Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1895-08-15
A LITTLE DEAL.


ON earth can one leave out either?" ask
ed George Littlecash of himself, earnest
ly drilling his penholder into a much
furrowed forehead "There never was a
wedding without presents. AS for no
honeymoon-why, Hetty would be JUS
titled in crying off before the very altar ?
What had placed our friend in this
unpleasant quandary was, to begin with,
Uncle Piper's check for $500. 1t was a
check to marry Hetty and set up house
with, and qua cash was satisfactory
enough, but accompanied with the wise
avuncular injunction, "George, marry
on cash basis-cash, mind-or never
look me in the face again. +" Such ex-
cellent advice, plus a $500 check, it is
impossible for nephew to spurn, es-
pecially a nephew III love.
And then, when he had this gold
mine of untold wealth in his pocket and
full ocean Of happiness to look forward
to, George fell into the tolls of a piauai-
BILE fellow, Tom Schcrer of the well
known city firm of Mouton, Scherer &
Walker. Scherer had such taking way
of remembering and cherishing affec-
tionately one Christian name.
"Ahl Congratulate you, my dear
George. Coming off next month, eh:
Happy mani Some of you fellows have
the DEVILS own luck. And just in time,
too, for me to put you on to one of the
incest little chances of making COM
Portable nest egg for the happy home,
one of the prettiest chances you ever
had. But come into Pipps' and have a
coffee. -
Pipps', that long, low, smoky dive
in Throgmorton street, was crowded
with easy hammered gentlemen in silk
hats, or in no hats at all, who conversed
in pairs and groups with electrical en-
ergy. They could not hear themselves
for their own talking. ''Sell at five
three eight, Book you thousand, -
buy six quarter, Sell" Buy, =
''Panjandruns, Rhodes, Barney s
stock, = Struck Bibble bobble reef, .
Last crushing ten ounces''-such were
some of the scraps of jargon that
emerged above the din in flashes Of
comparative silence, while ever and
anon gentleman would draw from his
vest pocket a little notebook and pencil
some entry or other Almost deafened
at first by the hubbub, George Little
cash was soon in the whirlpool himself,
an eager listener to Mr.. Scherer's : glow
ing tales indicative of the pecuniary adj
vantage certain to result from a small
punt in the South African "boom. 2
Eighty thou in one deal, my dea1
George-what d 'ye think of that, chi
Springett went nap on Gold Bug Ex-
tensions-put ON every penny he could
scrape together till he hadn t cent tc
swear by and came out so, 900 golden
sovereigns to the good. And yet you say
it ism t worth trying My dear George,
faint heart never maintained fair lady,
if it won her. =
The upshot was that George figured
up his liabilities against his check and
handed over to the trusty Scherer e25C
to be converted in two days or some
such reasonable time into e2, 500.
''Done % cried Scherer as he penciled
the little transaction in his notebook.
And ''done" George was, for next
day when he looked at "Mines" in the
money column he found Gold Bugs had
crawled down stairs three-eighths.
"What do you advise, Scherer?" asked
George when they met in the city.
"Never advise, my dear George.
Don't do it--on principle. Cut youl
losses, let your profits run, is our OLD
wheeze. But it's no good being toe
hasty. This fall is simply due to some
body being in too big hurry to pocket
profit But you judge for yourself
dear boy; that's what l advise.
Next day Gold Bugs had crawled
down stairs two or three steps more.
"It's nothing, George, said the opti
mistic Schercr. Weak holders couldn' Z
last out. That's my explanation. Still
don't be guided by me-
Next day after that Gold Bugs had
fallen SO heavily that you couldn t fine
anybody to pick them up again at any
price. And just then of course to makS
amends George Littlecash was reminded
by his tailor of "that little account
which had been overlooked so many
quarters 1t was in this doleful hour al
he sat savagely biting his lips, knitting
his brows and inwardly cursing Scherel
and all his works that he glanced vague
ly at copy of The Evening Intelligence
Renewed Activity III Rand Shares
was the line in large type that caught
the disconsolate investors eye as the
paper lay on his desk.
"Confound Rand sharesl" he ejacu
lated fervently, wheeling around al
though from too affectionate snake,
Just then, as luck had it, in popped
the beaming and expansive Scherer.
why, George, my dear boy, you re
looking as CHASTITY as James Canhan
Read when he was taken from life, al
the waxworks bill says. Nothing seri-
Gus, hope? Gal chucked you?"
"Look here, Scherer. don t want You
blarneying again. I've had quite enough
of Rand shares, thanks-in fact, long
site too much. "
Rand shares? Why. my dear fel
low, - Scherer returned, with look oi
panied virtue, you really don't mean
to tell me that what put you down il
the dumps-that little matter Of two
fifty, when you stood to win as many
thousands! Bless my soulr' Scherer':
eye had just caught the line in The