The Canton times. (Canton, Miss.) 1893-1906, 1895-04-19

!. VDluR Sic says IL AZ Bduuy lUnk
/ legs had one thousand dollars wa
4 worth two thousand dollars; at least
4 that's what realized in hard cash by
selling my ranch to tenderfoot. So
rode down here to Bitter Root City, wen
! to Kitty's uncle, Hi Hewson, the stock
, broker, planlSed down my roll of bills
, and said: Buy GrubstalSes.'
"'You hadn't ought to buy outright,
says Hewson; you should cover
WHATS that?' said L
, sit means, said he, that you plank
down your money, run the show; if
the stock goes up, / sell out when you
think that you're pretty well fixed for
life; if the stock goes down two thou
sand dollars worth, you lose all you've
got.
"'I'll gamble said I, with all can
hold down by sitting straddle.'
well, you should have seen the
ing exchange, and afterward l heard
them talking among themselves in the
Coffee palace.
:. What, said one smart Aleck, you
think Hi Hewson's working for
Silas Ell? You must think Silas P.
Hewson's gone loco! The old man con-
fessed only last week to a friend Of
mine that the mines played out. Why,
the works are chuck ablock with wa
ter, and no tunneling facilities to drain
it; the pumps have broken down and
of the real pay ore there isn't dollar
| in sight
"a level head has old man Silas,'
| says another; as to Hi Hewson, he's
roped in sucker who thinks he can
gamble-some fool of a cowboy, he
says
There was another sucker last
week. says smart Aleck; Daddy Long
legs, they call him planked down one
thousand dollars on falling market,
he! he! Well, he's busted now-cover
all run out
Eat that they all drank a toast:
Long live the suckers but-well,
laughed.
Now read the second letter." said
Jack. read:
You're daisy. Daddy Longlegs has
come back dead broke, and his language is
just disgracefuL Hold on. keep a tight hold,
Jack, for pa says he'll soon be letting the cat
out of the bag, SO il the stock goes down any
more you must keep q good heart and hold on.
KITTY"
That's all right" said Jack, "but |
by the time got the letter on Monday |
morning my cover was running out, |
too. Says Hi: It's all your own fault;
you never took the trouble to ask my |
advice or you wouldn't have bought till |
to-day but that was poor consolation,
for was like to be as big fool as
Daddy Longlegs. When the exchange |
closed on Monday the Grubstake was
quoted at forty-three, and if it went
point lower my two thousand dollars
were lost. Read the third letter" 1t
said:
Hold on to the stock. You needn't have
been jealous Of Daddy. He amt in it; never
was for love you, old boy. On Wednesday
morning the news will be in all the papers that
the Grubstake was flooded on purpose to keep
the secret of a great bonanza Your stock will
be worth fortune. Hold on for my sake, dar-
ling. Hold on for all 70 ure worth
KITTY"
cat that plucked up courage" said
Jack, cheerfully, ''sold my horses, sad
die, rifle, 'shaps, lariat. spurs, coat,
watch, everything, and planked down
the cash with Hi Hewson. could hold
now, he told me. till the stock dropped
to forty and one-half, but if it went
below that was lost.
ION Tuesday went to the mining
exchange building with my heart in
my mouth. The stock opened at forty
three, then little was sold at forty
two, and at noon it stood at forty-one
and one-half Scared almost crazy,
grabbed hold of a reporter, stood the .
drinks and loaded him up with news.
told him to say in his paper that the
Hewson outfit was bearing down the &
market, that Silas had flooded the mine
10 hide his bonanza until the moment
,ame to shout. But the reporter made {
nut that the next edition came out at {
o'clock, and the exchange closed at '
800.
"'Get out the posters early I told
him, bride the printers, work the ropes
somehow, and If win my game won't ]
orget you S
''The reporter winked, and started to S
write out his news; but when the mar
ret opened again in the afternoon there
eemed to be no hope left, for the
took was at forty-one and one-quarter,
With only three quarters of point be- e
ween me and perdition. C
From where stood in the public Il
'allery saw the brokers whispering, il
or rumor had got wind from the b
'rinters that made them crazy. Some a
# them were offering forty-three, o
orty-four, even up to fifty for Grub n
take stock, but there wasn't dollar a
or sale. Twas old Hewsons broker a
hat started the counter rumor, making Il
ut that the newspaper yarn was some p
ool's canard-or else a tale gotten mn L