going to buy 25 shares of it )Vhen he went to lunch. Later in the day Bob heard a group of brokers discussing L. & M. and the probabilities of a further rise in the price. One broker thought that a pool was trying to boom it, but wouldn't assert that as a positive fact. One or two thought the price was sure of getting up into the seYenties, the rest were of the opinion that it might take a drop at any moment. Next morning Bob brought $500 downtown and when he got the chance that morning he went around to the little bank on Nassau Street and put it up as margin on 50 shares of L. & M. at 63'. To his great satisfaction the stock went up $2 a share that d,ay, closing at 65. It was up another dollar at noon next day, and Bob was quite tickled over it. At half-past twelve there was a lull in the office. "Mr. Carson is from Boston," explained Nannie as she poured out the tea. The girls smiled and Miss Peters asked him if Boston was a nice place to live. "Bang-up," replied the young messenger, accepting a tongue sandwich from Miss Pratt. "I suppose New York seems strange to you yet,'' said Miss Peters. "Oh, I'm getting used to it fast. This town is a heap livelier than the Hub, and I wouldn't care to go back there." "I suppose you left a number of broken-heart ed young ladies there," laughed Miss with a coquettish glance at him. "Not that I'm aware of," grinned Bob. "I knew quite a number of girls there, but the New York girls that I've met beat them all hollow." "I suppose we ought to take that as a compliment, Bob,'' smiled Nannie. "You can if you want to. I'm bound to say that you three young ladies are by long odds the most charming I've ever got acquainted with in my life.'' "Oh!" screamed the girls in chorus. "You know !hat yo-q're just trying te jolly us, said Miss Peters. "Jolly replied Bob with an innocent look. "I wouldn't think of doing that. I simply couldn't help tell ing the truth, that's all." Miss Peters and Miss Pratt looked particularly pleased at the compliment. r annie, however, lmew that Bob was just throwi n g a bouquet, and she shook her finger at him. "This is fine tea, all right,'' remarked Bob. "I'm glad you like it," replied Nannie. "Oh, I like everything you make, you do it so well." "Oh !" cried the two visitors again, feel.)ng rather jea l ous of Miss Bachelor, who seemed to have the inside track with the young messenger. "Thank you, Bob. You said that very nice,'' answered Nannie with an arch smile. "As this is the first thing you've ever tasted that I made how can you make such a sweeping assertion?" "The tea is so good that it is easy to judge that whateve r else you make must be equally first class." "That doesn't follow, Bob." Most of the clerks went to lunch, and a couple of other stenographers came in with their parcels to eat with Miss Bachelor, as they often did, for she had a small electric heater which she could attach to the electric light wire and heat tea or coffee on it. "Doesn't it? I'll bet you made this biscuit "How much will you bet?" "A dollar." "You're reckless with your money However, I'll have to admit that I did make it." "I knew it. It melts in my mouth. If 'I were looking for a wife I'd try to get you, and I'd keep you busy making duplicates of this biscuit." "Won't you take lunch with us, Bob?" asked Miss Bache lor, looking into the waiting-room. ''Thanks," replied the boy, "but I don't want to rob you." "Would you expect your wife to do nothing but make biscuits for you?" asked Miss Peters.


LUCKY IN WALL STREET. "Oh, no. I'd expect her to dress up and look pretty "Here's a present for you, aunty," he said. "I want you most of the time." to get yourself a new dress and a new hat." "That would be easy for some girls." "Dear me, Bob, did you get all that money?" she "Yes, you three, for instance, wouldn't hav7 much asked in su rprise. trouble in looking pretty, for it strikes me you are doing "Didn't I tell you that I brought $550 with me from that every day." Boston ?'1 "Oh!" screamed the visiting stenographers once more. "I forget whether you did or not. Do you really "Bob," said Nannie, with mock solemnity, "you mustn't me to use this money on myself?" fill these young ladies' heads with such compliments. They "Of course I do. Didn't I say so?" don't know you as well as I do." "I am very much obliged to you, Bob." "You don't know anything bad of me, do you.?" grinned "Don't mention it." the boy. Next morning he brought Nannie Bachelor a pound box "Of course not. What a ridiculous question." of the best chocolates. "You know I always tell the truth, don't you?" "I heard that you have a sweet tooth, Nannie. Here's -"Yes; but you know you're an awful jollier, just the something to feed it with," he said, laying the package on same." her desk. "Did you ever hear me jolly you?" "v\Thy, what is this---candy?" she-exclaimed in surprise. "You haven't been doing anything but jolly the three "Surest thing in the world." of us since you came into my den." "Dear me, how extravagant you are!" "Gee! But that's a fierce reputation you're giving me. "Yes, I was born so, and can't help it." I guess I'd better retire before you throw me out." "You're awfully good, Bob," she said, opening the box. "Oh, we couldn't let you go so soon," laughed Miss Pratt. "Oh, that's just a small evidence of my appreciation of "You're awfully entertaining." the lunch you treated me to the other day." "Thanks. I'm glad somebody appreciates me." "Dear me, that was hardly more than a bite." The four young people continued to chat merrily together "There was quality, if not quantity, to it. I can taste until their lunch time was up, when the visitors withdrew that biscuit yet. You must be a fine cook." after expressing the hope that they would have the pleasure "I can cook a little," she replied with a smile "Mother of seeing Bob soon again. taught me how." That afternoon L. & M. closed at 67. "Well, the next time you make a batah of those biscuits Two 'days later it was up to 70, and the brokers were be-don't forget to bring me one. They're out of sight ginning to take a great deal of interest in it. "I'll bring you half a dozen," she replied, pleased with Under the impression that a boom was on the tapis the Bob's appreciation of her cooking. traders started in to buy it right and left. "Thanks. I won't do a thing to them. Well, I must get Then the fact developed that there wasn't enough on the back to my post, or the cashier might think I haven't got market to go a ound. down yet." That discovery sent the price to 75 at a bound. Ten minutes later Bob was out on the street with two The newspapers had been the public's attention messages to deliver. to the stock, aad now they printed articles in their financial Business was rushing and he didn't have much time to columns indicating that a bobm was really on in L. & M. rest himself before three o'clock. Orders from outside speculators for the stock helped the Half an hour bef9re the Exchange closed he was seated price still higher, and eight days from the time Bob bought in his chair when a big man entered the office and asked his 50 shares the stock was going at 82 3-8. for Mr. Mallison. At that figure he sold out, clearing a profit of $950. "He's in. What name shall I say?" "That's more than two years' wages as a messenger," he "Never mind my name, sonny. Just tell him a gentlesaid to himself, after figuring out the amount of his winman wishes to see him." nings. "New York is the place to make money after all, Bob carried the message to Mr. Mallison. and Wall Street is the right locality to do it in. I suppose "What does he want?" asked the broker. my bosses would put up a stiff kick if they knew I was "He didn't say, sir," replied Bob. monkeying with the market, but it isn't likely they'll ever "Well, go and ask him his business. I have no time hear anything about it. I'm sure I'm not going to tell to waste on--" them, and there is nobpdy but the margin clerk at the bank 'rhe broker got no fyther, for the stranger walked into to give me away, and he's not telling on the bank's custhe room at that moment. tomers. I must buy Nannie Bachelor a box of candy on "Hello, Mallison !"he said. "I'll take a seat if it's all this, and my aunt a new dress and hat to match. I tell you the same to you." a fellow feels finer than silk when he's on the right side "Oh, it's you, Singleton, is it?" replied the broker, scowl-of the market." ing a:t the man. "Yes, it's me, all right. You can go, bub," he added to CHAPTER III. Bob. MR. MA.LLISON HA.S A. VISITOR WHO MEANS BUSINESS. When Bob got home that afternoon he handed his aunt a five-dollar bill and two tens. Bob retired. "What do you want?" growled Mr. Mallison. "I want what's coming to me," replied the visitor, throw ing one leg across the other.


LUCKY IN WALL STREET. 5 "What in thunder do you mean?" demanded the broker. "I mean just what I sai. You got me into a tight hole awhile ago and cleaned me out down to bedrock. I just found out that. you rung in a cold deck on me, so I came around to make you ante up the 1 ; noney you and your partners skinned me out of." "Are you crazy, Singleton?" roared Mallison. "Not that I'm aware of," replied the man coolly "I bought 1,00ll shafes of & B. of you on the usual margin. I put up $10,000 to hold it. The stock went down seven points on the market. Very good. I don't .find no fault with that. But ij; didn't really go any further, yet next day you reported me sold out .'' "Why, the stock dropped four points in ten minutes, making eleven altogether, and that wiped out your margin, leaving you in debt to us something over $1,000, w9ich you haven't paid "Yes, so it appeared from the quotations on the tape," replied the visitor; "but who was responsible for those quotations?" "How should I know?" growled Mr. Mallison impatiently. "Oh, you don't know anything about it, eh?" "Of course not." "Haven't the least idea that your partner Littleby arranged a number of wash sales with Boothby & Co. to clean me out?" replied the visitor, sarcastically. "Wash sales!" roared Mr. Mallison. "Do you mean to insult me?" "No, I don't believe I could. Well, I have evidence that the s ales were put through by Littleby, your partner, and Anderson, of Boothby & Co. The object was to get a low quotation on the tape so that you could gobble up my $10,000. You're done that trick before on other people. That's one way you make money. Let me say that for a low-down skin game it's about the limit." "If you came in here to insult me, Singleton, you'd better g.o before I call for somebody to put you out," said the broker, red with anger. "I'll go as soon as you hand over my $10,000 in cash," replied the visit or. "If you don't get out of here right away I'll 'phone for an officer." "I don't think you will." Mr. Mallison's hand glided over to the electric button on his deSk. "No, you don't, Mr. Mallison," said the visitor, grabbing his wrist with one hand and drawing a revo1vet and press ing it again s t the broker's temple with the other. "I want $10,000, and I want it quick. Ante up, or, b y thi.mder, I'll blow your roof off, and shoot myself afterward!" The tone and attitude of the man showed that he meant business, and Mr. Mallison turned deathly pale. The trader was not anxious to take a sudden and painful departure from this world, neither did he feel like yielding up $10,000. I Nevertheless the choice of the two evils was forced on him. He would have given a whole lot if his partner had sud denly stepped into his room at that moment, or even if his young messenger had opened the door. K othing of the kind happened, however, and the b roker breathed hard. "What are you going to do, Mallison ?" asked t h e vis i to r. "l shouldn't think you'd hesitate a moment Ten tho usand dollars isn't much for you to pay for your life..'' "You've no right to hold me u p at the point o f a revol\'er. It's a felony," said the broker. 1 "No, it isn't. I'm only asking you to make good t h e money you skinned me out of "You were skinned out of nothing "I've done all the arguing I'm going to do. I came here to get my money or-your life. You can take your choice, and I'll give you a minute to make up you,r min d o n the subject "All right," replied Mr. Mallison, apparently yie l ding to the inevitable, "I'll write a check for the sum you want "I have no use for your check I want the money i n good bills "All right. I'll go and get it from my -cashierY "No, you won't Think I'm a fool to let you out of my sight?" "But I haven't got the money about me," said M r Mal lison. "Do you suppose I carry so large a sum around in my clothes?" "No. Ring for your boy and ten him to get the mo ney from .the cashier. If you give him the slightest h in t h o w matters stand I'll shoot you down quicker than a wink and will afterward put a ball into my own head so that I'll meet you beside the River Styx, and old man Charon will ferry us over together." :M:r. Mallison shuddered at the cool, determined manner of the man who held him in his power, and saw that he'd haYe to pay the money to save himself "As my cashier may not have so much money on hand I'll draw a check for $10,000 payable to my own order, and send it to the bank by my messenger to get it cashed rrhe visitor looked at the clock. Itwanted six minutes of three. "You'd better lose no time about it; then," he said. "T11e bank will close in six minutes If you fail to get the money something will happen The brok e r hastily drew his pocketbook toward him, filled out a check for $10,000 payable to "Cash," and tapped his bell. The visitor concealed his revolver, but kept his eye on 1\Ir. Ma.llis<;m. "Remember," he hissed, "if you give the slightest sign to yonr boy I'll kill you like a dog." As the last word left his lips Bob entered the room. "Bob," said the broker, "take this check to the bank in d<; mblc-quick time, get the money and bring it in here. You've got less than five minutes to reach the bank before it closes, so get a hustle on." "Yes, sir," replied Bob, taking the check and hastily leaving the room CHAPTER IV. BOB'S CHASE OF SINGLETON. Bob got back.with the money in twelve minutes. He rushed into J\Ir. :Jiallison's priYate room an

6 LUCKY IN WALL STREET. "Count it, Mr. Malli son, and see if it's all right," he sa id. "You needn't wait, bub," s aid the visitor impatiently. Bob, however, didn't budge. He wasn't taking direction s from strange people He notieed that his employer's hands trembled as he began to count the money. 1 "I said you could go," said Singleton, savagely, to the boy. "I take my orders from Mr. Mallison not from stran gers," replied Bob calmly. "Tell him to get out, Mallison," said the visitor in a tense voice. "You can go, Bob," said the broker in such a shaky tone that the boy looked at him hard, and then noticed how white and agitated he was. "Yes, sir," replied Bob, moving toward the door, not quite satisfied with the s ituation. He closed the door after him and started for his chair. "I wonder if ther e 's anything wrong in there?" he asked himself. "Things look a bit queer. I guess that chap i s turning the screws on the boss about something. Got him in a hole over some deal. That would account for-what's that?" I Bob heard something that sounde d lik e a groan and then a fall. On the spur of the momen t h e sprang back for the pri vate room door. It was opened in his face and Singleton came rus hing out. A collision between the boy and the visitor was inevitable, and both went down on the :floor. The package of bills flew from the visitor's grasp. "Confound you, boy!" roared Singleton. "Take that!" He struck Bob in the fac e and jumped to his feet. Bob, though partia.lly dazed by the blow, grabbed the man by the leg and he fell on his face as he was reaching for the bills. "What does this mean?" demanded the voice of Mr. Littleby. He had just returned from the Exchange and was as tonished to see what seemed to be a scrap going on in the waiting-room. The cashier and one of the clerks, attracted by the dis turbance, ran out of the counting-room. Singleton kicked out furiously in an effort to release his leg from Bob's hold. Just then Littleby happened to glance into his partner's private room and saw Mallison's head lying across the back of his swivel chair, and the blood running frorp. a wound on his forehead where the visitor had struck the broker with the butt of his revolvex in order to keep him from giving the alarm after he had left th.e room. Littleby at once suspected foul play. "Don't let that man get away," he said to his cas hier, as he ran inside to his partner. There was little danger of Singleton getting away owing to Bob's grasp. The cashier and Titus laid hold of Singleton's arms, and for a few minutes there was uproar to burn in the waiting room. Then the visitor was overcome. Bob released his leg and got -qp. "Get some water, Bob, quick!" said Littleby in an ex cited voice. Bob ran into the lavator y and got a tumbler of water. Littleby took it and began to bathe his partner s face, and wipe the blood away from the wound. "Know anything about this trouble, Bob?" asked Littleby. "No, sir. I didn't see anything wrong, though I suspected all was not right." "Suspected, eh? What aroused your suspicions?" Bob told him. Littleby stepped to the door and looked at the still st ruggling visitor. Then he recognized him as Singleton. "Fetch him in here," he said to the cashier. Singleton renewed his efforts to get away and succeeded in planting a heavy blow on the margin clerk's right eye, knocking him down. Then he grabbed the cashier, swung him around and threw him against Littleby. Snatching up the package of bills from the floor he started for the door leading into the corridor. Bob was after him like a :flash and caught him just as he reached the.head of the stairs. In the struggle that ensued both lost their balance and went rolling down the steps They came to a stop at the turn, and the fight between them was renewed. Singieton was a strong man, and he was desperate. Bob however, clung to him with the tenacity of a bulldog. 'l'h e racket began to attract notice among the people pass ing in the corridor below. The cashier also came on the scene and started to take a hand in the scrap. Singleton was not easily downed. He succeeded in shaking olf both Bob and the cashier and dashed for the corridor below where the elevator stood open. Singleton dived into the cage just as the man started to close the gate, alighting on his hands and feet on the floor. Bob arrived at the elevator just as the cage disappeared downward. Another cage came down a moment later and Bob stopped it. Getting in, he was whirled to the ground floor, reaching it just in time to see Singieton vanishing through the main entrance into Wall Street. Bob lost not a moment in continuing the pursuit. He saw Singleton getting into a cab thirty feet away. He rushed after it and succeeded catching on to the rear of the vehicle, where he clung like a leech as it drove up toward Broadway. His action naturally attracted notice. "Whip behind I" shouted a small messenger boy to the driver. The cabman did not pay any attention to the hail and kept on. At the corner of Broadway the cab slowed up to get out of the way of an express wagon. Bob jumped down, rushed to the door of the slowly-


LUCKY IN WALL STREET. 'Z moving vehic le, turned the handle, and pu llin g the door open s!!rang inside and grabbed the astonished S ingleton. A dozen people saw the action and gazed after the cab as it dashed up Broadway with the door open, an d Bob and S in gleton in each other's embrace "You young monkey roared Singleton. "Let me go "Not on your life!" the young messe n ger Exert in g all his strengt h he jabbed the man's h ea d against the glass Of the opposite door. There was a crash of glass, and the cabman looked a round. He saw that there was trouble in his vehicle reined in passersby on the street were also attracte d by the s i ght of two persons fighting in the cab and a crowd soon col l ected. "Here, here!" cried the driver, comin g to the door of his vehicle. "This won't do." He reached out and seized Bob. Singleton, with the back of his head bleeding, pushed th e boy away from him. n e ith e r h e nor Bob made rapid progress, as both were pretty well exh a u sted. When Bob staggered on. to the top con-idor, Singleton had disappeared. TheTe were three doors on the floor and thinking the man had t ake n refuge in one of the offices, Bob tri ed the doors in turn, only to find all of them lock ed. The sma ll window at the r ear of the cor ridor was half open and the boy lo oked out of it. He saw Singleton had tak e n a desperate to escape. The man had s tood up on the s ill, rea c hed for the iron g u tter pipe and was now close to the waste pipe at the end of the building Apparen tl y h e meant to s lide down that precar i ous route. While Bob was watching him he reached the pipe, but instead of grasping it and lowe ring himself to the n arrow back yard below he swung one leg up on the adjoining roof, which was two feet lower than that of the building he had }eft, and by a muscu lar effort followed with hi s body and disap peared. CHAPTER V. 'rhen he opened the other door, stepped out in to the st r eet and hopped aboard a passing car L et me go!" roared Bob, seeing that Singleton was now BOB CAPTURES SINGLETON AND INCREASES HIS makin g his CAPl'rAL. H e shook the cabby off, sprang out of the other door and ":M:y g ra cious He' s got a great nerve," thought Bob. started after the car which was going uptown. "I've got to follow or lose him. I don't know that I'm Singleton left the car at the corner of Pine and dashed paid to risk my li fe, but if the gutter is st rong enough to bare-headed and bleeding clown that street. hold a heavy man lik e him it ought to hold me. Well, here Bob followed him fifty yards behind. goes. I can't let the fellow outwit me afte r all the trouble Quite a number of persons followed after Bob. l've had trying to catch him Some excited individual shouted "Stop thief !" and the Bob swung him self out of the window and comme nced cry was taken up by others. his perilous passage 0 the gutter ju s t as the advance g uard Although a score of persons might have 'headed S ingl e of persons following him r eac h e d the window ton off before he reached Nassau Street, nobody interfered Bob, h a nging by his hand s alone, one hundred and fifty with the chase. feet from the ground, made his way along the gutter as Bob, however, gained on Sing l eton and was only thirty fast as he dared. feet behind when he turned into Nassau Street Reaching the pipe he swun g him self up on the next The man took to the center of the narrow thoro u ghfare hoof as he had seen Singleton do. and Bob did likewise. It was much easi er for him to accomplish the trick, as A big crowd was now following Bob, who was close on he was as active as a youn g monkey Singleton's heels. When he rolled over on the roof h e looked around for The boy was almost within reaching distance of. the Singleto n but couldn't see any trace of the m a n. man when the fellow suddenly sprang for the sidewa lk. "I'm afraid h e's got away aft e r a ll he breathed, much He struck the handle of an Italian's fruit wagon, drawn disappointed up alongside the curb, and over went the wagon right in A t that moment h e saw a figur e six building s awa,y kneelBob's way. ing beside a scuttle, apparent l y trying to open it. In a moment the young messenger was floundering in the "I'll bet that's him,'' thought Bob. midst of the upset cart and its contents. He started ove r the roofs at a lively pace, and was s oon Singleton, seeing his ad vantage, ran into a narrow office satisfied that the man was Singleton. entrance and rus hed up the well-worn stairs The f e llow found he could not open the s cuttle and Bob, pretty well out of breath, extricated himself from got up the wreck of the wagon, and avoiding the grasp of the The n ext buildi n g was the corn er one, and as he starte d angry Italian, who wanted to hold him responsible for the for that he saw Bob comin g toward him. ruin caused by Singleton, followed his quarry into the He lost no time spring in g for the la st s cuttle in that row. office building. As he s tooped to try it Bob close upon him. Singleton had got as far as the first landing when Bob The scuttle, however, wasn't secur ed, and Singleton, ca ught a :fleeting of him, and up the boy went as throwing it ope n, jumped down. fast as he could go. He missed hi s footing on the lad"der in hi s rush and fell There was no elevator in the building, for it was an oldto the floor, landing in a heap 1 fashioned four story edifice, lon g since out of date. When Bob looked down he saw him l ying there motion1 Singleton continued st r aight up the three flights, but les s I


8 LUCKY IN WALL STREET. "That's the time he got it in the neck. His hash is set.tled now for sure," said the boy to himself as he slipped down the ladder and stopped beside the senseless man. Th!'l package of money was sticking out of Singleton's side pocket and Bob took possession of it. "I guess he won't be able to get away for some time," thought the boy. "I'll have time enough to go down to the street and get a policeman to take charge of him." There was quite a crowd standing around the doorway of the building that Singleton and Bob had entered in the :first place. Bob decided not to go there. He walked into the corner store and asked permission to use the telephone to communicate with the police. He was granted the privilege and was soon talking to the man in charge of the station. rwo officers were sent to meet Bob and take Singleton into custody. When they arrived the boy guided them up to the top floor where the man lay still unconscious. The policeman dragged him down to the sidewalk, shoved him into an express wagon standing near, and the whol e party drove to Little by & Mallison's office in Wall Street. By that time Singleton had come to his senses. He was marched to the elevator and taken to the office. Mr. Mallison had long since been brought to his senses and was talking to his paiiner when Bob, the officers and their prisoner arrived. The brokers had communicated with the police, but they were surprised to see Bob walk in with the news that he had captured Singleton, for they supposed that he had gone home. "I don't like to hear about you taking such chances," she said "Oh, I guess we all take worse chances in the streets every day if we only knew it. What, with automobiles, live electric wires, and one thing or another, no one can tell when they leave home in the morning whether they'll get back again at night. I tell you times aren't what they used to be when stages were running on Broadway." "What do you know about stages on Broadway?" laughed Nannie. "They stopped running before you and I were born. Besides, you're a Bostonian and not a native of little old New York." "Oh, I merely refened in a general way to the times when stages ran in this city to kind of emphasize my state ment that times were not so strenuous anywhere in those days. Stages and horse cars didn't run people down .like the trolley roads do now with their rapid transit speed. Everything is on the rush now, and the public has to keep on the hop, skip and jump to avoid trouble." In the meantime the interview Singleton and the two brokers resulted in a settlement of the trouble be tween themselves. Each of the officers received a $10 bill for their trouble, and were told what report to make at the station. Singleton also received some money in settlement of his alleged claim, and thus the exciting incident was closed. Mr. Littleby called Bob into his office and handed him a $100 bill for bis unusual services, and he was directed to say nothing further about it. A reporter who came around in quest of information was choked off by Littleby, who told him that the incident really amounted to nothing. As nothing appeared on the police blotter, of course there was no groundwork on which to build a story of facts Bob had his own opinion of the whole affair, and it only confirmed his private estimate of the firm for which he was working. "I don't know whether this money rightfully belongs to the man or not," said Bob, laying the package on Mr. \Mal lison's desk; "but I took it from him on suspicion. that he might have come by it wrongfully. The man and two policemen are in the room outside. The officers want to know what the charge is against the prisoner." "Tell them to fetch him in here," said Littleby. After the policemen had brought Singleton into the room they were asked to retire to the waiting-room while the brok ers interviewed the prisoner privately. He heard more than one pair of brokers Vlking about "that mysterious affair at Littleby & Mallison's," and the general feeling in the Street was not favorable toward the firm of brokers. Bob walked into the counting-room and told all hands how he had chased and captured the man whose name he now learned was Singleton, a former customer of the house, who had been sold out on a sudden slump in the stock he was holding for a rise. Bob was complimented upon his long chase, and his daring passage of the iron gutter pipe, but for which Singleton must have escaped. Walter Titus's eye was beginning to show signs of dis coloration, and it would probably be a dandy black optic by the next morning. Nannie Bachelor shuddered when Bob told her about the way he trusted his life to the gutter pipe. "What a rash boy you are!" she exclaimed. "If that pipe had given way you probably would have been killed." "It didn't give way under Singleton, and I'm many pounds lighter than him," replied the young messenger. "I wouldn't have caught him if I hadn't ris1rnd the trip." "I'm thinking there's a good bit of sharp practice done in our office," he said to himself. "If there are any foxier traders in Wall Street than my bosses I'd like to know who they are. I wish I was working for somebody else I hate to have the other messengers kidding me about Littleby & Mallison. They make no bones abo.ut calling them skins. A decent fellow doesn't like to work for a house with a shady reputation. It gives him a kind of black eye. People judge you by the company you are in. Well, I suppose I can't afford to quit till I find something better." Nothing happened for several weeks to vary the usual run of Bob'& experience in Wall Street. He kept his eye on the ticker whenever the chance was his, and that was either in the morning when he first reached the office, or just before he left for home in the afternoon after the customers had departed. He also read all the Wall Street news in the :financial and other daily papers, and was always in close touch with business in the district. One mprning he was sent with a note to a broker named in the Mills Building.


/ I LUCKY IN WAL L S TREET. 9 Whil e waiting to see the trader, who was very busy at 'l'he girls l iked Bob's free a ndeasy ways imme nsely, b e the time Bob o verheard two well-dressed men talking cause he never got fresh with them, and was a lways gentl e about a pool that was forming to boom S. & T. shares. manly in his conduct, and considerate of thei r feelings They didn't seem to notice the boy, who was the only per-He had a knack of giving them s l y shots that son near them, and they went on talking in low tones them greatly about the matter. Another person trying to im i tate B ob's t actics m i ght Bob soon discovered that one man was needed to have offended them complete the pool and the two gentlemen had called Bob always repaid t h e gir l s for the i r hospi ta li ty i n c an dy, for the purpose of interesting Broker Thompson in the or flowers, or some littl e thing he knew woul d p lease the m scheme. Altogether he was pretty sol id with them The young messenger heard enough to convince him Walter Titu s sometimes came back fro m h i s o w n lun c h that S. & T. stock was a good thing to own about that while the gir l s were st ill eating theirs time. He always b u tted in wit h out even wait in g t o be aske d So next morning he brought his $1,500 downtown and He had the idea that he was irres i stible w ith t h e gi r l s left an order at the little bank for the purchase of 150 not Miss Bachelor and her two friends in p a r ticuJa r bu t sh are s at the market, which was 72. all girls A week later S & T. began to get a move on, and in He was a good-lookin g fellow, a n d h e knew it. a few days was going at 80. In his opinion all the girls he met were d y ing to mak e 'l'hen the brokers took notice of the fact that a certain his acquaintance, while those who had t h e hono r o f kn o win g trader was buying all he could get of it at the Exchange him were striving to win a smile from him. That made them think it had been d ep r essed for specu -In his attempt to fascinate Nannie Bache l or h i s self lati ve purposes, and they began buying every share they esteem was subjected to several rude shocks could find. She refused to accept candy or flower s from him, t h o u g h Thousands of shares were dealt in during the succeeding she accepted both from Bob; but then there w!s a who l e werk and the price went to 90. lot of difference in the way Titu s and Bob offer e d th e Bob thought it about time for him to sell out, though inpresents dications pointed to a continued rise to par. Bob presented the candy or flower s in an off-h and way Ile told the. margin clerk to have his 150 shares sold that left no feeling of obl igation on the part o f t he recip-at the market in the morning. ient; while on the other hand Titus showed tha t hi s purpose "All replied the clerk. "I'll attend to it. It was to impress the girl with his importa nce an d make h er clo eel at 95, but may opc.n a point higher from the look feel that she owed him a favor in retu!n of things, which will be in your favor." One day Titus came in while Bob was eat in g with the Next morning Bob watched for the opening quotation girls and saw that it was 95 3-"-"The four were having a high old time, and the ma rgi:l Basing his profits on that he figured out that he had clerk felt that he ought to be included in the good time, too. cleared $3,500 on the

10 LUCKY IN WALL STREET. "You can t get a light r epast in D e lmonico 's for mu c h less." "Delmonico's Have you been telling these young ladies that you lunch at Delmonico's ?" "No. But this lunch suits me as well as a Delmonico lunch. "What do you know about a Delmonico lunch?" sniffed Tit u s "I've beard you can get tip-top things there. Ever lunch at that establishment yourself?" I should say I have," replied the margin clerk pomp-ously "I g uess I'll have to take it in some time," laughed Bob. "They don't let like you in the dining room." "How do you know they don't ?" "Because boys couldn't pay the price." "That doesn't apply to me. I'm a small capitalist "A m i ghty small one, I guess," snorted Titus "There's your bell now. Run along, sonny. The young ladies can d ispense with your society." "I guess it's time for us to go, too," said Miss Peters, l ooking at Miss Pratt. "Don't hurry, young ladies," said the dude clerk. "You're welcome to remain as long as you wish. In fact, I might say that your presence here is like a couple of s u nbeams The two visitors :failed to go into raptures over the comp l iment. In :fact, they didn't even smile, but rose in some haste, and without noticing the clerk said good bye to Nannie and walked away. Miss Bachelor also rose and carried the cups, saucers and plates into the lavatory without paying any attention to him, either It was rather a pointed snub, and Titus was greatly taken aback. As a matter o:f fllct, the three girls were not pleased at the way Titus had spoken to Bob, trying to make little of him in their presence, and they showed their resentment by giving him the cold shoulder. Titus went back to his desk feeling as mad as a hornet, and he that the only way he could get satisfaction was to take it out o:f Bob. About ten o'clock next morning Mr Littleby called Bob into his room "I want you to take a package containing two Wes t Shore bonds down to George Gallagher, No. 1 Broadway. His office is on the e l eventh floor." "All right, sir "On your way back stop in aJ; Lawyer Goodrich's office, at 115 Broadway, hand him this note and bring me back his "Yes, sir," said Bob. "If Mr. Goodrich should give you a legal document fetch it in here. If I'm engaged with Mr. Mallison in his office sit down and wait till I come in." Bob got his hat and was presently on the street. He delivered the package of bond s to Mr. Gallagher and then made his way to the lawyer's office, handed Mr. Goodrich the note addressed to hin1 and received a legal document in retum, with which he hastened back to the office. Littleby wasn't in his room, so he asked the cashier if that gentlqman was engaged with Mr. Mallison. R eceiving au answer in the affirmative he returned to the private room and sat down to await Mr. Littleby.'s ap p earance He picked up a copy of a :financial daily that lay on the boss's desk and began reading the late st ticker news. He was very much interested in a paragraph which stated that two Western railroads were reported as beihg about to. consolidate when Walter Titus entered the room with a paper in his hand. He looked at Bob, who appeared to be taking things uncommonly easy. 'fhe young messenger, after glancing at him, resumed his reading. "Well, upon my word, young fellow, you seem to have a soft snap in this office!" the margin clerk said in an un pleasant tone. "What makes you think I have?" replied Bob, coolly. "What are you doing in here?" demanded Titus. "Studying." "Loafing, you mean," retorted Titus angrily. Bob made no answer, but went on reading the paper ''What are you stuuying ?" asked rritus curiously. "How to mind my own business. It wouldn't be a bad plan pn your part to take a few lessons in the same thing." "How dare you talk to me in that manner?" roared tbe margin clerk furiously. "I thought you needed the information." "You young whippersnapper, take that!" He stepped forward and fetched Bob a slap across the :face that made the boy's cheek tingle unpleasantly. 'l1hen something happened that rl'itus wasn't looking for. Bob dropped the paper, jumped to 11is feet and smashed the margin clerk in the hard that he staggered back against the door ju st as it was opened and Mr. Littleby walked into the room. "Hey! Hey! What's this ?'t demanded the broker, push ing 'ritus away, for the clerk had trod on one of his coins. "Bob Carson hit me a blow in the eye,'' replied Titus, smothering his rage in the presence of his employer. "What's the trouble between you and Titus," Littleby asked his messenger. "He slapped me in the :face," replied Bob, "and I won't stand that :from anybody_" "He insulted me," gritted 'l'itus. "If you wiU let me e:x.i>lain, sir, I'll tell you how the thing happened,'' said Bob. "Explain, then," answered Littieby sharply. Bob told how he was sitting quietly in the chair beside the desk reqdiug a copy of the "Daily Argus" and waiting for Mr. Littleby according to his instructions, when came in. He recited the margin clerk's remarks and the answerf\ he had gi en back. "He got mad because I told him he'd better learn how to mind his own business, and slapped me in the face. Then I struck him back. That's the whole thing." "Well, I won't have this sort of thing in my office. Un derstand that, both 0 you. What brought you in here, Titus?" j'


LUCKY IN WALL STREET. 11 "I came to hand you this paper," replied the margin clerk deferentially. "You can return to your desk," said Littleby, taking the paper. "What did you bring .from Goodrich?" he asked, turning to Bob. "This legal paper," replied the boy, handing it to him. Littleby unfolded and glanced over it. He scowled as though l;ie were not pleased with its contents. "Tell Mr. Mallison I want to see him a moment," he said to Bob. The boy canied the message to the elder member of the firm, and then returned to his seat in the waiting-room. CHAPTER VIL BOB'S GALLA.NT ACT. The margin clerk was in a mighty bad humor when he returned to his desk. He felt he was in for another black eye, and he hadn't forgotten the guying he received over the former one he got from Singleton. "Hello! Whaf.s the matter with your eye?" asked the second bookkeeper, whose desk faced his. "Run against something?" with a suspicious grin. "Nothing is the matter with it," scowled Titus. "No? Well, it looks bad. Better send Carson out for a piece of raw beef or an oyster to put on it right away, or you'll have another decorated optic in the morning." "Mind your business, will you?" snarled the clerk. The second bookkeeper said no he put the other two clerks on to Titus. The junior clerk, whose name was Fred Barton, pretty soon found an excuse to consult Titus about some matter. After he got his answer he looked at the margin clerk sympathetically. "What have you been doing to your eye, 1\1r. Titus? It looks--" "Cut it out!" growled Titus. "I don't want any remarks on the subject. I got a cold in it last night." "I had a cold in one of my eyes like that once," said the junior clerk, smothering a grin, "and I cured it with a raw oyster. They say that's a sure remedy." "Go to thunder!" roared Titus with a red :face. Presently Bob went through to the liwatory. The junior clerk called him over to his desk. "Get on to the fine eye Titus has got," he said. "He must have run into some kind of an obstruction while he was away from his desk awhile ago." "He did," replied Bob. "He ran against my fist." "Go on, Boh You didn't hit him, did you? We'd have heard the racket if you two had been scrapping in the reception-room." "It didn't happen in the waiting-room." "Where, then? Out in the corridor?" "No, in Mr. Littleby's private office." "The dickens you say!" cried Barton in some astonish ment. "Tell me how it came about." Bob told him what occurred between him and the margin cleA in Littleby's room. "You must have given him a dandy punch," chuckled the junior clerk. "I guess he won't forget it in a hurry. I'm sorry I didn't get a couple of more in. He's been trying to sit on me ever since I came to work here." "We've all noticed that he appears to hold a grouch against you. He's jealous because you're so thick with 1\Iiss Bachelor. He's sweet on her, and she barely notices him. She doesn't seem to fancy his style, and I dcit't blame her." "Yesterday, when I was eating lunch with Miss B achelor and her friends, Miss Peters and Miss Pratt, he came along and tried to make me feel like thirty cents before the girls. I felt like punching him then and there. I believe I would hav done so, only I didn't want to make a scene before Miss Bachelor's visitors." "Well, he'll have a nice bl;ck eye again to-morrow," said Barton, turning to his work. It wasn't long before it was known all over the c oun ti n g room that Titus had got his damaged eye from Bob, and he heard about it after awhile. That made him furious against the young messenger, and he began to consider how he qould get back at the boy. He wished he could get Bob in trouble with the firm so as to bring about his discharge. That would have been balm to his soul. A few days later Bob learned that a big broker by the name of Lumley was buying all the shares of D. & P. he could get. It was known as a good reputable stock, but just at pres ent it was selling lower than usual in the market It was then going at 80. Bob looked up all the information he could obtain a b out D. & P., and was satisfied it was worth buying on genera l principles, without reference to a possible boom. Accordingly as he had money enough to put up on a marginal deal of 500 shares he went to the little bank and left an order with the margin clerk for the purchase of that much D. & P. for his account He dropped in at the bank that afternoon on his way home and found that the stock had been bought at 80, and that the bank was holding it subject to his order. Bob hardly ex'pected the stock to go above 90, if it went as high as that. An advance of ten points, however, would give him a profit of $5,000, and that was a very satisfactory outlook. Next day the price was down 78 5-8. That fact didn't greatly worry Bob, though, for he knew it would have to go down about ten points before he would be wiped out, and until he was actually cleaned out there was always the chance of the price going up again. From his general knowledge of D. & P he thought there was little danger that it would drop to any extent. He figured that it was due for a rise, and moreover Bro ker Lumley was still buying the stock whenever it was of fered him in the Exchange. For several days D. & P. hung around 79, and then it advanced to 81. Bob rubbed his hands with satisfaction when he saw the quotation on the tape. "I wish I had 5,000 instead of 500 shares of the stock," he said to himself as he returned to his seat. While ob was building aircastles around D & P. a


LUCKY IN WALL STREET. poorly-dressed but very pretty girl opened the door ancl] A small express wagon, such as are utiliz e d to carry walked into the office in a shy kind of way. valuable packages, came da s hing along down the s treet as "Who do you wish to see, miss?" asked the boy, getting j the girl was crossing, and she sprang back just in time to up and going to her. save herself. "Is Mr. Littleby or Mr. Mallison in?" she asked in an embarrassed way. "No, miss, but Mr. Mallison will be back from his lunch any moment Please take a seat," said Bob, treating her with as much deference as though she were a duchess. He never treated a person who looked poor any different from one who seemed to be well off. If Bob was behind the age in this respect it was greatly to his credit He always followed the golden rule strictly, because his mother had taught him to pay strict attention to it, and he believed everything his dead mother had said was right. The fair visitor sat down on a c4air and looked at the rug on the floor. Bob watched her out of the corner of his eyes and won dered who she was and what business she had with the firm. "She's got the face of an angel," he said, "but she looks as poor as Job's turkey." 1'he longer Bob looked at her the more interested he became in her. In fact, he could hardly keep his eyes off her. "I'd like to know her," he mused. "She's different from most girls I see. She is not a gadabout or a flyaway. If she were dressed in silks I'll bet she'd be just as modest and sweet as she looks now." In about ten minutes Mr. Mallison entered and went di rectly to his private office. Bob got up and went to the girl. "Mr. Mallison has just come in, miss. If you will t e ll me your name and give me an idea of your business with the firm I'll announce you to Mr. Mallison." "l\fy name is Miss Manson. I came to see if I can sell a few shares of railroad stock belonging to my mother." "All right, Miss Manson. I'll tell Mr. Mallison." Bob went in and told the broker that a young lady named Manson was in the waiting room, and that she wanted to sell some shares of railroad stock. "Show her in," said Mr Mallison. Bob did so. In about five minutes she came out of the privde room and left the office. Mr. Mallison's bell rang at that moment and Bob went in t o see wha.t he wanted. "Take this n,ote down to Mr. Megrim, of No. Broad Street. You may have a small package to bring back," said the broker Bob put on his hat and left the office. As he reached the main entrance he saw Miss Manson j ust leaving the curb to cross the street. She couldn't pass up the sidewalk toward Broadway, where she was apparently bound, because a large safe was being lifted to the sixth floor of the building next door, and the red danger sign' \Vere lying on the walk as a warn ing to pedestrians 'rhe heavy truck on which two burly men were working tho windlass blocked up a part of the street, and a touring automobile standing on the opposite side made the passage for vehicles still narrower. Bob saw that she looked frighten e d at her narrow e s cape, antl hesitated after the wagon had gone by. "I guess it's up to me to see her across," said the boy, stepping forward to tender his services. Before he could reach her she continued hei: way. Unfortunately, she did not notice that she was walking right in front of a cab that was coming down from way. The driver shouted at her. 1 She then saw her second danger and tried to avoid it as before. 'rhis time she tripped ancl fell with a scream of fright. Only that Bob was close beside her at the moment she would certainly have been run down and badly injured, if not killed. He stooped, s eize d her in his arms and swung her out of harm s way just in the nick of time. The girl's face was white as snow, and Bob thought she was about to faint. "Brace up, Mis s Manson he whi s pered in her e ar. "You' re saf e I'll take you right acro s s." Mechanically the girl permitted hin1 to lead her to the other sidewalk. "The re, now, you're all right," said ,Bob, reassurin g l y She stood and looked at him in a dazed way. Sh e was tre mbling s o much she could hardly s tand, s o he gave her the s upport of one of his arm s "I'm so fri ghte ned," s he fl.uttered. "I don't wonder," repli e d the young messeng er. "You h a d a narrow e s cape from that cab. However, a mi s s i s a s good as a mile." "You saved my life," she said, gra s ping him b y the arm and fl.ashing a look of gratitude in hi s race. "I'm very, very grateful to you." "You're quite welcome, Miss Man son." "You know my name!" she s aid in s urpri se. "I don t remember--" "You don't r e memb e r me, eh ? W e ll, I'm, the boy who took your name in to Mr. l\ialli s on when you were in his office a s hort time ago." "Why, so you ar e," she answ e r e d with a faint s mile of recognition. "I am very glad I was at hand to be of servi c e to you, miss, and I hop e I shall see you again," s aid Bob eagerly. "Mamma will want to thank you for s aving m e from being run over. We live at No. -Eas t 130th Street." Bob took out his pencil noted the address on one of his cuffs. "Would you mind telling me your name?'? she asked. "My name is Bob Carson. I'm :mes senger for Littleby & Mallison." "Thank you. I feel better now, and will not d e tain y ou longer. I thank you once more for what you did for m e and shall be very happy to have you call and see u s if you care to do so." "I shall be very glad to call, Miss Manson, and I tha nk you for the invitation." He raised his hat to her politely anil they separat ed.


LUCKY I N WALL STREET. 13 CHAPTER VIII. A MINING STOCK SWINDLE. Bob hurried to make up for lost time, b u t his mind was engrossed with the fair girl whose life he had saved He was tickled to death to feel that he had rendered her so important a service, and that the opportunity was his to meet her again and improve the acquaintance. Just why he was so much taken with Miss Mans o n he could not explain to himsel, except that she was the love liest girl he had ever met in his lie. In spite of her comparatively poor attire s h e was de cidedly attractive in his eyes, and her appare n t poverty rather appealed to his sympathy "She's a nice girl, and a good one, too, I 'll swear t o that," he said emphatically "I mean to call on her and her mother in a day or two. They can't really be so very poor if they have railroad stock for sale It strikes me they are people who have seen better days and come down in the world. At any rate, fa.ere is nothing common about Miss Manson. She ac.ts very ladylike, indeed." When Bob presented his note to Broker Megrim he was told to wait. The trader went to his safe, took out some certificates of stock, wrapped them up and handed them to the boy. "Give that package to Mr. Mallison," he said Bob carried it back with him to the office and handed it in to his employer. Later on, when Bob came back from the bank; where his :firm kept their account, Mr. Mallison called him into his office. "You can go home n.ow, Bob," he said "On your way uptown I want you to leave this package and this $190 at the borne of Mrs. John Manson, No. East 130tb Street. Here's a receipt for the money that you will request Mrs Manson to sign. Understand?" "Yes, sir," replied .Bob, his heart bounding at t h e idea of calling so soon on the young lady and her mother. "Tell Mrs. Manson that I made the best trade I could for her shares o:f D. & G.," said the broker. "Explain to that I exchanged them for $200 cash and 1,000 shares of Solid Silver mining stock at fifty cents a share. Tell her that she had better put the mining stock away, as it's likely to go to a dollar a share inside of six months That will give her a profit of $500 more than if I sold her ten shares of D. & G. for cash at the market I o nl y charged her $10 commission on the whole transactio n which you can inform her is a very moderate fee for the serv i ce." "All right, sir, I'll tell her what you have j u st sa id. "You can impress the fact upon he r that she h as done extremely well with her stock, and that we a lways do the best we can for our customers." "Yes, sir. I'll tell her that." "That is all. You can go now." Bob put the money in his trousers pocket and the package of stock in his jacket pocket and started uptown He got off the Third Avenue elevated at the 129t h Street Sta ti on, and was soon ringing the bell o:f a cheap at No. Rast 130th Street, where the Mansons lived. He had to walk up fou r fli ghts of stairs to reach t he top floor, and there he found the girl herse1 waiting at the turn of the balusters to see who was coming up "Why, Mr. Carson, is it you?" she exclaimed with a smile of welcome. "Wait till I go round and open the sitting-room door Bob waited and was presently ushered i nto a small an d n eatly furnished front room. I didn't expect to call so soon," explained Bob, "but Mr. Mallison asked me to stop here on my way home and leave some money and a package of mining stock for you r mother "I'm sure we'r:e ever so much obliged to you," sa.i

LUCKY IN WALL STREET. mind that Mr. Mallison had dumped the Solid Silver stock purely prospects at first, and most of them never get beyond on the Mansons to get rid of it himself. that stage. Let one of these mines strike paying ore, and It didn't jibe with Mr. Mallison's reputation to sell a really amount to something, and every man or clique of stock at fifty cents that in his opinion was worth $1, and men who has taken title to ground in the immediate vicin for which he could get $1 in the near future. ity will take advantage of the fact to boom their own prop Littleby & Mallison were not in the habit of doing busi"flrties. 'rhey'll issue glowing prospectuses telling how close ness that way. they abut on the new producer, and how it stands to reason They were accustomed to look after No. One first, last that if paying silver is being found 100, or 200, or even 500 and all the time. feet from the boundary of their claims, the lode or vein Singleton wasn't the only customer who had complained must necessarily run through their mine as well. They of their sharp practices JYithin Bobi knowledge, and the print maps and diagrams purporting to prove this fact, but boy had every reason to believe that they never let a chance no real mining man is taken in by such specious reasoning go by to feather their own nest, no matter at whose expense. -but plenty fools at a distance are caught by the bait, He had begun to take such an interest in the Mansons and the speculators live and thrive on the money obtained Ruby, that he entertained a strong from them." ilon to their bemg defrauded in any way by the firm for "You say you can get all the shares of Sohcl Silver you whom he worked. want at 25 cents a share, and that, in your opinion, it isn't He knew that it would make him mad if he found out worth that?" said Bob. that Mr. Mallison had buncoed Mrs. Manson with the Solid The broker nodded. Silver shares. "But a friend of mine paid 50 cents a share for some Whatever his suspicions were a.t the moment he was too yesterday imder the impression that that was its market prudent to express any opinion on the subject until he had value." obtained proof one way or the other. "Well, it was quoted at 50 cents for a few minutes yes-So, after half an hour's pleasant conversation with Mrs. terday," said the broker. "I haven't much doubt but the Manson and Ruby, he took his leave, promising to call figure was reached by a series of wash sales, which is a com again at an early date, and assuring Mrs. Manson that she mon trick among some brokers when they want to estab should hear from him right away in relation to the mining Iish a basis for a trade." stock. "I think it is a swindle to sell a person stock at a price Next morning he noticed to his satisfaction that his own far in advance of its salable value," said Bob indignantly, D. & P. stock had gone up another point and was quoted "and I think there ought to be a law to reach and punish at 82. persons doing it." "That puts me $1,poo ahead of the game so fur," he told "It certainly is not at all regular," replied the broker; himself "If it goes up eight points more I'll be well satis"but it's done right along, just the same, and I haven't :fled with the deal." heard of anybody gqing to j ail for doing it." About noon he was sent on an errand to the Mills Build-Bob thanked the broker for the information and returned ing. to hi& office thoroughly disgusted with Mr. Mallison, and On his way back he stopped at the offiee of a well-known wondering how he could break the news to Mrs. Manson in and reliable Curb broker and made inquiries about Solig a way that would not get him mixed up in the matter when Silver the lady came to the office to put up a s tiff kick, as she "That stock is little better than a wildcat,'' was th_e anprobably would as soon as s he found that she had been vicswer he got from the broker. "I can buy loads of it on the timized on the mining shares. Street for 25 cents a share, but I don't consider it is worth the price. As a matter of fact, it's a drug on the market, in common with a score or more of similar stocks that have a :fictitious valuation on the market report. If the party for whom you are seeking information has any of it for sale you may tell him from me that he'll find it a hard matter to dispose of it at any price. If he has an idea of buying any, just tell him to leave it alone, as well as any other mining stock in the same category. It is not a real pro ducer. It is hardly more than a prospect as yet. The little ore the mine is shipping is of a low grade that barely pays for the handling. Until a mine is in a position to c1eclaTe a dividend once in awhile I've got no use for it." The broker made no bones about telling what he thought about the class of mining properties of Which Solid Silver was a sample. He said the Street was flooded with worthless, and next to worthless, minillg stock, whose only excuse for existence was to catch suckers with. "Speculators are locating mines every day almost in the silver belt of Nevada," he exjllained to Bob. "They are CHAPTER IX. BOB IS IDSCH.A.RGED. When he got back to the office Bob took a look at the tape and saw that D. & P. had taken a jump to 85. During the day Bob discovered that there was a big demand in the Exchange for D. & P. shares. The demand, however, was greater than the supply, and the price went up as usually happens in a case of that kind. A bear movement made against it in the afternoon, but had little effect in unsettling the value. The stock kept right on going up, and closed at 89. From all indications it looked as if the price would go well up in the nineties, so Bob decided not to sell yet awhile. After thinking the mining stock matter over he decided not to commit himself in writing, but call on M:r;s. Manson and tell her just what the Curb broker had told him. Accordingly he got off the train at 129th Street, as be fore, and went over to the Manson on East 130th Street. I


LUCKY IN WALL STREET. 15 "I suppose I have surprised you again, Miss Manson," said Bob when he met the girl on the top floor landing, "but I liaYe s o mething to tell you r mother a b out her min ing stock that I didn't think I could exp l ain fully by l ette r so I took the liberty of calling instea d of writing." "You are very kind t o take s o much troubl e Mr. Cars on,'' sai d Ruby. "It is no troub le, I ass u re y ou. I am v ery glad t o do y ou a n y li t tl e i:i.ervice I can M r s Manson greete d h i m i n the sitt ingroom, and h e got down t o business with out delay I con s ul ted a well-kn own b roke r to-da-y, w ho i s a n a u thorit y on m i ni n g st o ck, a n d I regret t o say his conclu s ion s a r e n ot i n y ou r favor," began B o b Mrs Manson looked dist u r b ed and R uby anxi ou s "'l'he Soli d Si l ver stock is real l y not worth fifty cents a share, and would even be di:fl'cult to sell at twenty -five cents A l though Mr Mallison is my employer I am obliged to say that I don't think he has treated you fairly. Your daughter ought not to have allowed h i m t o suggest the deal in questi o n He ought to have paid you cash for your D. & G. shares. Furthermore, I have found out the shares were quoted at 7 2 in the market at the time your daughter was in the office, and they have not been lower since. They closed at 73 and to-day they are 74 1-8. By allowing you only the opening price of the day, which was 7U, he took advantage of your daughter's lack of knowledge of Wall Street." Mother and daughter wete clearly much distressed by this information "What wdul d you. advise me to do?" asked Mrs. Manson. "Well, I think both you and your daughter ought to call at the office in the morning around eleven o'clock and see Mr Mallison Tell him what you have learned. I will give you the name and address of the Curb broker. You had better call on him first and verify my statements. You can tell him about the deal your daughter was persuaded to make with Mr Malli s on, and ask his advice. It would be advisable for you to do this in your own interest. You see, I don't want you to tell Mr. Mallison that I put you wise to the state of things, for that would get me in serious trouble with the :firm, not that I care particularly whether 1 continue with them or not, but it woul d be better for me to leave them voluntarily than be discharged." O h, I wouldn't mention your name for anything," said Mrs. Manson. "I will call on the broker you refer me to." "That' s right. Here is his name and office address on Broad Street." Bob then told them all the broker had said about cheap mining stocks, and how it was best to avoid buying such t h ings. "When you put it up to Mr. Mallison strong he may be induced to settle the matter by taking back the Solid Silver shares and giving you the money he charged y o u for them. I am rather surprised that he should take such advantage of you in so small a matter as $500. Really, it wasn't worth the trouble Mrs. Manson thanked Bob for the interest he took in her affairs, and assured him that she looked upon him as a valued friend. Bob then took his leave and went home. Next mornfug t her e was exci t e ment to burn in the Stock Exchange over D. & P. A regu lar b oom set in and by noon the stock was selling at 9S. B o b was out on an errand at the time and during his a bsen c e Mrs. Ma n s o n and R uby called on Mr. Malli s on. They ha d prev i o u s l y vi site d the Curb broker and ex p l a in e d t he situatio n t o him. H e t o ld. Mrs. M anson point-blank that Mr. Malli s on had defr a ud e d h e r d a u ghte r by indu c ing her to accept the S o lid m ining s tock at fifty cents a shar e in place o f the cas h. He tol d h e r he doubt e d if s he would be a bl e to g e t more than twenty cents a s h a r e for the s tock at t he outside. Ur. Ma.llison receiv e d them in.his private room and afte r liste n i n g to M r s Man s on 's comp laint put up a big defenc e and fair l y bluffed them out of the matter so that they h a d to ret i re withou t receivi n g a n y satis faction. Bob met them in the corrid or as h e was r e t u rning to the. office and they tol d hi m abou t the uns ati sfact or y result of their inte rview with M r. Malli son. It happe ned that Walter Titus ca me alon g and heard a portion of the con versatio n and h e reported it to Mr. Ma ) lison. The result was t hat w h en Bob ente r e d th e office the bro ker called him i nto hi s priva t e room and aske d him what he had been saying to M r s Man s on and h e r daught e r in the corridor. When the boy decl in e d t o sta t e w hat h e h a d bee n talking about, on the gro un d t hat it was a m a tter, Mr. Mallison then stated w h a t Tit u s h a d r e port e d h e had over heard, and Bob o f act ing aga in s t t h e interests of the firm. "You told Mrs. Man son that I h a dn t t r e ated h e r right," scowled Mr. Mallison. "Do you deny t hat?" "No, I don't deny it. If you t hin k i t isa fai r d e al to un"' load a bunch of comparatively wort hless stoc k on a c u s tomer whose ignorance of the matte r m ade he r an e a s y niark, I don't," replied Bob b o l dly "How dare you criticize my act i ons? T ake your hat and g e t out of the office. I won't have you aroun d h e r e anoth e r minute, d'ye understand?" "All right," replied Bob coolly. "!'m JUSt as, pleased to leave as you are to have me go. I d o n t lik e your methods, anyway I hear e n ough about --th e m in th e Street, and see more than I want to in t h e office. I've e nl1eavorec1 to do my duty to you and Mr. Littl e by, and neither one of you can say that I haven't d o n e the thino by you. Therefore J shall b e oblige d t o you to WTite 0 l k I d t me a letter of recommendation, as I tun eser v e l you--" Mr. Mallis o n used an exp r ession th a t w ouldn t look well in print and smote the top of hi s d esk wit h h i s fis t in a great rage "Get out of he re, you impert in ent young jac k anape s or I '11 kick you out "I don't think i t would be well fo r y ou t o try ki ck me out, Mr. Mallison, as I haven't done any t hing to deserve such treatment. Since you have discharged me I w ill go to the cashier and get what's c o ming to me, the n I won't trouble you a n y m o re It d oesn't d o a b o y a n y good to work for a firm tha t has a rep u ta tion for s harp prac tice."


7 16 LUCKY IN WALL STREET. "You young puppy!" roared Mr. Mallison, springing to his feet. "I've a .great mind to--" "Whati?" asked Bob, looking the angry man squarely in the eye with so resolute an expression that the broker hesi tated. "Get out!" he said snarlingly, turning and reseating himself at his desk. "All right, sir. Good-afternoon," and Bob walked out side. ,, He' went directly to the cashier and asked for what was .due him. That gentleman was naturally surprised, and asked for an explanation "I've had a little scrap with Mr. :Mallison, and he told me to go, so I'm going." "Oh, I guess he didn't mean it. Mr Littleby thinks there isn't another messenger in the Street like you. Even if Mr. Mallison discharged you M;r. Littleby will counter mand it." "No, he won't," replied Bob. "I'm through with this office even if Mr. Littleby was to ask me to s ta y which I think isn't likely. He couldn't very well overrule his part ner's wishes." "Well, wait a moment till I go in and see Mr. Mallison about it." The cashier entered the private room and soon returned with orders to pay Bob his wages to Saturday and let him go. "I'm sorry you're going to leave us, Bob," said the cash ier, as he handed the young messenger the money. "You're the best boy we've ever had." "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Haywood. We shall remain good friends, I hope." "Undoubtedly," replied the cashier, shaking him by the hand. Bob then went into Nannie Bachelor's den. "Good-bye, Nannie," said. "I'm going to leave you." <1 What's that?" replied the girl in surprise "I'm leaving the office," explained Bob. "Leaving the office!" "Yes. I had a run-in with Mr. Mallispn just now and he fired me good and hard." "You don't really mean that," she said incredulously. "Yes, I do. There's my week's wages, and I am now a person of leisure." "Why, Bob!" "I don't mean to lose you altogether, Nannie. I'll be around Wall Street and I shall make it my business to see you occasionally. Give my regards to Miss Pratt and Miss Peters. Tell them that even the best friends must sometimes part, but that I will endeavor to see them whe:a the opportunity offers." "My gracious! So you are really going? I'm awfully sorry." "Surest thing you know of." "Does Mr. Littleby know about it?" "Not yet; but he'll learn about it when he comes back from the Exchange." "I don't think he'll like the idea of you going '?-way." "Qan't help it. Mr. Mallison has the right to bounce me if he wants to, though Mr. Littleby did hire me." "What are you going to do? Look for another position?" "Maybe. Or I might go in business for m y self." "Go into business for yourself ? Where?" "In Wall Street." "As what?" asked Nanni e in' surprise. "As a speculator on my own account." "Why, the idea! Have you got money to s peculate with?" "Sure, I have. Wads of it," grinned Bob. "Can 'OU keep a secret?" Of course." "Most girls can't, but I'll trust you Read that memor andum. It shows I've put up $5,000 as margin for 500 share91 of D. & P. at 80. it was selling at 98 a little while ago. It may be at par now. l it is I can sell out at a profit of $20a share, or $10,000. At that rate I don t have to worry about hustling for anoth e r job." "My goodness! Who would have thought you were worth I all that money?" "I made most of it in the market since I've been working for this firm." "Is that really so?" "Yes, it's really so." At that moment Titus appeared with a paper for the stenographer to copy. He looked at Bob with an air of triumphant s ati s f act i on. "You got the bounce, did you?" he chu c kl ed. "It i s n t more than you deserve. I reckon you won't get a n othe r job down here in a hurry. You'd b ette r take a glide now. I've got business with Miss Bachelor." "Do you want to know what I think of you?" said B oll. "You're a sneak and a tale-bearer. You overh e ard a f e w words I said to two people in th e corridor and you report e d it to Mr. Mallison. You think yourself a man bu t you aren't half of one. You are nothin g but a cont e mptibl e cur." "How dare you talk to me that way ?" d e mnadcd Titus, furiously. "Because you deserve it. Ever y b o d y in the office knows what you are, and they have a s little to do with you as possible." "You insulting puppy, get out of h e r e!" and Tituf1 grabbed Bob by the arm, intending to put him out of the counting-room. Bob was only waiting for an excuse to get back at his enemy. He snatched his arm away from the margin clerk's grasp and gave him a punch in the jaw that set his teeth rattling like a pair of castanets. Then he said good-bye to the stenographer and walked out of the office. CHAPTER X. BOB OPENS AN OFFICE. Bob went directly to the Stock Exchange and spent the rtlst of the afternoon up to three o'clock watching the bro kers on the floor. The chief excitement was around D. & P., which ad vanced steadily to 102, at which :figure it closed for the da y "I'm about $11,000 ahead on the deal so far," Bob s aid himself, as he left the Exchange and walked to a lun c h house. "I guess I'd better sell out before a slump set s in for it strikes me this figure can't be maintained very long." ;


LUCKY IN WALL STREET. 17 "Hello, Bob, 1).ow's Littleby & Mallison ?" asked a mes senger named Joe Ferris, who came in and took a seat beside him. "'l'hey seem to be in good health," replied Bob. "I wouldn't want to work for them," said Ferris. "They've got a fierce reputation. It's a wonder you wouldn't try to cut loose from them." "I have." "You have!" exclaimed the boy. "When did you leave them?" "About two hours ago." "What, in the middle of the week? Got another job?" "No.''. "Then how came you to quit "so suddenlJ? Any trouble?" "Yes. I told Mallison that he didn't treat a certain customer right, and he got mad as a hornet and bounced me." "Oh, well, you'll get another position somewhere in the Street if y ou look around for it. J:'d just as soon do noth ing as work for Littleby & Mallison. I don't see how you stood it so long." "Littleby always treated me well, and I liked all the people in the office except Walter Titus, the margin clerk. He was the cause of my discharge, and I gave him a good slug in the jaw before I got out to pay him for it." "And what did he do to you?" "Nothing. He's like all sneaks-a coward." boys continued 1t o converse until they had finished i.heir lunch, and then they parted. Bob said nothing to his aunt when he got home about the trouble he had had at the office, and next morning 'he went aown to Wall Street as usual. He met Nannie Bachelor at the corner of Broadway and walked with her down to the office. He went up with her on the elevator and left her at the door. On his way back to the elevator he met the janitor of the building, with whom he was on friendly terms. ''Hello, Mooney!" he said. "Fine morning, isn't it?" ''Faith, it is," replied Mooney .. "Got any offices to rent in the building?" "I have a suite of three on the nixt floor, thot's spoken for) I belave, and a small one on this floor. Maybe you'd like to rint the small one?" grinned the man. "I would if the price was right." "The price is right enough for thim that can afford to pay it." "How much is it?" Mooney told him. "Can I see it?" "See it, faith! What for?" H I'm thinking of hiring it." "It's a foinc jolly you are givin' me." "No jolly at all. I want to rent a small office somewhere in Wall Street, and I'd rather get it here than in any other building." "G'wan now with your kiddin' I" "Don't you believe me?" "Sure, I don't. What would you want with an office? You're missinger for Littleby & Mallison." "I'm not working for Littleby & Mallison at present." "Faith, Y,OU were Y,isterday, for I seen you in their office." "I left them yesterday afternoon." "What was the trouble?" "Mallison and I had a scrap." "Is thot so. And are you lookin' for another job?" "No, I'm looking for an office." "What for?" "To go into business." "What business?" "Stock brokerage." "Go on, now Y 9u are makin' game of me, so you are." "No, I'm not, Mooney. Do you suppose the agent will rent me the office if I ask him?" "I have me doubts." "Let me see it, anyway, will you?" "All right. Corne along and I'll give you a glimpse." The janitor opened the door of the vacant room, and Bob decided that it would suit him all right. "I'll see the agent about it/' he said. "I'm afraid you'll only be after wastin' your time. The offices aie only rinted to responsible people." "Isn't my money as good as anybody's?" "Sure, it is! but bein a b'y you ain't responsible." "You lease the offices from May to May, don't you?" "Sure, we do." "If I put up five months' rent in advance can't I get the room up to next May?" "Have you got so much money?" asked the janitor in credulously. "I may have enough to buy the building for all you ]mow." "You might, if somebody lift you a fortune." "Well, so long, I'll see you again." Bob went around to the little bank on Nassau Street and ordered his 500 shares of D. & P. sold at the opeiillg of the market. He waited at the bank until he got word that the sale had been put through at 103 1-2. 'l'hat gave him a net profit of $11,500, and raised his capital to over $16,000. He drew a small amount on account and went around to see the agent of the building abo.ut the office. The agent laugh ed at him at first, but when Bob pulled ouir his roll and offered to pay five months' rent in advance the man asked him what he wanted the office for. Bob told him how he proposed to utilize the office. Finally the agent said he co.uld have it till the first of next May on the terms he offered. Bob then said that he thi1ught he ought to be entitled to interest on the money he advanced as security. The agent agreed to allow him the current rate of inter est, and so Bob got the office, and started out at once to have it furni s hed up to suit his fancy. As he was going out of the front he ran against Li!tleby. His late employer seized him by the arm and dragged him to one side. "You had trouble with Mr. Mallison yesterday and he discharged you." "Yes, sir." "Well, I've fixed the matter up so that you can come back. I told Mallison that you were too good a messenger to lose just because you happened to forget yourself and


18 LUCKY IN WALL STREET. /, say some thing s you ought not to have done. Come right upstairs and take your s eat in th e w aitin g -room "Sorry, Mr. Littleby, but now that I'm out, I'm out'for good." "Do you mean to say that you don't want to come back?" "That's about the size of it, sir." The br9k er looked disappointed. "Have you got another position in view?" "No, sir. I'm not going to take another position. I've hired an office on your floor n.nd fan going in business for myself." Going in ,business for yourself almost gasped Littleby. "Yes, sir." "What kind of business?" "I'm going to speculate in stocks on my own account, and for anybody else's account that wants me to do business foT them." "Great Cresar Why, you're only a boy!" "No use of my trying to deny that fact." "Where do you expect to get the money with which to speculate?" "I've got a few dollars t o beg in with." "And you've actually hired an office on the s i xt h floor?" "I have." \ J.iittleby looked searchingl y at hi s la te messenger. He began to s1tspect that the r e was some thin g b e hin d this move of Bob's. Somebody must be backing th e boy an d u s in g hi m a s a blind to cover operations of a secr e t nature for in his opinion it was preposterou s that hi s l a t e office boy could open an office on his own accoun t He determined to ferr e t the matt e r out. might be a good thing in it for him and l\fallison. The only way he could succeed w a s by keeping on friend ly terms with Bob. So he wished him success in hi s new venture, and told him if he could be of any service to him to l e t him know. "Thank you, l\'Ir. Littleby, you are very kind," said Bob, privately wondering at the broker's friendly attitude. Littlety then took the elevato r up s tairs, while the boy started off to hunt up an office furnishing store. The furniture was delivered late that after noon, and next morning a paint e r cam e and was soon busy putting on the frosted glass panel of the door : ROBERT CARSON, Stocks and Bonds. While he was at work Walter Titus pas s ed along tne corridor, and stopped to see who the new tenant was. "Robert Carson," he mttttered. "I wonder if that is nny of Bob Carson, our late messenger?" "How do you like the sign, Mr. Talebearer?" said a voice behind him. He swung around and found' himself face to face with / Bob. "If you think that you injured me by having me dis charged from the office you' r e jus t as mi stake:n as if you'd lost your suspenders. Mr. Littleby wanted me to come as I'm going into business on my own hook I had to refuse. want an office boy by and by. If I / do I'll keep you in mind." Titu s cast a .. venomous look at Bob and hurric::d to his t own office, while Bob chuckled to himself and entered hi8 office. CHAPTER XL NANNIE BACHELOR AND HER TWO FRIENDS LUNCH WITH BOB IN HIS OFFICE. When Fred Barton, Littleby & Mallison's junior clerk, went to lunch he saw the newly-painted sign on the door of Bob's office. 1 "Robert Carson!" he exclaimed, stopping short and looking at it. "I wonder--" At that moment the door opened and Bob out. "Hello, Barton!" cried Bob. '(Step in and take a look at my office." 1 "Your office!" ejaculated the juniorr clerk. "Sure thing," faughed Bob. Don't you my name on the door?" "But that isn't your name." "Isn't it? Well, I had idea that it was, seeing that I paid a sign painter for putting it there.'' B ar ton allow e d Bob to u s her him into the room, which was fit ted up in a way that looked like busine ss. "Say, Bob, wha t does this mean?" asked the junior cle rk with a puzzled look. "It m e an s I'v e gone into business. Isn't that clear enoug h from the s ign?" "But y ou're only a1 boy. How can you expect to. do an y bu s iness in s to c k s and bond s ? What do you know about stock s and bonds, anywa y ?" I know a whole lot." "Wh y you were mess enger at our place less than six month s and you couldn't have learned much about the brok e rag e bus in ess in tha t time." "I was three y e a rs in Bate s Munyon & Co.'s office in Bos ton, and I wasn't m e sseng & r all that time, either. For six month s I h elc1 down a tall s tool at one of the desks, and I learned a whole lot about the stock brokerage "This i s the fir s t I've heard of that. How came you to take up with the messenger business again?" "I couldn't pick up anything better in this town when I came here, so I took hold at that line agaj.n, hoping to work myself up "I heard Littleby wanted you to come back," said Bar ton. "He did. I met him in tlie corridor and h e told me that he had fixed things up with Mallison so I could re turn, but I told him that I had decided to become m y own bos s for the future." "He must have thought you crazy." "He looked s urpri sed, but wound up by wishing me 1uck and offering to help me all he could.'' "The dickens he did! Did you tell him that y ou h a d money?" "I told him that I had a few dollars." "You must have s omething, that s s ure., e lse you c ouldn't hire an office in tills building and furni s h it in bang-up s tyle. Did you get a legacy latel y ?" "No. All the mone y I've got I made myself." "I suppose you saved roos t of your wages in Boston.'' "No. I never made enough to save a great deal. Still I m anaged to save enough to speculate on the Boston mar-


LUCKY IN W ALIJ "STREET. ket, and wh e n I came here I had a :few hundred dollars in m y clothes." "A :few hundred isn't much to open an office on." "Oh, I made a :few hundred more speculating while I was carr y ing messages :for Littleby & l\fallison.'' "That so? You never told me anything about it before." "It isn't a good idea to tell everything you know in this world, even to your b est friend. A still tongue they say i s a good business asset." "I guess you're right, Bob," admitted Barton; "but I don t see how you exe.ct to do any bu s iness in Wall Street at your age." "It will take time to get established, but I guess I can afford to wait :for things to come to the front." "Well, I hope you'll get along, Bob," said the junior clerk in a tone that had a doubtful ring to"it. "The people in our office will be paralyzed when they learn you have branched out as a :full-fledged broker. Titus will say he sees your finish, but the rest, including Miss Bachelor, will be glad to see you get on. f> "I. saw Titus this morning. He was standing looking at m y sign when I came up. I asked hin1 how he liked it and lum as I expected to hire an office boy soon I would keep him in mind for the job." Barton laughed heartily. "That was a rough dig at him, Bob," he s aid. "Not rougher than he deserves from me." "Well, I must be getting to my lunch," said the junior clerk. "I'll go along with you," said Bob. About half-past three that day Littleby dropped in at Bob's office and took in the surroundings with a critical eye. was more than ever sati s fied that some broker backmg the boy :for a purpose, and he wits anxious to learn what that purpose might be. He chatted in a friendly way with the young broker, en deavoring to pump him, but he couldn't find out anything more than that Bob was simply out for himself. "He' s pretty sharp," muttere'd Littleby after he had taken his l eave. "Won't let the secret get away :from him. However, I'll keep my eye on him, and Malli s ontwill, too. It will be a cold da y if we don't get to the bottom of the s cheme, whatever it is." Bob knew that Mi s s Bachelor left her office a little befor e five as a rule s o he s tpod in the corridor till s h e came along. "I want to s how y6u my office, Nannie," he "Dear me, s o you've actually opened an office, Bob." "I have." "That's what Mr. Barton told all o:f u s this afternoon when he got back from his lunch. He s aid you had a fine little office all ready :for business." "So I have. Step right in and look at it," said Bob, unlocking and throwing his door open. "You have got a nice the girl said, as she looked around. "You are certainly an ambitious boy. By the way, how did you come out on that stock d e al you were tell ing.II).e about when Mr. Titus interrupted you?" "I cleared $11,500 on it." "Gra-cious As much as that?" 'iYes." "I'm glad to hear it." "Thank you, Nannie. I know I always have your best wishes. Say, can't you bring Miss Peters and Miss Price in here to-morrow at lunch time? We'll take our lunch in here. I'll have a little spread brought up from the lunch house on Pine Street if you girls will honor me with your company. What do you say?" "I'll ask them to come." "That's right. I'll look :for you between twelve and one." Bob then escorted Nannie as far a s the Brooklyn Bridge entrance, wh e re he put her aboard a car bound :for Brook lyn. Next morning Bob read in the papers that the report wail current on good authority that the M. & 0. road had been consolidated with the M. & N. The young brqker took notice at once. Some months b e fore he had seen a paragraph in a finan cial pap e r, whose sources of information were considered re liable, that the M. & 0. road was in difficulty, and that the only way it could e s cape getting into the hands of a receiver was to make a d e al with the M. & N. line. Bob had trie d to keep r track of the matter, :for the stock o:f the M. & 0. was dropping lower in the market all the time, and h e knew if s uch a d e al was put through the M. & 0. sto c k would take on a boom. From time to time he saw notices about the M. & C. road stating that negotiations w e re s aid to b e under way looking to a consolidation with the M. & N., but one tliing or another blocked the deal. On the day that he s e v e red his c onnection with Littleby & Mallison Bob saw a s mall pargraph which intimated that the con s olidation was look e d upon in many quarters as an assure d fact in the near :future. While in the g allery of the Stock Exchange the day be fore he had noticed a well-known broker buying all the M. & 0. shares offered him. This had set him thinking, and he had about decided to buy 1 000 s hares himself on the chance that something would come of it when h e the story in the morning paper. "If M & 0. doesn't go up to-clay on the strengtli o:f that I'll b e much mi s taken. I'm g oing to 'take a long chance, at any rate, that it does go up." So he went to the littl e b ank and ordered the margin clerk to buy 1 500 shares o f M. & C. :for his account. He handed i n his certifi ca t e of d eposit :for $16,000 to cove r the margin on the d e al i'e c e iving $1,000 cash back which he put in his sa f e as soon a s he reached his office. M. & 0 had once been a s hi g h as 65, b'ut it was now going at 40. "If the bank can g e t those s hares and the consolidation turns out to b e a fact I'll beL I'll clear over $25,000," Bob s aid to himself. Altho u g h muc h ex cit e d o v er the prospect of making a good haul h e dic1 not forget to order a nice lunch to be sent to his office at half-pa s t tw e lve. It was all read y anc1 waiting:. wh e n Nannie Bachelor and her two ,friends walked i n with their lunch packages in their hands, Miss Nannie carrying the hot teapot and the other two girl s the cups and saucer s "Hello, girl s !" gre e t e d Bob. "Make yourselves at home." "Oh, m y haven t you a swell little office!" exclaimed Miss Peters and Miss Pratt in a breath.


LUCKY IN W .ALL STREET. "Xou needn't have brought your lunches, young ladies," gaid Bob. "l told Miss annie that I would order a spread from a Pine Street lunch-house, and there it is wait ing for you to pitch in and eat it." "We thought you meant that we were to dine on the same old plan we used to do in Nannie's den," cried Miss Pratt. "Not at all. Just leave your packages pn top of my desk. Here is a plate for each of you. Help yourself to whatever you see. There are chicken, ham and sardine sandwiches. Take your choice." "My, what a fine lunch I" cried Miss Peters, her mouth watering at the display. "You're the nicest boy in the world." "Thanks, and you are one of the nicest girls in New York." Miss Peters giggled and the other two laughed. "Here's a paper napldn for each of you." "Isn't this too nice for anything," cried Miss Pratt, flashing a bewitching loo k at the young broker. "So you are actually in business for yourself, Mr. Carson." "Looks like it, doesn't it?" "No doubt of You look all ready for business." "I am. Haven't you got a few thousands you'd like to speculate with ?" "I wish I had. These sandwiches melt in one's mouth." "I'm glad they hit your palate," smiled Bob. "Don't eat too many or you won't have room for that apple pie or a slice of angel cake." ".Angel cake cried Nannie. "Sure. Here it is," said Bob, uncovering three slice s. "I never eat it myself. It's too sweet, something like you girls." "Oh!" chorused Miss Peters and Miss Pratt. The lunch proved to be a great success, and Bob declared that they must eat with him again in the near future, whereat the girls laughed and said they would be delighted, with an accent on the "de." CH.APTER XII. BOB MAKES A BIG STAKE OUT OF M. & C. After the girls left his office Bob walked over to the little bank to find out if the M. & C. had been purchased for him. Finding that it had, and was held by the bank subject to his order, he went on to the Exchange and was soon in the visitors' gallery looking down on the stirring scene on the floor below. The big broker was still buying M. & C. stock around that road's pole, and Bob was satisfied there would be some-thing doing before long. He noticed that the price of the stock bad gone up five points since morning, for the newspaper story had created something of a demand for it, and many brokers bought the stock for private speculation. It went up another point while he was in the gallery and closed at 46, thereby putting Bob about $9,000 ahead on the deal within a few hours. "This is what I call making money. I've been pretty luck y in W a.ll Street since I came here, and now that I'm out for myself I stand a show of making my .fortune in the course of time." said Bob in great glee, as he left the Exchange and went back to his office. He remained there until four o'clock reading the :financial papers he had subscribed for, and then went home. Next morning he was down at nine o'clock, and busied himself with the daily market report and the morning pa pers until the Exchange opened, when he took his place in the gallery once more. The morning papers printed a lot about the excitement over M. & C. the previous day at the Exchange, and they said that while the consolidation had not been confirmed officially there seemed to be little doubt that it was an ac-complished fact. The brokers seemed to view the matter in the S!lme light, for they got busy around the M. & C. pole just as soon as business opened for the day. A great many shares of the stock exchanged hands, but still the supply was not at all equal to the demand, and the bidding for it rushed the price up to 52 by noon. There it stopped for awhile, for the more le.vel-headed traders were not yet sure in their own minds about the reality of the consolidation .At three o'clock Bob returned to his office and figured up his profit in sight. It amounted to something over $17 ,000. The eYening papers that catered to Wall Street interests devoted considerable space to the advance in the value o:f M. & C., and they said there seemed to be no doubt about the consolidation, as the officials of the M. & N. road, when approached on the subject, refused either to confirm or deny it. Bob didn't know that he had been followed to the Ex change that day by Walter Titus, acting under orders from Littleby, and to keep tr.b on his moYements. Titus reported that U10 young broker remained in the gallery of the Exchange watching the brokers. "Was that all hB did?" asked Littlcby. "Yes, sir," replied the margin clerk. Next morning Titus followed Bob again. The young broker gave his whole attention to M. & C., and by noon it had slowly advanced to 54. 'rhen the official annouhcement of the consolidation was made and great excitement ensued among the traders on the floor. Inside of fifteen minutes 1\L & C. stock was bid up to ii5. .After watching Bob for nearly two hours, Titus came to the conclusion that the boy was merely killing time in the gallery of the Exchange, so he returned to the office and re ported his opinion to Mallison .At two M. & C was the center of the greatest excitement of the season, and had reached 70 3-8. Bob decided that it wouldn't go much higher, and believecl that the moment the excitement subsided the price would drop back in the sixties. "Thirty dollars a share prafit is good enough for me," lie said to himself. ".Any one who wants to may hold out for the last dollar, but I'm afraid to take those kind of chances. I'm not going to spoil a good thing by getting hoggish over it." .Accordingly he walked around to the little bank and ordered his stock sold. It went like hot cakes, and next day when the bank set tled with him he fuew $45,000 in profit on the deal which his shrewdness had got him into.


LUCKY IN WALL STREET. 21 He was now worth $61,000 and he felt pretty inde pendent. Littleby dropp ed in to see him that afternoon. "Doing anything, Bob?" he asked curiously. "Oh, yes, I manage to keep busy." "I heard you spend your time in the Exchange gallery." "Well, I might spend it in a great deal worse place," replied Bob. "That's true, but there is no money to be made merely looking down at the brokers," said Littleby. "That depends." "On what?" ,.-"Whether you're interested in what 's going on." "I don't catch your meaning." "I mean if you're long on a stock that's going up you can be making money at the time that you're watching the traders." "Are you long on the market at present?" "I was but I sold out yesterday at a good profit that will pay my expenses for some time to come." "What stock was it you were inter ested in?" "M. & C." "How did you come to get in on that?" "By keeping track 0 the situation ever since the first suggestion of a consolidation was printed in the papers about four months ago." Littleby loo.keel at hi s late messenger in some astonish ment. "Do you mean to say that you've been watching M. '& C. all that t:iille ?" "Yes, sir." "Did you spec ulate any while you were with us?" "I did." "You must have money." "I have enough to keep the pot boiling." "Look here, Bob, you're a kind of mystery to me. Are you working for yourself or for somebody else?" "I' m working for myself I haven't met any one yet who wants me to do business for them." When Littleby returned own office he told Mallison. that he guessed Bob was...-.eally out for himself and not, as they had supposed, for some other trader "The boy has evidently got money'. He as much as ad mitted that he made a good haul out of M. & C. I think it will pay us to work him for his little stock of fleece. All is fish that comes to our net, Mallison." A day or two afterward Fred Barton, th e junior clerk at Littleby & Mallison's, dropped in to see Bob. "Say, Bob you want to keep your eyes skinned "For what?') "Littleby and Mallison." ';How so?" "They're out after your doughbag." "That I so? How did you l earn that?" "I heara them talking in the wash-room this morning about how they intended to do you." "Very kind of them, I'm sure. So they're going to do me if they can." "That's their intention." "Any iaca of the scheme they think of working?'1 "No. They didn't speak about that. "Well, I'm much obligea for the tip, Fred." "You're welcome. I thought I'd put you on your guard." After the junior clerk had gone away Bob sat back in his chair and wondered how Littleby & Mallison proposed to get the better of hill. "I'd like to give them a taste of their own medicine," mused the boy. "More than one brok e r has tried to get back at them, but few have ever succeeded They're about as foxy as any two men in New York." That afternoon Bob ordered a Pearl Street carpenter to make a small solid oblong box, with a plain lock to it. He had l,t stained and varn,ish'ed the color of Then he secured a number of bags, such as are used to hold specimens of gold or silver ore, and h e had these bags filled with small chunks of anthracite coal. He got a couple of bags of rich gold ore from the assay office by depositing security their actual value in money These bags he marked for identification and placed among the coal bags .in the top layer of the box. The box was inscribed "Gold Ore," in big letters and in small ones underneath were painted, "From the Solid Mine, Jasmine County, Nevada." He placed the box in a prominent place on the floor and against one of the walls of hi s office where it would at once attract the notice of a visitor. About this time he called at the Manson flat on West 130th Street. He received a warm welcome from Ruby and her mother. "I've made a change since I saw you last," he said to them "The clay you called on Mr. Mallison I had a run-in with him about the he had treated you, a:q.d he dis chirrged me from his office." Both Mrs. Manson and Rub y seemed much concerned, and said they deeply regr etted that they had been the in advertent cause of his lo s ing his sit uatio n. "Don't you worry about that," laugh e d Bob. "I in tended to leave Littleb y & Malli son sooner or as I didn't care much to work for such shifty brokers. I am now in business for myself." "In business for yourself!" exclaimed Ruby, in some surprise. "Yes, and I want you and your mother to come clown and visit me. Here i s my card. I am in the f)ame building and on the same floor with Littleby & Mallison." They said they would be glad to call some time "Come clown Saturday about one o'clock, will you, and I'll take you o'Ut to lunch," said Bob. After some hesitation Mrs Manson sai d that if nothing prevented they would call at the time sta ted. "Very good. I'll look for you. Now, I want you to let me have those 1,000 shares of Solid Silv e r stock that Mr. Mullison worked off on you at fifty cents a share. I'm 1 going to try and sen it b ack to them if I can at $1 a share. I've got a scheme that may catch them. It may not go through, but it's worth trying." "I shall be glad to get my money back if I can," replied Manson. "Has the price gone up?" "It's quoted at 37 cents, but I don't believe I could Eell it on the curb for more than 25 or 30 cents." "Then how do you expect to get a dollar for it?" "By working a litle bit of sharp practice on Littleby & Mallison-giving them a dose 0 their own medicine. It's something I 'don't believe in, but in their case I think it's


LUCKY L WALL STREET. excusable, for they surely swindled you with the stock, and it is fair to get back at them in any way that offers." Mrs. Manson got the stock and handed it to Bob, and he carried it away with him, promising to do the best he could in lwr interest. CHAPTER XIII. The news of this was telegraphed to New York and by ihrce o'clock the stock was quoted on the Curb at 90 cents a share. Bob, uncertain whether his scheme would succeed or not, determined to take advantage of that figure in Mrs. Man son's favor and he sold her 1,000 shares at 90 cents, thus getting her $500 back and giving her a profit over Littleby & l\fallison's skin game of nearly $400. TRIMMING THE BROKERS. "There, now, that will make her happy, no matter how I Bob carried l\fanson's shawt of Solid Sih r er mining may come out. I may lose $4,000 or $5,000, if my scheme stock to his office and locked them up in his safe. fails, but fixed Mrs. Manson in good shape," he told Then he went down to the Curb market and began to look himself. "She and Ruby will be grateful to me, and it may for more of the stock. make me solid with the girl, though I stand pretty well He gradually accumulated 10,000 shares at an average with her, anyway, after saving her life." price of 25 cents. About half-past three Littleby walked into"'Bob's office. When he nad secured all that appeared to be in sight he "What's this report in the 'News' about a box of rich started around among offices of the Curb brokers and specimens of ore from the Solid Silver mine that you have picked up 10,000 more shares at the same price. on exhibition? Is that it yonder?" He had now in his possession pretty near all the stock of "Want to see them?" asked Bob. the mine in New York. "Certainly," replied the broker. "Is it true about that ext morning he went to JeTSey City and bought 5,000 rich strike of gold ore reported as made at the mine?" shares there, all he could find, at the1same price. "I couldn't tell you that, l\Ir. Littleby. I'll show yon When he came back to New York he invited the subthe gold ore I have on exhibition." editor of a certain Wall Street daily to his office to se(l sGme Bob pulled the box over, opened it, took out the two bags valuable specimens of gold ore he had received from the of gold ore and removing the string from them dumped out West. their contents. When the newspaper man called, Bob opened his ma"There, feast your eyes on that and tell me what you hogany stained box and selecting a couple of bags apparthink of it." ently at random opened them and submitted their contents examined them carefully and was satisfied that to his visitor for examination. they would assay very high. The sub-editor pronounced the specimens to be very rfch "Where did you get all this ore, Bob?" he asked. in gold ore. "That's a secret, Mr. Littleby." When he return.eel to his office he wrote up a paragraph "Are you interested in the Solid Silver mine now?" about them and it was printed next morning. "To a certain extent I am. I've got a few shares of the Before ten o'clock Bob had half' a dozen Curb brokers stock foT sale." in his office looking at the specimens, which they declared "What are you asking for it?" to be :fine. One dollar." The result was a was made by these traders to buy "Why, it closed at 90 cents a little while ago!" up Solid Silver stock. "I know that, but I expect to see it go up to-morrow to Harclly any of it came to the surfa-0e, and the bidding over $J." became so spirited that by noon as high as 60 a sh are was "How many shares have you for sale?" offered for Solid Silver stock. "Any part of 25,000." Telegrams were sent out to Nevada for further informa"You are selling them for the company, I st1ppose ?" tion, and it happened that one of these inquiries reached Jo. I'm offering them on my own account, as they the brokers in Goldfield who were exploiting Solid Silver belong to me." for the company. "Well, I'll take the bunch at $1." The firm didn't know what the thing meant and hastily "All right. Make out your check and I'll deliver you communicated with the manager of the mine. the shares at once." The manager was as much at sea as anybody else over the "I'll send it right dawn to you," said Littleby. "I'll mysterious rise of Solia Silver on the New York Curb, and take a few of these specimens, if you don't '.mind, to show. judged that some enterprising traders had cornered the supl\[allison." ply in the East and were working a boom. "Help yourself," replied Bob. At any rate he saw a chance for the mine to participat e Littleb:v seized a handful and dropped them in his pocket in the boom, and so he telegraphed to the principal news In a few minutes Fred Barton, the junior clerk, came in agencies that a big strike of fabulously rich gold ore had with Littleby & l\Iallison's check for $25,000. been made in the mine, and he instructed the mine's bro. ''Littleby sent me in with this check and told me to bring kers to boom it on the Goldfield market. back 25,000 shares of Solid Silver mining stock, Bob." A great deal of excitement began to center around Solid ''That's right. Here are the certificates. See that they're Silver in Goldfield, and the stock began to bound upward. all 0. K." As a natural consequence the San Francisco and other "You f\eem to be doing some business, Bob," said Barmining exchanges were similarly affected, and Solid Silver ton, as he looked the certificates over. was boosted all around. "Yes, a little. I like to deal with easy marks."


LUCKY IN WALL STREET. 23 "Who do you call easy marks?" "Well, Littleby & Mallison are pretty easy after all, but I hope you won't tell them I said so," laughed Bob. "Sure, not, but it's the first time 1 ever heard them called easy. They are usually quite the opposite." "I know they are; but the shrewdest men sometimes over reach themselves." About ten minutes later Barton came in again, just as Bob was preparing to go home. "Here's a note for you, Bob, from Littleby, but I want to warn you that there's some trick behind it." "Some trick?" "Yes." "Any idea what it is?" "It's connected with that box of Read the note and see what it says." Bob did so. lt ran as follows : "W1iat in thunder does this mean?" he gasped, in con-sternation. As the pair of rascally brokers uttered exclamations of rage at the discovery that the bags contained coal instead of golden nuggets, Bob Carson .banged open the doors of the and confronted them with a grin on his face. CHAPTER XIV IN WHICH BOB COMES OUT AHEAD. At that moment a Curb broker named Flint entered the room and was a witness to the discomfiture of the two raders. "How do the specimens of ore strike you, gentlemen?" laughed Bob, enjoying the consternation <;if his late em,. players. "Confound you, Carson! What kind of a game is this?" roared Littleby angrily. ''What do you mean, Mr. Littleby?" asked the boy "Bpb Carson: Drop over to the office for a couple of suavely. minutes. "J_,ITTLEBY." "What-d.o you mean by palming off coal for golden nuggets?" "While you're oYer there Titus will be sent over here to "I beg your pardon, I didn't palm off coal, for gold nugget away with the contents of that box," said the junior gets." clerk. "Yes, you did. You told me these bags were filled with "Is that their game?" gold qua rtz." "I overheard them fixing it up." "You're mistaken, I showed you two bags filled with "Then I'll lay a trap for 'l'ij1s. Go back and tell Litquartz and asked you what you thought of the ore. I made tleby that I've just stepped Green's office next door on no re1erence to those other bags." a small matter of business, and that he may look for me in "This is a put-up job on us, and we'll 'make you smart five minutes. l he should ask you if I locked up my office for it." you can tell him that I did not." "Excuse me, Mr. Littleby, but will you tell me by what "All right," said Barton, walking away. right you and Mr. Mallison presumed to sneak iuto my ofThe moment the door closed behind the junior clerk firo when you thought I,was 1 out, open that box, which is Bob hauled the box of alleged specimens into the center of my pri vate property, and proceed to steal those bags under the room, took out the two bags of gold ore, shut the the impression that they contained dch quartz? I think if cover of the box, but left the key in the lock. anybody is in danger of smarting for an underhand piece Then the young broker opened the folding doors of the of business it is you two, so I wouldn't be too hasty about upper half of the combination bookcase, revealing an empty threatening other people," said Bob coolly space "How dare you accuse us of trying to steal anything?" He tossed the two bags in, fallowed himself and closed snorted Mallison. the doors. / "I dare accuse you because the evidence against you is The office was now apparently without an occupant. plain. You've got half a dozen of the bags in that valise Within a minute the door of the room was cautiously you brought in, which shows pretty conclusively what your opened and looked in. ,object was in coming to my office. Own up like men that eeing that the room was vacant he stepped in, followed I've caught you with the goods and I'll let the matter drop; by l\1allison, who carried a satchel in his hand. otherwise yQu may run against a whole peck of trouble. "Quick!" sai d Littleby. our chance, provided You know what your reputation in the Street is. If tliiR we can break open the box. By George! The key is in the thing gets out, and Mr. Flint here is an accidental lock. Was there ever such luck! Open the satchel and of your underhand proceedings, it will give you a black we'll dump the bags into it." eye in earnest. If you take my advice you'll withdraw to Littleby knelt be ide the box and flung open the cover. your office with your satchel and take your set-back quietly. "l: ow, then, get a hustle on, Mallison," he said. In consideration of the fact that I was some time in your They commenced to throw the oags into the valise when employ I won't say a word about the matter, and probably Mallison said: Mr. Flint will also agree to keep mum if he is asked to." "They seem plaguey light for ore specimens." 'l'he two brokers looked and .felt like thirty cents, to use "So they do," said Littleby, weighing one in his hand. a common expression He tore open the mouth of the bag and looked inside. They had been fairly caught at a rascally trick, and there "V\Thy, this is nothing but coal!" he roared, throwing it was no loophole handy through which they could evade the on the floor 'in disgust. responsibility of their actions. Mallis .on opened the one he held and made the same disThey knew only too well that their reputations on the covery. Street were not any too sweet, and that if their attempt to


24 LUCKY IN WALL STREET. loot the box of alleged gold specimens got abroad they would be generally shunned by their business associates. Bob's caustic words riled them greatly It would lrnYe given them a whole lot of satisfaction if they could have choked him then and there. He had them where the hair was short, and the only thing left for the foxy gentlemen was to retire from the scene of their discomfiture as gracefully as they oould. Littleby turned to Flint. / "This is all a mistake, Flint," he said. "Carson here has just been playing a trick upon us and he's trying to make all the capital he can out of it, like a boy will, you know, when he catches his at a disadvantage. I hope you won't say anything about what you've seen, for it would make us look .kind of small I am bound to admit that Carson has got the better of us on thi; occasion, and though it goes against our grain to admit defeat at the hands of a boy who was formerly our messenger, I don't see how we can help ourselves. Come on, I\Iallison, dump out those bags of black diamonds, and we'll get back to the office." Without another word to Bob, the slickest firm of brokers on Wall Street withdrew with as much dignity as they could muster. Bob then closed the door and told Flint how and whv h e had put up the job on Littleby & Mallison. "They swindled a widow who sent them ten shares of D. & G. to dispose of at the market, which was 72 at the time. They should have sold the stock and sent her the money, less their commission. Instead of that they per suaded her daug'hter to accept 1,000 shares of Solid Silver mining stock at 50 cents, which figure was a :fictitious one, being obtained through some wash sales engineered with the help of a brokerage firm friendly to them. To the shares they added $200 cash, $700, instead of $720 she was really entitled to, and they had the nerve to deduct $10 commission from the cash payment, just as if the trans action had been wholly honest. It was the cause of my quitting their employ I said some pretty plains truths to Mr. Mallison about the matter, and he got his back up and bounced me. Well, I determined, if the opportunity ever presented itself, to get the lady's money back from this tricky firm. In my endeavor to do this I bought 25,000 shares of Solid Silver at 25 cents, day before yesterday My idea was to corner the Eastern supply, and I succeeded witho11t any trouble, as nobody the stock, and were glad tc}.. get rid of it. I then got up this box of pretended specimens and had an account of it printed in the 'News' this morning in order to create the impression that a rich vein of gold had been discovered in the Solid Silver mine. It was rather a risl{y experiment, as it was natural to expect that the Curb would send out to Goldfield for a of the report. Quite a number of Curb traders came in this morning, looked the two decoy bag;i of real gold quartz over and were :ipuch impressed with the richness of the ore. They started off to buy Solid Silver stock right away on the chance that the facts were as alleged. Their efforts to get it sent the price up. This flurry wouldn't have lasted over an hour if the report of a gold discovery in the Solid Silver mine had been promptly denied. It seems that it wasn't denied for some relison which I cannot explain. On the contrary, a boom was started in the stock in Goldfield and on other Western Exchanges. That fact put my little scheme through successfully. I sold the widow's thousand shares to a broker named Brown at !)0 cents, and after the Curb Exchange clos'ed Littleby came in here to investigate the specimens to sec if they would account in any way for thi! boom. I then offered 'him my 25,000 shares of Solid Silver shares at $1, and he snapped them up, expecting to sell them to-morrow at a considerable advance, for the mining market is now in a strong bullish mood oYer Solid Silver. Although I have personally made over $18,000 profit on the deal, my purpose is not to let Littleby & Mal lison realize a profit on those shares. I shall furnish the papers with an explanation of the boom, and to-morrow morning when the Curb Ex-change opens for business I fancy Solid Silver will take a big slump. Nobody will be hurt except Littleby & Mallison, and the single broker who paid 90 cents for 1,000 shares, and he can't lose more than a few hundred dollars." Flint chuckled at Bob's story and told him he was a cleYer boy. "The reason I called here myself was to get a look at those specimens, for I meant to buy some Solid Silver my self to-morrow. Since you have put me wise to the scheme, why, of course, I won't buy any. I'm obliged to you for the tip, and will do as much for you if the chance offers. Let me see those real specimens, p1case. Bob showed him the contents o.f the two bags. "By Jove! These are rich for fair Where did you ge1t them?" "At the assay office down the street." "Well, you're a dandy, upon my word," laughed Flint. "And the other bags are full of' coal, eh?" "That's what they arc,'' grinned Bob. "I wouldn't be surprised but you' ll make your mark some day as one of our shrewdest traders,'? said Flint. "You certainly trimmed those two brokers in great shape."

LUCKY IN WALL STREET. in the :financial district was chuckli,ng over the doing up of the foxy firm by the boy trader who had lately been their messenger. CHAPTER XV. CONCLUSION. The trimming of Littleby & Mallison at once gave Bob Carson a reputation in the Street. Brokers who had hitherto been ignorant of his existence began calling on him at his little den in the Bassett Build ing in order to make his acquaintance, and to tell him what a smart young fellow the thought he was. When he was pointed out on the street other traders went up to him and shook him by the hand, saying how glad thex were to lmow him, and congrntulated him on doing what nobody else had succeeded in bringing aboutthe humbling of Littleby & Mallison, who were cordially disliked by all the square brokers of Wall Street. As for Littleby and Mallison themselves, they were so sore at Bob that they put their heads together and tried to think up some sclieme to get back at him. They were also out something like $20,000 on the Solid Silver mining stock they bought from the boy with the expectation of realizing from 50 to 100 per cent profit. They h.'Ilew that Bob had made what they had lost on the deal, and they figured up that altogether the boy must be worth quite a tidy little sum. The second day after Bob had worked his Solid Silver scheme was Saturday, and Mrs. Manson and Ruby kept their promise to call at his office. They walk : ed in a few minutes before one, and Bob wel comed them like old friends. After they had admired his little office Bob said: "I've got rid of your stock, Mrs. Manson "Did you get Mr. Mallison to take it back?" she asked "No. I sold it to a broker on the outside after I had engineered a rise to 90 cents." "Did you really sell it for as much as that?" "I did. I am }'eady to give you the $500 you titled to in the first place, and $400 more, less my com mission of $12.50." Ruby and her mother were very much surprised, not to say delighted, at the result of the young broker's effort in their behalf. They said they couldn't thank him enough for his kind ness. "Don't mention it, Mrs Manson, I was determined you sh ould lose nothing through that unlucky deal with Little by & Mallison. Now I will tell you how I not only sold your stock at a profit, but how I made over $18,000 myself out of Solid Silver." Whereupon he told them all about the scheme he had worked, and how he had caught the foxy brokers when they were not expecting to be done up by a boy. :Mother and daughter thought Bob the smartest boy they had ever heard of. It was two o'clock when he took them to a nice restaurant on Beaver Street to lunch, and after the meal he escorted them home. While he was alone a few minutes in the sittingroom with 1\frs1 Manson he told he.r that he was very much attracted to Ruby, and asked her if she had objection to his calling regularly on her daughter. She had no objection whatever. In fact, she was highly plea sed to think that so desirable a young man wished to pay attention to Ruby. Bob then asked the girl herself if he might call on her a couple of times a week, and take her out occasionally, and she said he could do so. On the following Monday Bob discovered, through over hearing a couple of brokers talking the matter over, that a syndicate had been formed to boom S & D. stock He immediately bought 5,000 shares of S. & D., which was going then at 53 For some days S. & D. showed little life, hovering around the price Bob paid for his 1:Jilock of shares, then it began to rise at a smart rate. When it reached 60 it began to attract attention from the traders, and the newspapers commenced to print rumors about it. 1 The outside public now got interested in it, and the com bine got its brokers to start the boom in earnest. Inside of a week it was quoted at 75. Then those on the inside began to unload quietly on the public As soon as Bob noticed that thousands of shares were changing hands he began to consider that it was high time for him to get out before anything happened. So he gave the bank orders to sell his shares,. and they went in lots of 1,000 shares at an average of 76 1 2. He cleared a profit of $115,000, which, added to his cap ital, made him worth about $195,000. "Anybody who says I'm not lucky in Wall Street does n't know what he's talking about," thought Bob. "If I wasn't lucky I never could have made almost $200,000 in a fe w months from a start of a little over $500. Yes, I'm lucky all right, and it's better to be born lucky than rich. I'll be t there are a lot of old graybeards who have spent most o f their lives in the district WTestling with the Wall Street tiger who are not near so well off as I am. If my luck keeps on it will only be a question time when I'll be able to call mys elf a millionaire." It was about this time that Littleby '& Mallison sent a fascinating lady to Bob with a hundred shares of M. & N. stock to sell for her Of course the boy i;rader didn't Imow that his late em ployers had sent the lady to him for the purpose of getting him into serious trouble. The stock in question was the remains of a block which had been forged by a clever engraver who was spending a fourteen year term in Sing Sing for the crime. All but those 100 shares had been recovered by the com pany and destroyed. They had never turned. up because Littleby & M:allison had kept them hidden away in their office safe hoping the time might come when they could work them off safely The lady told Bob she had found them in an old trunk which had been much used by her late husband, who, she said, been dead several years. Bob believed her and said he would sell them for her. An hour after she left a man, who said he was a Curb broker, called on Bob and asked him if he had any M & N. stock on hand.


26 LITCKY IN WALL STREET. Bob said he had 100 shares belonging to a client The broker saiq that 100 shares would do very nicely. Bob got tl1e stock out of his safe, and the man was writin g his check for $8,800 when Broker Flint came in to ask Bob to buy a few thousand s h ares of a certain mining stock for hin1, as .he didn't want to be known in the transaction. He saw the l\f. & N. certificate in Bob's hands, and observing the number, askec1 Bob where he got it. Bob told him and said he was just about to sell the cer tificate to the broker who was in the room. "I wouldn't, Bob, if I were you," said Flint. "Why not?" "Because you will be likely to get into trouble. 'l'hat is aforged certificate, unless I am greatly mistaken." "A forged certificate!" exclaimed the boy trader. "I'd advise you to send it to the offices of the company, at No .. 1 Broadway; and ask the secretary to, l et you know whether it i s genuine or not. If it is all right the secretary will certify it. If it isn't he'll let you know fast eno u gh." "Here is your check for the stock," said the Curb broker at that moment. "I am sorry," said Bob, "but I will have to postpone the sale of this certificate for perhaps an hour, until I ascertain its genuineness beyond any doubt." "What's the matter with it? Isn"t it all right?" "I have just learned from Mr. Flint that a number of certificates of M & N. stock have found their way on the market. I don't say that this i s one of them, but it is well to be on the sure side. It wouldn't do for me to sell you this certificate as a genuine one and have it subse quently discovered to be a forgery. It would hurt my repu tation as a rising broker." "Let me look at it. Bob passed it over. "I don't see any indication that it's a :forgery I'm will ing to take it if you have no reason to believ e it isn t gen u ine." "No," replied Bob, "I won t part with it until the secretary of the company has certified its g e nuineness. Leave me your address and l'llbring the c e rtificate to your office jf it's all right." The broker did so and then took his leave with an ex ... pression of disappointment on bis face. When he left Bob's office he went clown the corridor and en t e r ed the offices of Littleby & l\fallison. Bob and Mr. Flint left the building s hortly aft e rward, and the young broker went to the secretary's office of the :M:. & N. road at No. 1 Broadway. you a receipt for it, which you can tender the lady when she comes back to your office. Was she an entire stranger to you?" "Yes," replied Bob. "Weil, when she comes back to y ou for'the money detain h er in the office on some pretext and communicate with me by 'phone." Bob promised to do that and took his leave. On his way back he dropped in at the address given b y the Curb broker who wanted to buy t h e certificate. He failed to find his name on the dir ectory in the build ing, and nobody conne cted with the place knew anything about the man. Bob thought that was queer, and s o he c alled on the big broker who had give n him the information about the Solid Silver mine, and' to whom he had afterward referred Mrs. Manson, but this gentleman, who was presumed to know all the Curb brokers, had no knowledge of this particular broker. Bob then waited for the lad y to turn up, but she ne ver did, and he finally telephoned the secretary of the road to that effect. "' "It was evidently a put-up job on you," replied that of ficial. "The woman was acting for somebody e lse, and you were selected on account of your youth and appa r ent inex perience as..,the person most likely to dispose of the cer tificate." That was the end of the incident, and Bob never learn ed that Littleby & Mallison had reaJly been behind the scheme to try and get him into trouble out of revenge. Bob continued to be lucky in Wall Street rigb.t along, and within a year was worth over half a million. He then hired a suite of rooms in another buildinp: and looked out for regular customers. During all this time he called regularly on Rub y Man son, and in the course of time became engaged to her. By the time he reached his twenty-fi r st birthday he was pretty well established as a rising young broker, and then he married Ruby and bought a handsome home in the Bro ix, where he gave her mother a homo with his wife ancl him s elf 'l'o 1.his day Bob CarFon is pointed out as a man who iR lucky in Wall Street, but some of the old traders still re memb e r him as the boy who trimmed tho brokers. 'rHE END. "Will you examine that certificate and tell me if it's all ?" said Bob after being admitted to the secretary's room. Rcarl "JN A CLAS BY HIMSELF; OR, THE "How came this certificate in your possession, y(rnng PLUCKY BOY WHO GO'l' '.l'O THE TOP," which will man?" asked the officer sharply, looking the certificate be the next number ( 149) of "Fame and J!'ortune Weekly." over. Bob exp lained how his lady customer had left it with him to be sold. "Are you a broker?" asked the secretary suspiciously. "Yes, sir. Here is my card." "You are rather young for one. this certificate is not all right. It is a forged one. We have been on the look out for it for two or three years It is the only one which we have not been able to trace. I will retain it, and give SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers 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 SQUARE, NEW YORK, and you will ree'eive the copies you order by retprn mail.


FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. Fame and For t u ne Weekly NEW YORK, JULY 31, 1908. Terms to Subscri b er s ,,,, Coples., ....................... ........ ........ 0 ne g<'PY Three nontha ................................. o:: .............. p ...... .............................. Postag e F r ee. How To SEND MONEY. .05-Gcnts .65 $1.25 2.50 4t our eend P. 0. Money Order, Check, or Registered Letter; re m1tt.ances many other way are at your risk. We accept Post.age Stamps th<;> same as caeh. When sending silver wrap the coin in a separate piece of paper to avoid cutting the envelope. 1'Vrite 1101tr name and address plainl11. .Address lette1 s to Frank T ousey, Publishe r 24 Unio n Sq., New York. GOOD S TORIES. Without the id of a glass, an Australian is said to have written 10,061 words on a postal card. The floor area of St. Petet"s, Rome, is 227,069 square feet, being the greatest. of any cathedral in the world. A city man bad a friend from a Cork farm up on a business matter the other day, and they lunched together at a restau rant. The Cork man ate his meal entirely with his knife. When be was near the end he discovered that he had no fork. "Look here,'' he said to the city man, "that waiter didn't give me a fork." "Well, you don't need one," replied the city man seriously "The deuce I don't!" came from the farmer. "What am I going to stir my coffee with?" The jeweler made a small dot, like a period, on a piece of white paper with a lead pencil. Then he held a large diamond over the dot. "Now look through this," he said taking, up another stone. Through the second stone the dot was trans formed to three dots. "There,'' the jeweler said, "is an easy way for the.average man to tell a real diamond from an imi tation. A dot on a piece of paper looked at through a real diamond, is the same as before; but looked through a fake, it shows double or triple, or it appears blurred, scattered." General Wheeler and a number of his colleagues in the ser vice were once swapping war stories, when "Little Joe" was reminded of one that Jie heard not long before says the "Indianapolis Star." A friend of a veteran of the Union forces once asked whether the latter, in his term of service in the Civil War, had ever killed a man. The old soldier hesitated a moment, and then said: "Well, I think that about the only one was a Confederate, at the first battle of Bull Run. You see, I was footing it in a startling way, and the reb chased me for something over a distance of ten miles; then he dropped dei;d from exhaustion." The stoves of the middle ages, and of the era of the Roman Empire and throughout Germany and Scandinavia generally were built of brick, tiles, or similar material, and were so large as to be stationary, sometimes taking up the whole side of a room, and in the latter country in winter the couches and blankets were spread thereon and the family used them in lieu of the bedsteads of subsequent years. The fire was built at the bottom, and the heat and smoke passed through various flues, distributing warmth before they made their exit to the chim ney. Some of them were faced with porcelain and were highly ornamental. Probably the most novel theater in the world is that which was recently opened at Thale, in Germany. The theater is on the summit of a mountain, and is surrounded on all sides by steep rocks; the seats for the audience are hewn out of the rock, and accommodate 1,000 perso ns, and the stage, which is also hewn out of the rock, is eighty feet long l>Y five feet wide. No artificial scene is used, but the background is formed by the dense forest and by the outlines of the mountains in the dis tance. The dressing-room for the actors is close at hand in the forest, but completely hidden froi;n the audience. The theater is fully protected from the wind, and its acoustic properties are so excellent that every word is heard. Tokio has slums whose poverty reaches the last depth of human degradation. Below the cellars of Paris, the alleys of London, .and the crowded slums of the New York East Side, the Japanese capital reveals a lower gulf, says a contributor in "The World's Work" of September. It is a region that no ray lights. Your moldy ma.n of Paris and your "hooligan" of London do have at times fierce joys and moment of acid pleasure, but the microscopic intensity of 'the distress in the Shitaya quarter of Tokio bars out all hope. ToJi\:io has far too many poor people, and their disposition is a pressing problem. Thousands a're shipped to Corea and Formosa, but the pressure steadily increases, owing to the constant migration of ambi tious Japanese from the provinces of the capital city. Japan carefully avoids all public reference to these great sores o n its body politic. Their existence is hidden from the f oreign visitor. Rarely does a tourist see the slums. J OKES A N D J ESTS. He-What'll ye have, Mirandy? She-I reckon you'd better order, Jabez. I ain't much good at mental 'rithmetic. Mrs. Do?ger (dealer)-So you made it no trumps. Where are your diamonds? Mrs. Gaylife (dummy)-I'd hate to tell you. "You let him hug you in the conservatory." "I did not. I made him remove his arm every time the music in the ball room stopped." Waiter (who has just served tome soup)-Looks uncom monly like fain, sir. Diner-Yes, by Jove! and tastes like it, too! Bring me some thick soup. "But why did you backslide? "Because of the preacher." "How's that?" "He painted the pleasures of the world so beau tifully that it made me homesick." Stage Manager-The girl that takes the part of the sleeping beauty in the show can't go on to-night. Business ManagerWhy not? Stage Manager-She ate a Welsh rarebit and she can't sleep. "Confound it,'' cried the angry husband, "any old thing ap. peals to you if it's only cheap!" His bargain-hunting wife grimly smiled "Don't forget,'' she sarcastically remarked, "that you yourself are one of my character,istic investments. Cadley-How do you manage to quote your friends such low terms for coal? Lightum-It is this way. I knock off two shillings a ton because they are friends of mine, and then I knock off two hundredweight on each ton because I'm a friend of theirs. Husband-I had a peculiar dream last night. Wife-What was it? Husband-I dreamed it was judgment day, and Gabriel had just blown his little horn. As I was assembling my bones you appeared before me. Wife-How strange! Did I say any. thing? Husband-Yes. You asked .me if your head was ou straight.


28 I F .A.ME .A.ND FORTeJNE WEEKLY. THE SECRET MISSION .I By John Sherman. The other house was visited, a meeting held in a room care fully guarded from outside parties, and the business dis cussed and pushe1d to a completion with a rapidity that was almost marvelous. The utmost precautions were taken to keep the affair a profound secret. One night, as I was passing down the principal street of I was cautioned again and again to be more than careful Santa Fe, listlessly idling away the time, and wishing for and watchful, for were it to be even rumored that I was there something to do, I was accosted by a heavily-cloaked indiupon such a mission, my life would be far more endangered vidual, and abruptly asked if my name was not Adams. than it ever had been among the savage tribes with whom I At first I hesitated in replying, not at all fancying the fel-had so long mingled. low's manner, but on second thought I said it was, and in That was about the substance of their not altogether pleQ.Sreturn aske

FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 19 I remember now that a faint suspicion of something wrong I have said they rolled me over the edge of the skiff, and in flashed across my mind-what, I know not; but, putting it doing so one of the turns of the cord that bound my hands aside, and seeing my glass ready, thinking I had poured it caught upoQ. a rowlock, the full weight of my body was thrown out before the little affair of t!1e jolting took place, I clinked upon it, it snapped. like thread, and down I went. glasses and swallowed the liquor at a draught. I recollect leaving the room and standing a pioment on the banquette, but after that, save, perhaps, a faint, uncertain They must have backed off the moment I disappeared, for when I came to the surface, which I did very quietly, the skiff was almost lost to sight in the darkness. memory of .getting, or being put, into a carr}age, all was blank In an instant I had torn the gag from my and was, for I know not how long. for the time, at least, saved. A racking pain in my! head, an intense soreness in my limbs, Swimming slowly, and. withoult noise, I struck out for a and a difficulty of breathing, were the first sensations of revessel, the dim outlines or' which I could see, some distance turning consciousness. below, and in ten minutes was clinging to the fore-chains. It was pitch dark. I felt a chill air blowing upon my face, Without difficulty I aroused the watchman, was hauled up and heard a hollow rp.urmuring-a subdued roar were per-on board, and immediately subjected to a series of questions haps a better e-xpression-as though of water flowing rapidly that came tumbling out one over the other. against some obstacle. Further, I was bound hand and foot, and gagged so securely as scarcely to permit of drawing my breath. That it was not a dream I was only too fully aware, and The following morning returned to the city, sought out the gentlemen to whom I had borne the of paper, and in formed them of the affair They merely looked wise, advised me not to pursue the then the occurrences of the last hours, whether few or many matter, but to get back to my native (?) wilds, or some other I knew not, flashed across my brain. place, just as soon as convenient.' As though by intuition I saw through the whole plot. I did so, and returned to Santa Fe, where I again met the The fancied frien.d, and his kind attentions, the days of secret conclave, and rendered an account of my stewardship. pleasure seeking, the visit to the faro bank, the parting drink, So well pleased were they that they immediately offered the unintentional (?) rudeness of the dark-browed strangerme another commission, which, I need hardly say, I respectall formed one link with another until the chain was comfully declined. plete. While my back was turned, in the act of receiving the man's excuses, my companion had drugged the liquor. What a simpleton I had been not to have seen through'it all! So I thought as I lay, bound and gagged, in that unknown place. It has been said of Macaulay that not only did he retain in his prodigious memory all that he had ever learned, but that he had learned all manner of things no other scholar would have retained. Aside from his astonishingly comprehensive Presently a door opened, a faint gleam of light stole in, and grasp of many branches of human knowledge, he was specially proud of the fact that he knew whole libraries by heart. It immediately after three men, masked, entered, and without a was his boast that, in the event of a wholesale destruction of word lifted me up and bore me from the place. certain classics, he would be able to supply the deficiency out I gave no sign of consciousness, hoping to hear something of of bis memory. It was claimed among other things that he their intentions. could recite "Paradise Lost" without a moment's pause for refreshing his recollection; and that to reel off all the plays of But they preserved a strict silence, and continued on until Shakespeare was only child's play to him. Another English the open air was reached. Here I was instantly placed in a scholar of astonishing erudition was Lyulph Stanley, of whom carriage, which drove off at a rapid rate. Lowell said, "He knows three times as many facts as any man The drive was a lengthy one and when at length the vehicle whatever had any business to know." Stanley is said to have had only one rival, Palgrave, the compiler of "The Golden stopped, and I was lifted out, I saw that we had either left Treasury." "It's an even chance which will return alive," was the city, or else were in some one of the many large parks said when Stanley and Palgrave went on a trip together. When or gardens that reach down to the water's edge. they did come back, it is related, Palgrave was pale, emaciated, There were trees and thick shrubbery on every side, save silent; but Stanley seemed unmoved and more all-knowing that bounded by the dark, silently flowing river. than ever. Another human encyclopedia was Buckle, author of "The History of Civilization." One night, it is said, he was laying down the law on sundry, topics with a pomposity that caused the table to quake. At last he imt forth some statement about the burning of a witch, setting the date about a century out of the way. Stanley, who was present, had borne some preceding inaccuracies very well, with only a shaking of the head and a reddening of the face. But at this juncture his No time was lost here. A low whistle brought a fourth person from somewhere. A hurried consultation ensued, and I was again lifted and borne forward, this time into a skiff that lay moored to the bank. I saw the end now. I was to be tossed overboard and left to self-control gave way, and he leaped to his feet. Extending his feed the catfish. hand, he piped forth in a vigorous treble, "I beg your pardon, A hundred feet from the shore the boat suddenly stopped. sir, but the last witch was burned at such and such a place, in such and such circumstances. And her name was so-and-so, I was lifted for the third time, or partially so, and deliber-and you will find all about it in a book to which I can easily ately rolled over into the water. In such a condition, and under such circumstances, a man would naturally think there was no chance for him, and so I thought. refer you, and which you evidently don't know." And so torrents of imprisoned knowledge were poured on Buckle's head, until the his orian of civilization sat wrathful, extinguished, mute. But in a little while he had his revenge. Some one had mentioned a new dictionary as a good cue. "It is," said Buckle But there is always a chance, a hQ'Pe, as long as the breath most solemnly, "one of the few dictionaries I have read is ac'tually in the body. through with pleasure."


Everything! !. COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCIJOPEDIA These Books Tell You I Each book consists of sixty-four pages, printed tn good paper, _in clear type and neatly bound in .)n attractive, covet'. of the books a1e also profusely 11lustrated, and all ?f the treated up_on are explained ia. such a simple manner that al}1' lfuld. can thoroughly undel'Stand them. Look over the hst as classified and see 1f you want to know anything about the subjeetl mentioned. THESE BOOKS ARE FOR SALE BY ALL NEWSDEALERS OR WILL BE SENT BY MAIL TO '.ANY ADDRESS FROM THIS OFFICE ON RECEIPT OF PRICE, TEN CENTS EACH, OR ANY THREE BOOKS FOR TWENTY-FIVE fi'ENTS. POSTAGE ST.AMPS 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 how to cure all kinds of diseases by animal magnetism, or, magnetic healing. By Prof. Leo Hugo Koch, A. C. S., author of "How to Hypnotize," etc. 1 PALMISTRY. No. 82. HOW TO DO PALMISTRY.-Containing the moat ap proved methods of reading the Jines on the hand, together with a full explanation of their meaning. Also explaining phrenology, and the key for telling character by the bumps QJl the head. BJ Leo Hugo Koch, A. c.-s. Fully illustrated. HYPNOTISM. No. 83. HOW TO HYPNOTIZE.-Containing valuable and in structive information regarding the science of hypnotism. Also explaining the most approved methods wpi c h are employed by the leading hypnotists of the world. By Loo Hugo KQCh, A.C.S. 1 SPORTING. No. 21. HOW TO HUN'.r AND FISH.-The most complete hunting and fishing guide ever published. It contains full in structions 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 atructions 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 ; alsQ valuable recipes for diseases pec":iliar to the horse. No. 48. HOW TO BUILD AND SAIL CANOES.-A bandy book for boys, containmg full directions for constructing canoes end the most popular manner of sailing them. Fully illustrated. By C. Stansfield Hicks. I roRTUNE TELLING. .. No. 1. NAPOLEON'S ORACULUM AND DREAM BOOK. the great oracle of human destiny ; also the true mean ing of almost any kind of dreams, together wifu charms, ceremonies, and curious games of cards. A complete book. No. 23. HOW '.I.'O EXPLAIN DREAMS.-Everybody dreams, from the little child to the aged man and woman. This little book eives the explanation to all kinds of dreams, together with lucky and unlucky Jays, and "Napoleon's Oraculum," the book of No. 28. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES.-Everyone is desirous of knowing whkt his future life will bring forth, whether happiness or misery, wealfu or poverty. You can tell by a glance at this little book. Buy one and be convinced. 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. Al s o the secret of telling future events bY. aid of moles, marks, scars, etc. Illustrated, By A. Anderson. ATHLETIC. No. 6. HOW TO BECOME AN ATHLETE.-Giving full in structioa. for the use of dumb bells, Indian clubs, parallel bars, horizontal bars and various other methods of developing a good, healthy muscle; containing ov e r sixty illustrations. Every boy can become strong and healthy by following fue instructions 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 different positions of a good boxer. Every boy should obtain one of these useful and instructive books, as it will teach you how (o box without an instructor. No. 25. HOW TO BECOME A GYMNAST.-Contain!ng full instructions for all kinds of gymnastic sports and athletic exercises. Embracing thirty-five illustrations. By Professor W. Macdonald. A handy and useful book. No. 34. HOW .ro FEJNCE.-Containing full instruction for fencing and the use of the broadsworJ; also instruction in archery. Described with twenty-one practical illustrations, giving the best itions in fencing. A complete book. ll TRICKS WITH CARDS. No. 51. HOW TO DO TRICKS WITH CARDS.-Contalnlng (rXJ)lanat ions of the general principles of sleight-of-hand applicable to card tricks; of card tricks with ordinary cards, and not requiring Bleight-of-band; of tricks involving sleight-of-hand, or the use of iJIPCially prepared cards. B3 Professor Half.ner. Illustrated. No. 72. HOW TO DO SIXTY TRICKS WrTH CARDS.-Em bracing all of the latest and most deceptive card tricks with illustrations. By A. Ande1'Son. No. 77. HOW TO DO E'ORTY Tl:tICKS WITH CAR'DS. deceptive Oard Tricks as performed by leading conjurors and Arranged for home amusement. Fully illustrated. -MAGIC. No. 2. HOW TO DO TRICKS.-Tbe great book of magic and card tricks, containing full instruction on all the leading card tricks of the also most popular magical as performed by oui: lea?mg mag1c1ans; every boy should obtam a copy of this book, as 1t will both amuse and instruct .. No. 22 HOW TO DO SECOND SIGHT.-Heller's second sight explained b)'. his former Fred Hunt, Jr. Explaining how the secret dialogues were. c.arr1ed on between the magician and the boy on the stage; also g1vmg all the codes and signals. The only authentic explanation of second sight. No. 43. HOW TO BECOME A MAGICIAN.-Containing the grandest assortment of magical illusions ever placed before the public. Also tricks with cards. incantations, etc. No. 68. HOW TO DO CHEMICAL 'l'B.ICKS.-Contfilning 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 the latest and best tricks used by magicians. Also mg the secret of second sight. Fully illustrated. By A. Anderson. No. 70. HOW TO MAKE MAGIC TOYS.-Containing full directions for making. Magic ,Toys and devices of many kinds. By A. Anderson. Fully 11lustmted. No. 73._ HOW: TO DO TR1CKS WITH NUMBERS.-Showing many curious tricks with figures and the magic of numbers By A. Anderson. Fully illustrated. .No. 7 5. HO\'Y TO -!:lElCOME A CONJUROR. Containing tricks with Dommos, Dice, Cups and Balls Hats etc Embracing thirty-six illustrations. By A. Anderson. No. 78. !lqW TO DO THE .BLACK .A.RT.-Containing a com. ple.te description of the mysteries of Magic and Sleight of Hand together with many wonderful experiments. By, A.. Anderson: Illustrated. MECHANICAL. No. 29. HOW '.fO 11,N boy how This book explains them all, g1v1I!g Ill ele,ctr1c1ty, hydraulics, magnetism, optics, pneumatics, me chamcs, etc. The most instructive book published. No. HOW TO AN ENGINEER.-Containing full mstructions h<>w to proceed m order to become a locomotive en gineer; also directions for building a model locomotive together with a full description of everything an engineer should know. No. 57. HOW TO MAKE MUSITCAL INSTRUMENTS.-Full directions how to a Banjo, Violin, Zither, lEolian Harp, Xylo ph .. ne and other musical Instruments; together with a brief de scription of nearly every musical instrument used in ancient or modern times. Profusely illustrated. By Algernon S. Fitzgerald for twenty years bandmaster of the Royal Bengal Marines. No. 59. HOW TO MAKE A MAGIC LANTERN.-Containing a description of the lantern, together with its history and invention. Also full directions for Its uoo and for painting slides. Handsomely illustrated. By John Allen. No. 71. HOW TO DO MECHANICAL TRICKS.-Contalnlnc complete instructions for performing over sixty Mechanical Trieu. By Anderson. Fully illustrated. LETTER WRITING. No. 11. HOW TO WRITID LOVE-LETTERS.-A mott com plete little book, containing full directions for writing love-lettere, and when to use them, giving specimen letters for young and old. No. 12. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS TO LADIES.-Giving complete instructions for writing letters to ladies on all subjects; also letters of introduction, notes and requests. No. 24. HOW '.I.'0 WRITE LETTERS TO GENTLEMEN. Containing full directions for writing to gentlemen on all subjects; also giving sample letters for instruction. No. 53. HOW TO WRITID LETTERS.-A wonderful little book, telling you how to write to your sweetheart, your father, mother, sister, brother, employer; and, in fact, everybody and any body you wi s b to write to. Every young man and every young lady in the land should have this book. No. 74. HOW TO WRITE LET'.rERS CORRECTLY.-Con taining full instructious .for writing letters on almost any subject also rules for punctuation and composition, with specimen letters'.


T H E STAG E. No. 41. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK ElNl> MEN'S J OKE BOOK.-Containing a great variety of the latest jokes used by the m l?st famous men. No amateur minstrels is complete without thu1 wonderful httle book. No. 42. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK STUMP SPEAKER a varied asso,rtn;ient o f speeches, Negro Dutch a nd Irish. Also end mens JOkea. Just the thing for home amuse ment and amateur shows. No. 45. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK GUIDE P D JOKl!l BQOK.:-Something new and very instructive. Eve ry boy. obtam this as it contains full instructions for or p mzmg an amatenr mmstrel troupe. No. 65. is one of the most original JC)ke ever and 1t is brimful of wit and humor. It contams a large collection of songs, jokes, conundrums etc. of T errence Muldoon, the great wit, humorist, and practicai of the day. Every boy who can enjoy a good substantial joke should o btain a copy immediately. No .. 79. HQW TO BECOME AN ACTOR.-Containing com plete mstruct10ns how to make up for various characters on the 1 tage.; with the duties of the Stege Manager, Prompter, S cemc Artist and Property Man. By a prominent Stage Manager. N? 80. GUS WII,LIAMS' JOKE BOOK.-Containing the latest Jokes, anecdotes and funny stories of this world-renown ed and ever popular comedian. Sixty-four pages; handsome Ci>lo r ed cover contammg a half-tone photo of the author. HOUSEKEEPING. 16. H9W TO KEEP A_ WIND.OW GARDEN.-Containing fu ll mstruct10ns for constructmg a wmdow garden either in town o r country, and the most approved methods for raising beautiful flowers at home. The most complete book of the kind ever pub li shed. No. 30. HOW TO COOK.-One of the most Instructive books o n cookini ever published. It contains recipes for coo king meats fish, game, and oysters; also pi e s, puddings, cakes and all kinds of pastry, and a grand collection of recipes by one of our most popular c ooks. No. 37. HOW TO KEEP HOUSEJ.-It contains information for e verybody, boys, girls, m e n and women; it will teach you how to make almost anything around the house, su c h as parlor ornaments brackets, cements, Aeolian harps, and bird lime for catching birds.' ELECTRICAL. No. 46. HOW TO MAKE AND USE EJLECTRICITY.-A de scription of t:he wonderful uses of electricity and electro magn etism together with full instructions for making Electric Toys, Batteries: etc. By George Trebel, A. M., M. D. Containing over fifty il-lustrations. No. 64. HOW TO MAKE ELECTRid'A L MACHINEJS.-ve r publi s h e d. and there's millions (of fun) in it. manner of preparing and submitting manuscript. Also containing No. 20. HOW TO El TERTAIN AN EVENING PARTY.-A valu ab le in formation as to the neatnes s, legibility and general com v ery valuable little book just published. A complete compendium position of manuscript, essent i a l to a successful autho1. By Prince o f gam es, sports, card diver s i ons, comic recitations, etc., suitable Hiland. for parlor or drawing-room entertainment. It qmtains more for the No. 38. HOW TO BECOME YOUR OWN DOC 'l'OR.-A won money than any book publish ed. derful book containing useful and practical inform a tion in the No. 35. HOW TO PLAY GAMES.-A complete and u sefu l little treatment of ordinary diseases and ailments common to ever 1 b ook, containing tM rules and regulations of billiards, bagatelle, family. Abounding in useful and effective recipes for general co m b a c kgammon croquet. dominoes etc. plaints. No. 36. HOW TO SOI,VID CONUNDRUMS.-Containing all No. 55. HOW TO COLLECT STAMPS AND COINS.Co n l he le3;ding of the day, amusing riddles, curious catches taining valuable !nformation the collecting and arranginc land witty saymgs. of stamp s and corns. Hii.ndsomely illustrated. No. 52. HOW TO PLAY CARDS.-A complete and bandy little No. 58. HOW TO BE A DETECTIVE.-By Old King Brady b ook, giving the rules and f'l, ,,' for playing Euchre, Cribthe world-known detective. In which he Jays down some valuable bage, Casino, Forty-Five, Pedro Sanc ho, Draw Poker, and sen!lible rules for beginners, and also relates some adventure1 Pitch, All Fours, and i"rtiny other popular game s of cards. and experiences of well-known detectives. No. 66. HOW TO DO PUZZLES.-Containing o'l'er three bunNo. 60. HOW TO BECOME A PHOTOGRAPHER.-Contalnii red interesting puzzles and conundrums, with key to same. A ing useful information r egar.d ing the Camera and bow to work i t ; book. Fully illustrated. By A. Anderson. also bow to make Photographic Magic Lantern Slides and other I ETIQUETT E. Handsomely illustrated. By Captain W. De W. No. 13. HOW TO DO IT; OR, BOOK OF ETIQUETTE.-lt No. 62. 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