The Seattle post-intelligencer. [volume] (Seattle, Wash. Terr. [Wash.]) 1888-1914, 1897-02-19

There Is tailor shop IN Coifax deserted
hv its former occapant and the former oc-
cupant Is now carrying out some or Inc
plans he made while sitting Turk faSnfoh
or his table. This tailor differed IN no
way from a thousand other tailoTs. save
that he was in Colfax. Like his brothers
in the business. he often used 10 dream OF
the time when affluence should bless MS
toll and material comforts bless his de-
Ginning years
But ne worked on and on. plying shears
and needle with def hand, yet the mate
rial comforts increased bat little. 4heFe
were 50 many people in the world VINO
seemed to consider tailor a good thing.
which should be boosted along as hard as
possible that he found himself making
out more biEs than receipts.
one customer who had run up large &C
count compromised by signing over sew
eral hundred shares of mining stock.
There was no likelihood Of anything oct
ter. so the tailor took the stock with a
sigh and slowed Il away in an old tin box
with other papers. II was always the way,
sighed the garment maker; he made men
clothes and they felt too proud IN their
spleudor to pay their debts.
The little tailor shop al Cosfax was
rendezvous in winter for a small and Sc
lect party of cronies They used 20 sit
about the stove on which the irons were
We're customers in their way. sometimes
going so far as TO have repairs made to
antiquated garments or a dangling button
frightened up. II was warm in there, and
IL was pleasant TO idly watch busy man.
There was much talk one day Of mines.
An Old residenter had returned from Trail
Creek and was reating his adventures.
Recital OF the richness of the country and
the strikes made by lucky men caused
eyes to open and many expressions OF do
say now" or a prolonged Well" The
greatest mine of all wss the lie Roi, said
the returned miner. That was the pick OF
the district and had made more million
aires than could be packed into the shop
The tailor had dropped vest OH which
he was edging button holes. What mine
did you say: the lie RoiT' There was a
puzzled expression on mis- face. He un-
wound his legs. stepped to the floor and
went over to his tin box. This he open
s,owiy. 1t seems TO pe that Is the name
Yes, yes. on. my! Oh, myr Tears Of
JOY came to his eyes as ne held aloft
paper and with an irrepressible shout be-
gan to skip about the room. The small:
select party was amazed. IL rose TO its
feet and with a common voice interrogat-
ed the happy tailor.
IL was true. He had several hundred
shares in the lie ROi mines. The cust5me~
who had left the shares. thinking to come
well out OF poor investment, had made a
mistake. The tailor was rich Why,
you're a millionaire" cried the returned
miner. his eyes big as saucers. You're a
Millionaire" ne said again. growing more
enthusiastic. OF course the story Of how
the stock came TO be there was told again
and again. and il ended by some one rush
ing out with a small bucket. in which every
one later drank TO the talor's long life and
fortune and then every one proffered vol
umes of advice, shook hands all around
and went home.
The tailor Immediately prepared himself
for a tourney to Spokane and all Colfax
turned out 10 see him depart. Arrived in
the busy mining town he sought out the
directors of the lie Roi company. He
found s. 90 awaiting him in dividends and
ascertained that his stock was worth
$50 coo. His few shares of stock had long
been missed by the directors of the mine,
who had made every effort TO find their
owner without avail.
Now the tailor Is understood TO have
detectives on the trail OF his ill-starred
customer. II there is any more stock
where the first came from. the tailor
wants IL.