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A CORNER IN HONEY _(Jf, Beo:tin' f ht1 IVa 11 Street lon Sh.rks .. .. ..

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.. t l'AME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY (Hued weekly-Subscription price, $3.l'lO per year; Cnnada, $4.00; Foreign, $4.5 0 Harr y E. Wolff. Publisher, Inc., IM West 23d Street, New York, N Y. Entered as Second-C lass Motter, October 4 1 9ll, at the Post-Office at New York, N. Y., under the Act of March 3 1879 No. 916 NEW Y ORK, APRIL 2 0 192 3 !_'ri ce 7 Cents A CORNER IN MONEY Or, BEATING THE WALL STREET LOAN SHARKS By A SELF-MADE MAN I CHAPTER I.-A Curious Predicament. "Hey, look out where you're going, you young imp!" roared a tall, angular, bearded man of sixty, with a soft, wide-brimmed hat and an open umbrella, roughly pushing aside an umbrella carried by a well-built, active-looking boy, after it had j ammed into his own and discharged a showe r of rain-drops over his person. "Beg your pardon, sir, I didn't S!)e you in the fog; replied the boy, politely. "Fog be-blessed! You ian into me on pur-pose," snorted the man. "No, sir; I alway!) try to avoid butting mto. people, no matter how rushed I am." "Bah!" said the man, c ontinuing on his way. "That was old Abe Singleton, the money lender," said Bob Hazleton, as he went on. "He's the grouchiest man in Wall Street, though he's making money hand over fist. I'd hate t o be his office boy." Bob was office boy and messenger for Broker Beard of No. -Wall Street, and was returning from errand to the Mills Building. It was a miserable afternoon in the spring. The air was thick with fog and a heavy, drizzling rain. The streets were slushy and walking unpleasant. Bob's boss occupied a suite of rooms on the third fioor of a tall office building, and the elevator that took the boy up was full o f damp individuals. Take it altogether the day was not one that made people feel happy, so there was some excus e for the money-lender's bad humor. On top of it all the market was on the slump, and speculators long on stocks looked as blue as indigo. Those operating on margin had t o hustle for funds to save themselves from being sold out. Those who had only to sign a check for the necessary amount did so with a growl, as though the operation was extremely unpleasant to them. Bob had brought an answer and he handed it to the cashier and took his where he c ould watch his umbrella in the stand. The reason Bob kept his eye on his umbrella was because it belonged to his sister, and there were several po o r ones in the stand. Bob noticed that people are often absent-mind ed on a rainy day, and pick out somebody else's umbrella for their own. As a rule they light onto the best one. A few minutes elapsed and the door opened admitting a friend of Bob's named B1lly Burton. B illy had a note for Broker Beard. I want to see your boss, Bob," said Billy. "Then you'll have to go over to the Exchange," said Bob "Is that where he is?" "That's where he is supposed t o be. Better hand your note to the cashier. Billy c oncluded that he would, and did. The cashier read it, sealed it up again and called B o b u p. "Take this over to the Exchange t o Mr. Beard" Bob. put on his hat and fished out his umbrella. Billy grinned whefi Bob told him he had to take the note over to his boss. "I'm s orry I told you to hand it to the cashier. I didn't want t o g o out in the fog and rain again right away," he said. "This kind o f weather will make you grow, laughed Billy. I "I'm tall enough f o r my age, that's where I hav,e it o n you. C ome along." They went out together and. parted a t the corner o f Broad street. A state of pandemonium reigned in the Exchange when Bob got there and tried to get his b o ss. The slump was worse than ever, but it would so o n be over for the day, as it was close to three. After c onsiderable trouble Bob delivered the note. Broker Beard read it and told Bob to wait. He wrote a note to a broker in Jersey City and told Bob to deliver it as soon as he could Bob called up the cashier on the phone and said he was going t o Jersey City on an errand, then he started for the Cortlandt street Ferry. It had stopped raining, but the fog thicker than ever. The vehicles were going up and down Broadway at reduced speed, for there was constant danger of a collision. Even a y that it was something of a feat f o r a pedestrian t o cross the street. Bob reached the ferry i n time to catch a b oat that was just going out. The air o n the river was full of whistles from slow-going b oats. N o t a ferryboat was makin g anything like schedule time. It was about halfpast three when Bob reached Jersey City and started f o r the broker's office. H e was just in time t o catch the broker as he was leaving for his h o me. There was n o answer f o r him t o take back, so h e didn't intend to return to the office, but g o straight home tQ the m odest .ti.at in Harlem wher e he lived with his parents. His fathe r was a bookkeeper, while his sister, who was older

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A CORNER IN MONEY than himself, carried on a small dressmaking business at home. He was close fo the ferry-house when he slip ped on the edge of the sidewalk and landed partly m the gutter. He instinctively threw out his hands to save himself, and his right hand slid into the gutter. Hi s fingers clo!ied upon s omething soft, and he held on to it while getting up. When he looked at the thing it proved to be a pocketbook. "Gee! I wonder who lost this?" he said. He examined it when he got on the boat, and found it stuffed with bills. On the flap, in gilt letters, was the name of "M. S. Wood." On counting the money Bob found that it footed up $1,200. There was no clue te the owner's address. From certain articles in the wallet Bob judged that it belonged to a woman. He judged that it w ould be advertised for, but whether in a Jersey City or New York paper he couldn't determine. He decided to go to the Cooper Union every afternoon fol a week and examine the Jerse y City papers on file there. He could go through the New York papers each morning at the stand of\ the news dealer who delivered the paper at his flat. While the ferryboat was feeling its way across the river, Bob went out front to take a look at the weather. He s eemed to be the enly passenger who had any curiosity on the subject, for he li.ad the deck to himself. What with the fog and the heavy overcast sky it was much darker than usual for the hour. He was standing be s ide the rail when suddenly a dark object loomed up in the fog and came at the .ferryboat. The pilot saw it, whistled, and rang to sto p, and then to back. The object proved to be the bowsprit of a large schooner, and it was right over Bob before he could move. Then the schooner's bows hit the ferryboat a heavy crack, and Bob was thrown violently against the rail. He threwup his hands and caught hold of the steel rope that ran out from the cutwater to the center of the bowsprit. Before he could let go the sc hooner's head wore away from the ferryboat, and he was dragged over the rail, and in a moment was hanging s u spe nded above the water. It was a perilou s position for him to find him self in, but he did not lose hi s presence of mirid. As it was impo ss ible for him to the ferryboat, he swung himself up on the bow spi'it and worked his way in. Right before him loomed up the misty figure oi a tnan, standing on the heel of the bowsprit and looking into the fog. This person was the lookout, but he had not discerned the ferryboat in time to avoid the colli si on. He saw Bob crawling toward him along the bowsprit, like some kind of an animal, and was greatly astonished. He bent forward and stared harder. Bob rose up the moment he touched the deck. "Hello, who are you, and how came you to be out on the bow sprit?" said the lookout, catching the boy by the arm. "I was on the ferryboat y ou ran into. 1n some way I got hold of a stiff rope attached to the bowsprit, as it hung close over my head, and be fore I could let go I was dragged over the rail. Of course I couldn't let go then, for I would }).ave dropped into the water, so I clambered onto the bowsprit, and here I am," said _Bob. "That's the greatest thing I ever heard ot," said the man. "What's your name? Do you live in New York?" "My name is Bob Hazleton. I live in Harlem, and work in Wall Street. "Well, go aft and report tke facts-io the old man. We're bound down the Jersey coast, but the skipper, I dare say, will put you ashore on Staten Island." Bob started aft through the fog and increasing gloom. He pass ed the foremast and its broad sail, which was close hauled. The canvas was barely drawing, the wind was s o light. Then he came to the mizzenmast and its sail. A few paces further aft he nearly tripped over a glowing object and found it was the cabin skylight. P assing the skylight, he presently came to a raised hood whic h covered the cabin stairs. Right before him was the helmsman and the wheel, with the binnacle in front. He walked up .to the misty figure of the man who was holding the s1Joke s and said: "Where's the captain of this vessel?" The steersman stared at him, for he did not recognize him as being connected with the schooner. "Who are you?" he asked, in some astonishment. "I'm a Wall Street messenger boy replied Bob. "A Wall Street me ssenger boy!" repeated the helmsmen. "What you doing aboard here'?" 1 Bob handed him the same explanation he had given the 19okout. "Well, I'll be jiggered!" cried the man, clearly amazed. "The skipper is below in the cabin. Go down and tell him your story." Bob descended a short flight of brass-bound steps and found himself in the small cabin. The captain was seated. at the table looking over some papers relating to the scho oner's cargo. He looked up when Bob appeared, and he, too, stared when hi s gaze lighted on a young stranger-who had not been aboard wheri the craft left her wharf. His natural impression was that the boy had stowed himself away forward in the small galley below deck, taking advantage of the mist, and now that the vesse l was under way, showed himself. "How came you aboard, young nian?" hesaid, sharply. Bob explai ned. The boy's story s ounded fishy to the skipper, but s till he could not say it was not true. "I can prove IT came aboard that way by one of your men who i s standing close to the bow sprit," said Bob. "It is a mighty strange thing for you to b' pulled off the ferryboat in the way you said; but since you are aboard rm afraid you'll have to stay." "I want y ou to put me on shore as soon as you can." "I couldn't do it in this fog." "Why not? You pass Staten Island. There are seYeral places there where you can land me." "I would lose too much time maneuvering to fetch the end of a wharf in this fog. If the weather-was clear I'd send you ashore in a boat.'' "As your vessel, by bumping into the ferryboat, is responsible for my predicament,. I think

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A CORNER IN M ONEY 3 you are duty b ound to take the trouble of f anding # me. "I don't see it in that light. If you hadnt taken a grip o n a part of my vessel you would still be on the ferryboat you belong. At any rate, I'm n o t going to put in anywhere in this fog. You'll have to stay aboard till the weather clears." "But the fog may last all night," protested B o b. "I can't help that," said the captain. "If you carry me part way down the coast I won't be able to get to my office on time in the morning." "That's your funeral, not mine." "I guess you could land me somewhere on Staten Island if you wanted to tal\:e the trouble." "Probably I could, but I'm not going to take the trouble. can go on deck or sit around the cabin I'll have to put up with you, for I can't throw you overboard." The skipper turned to his papers, while Bob, not feeling particularly happy over the situation, which included the loss of his sister's umbrella, which he would have to replace, walked back up stairs. CHAPTER 11.-What Bob Learned on the Yacht "What did the old man have to say?" said the helmsman "He says he won't put me ashore on account of the fog," replied Bob. "I guess it would give us a lot of trouble." "It puts me in a bad hole. My people won't know what has become of me, and they will prob ably be worried about me." "That can't be helped. The old man owns this schooner, and he's boss o the ranch." At that moment the lookout man shouted "Hard aport." Through the muck ahead loomed an object that looked like a .phantom steam yacht. Her propeller was working slowly, for she was feeling her way toward the mouth of the North River. The two vessels, bound in opposite directions, were almost shaving each other's sides, so close were they at that moment. On the spur of the moment Bob took a running leap and landed on the yacht's deck. The deck was slippe1-y with moisture, and the boy slipped up and s lid against the port side of the little steamer. His head hit an iron cleat, and for some minutes he lay dazed and in a heap. No one aboard of the yacht had seen him come aboard from the schooner. The only person who saw him take the leap was the schooner's helm sman, and by the time he recovered from his surprise the two craft had separated. In the course of a few minutes Bob sat up and rubbed his head. "I am having a chapter of accidents this after noon," he said to himself. "As this vessel is bound for some wharf on the city water front, I stand a show now of getting home within a reasonable time. Nobody appears to have no ticed my coming I suppose I ought to hunt up the captain and exolain why I took the liberty of c oming ab oard." H e g o t un and. tried t o peer through the fog. .. 1,, .1.. ,.t1T;;tOtll <.., ,.,,> 1 H e could hear the sl o w thump of the engine down bel ow. If there was anybody on deck he couldn't see them. He started aft, feeling his way along. In a few moments he came t o the raised cabin. Built on top of the front end was a small pilot-house in which was the wheel. Running from side to side in front of this hou se was a narrow bridge. There was a passage between the cabin windows and either rail of the boat. As Bob had landed against the port s ide, he foll o wed the port passage aft. Most of the windows were lighted up. The curtains were drawn s o he couldn't see the interior. Two windo ws were lowered an inch from the top, and two others 1 aised an inch from the bottom. Bob inserted his fingers into one of the latter and pulled the shade aside far enough to give him a view of the elegant little cabin. Four well-dressed gentlemen were seated in pivot chairs about a table. A box of choice cigars and a cut-glass decanter of whisk y stood on the table. At each man's elbow stood a glas3, and in each man's mouth was a cigar. Thei r conversation easily reached his ears What they were talking about inte!'ested him greatly. were Wall Street operp.tors and members of a syndicate which had been formed to CQrner and then boost the price of G. & N. stock. They were talking over their plans, and Bob listened eager ly. In the course of fifte en minutes he learned enough to convince him that he had captured a gilt-edge tip. He thought of the $1,200 in the wallet he had found in Jersey City, and wished the money were his. "I'd slap every nickel of it up on G. & N., and. I'll bet I'd double the money." The idea appealed to him so much that ha began figuring on using the money anyway. "It will give me the chance to get a stake, and if I find out the owner of the wallet I can re turn the money later. At any rate, there is no certa1nty that I'll discover the owne r, and if I wait till I find out one way or the other, I'll lose what I could make out of this tip. Now that I know how those gentlemen are going to work the deal: it will b e a regular cinc.h, and cinches like that only c ome once in a fellow's life." The temptation to use the money was almost irresistible t1Tlder the circumstances. While he was listening to the talk the yacht stopped several times, probably to avoid other craft in the bay, or in the river if she had entered it. The1e was a clock affixed to the forward wall of the. cabin, and the hands pointed to the hours of six. Bob could see it from the place where he stood. The conversation in the cabi n turned upon copper, and the gentlemen seemed to be of the opinion that there would be a rise in that before the month was up. One said he understood that Hurricane Island Copper which was selli11g at $5 a share, would be used by the copper syndicate to start the ball rolling. They sai(l a good deal about c..opper, and Bob took it all in, hoping to be able to make some use of it later on after the G. & N. went through. One of the gentlemen, who appeared to be the owner of the yacht, left the table and went up to the pilot-house to find out where they were and when the sailing-master expected to get the yacht to her anchorage up near Seventy-second street in the North Ri ve r. The fog was as thick as ever, ancj. of a con -....... ,))\).:\ :'); I

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4 A C ORNER I N M ON E Y sistency that sailors call pea soup The ferryboats were having a hard time of it. The New Jersey railro ad commuters had started t o get over from five o'c l ock o n, and all of them misse d their regular trains, and the trains they did take ran behind their schedule time. That made them late in getting to their homes, which was one of .the di&advantages of living out on that side of the river and having business in Nt?W York. It was now pitch dark. The lights on the Manhattan side could only be dimly made out from the pilot-hou se of the yacht, while nothing could be seen but dark pall looking J erseyward. The .ferryboats could be seen owing to their blazing lights, but, of course, the light did not look bright, but just blurred streaks sliding down along the water. The fog of this night, however, was unusually dense Unless a wind came on it was bound to hold all night, and would still be in evidence to s ome extent next morning. Bob heard footsteps approaching along the pas sage, so h e concluded that he had better make a change of base. He slipped around to the stern. and leaned over the rail. Whoever was coming was bound for the cabin. The door was opened and a flood of light shone on the boy's back. It produced a peculiar. effect. The light carried out into the fog and reflected Bob's image upon it. It made his shadow assume gigantic s i ze. Bob started back because he felt at the moment as if he were falling out into the mist. The man heard him and looked around. He did not recognize the boy as one of the crew, and he stepped up to him. "Herlo, where did you come from?" he S'aid. That was the fourth time the question had been launched at him since he was whisked off the ferryboat, and it was getting rather monotonou s "I came from a schooner you nearly ran into out on the ba y somewhere,'' answered Bob. "The dickens you did!" said the man, who was the mate of t4e yacht. "How did that happen?" Bob told his story from the beginning of his strange experiences. The mate was clearly astonished. "I'll have to introduce you to the-owner and let him hear what you say you have been through. Your case is something decidedly unusual, and would make good stuff for a reporter. Come into th.e cabin He took Bob by the arm and led him into the cabin "Where is Mr. Clark?" asked the mate of the gentlemen at the table. "He went to the pilot-house a few minutes ago,'' replied one of them. Five minutes later the owne r returned. The mate spoke to him about some matter connected with .the yacht, and then called his attention to Bob, whom he said had come aboard down the bay in an extraordinary manner. "How could he come aboard down the bay in this fog?" asked Clark. "He will explain," said the mate, who then took his departure. "Well, young man, let's have your story," said the owner. Bob began by saying that he was office boy to Broker Beard, and that he had been sent to Jersey City with a message to a mining broker there, and that he was returning o n the ferry boat when his adventures began. Then he went o n and told h o w he was dragged frol}l the ferryboat by the scho oner and narrowly escaped with his life. How the captain had ref u sed to put him ashore, which was not at all to his liking, for he saw little prospiict of getting back to the city until the following forenoon. Then he told how close the yac:ht and the schooner came together in the fog, and how he made up his mind inst;mtly to leap aboard the yacht as she was bound in the direction he wanted to go. "I landed in a heap on deck and got a whack on my head that made me see stars for some minutes," he concluded; "but I'm all right nowf and I guess when you reach your anchorage I'l be able to get home s ome time this evening." "You have had quite a thrilling experience, young man," said the owner. "Where do you live?" "In on the west Side." "We'll anchor off West Seventy-second street before lon g, and that will be convenient for you. All you'll have to do will be to walk up Seventysecond street to the elevated station. You should get hom e before eight." "I hope you'll excus e the liberty I took in boarding your yacht in the way I did, sir," said ;Bob. "Don't mention it, young man. You took quite a risk, and you are welcome to the advantage it has been to you. I know your employer, Mr. Beard, and will probably' see him to-morrow. Will you have a glass of wine? I presume you do not indulge in whisky?" "I don't drink anything stronger than water ... "How would you like a soda?" "I don't want to trouble you, sir." "It's no trouble," said the owner, ringing for his steward. A bottle of soda and a glass were brought. All present drank Bob' s health, and voted him a lucky boy. In due time the yacht reached her moorings, the gentlemen took Bob ashore with them, and they w alked up to Mr. Clark's house together. There Bob parted from them and started for his home. It was nearly eight when he entered the hduse, and the evening meal was over and cleared away. Bob' s supper, however, was waiting for him in the oven of the gas range, and while eating it he told about his adventures that afternoon in the fog. Hi s mother and sister expressed their concern over the risks he had encountered. "I lo s t yom umbrella, sis, but I'll buy you a new one," he said. His sister was willing to overlook the loss of her umbrella after the experience he had been but Bob insisted that he would it. Then he showed the \vallet and the money he found in Jersey City, and said he expected to find the owner through the lo s t and found notices. "But if you don't, the money will be yours, said his sister. "Yes, but the party who lost this wallet fa bound to advertise for it." "It would be a great windfall for you if they didn't."

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) A CORNER IN MONEY 5 Bob admitted that it would, and there the matter rested. CHAPTER IIl.-Bob Finds the Owner of the Wallet. Bob looked the New York papers over next morning, but saw no notice relating to the pocket book. He reached his office at the usual Ume, and his head was full of G. & N. The slump stopped about eleven o'clock, and prices began to recover a little. The fog had disappeared, and it w.as a sunny day. Everybody appea1ed to be in a better humor. Bob told his story of his adventure to Mr. Beard before that gentleman went to the Exchange, but he said nothing about the wallet containing the $1,200. His employer seemed to think that .he had had afortunate escape. The day passed as usual with ,him, and he left Wall Street around four o'cfock. He went up to the Cooper Union reading-room and looked over the two leading daily papers of Jersey City to see if there \vas an advertisement about the lost wallet. He didn't see any. Next day he examined all the papers carefully once more, but there was no advertisement referring to the wallet. "I guess I may venture to use that money to put a aeal through G. & N," he told himself. At supper that evening his sister asked him if he had found the owner of the wallet, and Bob replied that he had not. -On the following morning he bought 120 shares of G. & N. on margin at the little banking and brokerage house on Nassau street. The stock was ruling at 85, which was below its normal value. The late slump w.as responsible for that. Nearly all stocks being somewhat lower than ordinary, it was a good time for the speculators to buy, and a great many of them did. G. & N.; however, went lower next day by five points. That frightened a lot of small speculators into selling. As Bob wasn't expecting it to drop lower, he got something of a shock when he saw that it closed at 8 and a fra ction. Next day was Saturday, and the stock fell two points. more, closing at noon at 78 5-8. Bob began to have visions of the loss of his $1,200. He kicked himself for buying so soon. At any rate he went home feeling solemn and did not enjoy his half-holiday to any extent. Monday G. & N. opened at 78 7 -8 and went up to 81 During the afternoon it dropped back to 78. It hung around that figure until Thursday, when it dropped to 76. One 11oint "more and Bob knew that he would be wiped out. "My tip it all right. The stock is going to boom, but I should not have bought in such a rus:h. The syndicate has worked the slump to shake the stock out so the brokers in its employ could buy it in as cheap as possible. What a chump.I was, with all my Wall Street experience not to foresee that something like that was likely to happen." When Bob came downtown on Friday morning he was feeling mighty blue. He fully expected to see his financial finish that day. Then if he found out the owner of the wallet, what could he aay to hert G. & N. opened at 76 1-8, then ad-vanced to 76 1-2 At eleven o'clock it dropped to 76. About that time the cashier called Bob up and handed him a note. "Take this uptown, Bob, and get back as soon as you can,'' he said Bob looked at the name and address. It read: "Mr. M. S. Wood, No. Madison avenu e The boy nearly had a fit when he read the name. It was the same that was stamped on the wallet he had found. Could it he this was the lady who had lost the pocketbook he had found? If so, what was he going to do about it? She might be one of his boss' customers. If he asked her if she had lo s t the wallet, and she re plied ,that she had, he would have to confe ss the lie had made of her money, and admit that it was as good as sacrificed. Of course she would get mad and in all probability call Mr. Beard's attention t o the facts. Then the broker would have something to say to him. ;N' ot only would he get a calling down for using money that did not belong to him, but he would get a wigging for speculating in stocks. It. was an unwritten, iron-clad rule in Wall Street that employees must not speculate. If they broke it they stood a good chance of being discharged. "Who is this Mrs. Wood?" Bob asked the cashier. "She's a good customer of ours. Now run along," replied the man. Bob took a Third avenue train uptown, feeling worse than he ever had before in his life. He was a boy of fine principles, and he felt that, be the consequences what they might, it was his duty to find out if this Mrs. Wood was the prson to whom the wallet belonged, and if she claimed it to tell her the truth at all hazard. He rang the bell at one of the old-time five-story brown stone hou s es on Madison avenue. Only wealthy people lived in those houses. The loss of $1,200 would hardly affect those kind of people much, but nevertheless, they were not in the habit of throwing that, or .any other sum, away. It was quite possible that some of them valued a dollar more than people not a tenth as w ell off. If Mrs. Wood was one of these kin!l, anq the wallet belonged to her, she was pretty certain to put up a howl and denounce the boy. Five minutes passed before the door was open. ed by a man servant. He was a solemn looking, stiff -backed individual who seemed to regard himself as a person of considerable importance. His name was Hopkins, and he 'was an English man. had been a servant all his life in 'the best families, and he entertained a proper appreciation of his abilities in his line. "Well, young man, what is it?" he s.aid, with a haughty air. "I wish to see Mrs. Wood. She is home, I suppose?" Hopkins knew that his mistress was at home, but he never admitted the fact to strangers until he had ascertained first if the lady would see the caller. "I cawn't say whether she's at 'ome or not: What is your business?" "I have brought a note to her from the Wall Street office where I work." Bob's reply made all the difference in the world with Hopkins. He knew that his mistress had

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J 6 A CORNER IN MONEY business dealings in Wall Street, and, of course, a messenger from a broker seemed all right. "Step in, young man, 'and me your note. I will take it hup to 'er," said the servant. Hopkins picked up a salver from the hatrack and held it out tp the boy. Bob placed the note on it. "Take a seat, and if there's a ans\ver hl'll bring it to you." Bob sat down, and Hopkins walked slowly and solemnly up the front stairs. In a few minutes he returned with word that there was no "hawnser." "Will you kindly return to Mrs. Wood and ask her if s he lost a wallet in Jersey City last week?" said Bob. "H'I believe she did lose a pocketbook with some money in it lawst week, but I cawn' t say whether it was in Jersey City or elsewhere. I will take message to 'er and see what she 'as to say habout it." Once more Hopkins made a trip upstairs, and when he came back he told Bob to follow him. The boy accompanied the servant to the sittingroom upstairs. It occupied the entire f:tlont of the house, with a draped alcove a t one side The decoration of the room and the furniture was rather old-fashioned. A tall, thin and rather plain looking woman sat in a chai r by one of the window s "Have I the pleasure of addressing Mrs. M. S. Wood.?" asked Bob. "You have, young man. Sit down and tell me about that wallet. The one I lost was of a dark brown color, and contained $1,200 in largo bills. My name and initials were on the flap outside," said the lady. "I guess the wallet I found in Jersey City, near the ferry-house, is yours, for you have described it accurately," said Bob. "So you found it. You are Mr. Beard's office boy, I believe?'"' "Ye. s, ma'am. My name is Robert Hazleton, and I live with my parents in Harlem." "Did you bring the wallet with you?" "Yes, ma'am. Here it iE; but you won't find the money in it." "I suppo s e you took that out and placed it in your office safe?" "No, ma'am," replied Bob. "I took the liberty of using it. I'll explain why I did so, and after you hear my story you can report the matter to Mr. Beard if you want to." "I'll listen to you, though I can't imagine why you needed so large a sum of $1,200. However, if you have put it to good use I sh a ll not find fault with you. I did not expect ev e r to hear from the money again. You are an honest boy to tell me that you found the wallet with the money in it. Many people would regard such a find as a 'windfall and never try to find the owner, or say a word about .it." Bob told his story, which included his ticklish experiences that afternoon in the fog. He told about the conversation of the four gentlemen in the cabin of the yacht, which he explained as a gilt-edged tip on G. & N. Then he confessed that he had used the $1,200 to buy 120 shares of the stock on margin, confident that he would more than double the money. / "But I made the mistake, ma'am, of buyina too quick, though the price was low and I didn.'t think it would go any lower. I overlooked the possibility of the syndicate forcing it still lower in order to buy it in as cheap as posible. That is just what the combine did. Their brokers have forced it down nine points already, and if it goes half a point lower I stand to lose your $1,200. I bought the stock at 85, and when I left Wall Street to bring you the message from the cashier, it was down to 76. That was an hour ago, and I may be wiped out by this time. If I lose your money I can't replace it. That is the worst of it. I can't ask you to forgive me, for I'm not entitled to your pardon. I was foolish to put all my eggs in one basket, but I fel t sure of making a stake. I guess I've been a s foolish as any lamb that ever came to Wall Street." Mrs. Wood listened to him without a single in Whei:i he had. finished she made no remark, but gettmg up went to her desk and, taking the telephone in her hand, put the re ceiver to her ear. She called up Beard's office, a nd Bob felt that he was in for it. CHAPTER IV.-Bob Makes Money Out of the Market. "This is Mrs. 'Vood, of Madison avenue," she said on getting the connection. "I have just re ceived your mes s age. There is no answer. I called you up to ask the present market price of G. & N." Half a minute elapsed, and she was told that it was quoted at 76 3-8. "Has it been lower than 76 this morning?" After another delay she was told that it had not. "Thank you, that is all," she said, hanging up the 'phone. She sat down, pulled her check book out of a pigeon-hole, and wrote out a check for $1,200, payable to the order of.Robert Hazleton. "Young man, come here," she said. Bob walked over. "You have acted rather foolishly in putting up all that money on what looked like a sure thing. You ought to know that there is nothing sure in Wall Street. How long have you been work-ing for Mr. Beard?" "Three years." "You ought to be pretty well up in the ways of the Street. However, we will not talk about that. The $1,200 is at stake, and I am going to help you save it. Here is my check for $1,200, made out to your order. Take it to the broker who bought your stock and hand it to him as additional security on the deal. I gues s the price will not go down ten points more. It is i now ruling at 76 3-8, which gives you a point leeway yet. This check will save you if the price should fall to 75. I think from the conversation you overheard on the yacht that the stock will boom in a week or so. In fact, I think so well of your tip that I am going to buy 1,000 shares of G. & N. on the usual margin. I will send my order to your office by you." She tumed to her desk and began a short note to Mr. Beard, authorizing him to purchase 1,00Q

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A CORNER IN MONEY 7 G. & N. for her account at the market. Then she wrote out a check to the broker's order for $10,000 which she enclosed with the order. Bob was so taken by surprise that he didn't know what to say. Instead of getting a raking over from the lady, and having the matter reported to his employer, the lady had given him a check for enough money to cover a call on him for ad-. ditional margin. Finally he found his tongue and his sentiments to Mrs. Wood. "I don't know how to thank you enough Mrs Wood," he sai d in a grateful tone. "I expected you would treat me altogether differently. In fact, I looked for you to report me to Mr. Beard. I might not have lost my position in that case, but I certainly would have received a calling down from my employer. As the case stands now, I think I will be able to save your $1,200 and make a stake into the bargain. I assure you that I am very much indebted to you for your generous ai'd." "You are welcome, young man." "I will send you the $2,400 when I clo se out the deal." "Very well. I am not worrying about the money." That closed the interview, and Hopkins was summoned to show Bob out. The Wall Street boy returned downtown in different spirits than he went up. He declared that Mrs Wood was a brick, and that he might look around a long time before he met her duplicate. She was evidently a wealthy woman who put on no style. Bob guessed that she aid not go into society much, which was a fact. Had he seen her private library he probably would have understood how she put in a large part of her time. She was a collector of valuable old books and first editions of dead and gone writers, such as Dickens, Thackeray and others. She Possessed a very complete collection of works illustrated by the famous Cruikshank, most of whicl1 she had obtained through English dealers. Altogether she was somewhat different from other women of her financial standing, and Bob was destined to learn much about her, and find .in her a friend and backer when he needed both. He got off the train at Fulton street and hurried up to the little bank on Nassau street. After looking at the G. & N. quotations on the blackboard and finding that he was still safe, he called on the cashier and put> up the check, after endorsing it. Then he went back to the office and reported his return to the cashier. Now that he was protected to the extent of twenty per cent. altogether on hi s deal, Bob felt that he was safe enough. And s o it proved. G. & N. went to 75 1-2 next day, btit that was the lowest drop. Next day it recovered to 77, and then gradually rose to 90, in the course of ten days. The boom set in then and th. e stock went to 105 and a fraction in two days. At that figure Bob sold out and cleared $2,400. Mrs. Wood made $26,000 on her 1,000 shares. When Bob called on her to pay her the $2,400, telling her that be had made that amount himself out of the deal, she handed him the mon ey back. "Since I availed my self of your tip, and cleared a good sum in con s equence, I think it only fair' to make you a suitable present in return. So the $2,400 as of of your hone sty with respect to my wallet, and also as payment for the tip," she said. Bob that she was too liberal, and that he did not think he ought to accept so much from her, but she insisted on having her way in the matter, and so Bob went away worth nearly $5,000. May Hazleton kept at her brother about the wallet he had found until he told her that he had found the owner, a wealthy lady on Madison avenue, and returned it to her. "I suppose s he rewarded you handsomely?" said May. "I have no fault to find with her generosity." "How much did she give you?" "She gave me as much as I jus t made on a stock deal." "How much was "I'm not saying." "Why notJ I want to know." "Can you keep a secret?" "Certainly I can." "So can I," grinned Bob, walking away. "Aren't you the mean thing?" his sister called after him. Bob laughed, and two days latel' he handed his sister $-25 to buy a new gown with a hat to match. As she had only to buy the goods and make it hers1ilf, she managed to get a new pair of shoes and several other things out of the money. Bob also presented his mother with $75 to do as she pleased with. Both mother and daughter took it for granted that the money they received was a part of the present Bob had received for returning the wallet with the money ihtact, and they were both curious to learn just how much he got. For particular reasons of his own, Bob declined to enlighten them. Now that he had accumulated a stake, h e hoped to make more money out of the market, and his purpose was to gjve his folk s a big surprise some day. It was al5'out this time that Bob met Abe 'Single ton, the money-lender, on the street again. Their first encounter had not been a pleasant one, and as it happened their second meeting wasnot attended by happier results. Bob was ieturning from an errand and had purchased a banana from a dago fruitman and was eating it. He liked bananas, and f,requently incli.uged in them. It was against the Penal Code t() drop banana skins on the sidewalk, and Bo}> was always1care ful not to scatter any of the-skins about. All the boys employed in Wall Street were not so careful. One of them passing ahead of Bob, a big slice -of peel. Bob didn't notice it or he would have kicked it into the gutter. He missed stepping on it by half an inO.u. Mr. Singleton, wh<> was close behind him, was n(lt so fortunate. He stepped on the peel and his legs .slid forward like a shot, while his body and head came in contact with hard walk. His legs got tangled up with Bob's, and that lad was tripped up before he knew was coming. Bob went backward, and his head struck Single ton a blow in the stomach The mishap naturally attracted attention, an<:! the passers-by thought the sight quite amusing. Neither the moneylender nor Bob saw anything funny about it. Singleton saw that he had slipped on, and observing that Bob was eating a banana, he ac him of throwil).g the skin on the sidewalk.

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. 8 A CORNER IN MONEY "I beg your pardon, sir, I didn't throw that skin on the walk," replied Bob. "I say you did," roared Singleton. "You've got a banana in your hand now." A crowd began to collect around them, and a policeman came up. "l want you to arrest that boy for dropping a ball, \na peel on the sidewalk," said Singleton. "I had ll bad fall frofu it, and I ain't sure but my b.ick is hurt." Bo'b showed the entire skin of his banana in his ha.tid, and denied all knowledge of the solitary piece oi skin which had tripped up the money lender. The officer was satisfied that Bob wasn't guilty, and let him go on his way, much to the dissatisfaction of Singleton. Bob, remembering what the gentlemen on the yacht said about copper, was watching Hurricane I sland stock. It had been ruling around $5 for some months, and though he made a number of inquiries about it, he could find out nothing. While he was devoting his attention largely to copper, he was keeping his eyes on the regular stock market. He noticed that L. & M. was going up. How high it was likely to go he hadn't the remotest He finally ventured to buy 100 shares at 90. In a week the stock was up to 94. Bob was afraid to hold it any longer, and sold out, clearing $400. The financial papers were beginning to call at-, tention to copp er. One of them advised the speculative public to buy Hurricane Island right away and hold it for the rise that was in prospect. As events proved, the advice was good. Bob bought 1,000 shares outright at a cost of a little over $5,000 It was another fortunate speculation fW him. Soon afterward copper began advancmg all along the line. Two weeks later Hurricane Island was up to $17. Bob had no reason to believe it wouldn't go much higher, but determining to be on the safe he sold out his stock and made $12,000. That was by far the most money he had made so far out of his speculations, and he felt good over it, for he was now worth $17 ,000 / CHAPTER V.-Bob's Errand Down in New Jersey. When he collected "money from the ricane Island Copper aeal, Bob decided that he had cash enough to surprise his folks. That afternoon he carried $200 home. "How's the dressmaking business getting on, May ?" he asked his sister. "I'm doing very well at present," she .an swered. "How is your cash account?" "Not very fat. A number of my customers owe me money but they are good for it, I guess." "We ll, don't say I never gave you anything," and Bob tossed five $10 bills her lap. "Is this money really for me?" "Sure it i:;." "Dear me, you must have made solme extra money down town to afford to be so liberal." "I have. I've been doing some speculating and have come\out ahead." "I congr'atulate you on your success. How m uc h have you made?" "Well, I've made about $15,000 out of three deals, and I received a present of $2,400 from the lady whose wallet I found." "Come now, Bob, don't exaggerate. How much did you really make?" "I've told you-$15,000, plus the $2,400." "Do you expect me to believe that?" "I do, if you have any regard for my word." "But you couldn't possibly make so much as that." "Why couldn't I?" "Because the sum you mentioned is a small fortune." "I've made it just the same." "Bob Hazleton, don't you know it's wicked to tell fibs?" "1'111 not telling any." "It's a fib to sar, that you have made over $15,000 speculating. "Not when it's the truth." "Since you persist in saying you have made so much money I think you had better explain how you did it." "You remember the day of the fog, when I lost your umbrella, and had a sort of double adventure on the bay after finding Mrs. Wood's wallet, don't you?" "Yes." "Well, I got hold of a gilt-edge tip on a certain stock and I took the liberty of using the $1,200 to invest in the stock on margin." "You did? Why, you never said anything about it at the time." "I know I didn't. What difference does that make? I nearly lost tlie money in the shuffle. In fact I was on the ragged edge when I dis covered that Mrs. Wood own ed the lost wallet. I was sent to her house with a letter, and while there I returned her wallet without the money, telling her what I had done with the cash. Naturally I expected she would be mad, and send word to Mr. Beard about it. Instead of that she loaned me an additional $1,200 to save myself. The deal then went through all right and I made $2,400. I then called on the lady and returned her the $1,200 she loaned me. She gave it back to me as a present because she had used my tip and had made $25,000 out of it. A few days afterward I made $400 on another deal. That made me worth about $5,000. With that money I bought 1,000 shares of a copper stock. The stock went up twelve points in two weeks and I cleared $12,000. That's how I happen to be worth $!7,000. I .hope the explanation satisfie,s you." The explanation took his sister's breath away. "Is this true?" she asked ,, "As true as I am your brother." "My gracious, what a fortunate boy you aref Have you told mother?" "No, but I'm going to right away." # Bob went into the kitchen, where his mother was beginning preparations for supper, handed her $150 and told her how much he was worth and how he made the money. N aturally, she was astonis hed and could hardly believe it to be true. At the supper table he handed the news to his father. Mr. Hazleton wouldn't believe it at first. "I have the money in a safe deposit box dowa town, and if you want to see it, come down town

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A CORNER IN MONEY 9 and call at my office. I'll take you around to the vault." Bob remembered' that he had his last statement from the little bank, which showed the amount of $17,000 was coming to him at the time it was made out, and he handed it to his father to look over. That proved his story to be true and s<> his father believed it. "What are you going to do with all that money?" asked Mr. Hazelton. "Use it to make more." "And run the risk of losing it." "That will be nobody's funeral but my own." "You had better invest it in stable securities that will pay you interest and let speculating alone." "Your advice is go<>d and I will consider it." "You are worth more money now than I eyer had at one time in my life," said his father. "I suppose I'm luckier than you. At any rate that fog proved a fortunate thing for me. It put nearly $5,000 in my pocket, and the money enabled me to make the balance." Bob now found himself pers onage of con siderable importance in the family. His mother and sister considered him as a particularly smart boy, and his financial standing made them look upon him with great respect. Bob was careful to say nothing at the office about his success in 1Jtocks. He did not want Mr. Beard to learn that he had been spe<;ulating. "Bob," said the broker, about noon on the fol lowing Saturday, "I've got something for you to do this afternoon." "All right, sir," replied the boy. "Here's a package of bon!fs I want you to deliver to the gentleman whose name and address are on it." Bob looked at the writing, which ran as fol lows: "David Foster, Esq., Magnolia Villa, Brookville, N. J." "Here is $5 to cover your expenses," said Mr. Beard "You had better start now. The one fifteen train over the Jersey Central road will take you t<> Brookville. You will have time enough to eat your lunch before you start. The gentleman will sign the enclosed receipt you turn it over to the cashier on Monday morn ing. That is all." Bob took the package, put on his hat and left the office with his week's pay in his pocket. He got his lunch, crossed the river and boarded the train which would stop at Brookville. Two hours later he reached his destination at a small station on the outskirts of the village. "Can you direct me to Magnolia :Villa where Mr. Foster lives?" Bob asked the agent. "Yes. The place is about a mile beyond the village. If you follow that street yonder to the road it runs into, turn to your right and walk about a mile you will come to the villa. It is <>n the right-hand side. The name is on the gate, so you can't make any mistake. Besides it is the only house you will run across that has a cupola," replied the agent Bob thanked him, and satisfied he could find the villa all right he started off in the direction indicated, Altogether he had to walk a mile and a half, but he hid not mind that. When he reached the villa and asked for Mr. Foster he was ushered into a cheerful library on the ground floor, where he found a white-haired o ld gentleman reading. Bob handed him the package and told him the receipt he was to sign was in side, so Mr. Foster opened it and finding its contents agreed with the result he signed the paper and it to Bob. "Did y<>u walk from the station?" said the old gentleman. "Yes, sir." "That was quite a walk for you." "Oh, no. I'm used to walking. I'm on ihe run every day from about half-past nine till half-past three. I cover a good many miles in the cour se of a week." "You look pretty healthy, so I guess it agrees with you," sm iled Mr. Foster. "There is no occasion for you to walk back to the station. I'll tell my gardener, who is also my chauffeur, to take you there in my car." "You needn't go to that trouble, sir. I'd just as sn walk, for I have lots of time. No train stops at the station going north until quarter past five, and it is only quarter of four now." The old gentleman rang for a servant and told her to bring some wine and cake. "No wine for me, Mr. Foster,'' said Bob. The <>Id gentleman then told the servant to make some lemonade. During the interval Mr. I Foster asked Bob a number of questions about Wall Street, and how he liked his work there, all of which the boy answered. The lemonade and cake appeared and Bob helped himself. The old gentleman got discoursing upon his favorite subject, book s, s o that it was quarter of five and getting dark when Bob got up to go. Mr. Foster said he must get his car out and send Bob to the station, butthe boy wouldn't hear of him doing it, for he said he could walk twice the distance in the half hour he had to make the station. B<>b started off at a lively gait and had gone about a quarter of a mile when two hardlooking men suddenly appeared from a bunch of bushes ,and called him to stop. "What do you want?" the boy a sked, not likinl!i the look s of the fellow s. 'Got a quarter about you you could lend us?n said one of them, blocking the boy's path. "No, I haven't any money for tramps," re torted Bob. "Oh, yer haven't, eh, we'll have to see," said the man. Realizing that this was a holdup, Bob made a dash to pass the man in front when. the other flung the club he had in his hand. It caught the Wall Street b<>y on the head and down he went in the road. The blow was a hard one and it dazed Bob. The men jumped on him and went through his pockets, taking his wages and the money he had to pay for his return ticket. They dragged him across the road and threw him into the bushes. Then they leaped the fence and cut across a field. CHAPTER Vl.-At the Road-house. Bob crawled out of the bushes, a11d looking through the fence saw the two rascals hoofing it for the other end of the field. His head was sore and he felt kind of sick, but he was too pluckJ

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10 A CORNER IN MONEY to let the chaps get away with h i s mone}'. without making an effo r t to r e c o ver it despite t he odd s o f two t o one. He cla mbe r ed over t he fen c e a n d started a fter them H a d they loo ked beh ind they wou l d h ave see n him com ing, but t h e y se e med to have n o id e a o f p ursuit from the bo y they believed t h ey had kno ck e d out. The sky was overcast and as dusk was c oming o n t h e a i r w ore a dingy l o ok. The field had been and that made wa!King heavy. The men presently disappeared beh ind a bunch of trees When Bob reached the trees h e saw the ras cal s getting over a fence beyond They were now in a meado w sprinkled with a number of trees Bob followed keeping a tree him and the men The ground sloped t o ward a road that B o b saw in the nea r di s t a nce. Reaching the ro a d t he ras cal s turned to the left. Bob kept t o the me adow and aimed to cu t them off. This he could have done if the men had follo w ed the road straight on. Bob saw a light through the tree s that lined the road. It wasn't dark yet but it would be pretty s oon The t w o m e n cro sse d over and entered the yard of a r oad-hou s e, from one of the windo ws -of w hi c h the light s hone. Bob s topped at the fenc e and w a tched them enter an out-ho u s e He got over the fence, cro ss ed the r oad and entered the yard.R eaching the door o f the outhou s e h e look e d in. One o f the men h a d lighted a lantern and the other was counting out their booty in two pile s o n a bench Six dollars and thirty-five cen t s apiece," said the fellow wh o was making the divi s ion. I s that all? I thought. there was more," said the other. "That's all," was the reply. "Sure you ain't holdin' out a dollar or two ?" "Me? What would I do that for?" "To get the biggest share, of course "Did you ever know me to try to skin y ou -?" "No, because I ain't g iv en yey much chance t o ," s a id the other, p i ckin g up h is share. "I wonder who the kid was ? He looked l ike a stranger." "So much the better. He ain't lik ely to give u s any trouble. "He'll probably report the holdup in the village when he gets there and then maybe the c onstable will be over this way lookin' for us." "What do we care for the constabl e ? The kid will have a iWeet time provin' we too k his money. Our w ord is as go o d as his." "And Jim will swear we was 1n the h o u s e helpin' him when the boy says he was robbed. That's a s good an alibi as we want. "Sure it i s C ome on, let's go in. Supper must be nearl y ready." Bob was about to make a das h at the m with a stick he had picked up when he was seized from behind by someb ody who said: "What are y o u spying _aro und her e for, y oung fellow?" "The t w o rascals in the outhou s e t urned around and loo ked. "Is that y o u, Jim?" a s ked one. "Yes it's me" was the reply. "Bring the light and Jet: s see wi10 this chao is. I jus t c aught him no sing around the door here. The light was in men who had r o bbed him rec ogmzed their v1ct1m and w e r e s omewhat surprised t o find he had lo wed t h em "Co me n o w, give an acc ount o f y ourself, y ong f e llo w," said Jim. "These two men robbed me o n the r oad across the fie l ds that goes t o the village and the station, and I followed them to get my money back," replied B o b. "Haw, haw, haw!" laughed one o f the thieves. "I gues s you're daffy. If you've beenr o bbed it was somebody el s e too k your dough." No, it wasn't. It was you two I didn't lose s ight of you and follo w ed y o u right here. You want to hand my money back." Well, what do yer think of that for nerve, Jim,'' said the man with the lantern. "Accusin' t wo hone s t men lik e u s o-f takin' his money Jus t a s i f we'd do s uch a thing." All right," said Bob "I'll see about it when I get to the vill a g e I've lost my train through you c h a p s and have two hours to attend to you f e llow s I'll s ee w h ether I can get justice or n o t Goin' to report u s to the constable, I s'. pose? You want to make trouble for us, eh? I reckon we'd better hold on to you till you cool down. .Get a piece of rope, Bill, and we'll tie this young roo ster up till bimeby, and then we'll take him off s omewhere and Jet him 'find his way home. He's too c ocky altogether f o r his shoe s Needs a trimmin' to put s ome sens e in his bean." "Look here, are you g oing t o let thes e men do me up?" said Bob t o Jim, surmising that he was connected with tlfe r oadhouse, perhaps the "You haven't any right t o be hanging around this place. How d o I know but you're a y o unir thief," said Jim. "I've explained why I am here." "Your e xplanation doe sn't hold water. These men wouldn't rob you. They w ork for me and I wouldn't have anybody around that wasn't hone st." I guess you don't know them then. '.'he two thieves laughed as if they thought tha t a go o d joke. Then one of them grabbed the boy and tied his arms behind him. The two then dragged him over to a c orner and tied him to the end o f the bench. I gue s s he'll stay there till we come back," s aid the man named Bill. "Come o n to supper, Dave." They walked out of the outhou s e and Bob felt he was in a pad fix. He regretted that h!! had -not accepted Mr. Foster's o ffer to send him to the station in hi s car. H o wever, there was no use crying.-over s pilled milk. He was worse off than if he had not followed the two rascals. Still now that he knew they were connected with; the roadhouse, he intended t o make things hot for them when he g o t away. The question that bothered him was whether he w ould be able to prove the r obbery against them. It looked rather. d oubtful, as his acc usatio n lacked c orroboration. They w oul d both swear that they hadn't taken a cent fro m him. And they c ould rely on the other man, who appeared t o be the proprietor o f the r oadhou se, t o help them out. The most important thing at present was t o get away. That was easier decided o n t hen executed.

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A CORNER IN MONEY 11 Bob pulled and yanked at his bonds but without any great degree of success. It looked as if he was doomed to stay tied until released by his en e mies. While he was working away he heard an automobile come along the road. It stopped in front of the roadhouse. The machine chugged away for a while and then stop ped. About this time one of the ropes gave way enough for Bob to get his hand out. The rest was easy for he had a knife in his pocket, and all he had to do was to get it out and sever the rope that held him to the bench. He left the outhouse. The darknes s of the night favored him. He walked toward the road. The public room was li ghted up by lamps. At a table be side one of the s ide windows sat t.l"o well-dre ssed men smokin g and talking. The man Jim was placing a cocktail before each. Bob recognized l'ne of the vi sitors as a Wall Street broker he knew by sight. The other man he had never :seen before. The two men who had robbed him were not in sight. Bob decided to wait around until the vi sitors left the roadhous e and then ask them for a ride as far as the village, if they w ere going that way. He stood by the window looking into the room. The gentlemen drank their cock tails. In a few minutes they began to act kind of queer, so Bob thought as he watched t hem. They swayed in their chairs and finally sprawled acros s the table. After that they made no further movement. Bob was astonished at their actions and his first idea was that they had drank too much, the last cocktail giving them the finishing touch. What follp w ed opened his eyes to the fact that they wen! drugged. The landlord went to the back door of the room and called to some one. Immediately the men who had rob bed Bob entered the room. One went to the front door and s tood there, as if on watch. The other one, with the landlord, approfched the two "Visitors. Straightening them up in their chairs they dexterously stripped them of theil' pocketbooks, watches and chains diamond pins, and other articles of value. Everything was dropped into a small handbag which stood open on the table. 'l'hen, taking one of the men between them they carried him out and placed him in the auto. In a few minutes they returned for the other. Then. it was that Bob determined to trick the rascals. Be saw that the window was down a few inches at the top. Inserting his knife under the lower sash he raised it far enough to get his fingers under it. It was now easy to push up the sash. Pulling himself up across the sill he reached for the open bag and drew it toward him. Snapping it shut, he pulled down the sas h, jumped down and glided toward the road where he heard the auto chugging away, one of the men having cranked it. Off went the car with one of the rascals acting as chauffeur, the two gentle lllen leaning againsf. each other on the back seat. The landlord and the other ras cal returned to the public room to count their booty and then hlde it. Bob did not wait to chuckle over their wrprise when they found that the bag had disappeared mysteriously, but took the road after the car, not knowing whether it would take him te the village or away from it. CHAPTER VII.-Bob Saves Two Lives. Bob made his way along at a rapid pace. As he walked he wondered where the road-house rascal was taking the two visitors who-had been cleaned out of their money and other valuables. He decided that as far as he was concerned he would have to let his $12.70 go as he did not be lieve he could prove the robbery against the two men. He felt good because he had turned the tables on the three scoundrels and got away with their plunder, which he felt he would have no great difficulty in restoring to the rightful own ers since he knew them by sight. Doubtless they would reward him for saving their property so he would lo s e nothing in the long run. The road did not go near the vil11ge, but crossed the railroad tracks and went on. Bob had covered half the distance from the road-house to the railroad when he suddenly saw a figure approaching in the darkness. Not caring to take any chances with the bag, he glided into the bushes. Whether the man saw him or not he did not stop. Bob waited till he disappeared along the road and resumed his way. He had an idea it was the rascal who had gone off in the car. He had left the auto somewhere along the road, the boy thought. Ten minutes later he reached the railroad, and there he saw the car standing on the north-bound track with the unconscious gentlemen in it. "Good Lord I the scoundrel has left the car to be struck by the first train that comes along on that track,'' cried Bob, rather staggered by the heartles s piecfl of ras cality. "That's the way he figured on wiping out any comeback on the part of their victims. The of the car and the death of the gentlemen would look like an accident at the railroad crossing1 and so suspicion would never attach to tne road-house crooks. They are worse than I took them to be. I wonder what they intended doing to me?" At that moment Bob heard the whistle of a coming train along the track. This train was an express that did not stop at the village station, a mile below the crossing. The whistle was blown as the train approached the station. Inside of a minute and a half it would be up to the crossing, therefore no time was to be lost if Bob hoped to save the gentlemen and the car from annihilation. As the boy could hardly hope to pull the men out of the car in time to save both of them, he decided to crank the machine, and take the personal risk of driving the car across the rails. Fortunately one turn ol the crack started the engine. Then Bob sprang in with the bag, released the brake and put on the power. While doing this he saw the headlight of the locomotive come in sight around an easy curve a short distance away. The glare illuminated the car, and the wideawake engineer immediately whistled down brakes and .reversed, opening the sand-sprinkler. As the train was running at a fifty-mile-an-hour clip, it could not be stopped short of the cro ss ing, but its progress might be delayed a few seconds. Since every second counted case of this kind, a tragedy might be avoided by \he engine driver's promptness in acting. Bob's spryness, more than anything else, won the "1ay, and the

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\ 12 A CORNER IN MONEY car shot of the track ten seconds before returned to the hotel and went to bed, after the iocomotive cro ssed the spot where it had learning that the two .gentlemen were still under been standing. The engineer, seeing that all was he influence of the drug. Towards morning they right, whistled off brakes, and put the locomotive recovered in a strange room, lying on a bed on its gait again, the train dashing on its way with their clothes on, Their last recollection with a rush and a roar that soon carried it was being in the public room of the road-house. out of sight. Bob stopped the car to consider It didn't take them long to discover that their what he sh ould do. He had no idea where the money and other valuables were gone, so it was road led to Apparently it did not go toward plain to them that they had been cleaned out. the village of Brookville, but away from it. As they had no remembrance of such treat As far as he could see, he would have to keep ment, they judged that they had been given on. He hoped it would take him into one of the drugged liquor at the road-house and then rob main roads running north. So he started. up bed. again and proceeded. A run of six miles brought "This is a pretty state of affairs," said one of him into a small town. He decided to stop there, them, by name George Curtis. "I wonder if this and inquired the way to the best hotel. room is upstair! in the roadhouse?" Reaching the hotel he stopped in front of it, "I wouldn't be surprised," replied his comand, taking the bag with him, entered and expanion, whose name was Ashley. plained matters to the night clerk. A couple "We'd better make an effort to get away and of porters were called, and the unconscious men reach' the village of Brookville, which is about a fetched into the public room, where their conmile away, and notify the police of the outrage. dition immediately attracted attention. A docWe'll have to walk, no doubt, for those rascals tor was sent for to attend to them. He arrived have .most likely locked the car in (he out-hou se." in a short time, and it only took him a few "Let us start at once." minutes to pronounce them under the influence "May be we are locked in and can't get away," of a drug. He said it would have to take its said Curtis. course, and advised that the men be taken to On trying the door they found it "was not a room and laid on the bed to recover This locked. w'as done and the car taken into the yard. Bob "This isn't the roadhouse," said Curtis. "There then registered himself and was given a room, wasno electric lights in that place. il'he public to which he immediately repaired with the bag. room we drank in was lighted by lamps." Hiding the bag under the bed, he took a wash, "That's right," nodded his friend. "The ras and then, as the hotel dining-room was closed, cals must have brought us to this place to get he went to a restaurant to "get his supper. Ip. us. out of the way." order to pay his expenses he had to take a bill They walked downstairs and entered the pub-from the money in the bag. lie corridor of the hotef. The night clerk After eating he found his way to the station-nized them. house and told his story to the police. The officer "So you gentlemen have recovered from the in charge decided to send a posse to arrest the dope you got?" he said. people at the road-house, and Bob was directed "How came we to be in this hotel?" said Broker to accompany the expedition. The police auto Curtis. was brought around, and th,e party proceeded "You were brought here in your o wn car by a to the hotel and pressed the other car into serv-young man who says he found .your machine, ice. Both machines then started for the road-with you two in it, standing on the railroad house at a hot clip When they stopped in front track at the crossing five miles from here. All of the bouse, two of the officers went into the an express was coming along, he had to hustle yard, while the other two, with Bob, entered to save your lives," replied the clerk. through the front door The proprietor was be-This piece of news rather staggered the gen-hind the bar, and there were nearly a dozen tlemen. farmers and farmhands seated at the tables "The last thing w e remember was stopping smoking aiid drinking. One of the two men who at a road-house and taking a couple of drinks robbed Bob was acting as a waiter. Bob pointed there. Wh -&t is the name of this place?" -him and the proprietor out to the officers, and "Dashtown. they were at once put under arrest, despite their "And it's five miles from the railroad?" protests. A search for the other man was made, "Yes." and he was found upstairs. The proprietor's "Who is the young man who claims to have wife, who was foun_d in her room, was told to saved our lives?" look after the place, as the prisoners were to "His name is Robert Hazelton. He is stopplng .,. be carried to the town and locked up. Until here to-night. He's from New Yo1-k. Told me they reached. the station-hou se the rascals sup-that he works in Wall Street and was sent down posed that Bob had brought the complaint to yesterday afternoon to deliver a against them on his own account. Then they pa'Ckage. He was on his way to the station to t discovered that the chief charge against them catch the 5.20 train when he was held up by a was the robbery of the two gentlemen after couple of rascals in the road and cleaned out drugging them. ./ of all hi,s money. He followed the fellows to' The man Bill was further accused of leaving the road-house just before you two got there in the car with their victims on the raifroad track your car. He saw what happened. to you, and to be struck by the express. They put up a how after you were robbed one of the men car bold front, however, and declared they were in-ried you off toward the railroad in your car. nocent. After their pedigrees were taken down He followed with the intention of reporting matthey were sent to pass the night in ) ells. Bob ters to the Brookville police. When he reached

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A CORNER IN MONEY 13 the Jersey Central tracks he saw a car standing across the north-bound track. He saw you gentlemen in it, unconscious Then he heard the whistle of an express coming, and he had just time to crank the machine and start it across the tracks when the train went by. He said you had a narrow squea k for your lives." "We mus t see the young man in the morning. What time i s it now?" "Three o'clock." "Can you direct us to the station-hou se in this town?" "Yes, but there i s no need of you going there. The young man went there and reported the affair and the police went to the road house and pinched the three rascals. They are in jail. now." "Good," said Curtis. "Then there is nothing for us to do but turn in for the rest of the night. We have to pay our bill, but we are both responsi)lle New Yorkers, and I will send you the amount of your bill. There is my business card," tossing a card on the counte r. "That's all right," said the clerk, looking at the card which showed that the gentleman was a Wall Street proker. "You might as well register while you are ab ou t it, and in the morning after breakfast you can see the proprietor." The gentlemen registered and the clerk marked the.1)'.l after their names. Then they went upstairs and turned in for the rest of the night. Bob came down ii.bout _eight and went in to breakfast, after sending a telegram to his folks stating where he was. Then he went to his room and secured the plunder belonging to the gentlemen. In 011e of the wallets he found a card stating 0. & B. was to be bought by a syndicate the following ;Monday. Bob felt sure he had secured a good tip. Whe n he came down stairs he saw the two gentlemen sitting on the piazza and introduced himse lf. Bob explained matters and went back upstairs and brought down their property and gave it to them. The men were profuse in their thanks both for saving "their lives and property. In a short time a policeman came for them and conducted them to court to be present at the trial of the prisoners. The thieves .were eventually sent to prison for ten years each. The brokers took Bob to New York in their car. The next day Mr. Curtis called on Bob and pre sented him with a gold watch and chain and a pair of diamond cuff buttons. On Thursday Bob .bought 1,500 shares of 0. & B. He also called on Mrs. Wood and handed her the tip. 0. & B. soon was on the jump and when it reac.hed 105 he s old out and made $20,000. Mrs. Wood clear $13,000 on her deal. Now that he had $40,000 in cas h Bob decided to go in business on his o wn account. So he tendered his resignation to Mr. Beard and hired an office. He had cards printed and sent one each to Mr. Beard and Mrs. Wood. Both were amazed at his pluck and Mrs. W ood made up her mind_ to help him all she could. He also sent a card to Mr. Curtis, who called on him and told him to call on him if he needed his services. Bill y Burton also called on him and w/tS sur: prised at his friend's starting in for himself, but B ob did not tell him how he was situated' as regards money. One day the following week Ape Singleton met Bob on the street and in his usual grouchy manner"gave him a note to hand to his boss. But when Bob informed him he was not connected with Mr. Beard any longer but. was in for himself Singleton snntched the note from Bob and walked away without saying a word. Bob heard that Southern Railway was about to boom, -and later Mrs. Wood came in and ordered him to buy 2,000 shares for her. Bob did so and went in heavily him self in that stock through Mr. Curtis. The s tock went up to 120 and Mn. Wood made $68,000 and Bob $25,000. Bob now h a d a circular printe d which he sent to out-of-town people advising them what stocks to invest in. He got trnite a number of replies and several orders for sto ck. CHAPTER VIII.-A Corner I n Money. A few days after that Bob n oticed that D & C. was r isi ng, s o he called on Mr. Beard a:>d bought 1,000 shares at 93 on margin. The broker took the order, and thinking that th!! boy had got another tip, he bought 5,t ,fl!) him s e l f. In a day or two Bob dropped in on Curtis and told him what he had bought. "Get out of it as quick as you can," said Curtis. "Why so? It's g oing up." "A syndicate is forcing the price as a blind. You would have done better to have sold short.''. "I can do that now if you say s o.'' "Give me an order to se ll two or three thou sand. You'll win.'' "I haven't the money to deposit with m e but I'll fetch it around in fifteen minutes.'' "All. right. Sign that order and get the money.'' On his way to the deposit vault Bb dro p;:ied in at Beard's office a nd told the cash. er to sell his 1,000 shares right away. D & C was up to 95 then, and .he hoped to make $2,0 0 011t of the deal. Before his order reached M r Beard the stock started on a quick slu mp anrl h e was s old out at 92, losing $ 1, 000. The broker him self lost $5,000, and kicked him self for following Bob's lead. The price dropped to 85, at which point Curtis bought in 3,000 for the bov. a'!ld several thousand for him se lf. Bob made $21,00J by the slump, les s the $1,000 he was out throu g h his first deal. 'When he got his mon ey he w.

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,, 14 A CORNER IN MONEY able stock to speculate'with. Bob felt bound, however, to carry out the orders of his cus tomer. He went around to Broker Curtis and showed him the order. "I wonder how he came to pick that stock out?" said Bob. "I don't see anything in it for him." "That need not worry you any. The man orders you to buy 100 shares of it. If he loses money on it that is his funeral,". said Curtis. "I know, but I want my customers to win. Then they'll probably continue to trade through me. If they lose, I am likely to lose them." "You can't help that. You have got to follow orders. I suppose you want me to fill that order for you?" "Yes. Go ahead and do it." Two days later Texas Central began falling. Bob told Curtis to sell it out. He did this on his own responsibility to save his customer from some of the loss. During that day the stock dropped eleven points altogether, which would have his customer out of his $1,000 deposit had Bob not sold As it was, the man was only $200 out. A good many brokers would have reported the customer closed out and in debt to the firm, even if they had acted as Bob had done, and have pocketed the $800. He was half through with the letter when the door opened and a big man came in. ."How do you do?" he said. "Is Mr. Hazelton in?" "That's my name,'' replied Bob. "You are his son, perhaps?" "No, sir. I am Robert Hazelton, and this is my office." The man stared at him. "Why, you're only a boy." "I can't deny that, sir." "And you claim to be a broker?" "That's my business. What can I do for you?" "My name is Thompson. I saw your adver-tisement in a paper I take up at my home in Chemung, and I sent you a bank draft for $1,000, with an order to buy me 100 shares of Texas Central. I got a letter from you saying that you bought the stock. Well, I see there's been a slump in the price, so I suppose I have lost my. $1,000." "You would have lost it if I had not sold out when I saw the stock dropping. I had no right to do it, but I wanted to save as much of your money as I could. My principle as to. work .for the interests of my customers. f I thought you had picked out a mighty poor stock to speculate in, and had you called on me in person I would have advised you to try something else. Most brokers would not have taken any special interest in your affairs unless you had furn'ish ed them with special instru<;tions. I did, the best I could for you, so you are not as bad off as you might have been." "Then there is something coming to me?" "There is." "How much." "Eight hundred dollars." "Young man, I guess you are smarter than I had any idea you were when I came in and look ed at you. How is it that you do not report me sold out at the lowest quotation and pocket the ?" "Because I don't do bu'siness that way. It isn't an honest way. That is a bucketshop method. I am in business to make a reputation for square dealing. I was just writing to you about your deal. Here is your statement. It shows that you have lost $200. I am ready to hand you the rest, less my commission of $25." "Young man, I have speculat,ed off and on for several years, and I am bound to say that I did not ex11ect to recover a dollar. I'll take the $775, and then, perhaps, you'll suggest something I can recoup my loss in." Bob handed him the money and took his receipt for it. "I can suggest several stocks, but I assume no responsibility if they fail to win. I have no control over the market." Among others Bob mentioned D. & G., and the man told him to buy 1000 shares of it for his account, handing him $1,000 to cover tbe margin. Thompson remained for about an hour, and then went away feeling better than when he came in. the last week in May Mrs. Wood called agam and told Bob to buy 3,000 shares of Mountain Short Line for her account on margin, It was a gilt-edge stock and ruled around 125. She told the young speculator that she had been tipped off to a prospective rise of ten points, and she told him to' sell her shares when it teached that price, if it did. If it did not reach 135, and showed signs of weakness, she authorized him to sell at the best figure he could get. Bob placed her order with Curtis, and an order to Mr. Beard for 3,000 on his own account. Iron Mountain went to 135 in the first week in June, and Bob ordered Curtis and Beard to sell the stock. Mrs. Wood made $30,000, and Bob a like amount. It was about this time that a big trust company uptown suspended payment, and two or three other banks above Fourteenth street closed their doors, too. The newspapers printed sensational stories about the institutions, stating that their chief officers had been guilty of rank mismanagement, and charged them with loaning large sums to politicians and others on insufficient security in order to secure deposits from the city and other favors. The -result was t'hat confidence was shaken and runs started on most of the other banks. For a time things looked pretty shaky. The solvent banks stood the runs all right, but this unexpected withdrawal of millions of money by timid depositors created a shortage of ready cash and as a consequence the interest rates jumped in Wall Street, and people needing rea(iy cash not only found it difficult to get it, but they had to pay high for the accommodation. All this i played into the hands of the money-lenders. They saw their opportunity to squeeze borrowers, and they did it. They finally worked mat.. ters so they got a corner on the money supply and boomed their charges higher than ever. ol course, this raised a howl among the brokers and others who went to these people for a loan. The banks were not lending money as freely as usual, for they needed it themselves to meet the drain. Indeed, the clearing house had to come to the assistance of its members and issue tem porary notes to ti9ie over the situation. Manufacturing establishments with large pay-rolla

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A CORNER IN MONEY 15 to meet found it impossible to get all the cash they needed from their bank, and had to borrow. money from the money-lenders at a big pre mium, or induce their employee s tp accept checks for a part of their wages. Abe Singleton was one of the be st. kn9wn money-lenders in the Street. For years he had made a pile of money out of the brokers, and in the stringency .the traders expected him to go easy with them in return for their patronage. Singleton didn't see it in that light. He was not even satisfied to avail himself of the high rates that prevailed, but wanted the earth and everything in it. To that end he called upon all the money-lenders doing busines s in the financial district to meet him at his office on a certain day with a view to their mutual advantage. They came to see what he had on the hooks. He_went over the situation with them, and proposed a combine that would control the bulk of the available cash outside of fell in with his views. T he minority, finding that it would be to their interest to agree, did so, and thus a corner in money was established, and Sinisleton shook hal).d s with hims elf, and also with the meivbers of the combine. He was made chairman of the committee to establish the daily price, and the committee going into executive session right away made next day's figure, which was the highes t price that had yet prevailed in Wall Street. A howl went up from the brok ers in consequence. They rushed up from one money-lender to another to meet the same figure. Then all Wall $treet began to realize that its ordinary members we:re at the mercy of the loan sharks, and indignation waxed to fever heat. CHAPTER IX.-Bob Tries to Break the Money Corner. the banks. The money stringency naturally affected the "Everybody who has money is hoarding it stock market. Speculators with small means away in their safe-deposit boxes,'' he said, quite were obli ged to keep out of the game. Those truthfully. "They are withdrawing as 'much who could afford to gamble continued to do so, from the banks as they can get, and to meet but the brokers found it difficult to swing large their demands the banks are loaning as little as deals. The banks would only accept the best possible. Ifwe combine our resources a s a securities, the value of which had gone down unsyndicate, we can force the premium up to any der the' panicky strain, and on these they loaned figure we choose to make." about half of their value, as the slump in values ''But the. Government is about to put out forty continued at a -steady rate. The money-lenders, or fffty million to relieve the ba nk,'' said one of in order to s ecure business at their increased the money-lenders present. rates, were loaning ten per cent. more than the "What of it? Who wlll get those millions? banks would on similar security. They were The people who need it most in small lots? Not safef in doing 'this on call loans, and those whe> by a jugful; my friends. The. syndkated ban"!'had to raise cash found the ten per cent. an ers will get every dollar of it, and they will inducement. let it out to their favorites at high rates: The Under the conditions now existing Beb SingleBorgans, the Dockerfellers, and s u ch will ton quit speculating. He had $115,000 in his safe millions by assisting the Government to pass it deposit box, and as he had no business he con around. They will get the cash at its face eluded to lend the money out. He did not intend value, but they won't distribute it way., to charge the usurious rates of the regular They will have to have arake-off, and you know money-lenders. He did not doubt that he could what that means. At any rate, the small fry get such rates, but he felt that he could turn who are forced to come / to us will have to pay his funds over to excellent advantage on a more the highest figure, and the forty or fifty mil-liberal basis. Anyway, the brokers who patron llon won't begin to go around. This is our ized him would appreciate it, and he believed chance. It may not last long, but while it does in making friends with them with a view to laiit it is to our interes t to make hay while the the future after things had resumed their norsun shines. Therefore, my friends I have call-mal standing in Wall Street. He was preparing ed you here to urge a combination. Let us show an advertisement to insert in a couple of the a firm and equal front. Let us ask tp.e very limit Wall Street dailies when the door opened and for our cash. Let us organize and appoint a Mrs. Wood came in. Bob was always glad to see committee to make the daily figure at which we the lady, but this time h e hoped she had shall loan our funds, and the people who must come to speculate. He was not a!lXious to take have money at any cost will have to pay it: We any orders in that line, for he knew that his will make our loans independently, of course, but friend Curtis was pushed for money, and that we will engage not to loan a cent under the Mr. Beard was also handicapped.the same way, established price made by the committee." due to tl).e difficulty of raising loans at the banks. "But we can be prosecuted for combining in "Glad. to se!l you, Mrs. Wood," he said, spring-restraint of trade," said another man. ing up and handing her a chafr beside the desk. "Not at all," said Singleton. "Money is an "Are you doing any speculating now?' she article of nece ssity, it i s true, but it is not a asked. necessity like the neces sities of life. Anyway, ,. "Not a bit. I've quit du'ring the money string the Government is too fully occupied with the ency." aolution of this crisis to bother about our meth"And your capital is locked up in your safe ods When the cri s i s is over our combine will deposit box?" cease automatically, and the Government will find "Yes, ma'am, but I'm thinking of loaning it nothing tangible proceed against: '' out at the present high interest rates such as th6" Singleton arguei'l his point well, and most of banks charge, not what the money sharks are who1 loan d1 r;w!\ev a,s iness askinl!." -

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16 A CORNER IN MONEY "I have come down to see you on the same subject." "Then you have a bunch of cash not on deposit at your bank?" "Yes, I have half a million in bil\s in my safe deposit box." "Then you stand to make a good thing loaning it out." "It would hardly look well for me to go into the loaning business, so I called to see if you wouldn't take charge of my money and put it out on call at the prevailing rate." -"Are you willing to give me the control of so much money? How do you know but I might be tempted to run off to Europe with it?" "I am perfectly satisfied with your integrity, Robert. I know my money will be. safe in your hands." "I thank you for the confidence you show in me. I shall not disappoint you. It wouldn't pay me to run away with your money even if I was that way inclined. I am worth $115,000 now,' anq I have a career before me. By the time I reach my majority I hope to be on the way to half a million." "We will go into a sort of partnership with our money. You have about one hundred thousand to loan, and I have five times as much. I will allow you a fair percentage on the bus ine s s you do with" my funds. You will keep an account of the loans, and when this panic is over, and the interest rate has returned to its normal standard, I will settle w ith you." "All right, Mrs Wood. With $6 0 0,000 to loan at bank rates, I think I will be able to put a crimp in the busines s of some of these loan sharks who are taking undue advantage of the necessities of the traders. There is one of them named Abe Singleton, who s e office is in this building, and on this floor. I call him the kingpin shark of them all. It is rumored about that he is res ponsible for the corner in money t hat the average borrowers of the Street are up against. Nothing would suit me better than to cut into his business. He'd have a fit every time he found out that I had deprived him of a vic tim." Wood 'said she would come down every day and get him the money he wanted until all the money was out, and then she'd leave the rest to the young speculator. Bob, whos e advertising copy read that he had $100 000 to loan on approved securities at the banking rates, oil a sixty per cent. basis, altered it to a million. Of course he would only be able to loan $600,000, but no one would know that, and a million looked better in print. After Mrs. Wood went home Bob took the advertisement and inserted it in the two Wall Street dailies, where it was certain to be seen at once, and he knew lie would have customers for the money right away. He told Mrs. Wood so, and she promised to be at the office next rooming at ten o'clock. If a borrower called before she turned up he would put out some or all of his own money. When Bob reached his office at half-pas t nine, he found a welldressed man waiting outside. "How do you do, sir. w ant to s ee me?" 'he asked the visitor. "I want to s ee Robert Hazelton." .. "That is my name. Walk in," said Bob, un locking the door. The man, who had a package in his hand, walked in. "You are not the person who advertised to loan a million, I am sure,'' said the caller. "Pe:r haf,ls it's your father." 'No, sir. My father would find some difficulty in raising a million. Anyway, he isn't doing busi ness in Wall Street. How much money do you want?" "Then you are actually loaning money yourself?" "Yes, sir." -"I want to borrow about $'60,000, if I can it." "You can get it right here if you have the right security." The gentleman, who handed out his card, which proved he was a broker, with an office in Ex change Place, opened the package and what he had in the way of stock. Bob sized it up at the market price, which was liable to drop, and said he wouki let him have $60,000 on the stock, but that the loan must be returned in cash or certified check on demand. The borrower agreed to that. Bob made out the note and handed it to the gentleman to sign. "Now come around to my safe deposit vaul t and I will let you have the money,'' sai d the young speculator. He hung a sign on his door, "Will return i n fifteen minutes,'' and they went away together. At the vault the man handed him the note and the stock, and Bob counted out. the money i n sixty $1,000 bills Bob placed the stock in his box and took out the rest of his money. Then he returned to the office and found Mrs. Wood and another broker waiting there. Bob loaned his second customer $50,000 on good bonds, and that cleaned him out of ready cash with the exception of $5,000. "You'd better run round to your vault and fetch me your money, Mrs Wood," he said. "I'V'"e put all my money out on two loans I gues s I'll be a ble to place all your funds to-day, perhaps be fore noon." While she was gone a thir d trader came after $25,000, and a s hi s s ecu rity was good, Bob S i i d he could have the money. "I have jus t sent out for some cash, and you w ill only have to w ait for a few minutes ,'' s a i d the boy. In a short time Mrs. Wood returnedw ith the mon e y and handed tlt over'. Bob handed t h e borrnwer the sum he wanted and put the ie s t in the saf e with the three notes A foui>th man came in fifteen minutes later, and he got $3 5, 00 0 on gilt-edge paper. By noon "Bob had loaned $200,ooo of Mrs. Wood' s cas h. When two o'clock came around he had put out $1 5 0,000 mo r e. In ; some way Singleton heard that Robert Hazle ton was loaning large sums at the ban king rate1 and he came a round to investigate. Mrs. Woo(l, was out at lunch. "Look here, young m a n have you go t money to loan?" cried Singleton, crustily. "Yes. Do you want some?" "No, I don't want any. I heard you were put ting it out at-" and he mentioned the rate the banks were a sking that day.

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A CORNER IN MONEY 17 "You heard right. What about it?" "You want to quit it." "What for? This is a free country, isn't it? I have the right to loan all the money I can get hold of." "You are not a regular money-lender, neither are you a banker. You have no right to lend money." "Get out! Anyb/dy has the right to loan money at any time to anybody. I've got a couple of million on tap, with more coming, and I'm going to put it out at a decent rate. I'm not a Shylock like you and your crowd." '/ "How dare you call me 'a Shylock?" roared Singleton. "Because that's what you are. You're a loan shark. You are taking_ advantage of the money stringency to bleach everybody you can. Well, I'm going to do you out of some of your bor rowers by letting them have cash at the banking rate." Singleton pounded the desk angrily. "Where did you get the money you are .loaning?" he cried. "That is none of your business. Suppose I asked you where you -got your own money, how would you like it?" "You are acting for somebody." "Suppose I am. What have you got to say about it?" "I'll put a stop to .your game before the day is out." "If you or any of your crowd interfere with me I'll have you arrested'." "What's that?" "You heard what I said, and I mean it. -Now get back to y.our den and stay there, like the skinny spider you are. I've got business to at tend to." At that point a visitor walked in. "ls Mr. Hazleton in?" said the caller. "Yes, sir. Want a "Yes. I want to get $40,000." "Show up your security." "Don't do business with this boy," interposed Singleton. "He is not responsible. I am a reputable money-lender, and will lend you any sum you require. My name is Single ton. Here is my card." "Look here, Singleton, you have no right to interfere with my customers ." "C ome along with me, Mr.--" said the money-lender, taking the man by the arm. "Leave this gentleman alone," said Bob interfering. "You are not a reputable money-lende r but a disreputable shark, for you are asking exorbitant rates. I am loaning money at the regular banking Show me your sir." "Don't you do it. I will let you have all the cash you want at the banking rate," said Singleton. "So you are taking water, are r,ou, you old S hylock? Get out of my office or Ill throw you out." Bob grabbed Singleton by the collar and slack of his trousers and ran him over to the door. "Now get out,'' he said, opening it. The money-lender sputtered with rage and struck Bob in the face. The boy hauled orr and smashed him in the eye, him staggering outside. Then he shut the door and returned to his customer. CHAPTER X.-The Forged Stock Certificates. "You'll excuse this rumpus, sir, but I'm rio' taking any nonsense from that loan shark. I dare say you know him or have heard of him. Everybody in Wall Street is acquainted with Abe Singleton. He and his bunch have run up the price of money on account of the squeeze, and they ought to be kicked." "Yes, I know Singleton, and you handed him what he deserved. I wouldn't borrow a dollal' from him if I -could help myself. I saw your ad vertisement and called to see if I 'Could do busl ness with you. Here is my card." "Glad to know you, Mr. Hines. Now let me see your securities. If they are all right you'll get -what you want." They prov.ed to be all right, and the loan was put through. Bob heard no :more from Single ton tnat afternoon, and when he closed down at four o'clock he had loaned $425,000 of Mrs. Wood's money. Singleton had done little busi ness that day, and lhe was in bad humor. To make things worse for him and his crowd, the banks had sent out circulars to their customers denouncing tha loan sharks and their methods, tmd raising their margin five per cent. The sharks held a meeting that afternoon and de cided to loan 65 per cent. of the value of the se curities offered. Singleton told them about Bob, and said he must be put; out of business right away. One of them a plan to do him, and it was decided to carry it out next day. eleven next morning Bob had loaned the last o:i! Mrs. Wood's money. "I'll -have to tell my next customer that th'9 m!llion has been taken up," he said to himself1 as he made the last entry in his book. Jusv then the door opened and a man came in. "Are ]OU Robert Hazleton?" asked the visitor. "Yes. "I want to borrow $50,000. Here is some stock which you will fin'tl. worth at least $100, 000," a;nd the man handed a bunch of certificate1 to the boy. They were Illinois Central shares, which at that time we-re quoted at $110. Bob looked them over carefully. He had just made his last loan on the same stock, and there seemed to be a difference in the certificates. He went to his safe and made a comparison. The signatures of the o fficers on this new lot looked enough different to arouse a suspicion in his mW-d that they were not genuine. Bob saw other
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( 18 A CORNER IN MONEY you introduced yourself and asked for a loan on this-stock," said the young speculator. "My name is Day," .said the caller, in a hesi-tating way. "But this i sn't your business card, i s it?" The visitor reluctantly admitted that it wasn't. "Well, who are you, anyway?" "John Day. "Are you a broker?" "Certainly." "Where is your office?" "In the Johnston Building." "Where's your proper business card?" The visitor fumbled in his pockets and then said he didn't have one with him. "ls this your stock? I see that 'the certificates are made out in the name of John Day?" "Yes." "Look these over and compare them with this. Illinois Central one, Mr. Curtis, and tell me what -r.ou tliink of them,'. .said Bob "If you don t want to accept them .for the loan, I'll go elsewhere," said the visitor, wiping his face in a nervous way. "The top certificate is a forgery,!' said Curtis, promptly, "so is the next." "That's what I thought," said Bob. "How do you account for that, Mr. Day?" "Why-why-I bought them for genuine." "Bought $100,000 worth of forged stock foi,: genuine, eh? From whom?" "I don't recall--" "Isn't it a fact that you knew they were forged, and that you brought them in to me with the purpose of trying to work them off on me because I'm a bo "Not at all. You must be mistaken about their being fo1ged." "The entire lot is forged," said Curtis. "The signatures of the officers are not genuine." "This i s a serious matter, Mr. Day, and w!ll have to be investigated. Borgan & Co. are the transfer agents for the stock. Ring them up, Mr. Curt1 s and asked them to send a clerk over here to pass upon the character of a number of Illinois Central stock which are suspected to be forgeries. Send them the numbers, and say .they are made out in the name of John Day." Broker Curtis pulled Bob's telephone to him and asked to be connected with Borgan & Co. "I'll go and get my partner," said the visitor, starting for the door "Not just yet you won't," said Bob, intercepting his retreat. "You'll stay right in this room until I let you go." "I protes t agaiitst being detained. "You can protest as much as you want to, but you can't leave my office until this matter is settled." The visitor maae another effort to leave, but Bob made him sit down. In a quarter of an hour a clerk from Borgan & Co. appeared with a memorandum. "The certificates of which you telephoned us the numbers are registered in the names of thes e people and not John Day," he said. "Well, look at thos e certificates and say whether or not they are genuine," said Bob. The clerk examined them and pronounced all of them forl!'eries. ,1 "Here is the man who brought them to my office, represented himself as Broker Day, of the Johnston Building, and asked for a loan of $50,000 on them. You can talk to him." The clerk asked the man where he got the certificates, but he declined to say. "If you won't give us any satisfaction I shall have to send for a policeman," said Bob. The man threw up the sponge and said he had received the certificates from Hiram Lewis, a money-lender. "But you knew they were forged?" The vistior denied that he knew that. He said he supposed they were genuine. "Look here, are you sure that Abe Singleton i sn't at the bottom of this job which s eems to have been put up on me?" The caller denied that Singleton had had anything to do with the certificates. "Call up the police, Mr. -Curtis. I'm going to see this thing through," said Bob. The visitor begged him not to i;;end for the poJice,1, but Bob was determined. Then the boy told, \,.;Urtis to ring up Hiram Lewis' office, in the Astor Building, and tell him that he wa:s wanted at Robert office at onc e. A policeman and Lewis came about the same time. ";\re you Mr. Lewis, the asked Bob. I am," replied Lewis. "Do you know this man?" "Yes; his name is John Day." "He brought a number of Illinois Central cer tificates to raise a loan on. He says he got them from_ you." "What's the matter witn them?" "They are forged." "Forged! On what ground do you say that?" "Here is a clerk from Borgan & Co., the trans fer agents. He pronounces them forgeries, and says they are poor ones." "The certificates I gave Mr. Day were genuine ones. Somebody must have made a s ubstitution since the package 1eft my office." "Did you send him to my office to raise a loan?" "No." Bob then told the officer to take the man along. Day set up a howl, but Lewis told him to go with the officer and he would bail him out. "If you don't get me out of this scrape I'll blow on you and the others," Bob heard Day say in a low tone to Lewis. That was enough to convince him that he had snipped a conspiracy in the bud, and he was satisfied that Abe Singleton had' something to do with it. The policeman led Day away, and Lewis went along. The officer carried the package of certificates to be used as evidence, and Bob said he would appear at the Tombs Police Court that afternoon to push the case. The clerk returned to the bank a reported, and Borgan & Co. decided it .was ,their duty to take the lead in the prosecution of the man who had tried to swindle Bob with the b ogu s Illinois Central certificates. At two o'clock Bob and Borgan's & Co.'s clerk appeared at the Tombs. Broker Curtis had accompanied them. After several minor cases had been disposed of, John Day was called to the and he pleaded not guilty Of trying to work off the 1 forl!'ed ertificate!I... .i L ., '' 1..-rr o o -r r

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A CORNER IN MONEY 19 Bob was the first witness against him. He told all that happened at his office in connection with Day's visit. He identified the certificates as the ones the man had assured him were worth $100,000. Broker Curtis testified also and iden tified the certificates as those Bob had asked him t to pass upon. Then Borgan & Co.'s clerk went oh the stand and swore that the certificates were forgeries. He exhibited the railroad company's stock transfer book to show that John Day's name <\id not appear thereon as stockholder of record of the certificatss in question. A lawyer was in court to look after Day's interests, and Hiram Lewis was also present. .As Day maintained he had received the certificates from Lewis, that gentleman was asked to explain how it hap pened that they were made out in Day's name when he was not. a stockholder. Lewis found himself in a hole and tried to squirm out of it by saying that a man named John Day had left the certificates at his office as security for a small loan, and failing t;o redeem them he had persuaded the prisoner, whose name was not Day, but Parks, to take them to a broker's and sell them. Parks was asked why he had represented him self as John Dar, to Bob, and had asked for a loan on the certificates instead of offering them for sale. His excuse was so weak that the magistrate did not believe him. He was held under $50,000 bail. Then Borgan & Co.'s clerk asked for the arrest of Bewis as accessory be fore the fact, and the magistrate granted his request. His bail was fixed at $25,000. Lewis wrote a note and handed it to the lawyer to deliver. This note was addressed to Abe Single ton. Parks and Lewis were then sent to a cell in the Tombs, while Bob and his party returned to Wall Street. CHAPTER XL-Conclusion. On returning to his ) office Bob found Mrs. Wood waiting for him. "Here is $1,000 in bills, Robert; I wish you would go out and get me the equivalent in gold," she said. "All right," said Bob, unlocking his door. He got a small cash-box he had in his safe, and leaving the lady in the office, he started for a money broker's to make the exchange. While he was away Abe Singleton came in and asked for the young speculator He looked boil ing mad. Mrs. Wood said he was out, but would be back in a short time. "I'll wait for him outside," said the money lender. In the course of ten minutes Bob appeared and saw Singleton pacina up and down in f-ront of his door. "Hello, Mr. Singleton, what do you want?" said the boy. "I want you!" roared Singleton. "Here I am. What have you to say to me?" "You have had a friend of mine arrested. "Is Parks, alias John Day, a friend of yours?" said Bob. "Glad to hear you admit it. Of course you know why he was arrested, He tried to work off a b'unfh Of forged Illiii'ois Central stock certificates on me for a loan of half their value. It didn't go, and now he is in jail.'' "What did you do with those certificates?" "Are you interested in them?" "None of your business. I am asking you what you did with them?" "Perhaps I have them in this box," replied Bob. As he spoke, Mrs. Wood, hearing his voice, came out of his office. Singleton grabbed the cash-box from Bob and tried to escape with it. The boy him by the lapel of his coat, and Mrs. Wood -raised her umbrella to strike the loan shark. In the scuffle the box flew open. A stream of glittering double eagles went dan9ing down the broad stairs. A couple of gentlemen came out of a nearby office at that moment and were surprised at the scene they saw. "Gentlemen, help me secure this thief," cried Bob. ,. They immediately laid hold of Singleton. The money-lender struggled violently and protested that he was a respectable man, a tenant of th6 building, and that his name was Singleton. "Hold on to him while I recover the gold which is scattered over the stairs," said Bob. He got the cash-box away from Singleton, and with the help of Mrs. Wood gathered up tho double eagles that had escaped from it. He then made a hasty count of the coins and found he had them all. The money-lender was marched mto his offi. ce. "Now, Mr. Singleton, I've got you where the hair is short. Confess that you put up that job of the bogus bonds to get square with me." "I'll confess nothing,'' roa:r;ed Singleton. "Then you'll go to jail for trying to steal that cash-box with $1,000 in gold in it. That's grand larceny," said Bob. "You young imp, how dare you accuse me of stealing anything? I am worth h.alf a million, and my respectability is beyond qtrestion." Bob paid no attention to his remarks, but tele phoned for a policeman. Singleton acted like a wild man, but he had found his master in the boy speculator, who intended to make full use of his advantage. The money-lender was too much worked up to realize how deep he was jn the mire. Bob was satisfied that he had engineered the forged certificate business to skin him out of $50,000, and break up his business if he could. And the boy meant to pay him back for it. And he believed that the extinguishment of Single ton would break up the loan shark combine. That of itself would be a feather in his cap when the fact became known, and would make him popular with the brokers. So when the policeman came Bob ordered him to arrest Singleton on the charge of attempting to steal $1,000. Mrs. Wood corroborated the charge. She be lieved that the money-lender had really meant to get away with the cash, though Bob knew that the reason he grabbed the bag was because he thought it held the incriminating s tock cer tificates. The fact that he was so anxious ti;> get hold of the certificates was proof enough to Bob that he was behind the scheme. Single ton roared like a wild bull when the officer told him to come alo:r;ig. "This is an outrage,", he said. "It ls ridkulous

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20 A CORNER IN MONEY that I woul d t r y t o steal m one y from a n y body when I'm w orth o v e r half a milli o n." "Wh y did y ou snatch the box out of m y hands?" sai d Bob. "Because I thought--" He sto pped abruptly. "Because you thought it had the forged sto ck in it-is that what you were g oing to say?" "No, it isn't," snarled the money-lender well, I'm not a mind reader, so I mus t charge you with what you actually d id ; not with what you had in your mind. Come along, Mrs. Wood, we'll accompany hfm to the station a11d see that he's held for' examination before a magistrate." Singleton had to go, but on his way to the elevator he prevailed on the officer to stop at his office. Bob and Mrs. Wood followed them inside. went to the 'phone and called up one of his money-lender associates, told him he had been arrested on a foolish charge, and asked him to come to his aid. Then the party went to the police station, wheresingleton was locked up after a vigorous protest. He was sho1tly afterward taken to the Tombs. There he was let out on $1,000 bail to appear in court next morning. Bob called on Borgan & Co., and had an interview with one of the partners. He told the gentlei:pan about the Singleton e pi,sode, and sa4d he was confident that the money-lender wa.s...the man behind t'he forged cer t ificates, giving as his reason the trouble he had had at various times with Singleton. In order see if Bob was right, application was made a t P o lice Parks, alias Day, through the Third Degree td make him conress, and in order to help matters along, to promise the man protection if be was willing t o turn State's evidence. f'he imp ortance of Borgan & Co in the financial world induced the police t o carry out the firm's wish,es. A detective was s ent for Parks, and he was brought to Head q 1 uarters. Then the chief took him in hand, and J>arks weaken.e.d. He saw that he was in a bad h o le, and he i'liade a full confession. This, how ever, did not implicate Singleton at all, but put Lewis in bad. That man waS-then brought to Heaaquarters and put through the Third Degree. He held out doggedly until the chief showed him Parks' confession. Then he threw up his hands and said that he had acted for Singleton. He swore that man had provided the certificates, and that he had only carried out the scheme. Next morning the police communicated with Borgan & Co. Bob was sent for, and the charge against Singleton was changed to forgery in the first degree. The money-lender appeared before the magis trate with a l aw.yer prepared to fight the charge of grand larceny. He was staggered when told that that charge had been withdrav.rn and forgery substituted. He pleaded not guilty, and demanded to be discharged on the ground that there was no evidence against him. Then the police brought Lewis .. into court and put him on the stand. What he told was enough for -the magistrate to hold Singleton on $.50,000 bail. Parks' bail was reduced t o $1,000, and Lewis' to $5,000. Both men put the amounts up and were all o wed to go Singleton's wi f e put up cash to the amount o f $50,000 and g o t h e r hus ba.nd uu t and h e returned t o Wall Stree t The -, h ead o f the money trust was s o s ore on Lewis, who had been his right bower, that when the committee met at his office that day t o fix the price of money for the next day, he refused to have anything to do with the c ommittee, and said the syndicate could go to thunder as far as he was concerned. He denounced Lewis for betraying him, and said he intended1to fight the charge o f forgery to the bitter end. Lewis had something to say himself, and he denounced Singleton for getting him and Parks in trouble. Finally they got into a scrap and had to be separated. The committee went away to report to the other members of the syndicate, and the result was the corner in money w a;; broken up, and after that every man set his own price, and the competition brought the price oi money down to the bank rates. The newspapers got hold of all the particulars, and Bob got t h e credit of beating the loan sharks of Wall Street. The brokers appreciated what the young speculator had done for them, and they called upon him in bunches for several days, and he-ileld regular levees with them in his office. He did not call in any of the money he had put out until the rates went down, and the brokers brought it back voluntarily in order to save the high interes t that was in force at the time. they asked for the loans. Naturally, the brokers wondered where he got the million he had advertised to for loan, but Bob wa'Sn't saying where he got it, because Mrs. Wood wanted lo keep in the background. As fast as the money came in Bob invested Mrs. Wood's money in gilt-edge b o nds, the nrice of which had been reduced greatly by the panic. Between the percentage the lady all o wed him for loaning out her m o ney, and his commissi o n for investing he1 mo ney in the best b o nds, Bob made a very satis factory income. He kept hiS' own money to run his business with when the financial sky cleared. In due time Singleton, Lewis and Parks were tried for forgery. All were convicted. Singleton got ten years, Lewis three, and Parks was let off with a suspended sentence. By the time Bob was twenty-one he was worth three-quarters of a mil lio:p., and had a very fair and growing brokerage business. While his success proved that he was a smart boy, he was prepared to admit that his real start came through beating the Wall Street loan sharks. Next week's iss ue will contain "GOING IT ALONE; or, THE BOY WHO MADE HIS OWN LUCK..'' CHILD CHOKED ON DIAMOND -A Swiss dealer in stones who had just returned to Zuric h from Paris, while amusing his five-year-ol d daughter by showing her cases of diamonds, rubies and sapphires, was called to the teleplione. When he returned he found the child choking. She had swallowed gems worth $4,000. A doctor was hastily called, but the little girl was dead. A po s t m ortem operation revealed she had been strangle d b y a di amond which entered the thorax. i

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22 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY Hel d D own By Poverty -ORA POOR BOY'S STRUGGLE FOR SUCCESS By GASTON GARNE (A Serial Story.) CHAPTER XX. The Bookkeeper Decides On A New Plan The call .came from below, but Bones was not in a condition to make any answer to it. Grumbling something about the dog making him come all the way up the stairs, the man continued on, and when Harry estimated that he was about half-way up the top stairway he stepped forward with the heavy bundle in his hands and held high about his head. The man did not look up, and therefore had no chance to dodge, which would have been difficult, however, on that narrow stairway, and When the enfolded dog hit him full in the chest he went flying down to the bottom of the flight. There he lay, stunned, and Harry dashed down the stairs, leaped -0ver him and Bones, rushed down the other flights, reached the lower hallway, aw nobody to oppose him, got to the door, drew back the catch and flung it epen, and ran down the short flight of to the street. "Whew!" ejaculated our hero. "What is com-ing next?" Harry walked rapidly away from the house until he came to where a bright electric light was shining, and then he came to a halt. He saw that he was v ery dusty and dirty, and that his wrists l o oked raw and sore from the effects of the cords that had bound them so tightly, but otherwise he was all right, and he could not help feeling elated to think that had once more escaped from his persistent He stopped at a bootblack stand, had his shoes poli s hed, and was then neatly brushed off by the bootblack and then continued on his way and went home. He did not wish his mother to be alarmed about his safety, so said nothing about his recent ad venture, merely telling her that he had been d& tained, but not informing her of the character of the detention. He thought deeply over the matter, however, and came to the conclusion that his ene mies would not let up in their efforts to get him and put him out of .the way for a considerable time, and r e solved that from that hour he would be more on his guard than ever. His adventure did not prevent him from sleep ing as only young and healthy persons can sleep1 and he was as good as eyer when he started out on his way to the market in the morning. -He was about a block from hi s home when he heard his name called, and turning around he. saw one of the Swamp gang standing on the corner, looking intently at something h e h e ld in his hand. knew Ginger Jake, a red-haired young fellow about his own age who had never done a day's work in his life "What is it, Jake?" he asked. "Look at this," requested the other as Harry came up to him, and he held out his hand, in the palm of which lay a ten-cent piece. "What about it?" asked Harry, wondering if this was another trap to get him in trouble. .Just take a g-ood look at the plug in this c oin," requested Jake, turning the money over. "It's a Canadian dime, and the half of it, nearly, is filled with a plug, and I think the plug is gold. What do you think?" Harry looked at it closely and shook his head. "No," he said, "that's copper." "Then it's not worth even a dime?" "I should say not. You'd have trouble passing that even on a blind man, Jake. The coin is really worthless." "Then I'll keep it for a pocket-piece," said Ginger Jake, and slouched away with a disappointed expression on his face, while Harry continued on his way to the market, and thought no more of the matter at the moment, .but the time was to come when that plugged Canadian ten-cent piece was destined to play a most important part. Our hero did not doubt that Griggs and Barnett were concerned in the adventure of the night be fore, and'when he walked into the place he looked slyly at both of them. Once more he cau ght a look of utter a s tonishmeJlt on their faces, and was at once assured that they were iv.ore than surprised to see him that morning at his post. He made no sign, howeyer, that he had noted anything, and went about his duties as usual. Half an hour later the porter s lipped out of the place at a signal from the bookkeeper, a .troubled expression on his face. He was back in ten minutes, and at the first opportunity went over to the outside de s k with his chamois skin and began to polish the brass w ork, while he and Griggs talked in their sly way. "How was it that they slipped up?" softly murmured Griggs, bending over a book and appearin" to make an entry. "They didn't,'' growled Barrett. "What!" "I tell you they got him." "They did?" "Yes, just as it was planned, and they bound him hand and foot and put him up in a top room in the dark, with Billy Brooks downstairs on guard a,nd Bones roaming around the top floor where the kid lay, and the first thing you know Billy hears something suspicious-up above and goes up calling to the dog and getting no answer. "Up he goes, and was not half-way up when something hits him an awful crack, and down the stairs he goes, knocked senseless, and when he comes to his senses he gets up and sees something on the floor that looks like a big bundle. "He unfastens the bundle a11.d inside he finds Bones, dead as a doornail, with his eyes popping. out of his head. The dog had been killed and wrapped in the same cloth that the gang threw over the kid's head when they got him, and then the kid had tied the brute up in the cloth and used him for a weapon. (To be u ...... i

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY 2 3 ITEMS OF G EN ERA L INT E R E ST PIKE LIVES 267 ,YEARS The pike though greedy and fond of heavy t meal s, is siow growing, and is believed to live longer than any other species of fish. A Swiss naturalist his recorded the history of one that was 267 years old. It had spent its entire exis tence as a prisoner in a fis h pond. BURIED SHELLS Sl1ells buried in northern F1ance during the war continue to explode occasionally when struck by peasants' plows, adding to the war casualties four years after the cessation of hostilities. The question is often asked whether an unexploded shell ever becomes harmless. Some experts say never, unless exposed to the air, while others con tend. that live shens become "duds" after many years. The theory that the latter are dead is hardly borne out by an incident which recently occurred in a Paris hotel. A projectile of the time of Napoleon Ill_ had long been used by the hotel em ployees as a pestle and had several times been fitted with new handles to replace those pounded off. Recently it was left in close proximity to the hotel furnace, with the result that the hotel engineer had gone into tlie cla ss of casualties of the war of 1870 and the hotel is undergoing important repairs. EAGLE CAUGHT IN COYOTE TRAP Making the rounds of traps set for coyotes in the lonely fastnesses of a forest near Colo., a New Mexican trapper came upon an odd sight. An eagle was caught i:n one of the !raps Its great wings were beating in a futile effort to tear loose from the cruel fangs of the co)ltraption and it was giving vent to its anger in rasping screams. One foot had hit the mouth of the trap as the eagle had alighted on the ground and the king of the air was caught. The trapper secured the bird by lass oing it and choking it into temporary helples s ness : He started for Raton, but on the way met T. P. Hammond, a Steamboat Springs man, en route to Denv er'. Hammond purchased the bird ano brought it to Denver for the purpose of mounting. The eagle weighed about ten P
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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY The Mystery Of The Iron Coffin By PAUL BRADD O N It matters not h o w lon g it may be given me to Jive I shall never forget the experiences which form the foundation of this story. D uring the forty years of active duty as a de t ective, I may naturally be supposed to have met with some remarkable adventures, and peculiar e xperiences Such is the fact. But the experience I shall now relate is the most remarkable o f all. A s I recall it t o mind I am, as ever, impressed with the truth o f the old adage that "truth is stranger than faction. That my story is an illustration of this I am sure you will c o ncede. But enough of prelude. Now to my narrative. One night o f storm, when the elements were maging a wild warfare; when the winds howled like demons at strife; when the lightning fl.ashed; when t h e rain descended in torrents, and every living creature had fled to shelter, it was my fate to be exposed. I was riding along a country road in the State of New Y ork, urging my tired horse to frantic exertio n In the distance I discovered the glimmer of a light. A moment later a v o ice came to me out of the storm, and I encountered a countryman going in the opposite direction. "What light is that I see in t!ie distance, my friend?" I asked. "I don't know. I should say it was a light in Harksley Hall, if I didn't know the place had not been inhabited for yea!'s," said the man. Then he rode on. "Some wayfarer caught in the storm like my self may have sought shelter there and produced a light," I thought Then I urged my horse forward again. In a few moments I rcach
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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY 25 Suddenly I heard a sound from the room into :which the masked men had gone. I started, and at the some moment, through the door on the other side of the room, rushed a beautiful woman, with a candle in her hand. At the sight of me she was startled. I heard the masked men coming back. f I rushed for the door through which I had ceme. I had almost reached it when the masked men dashed into view. At the same moment I sprang through the door I had entered by. I did not see the man behind it. The next instant I received from his hand a terrible blow on the head. The blow rendered me unconscious. When I returned to my senses, as I did pres-ently, I found myself in darkness. The place was cold and damp. I carefully examined the wall. I worked at the wall until I .had made an opening sufficiently large enough to admit of the pasaage of my body. Through the opening I crawled. I found myself in the cellar, under the old mansion called Harksley Hall. A light camethrough a window. I -crept out of the cellar, and, under cover of the shrubbery, made my way to the shed in which I had left my horse. The animal was gone. "The assassins think me dea
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26 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY NEW YORK, APRIL 20, 1923 TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS ans-le Copleo ............. .. Poota.-e Free E Copy Three Month .. ,.. e Copy Sh: lllontho........ Copy One Year.... ..... Cnnnda, $4.00; Foreign, '4,00. 1 Centa eo c ... t .1.71 8.llO BOW To SEND MONEY -At our risk aend P o. Money Order, Check or Reglltered Letter; remlttancet1 la any other way are at your risk. We accept Postase ltamps the eame aa cash. When aendlns 1Unr wrap le Coln In a separate piece ot paper to avoid cuttln8 e ennlope. Write 7our name md addreH plalnl7. .AddreH letter to M"IT :& WoUf, Pru. ........ B. Nylander, See. I. .. WU.In, Treao. }HARRY E. WOLFF, Publisher, Inc., 166 W. 23d St., N. Y. ITEMS OF INTEREST GETS $10,000 FOR' Cl!ILD'S LEG The Yonkers Railroad Company settled $10,000 on Rita Coyne, 7 years old, of Yonkers, N y : for the loss of her right leg. The settlement was arranged by former Assemblyman William S. Cof fey, who appeared for Michael Coyne, the father of -the child. The little girl was on a sled riding down Yonkers avenue, She. rwood Park, when a trolley car ran into her. Her leg was cut off. Mr. Coyne was about to sue for $25,000 when the settlement was made. MUMMIFIED INDIAN UNEARTHED The discovery of a partly mummified body of a prehistoric Indian, an "Izark Bluff Dweller,'' at the base of the bluffs on the Cow Skin River, :near Noel, Mo., March 13, added zest to the work of archeologists, who have unearthed here many souvenir s of a race long dead. The party conducting the excavation represents the Museum of the American Indian, Heye Foundation, York City. The ske leton was wrapped in iagged deer skin. robes and covered with grass matting. The .deer skins were belted with a fur girdle. A grass basket, believed once to have contained food, was found buried nearby. BANDIT LOCKS DELIVERY MAN IN BATHROOM A man called at a clothing store in Buffalo, N. Y., March 13 arrd ordered a complete spring outfit sent to his room at a prominent hotel. When the deliverymen arrived with the packages he held them up with a revolver, locked them in the bathr o om and (fled with the clothing, valued at about $300. The deliverymen were released when a note tied to a cap thrown out of the bathroom window landed at the feet of a policeman. The bandit, who had registered as B L. Hardy', Lynn, Mass., left three notes. One apologized to the store, 1;aying he would pay for the clothini he had appropriated; another purporting to be addressed to his ItJ.Other, asking her forgiveness for his wayward career, and a third to the newspapers said the hold-up was his first crime and w oul d be hi s last. WILLS SON $5 FOR A NOOSE "I give and \;>equeath to my s on, William P. Paulich, $5 with which to buy a rope to hang himself." This statement in the will of Joseph Paulich has caused the s on to contest probate on the ground that it was made under undue influence of his stepmother, Mrs. Magdalena Paulich of New Yo1k, who inherits the bulk of the $16 ,000 e -state. The will continues: "I only make this provision for reasons well known to myself and to all my family and friends, and f!Jr the further season that during his whole life time he has been disobedient and ungrateful." The father made the will following a bitter quarrel with his s on on Labor Day, 1920, according to testimony of a witness in Surrogate's Court, Rochester, N. Y., recently. Subsequently father _and s on were reconciled, but the father neglected to have the will changed be'fore he died Dec. 15, last. S,tatement of the ownership, management, etc.. re quired by the Act of Congress of August 24 1912 ot "FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY," at New York, N. Y., tor A "pril 1, 192:!. 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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY 27 INTERESTING NEWS ARTICLES HOGS CLOSE DOORS B. A. Park, a farmer living near Missouri Val I!y, Iowa, who is also a successful stock raiser, has int e rested a lot of farmers in his unique and succ essful way of training his hogs to pass through a swinging door in his hog house. Desirin g as nearly an airtight hog house as possi b le Mr. Park placed a door in the house which s wings both ways. He was puzzled when the d oor was fir s t put in place to know how it w a s g o ing to operate, and hit upon an ingenious }Jlan. Knowing the inquisitive nature of hogs h e firs t pla ced a cleat in such a position that it h eld the door open slightly, just enough for the gs t o insert their snouts and push their way ; ":. o o r out of the house. After a few days' use / the door in this way he took away the cleat; dowi n g the door to close tightly. By this time, howe ver, the hogs had learned that all they had to do w a s to push slightly against the door, pass in or out and the door would swing back into place. WOMAN LANDS BURGLAR BEHIND BARS Mrs. Char les Carroll of 100 We s t Eighty-sixth street, New York, notic e d that the front d o o r of her apartment on the fifth floor of that a dd r ess had be e n jimmied when she-got home from shop ping the other afternoon at 1 o'clock. She did n o t giv e the alarm, but went downstairs and watc hed, and when she saw two young men, strangers, leave the house she followed them. At B roadway and Eighty-seventh street Pat rol m a n M. J, Kelly captured one of them, a seventeen-y e a r-old boy who gave his name as John McNee ley of 117 East Eighty-ninth street. Mrs. Carr oll said she saw him throw something into the cellar of 203 West Eighty-seventh street. Detectives went there l ater and found severa l piece s of j ewe l r y which she id e ntified as hers When she go t ho m e s he found that h e r apartment had been r a nsack e d The other man v a nished. After talking to McNeel e y the detective s went to the ho me of Mrs. Catherine Correale in 128 East Eightys i xth street, where they found $5, 000 worth o f j ewelry which they said had b een s tolen from various apartments in the las t s i x months Mrs Correale was arrested, charged with re ce iving stole n goods. FIND MAN'S SKELETON The w ell-preserved skeleton of a man who lived in the s tone age, 6,000 years ago, has jus t been found on the west coast of Sweden by a com m issi on o f archeologi sts which has been combing the c ountryside for ancient relics to be placed on e xhibition at the e xposition in Gothenburg this summ e r The S wedis h experts, 16 in number, have been at. work for a b out seven years and have s u c ..... eded i n coll ec t i n g 20,000 relics of antiquity. The results o f their labor have been an accumulation of proofs that the North Sea coa s t of Sweden was inha bited a\! earJy as 3,000 B. C. The stone age skeleton, which is now being # mounted in Gothenburg, was found during excavations at Kungsbacka, a few miles south of/ Stockholm. The ancient site of Kungsbacka has been cho:;en by some critics as the probable seat of Beowulf, the hero of the oldest epic poem in English literature; but Beowulf was a newcomer compared with the stone age man, who lived about 4,000 years before him. The relics now brought to light include flint tools and weapons, ornaments, etc. In one of the graves about 2,000 years old werE\ found the remains of a woman and her equipment, consi sting of an amber necklace, weaver's reeds and di s taff. WEALTHY BACHELOR ENDS LIFE IN LAKE The body of W. Lyle Swett, wealthy bac h elor farmer -and recluse residing about two mil es be low Hightstown, N. J., was discovered in a small lake on his property recently by a friend, Dr. George A. Silver, of Hightstown. Swett i s be lieved to have been a suicide. Swett's father committed suicide about fifteen years ago, as did an uncle. His brother, C. Forres t Swett, a local newspaper man, ended his life by inhaling illuminating gas a few years ago. His brother's wife also was a suicide. A cou sin ended his life some years ago. W. Lyle Swett is the s i xth of the Swett family to commit suicide. S wett had be e n a cting strangely and had suffered from melancholy since the death several weeks ago of his aunt, Mies Helen Stults, who had kept house for him for a number of years. Since her death he had been living alone in the house which although located hardly mol'e than a mile from Hightstown, i s somewhat isolated. According to the authorities, Swett had attempted to slay himself with a revolve r which was found near the body. A bullet wound was discovered in his lip but it was slight. F ailing to kill himself with the weapon Swett i s be li eve d to hav e thrown himself face downward into the l a ke. He was found in that po s ition. A pet horse of the was fo u nd slain near its stable. An ;ixe h a d been u s ed. Dr. Silver i s of the opinion that Swett si n gl ed the horse out from amon g his othe r animals because he had been d evoted to the animal and did not want it to be subject to hars h treat ment after he died. Swett wrote a letter to Di=. Silver. In t h i s Jet ter he asked the physician to take care o f his property in the event of anything happening to him. The J ette r left Dr. Silv e r uneasy. He said he thought its contents over and then decided to inv es ti g a te He w ent to the S wett farm with a n other man and, findi n g t he doors lock ed, gained access thro u g h a wi nd ow .Failing t o ..find any trace of the far mer, they roamed about the grounds and fin a lly di sc overed the s Ja1.n hors e. Footprints led from the horse to the lake, and there Swett's back was seen above the water, his face subme r ged.

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. 28 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY GOOD-READING MAINE'S LARGEST TREE is _believed to be the largest tree in Mame is bemg cut down in the city of Augusta. 'l'he. tree grew in two sections, one of them with a circumference of 24 feet and a diameter of 7 :fft, three inches,_ the other with a circumference o 18 feet and a diameter of 5 feet 9 inche s. PUPILS PLAY WITH BOMBS Two steel bombs 'about the size of baseballs were picked up by the police in West Forty-eighth street New York, after school children had played them for hours. They were sent to the po lice bureau of combu sti bles for analysis. Detective Patrick Murphy of the West .
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A y o'NSTER BARBECUE Mayor J. C. Walton of Oklahoma City, Governor-elect of Ok announc ed plans for a monster inaugur1\\ party, the features of which will be a barbecue and square dance at the State Hou s e. Mr. Walton said he w o u l d have twenty five or chestras, expect ed 50,000 persons from over the .State, and would erect tents on the State House grounds to ac commodate th e crowds. "There has never been ap.ything done like it in the history of t'he United States," he said. '!I'm not going to have a party for the '400.' I'm going to have one that every farmer, every laboring man and every one else in the State will enjoy. They can wear what they please. "The party will begin on the day before my lnauguration, or on the day itself. It will be a two-day affair. The party will keep going day and night. "Many of the people over the State have never seen the Capitol. I am going to make them feel at home there. For once the inaugural ball will be the people's party." Walton announced that he had no intention of resigning as Mayor of Oklahoma City until he takes office as Governor. And wear the Egyptian WJs"hing RI ng with Its mystlo signs of Good Luck, Life o.nd Power to riet what you wish. AT LAST the wise King Tut-Ankh-Amen's Seal !1f Sl.85 ror this splendid Gold Acid. .:.J"'l..J.a T .. t Wlh';f, payS!.95on ... IL VERITASSTUDIOS, 118 Welt 39th Str-, Now York. --OLD l\IONEY WANTED --$2 to $500 EACH paid for hundreds of Old Coins dated before 1895. Keep ALL old or odd money. Send 10 cts. tor New Ill's Coln Vnlue Book, 4x6. You may hnve valuable coins. Get Posted. We pay cash. CLARKE COIN CO. Ave. lS, Le Boy, N. Y. r .. .w. ........... ti prioo $2.95 NO RED TAPE ladies plat. ftnieh and when ):'OU re<::eive lt depoait $3.15 with poetmen and the rlns la youra for keeps-no more to pay-atlla.cfl'on guar ant" or money o.bolut ly rclundall without o.n.y rd tpc, if you clont lilt.a the r(nf soitltin 1 clov &Dear. ARTEX DIAMONDS bovo i::1k -.lma.t def)'inc ure time es l)Vtl. Tb.,. atand the di.,. mond teat. 0.der b,. number. rlnJr deolred. lae1bowu byatrioofpaperend to endaroundyour6.uer lt or mea' cu nk (sotkl s:fd front)toallo _..oftwosmore rin ID ,.ear .. P. PimPleS Yeur lkln can be quickly cleared of Pimple1t.BlacJr.. 11...U Acne Eruption on the face or body, &rben Itch, Enlarired Pore1, OllY or Shl117 w:-D W:--1i'rlto today for ml' JrREE Booldot, ...,.,llil-ToN 81tlN, tellin bJ mYHlf after tieln.r al!ll= for 15 yean. 11000 CHh .. ye I ean ctear,-our ftln ofth beve blemlhff E.S.GIVENS, 188 lldc.,KanaaaClty,Mo. She Found A Pleasant Way To Reduce Her Fat Thouaand1 of overfat people have greatly re dnced their weight and attained a nortnal fl ure by followi11g the advice of many othen who use and reoom TaLlt11. These harml""B little fat reducen are prepared in tablet form from the aame in gredlenta that formerly compesed the famoU9 Marmola Preacrlptlq hr fit ... adioo. If you are too fat, you owe it to ylUrlllit to give theee fat reducers a fair trial. AU the better druc tore the world over 1ell Lraola PrMCrlotiu Tallltb at one dollar per package. Aak your druggist for them er oend one dollar to the Harmola Co., 3M GarfieW Bldg., Demit, .Mich. and aecure a package of theeo tableta. They are barmlesa and reduce your without going throuzb lena 1leirea ef tireleme exercl11 and 1tanatlen diet. If you are too fat lr7 !Ms te.la1. GOITRE\r' o 1...,.-::zfi: Dept. 96 Box 787 lilllllelktt. Stop Using a Truss I t being medicine appllcalo1'9 i; I made ftclf .. adhlv pur ,e No etr.ps, buctc.lea or PrlDO ttaiohed cannot slip, so oenno t chafe or press aPJ.n.st the PUblc bone. Thousands have successfully treated lod cerl&la Frto Trial Pl&Dao. ,,., .-

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