The suburban citizen., 1900-07-07

! MAN -k$fW er, Sarah $. Jones'
! ~ HH$[NW comprised the firm.
! IH fSE)IaSC1N This is the way their
| lRsk ,yRJIEAslsl business card read:
~ sR TIygyyI The Jones Brothers
Co., Proprietors of the Arctic Storage
Rooms, S15-S23 S. St, New York.
Now New York City is a large place.
and few firms, if any, expect to do
/ business there without sharp competi-
! tion. The Jones Brothers Company
| had no desire to own the only cold
storage rooms in the city; but then
| it did infringe on their iueas of right
! and wrong when young Oscar Hamp-
| ton purchased the extensive tract Of
| land adjoining Number Eight Hundred
/ and Twenty-three S - street. and
expressed his purpose Of erecting Il
/ large and strictly modern cold stora sc
house upon his new possession.
What could the Jones Brothers do?
] If young Hampton had the necessary
money, who could prevent him from
building cold storage houses all over
New York City?
]
| pletion, the setting sun cast n shadow
/ far beyond the limits Of the 'JOness
dominion. An up-to-date artificial ice
| plant was placed in one portion of the
/ ground floor, and the ammonia pipes
were distributed through all the rooms
that were to be rented. An immense
elevator was placed in the centre of
the building, close to which wagons
could be driven for loading or unload
| ing.
When the doors of the new Hampton
! place were thrown open to the public
great rush was the result Thomas
Jones was sitting in his Office when
he saw one of their oldeGt customers
wagon coming up the street.
There comes Barnes with a load
of beef, Jake" he called to one of his
/ men. Hurry aro1nu and help him
| to unload"
Jake hurried out to the main build
ing and opened the door, but Barnes
never so much as looked his way;
he drove on, and stopped at the Office
of the new concern.
"Well," asked Mr.. Jones, when Jake
returned, how much beef did Butcher
Barnes have"
"None."
"NoneT
THAT is, he didn't stop here; he toob
It to Hampton's"
Oh, MOI Mr.. Jones didn't swear; but
you should have heard him rave!
1t was plain to be seen that the
Jones Brothers were fast losing trade.
Somehow the patronizing public fav-
Ored the modern hosting machinery,
the easy running trucks, and the new
rooms that were to be found in the
Hampton building.
1t was evidently a case Of the old
1rm sitting idle and watching the new
one hustle.
About this time the druggists and
confectioners commc iced to charge
their own soda fountains. This was
done, as it is to-day, by using a car
donated gas dealt out to them in long
cylinders.
The Joneses held the undisputcd
right to the sole agency of large con-
Germ that manufactured this gas. They
sold large amount of it; and the soda
water venders took kindly to this new
method because it was cheaper by half
than the old.
The Joneses held the undisputed
right to handle this new product for
just six months. At the end of that
time Oscar Hampton thought that the
trade had become sufficiently familiar
with the new method to justify him in
taking hold of it.
This act on his part was a signal for
the Joneses to cast to the four winds
Of heaven another sample of their
rage. How they did go on about it!
But Oscar Hampton did not care one
whit
Il tell you what, William, we must
do something about this said
Thomas.
What are we going to do?' asked
William.
THAT is what puzzles me; but it
is a settled fact that we must do It,"
Thomas and William Jones bent
their heads together for two hours
that day, and not without results.
One week later Robert Whitcomb,
the proprietor Of large drugstore
which had the distinction of having
the largest soda water trade of any
store IN that section of the city, en-
tered the Office of Oscar Hampton.
"Nr Hampton, the last lot of cylin-
ders that you sent me were no good"
he said.
mo good? do not understand you.
What do you meanY
Il mean that there was no gas in
them"
Surely there was some mistake"