Daily Yellowstone journal., 1891-08-16

and was so preoccupied with his affairs
that he almost maddened his wife by his
seeming deafness when she spoke, and
certain drmbness when she wanted him
TO speak. He consented TO see George
in the parlor, nevertheless.
But it viii not DO any good, Mr.. Stir
ling" he said, as the young man entered.
Il said that business With Lieschen is
broked off, N it Is hroked of. unit 1t
viii do no good TO talk about it,
'An right, - assented George cheerily.
Let that go-for the present nyway
1t Is not what / wanted to see you about.
I've been down to New York looking up
those chaps, Cute and Sharp"
"Zor'
and / think they are a pair of swim
dlers."
@Zor'
They've got a nine by twelve Office
on the eighth floor Of a building, with
their names on a tin,sign; but they're not
real brokers, and except when they
make a raise by skinning somebody |
doubt if they could raise money TO pay
the Incorporation fees for getting up a
new company, TO say nothing of working
capital"
"Donnerwetterl Hi. Goldbug, come
here"
The honest miner appeared from the
porch where he had been smoking his
pipe, and at Mr.. Kropfs request
George repeated the discoveries he had
made. Mr.. Chipland was manifestly
surprised and somewhat disconnected.
"Ain't you just a leetle out?' he
queried doubtfully. at appears to me
like I'd heard they were mighty rich
men. And you know you can't assay a
mans business from his Office show no
more'n you can a rock from lookin' at
it,"
THAT may be rue as a general propo-
%sition, agreed George, ''but I've talked
to reliable men who have had Cute and
Sharp, rs you say, 'assayed' for years
past There is certainly enough to jus
tify suspicion, and in view of what we
now know | would, as a friend, advise
Mr.. Kropf to be very careful what deal
ings he has with them"
"P-otztansendr' exclaimed the old man
excitedly Just today 1 go draw all
my money from the bank out. unit Dor
row some mere on my notes, unit tomor-
row ! would 90 down by New York with
SIX thousand dollars to buy all vat l
gould get of that shtock."
Don't you do anything Of the sort,
sir" urged George. "Stay where you
are"
But ! shall only nave the two thou
Band shares they viii give me for. my
farmr"
"Ohoi They were going to pay you in
stock, ehy'
yes. They let me in on the ground
vloor, they say"
And you would soon find yourself in
the cellar Don't you take stock. You
don't want ten thousand dollars worth
6f pipe lighters all at once. Demand
the money and you'll see that they viii
very quickly drop off"
by chiminii That is vat / viii do"
The honest miner had little to say,
but watched the old man narrowly, and
when he saw that his mind was evident
ly made mp quietly left the room.
George, when he took his leave. found
him down by the gate smoking.
Say, exclaimed Mr.. Chipland, as the
young farmer approached him, "what
would it be worth to you just TO know
the real ins and outs of this funny little
gamer
'One hundred dollars" answered
George, after a few moments considera-
tion.
well, l don't know why l shouldn't
gather in a stray century for myself so
lDng as the deal box is busted and the
layout tore in two. Pungle and I'll
split"
His tone and gesture were better un-
derstood than his words. George hap
Iened to have in his pocket the sum
named, and, producing it, demanded;
What do you propose to tell me for
thisy'
Everything. l was in it myself"
"Win you tell it to the old NAM
IF you think it necessary" answered
the man reluctantly.
Come along. then" and promptly he
retraced his steps, with the honest miner
in tow, to the house, where their appear
a NICE interrupted Frau KropH in a bitter
denunciation of her husbands folly in
ever thinking Of selling the farm. The
money was paid over and Daniel Chip
land told his story.
Cute and Sharp put up the job" he
laid, land took me in to get the old man
Wild about gold on his farm, after taking
al option on it, and either get a good
cash stake out Of him for giving up the
d ption OF load him up with all he could
AIRY Of shares in a bogus company.
We were to share and share alike"
But, gone here. Goldbug. There Is
aold in the sandy' cried the old man in
a appealing tone that was almost a
wall
Not enough to hurt your eye in a
tons Of it. There's only black
iron sand-nothing else"
But / did see you wash it outF'
so you thought had a quillful Of
dust in my mouth and was chawin' to-
b acco. Every time / wanted to find gold
1 sv4rf ru4r a LITTLE into the nan "