Bulling the market, or, The messenger who worked a corner


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.. STORIES DF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY. ''Aha! You wish to insult me!" cried Dean, shaking his fist in the face of the boy's defender. The young broker knocked his arm aside, &praiig at him, and struck him a heavy blow 'in the knocking him d.own

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Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY llaued Weekl11-B11 Subscription 1 2 50 per 11ear Entered according to Act of Cono reu, in the year 1908, in the ojflce of the Librarial& of Warhino ton, D C., b11 F rank Tousev, Publi1he1, 2 4 Union S quai, New York. No. 150. NEW YORK, AUGUST 14, 1908. PRICE 5 CENTS. Bulling the OB, The lYiessengerr Who Worrked a Corrnerr (A WALL STREET STORY) By A SELF-MADE MAN CHAPTER I. MRS CRIMP' S INVOLUNTARY BATH. Wh at's that? You ll t alk back to me, miss! Take t h at, a n d t h a t and that!" Each "tliat" was pun ctuate d with a blow that wrung a cry of pa in from a pretty, fair-haired girl of fifteen named Bessie Kane The b lows wePe a dmini s t e r e d b y a s tout strap in the sin ewy fingers of Mrs Cr imp the presiding genius of a small tavern or roadhouse at th e h e ad of Main Stre et, Millbank, State of New J ersey Mrs. Crim p was a t all, b o ny, but withal mus c ular lady of forty o r the reabou ts Nobody could accuse h e r of a s up e rabundance of good looks. She h ad a tempe r th at asserted itself whe n e ver anything h a pp ened t o h e r a nd whe n s h e g ot going she could make Lhings h um. Alt h ough s h e w a s n t the owne r of the Millbank Hotel as the sign rea d abov e t h e door she was the ruler of the roost jus t the sam e Her husban d Obadiah Crimp a small mild-tempered man of fifty, was t h e proprietor of the a fact duly set fort h o n the sign, but he was a mere cipher about the place. Mr. C rimp h a d long since ceased to assert his inde p e n de n ce, e ith e r a s a man or as head of the house. Wh a tever his wif e s aid went with him and the curiously matc h e d p air g ot along pretty well in consequence. Th e domestic tragedy with which this chapter opens, and which was mer e ly a rep etition of a long series 0 similar sce nes, started at the kitchen door overlooking the back yard. Mrs Crimp, seizing the girl by the arm, proceeded to lay the strap about h e r unprotect e d s hould e r s with an en ergy that might have b e en expended in a better cause. Bessie, screaming with pain, brok e away from her mis tre s s and ran around th e house toward the s tre e t. Mr s Crimp, not satisfied with the amount of puni s hm ent she bad infli c t e d ga v e c ha s e with knit lip s and c orrugated brow And 'She could run some, too in s pit e 0 h e r long skirts. Bessie flew around the corn e r oC the hot e l lik e a frigh tened fawn. She spied a goodlooking s talwart boy of s ixteen stand ing by the hor s e trough on the edg e of th e walk. He had h e ard the girl's cries, and th e r e was a frown on his fa ce, while his two fis t s w e r e cle nch e d aggressive ly. H e kn e w w e ll enough what the s cr eams m e ant. He had heard the m oft e n e nough b e for e und e r similar and had received many a ba c khande d clout from Mrs. Crimp for try ing to d e fend th e g irl. Will Wicker had said mor e than once that b e didn t see mu cli: difference between Mr s Crimp 's bony h and and th e bu s iness end of a club. They both seemed to be equally hard and effective at short range. "Will, Will, save me! Save m e c ri e d Bessie ru s hing up and falling at his feet in abject t e rror. The boy responded to h e r app e al at once by stepping between her and the irate lady of the hotel. 1

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BULLING THE MARKET. 8 and Moll, and your father was afraid to interfer e in their behalf, I guess you d think twic e about going away and leaving them without a real protector," replied Will. "Oh, my sis ters kin take keer of them s elves. I'd like to see any step-mam sit on their necks. By gum There'd be somethin' doin in the house," chuclded Nat. "But if your sisters w e re younger, and couldn't stand up for themselves any better than Bessie can, you'd--" "I'd stand up for them, bet yom life; but Bessie hain't your sis ter." "I like her just as much as if she was," replied Will. "I reckon you like her better than a sister; ain t that it?" grinned Nat. Will flushed and made no answer. "Say, Will," went on Nat. "I come over to go shootin' with you this afternoon. You kin go down to the inlet with me, can't you?" "I guess I can do that. Where's your gun?" "In the wag gin." "Get it out, then, and I'll go and fetch mine." Will walked around to the kitchen whe re Bessie had al ready preceded him. He found the girl at work at her interrupted task. 'he was s obbing io herself, for she didn't know what else would happen to h e r as soon a.o;; Mrs. Crimp had put on dry clothes. Will put hi s arm around h e r in a protecting way. "Don't cry, Bes sie. I'm not going to let Mr s Crimp beat you any more," he s aid s oothingly. The girl buried h e r face.on his s houlder and began to cry afre s h. "Come, now, Bessie, brac e up. The trouble i s an over." "She'll be-b eat me again whe n s h e comes downs tairs." ot on your life, s he won't. I won' t let her." "She'll do it whe n y ou ar e n t around." "If s he lay s a hand on you when I'm away I want you to tell me, and] '11 read her th e riot aot in a way s he won' t forg et." Will then went on up to hi s room, got hi s shotgun, and rejoined Nat out s ide. Nat's father after a s hort talk with Mr. Crimp, bad driven away down the s treet and the landlord of the Mill bank Hote l had gone back into the public room. "Read y to start?" a s ked Nat. Will nodtled, and the two boys, throwing their gun s across their shoulder s walked off toward the inlet, less than a mile away. Will and Nat were something like chums. W11enever circmnstances permitted they went off and en joyed themselves together-usually gunning or fishing, ac cording to the season of the year. Nat helped his father in the fields a.nd did chores for his mother around the house; while Will was boy of all work at the hotel. I On their way to the inlet the chief topic of their con versation was the opportunities they believed they saw in Wall Street to get ahead. in the world and make their fortunes. Tlieir attention had been first attracted to the financial world by the presence in that neighborhood the preceding fall of three stock brokers who had come down to Mill bank for a week's shooting. The gentlemen put up at the hotel, and hired Will t o show them where the best shooting was to be found Nat, happening to turn up with his gun on one of the days he was included in the party, and participated in two subsequent expeditions to the inlet. 'I'he traders took quite a fancy to Will, and they a lso cottoned somewhat to Nat on account of his quaint ways and conversation. During the trips the boys were greatly interested in the IY all Street talk that the brokers occasionally indulged in. Their curiosity being aroused, they asked a good many ques tions about the financial district, all of which the trade rs answered with great good nature. One of the brokers, amused at Nat's simplicity, gave him a somewhat exaggerated idea of how things were conducted in the Street, so that young Peaseley got the notion in his head that the brokers were not only the jolliest crowd of men in the world, but that they made money so easily that it was just like finding it. Ever since the departure of the brokers Will and Nat s carcely ever met that they didn't have something to say about Wall Street. If there hadn't been sundry obstacles in tlieir path it is not improbable that the two boys would have taken French leave of Millbank and made their way to New York in the fond hope of getting jobs in Wall Street. Nat had even gone so fat as to propose the matter to his father but old man Peaseley wouldn't listen to the sugges tion for a moment. As for Will, various reasons deterred him from leaving the village. First of all he had no money to speak of, nor chances of making any. Secondly, Mr. and Mrs. Crimp who had raised him from a homeless little orphan of six years, would not listen, he was sure, to his leaving them, as he was very useful as an all-around helper at the hotel. And thirdly, probably the most in1portant reason why he hesitated about leaving Millbank was on account of Bessie Kane. H e t ook more interest in Bessie than anybody else in the world b eca u s e the girl was an orphan like himself, and becau s e s h e was knocked about and abused by Mrs. Crimp from morning till night. She would have had twice as hard a time of it but that most of the time he was on hand to re s cue her from a part of her punishment, receiving the excess on his own broad s houlders, for which he cared not a rap, siI1ce it relieved the girl of much that would otherwise have come to her. Bessie loved hi.nr like a sister, and Will assured her that some day when he got the chance to make his own livihg away from the Crimps he would take her with him and provide for her until she could do something for herself Thus his glowing anticipations of making a start in Wall Street gradually faded away until they were revived by an incident which happened on the afternoon our story opens. When the boys reached the inlet they made their way to a certain spot where an old dugout was mooted This flatboat belonged to nobody and the boys were ac customed to appropriate it to their own use whenever they wanted it. Putting their guns in the forward part of the craft they

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4 BULLING THE MARKE'r. took hold of a couple of short oars and began to paddle the boat up into the marsh. Inside of half an hour they were up where the birds were numerous, and then they got busy with their gu:ps, sel dom missing a fair shot. It wasn t long before they heard the report of s hotguns along the edge of the marsh, where a branch of the inlet ran into the ocean. "I wonder who's shootin' yontl.er ?" said Nat. "Gi,c it up," replied Will. ":i\Iaybe the two assistants at the lighthouse are out gunning after something for supper." "Let"s work over that way and see who it is, anyway," answered Na t, whose bump of curiosity regarding the iden tity of the other sportsmen was aroused Will had no objection, so they dropped their guns and took to the:ix oars again. "We want to look out that we don't get a charge of shot info us," said Will at length, as the r eport of a shQtgun sounded quite near. "By gum! That's right ," replied Nat. "I hain't' hankerin' to be took for no marshbird." "You'd make a healthy-looking bird," laughed Will. "I reckon I would, b'gosh!" At that moment the boys heard exclamations of excite ment a short distance away. "Hello!" ejaculated Will. "I wonder what's going on now." Then loud shouts for help were borne to their ears. "The shooters seem to be in trouble," cried Will. "Get a move on your oar." 'rhey began paddling away as hard as they could, and presently the dugout shot out on to the edge of the marsh. Then they had a view of what had happened. A boat with a gentleman in full hunting attire was hard and fast on a rock in the center of the stream nmning toward the ocean. 'l'he gentleman's companion had fallen overboard 1 and was being borne away by the current He seemed utterly unable to help himself, and the man in the boat could a\d him without plungi'ng into the water and swimming out to him, and he made no attempt to do this. CHAPTER III. WILL GETS AN OFFER OF A JOB IN WALL STREET. "Strangers!" excla imed Nat, in some surprise. "Never mind who they are, we must save that man in the stream. He doesn t seem able to swim, and is in a fair way of going out to sea." "Help! Help!" shouted the gentleman in the boat which was fast filling with water and sinking under him. Will saw that the man in the boat was in no little danger himself. "You'd better row over and take him off, Nat," he said. "I'll jump in the creek and swim after the other chap." Suiting the action to the word, Will threw clown the qar, flung off his jacket and plunged into the wa.ter. He was a fine swimmer and, though somewhat impeded by his garments, he soon came up with the sinking man who had already been under twice, and was now. so limp and exhausted tha.t he made but a faint struggle when the boy caught him from behind and raised his head above the stream. Will swam with him toward the nearest bank of the creek, which was but a few yards away, and soon had him lying high and dry on his face so that any water h e might have swallowed could run out of his mouth. Looking back, he saw that'N at had taken the other man off and was rowing toward the spot where he and the man whose life he had saved had landed. By the time the forward end of the dugout touched the shore the half-drowned man showed signs of reviving. In a few minutes with such assistance as Will rendered him he was able to sit up and make a feeble effort to thank his preserver. "Help me get him into the boat, Nat. We' ll take him over to the lighthouse," said Will. The lighthouse was built on the point of a long, sandy tongue of land which formed the seaward side of the inlet. It consisted of a tall white shaft with a lantern at the apex which showed a steady white light at night. The keeper and his two assistants lived in a small house built on spiles at the edge of the inlet a hundred feet frorri the lighthouse, and the two were connected by a stout plank bridge provided with a railing. At the end of the honr;e, and projecting over the inl et, was a pair of falls from which a rowboat was suspended. It was toward this point that the boys dir ected the dugout On their approach one of the lighthouse assistants came out of the house, walked around a wooden gallery that e n circled the house on three sides, and leaning on the railing gazed at the oncoming boat. When the dugout reached the spiles Will stood up and told the man what had happened to their two passengers, and asked that the gentleman he had r escued from the water of the creek be takei;i. into the house and attended to. "Beach your boat and we'll come down and look after the gentleman," said the lighthouse keeper. Will and Nat beached their boat and the two assistant keepers came down and carried the gentleman up to the house, his companion following. The man who had been in the water was assisted to dis robe and after being well rubbed clown wa s provided with an old suit for temporary use. A good dose of brandy was given him and then he said that he was feeling much better. "Where is the boy who saved my life?" he asked. His companion told him .that the lad was taking off his wet clothes in the next room. "Tell him that I want to see him when he's ready." So Will was sent for and presentl y came up into the living-room of the building. "My boy, I am under the deepest obligation to you,'' the gentleman said, grasping Will by the hand. "You're welcome, sir. I couldn't do otherwise than try to save you when I saw you drifting out to sea." "What is your name, and where do you live?" "My name is Will Wicker, and I live at the Millbank Hotel, at the village of that name about a mile from here." "Indeed! My companion and I were going there after we finished our shooting. Mr. Obadiah Crimp is the pro prietor, I believe."

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BULLING THE MARKET. 5 "Yes, sir." "We were recommended to the house by some friends who were down here shooting last fall." "Do you mean Mr. Fletcher, Mr. Green, and three other New York brokers?" "'l'hat's exactly who I mean. My companion, Mr. Doug las and myself, are members of the New York Stock Ex change. My name is Edwin Arden. I sha'n't forget what I owe you, my lad, for saving my life. I shall make it all right with you." "Then you and this gentleman. are brokers, too?" said Will eagerly. "We are." \ "I s'pose you came down for a week's shooting like the other gentlemen?" said the boy. "We intended to remain about four days in this vicinity, but I'm afraid this accident we met with will put the kibosh on our trip. We've lost our guns and all our other para phernalia." "Nat and me will loan you and your friend our guns, and I guess we can scare up a couple of game bags for you. Our guns aren't the best make, but they shoot all right, sir," said Will. "Thank you for your offer, my lad. We will consider it and let you know. What sort of place is Millbank ?" "Pretty small, sir, but it's old." "Old! How old is it?" asked Broker Arden curiously. "Couldn't tell you It is older than .the Revolutionary War." "That's pretty old, I must admit. It ought to have grown considerably since that time." "I've h eard Mr. Crimp say that it isn't more than half again as big as it was a hundred years ago." "Why doesn't it grow like other places?" "I cant answer that question. Seems to be about the same size it was when I came here about ten years ago." "How old are you now?" "Sixteen." "Expect to live here always?" "I hope not, sir." "I suppose yotr'd like to go to the city like the majority of country boy s." "Yes, sir. I'd like to go to Wall Street and get a start in life." "Wall Street, eh?" ejaculated Mr. Arden. "What put that idea into your head?" "I think Wall Street is the place for a boy to get ahead in." "It is, if he 's the right. kind of boy." "What do you mean by the right kind, sir?" "Well, he must be bright, ambitious aud energetic. Willing to begin at the foot of the ladder and work his way up." "I wish I had the chance to do that," said Will. "Do you really mean that?" "I do," replied Will earnestly. "Would your people let go to the city?" "I haven't any people, sir. I'm an orphan. I live with Mr. and Mrs. Crimp at the hotel, and work for them for my keep. I think I'm getting too old for that now. I'd like to get out into the world and make money. I know I could do it if I had a fair show." Broker Arden looked at Will critically for a moment and then, turning to his companion, said : "Your messenger is about to leave you soon. Why not give this boy a chance in your office? I would if I had an opening, but unfortunately I haven't. I owJ the lad a debt of gratitude which I'd be glad to repay in some way Therefore, as a favor to me, Douglas, I'd like you to take him into your office and teach him the business." "I'll do it to oblige you, Arden, if he can come. My messenger could break him in during the next two weeks." "He looks smart enough to learn the ropes in a fort night," said Arden. "Do you think you could arrange to go to the city by n ext Monday, Wicker?" "I'm not sure, but I'll speak to Mr. Crimp about it right away." "Do so. At any rate, you could manage to get to New York some time during the week. Of course, the ea. rlier you go there the better. You will need at last a week to get acquainted with the office buildings, the general l ay out of the district, and the run of your duties. This is an exceptiona l chance for you, as you will be under the wing of an experienced office boy who knows Wall StJeet like a book, and he will put you wise to everything in your line of duty. If you came to Wall Street under ordinary cir cumstances looking for a position you'd stand a very. poor show. No broker could afford to hire a boy who was com pletely ignorant of the city, especially of the financial district and all its ins and outs." "Here is my business card, Wicker," said Broker Doug. las, handing Will a bit of printed pasteboard. "That will direct you to my office. I will talk to you more fully when we reach the hotel." "Thank you, sir," repli ed the boy, putting the card in his pocket. An hour later Will's and the broker's clothes were s uf "ficiently dried for them to put them on, and then the gentle men, after handing the lighthouse men a $5 bill to recom pense them for their trouble, started across the inlet in the dugout with Will and Nat. Landing on the main shore, the brokers and the boys started for the Millbank Hotel, where the visitors intended putting up for the night at least. CHAPTER IV. THE BROKERS AT THE MILLBANK HOTEL. It was coming on dark when Will, Nat anc1 the two bro kers reached the Millbank Hotel. Mr. Crimp, old man Peaseley anc1 several other of the ancient inhabitants of the village were gathered on the veranda, swapping political and other information, and smoking home-made corncob pipes that had done service so long they were strong enough to pu11 a wagonload of sto ne. The appearance of the two gentlemanly strangers in company with the boys excited 1 the curiosity and interest of the veranda loungers. "Pop," said Will, addressing Mr. Crimp by a title he was in the habit of using when speal
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:-.,. 6 BULLING THE MARKET. for them. Here are some birds Nat and I shot. These r at met Will in the yard and said he was going home gentlemen would like to ha re them cooked in preference to with the old man. anything else." In the meanwhile Mr. Crimp took his two guests to "Step right in, gentlemen," said Mr. Crimp in a hosrooms on the second floor, where they tidied themselves up pitable tone. "I can furnish you with a first-class meal and then rejoined the landlord in the public room, where and good beds. Mrs. Crimp i s the best cook in the county, they entered into a general conversation with him. and I'll guarantee that she' ll b1oil those birds in a way Will ate his belated supper at the kitchen table instead of that'll make your mouth water. Come right in and regis-on the stoop, and then helped Bessie set one of the small ter." tables in the dining-room. The brokers followed the landlord into the public room In the course of an hour the hungry brokers caught a while Will and Nat started for the kitchen to wash up. whiff of broiled birds as Bessie opened the dining-room aoor Old man Pcaseley called Will back. and announced that supper was ready. "Who be them fellers, Will?" he asked "They look They lost no time following Mr. Crimp into the eating like city folks." room, where they found an appetizing repast, to which they "You've hit it, all right, Mr. Peaseley. They're Wall did full justice, and both declared they had never eaten Street brokers." birds more deliciously cooked. "Well, I'll be durned Wall Street brokers, eh?" replied After the meal they adjourned to the veranda in front of the farmer, Rcratching hi s long stragg ling chin whiskers the house, which had some time since been vacated by the and gazing into the public room at the city men who were villagers, to enjoy a couple o. the best cigars that Mr. inscribing their names i n the account book that did duty Orimp had in stock. for a hotel register. "I s'pm;e they're worth a powerful The landlord talked with them awhile, and when he had lot of money?" to attend to some business inside Will took his place, and "Yes, I believe they own a bank or two," grinned Will. had quite a talk about Wall Street with the brokers. "B'gosh You don't say!" exclaimed Mr. Peaseley, reThey gave him a general idea of the work that would be garding the v i sito r s with fresh tnterest "Nat wants to go expected of him if he came to New York and entered Mr. to York mighty bad. If I thought he'd git to own a bank Douglas's office as errand boy. I might be inju ced to l et him go." Will hurried away and found Mrs. Crimp and Bessie He assured Mr. Douglas that there was little doubt that c l eaning up the kitchen. he would be on hand the following week. "So you 've got hom e at last?" said Mrs. Crimp aggres"Mr. and Mrs. Crimp have :QO real c l aim on me. I have sively. "I had a. good mind to l et you go to bed without paid them back with my services for all they have ever do1;1e your s upp er, only B essie begged me to let h er keep it in for me," said Will. "If it wasn't for Bessie Kane, who is the oven for you. You kin take it now and eat it on the an orphan like myself, and who Mrs. Crimp is constantly stoop. I won't have you mu s sin' the kitchen up at this abusing, I wouldnt hesitate a moment about leaving the hour." village. Mr. Crimp is all right. I'm going to have a talk "All right, replied Will. "I don't mind where I eat with him about Bessie. H he agrees to stand up for the it; but you'll have to muss the kitchen up a. littl e bit, girl in my place you may expect to s-ee me next Monday, Mr. Douglas." anyway. You've got a couple of visitor s who want supper." "What!" roared the lady. "A coupl e of visitor s I "All right, my l ad," replied the gentleman. reckon no visitors get anythin' to eat here to-night." The having finished their cigars, that "That so?" replied Will. "What are you keeping a they felt tired enough to go to bed, and accordmgly they hot e l for, then?" walked up to their rooms. "Are they strangers who've come to put up here?" Rhe Next moming they announced to Mr. OTimp that they asked with a change of tone. would take the early afternoon local for ,Jersey ity, as, "That's what they are. Two brokers from New York." under the circumstances, their hunting trip had provPd a "That's different," replied Mrs. Crimp. "When did they failure. come?" They promised to come down later on ani! spend a week i" "Just now. They'r e registering in the public room. at the hotel, for they tha L there was good fiRhing Pop will be in to notify you to get supper for them under in the inlet during the season. way. They want these bird s cooked." The l and lord who was eager to Rccure thPir custom again, "Then they'v e been shootin' down this way?" assured them that there was the finest fishing on the coast "Yes; but they met with hard luck." in the neighborhood of Millbank. "How is that?" Will harnessed up the horse aT\;d drove them to the sta Will briefly told her about the misadventure the brokers tion. had met with in the inlet, and how he had sa.ved the life of As the train came in sight Mr. Arden lianded Will a $20 one of them. bill to pay his way to the city, and defray any other neces Ressie regarded Will with great admiration. sary expense l\trs. Crimp made no remark but taking the birds from "I shall always remember you with gratitude, my boy," Will called the girl and set her to work plucking the game. he said, shak in g Will warmly by the hand. "If circum She then ordered the boy to get wood and start the fire sta nces shou ld prevent you coming to New York right in the stove afresh, and to fetch a tin of water from the away write and let me know. Remember one thing, my < well, which Will proceeded to do. lad, you can always count on me as a friend who is inter-

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BULLING THE MARKET. ested in your welfare, and you may rely on me to do any thing in my power to help you along in the world." "Thank you, sir," replied Will grate.fully. The brokers then stepped aboard the train, which pulled out for Jersey City, and the boy re'turned with a thoughtful look to the hotel. CHAPTER V. talking about, although he had only been to New York half a dozen times in the whole course of his life. Will, however, was not particularly impressed by his logic, although he was willing to admit the correctness of it in a genera.I way. Ho knew. that some parts of New York were pretty tough; but he intended to be very careful of himself when he got there. "Mr. Douglas said he'd give me a job as messenger in WILL LE.AVES 1\ULLB.A.NK FOR WALL STREET. his office if I came up to the city next week," said Will "What are you thinkin' about, Will?" asked Mr. Crimp doggedly that evening on the veranda. "You've been lookin' mighty "What's that?" replied Mr. Crimp, pricking up his ears. solemn all afternoon." "One of them brokers said he'd give you a job?" "I've been thinking about leaving the village and going "He did." to New York," replied the boy. "He ain't got no right to entice you to New York. I The landlord of the Millbank Hotel looked at him in need you down here. Me and Mrs. Crimp raised you from astonishment. a small boy and we've a to your services till you've "Why, you're too young to go cavortin' around a big city grown up." like York," he replied. "You'd be done up in no time at "You've been having my services right along, haven't all. Besides, I couldn't spare you. Jeither could the you?" missus." "It ain't more than we're entitled to. We allowed you to "I'm sixteen," answered Will sturdily, "and it's time I go to the district school regularly, and we've fed and was thinking about getting ahead in the world." clothed you. It would be the height of ingratitude for you "Gettin' ahead in the world! You can get ahead here, to leave us in: a hole now you've got to be a big boy and of can't you?" some use around the hotel." "No, I can't. There's nothing doing in this sleepy old "You could hire boy cheap. There's Dave 1.'arplace. Why, Millbank hasn't grown anything to speak o:f box, he's looking for a job. He is able to do everything since the time of the Revolution, when it had nearly as I'm doing. He isn't ambitious like me. He'll be satisfied many houses as it has now." to stay around this neighborhood till he's baldheaded." "I've lived here nigh onto forty year, and I make a "Look here, Will, are you really bent on goin' to York?" livin' right along." "I am, and what's more, I'm going there. I'd prefer to "That's about all you do make. What's a living? I'm go with your permission, for you've treated me first-rate, a ambitious to do something better than that." good deal better than the missus; but if you won't let me "I s'pose you think, like all boys, that you cou}d make go willingly I'm going anyway. I've got the chance of my your fortune right off if you went up to the city?" said life now to go to work in Wall Street. Mr. Douglas's boy M.r. Crimp with a satirical smile. is going to leave in two weeks, and he told me if I came up "No, sir; I expect it would take time. I'd commence at the fore part of next week his present boy will break me the foot of the ladder and work my way up." into the job. That's an opportunity that doesn't ha,ppen "I'm afraid listenin' to them brokers has made you dismore than once in a while. If I don't take advantage of contented." it it may never come my way again." "I won't say it hasn't, though I always did intend to Crimp looked rather sorrowfully at the boy. go to New York when I got old enough." "I don't like to haYe you go away, Will," he said in a "You won't be old enough for ten yea:r yet." troubled tone. "I like you as much as if you was my own "W11y, I'll be a man before ten years.1 son. Dave Tarbox couldn't fill your place nohow with "You need to be one to take the risk of goin' to York." me, whether be did the work all right or not. Then the ''I don't see that there's any danger for a boy like me. missus would make things unpleasant if I let you go. If I know how to take care o.f myself." I had a hundred dollars I'd rather lose it than I would "You can take care of yourself down here because you've you." grown up in the place. You know everybody 'round about, Mr. Crimp spoke earnestly, and his words were not withand the whole country for miles. Why shouldn't you be out effect on Will. able to look after yourself? You'd find it different if you The boy had a warm corner in his heart for the man he went to the city. You'd get lost among the streets right looked upon as his foster father. away, and while you was wanc1erin' around some of them 'I'be landlord Of the Millbank Hotel had never treated bad men I've read about in the Bowery and on the East him harshly once while he had been living under his roof, Side might get hold of you, rob you of what little money and Will appreciated his you bad in your clothes, knock you on the head so as to keep If he could have felt 1.he same '1.oward :illrs. Crimp his you from tellin' the police about it, and toss you into one resolution to go to :New York might have been seriously of the rivers. You don't know how well off you are down shaken. here where nothin' wuss than a tramp now and then comes But there was no bond of sympathy the mistress 'round to bother us." of the house and himself. Mr. Crimp delivered the foregoing bit of advice with the j In fact, the reverse was the case. air of a man perfectly convinced that he knew what he was Will counted. on making enough money in Wall Street to

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BULLIRG THE MARKET bring Bessie Kane to the city and support her while she was looking around for a suitable situation He was tired and sick of seeing her hounded by Mrs Crimp, and the best he could do at present was to partially protect her, and catch the dickens for doing it. He was grateful to Mr. Crimp, and he intended to make it all right with him some day when Fortune had smiled on him. "I'll admit I'm sorry to leave you and said will soberly; "but I've got to do it some time if I ever intend to amount to anything, so I might as well do it now when everything is in my favor. I shall write to you regularly and let you know how I'm getting on. 1 h."D.ow you'll be ,glad to hear that I'm doing well." Mr. Crimp shook his head deprecatingly. He saw that the boy had thoroughly made up his mind to go and he felt down in the mouth about it. HI don't know what the missus will say," he said doubtfully. "Don't you worry about what she'll say." "She'll tear things up generally. I know her." "She can't blame you." "She'll probably try to beat you. "I !"on't be here for her to try it on." "'Don't you mean to tell her?" "Not a word. I want you to stand up for Bessie after I'm gone. If you don't she may run away, too, for she's frightened to death of Mrs. Crimp." "I'll do what I can," replied Mr. Crimp without much enthusiasm in his tones, for he realized that his influence with his wife amounted to little. "All right. I'll rely on you to take her part until-until she'll 'be able to look out for herself "How are you goin' to the city? You'll have. to waJk, for you hain't got no money that I know of." "I've got $30. Mr. Arden gave me $20 when he left." "When are you going?" "I'm going to take the early local to Jersey City on Monday mornihg." On Sunday afternoon '\Vill told Bessie that he was going to New York in the morning to make a start in life, and that they might be separated for !\Orne time. Bessie burst into tears and begged him not to leave her. "I've got to go," replied Will; "but I'm going to send for you just as soon as I get money enough together to keep you in the city till you can get something to do so that you can pay your own way." It was some time before Bessie could be comforted, and even then she would break out crying again every few minutes and sob on his shoulder. "You want to be a brave little girl," he said. "I'll write to you every week and you must answer the letters. I'll send you stamps so that you can mail them." Bessie cried herself to sleep that night. Next morning after breakfast she accompanied Will part of the viay down the road toward the station, as far as a certain hollow tree where he had taken the precaution to carry his valise the night before when Mrs. Crimp was vis iting a neighbor. There they parted, and Bessie returned, a very sad-faced girl, to the hotel. Mrs. Crimp missed the boy after a while and asked her husband i he had sent him anywhere. Mr. Crimp said he had not. "I'd like to know where he's gone gaddin' to this morn in'," she said angrily. "He hasn't attended to his mornin' chores yet. I reckon he and I'll have a settlement when he turns up," she concluded significantly. Will, of course, didn't turn up, for he was on his way by the early local for Jersey City. Mrs. Crimp fumed around till ten o'clock and then or dered her husband to go out and hunt him up. \Vhile he was away she went to her next neighbor and borrowed a stout horsewhip, which she placed on a con venient shelf in readiness against the boy's return. About this time OJJ.e of the village boys Will had met near the station came to the hotel and asked for Mrs. Crimp. "What do you want, Tom Cooper?" she snapped, coming to the kitchen door. "Will Wicker told me to bring you this note," he said, handing it to her and then hurrying off as fast as he could. The lady didn't pay attention to his departure, so sur prised was she at receiving a written communication from Will. Sure that something was wrong, she tore it open and read the enclosure, which was brief and to the point. "DEAR MRS. CRIMP-I have left Millbank to take a po sition in a broker's office in Wall Street, N cw York. 'r hope you won't miss me. Yours sincerely "WILL WICKER. Mrs. Crimp uttered a scream of rage, and for the rest of that day there was the mischief to pay in the Millbank Hotel. CHAPTER VI. WILL'S INTRODUCTION TO WALL STREET. Will reached Jersey City in clue time and inquired hig way from the station platform to the Cortlandt Street feny slip, as he had been directed to do by Mr. Douglas, for otherwise, in his ignorance, he might have boarded the Desbrosses Street boat or the Brooklyn Annex, either of which would have taken him considerably out of his way. He landed on the New York side of the river with the crowd, which was a big one, as it was swelled by half of the passengers who had just come in from the west on a fast express. Will gazed around him in wonder, for it was his first experience out in the big world. Most of his life had been passed in the ancient village of Millbank, which was an uncommonly qtiiet spot, where nothing of any moment ever happened. The largest place he had ever been in was the neighbor ing town of Edgefield. Now he found himseH transported, a! if by some :fairy process, to the greatest metropolis of America, with its millions of busy inhabitants, its uproar, excitement and other thrilling features. Stepping out of the feny house with the crowd, he stopped and gazed open-mouthed at the partie}llarly wide

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BULLING THE MARKET. 9 and busy thoroughfare known as West Street, thronged with ladened trucks and vehicles of every kind, for the freight piers of the big steamship and railroad lines back on the water side_ of that st reet. "My gracious!" he gasped. "New York is truly the greatest place in the world." He asked a man where Cortlandt Street was. "Right in front of you Cross over and you' ll b e in it," was the terse reply. Crossing West Street, in some fear of being run down by one of the numerous drays, he walked up Cortlandt Street to its junction with Broadway. As soon as he was s ure that he was on Broadway he followed Mr. Dougl as's directions and turned to his right, walking down toward the Battery till he reached Trinity Church with its graveyard. Wall Street faced the church on the oppo$ite side of the way. Down Wall Street he walked till he eame to a tall offic' e building bearing the number on Mr Douglas's card. The n he was all at sea, for never had he dreamed that the office buildings he had read a.bout in the papers were such mammoth s tructures. He gazed at the building in wonder and awe, and at the stream of men and boys, passing in and out tl1rough the main e ntrance, like a colony of ants. "Dern my picter, if this hain't Josh Whitcomb come to taown," mimicked a broker 's messenger, com!ng up and grabbing Will by th e hand, which h e proceeded to s hake pump-handle fashion. "How aire you Josh? I'm right glad to see yeou." Will looked at the boy in astonishment. "Excuse me,',.he "Said: "I guess you've made a mistake. My name isn't Josh Whitcomb. It's Will Wicker." "Why,. hain't you from Charcoal Hollow, New Hamp shire?" "No. I'm from Millbank, New Jersey." "Come to taown to see the sights?" grinn ed the me s -senger. 'No, I'm come to Wall Street to go to work." "What! You go ing to work1in Wall Stred?" Will nodded pleasantly. "As what? President o.J: a new trust company?" "No. As messenger for Archibald Douglas, stoc k broker." "For who ?'' fairly gasped the other boy "Archibald Dou g la s Here' s his card Will you kindly tell me )1ow 1 shall find his office? It must be in this building, for that's the numb e r ou th e door." "Why, I'm Douglas's m essenger at present," said the other. "Are you the boy w l w is going to take my place after I've broken yov in?" "Yes, if your name's Arte Latham." "That's my name, all right. Shake So your name is Will Wicker ? I"m glad to know you Sorry I started in to guy you, but you looked lik e a countryman with that big valise, a.nd you were looking around as if you'd n eve r been in New Y mk before." "I nernr 1 was in X ew York be.fore, or any other place a millionth part a s big," admitted Will, who had taken an in stant liking to Latham. "We ll I cant stand,Iicre talking to you, as I've an important message to deliver. Jus t walk into one of those e l eva tors and tell the man to let you off at tlie third floor. Then walk down the corridor till you come to Room 54. You ll see Mr. Douglas's nam e on the glass pane of the door. Walk in and sit down. I'll be back inside of fifteen minutes. No use asking for the boss. He's over at the Exchange." Will thank ed him, followed direction s and was presently seated in the waiting-room of Mr. Douglas's office, in com pany with a dozen customers who were congregated around a noisy kind of bra ss instrument inclosed in a glass box perched upon a pedestal, and commonly called a "ticker." On one s ide of the room was a closed door opening into Mr. Douglas's private office, while on the other was the brass wire f e nc e which se parated the counting-room from the s pace allotted to callers. A window in the room opened into a wide court and admitted light and air. Similar windows opened off the counting-room into the same court. Will counted six clerks busy at tall desks, and he caught a g limpse of th e scarlet bow which decorated the ha.ir of the stenographer in a far corner. The very air see m e d laden with the buying and selling of stocks, bonds and other securities. It seemed t err ibly close to Will who was accustomed to the free and healthy atmosphere of th e open country. "So I m in Wall Street at last," he muttered to himself as he took in hi s stra n ge s urroundings. "My gracious! It's a lively place. I wonder why Arte Latham called me Jos h Whitcomb, and as k ed me if I was from Charcoal Hollow, New Hampshire? I guess that mu s t be one of the jokes t hey play on newcomers to Wall Street. I'in afraid that valise does make m e look like a hayseed. I'll b e glad when I get it out of s ight in a room. I don't like being made fun of." It wasn t long before Latham returned with an envelope in his hand which h e handed through a small window in the brass scree n to the cashier. Then he look ed around the room for Will, and spying him in his.-own chair drew up ano ther and sa t beside him. "What do you think of New York a s far as you've seen 1 it ?" he asked Will. "I think it i s the biggest place on earth," replied the boy from M:illbank. "Oh there are bigger places-London, and Paris, for in stance "New York is big enough fo1'. me, and the buildings are taller and big ge r than they looked in the pictures I've seen of them." "They're builditlg taller ones every littl e while. I wouldn't be s urprised if they put up a hundred-story one in the course of time." "Mr. Douglas told you that he expected me to come on this week, didn't he?" "Yes, b y Wednesday; and he instructed me to show you the ropes from A to Z." 'I managed to get away sooner than I counted on," said Will. "'11hat's why I'm on hand to-day. Mr. Douglas told me that the earlier I got here th e b etter." "That's right, for you've a lot to pick up and you must be qualified to do my work immediately after I leave.''

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'10 BULLING 'I'HE MARKE'l1 "Well, if you will put rnc uext to the business I'll guar ante e to pick it up fast enough,'' said Will confidently. "I guess you will. You look pretty smart." At that moment the cashier called Latham over and handed him a note to give Mr. Douglas at the Exchange. "I've got to go over to the Exchange with a note to Mr. Douglas. You'd better come along with me. I'll put your valise out of harm's way." In a few minutes the boys were out on Wall Street, head ing for Broad Street and the Stock Exchange. "This is the messengers' entrance," said Latham when they reached the building, "where you always go in when you have a note to deliver to the boss when he's on the floor." Will made a mental note of the fact. Business was booming, and the Exchange was like a roar ing maelstrom in full swing. "Great Scott!" cried Will. "Is there a free fight going on inside?" "Hardly, though most of them are :fighting to get the better of one another." "Ifs enough to deafen one." "You'll get so used to the racket tha.t you won't notice it at all after a little time. Come up to the rail." A dozen other messengers were lined up waiting to de liver messages to brokers. Arte was apparently known to most of them. "Who have you got in tow, Art?" asked one of them, eyeing Will curiosuly. "Relative from Squedunk ?" "No; a friend of mine. Wicker, this is Joe Banker. He carries messages for Thorndyke & Co. I want you to use. him right, Joe, for he's going to take my place at the office." "That so? Glad to know you, Wicker. I had an idea you hailed from the country." "So I do." "Where from? Up State?" "Millbank, New Jersey." "Oh, you're a 'Skeeter?'' grinned Banker. "What do you mean by that?" "We call the boys from Jersey 'Skeeters." Latham asked an attendant to find Mr. Douglas and bring him to the rail. The broker came up, took the note, and at the same time recognized Will. "Hello, Wicker! he exclaimed in some surprise, offering h.is hand to Vi7ill. "I did not expect to see you so soon." "You said the sooner I came the better,'' replied the boy. "I did, and I meant it; but I did not think you'd be able to get away from your home before the middle of the week "I concluded that if I was coming J might as well make a start, so here I am." "All .right You go around with Latham until I get o\er to the office, when I'll have a talk with you." "Yes, sir." The broker turned away and then Latham and Will re turned to the office. Mr. Douglas came in about half-past two, and after trarnmcting some business that awaited him he c:allecl' Will into his private room. "Well, you've had an insight into the messenger busi ness. How do you like it?" "All right sir." replied Will with sparkling eyes. "Likr all new Lhingo, it looks easier and more interesting than you'll find it when you get used to it. You'll learn by degrees that it's a pretty strenuous occupation, an
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BULLING THE MARKET. 11 On the following Tuesday a letter addressed in Obadiah Crimp's handWliting was given to Will by Mr. Douglas. It contained an enclosure from Bessie. Mr. Crimp said tha.t after an exp lo sion from Mrs. Crimp over his sud d en departure things had settled down into their old groove again. He sai d he had hired Dave Tarbox to attend to Will's duties, and that he was doing very well. rrhe whole village had missed Will and tb.e inhabitants were greatly astonished io learn that the boy had gone to New York to work in Wall Street. Old man P ease ley sa id that his son Nat, as soon as h e found out that Will had gone to Wall Street, bothered him night and clay for permission to hike to York himself, and even threatened to run away if he wasn't allowed to go. Be ssie wrote a very sweet and sad little note telling Will much she missed him, and how she hoped he would soon make money enough to send for her, as s he couldn't be happy away from him. The end of the second week of Will' s experience in Wall Street came around and found him full y competent to step into Arte Latham's shoes and make good. On Monday morning Will began his Wall Street career in earnest, and he soon demonstrated hi s fitness and capa bilities to the satisfactio n of Mr. Douglas, who in a little while told Broker Arden that Will Wicker was proving him self one of the best messengers in the Street. CHAPTER VIL WILL'S FIRST SUOOESS O N THE MARKET. "Say, Wicker," said Joe Banker one morning when the two boys met at the Stock Exchange, "got any dough that you don't want for a few days?" "I can lend you half a dollar if you want," replied Will, putting his hand in his pocket. "I don t want to boITow any. I only wanted to know if you had a $10 bill l ying around loose in your clothes that you had no immediate use for." "Why did you want to know that?" "Because I could let you in on a good thing." "How?" "There's a bunch of us chaps who make money right along in the market When one of us gets hold of a tip on some good stock we club together and buy five or ten shares, according to how flush we are When the price goes up a few points we cash in and divide up the winnings pro rata." "Who do you buy the stock from? I heard that no broker would deal with boys, and that they did not care to deal in less than 100 shares of any stock." "You heard correct, lrnt we don't buy through any broker. T11re's a Jitll e hank up Nassau Street lhat does a brokerag e business, too. Anybody can buy as low as five shares of any stock on the list by putting up a margin of 10 per cent. In fact, I have known the bank to make a deal with a messenger on a 5 per cent. basis, but it was risky for the messenger. However, he came out all right." "Then you buy through that bank, do you?" "That's what we do. Well, one of the chaps got hold of a good sure thing yesterday and we're trying to raise $100 to back it. If you can go in $10 you'll be entit l ed to onetenth of the profits." "What do you suppose the profits will be ?" asked Will with much interest. ''At lea st $10 a share this time, a .nd probably more than that. A number of big brokers have formed a pool to boom a certai n s tock. The deal i s bound to go through as the men have millions at thocr back to push it." "If I put in $10 how much ought I to get b ack?" "You'll get your tenner back and as much more on top of it." "I'll go 'in with you," sai d Will. "Got the money with you?" "Yes. Here it is," said Will, pulling out $25. what's the matter wit h you putting in $20? You'll make twice much then "I don't like to take too much of a risk. I'm sa ving this money for a particular purpose "You're not taking any risk at al It's a sure winner. Jus t the same as finding money." Will, however, hesitated. Twenty dollars of his hoard e q capital was a lot for him to risk, for he wanted to bring Bessie to the city as soon as he could. Still, the prospect of winning $20 was a big te111ptatio-1J, for then he'd have about e nou g h to send for the gii"l. Joe hastened to assu r e him that his $20 was just as safe as if it was in his own pocket, s o h e was to entrust it to the other to invest for him. As soon as Banker had the money h e told Will that the stock about to be boomed was D. & G., which was going then at 80. "But you mustn't whisper a word about it. And don't let your boss s usp ect that you're in on any deal. He wouldn't like it, and 'V'oulc1 probably r ead you t q e riot act. Jus t say nothing and saw wood. A friend of n1ine will pllt the deal through the bank for us, ap.d when be sells out I'll bring you your share of the profits." Naturally Will took a st r ong interest in D. & G. after that. He took sly peeps at the ticker and when be sa w the stock at 81 he felt like hugging bi:i:nself for joy. Within a few days the price went up to 85, and Will was jus t tickled to death. He met Joe Banker quite often, and Joe told him that many messenger boys made two and three times their wages through fortunate d eals on the market, all put through the little bank. The result was that Will became inoculated with the speculative fever, and h e began to see visions of other deal s in which he would make a lot of money and grow rich lik e most of the traders., At the end of ten clays D. & G. wafi up to 96, at which price the deal in which Will was inter este d was closed and next day Joe Banker banc1ec1 him $51, representing his $20 imestment and $31 profits. Will gazed at the money in great sa ti sfac tion. He was now worth $57, and h e felt that he could send for Bessie right away. Tha.t afternoon, however," while waiting to see a brok er he accidentally overheard two brokers talking in a low tone about the conso lidation of two Western railroads. One of the roads was call ed P & Q The s tock had been selling awa.)'. down for two yea rs, and

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12 BULLING THE MARKET. nobody particularly wanted it as an investment because the road did not pay any dividends. One of the traders said that as soon as the news of the consolidation was made public, which would be in a few days, P. & Q. stock would go up from 20 to 30 points. Will was much excited over what he had heard. He saw the chance of making over $100 by investing his $50 in the stock. He determined not to let the chance get past him. On his way home he went up to the little bank, which kept its brokerage department open till four o'clock, and asked the porter of the bank where he should go to buy some stock on margin. "Go to that window yonder. Give your order and your money to the clerk you'll see there, and he'll attend to the matter for you." "Thank you," said Will, and forthwith marched up to the window in question. "Well," said the margin clerk, looking at him inquir ingly, "what can I do for you, young man?" "I want to buy five shares of,P. & Q. on a 10 per cent. margin." "Have you got $5. 0 with you?" "Yes, sir," replied laying the money down on the window shelf. The clerk filled out a paper and pushed it out to the young messenger. "Sign your name and address there." "My business address or where I board?" 1'Either will do. Are you working in Wall Street?" "Yes, sir." "Who are you with?" "Archibald Douglas, stock broker." The margin clerk grinned. "That's all," he said.I "The stock will be bought in the morning and held subject to your order as long as your margin holds good. You understand, I hope, that if the price goes below the limit the bank will sell out without no tice in order to protect itself." "If that's your rule I suppose it's all right." "That's the way we do business. Whenev,er you want to sell come around and I will hand you an order to sign. Our commission is one-eighth of 1 per cent. for buying, and the same for Eelling, with a small additional charge for interest on the money that we advance to put the deal through for you. On five shares it is hardly anything to speak of." "Thank you, sir. Good-afternoon.n Will went home feeling that if luck stood by him he would have quite a little bank roll in a few days. P. & Q. was ruling at 40 when Will bought the five shares, and it remained at that figure for nearly a week, keeping the young messenger on the anxious seat. Then .it went up two points, and on the following day the news of the consolidation was in all the papers. When the Exchange opened there was a rush by the trad ers to buy the stock. The prospect of making a few more dollars induced him to hold on, and the price went to 68. He would have held on longer, only he heard a broker say to a friend that P. & Q. was looking topheavy, and must drop to around 60 in a day or two, so that afternoon he stopped at the bank as soon as he was through .for the day and told the margin clerk to sell his stock. "It will be sold first thing in the morning," said the clerk. "You're a lucky lad to be in on P. & Q. at this time. How came you to buy it? Get hold of a tip?" Will said nothing, but looked wise. Next morning his shares were sold at 69, and when the bank settled with him he found he had made $140 profit, making him worth $200 altogether. "Gee! I never thought I'd be worth so much money so soon. I tell you Wall Street is the place to get rich if you run in luck. I'm going to travel down to Millbank in a new suit of clothes and a swell tie next Sunday and make the folks there stare. And when I come back I'll bring Bessie with me. I'll have to ask my boarding missus if she'll look out for her till she can get a position of Rome kind. I guess she'll be willing to do that to oblige me." CHAPTER VIII. WILL VISITS MILLBANK AND CREATES SOMETHING OF A SENSATION. When Will stepped off the Long Branch accommodation at Mill)Jank on Sunday morning he was looking something like a dude. The first person he ran against was the station agent, whom he !mew well. The man, however, didn't seem to recognize him. "Don't you know me, Mr. Watts?" Will asked. "Will Wicker!" gasped the agent. "Great Scott! What have you been doing to yourself?" ) "What do you mean?" "Why, you're dressed up to the ninety-nines. Did you rob a bank while you was away at the city?" "I hope you haven't such a bad opinion of me as that," laughed Will. "I heard you left suddenly to take a job in Wall Street." "That's right." "You must be getting big wages to afford to dress in this style. H the folks around here k;new :vou were coming to visit the village in such great shape they'd be out here with a band to meet you." "I'd be sorry to put them to such an expense," smiled Will "If you don't create a sensation walking through Mill bank to the hotel I'll be willing to eat my hat. Here comes a friend of yours-Nat Peaseley. I hope he won't have a fit when he sees you." "Hello, Nat! How a.re things about the village?" asked Will, as his country friend, dad in his Sunday-go-to meeting clothes, with his hair well oiled and plastered down, came on the station. Very little of it was to be got at any price, and the std'Ck was soon seJling at 55. Nat didn't seem to recognize Will at first, either, but as his eyes gradually took in Will's well-known features he gave a gurgling gasp. Before the Exchange closed it was up to 60. "I wonder if I hadn,t better sell?" Will asked himself. "I'm $100 ahead." "Gosh all hemlock Are you Will Wicker?" he said in amazement.

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BULLING THE MARKET. 13 "That's who I am, Nat." "Why, you're a-dude!" he :fluttered. "Oh, no, not quite a dude." "Yes, you are. Where did you get all them swell clothes, and that hat, and that tic with a diamond pin? Glory hal lelujah Have you made your fortin already?" "Hardly," laughed Will. "Vl7by, you don't look no more like you used to than a turkey gobbler looks like a rooster. You look just/ like a city chap." "I feel like one now. I ought to, for I've been three month s in New York." "You m e an in Wall Street, don't you?" "Wall Street is part of lower New York." "Gol darn it, I thought Wall Street was the hull of New York. The papers are always full of it. My dad says Wall Street runs the hull country." "I guess it does run it to a considerable extent." "Say, do you expect to reach the hotel alive m that soot?" a s ked Nat. "Why not?" "I think it's doubtful. The gals will mob you sure as eggs is eggs." "Pe rhaps they won't recognize me." "You let 'em alone for that. I've hearn them talkin' bout how they was goin' to set their caps for you when you got back with a big wad of money. They all know that you went to Wall Street to make your fortin. By gum! I've been at the old man eYer since you've been away to let me go to York to get rich, too I reckon I'll go back with you, anyway, whether the old man likes it or not. How long d 'ye expect to stay in the village?" "I'm going back on the 7 :10 train to-night." "Can' t you stay down here no longer?" "No. I've got to be at the office at nine in the morning, sharp." "At nine. Is that when you go to1work ?" "Yes." "And when do you quit?" "Around half-past three." "J um.pin' grasshoppers I You must be one of the pard ners, ain't you?" "I'm just the messenger and office boy." "Is that all? And you kin dress like that! You must git $100 a week." "No, I get considerably less." "Then clothes must be dirt cheap in York. What did you pay for that soot?" "Sixteen dollars for the coat, vest and pants." "That's a pretty tidy sum. How much for the tie and the diamond?" "That isn't a real diamond. It cost me ten cents and the tie thirty-five cents." "That all? Gosh! I'd give p. quarter for it. I'd have all the gals on a string in no time at all." "If you'll meet me at the 7 :10 train to-night I'll give it to you." "You will? I'll be here, bet your life, if I bust a button makin' it." "Well, I must be getting on to the hotel. Good-bye till train time." Will walked along through Main Street and soon attracted a whole lot 0 attention from lhe people in the houses. Nobody seemed to recognize him, though everybody in the village knew him. He was taken for a strange city chap, and folks wonder13d what had brought him to Millbank on a Sunday. A dozen or more girls noticed him through their half closed blinds, but none of them got a square look at his face. Finally he reached the 1\Iillbank Hotel. Mr. Crimp and old man Peaseley were sitting on the ver anda in the sunshiRe. There was no look of l'ecognition or welcome for the boy in their eyes as he approached. "How do you do, pop?" said Will, as he stepped on the veranda. He used to address :Thfr. Crimp by that name sometimes. The landlord sprang to his feet with a cry of as_tonish men t. "Will, is it really you?" "It isn't anybody else, pop," said the boy, holding out his band. "Why, you look like a young gentleman," replied the hotel keeper, gazing at Will admiringly. "Don "t you know. Will Wicke1:, Seth?" Seth Peaseley rubbed bis glasses and looked hard at Will. "B'gosh It is Will. Why, you're tucked out to beat all creation! Ef my gal Sukey saw you now she'd fall plumb in lo\ e with you." Will shook hands with old ma.n Peaseley and said he was glad to see him again. "You must be makin' money hand over fist," said Pease ley. "I hope my son don't see you. If he does they'll be no keepin' him away from Wall Street." "I met Nat at the station," replied Will. "Sho I Did you? What did be say?" "You'd better ask me what he didn't say. He looked surprised." "I shou ld think he would. Are you a broker now?" "Not quite," laughed Will. "How soon do you expect to be one?': "I couldn't tell you." "You must be gettin' more'n a hundred a week judgin' by your clothes and that ther dimund pin. How much is it worth?" "How much do you think?" "Dimunds is purty valuable. Maybe $500." "Not quite. I've promised to give it to Nat to-night." "What! That dimund ?" "Yes." "Say, you don't mean no sich thing as that. Nat aouldn't earn that dimund in ten year." "I'm going in to see the missus, pop. Do you think it's safe?" asked Will. "I reckon she'll be glad to see you lookin' so prosperous," replied Mr. Crimp encouragingly So Will entered the public room of the hotel and walked through the dining-r9om to the kitchen where 1\Irs. Crimp, assisted by Bessie, was preparing dinner. Bessie saw him first, recognized him, and wit h a little cry dropped the dish she held in her hand.

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14 BULLING THE MARKET. It went to smash on the :floor and Mrs Crimp uttei;ed an exclamation of anger. Bessie darted for Will, and in a moment he had her in his arms, the lady of the house looking at them in utter amazement. "Will, Will, I'm so glad you've come back," cried Bessie. "And how fine you do look!" "Will Wicker!" gasped :Mrs Crimp, hardly believing the evidence of her eyes. "Yes, ma'am. I've come back see you for a few hours," replied the boy. "Only for a few hours, Will?" said Bessie wistfully. "That's all. I have to return to the city by the 7 :10 train this evening. But," he aded in a whisper, "you are going back with me." "Will, you don't mean it!" she cried excitedly. "Hush! I'll talk to you about it by and by. Well, Mrs. Crimp, are you glad to see me or not?'' "I s'pose I am, though I did mean to larrup you for rnnnin' away if I'd got my hands on you at the time. You must be cloin' well in York." "I'm getting on first-rate." "So you writ Obadiah. W orkin' for one of them brokers what was down here shootin', eh?" "Yes. For Mr. Douglas. I'm his messenger." "Does he send you around with messages?" "Yes, ma'am. I carry notes to other brokers, packages o f stocks and b o nds to customers, and do a whole lot of ot her thing s "He must pay you well. You look like a dood." I get $7 a week." "How can you dress So well and pay your board and wa shin' on $7 ?" O h; I get tips from people, and there are other ways of mak ing extra money." I guess you make a good deal more than your wages "I have so far. I've brought you a present of a new dress It isn't made up, but you can have the village dress maker do that for yon. I'll give you $5 to pay her." Mrs C r imp was all smiles in a moment. B essie, I left the package on the dining-room table. Go a n d get it," said Will. The girl hastened to do as she had been requested. Will h anded Mrs. Crimp the bundle. O pen it a.nd see how you like it. I got my landlady to buy i t for you, with lining, trimming and buttons complete. A ll you'll have to do is to get it made according to pattern Mrs. Crimp was delighted with her preEent, which hap pened to be of a shade that just suited her, and thus, by the exercise of a little tact and the expenditure of a few dollars Will had made himself quite solid with her. He was afraid, however, that her good humor would not l ast when she learned that he intended taking Bessie to New Yo r k with him. She had no legal claim on the girl, and could not pre Yent her leaYing if she got up spunk enough to do so, but j ust the same she could make matters pretty s ultry if she Wfln,ted to do so. After inspecting her dress Mrs. Crimp became Yery gracious to Will, and asked him many question s about hi R b u si n ess and about how he was getting on in New York. Then he went outside and found Mr. Crimp returning from a short walk with old man Peaseley, who haO. gone home Will talked with Mr. Crimp on the veranda until dinner was announced. After the meal he lold Mrs. Crimp thaL he expected to take Bessie to the city with him 011 the r1 :10 train. If he had dropped a bomb s hell in the room he could hardly have caw:;ed the lady of 1.he house to jump higher than she did. She said the idea was perfectly ridiculou s Then Will put it up to Bessie. "I'm ready to take you if you're ready to come. What do you say?" {!I'll go with you anywhere, Will," she replied. "I reckon you won t lake your things out of the hou se to-night, or any other time, lmless I'm willin'," was Mrs. Crimp's ultimatum. "I'm, Rmprised that you Rhould en courage the girl to think of leavin' me," she flashed at Will angrily .. "If you'd always treated her decent, Mrs. Crimp, I shouldn't have interfered in her behalf. You used to beaL her every day when I lived here, and you've not improved much since I've been away. Bessie is getting too old to be made a slave of any longer. I can get her a job in the city that will enable her to pay her way and give her a little spending money. My landlady has agreed to give her a home, and she will have the companionship of the lady's daughter, a girl of her own age. Altogether, it will be great ly to her advantage to come to New York," said Will. Mrs. Crimp got into one of her old pugnacious moods, but Will was not to be intimidated. Bessie, also, for once in her life, refused to be bulldozed, and the result was after the biggest kind of a verbal scrap Will carried his point after threatening to refer the whole matter to the justice of the village. It was arranged that Bessie should remain another month at the hotel, at the end of which she was to be allowed to go to New York. The matter having been finally patched up, peace was declared in the family circle to the great satisfaction of Mr Crimp, who was always uneasy when there were clouds on the domestic horizon. After supper Will bade all good-bye or the period of thirty days, when he said he would come for Bessie, and, after presenting Nat Peaseley with the imitation diamond pin, took the 7 :10 train for the metropolis. CHAPTER IX. A CLOSE CALL. A few mornings after Will sa w a statement in the paper lhat M. & N. was going up as the result of rumors concerning the road 's purchase of a branch line lo the coal mines which were beginning to pan ouL better than at any other period in their history. "What do ynu thiJ.1k abouL M. & N., .Joe?" Will asked Banker when they came together on the that alter noon. "Dunno/' replied Joe. "Haven't paid any attention to it." Will told him what the newspapers printed about the roud that morning.

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BULLING THE MARKET. 15 "You can't put muclt dependence on what the papers say,'' said Banker. "They'll publish any old thing in the way of news." "Bu L if it's true that the M. & N. roau 'has bought that brunch line it will be a good thing for the company, won't it?" "Sure, it will, otherwise the company wouldn't buy it." "The brokers must believe that there is something in the Teport, for the price is rising." "That doesn't follow. 'I'he bulls always try to take ad rnntage of every excuse to boost prices. That's the mission of a bull. The bears Jo just the opposite-they work to break prices in order to make money on short sales." "I've a great mind to buy some 1\f. & N. on the chance that it may go highH." ''Well, i.f you want to risk $50 on five shares you can buy them easi ly enough at the little bank on Nassau Street; but I wouldn't advise you to get in on it without you had some better guarantee than newspaper talk." That afternoon Will heard a group of traders talking about the M. & N. rise, and they spoke so well of the chances of the stock that Will left an order at the ba:i;ik on his way home for fifteen shares of M. & N. at the market, which was 62. He watched the stock all next clay and saw with satisfaction that it rose steadily to 65. The newspaper s continued to speak favorably as to the prospects of a still higher price, and so Will was content to let the deal stand. M. & N. clo. eel that day at 67 and opened next morning at 67 1-2. The bears attacked the stock : .md it took on a temporary slump, but recovered rapidly and went up to 70. ext day the scarcity of the shares on the market caused a big boom in the price and it closed at 80. "Have you sold those fifteeu shares of M. & N. you bought?" asked Banker when the boys met at the restaurant at a quarter past three. "Not yet," replied Will. "You're holding on too long, old man," replied Joe. "I haJ no idea it would get anywhere near 80. It's a case of pig luck that it has done so. There is liable to be a slilmp at any moment,,.and your profits are likely to be wiped out. Leave an order at the bank on your way home to sell you out in the morning. You're eighteen points ahead of the game and it's up to you to realize while you have the chance to do so. If you get out all right you can count yourself as having made a bang-up deal. You'll make over $250,. which is a pile of coin for a messenger to gather in, you can take my word for it." "You told me tlrn1 sevrra l messengers in the Street have made a good deal more than that, said Will. '' 80 they did, bui not on an ill\'e stment of $150. They made it by taking risks with big money that they had won before." "I'll follow your ad \'ice. I guess you know the market better than J." '' 1 ought to, for I've been thrrc years in the business, while you haYr only been down here about four months." ''You ought to have mnde Rcvernl thouRand dollars by this time," said Will. "I know I ought to but I 11:: n-en't. I was $600 ahead of i he game once, and then I got wiped clean out on a s ingle dt>al." ''Is that so?" "Sure as you live. If that deal had gone through I'd l1avp l!lade over $1,500 profit." "Instead of which you lost your $600 ?" "I lost it so quick that it made my head swim. I held on too long, just like you've been doing. Guess I was trying to grab the last dollar. It'.s a risky thing to look for all LhaL's in a deal. The chances are that you'll land in the soup like I did. You never can tell just where you are when a stock is going up. T he bears are likely to jump in at an unexpected moment and scoop the trick." Joe's talk made Will nervous about his deal. He left his order at the bank on the way home, but be didn't feel easy that evening about the fate of M. & N. in the morning. He dreamed that he had been cleaned out and woke up in a funk about the middle of the night. When he got to sleep he had a repetition of the dream, more vivid than before, and he awoke again in a cold sweat. It'was a.n hour before he got to sleep again, and when he woke it was daylight and time-toget up. He grabbed the morning paper at the station in feverish nervousness, expecting to read that 1\I. & N. had gone to smash over night. He was much relieved to find that such was not the case. His stock was sold at 80 3 -8, and :fii'teen minutes afterward some broker began dumping big blocks of the stock on the market. 'rhe Tesult was a slump and a panic at the Exchange. ''What did I tell you?'' said Joe, running against him at the Exchange. "Did you sell out last night as I advised you to?" ''I gave my order in," replied Will ; "but I don't know whether my shares were sold in time or not." ,, The chancPS are they were, but you can't tell for sure till you inquire at the bank," replied Banker. "I hope you've come out all right, but you see how dangerous it is to hold on too long. Lots of people are being cleaned out at t.his moment. Some of them are brokers, I'll bet, but the majority are the outside speculators or lambs, a s we call them.'' .\t noon Will was sent to a stationery house on Nassau :-:ltreet by the cashier and he dropped into the bank as nervous as an applicant standing examination for a good job. The margin clerk told him that his stock had been sold, and that he could have a sett l ement that afternoon. \"\'ill lefl the bank feeling like a fighting cock, and later on he found he hail made a profit of $275, which raised his aYailab l e capita l to $450. Next morning he told Banker that he had come out all right, and Joe 'congratulated him on his good luck. CHAPTER X. N.\T PEA.SELEY \ 'I8ITS NEW YORK. 'rcn days pas sed and then \Vill, who was now watching the Rtock market like a hawk. noticed that another stock called 8. & L. was going up. He comrnlted the r ecord of past performances of. this

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16 BULLIXG 'l'HE MARKET. road and saw that it had been hanging fire around 50 for six months or more. It reached 53 in a day or two and Will concluded to take a shy at it. He went to the litlle bank and ordered the margin clerk to buy 40 shares for his account. In a few days the stock went to 60 and a fraction and Will sold out, making an even $300. The stock kept on rising and went to 69, which fact caused the young messenger to regret that he had sold too soon. HoweYer, as he had no means of telling how high it was going he comforted himself with the reflection that half a loaf is better than no bread. "I've made $300, at any rate, and now I'm worth $750," he said to himself. "I've done pretty well for a country boy who hasn't been quite four months in Wall Street. If' I can make another lucky deal I'll have $1,000 or more to look at and call my own." About this time he received a letter from Mr. Crimp. The hotel keeper said that his wife had not able to a girl to take Bessie's place, and he asked, as a personal fayor, that Will would not insist on the exact terms of his agreement. He and his wife wanted Bessie to stay a while longer, and he assured Will that the girl was now being treated with eYery consideration. Will wrote back, enclosing a note to Bessie, and told Mr. Crimp that if Bessie was willing to stay another month he was satisfied to let her. Bessie answered that she would remain, as she Rnd Mrs. Crimp were getting on very well together. A few clays afterward Banker met Will and asked him to go into another deal with the crowd, and he consented to put in $50 on B. & 0., which Joe said a was going to boom. The stock was bought at 96, went up to 101, then slumped back to 92, where it remained. The deal was a failure and Will lost $25. Banker told him that he mustn't expect to win all the time. "If there was a syndicate back of it why didn't it go higher that 101 ?" asked Will, who was disappointed with the result of the deal. "I couldn't tell you. A screw came loose, I guess, and the whole thing fell in the soup." While the young messenger felt that he had got out easy, the whole thing gave him a shock, for he thought had he been making the deal himself with all his funds at stake he would have lost heavily. He was not quite so anxious after that to get in on the market as he had been before, for he saw how easy it was to get caught in the shuffle.,. When he got back to the office after his talk with Joe Banker he was paralyzed to find Nat Peaseleywaiting for him in the .reception-room. have got lost if it hadn't been for two policemen who showed me the way down here." "Did you come here looking for a job?". "I reckon I didn't come for nothin' else, except it was to see you. Bessie Kane sent her Jove to you. I wanted her to send you a kiss, but she kind of fought shy of that. If you want that yoJl'll have to go down to the hotel and collect it yourself." "I'm glad to see you, Nat, but I'm afraid you've come on a fool's errand." "Why so? I'm ready and willin' to work." "But you know nothing about the :financial district." "Neither did you when you first come on." "But I had an experienced messenger to show me the ropes." "Well, you kin show them to me, can't you? You ought to be experienced by this time." "You forget I was hired to take that boy's place, and that's how I was able to get the advantage of his knowl edge." "Well, I'm goin' around to hunt up a job, and then you kin make me wise to the ropes, as you call 'em." "No broker would hire you under such an arrangement." "Wouldn't he? How do you know that?" "Because it would take you a week at least before you'd be able to carry a message in any kind of time." "What's a week? That's only seven days. No brokeT would miss that time." "But no broker can afford to wait till you learned the business." "Say, what do you want to thTow cold water on a feller for? Don't you want me in town?" "I'd be glad to have you_here, and there's no reason why you shouldn't stay i you'll look up another kind of a job." "What other kind of a job?" "Something that doesn't require to start with." "Give it a name and,. by gum! I'll hunt it up if it's in town." At that moment the cashier called Will. There was a note for him to take to the Exchange to :Mr. Douglas. "I've got to go over to the Stock Exchange. You'd bet ter come with me." "All right. Where will I put my carpetbag? Shall I take it with me?" "I'll take charge of it," and Will carried it into the counting-room. "By Christopher! That's a swell lookin' gal poundin' that there machine. What is she doin'? Makin' some thin'?" "She's operating a typewriter." "What's that?" '' /i. machine that writes printed characters." "Do you sell characters at this place, too?" Will laughed. "By gmn I'm here in Wall Street at last," declared Nat, shaking him by the hand. "The old man gave me the dough and let me come on to try and make my fortin. I'm ready to take a job carryin' messages for anybody that wants me, and 1'11 take less than a hundred dollars to do it. But this here town is a big place. I might "You don't understand me. Wait till we get back and I'll take you inside and let you see how it works." "All right. I wouldn't mind gettin;' another peep at that gal. There's a whole lot of style about her, and that's what I like. I reckon the gals down our way are behind the times. They don't look nothin' like her."

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BULLING THE MARKET. 17 On the way to the Exchange Nat gazed around with star ing eyes and open mouth. He was so interested in all that was going on around him that he didn't look where he was putting his No. 10 shoes; the i;esult was he fell over the curb. As he picked himself up his sharp eyes spied a pocket book within his reach. "By gum! I've found somethin'," he said to Will, hold ing the wallet up. "Gracious You're lucky," cried Will in surprise. "I reckon I was born so. Let's see what's in it." There was a :five-dollar bill and a sli p of paper in it. "You kin have half that five, Will. There ain't nothin' mean about me." "No, I don't want it. It's yours, for you found it. Let me see that paper." Nat handed it to him. Will opened it, thinking that it might furnish a clue to the owner of the book. This is what he read: "X. & Z. stock? What kind is that? I can't see nothin' but a mob of fellers shakin' their fists at one an_,other and holler in' to beat the band." "Hello, hayseed!'' criec1 an A. D. T. boy, looking at Nat Peasclcy. "Ain't you afraid of getting lost without a tag?" "If you're tryin' to make fun of me you'll find you've got the wrong pig by the tail, by gum!" replied Nat in dignantly. A roar of laughter from the crowd of messengers greeted his words. One of them got down on his hand s and lmees behind him while a companion gave Nat a shoYe that caused him to tumble over the other's back. "Hold on, fellows!" cried Will. "This i s a friend of mine." Nat sprang to his feet, hi s eyes blazing with anger. Then something happened that caused an uproar in the entrance. Nat went for the crowd like a catapult. He was as strong as a horse and he meant bus iness. He tumbled the messengers over like nil1C'-pins, and fired "PARADISE, NEVADA. half of them onto the sidewalk head over heels before Will "DEAR HANK: You rememb e r the old Harlequin Silver was able to re s train him or an attendant interfere. Mine that never was nothing more than a prospect? Well, "Come on with the rest of 'em! '' roared Nat, dancing me and a few other geezers bought the title up .for next door iuonnd. "I kin lick all Wall Street, by gum!" to nothip.g a while ago and we've been pro specti ng it for A crowd of traders ru shed to the railing to see the fun. a vein of ore we was told was there. We was about "Cool clown, Nat. You'll be hauled off to jail if you giving the thing up as a bad job when we di scovere d a don't cut this bus iness ont. You've mad e rumpus enough lead of silver that will make us all Monte Cristos in six now to cause your an:est twice oYer," said Will. months hence. Now, there's 20,000 shares of Harlequin "I don't k eer. Nobody kin play fool tricks with me it stock somewhere in New York. At the present minute it I do come from the country. I didn't sa:v nothin' to no ain't worth the paper it's printed on to anybody ?ut our-body, and they upsot me on th e floor. Gol darn it! I'm selves, 'cause nobody knows yet about the strike If you made e nough to chew hay." can :find that stock freeze on to it quicker than a flash of Will pushed Nat into a corner and explained matters to lightning. It will be worth a dollar or mo. re a s hare insid e a couple of th e attendants who came up to grab Peaseley of a month, as soon as we give out the news. Get a hustle and hand him over to an officer. on and look for it. It will be worth all the trouble it may It took a whole lot of argument on Will 's part to save take you to locate it. You ought to buy it for a cent a hi friend as Harlequin is known dead mine, and there isn't sFinally. Will delivered his note to Mr. Douglas and he othmg deader th.an a mrne that I know of. A nod anc1 Nat left, the other messengers looking after the coun -1s as good as a wmk to a blmd horse, so get busy. try boy with considerable resp ect for his muscle. "Yours for luck, ToM BRADY." "What does it say?" asked Nat. "Something about a discovery of silver ore in a dead mine out West. I'll keep it if you don't mind." "Gosh You kin have it. It ain't no good to me. Don't you want half of this bill?" "No, Nat. I've got all the funds I want." "By gum! You're lucky. If I had all I wanted I'd need a freight car to take it hum. What the dickens is that noise? Where is it comin' from?" "The Stock Exchange." "You don't say. What' s broke loose in there?" "The bulls and bears are having it out," laughed Will. "Gosh all hemlock I'd lil
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'18 BULLING TUE MAR-KET. good looks. I confe in to see what you are makin' on that "By gum! Will, that's more money than you're gittin' machine you're poundin' away at like fun. Will says you're nt your p l ace," grinned NaL. writi n characters. J s'pose a feller needs them things to "That's right. Now I'll take you up to my boarding get a jo b on. J didn't t h ink about gettin' one from ll1Y, old house. Thel'e's a vacant room you can have for$] .50 withman, bu t he' ll back me up any time 1 want him to." oui. board." W ill near l y had a fit, :rncl MisR Sanborn smi l ed mis"Without board! Co l dam it, Will! I've got to eat, c hi evous ly. hain't I?" "You m i sunderstood Will," she s aid with a coquettish "Of course. we'll see the missus about that. She g lance at Nat. "This is a machine on which I copy letters doesn't take boarders as a m le. She took me as a special a n d other documents in printed characters. Jus t watch favor. Maybe I can persuade her to take you. If not, m e 1.here's a restaurant half a block away you can get Her nimb l e fingers s l ipped over the keys for a few moycur hash cheap." m ents and then she showed Nat the result on one of the "All right." office l e tterheadings. Will introduced Nat to his l andlady, and she fina11y B 'gosh You done that in no time at all. What are agreed to board him, so that matter was settled them thi n gs you hit with your fingers?') Will explirined io Nat how he should take the Ninth "Those are the keys, with the letters of the alphabet and AYomw train to Battery Place and then walk over to Beaver :figures on t h em. That one is the letter A When I strike. Street. it that steel spoke flies u p and prints the letter A on th.e He said he'd find t h e store al l right, and he did pape r. Will had foTgotten all about the note referring to the "By gum!" e j aculated Nat. Harlequin S i lver Mine of Paradise, Nevada, but he found It was h a r d to tell which interested the country boy the it in his pocket on the following morning soon after he mo st-the mach ine or the fair stenographer herself reached the office. Will w as soon call ed on to go out again, and he took Nat "Gee! I'd like to get ho l d of those 20,000 shares of the with him : stock," he said to himself. "I wonde r who owns the cer H e poi n te d out m a n y o f the office buildings and told Nat their names. Finally Mr. D o u glas came in the office and Will told him h e had a v i s itor from the country who had come ex p e ctin g to get work as a me sse nger in Wall Street. The brok er l a u ghed < t r s uppose a ll the boys of Millbank want to come to vVall S t ree t since they've heard that you are getting on s o well,'' he s aid ""Not a ll the boys," replied Will. "Some of them, no d o u bt. Nat Peaseley has been crazy to come for a l o n g time and he's been worse on the s ubject since I have m a d e a s u ccess of it." What are you going to do with him?" tificates? Maybe half a dozen peop l e or brokers who have long since looked on that mine as a dead iss u e I think I'll make some inquiries about the stock. It won't clo any harm." So when Will went around among the brokers ilhat day 11e inquired at every office where he called about H arlequin mining stock. No one had any of it, nor had they had inquiries about it for eighteen months or more. It was a dead 'mine, he was told, l ong since stricken from the market lists, and of no value whatever. "Not worth a cent a share," said one trader. "I never handled any of it, for it never was anything but a prospect, and pro s pects, as a rule, aren't worth bothering with." "Harl equin Mine?" said another. "Don't know any thing about it. Got no use :for dead iss u e s Don-'t believe it ever amounted to anything." I guess those s hare s are hel d b y some people outside of Wall Street," thought Will, after he had exhausted all hi s a.Yailable mean s of inquiry. "I don't know, s ir. I'd like to get him back hom e, but h e seems to have come to stay. I told him that h e mustn't expect to get a po s ition in Wall Street. Probably he may b e w illi ng to l ook e lsewhere for something to do. He's a worker, and would make a first-claes porter, I s hould t hink." Finally he thought he'd a s k the cashier of the office abol)t "A friend of mine a mer c h ant on Beaver Street need s tl1G stock. a n assistant h e lp er. 1'11 write a note to him recommending He didn't look for results from the inquiry, however. your frie nd. You can tak e him around to his s tor e." "1\fr. Trask, did you ever hear about a mining stock "All Iight, s ir. I'm much obliged to you." called Harl e quin ? h e asked. :M:r. Dougla s sent for hi s ste no g raph e1 and dictated a 'Harlequin! Yes. It was a pro s pect that went out of note to the merchant > existence two or three years ago." "Come along, Nat. I've got a not e that may ge t you a "Know anybody who has any of it on hand?" job. Row would l ike to work for a mer chant?" sn,id T believe .Tacob D ea n, on this floor, has a b l ock of 20,000 Will. shares in his sa fe." "By gum I je s t a s l i e f work for him a s anybody e l se, Will's 'hea:i:.t gave a bound. s o lon g as I g i t paid for it." "Do you t h ink he'd sell it cheap?" h e asked eagerly. Will took Nat to the store on Beave1 Street and handed "Sell it! Why, he cou ldn't give it away. Nobody wants th e l etter to the merchant. a valueless stock." The gentleman questioned Nat on his general capabili"He must consider it of some value or he wouldn't ties, a n d n ally hired him at $10 a week, directing him to lumber his safe up with it." come i n t h e morn in g at seven o clock. "Oh, he's one of those b rokers w h o woul d ho l d on to a

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BULLING THE MARKET. scrap of paper on the chance that somebody might want to buy it some day." "How did he gci hold of a stock that has no value?" "A man left it with him as security for a small loan. CHAPTER XII. NEWS l'RO:U THE HARLEQUIN SILVER MINE. That waR when it was in the mining lists, and had a nom"I've goi the stock," said Will exhibiting the four cer inal value of five cents a share. 'l'he man never called to ti.ficate s to Mr. Twsk, the cashier, on his return to the repay the money, and never will. He died in one of the city office. ho,:pita l s soon after from the effects of an operation." "What did you pay him for them?" "If you say .Mr. Dean couldn't give it away he might be "Twenty-five dollars. He asked me $100 at first." willing to sell it cheap." "Upon my word, young man, you mu st have money to "Who wanLs it?" throw away. l told you that the s tock of that mine is "I do." worthl ess." "What do you want with a useless stock?" asked the "It may pan out yet." cashier in surprise. 'trrhere isn't one Ghance in a hundred 'of it doing so." "I'm making a collection of defunct mining shares,'' "Don't be ioo sure of that, Mr. TraRk," replied Will sig, grinned Wili. nificantly. "You ought to be able to find enough of that kind in "Have yon heard anything a.houi that mine?" asked the Wall Street to fill a good-sized cellar."' cashier, noticing the young mesRenger 's i.one and manner. "May I go in and ask him what he wants for the stock?" "I have." "You may; but don't let him think you want it bad for "What did you hear about it?" aRked Mr. Trask with if you do he'll ask you a good price an air oC some interest. 1 Will walked down the corridor to Broker Dean's office. "I heard that a fine vein of s ilver o re had been discovered The trader was in and received him in f his private office. in Lhc mine." "What can I do for you, young man?" he inquired. "You did?" ejaculated the cashier in surprise. When "I'm making a collection of certificates of bursted mine s and how did you get hold of the information?" I was told that you have some Harlequin mining shares." "I would prefer not to say just at present." "Who told you so?" "Did you see it in one of the financial papers?" "Mr. Trask, of our office." "No, sir." "I've got four certificates of 5,000 shares each. If you'll "Hear any broker talking about it?" take them all I'll let you have them cheap." "No, sir "What do you ca ll cheap?" "Then I don't see how--" "One hundred dollars." "Maybe you'll see a report of the discovery in the papers "That's too much. The stock isn't worth anything." before thirty days. At any rate I consider my informa what do you want with it?" ti on worth risking $25 on. If it should amount to nothing "Keep it as a curiosity. I'll give you $10 for one of the I won't go broke." certificates." Will watched the financial papers after that every day "Take the four and you may have them for $40." for some indication of the report of the dis c<;>very of s ilver "I'm afraid I can't afford it." in the Harlequin mine. "How much can you afford?" Day after day went b y and nothing happened. "Twenty-five dollars." At the end of three weeks th e boy hegan to wonder if the "Hand mo the money and you can have them." letter containing the alleg e d information amounted to any Will counted out $25, and Mr. Dean went outside and thing after all. after a few minutes with the certificates. Nat Peaseley was getting acquainted with the city fast. "Going to frame them?" he asked with a chuckle as he He and Will traveled around together every night and handed them to the boy. on Sunday and had a good time together "I may. By the way, give me a receipt for the money, Nat liked his job, which he filled satisfactorily, and he will you?" was tickled to death with the big wages he was getting "What for? You've got the certificates. What more do His hours were pretty long, as compared wit h Will's, you want?" but he didn't mind that for a cent, as he was used to work I'd like some evidence to show that I paid $25 for ing long hours on his flJ,the'l''s farm in the count r y them." It waR about this time that Will, whilC' C'::tgerl y awaiting "Why?" Rome Rign fo lhe paper s ahont lhC' Harlr fJilin Rilver Mine, "People might lhink l got them for nolhing." .found out onA afternoon that a pool lrnrl hf'rn formed to "Whal difference does ii mah what they think?" boom L. & M R tock. 'I'd like to be able to prove lhai I reaUy did pay someRali8fied that h e har1 got hold o f a g ill-erlgerl lip he went thing for Lhem." Lo the and houghl 70 sharr:;; of the Flock, putting Broker Dean drew np a reC'eipt. f'laiing tliai he had thai up all l1is monpy on mar gin. gay sold \Vil I Wicker four certificates of Harlequin mining L & 111. waR go ing at 'i'1 when he wen l in on th e deal, and stock for $25 cash. a few days lat e r it was up lo 75. "Thank you, sir," said Will. "Good -da y." Ai th e beginning of the following week it was up to 80, "Good-day," chuck led the trader, and the door closed a nd Will watched th e mark e t closP]y so that he might b e after the boy. able lo judge when it was bes i for him to unload.

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20 BULLING THE MARKET. The boom set in on Wednesday and the brokers became greatly excited as they always did over a boom or a slump. Finally the price reached 91, and the young messenger gave the bank instructions to sell him out. Hill stock went at a little over 91, and after commissions were paid he figured up his profit at $1,400, which raised \is capital to $2,100. L. & M. went to 93, and the insiders got rid of their hoidings without causing any ftrry, and after their support was withdrawn from the stock it gradually went down to 75. This deal was hardly finished before Will saw a para graph in one of the Wall Street papers referring to Harle quin Silver Mine. The truth had come out at last, and when a fuller story was published on the following day, confirming the discov ery of one of the richest leads of silver ore in the State of Nevada, considerable excitement was shown on the Curb. The brokers began making inquiries for the stock, but nobody had any. Several members of the Curb Exchange started around aipong the offices to try and find some of it. 'l'hey met with no success, but their efforts spread the news that something was doing in the old dead mine. About 'two o'clock in the afternoon Broker Jacob Dean, who had sold the 20,00 shares to Will, heard the news of the silver strike. He had not read the account in the morning paper be cause his attention had been taken up with other matte11s. The broker who told him in a casual way about the dis covery at the mine said the news was printed in full in the "Wall Street Argus Broker Dean couldn't believe there was anything in the report, but as soon as he got back to his office he looked up the story in the "Argus." He was nea,ly paralyzed by what he saw. "I must get .that stock back from the boy before he hears about this new@,'' he said to himself in feverish eagerness. "Just to think of me selling those shares for $25 on the eve of such a discoYery after keeping them all these years in my safe, and having that $200 loan marked up to profit and loss. That stock will be put back on the lists again, and may be quoted as high as 50 cents a share if the ore vein turns out to be half as valuable as it is reported. I simply must get the stock b ack at all hazards. Why, that bo,v would make $10,000 off a $25 investment, if he didn't make even more. What a donkey I was to sell it, and I thought I had done pretty well to get $25 for four appar ently worthless certificates." Mr. Dean put on his hat and hurried in to Mr. Douglas's office. He looked around for Will, but didn't see him. "Where's your messenger boy?" he asked the cashier. "1 sent him out on an errand." "Will you send him in to my office as soon as he re turns?" "I will, Mr. Dean," replied the cashier. Mr. Trask chuckled as the trader walked out, looking like a man in a great sweat. Will had showed him the story about the Harlequin Mine printed in that morning's "Argus," and the cashier had duly congratulated the young messenger on his good luck, which, under the circumstances, promised to be phenom enal. Will returned to the office in about ten minute s "Mr. Dean was in here looking for you," s aid Mr. Trask. "That so?" replied Will. "What did he want with me?" "He didn't say, but I gu e sti he's r ead about th e di s covery of ore in the Harlequin Mine and he i s trying to get those 20,000 shares back." "I'm afraid he won't get them back from me." "Well, he said he wanted to see you in his offic e as soon as you got back, so you d better go in the r e now, for I may have to send you out again in a Cew minut e s." So Will hastened in to see what Mr. Dean wanted with him. "Take a seat, Wicker," said Dean. "I want to speak to you about that mining stock I sold you the other day." "What about it?" tisked Will. "I've just discovered that I had no right to sell it to you." "No right?" "No. It was hypothecated with me some time ago a s security for a $200 loan. I thought the loan had run out, but find I made a mistake. I'll have to ask you to return me the certificates. I'll allow you $25 for your trouble in matter." "Do you expect the man to whom you made the loan to come back and claim the stock?" "I am looking for him to do so." "Then you believe that dead people can revisit this earth, do you?" "Dead people! What do you mean?" "The man you made the loan to has been d e ad the s e two years." "Who told you that?" glared Broker Dean. "Mr. Trask, our cashier," replied Will coolly. "Mr. Trask knows nothing about my bu s ine s s," s aid Mr. Dean angrily. "Then I'm to understand that the man is not dead?" "Certainly, he is not." "I'm afraid in that case you'll have to settle the matter with him yourself. I bought the certificates from you in good faith, and I'm going to hold them." "But I must have them. I'll give you $100 if you will release them to me." "No, sir. I .Jouldn't take $1,000 for the m in cas h, nor $5,000, at this moment. I have learned that a rich vein of silver has just been discovered in the mine and the stock may be worth $10,000 a month from now. I know a good thing when I see it, and I don't propose to l e t it get away from me." "You can't keep that stock, young man. I'll cal1 on your employer and he wi11 make you give it up." "You're at liberty to call on him if you want to, but he can't make me turn my own property ove r to you." "If he doesn't I'll have you arrested for r e tainin g pr o p erty that belongs to another," cried Jacob D ean furiou s l y "All right. Have me arrested. I'll bet you won t g e t the stock back, ju. st the same. I'm willing to s ubmit the case to any magistrate in the city. I bought the s tock from you, and it is mine as much as this suit of clothes is mine. You cannot frighten me by such a threat as that. I wasn t born yesterday."

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BULLING THE MARKET. 21 "We'll see, you impertinent little monkey. / I've offered you $100 for its return If it isn't in my office by ten to morrow morning you will find yourself in the bands of a policeman on you r way to jail,'' roared the broker, who was as mad as a hatter. Will made no reply to thi s s peech, but got up and left the office. Fifteen minutes later he met Broker Arden on the street and laid the matter before him. "'l'he stock is your property beyond any doubt," said Arden. "You were smart to get that receipt for the $25 from him. That will c linch the nJatter in any court of law. How came you to buy that stock, anyway?" he added curious l y "I'll tell you some time, Mr. Arden. At present all I can say is that I came into advance information about the discovery or silver ore in the mine, and I looked around to find some of the stock, for I thought it would be good thing to have." "You're an uncommonly lucky boy, Wicker. You may make $1,000 profit on every dollar you invested in the stock Everything will depend on the richness of the ore and whether it lasts or not. Should it peter out the stock will return you nothing. On the other hand should this mine prove to be a new Eldorado you will be in a position to make 1,000 per cent profit, if not more." "I expect that Mr. Dean will try to make trouble for me." "Pay no attention to him He can't do anything in the matter. The sale was a bona fide one and will stand." Will thanked him and walked off. Next morning at e l even o'clock, as Will was coming out of the messengers' entrance to the Exchang e he was con fronted by Broker Dean and a policeman. They had evidently been waiting for him to come out "There he is now;'' said Dean. "Arrest that boy." The policeman laid his hand on Will's sh oulder, saying: "You'll have to come with me, young man." "What for? What am I charged with?" "You are a thief!" roared Dean, shaking hi s fist in Will's face. "You haYe mining stock belonging to me in your possession You will give it up now or go to jail." CHAPTER XIII. NAT PEA.SELEY .MAKES A HAUL IN TUE MARKET. "I haYen't anything belonging to you, Mr. Dean The mining stock you refer to I purchased from you for $25, as :vou well know. Because it promises to be worth some thing now you want to get it away from me. Well, you won't get it. I know my rights, and intend to stan d up for them." "Take him to the station, officer," said the broker. in a rage. "It strikes me that you' ll regret having me arrested, Mr. Dean," said Will, :is a crowd o.f messenger boys and others began to gather, attracted by the disturbance and the pres ence of the policeman. "What's this mean, Mr Dean?" demanded Broker Ar den, stepping up, suspecting at once the cause of the boy's trouble. "Mr. Dean has caused my arrest on the charge of retaining that mining stock I told you about yesterday after noon," explained Will. "That boy's arrest is an outrage!" ejaculated Edwin Arden, looking angrily at Dean. "He is a thief!" cried Broker D e an doggedly. "He is no more a thief than you are yourself," replied Arden, standing up loyally for Will. "Aha You wish to insult me cried D ean, s haking his fist in the face of the boy's defender. The young broker knocked his arm aside, sprang at him, and st ru ck him a heavy blow in the mouth, knock in g him down. The messenger boys who formed the inner line of specta tors gave a shout of glee. It looked as if'. the two brokers were about to indulge in a scrap on the sidewalk, and that was an exhibition that was just to their liking. They were disappointed, however, as Broker Dean, though a bigger man than Broker Arden had the heart of a mouse. Besides, Dean knew that Arden was a boxer and an all around athlete, and that he stood no show whatever in a scrap with the younger man. He picked himself up, glared at Arden, but made no belligerent move. "Officer,'' said Arden, "have you a warrant for this boy's arrest?" "I have "Will you let me see it, please?" The policeman exhibited the warrant, which c harged Will Wicker with appropriating property, to wit: Four certificate s of 5,000 shares each of the Harlequin Silver Mining Company, of Paradise, N evaQ.a, which did pot be long to him rightfully "This boy bought and paid for that stock, officer, ap.d he hold s a receipt from this man Dean for the purchase price of the shares. It is simp ly ridiculou s to arrest him on such a charge," sa id Arden "It is not my place to pass upon the merits of the case," replied the policeman. "I have been sent to execute the warrant." "If you push this charge, Mr. Dean," said Arden, "it will do you no good, and only serve to make you the laugh ingstock of the Wicker bought that stock of you at your own figures. It was absolute l y worthless at the time of the sale-not worth the price you charged him. ow you want to get it back because of a newspaper report stat ing that a rich discovery of ore has been made in the mine If that stock turns out to be valuable tbis boy will rightfu1l:v be the gainer. If he is taken to the stat ion I will go there and baii him out, and I will see that he after wards bring s a s uit against you for false Dean began to wake up to the fact that he was acting like a fool, so he told the policeman to let Will go. The policeman, however, entertained some doubt s about releasing the boy on account of the warrant, which it was his duty to execute Dean then directed him to bring Will ewer to his office. When they arrived there he handed the officer a bill. "Report to the court that the case has been se.i;tled," hg 1>11ic1, and the policeman went away. He then offered Will $500 for the return of the coctifi-

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22 BULLING THE MARKET. cates, but the boy declined to part with them, so that ended the interview. The fact that Will owned 20,000 shares of the Harlequin Mine reached the (;Jars of his employer, although the boy himself said nothing about the matter Lo any one but the caFhier, and Mr. Trask did not think it necessary to Douglas. Mr. Arden told Douglas about it, as he thought that the way Will had got possession of th& shares was very clever indeed. Douglas laughed at il1e story of Broker Dean's discom .fi ture in his futile effort to regain possession of the stock as soon as he learned that the mine was likely to turn out a winner after all. When be saw Will he congratulated him about the matter. "How came you to learn in advance of the printed report that a valuable silver lead hacl been discovered in the Harle quin Mine?" asked Broker Douglas curiously. "I'll tell you if you promise to keep it secret, sir." "I certainly will not say anything about it if you don't wish me to." Will then told him about the finding of the wallet by Nat Peaseley in the gutter almost in front of th!} Exchange, and how it contained a $5 bill and a letter without an en velope from a man in Paradise, Nevada, to a friend of his in New York. "Here is the letter, sir. You can read it. I started to look for some of the stock on the strength of that. I had no luck until I spoke to Mr. Trask about the mine, and he told me that Broker Dean had 20,000 shares of it in his safe-the very number mentioned in the letter. I lost no time in calling on Mr. Dean, and he seemed glad to get rid of it at most any old price, though he did ask me $100 for it a.t first. When I told him that I couldn't afford to pay over $25 he let me have the four certificates for that." Mr. Douglas read the letter and handed it back to Will. "You must have been born lucky, young man. That letter was a valuable tip, and I congratulate you on your sharpness in taking immediate advantage of it. Of course you will hold on to the stock until satismctory developments in the mine have established a basis on which the value of the stock can be determined." "Certainly, sir. I believe I've got a good thing and I'm not going to let it get away from me." "If the ore discovery is anywhere near as good as it has been reported the stock is sure to be re-listed on the West ern rnarkcfa>, and will then take its place among the securi ties f1ealt in on the Curb here. vVhen that time comes you wil I then know how much your 20,000 shares are worth." Mr. Douglas entered his' office and Will began to build air castle,; arotrnd his Harlequin mining stock. A few days laier Will was listening to some brokers talk ing in the reception-room while waiting to get an interview with Mr. Douglas. He was the only one in the room besides themselves, and as he was apparently absorbed in the columns of the "Daily Argus" they paid no attention to his presence. He soon that they were discussing the chances of big money to be made out of a combination in which they were interested to boom H. & 0. stock, which was then going at 56. Will listen ed attentively to all they said, and when the four brokers were admitted to Mr. Douglas's sanctum he was satisfied he had got hold of a fine tip. 'l'hat afternoon on his way home he left an order at the little bank for the purchase of 200 s hare s of H. & 0. at the market, and his order was filled first thing in the morning Hfter the Exchange opened for business. Will didn't look for the stock to rise right away, as it wouldJake some days for the syndicate to buy in the shares on the outside before its brokers got busy on the Exchange. That evening he asked Nat if he wanted to make a little money on the outside. "By gum! I'm always ready to make money on any side, Will, whether it's qn the outside or the inside," he replied. "As long as it's not the wrong side, eh? Well, have you got $50 ?" "I have." "Give it to me and I'll buy you five shares of H. & 0. stock. I've bought as many shares myself as my pile will let me, and Iexpect to make a good thing out of it." "If you expect to make money out of it I'm with you. I don't know nothin' 'bout stocks, but you ought to know a hull lot by this time, and whatever you aay goes with me, bet your bottom dollar." Nat came up with $50, and next day Will bought five more shares in his own name for his friend's account. Three days later H. & 0. was up to 58', and Will told Nat that he was $10 better off on paper than he had been at the time he put up the $50. "What do you mean by I'm $10 better off on paper?" asked Nat. "Well, your .five shares of stock are worth $10 more than when I bought them for you. We call that paper profit, be cause nobody is certain of it until he realizes the cash in hand." "I reckon I see the point," said Nat, nodding his head sagely. "How much do you think I'm goin' to make out of this thing?" 1 "You may make $15 or $20 clear." "Gosh! That's fine. I'd like to be in one of these here deals every day. I'd soon be rich enough to buy a farm for myself." "Do you intend to go back to the country one of these days and settle down?" "I ain't quite Rnre what 1'11 do. This here $10 a week I'm gittin' down on Beaver Street is a mighty strong in ducement for me to stay in the city for a good while to come." "You're bound to get a raise hy and hy if you attend strictly to business. That iR an old established house you're with. The boss of a place of that kind always takes care of his employees as Jong as they do the right thing." "I don't want no one i.o take care of me. By gum! l kin take care of myself." "What I mean is that Mr. Dnzian will give you a square deal." "Oh, that's it. Well, I don't ask for nothin; more." On Friday of lhat week I:I. & 0. began to boom in ear' nest. 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BULLING THE MARKET. 23 On Tuesday el'ening "l1Cm his friend went u to his room with him he handed him $1-11'.50. "What's this?" asked Nat, looking al lhe roll in surprise. "The $50 you gaYe me to put up on H. & 0. The rest is you1 profit." "B'gosh You don't mean to say I've made $97.50 ?" gasped the country lad. "That's what you made on the deal." "Sufl'erin' giglamps !" ejaculated Nat, gaping at the money. "I ne\er had so much before in all my life. I'm goin' down to Millbank next Sunday along with you, and by gum I'll make the ga l s look some, bet your boots. Tll get a new soot ancl a new hat and a new tie. I reckon I ll have the hull town by the ears. How much did you make, Will?" "I made $3)900." "B'gosh You must be worth a hull lot of money now." "I'm worth $6,00b, and 20,000 shares of mining stock that some day may be wotth a dollar or more a share." CHAPTER XIV. HOW FORTUNE FAVORS WILL. When Sunday came around Will and Nat went down to Millbank together. They were both dressed in their best clothes, but Nat looked something gorgeous in his new suit, with a glass diamond in his .four-in-hancl tie, and a silk handkerchief sticking out of the upper outside pocket of his coat. He looked the countryman all over, in spite of his city outfit, while no one would have guessed that Will was anything but a regular New Yorker. This time Will carried a cane, and r at carried one also, because he didn't want his friend to have anything on him, as the saying is. When they got off the car at Millbank Station the agent nearly had a fit when he recognized Nat. "\Yell, you're coming out for .fair, Nat," he said with a grin. "By gum! I rather guess there's some s tyle about me now," replied Na t complacently. "Me and Will are the goods, bet your life." "I'm afraid the girls won't do a thing to you Nat," laughed the agent. "I'll bet they won't b'gosh !" "Come on, Nat, we've got no time to fool here. We've got to get back to the city s ome time to-night," said Will pulling his companion away. Nat only walked a short di s tance with Will a s his home lay in another direction but it was easy to see tha.t his ap pearance in town was creating a se n sa tion What would happen when the olc1 man saw the dudi sh appearance of hi s son Will could only surmise, but h e judged there would be something doing on the farm. W ill went 'straight to the hotel, where he was receiYed with open arms by l\Ir. Crimp ancl B ess ie, and with unus ual re s pect ancl consideration by Mrs. Crimp. He had a whole lot to tell them and when he showed them a certificate of depo sit for $u,OOO on the little bank in assau Street, made out in his name the three look ed at him with wonder. "But that isn't all I'm wortlt," he sai
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, I i. \ 2 4 BULLING THE MARKE'r. of the gals a fiver. They think I own a bank in the city, and I let ;em think so, b'gosh !" As Nat concluded the train came in and they boarded i:t. At the end of the coming week Will saw by the Goldfield market report that the Harlequin mine had been put on the list and was quoted at 40 cents. "That makes my block of stock :vorth $8,0 00. But I don't intend to sell it at that price," he said to himself A week later it was up to 60 cents, and by the end of the month it had gone up to $1.25 a share By degrees it rose to $1.52, and as it seemed to hang around that figure Will concluded to sell it. He got rid of it to fom: different brokers at $1.50, and thus added $30,000 to his capital. It seemed as if good fortune was running Will's way in shoals, for hardly had he disposed of his mining shares be fore he got hold of a tip on S. & T. that looked like a winner. He bought 3,000 shares at 65, and a week l ater it was going at 75. He also got 15 shares for Nat. "This is a gilt edged stock, and the tip is a gilt-edged one, too,'' he told rat at the time he proposed that his friend should make his second venture. "I know some of the brokers who are booming it, and they are able to keep it up as long as they please. They're going to make a mint of money out of the rise, and I propose to get.a slice out of it myself." "If I made $97.50 out of $50," said Nat, "I ougbt to make three times as much out of $150, b'gosh !" "You probably will if things go right as I expect." S. & T. continued to ri s e steadily for several days, and at the end of that time it was up to 85 and a fraction Judging by what he heard about the Street that it was time for him to sell he left an order with the bank to do so. His profit amounted to $60,000, while Nat captured $300 Nat was tickled to death, and he wanted to l mow how much Will had made out of the deal, but this time the young messenger. wouldn't tell him. "He'd drop dead if he knew I was worth $96,000," chuckled Will. "He'd be after me all the time to make an other deal for him whether I saw a good chance or not, because he'd want to make $96,000 himself right off the reel." The possession of nearly $100,000 didn't seem to make a whole lot of difference with Will Wicker, not half so much, in fact, as the change that $450 did in Nat. It was as much a s Will could do to hold Nat in. One would ha\'e thought he was a millionaire from his conversation and the style he put on. Will was 11ow in high favor with :Mrs. Crimp, for every time he came down he brought her a nice present, and she reckoned him a kind of walking gold mine. Mr. Crimp was always sincerely glad to see him without any regard to the present that Will always insisted on his .accepting ) As for Bessie, of course she was very happy when he came down to M:illbank, for \ Vill was everything to her, as he de clared she was to him. Thus several months passed away and ear l y s u mmer ca.me arounr Will had made several quick deals at a profit of three or four points on each, and his capital had increased to a little over $150,000 Then the chance came to him to get in on the biggest deal of his you ng career CHAPTER XV. WILL BUYS SOME TROLLEY SH.A.RES. One day Will was returning from an errand to the Mills Building An old white haired gentleman was walking right ahead of him. He was a well known character in Wall Street and his name was Andrew Ha1dcastle. No one knew his exact age, but it was known to be over eighty. Most men of his wealth, for he was a millionaire, would have retired from active service years since. Andrew Hardcastle, however, couldn't tear himself away from the financial district. He had grown up with it from a boy of fifteen, when he entered a big brokerage house as office boy, and graduated from it as a broker himself Subse'{uently he turned hi attention to loaning money to brokers at the prevailing rate of interest, and he found this so profitabl e that he stuck to it. Every messenger boy as well as habitue of Wall Street knew the old man, and naturally Will recognized his figure as soon as he saw it. Andrew Hardcastle had an office on the fifth floor of one of the new office buildings. and there he could be found every working day from ten to three. His bookkeeper was a man almost as old as himself, who had been with him for over forty yeais, and his stenogra pher was a little gray haired lady of perhaps fifty. Even his office boy and messenger was a little wizened old fellow of sixty-odd, who seemed to be quite as nimble on his pins as most of the boys who filled similar posi tions. Will was perhaps a yard behind the old gentleman when something caused him to glance upward. It might have been a loud warning cry borne down to the sidewalk by the wind which had caught his ear and atten tion. However, he never remembered what bad caused him to look up. What he saw, however, caused him to catch his breath, spring forward, seize old Andrew Hardcastle in his young and sinewy arms and swing him off his feet. Almost at the same insta11t there was a terrific crash, and a heavy iron girder struck the walk where the old man would have been but for Will's presence of mind. It went through the concrete sidewalk as though this obstruction were nothing but paper, and continued on into the cellar, and thence through the floor to the sub cellar of the office building, where it extend('d beyond the building line, l eaving a big gaping hole in the walk, and below. Andrew Hardcastle was one of those men whose wit s are keen even in old age. 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BULLING THE MARKET. blankly at the hole two feet away for a moment he turned to see who it was that had saved his life. Spectators came running to the spot from all quarters, and great excitement prevailed in the street. "Young man, I am grateful to you," he said in a steady voice, astonishing under the circumstances, and Will was amazed to find that his handclasp was as firm as though nothing unusual had occurred to stir the old man's feelings to the very depth of his being. "You are welqome, sir," replied Will rather tremulously, for he was not unmoved himself by the thrilling and ter rifying incident, although he had just enacted the part of a hero in saving the old gentleman's lire. .A crowd gathered around them in a moment "Shall I see you as far as your office, Mr. Hardcastle?" asked Will politely. "Yes. I shall want to thank you more fully than I can do it here." The crowd, regarding both with wonder, not unmixed with admiration, opened ',;o let them pass through just as a big policeman came up. The officer wanted to know a few particulars for his notebook, and was soon jotting clown Mr. Harclcastle's name as well as Will's. Then followed their business addresses and a question or two. Will and the old man were then permitted to go on their way, while the policeman to try and find out the cause of the accident. The young messenger accompanied his aged companion to the Altemus Office Building and upstairs to his office. Here Mr. Hardcastle had a short talk with the boy, and finally dismissed him with the request that Will must call on his occasionally, and if he could ever be of any assist ance to him he must not fail to let him know. The paper s had a full account of the incident, and gave Will Wicker full credit for saving the old gentleman's life. For the next thirty-six hours Will was the most talked of boy in the city, and his presence of mind and nerve were loudly praised by all the traders. Then the matter was forgotten in the giddy whirl of Wall Street affairs. Not long afterward Will learn ed that a number of cap italists were organizing a pool to buy the stock of a small trolley line which was operating about three miles of road between two towns in Westchester County The road owned a 99-year franchise, but it was not pay ing, nor had it paid since the day it went into commission. The capitalists, who were only moderately well off men, and not particularly well known in the financial world, in tended to enlist the services of certain politicians i n a scheme to extend the road to a certain town where connec tion could be made with a big trolley company, and then sell the combined franchises to the other company ht a big price. It was known that the president of the small road, called the Westchester & Nor them Trolley Line, was anxious to t>ell out his controlling interest, and the capita lists pro posed to buy him out, and as much of the rest of the stock as they could pick up at bargain rates wm immediately saw the chance to make a good haul by getting in ahead of the pool. He a certained that the road was capitalized for $3,000, 000, all of which had been sold at par or $50 a share, ma king 60,000 shares of stock that had been issued. The stock, however, had gone down in value and was quoted at 25. Will immediate l y went to the little bank, had a talk with the cashier, and told him that he had $150,000 that he wanted invested in stock of the W. & N. Trolley Line, on a 10 per cent margin, and agreeably to Will's request, in an hour from that time the little bank had purchased 15,000 shares of the W & N. line for an average price of 24, and notified Will by messenger that the stock was held subject to his order CHAPTER XVI. HOW WILL WORKED A CORNER. That afternoon Will called on Andrew Hardcastle at half-past three. He had sent the old gentleman word that he would be there at that hour, and asked him to wait, as he wanted to see him on a matter of great importance. After they had greeted each other Will said: "Would it surprise you to learn that I am worth $150,000, Mr. Hardcastle?" "Are you really worth that much?" asked tre old gentleman in surprise "I was this morning, but I have put it up as margin on 15,000 shares of the W. & N. Trolley Line." Mr. Hardcastle looked at Will as if he thought he was not in his right mind. He knew all about the financial condition of the trolley line, and, it happened, he held in his safe at that moment 31,000 shares of the road, the controlling interest of the president of the company, which had been hypothecated by that gentleman three months before to ..raise his share of the assessment necessary to meet the January interest. "Will you explain why you bought 15,000 shares of this line on margin?" he asked Will "I don't believe a specu lator in the Street could be found willing to take such a desperate risk. Without knowing your reasons I should term it the rankest kind of folly, for the road is insolvent." "I will tell you the grounds for the deal. I know all about the condition of the road, but I also know something which the Street does not know at present," said Will, who thereupon explained to Mr. Ha,rdcastle about the syndica t e that was being formed to take over the road at bedrock prices, secure another franchise extending the lin e to Wil liamsport, and sell out to the H & N. H. interests. "Efforts have been made by the W. & N. road to extend the road themselves to Williamsport, but it has always been blocked by Senator Smith, because they would not ante up his figure," said Will. "Well, Senator Smitli is in this syndicate and the franchise will go through as sure as fate." Mr. Hardcastle was now much interested in Will's state ment of the case, and he was surpr ised that the boy had be en able to secure such valuable inside information He was mqrc surprised presently when the young errand boy outlined the object of his visit. /

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, BULLING THE MARKET. "I have, as I just told you, acquired a grip on a quarter interest in the road's stock. What I want to do is to se c u re as much of the stock as I can get. I understand that t h e president of the road has offered his controlling interest for 24. _I'd like to get it. Will you buy it for me on the strength of what I to l d you and divide the profit with me?" "Before I give you my answer we will go into this matter a little closer And .first of all perhaps you will te ll me how you come to be worth $150,000." Will accordingly told him how he had been brought u p in the country; how he came to New York to accept an offer from Broker Douglas to enter his office as messenger, and how he had started speculating in the market with $20 on two shares of D. & G. stock in a messenger boys' pool. Mr. Hardcastle was particularly interested in the way he ?btained the 20,000 shares of Harlequin mining stock for $25, and then realized $30,000 out of it. "Upon my word, young man, I believe you're a born speculator," he said "At any rate you have had extraor dinary luck with your speculations. Does Mr. Douglas know what you have been doing, and how much you're worth?" ''All he knows is about the mining stock speculation. He believes I have the $30,000 I made in that deposited in savings banks." They then went into a consideration of the trolley road project. "Your purpose seems to be to effect a corner in that stock," said the old man. "That's exactly what I am aiming at." "What then?" "I intend to call on Senator Smith and make him a spe cial proposition for securing a franchise on a line to Wil liamsport. I think I can do better by him than the syndi cate, provided you will see me through." Will went into all the details of the scheme as far as he had thought them out, and they struck Mr. Hardcastle so favorably that he consented to back Will with all the money necessary to put the deal through. "I have Mr. WJ11n's controlling interest in the line in my safe now," he told the boy, "and I will send him w01d at once that I can get him 22 for the whole block. If he is willing to take it I will buy the stock outright for you. 'fhat will give you three-quarters of the shares. To morrow you can tell Mr. Douglas to buy every share of the road's stock he can get at 24, and delive.r it C. 0. D. to me. Before the end of the week you ought to have the stock completely cornered, then you can try to put your scheme through." 'fwo days later Mr. Hardcastle sent his ancient messen ger to Will with a note telling him that he had bought the president's interest in the trolley line at 22. By Saturday Will had secured control of 55,000 of the 60,000 shares of stock, and had worked a corner that put the destiny of the trolley road in his hands. When the syndicate got busy the members of it found that their plans were completely blocked. then had an interview with Senator Smith at Mr. Hardcastle's office, in which the old man took part, and sh,0wed the senator how it would be to his interest to drop out of the useless syndicate and come in with yoJ.mg Wicker. An agreement was drawn up with the senator, and the big politician immediately set the wires going to get the new franchise through the Legislature. As soon as this was effected Mr. Hardcastle communi cated with the H. & N. H people and made them an offer of the W. & N. trolley line and the franchise to Williams pmt I It was some time before an agreement could be reached, but finally the H. & N. H road agreed to buy the 55,000 shares of stock from Will for 40, or $2,200,000. That left $880,000 over and above what Will had paid for the stock. Will got $500,000, Senator Smith got $250,000, and the balance went for the expenses and interest on the money advanced by Mr. Hardcastle and the bank, the old gentle man refusing to share in the profits. Will then tendered his resignation to Mr. Douglas, on the ground that an errand boy worth $650,000 was out of place in his office. "What are you going to do, Will?" asked his empioyer "I'm going into partnership with Mr. Arden "He never said a word to me about such a thing." "I know it. We wanted to surprise you." "You've done it, all right. Well, I wish you luck." A few days later the sign on Mr. Arden's office was changed to" Arden & Wicker, Stock Brokers," and the news created a big sensation when it reached Millbank. When Will next visited the village he was received with great deference, and the inhabitants regarded him with pride alfd satisfaction. They looked upon him as a self -ma.de product of the little town, and were never tired of talking about his won derful success in Wall Street. Some years later there was a big wedding at the hotel, when Will was married to Bessie. It was an event that the people riever could forget, for it was the most important affair that had ever happened in Millban.l.c. Nat Peaseley was master of the ceremonies, and what he didn't do on that momentous occasion isn't worth men tioning. To-day Will is the managing partner of Arden & Wicker. He lives with Bessie and their three children in a mag nificent residence on West End Avenue, New York. Old man Andrew Hardcastle is still alive in the nineties, but he's out of Wall Street at last. Will often calls on him, and the old gentleman is never tired of telling his friends about the smart errand boy who worked a corner THE END. Read "AFTER '11HE BIG BLUE STONE; OR, THE TREASURE OF THE JUNGLE," which will be the next number (151) of "Fame and Fortune Weekly SPECIAL NOTICE: A ll b ack nu m b e r s o f th is weekly are always in print. If you cannot obt ai n t hem from any newsdealer, send the price in money or p ostage stamps by mail to FRANK TOUSEY, P UBLISHER 2 4 UNION SQUARE, NEW YO RK, and y ou w ill recei v e t h e copies y o u orde r by retu rn mail.

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 27 Fame and Fortune Weekly NEW YORK, AUGUST 14, 1908. Terms to Subscribers. .Stnirle Coples ........ n; ...... .... .... ...... ...... One Copy Three Mon s ..... ... .... .. ................... One Copy .Six Months ................. .... ........ .... One Copy One Year .......... .............. .... .... Postage Free. How To SEND MONEY. .05 Cents .65 tt $1.25 2.50 At our risk send P. 0. Money Order, Check, or Registered Letter; re mittances in any other way are at your risk. We accept Postage .Stampe the same ae cash. when sending silver wrap the coin in a separate piece of to avoid cutting the envelope. Wdte your name and address plainl71. .Address letten to Frank Tousey, Publisher, 24 Union Sq., New York. GOOD STORIES. A handy boy will become a bandy man and save himself many a dollar every y ear. The Lepigh VaHey Coal Company, of Hazleton, Pa., has opened what is b e lieved to be the largest stripping in the world, at Lattimer. The coal is in a solid b e d 1, 300 feet wide 3 0 feet in thickness, and extends from Lattimer to Drifton, at least six iniles. It is estimated that were the company to take 500 tons daily, it would require 250 years to exhaust the s upply. The work for restraining the Colorado Rive r and protecting the Imperial Vall e y IS finally finish e d and a report has been made by General Manager Cory to the California D e velop m ent Company. The Southern Pac ific Company has sp ent $1 500,000 on this work, which c ould onl y have been a c com pli s hed by a large company with large resourc es in mon e y men and equipment. look into the situation with a view of encouraging the con s ervation of the present supply. of hickory and promoting the growth of the tree s by planting or otherwise. The press gallery of the Berlin Reichstag has won a signal vir.tory over the Deputies who abused them, and have at last consented to resume their duties again, after an abject apology from the principal offender. During a recent debate there was a burst of mirth fr. om the reporters owing to a certain remark, whereupon Herr Groeber called them a name which was far from complimentary. They showed their resentment by leaving the chamber in a body, and sent in a note1 to the President, Count Stolberg, demanding a pi.iblic apology from Herr Groeber. The latter, however gave a blank refusal, and for several days serioi.is business in the ,was at a standstill. Ministers and private m embers felt disin clined to allow their words of wisdom to be confined to the four walls of the chamber. On Monday Prince Buelow made a speech on the German foreign policy, but not a word ap peared in any home paper except the "Norddeutsche Allge meine Zeitung,' a semi-official organ. The result was that1 extraordinary pressure was brought to bear on Herr Groeber from high quarters, and he made an a mple apology for the insult he level e d at the press gallery as a c onsequence of which the r eporters decid e d t o r esume work. JOKES AND JESTS: Among the Quakers said Mis s Wise, "I believe the men wear their hats in churc h F.ow ridi culous!" e xclaimed Miss Gidday. As if any one c ould possibly b e inte rest e d in men' s hats!" Jaggles-Do yo u think t here w ill eve r be a n y radical change in styl e of m e n's hats? Waggles-No t unle ss somebody invents a hat tha t will c over t h e bald s po t on the bac k of the h e ad I H ey, boy Where's your brother?" "In the barn, shoein' horses "Where' s your mo t h e r ?" "In the bac k yard, shooin The blue-grass region of Kentucky and Tennessee was the c h ic k e n s. "Whe r e' s your fathe r ?" "In the hammoc k shoo!n first national park and game forest preserve in Americ a It flies was so set apart b e fore the white man had com e with profaning foot" and conquering firearms by t h e great Iroquoi s tribes of Indians-the Si x Nations. They f orbad e any settle ment or agriculture in a ll that g re a t r eg ion a nd il b ecame known as the "bunting grounds." More than $1,000 000 in Confederate curre n c y anrl about $4,000 in gold coin and bulllon w ere unearthe d b y t h e prong of a plow on Bret Knox's farm, in K e n t u c k y, b y t h e planter, who had just take n the r eins of the mul e in h a nd In a n e ffort to show a n egro hand how to "ditch" a trough inte nded to ci1rry the a ccumulation of wate r from the plot of ground in cultivation. The treasure is believed to have originally b e longed to Samue l H. Thomps on who se fathe r was prominent in the Conf ederate cause during the Civil War, but, as there are no heirs, Knox will retain possession until a claim is made. The Confederate bills were mostly of $5 $10 and $20 denominations, and were so mildewed from age that they fell to fragments when handled. One of the most necessary woods for spe cial purposes is hickory, and there is so much concern over the depl e ted supr.Jy of this invaluable timber that an organization called the National Hickory Association has been formed. The association has appealed to the Forest Service to take up the com merc ial study of hickory trees. Without hickory trees i t will he necessary to find. some other material for buggy wheels, buggy shafts and whiffletrees, axe, pick and hammer handles, and several other articles. To find a substitute would be a mighty difficult matter, and the Forest Service promises to De Lus h M c Sosh told Dr. W e ise that h e ex p erie n ce d great d ifficulty in walking, a nd asked h i m what h e c ould take. Von S too -What did the do ctor a d v i se water? D e Lu s h No a h a n s om G eorge, I saw that Sing l e t o n woman to day carrying the silk umbrella tha t s h e b orrowed from m e at t h e c lub c a rd p a rty. "Why didn' t y ou ask h e r for it?" I was' jus t g o i n g to whe n I r e m e mb e r e d that I borrow e d it from Mrs. Trumpe r ." "Common polite n e s s s hould t e a c h m e n to g iv e up their s eats to a lad y at all times." "Oh, I don t know. How about the man who paid $ 6 0 000 for hi s seat on the N e w York Sto ck Exc h a nge? I guess be wouldn't give it up to a lady in a hurry." Billy Green's nothing but a coward "Is he?" "Yep. call e d him a coward right to his face I did, an' he didn' t say notbin'." "Then he is a coward." "You bet h e is. An' the next time I call him a coward I'll say it right out l oud so's he can hear it." A little girl was being put to bed one summer night, and afte r she had said her prayers her mother k i ssed her good night, and said: "Now gq to sl e ep dear. Don t be afraid, fot God's angels are watching over y ou. In a short time, while the mothe r and father tea, a small voice from upstairs was heard "Mammal" "Ye s little one. What is it?" "God 'lil :;;.ngels are buzzing around, and one s bittei: me!"

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FAME A ND FORTUNE WEEKLY. WHY I SUSPECTED HER By Col. Ralph It is some years since one day received a call to go t o a t(lwn on the Hudson River that shall be nameless, nor shall I describe it, further than to say that it is a favorite place or residence for many wealthy men doing business in the city of New York. The dispatch that took me to the depot in such a hurry bore the signature of Hiram Hardwick, a gentleman whom I knew well, and who had engaged me on several cases, and "ho had always treated me in the best possible manner. Hence it was a source of satisfaction to be now hurrying to his assistance in response to a reqvest reading: "It is in your power to do me a great personal favor. I beg of you hasten to my residence here." I little dreamed; however, of the nature of the assistance, that Mr. Hardwick desired at my hands. On leaving the depot I started to to his house. I had been there before, and knew of a short cut across the fields by which I could reach it more quickly than an ordinary hack would convey me there by the longer carriage road around. I had some minutes before caught sight of the turreted gables of his stylish residence, when I re'alized that I had from the path, and was lost. This was something not calculated to cause me any apprehension, for I was, at the worst, only a short distance from the house, and would not be compelled to more than cross a field or two. While thus thinking I suddenly came upon a scene that c;aused my heart to stop beating. There, in an opening where the underbrush grew less thick than at other near points, I saw the motionless figure of a man outstretched. He was dead. I knew that the very in stant my eyes rested on him. But I knelt, nevertheless, and assured myself of the fact. While kneeling there beside the body I made another dis covery. This murdered man was Phjlip Hardwick, son of Hiram Hardwick, who had sent for me. It flashed across my mind then why the old gentleman had sent for me in such a hurry. It had something to do with his son, lying cold in death here in the woods, in sight or bis own home, yet a spot as desolate almost as though in the heart of the Rocky Mountains. With grave face I passed on presently. I had no fear of leaving the body there alone, for it had been hours since life had fied, and it had not been molested. Hence it was fair to assume that it would not be for the short time I calculated I should be absent. Mr. Hardwick met me at the door. "They tell me you are a detective," she cried. "If you are, I want you to find Philip Hardwick for me. Philip Hardwick! The mention of the name caused me to glance quickly and keenly at her. "Pardon me," I said, pointedly, "but what may Philip Hard wick have been to you?" She looked confused, turned her eyes down, and lowly an swe red: "He--he was-was-a very dear friend." "And why are you concerned about him?" "Because--because--he had promised to call on me last evening, and failed to do so. He had never broken his word with me at any time before, and when I heard to-day that his father was worried over his absence, and that he had not been seen in some hours, I-I-thought something dreadful must have happened." I inwardl y called myself a brute for thinking that this girl was a coquette. Yet that was the way her words impressecl me. I could not feel that they were prompted by an unseltish love for the subject of the conversation, whose dead white face was constantly before my mental eye. It was an impulse, a strange and unaccountable whim, that led me to .suddenly say: "Come with me. I would like to take a walk through the fields while I ask you some questions of Philip HardwicK, about whose disappearance I must confess there is a mystery.' The mystery I hinted at would have forced her to accom pany me even had there been no stronger motive. As we went out of the village I let her talk as she would, on my own part uttering no word save to lead her on. Inwardly I commented: "She rattles on at a great rate for a person who at first professed to be profoundly distressed over the disappearance of a loveP. She is heartless, of that I am certain, and it re mains to be seen if there is anything back of that.'' It appeared to me that frequently, when she came to a halt she groped mentally for words tocontinue. In other words, her conversation was forced, yet did not appear to me to be forced in that manner which might be expected from one who is trying to rise superior to a great.sorrow. I saw from the movements of her eyes that she was con scious of our vicinity, and that we were approaching the home of Philip Hardwick; but she made no comment thereon, as I expected she would. At last we were close to the spot. I drew her attention in another direction until her feet had almost touched the body of the murdered man. Then, facing her in its direction, I cried: "Just see there!" She glanced down at the pallid face, and a great change came over her own. But it was not horror nor anguish that was written on it. It was rather a deep .surprise, such as might be experienced at having a clever trick played upon one. "I am very glad to see you!" he exclaimed. "I am very And it was due to the e,xpression of her face in that tran-much distressed over an occurrence that I cannot explain. sient space of time that r suspected her. Perhaps my fears may be foolish, and if they are I trust that Suspected her of what? you will do me the favor never to repeat that I sent for you." I hardly could have said myself of what I suspected her, "You may depend on me, sir. Now what is this strange further than that I believed her profession of love for Philip occurrence of which you speak?" Hardwick was a sham. "My son, Phil\p-he is such a careful and thoughtful son, An instant, and then fa.ll!ng on her knees beside the corpse, 11nd he never absented himself from home before without givehe bent her face down, spoke to him, called his name, then ing me some word-he went from here night before last, after clasping her hands above her head, turned a drawn, hard face supper, and has not since returned, nor .have I heard a word toward me and cried: from him. My heart misgives me. I want you to tind hin1 "Joe Raymond did this!" for me." And then she hid her face in her hands and began to sob How could I tell that fond old man that I had but this convulsively. minute come from beside the body of that murdered son? It I lifted her, supported her from the horrid spot, and must was utterly impossible for me to do so, and hastily drawing confess to a feeling of pity until it forced itself on me that to a finish, I took my departure, prom'ising that I would short her sobs were too hard, too dry, too acrobatic, if I may so ly report to him, and saying to myself: express it. "I must leave it to others to break the news. I will go to the "Do not grieve so, little lady," I said, mustering a kindly town and send the coroner to take charge of the body." J tone for the occasion. "Quiet the se sobs. Remember you will I had not yet succeeded in .finding this individual when I soon be in the village. And now tell me who is Joe Ray. was abruptly halted by a young and handsome lady. mond ?"

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 29 She was busy with a dainty lace kerchief for a moment, and then turning to me a fac!'l that was far from being tear-stained, she responded: "He-he was a sort of rival of-of-Mr. Hardwick." "A rival?" "Yes." "In what?" "For-for my favors"," she hesitatingly, coyly said. "Mr. Hardwick was inclined to be jealous, and I couldn't help teas ing him a little, and-and-it made hard feelings between them ." Having seen the lady to her boarding place-she was a comparative stranger in town, I learned-I sought out the coroner and sent him to take charge of the body, then went in quest of Joe Raymond. I was not Jong in finding well-formed, pleasant-faced man of nearly thirty-at sight of whom I told myself that he could not be the murderer. "Are you Joseph Raymond?" I inquired. "I am." "Did you know Philip Hardwick?" "I did." "Well, he has been murdered, and suspicion is directed against you. It seems that you were both paying attention to a young lady, and that the rivalry produced some hard feeling." "There was no rivalry worthy of the name," was the proippt response. "As a matt\')r of fact, both were amusing ourselves by paying attention to a lively and bright young lady who came into town, but I am sure that Phil would no more have married her than I would." I gave him a quick glance. "Was her reputation sl;tady?" I inquired. "I would not wish to say that," was the rejoinder, "but she chose to envelop herself and her antecedents in a mystery that augured no good of her. So it is absurd--" I interrupted him just there. "Who is that man yonder? Can 'y ou tell me?" indicating an individual whom I had noticed before dogging my footsteps, and who was watching with keenest interest the conversation between Raymond and myself. "That? Oh, that is my cousin." "Your cousin?" "Yes." "Hem! Well, I must ask you to consider yourself under arrest for the present. It is only nominal, but until some thing further develops I must keep you in custody." "Very well," he answered, without hes.itation. "There is no disgrace in an arrest-the disgrace comes in the charge being proved, and that it will not be in this instance." The name of Raymond's cousin was Peroy, and his face struck me as being familiar. But I could not say where or when I had seen it. "Does he live here?" I inquired. "No. He only came up from New York recently. I have never Hked the fellow, perhaps because"-with a laugh-"! give him credit of a desire to see me placed under ground." "Why should he desire that?" "Money. If I should die without heirs he would inherit the estate that came to me conditionally." My eyes opened a trifle, but I made no comments. Less than an hour later I was talking with Peroy, commiser ating with him over Raymond's unpleasant position. "He has got himself into a pretty bad box," he rejoined. "I am Eor r y for him, for be is a first-rate fellow, barring a lit tle hotheadedness. I have seen him--" Something dropped through the bottom of a defective pocket and struck the ground at our feet. It was a photograph. It fell face upward, and before he could pick it up I caught a glimpse of it. The picture com J,irised a little group of three-a man, a woman, and a baby. He was the man, and Minnie Gay, as she called herself, was the woman. Click! click! "Mr. Peroy, you are my prisoner!" The handcuffs were on his wrists even as I made the an-nouncement. Despite his protestations I conveyed him to the jail, and inside of half an hour Minnie Gay was also an inmate in the guise of a prisoner. 'I'he woman soon broke down, ye t stubbornly refused to admit a knowledge of the dark crime. "See here," I argumentatively said, "I can gather the evi dence to send both you and Peroy to the gallows, but am willing to afford you an opportunity to turn State's evidence. I am well informed of the nature of the crime. You are Peroy's wife, or worse, and came here to help him steal a fortune. You coquetted with Hardwick and Raymond to breed ill feeling between them, and to cast the murder of one on lhe other. It was intended that Hardwick should b e accused of the murder of Raymond, bul in an unforeseen exigency Peroy was forced to murder Hardwick. It was not what you had planned for, but if Raymond could be sent to the gallows Peroy would inherit the estate now in the possession of that gentleman. You see, I am familiar with the points. Now tell me all or not, as you please." The woman made a clean breast of it then. rt had been the intention to murder Raymond and cast the burden of the crime on Hardwick. But Hardwick had come upon them at the spot where I found his body, and had overheard enough of what passed to comprehend the ous plot afoot. The instant Peroy saw Hardwick there he snatched out a revolver and shot him down. Then separating, the guilty couple had hastened to the village, there to await events. It was impossible to do or say anything to assuage the sorrow of Mr. Hardwick over the loss of his son, and I returned to the city that night. A few mcl"nths later Peroy was hung for the crime and Minnie Gay went to prison for life. Being credibly informed the other day by a queer old man of the persuasion that the southeast monsoon was still fighting the northeast monsoon to see which would cqnquer, and the in formation being followed by a dissertation on the failure of the last sea sports owing to the same perversity -of a veteran lagging superfluous on the 3tage when he ought to 4ave left the boards empty for the J;:ee n northeaster, it occurred to me that there was a considerable amount of information to be ob tained about winds without d iscours in g on windiness. Until one actually experiences it there is a lot ot romance hanging around the outskirts of the word monsoon. We spea.k of the monsoon being late or early, of the east coast be lng practically closed, but unless we go down to the sea in ships the wind affects us but little. In the great continents of India and Aus tralia, however, the breaking of the rains is a matter of real moment, of general interest to every one, of painful and keen est anxiety to many, and in such cases the word is fraught with a meaning which is greater than ever bo'ok conveyed to the minds of man. Apart from the winds of regular habit there are the many local winds which occur in different parts of the world and are generally unkind in character. Of such may be mentioned the Simoon, Sirocco, Harmattan, the Puna of Peru, the bitter northeaster, of Britain, the Mistral of Mar seilles and that coast; the Pampero of the Andes. With all these local breezes, though in fact they are oftentimes gales of some velocity, many curious effects are coupled, and one of the most noticeable of is that the blowing of the genuine nor'easter at home is always coincident with the greatest num ber of deaths from consumption and brain disease. There is here opened up a wide field of most interesting research for the curious in weather study and humanity lore, for the effect of wind on sentient beings has never been as deeply considered as it might be. Thus in the lower planes of life the animals are distinctly affected by winds, and in particular cats, as any one will remember if t h ey consider the peculiarities of ca,ts when high winds are blowing. Cattle, too, are susceptible to winds, and possibly more to the premonition of wind, while the blowing of a nor'wester will exhilarate some temperaments in a nianner not quite the same as anything else will.

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