Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1890-05-11

| tie previous work such as yours When
the genuine syndicate agent comes along, I
have nearly half mile of newspaper clip
pings to show him, and the negotiation s
with the parties you repr esent will be still
in progress-with your permission"
"But won't he examine your books?"
Certainly, certainly; and we have an ex-
pert at work on them all the time"
"What does he do?" inquired.
"Well, he makes any little changes
which he thinks would be likely TO impress
6 visitor from abroad. We also have another
system of accounts. Come down into the Gel
lar and will show it to you."
We descended, and he approached q large
vat, about the size of seaside cottage. On
the side of this he raped in peculiar man.
ner. Instantly door in 1t opened, and I
perceived number Of accountants busily ct
work.
"Ah r. said I, as the door closed again.
"Now, my dear boy" said he, when we
had climbed the stairs again, there is only
one thing more that you can do for
me. Just whisper to your news
paper correspondent that you have
found the Tancke brewery all that its pro-
prietors had claimed, but that he from
motives of pure patriotism and for fear that
the excellent quality of the beer would suffer
under English management, and thus cause
hardship to the people, has declined your
offer of e1, 500 900, and has told the Ameri-
can eagle that he can continue to scream"
HAsTKNED TO THE SEASIDE.
"But the other brewers from whom have
accepted small favors2"
"Get out Of town before they can sue
you" he said. "Spend the summer in some
quiet down. East resort, 40 miles from law or
gospel, and draw upon me for what money
you need"
Iaccepted his advice, partly in cash, and
we said goodby the best Of friends.
But it's wonderful how this syndicate idea
has spread. Down in the little seaport town
to which went by Mr.. Tancke's advice, it
had made itself felt. was standing one
day beside the shore of the bay. On rude
frame near me-to 1eeward, bv request
were spread some fish, drying. These frames
are called "fsh fakes" down there. Pres
emily the owner of the fish approached, and
glanced at me, while he rubbed his chin
whiskers in way which told me ne was
struggling for an idea.
"You see them fsh?" he asked.
eyes"
can smell emp"
"Wall, I've got an idee. I've read in the
papers bout them English syndicates that's
buyin' up all kinds O. things whar there's
chance for a monoperly. Now, here's q
chance. Why don't they buy up my fish
business. Perty nigh all the fish that's
caught round here git. An the people
must have fish. They don't eat nothin' else
in the cold weather, so't in the spring the
hshbones is just sticking out through their
skins they can't get their winter under
clothes of. A monopoly o. that kind d be
wuth so'thin' to syndicate, tell yer"
I asked why he wanted to sell the fish
monopoly if it was so valuable.
"Wall, yer see, said he, looking much
crestiallen, "the ishin' is all fallin' of.
Been CROWN worse right along, an it's my
opinion that in year or two from now We
shan't be able to catch a burned one"
1t struck me that there might be a lesson
in his remark, il it could be cabled across
the pond. HOWARD FIELDING.