Daily tobacco leaf-chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1890-1895, 1892-09-20
MONEYHASN CHARM
WALTER WELLMAN DECIDES NOT
TO BE A CAPITALIST.

| OF . voyage ON q HAiAohhtre'B taGnt.
| An idaho Monte Cristo's Disappoint.
/ ing Experience In Warrington Society
Especial Corespondence.l
AT SEA, OFF LONG ISLAND, Sept. To-
was trained practical printer, and
I love the printing business; my voca
tion Is that Of q newspaper writer, and
love that. Yet whenever I have beer
asked what profession would follow II
I could take my choice my reply has
been, "a capitalist"
To me 1t has always seemed, as ]
doubt not IL has to you, dear reader
that an ideal existence would be posses
sion OF big fortune, with no worry
about income save how to spend 1t, with
no demand on ones energies save pur.
suit of new plans for having fun.
But take 1t all back. do not want
to be capitalist. I will stick to the
newspaper business, working hard for o
living, racking my dull brain to please
both readers and managing editor, and
| when fall back done for, worked out
no longer able to satisfy public and en-
ployer-as II Is said al writers fall back
sooner or later-I will take up the stick
and rule and set type. Anything but
being capitalist.
This change of heart Ia due to q
knowledge which I have recently 40
quired Of the capitalistic business. ]
have discovered that it Is not what it is
cracked up to be. i have studied an OBJ
ject lesson In capitalism till I have
become convinced 1t is q thing 10
be Stunned as we would fly from the
nimble germ Of cholera or the insidious
bacillus Of yellow fever. This object
lesson is my host on board the gallant
yacht which is now steaming toward
New York harbor.
1t is not nice to sit down and gossip
about ones host-to use him as an OBJ
ject lesson-but in this instance DELHI
erately violate good taste in order to &C
complish the worthy purpose of con-
vincing hundreds of thousands of read
ers who are not capitalists, but who
yearn to be capitalists, that they will be
much better off il they remain what
they are.
Two or three years ago out In Idaho
was young miner. He worked with
his hands down in the bowels of the
earth, welding pick or spade, some
times for others at so much per day,
sometimes for himself in claims located
by himself or partners. He was steady
and Industrious young man, and in
course Of time saved up $4,000 or
$15, 900. .s4..s -.
Another miner had claim for sale
and offered it to our hero. The latter,
whose name was De Lamar, examined the
mine with the alertness and acuteness Of
an expert. He concluded it was a good
thing and offered $1,000 for 1t. But
this offer was not accepted. The owner
had hopes Of getting bigger price from
Senator Jones, Of Nevada, whose agent
was OF that very moment inspecting the
property.
Senator Jones Is one Of the keenest
men In the world on mines, now that
Senator Hearst Is dead. II he had gone
to Idaho himself he would have bought
this mine If 1t had cost him $500, 900.
But his agent was not enthusiastic, and
the best the senator would do was $10,-
600. Young De Lamar saw this $4,000
and went it $4,000 better, and for $12,-
900 the mine. became his. d.
He knew he had good thing, but his
widest dreams had never pictured the
reality. In three months the promising
mine-the west is full Of promising
mines-had been developed into one OF
the richest finds in all Idaho. Instead
Of thousands it was worth millions.
All good things come to New York for
q market. De Lamar brought his mine
to Gotham, but was induced to go on to
London. "New York has silver, but
London has gold," said Tom Ochiltree,
to whom the young Idaho miner had
been introduced. London is the place
to finance big thing. Over there mil
lions lie idle yearning for investment"
So De Lamar and Ochiltree went on 10
London. The latter had entree over
there. He knew clubmen, lords, mil
lionaires galore. He was popular with
them because his stories had made them
laugh. They had confidence in him
because he was trusted by John Mackay,
although perhaps they didn't know that
Mackay paid Ochiltree $4,000 year to
entertain him-$5, 600 year to be q
millionaire's court clown. De Lamar
knew this, but he didn't care. "Tom is
o good clown and earns his money, and
he is a square man and can get In with
those rich nobs on the other side, and
that's oil want"
They did get in with the nobs on the
other side. They talked mine to them.
Experts were sent all the way to Idaho.
The surveys and assays were verified,
for nowadays our English friends don't
buy American mines with their eyes
shut. And finally London company
bought two-thirds interest in Mr.. De
Lamar's mine for about $500, 1000
g., 900, 900. This great sum was paid in
cash, and thus 1t was my host became o
capitalist.
In addition to the $3,Oo0,0O0 in cash
he still owned third Of the mine, and
as it proved to be very, very rich the
income from his share has been more
than young De Lamar could spend, let
alone the principal and the interest
upon It'll
LUCKY De Lamar" the world said.
LUCKY boy" he said TO himself. Then
he started out to enjoy his millions. The
world was at his feet. He could, with
the magic power of money, do almost
anything which he might chance to want
to do. He had dreams of pleasure, of
triumph, OF luxury.
For about n wear and n half De Lamar