The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1895-07-17
A LITTLE DEAL.

Presents, clothes, honeymoon. How
ON earth can ono leave out either?" ask.
ed George Littlecash of himself, earnest
ly drilling his penholder into much
furrowed forehead. There never was Q
wedding without presents AS. for nc
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 {
check to marry Hetty and set up house
with, and qua cash was satisfactory
enough, but accompanied with the wise
ayuncular injunction, George, marry
on cash basis-cash. mind-or never
look mo in tho face again." Such ex
eellent advice, plus $500 check, it il
impossible for nephew to spurn, es
pecially nephew in love-
And then. when ne had this gold
mine of untold wealth in his pocket and
afull ocean of happiness to look forward
TO, George fell into the tolls Of plausi
BILE fellow, Tom Schorer of the wei,
known city firm of Mouton, Seherer 6
Walker. Scherer had such taking way
Of remembering and cherishing affeo
tionately one Christian name
"Ahl Congratulate you, my deaI
George. Coming off next month, eh'
Happy mani Some of you fellows have
the DEVILS own luck And just in time,
too, for mo to put you ON to one Of the
incest little chances of making com
Portable nest egg for the happy homo,
one of the prettiest chances you even
had But como into Pipps' and have @
coffee"
Pipps', that long, low, smoky dive
In Throgmorton street, was crowded
with easy hammered gentlemen in silk
hats, or in no hats at oil, 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,
"Panjandrums, +" Rhodes, Barney
stock, " "Struck Bibble bobblo reef, u
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 little notebook and pencil
somo entry or other Almost deafened
ut first by the hubbnbbt NOorge Little
an eager listener to Mr.. Scherer's glow.
ing tales indicative of tho pecuniary ad.
vantage certain to result from q small
punt i'll tho South African "boom
Eighty thou in one deal, my dear
George--what dye think of that, chi
Springett went nap ON Gold Bug Elk
tensions-put on every penny he could
scrape together till no hadn Z cent to
swear by and camo out $4,000 golden
sovereigns to the good. And yet you say
it isn'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 e250
to DO converted in two days or some
such reasonable time into co. 800.
"Donei" cried Scherer as no pencilcd
the little transaction in his notebook.
And "done" George was, for next
day when he looked at mines" in the
money column no 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 ton principle. Cut your
losses, let your profits run, is our old
wheeze. But it's no good being toe
hasty. This fall is simply duo to some
body being in too big hurry to pocket
profit. But you judge for yourself,
dear boy; that's what I advise.
Next day Gold Bugs had crawled
down stairs two or three steps more.
sits nothing, George" said the opti-
mistic Scherer. "Weak holders couldn't
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 find
anybody TO pick them up again at any
price. And just then of course to make
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 as
he sat savagely biting his lips. knitting
his brows and inwardly cursing Scherer
and all his works that he glanced vague
ly at a copy Of The Evening Intelligence.
Renewed Activity In Rand Shares"
was the line In large type that caught
the disconsolate investors eye as the
paper lay ON his desk.
"Confound Rand shares ~ he ejacu-
lated fervently, wheeling around as
though from too affectionate snake.
Just then. as lack had it, in popped
the beaming and expansive Scherer.
why, George, my dear boy, you re
looking as CHASTITY as James Canham
Read when be was taken from life, as
the waxworks bill says. Nothing seri-
Gus, hopes Gal chucked your
"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 shares2 Why. my dear fell
low" Scherer returned, with o look Of
panied virtue, you really don't mean
to tell me that's what put you down In
the dumps-that little matter of two
fifty. when you stood to win as many
thousands Bless my soulf" Scherer' s
eye had just caught the line In The
Evening Intelligence. "Have You seen
the paper tonight"
NO." replied George. whose back
was turned. "nor want to. I'm sick Of
the whole thing. You knew, for / told
you, couldn't risk anything under the
circumstances unless 1t was absolutely
certain
"And that's what you call 'risk?'"
"Oh. hangl / know it's my own
fault-only don't bother me with any
more of these fine tales "
HNoxv call this very 11nkind ~ won