The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1900-07-20
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BUY Vheat.
Buy wheatr' exclaimed ]. Mortimer
Billings In the enthusiasm Of th= mo-
men he SO far forgot himself as to smite
! his hosts table to emphasize his words.
Buy wheat,g he repeated. It's going
up like race-hors.. Buy it now at IS.
Wen have dollar wheat before July 4.
Dollar wheat. SIR And j. Mortimer
Billings paused for breath and nodded
vigorously at his old friend. George Eel
| ton, whose guest he was al dinner.
Il believe H." put in George FELTON,,
more because he knew some answer was
| expected than because he cared whether
wheat sold for a dollar or for 80 cents.
Believe it-of course you do began J.
Mortimer Billings again. Any man with
the sense OF a rabbit believes it-knows
it. There's fortune TO be made in buy
ing right now. Dollar wheat, I say"
Mr.. Billings said it as though the fu-
ture OF wheat were settled then ard
there-as though it were as good as sell
ing al a dollar right then. He drew
himself up and wagged his head at Mr..
FELTON, and pretty Mrs. FELTON, with he
superiority born OF seniority in years,
business and marital experience. M.
Billings was only thirty, but he as
five years older than his friend Feltcn.
He held a clerical position, with a big
board Of trade firm, and sometimes took
flyer" in wheat. He liked 10 talk
FELTON, was a good listener. Many a
friendship has been based upon less.
Conservative. deliberate FELTON,, who kept
books for a big west side foundry, rather
looked up to his dashing friend from the
board of trade. and Mrs. FELTON, had
come to share her husbands respect for
]. Mortimer Billings.
rs it really certain that one could
make money by buying wheat now?'
asked Mrs. FELTON,, who mad all the wis
dom Of twenty years and the full meas
ure of experience which comes from
eight WAole months of married life.
Just as certain as anything can be
down here below" replied Mr.. Billings
Traders who are buying wheat are
making money faster than they can
count it. They're being almost smoth-
cred under greenbacks. Take even my
case. L bought 1000 at 69-sold out al
"A three days later. You can imagine
my profit"
What did you do with so much?'
inquired Mrs. FELTON,, meaning the wheat
Put it in my fat" answered Mr.. Bill
lings, meaning the profit. Everything
goes into my fiat. We had two rooms
nearly bare. Filled them UP pretty well
on that deal"
Il should think So" assented the young
wife
But never go to a bucket shop for
wheat" advised the man from the board
of trade.
"Of course not" said Mrs. FELTON,.
promptly
Then Mr.. FELTON, tried to talk about
the outlook of the Bessemer pig market
h. <at fal -,
didn't get back to wheat.
When the guest had departed Mrs. Fell
ton asked:
MIR. Billings is a good business man,
isn't he?"
Yes, bright" answered the husband.
DO you think wheat's going up?"
Billings says so. He ought TO know"
and Mr.. FELTON, yawHed audibly and
made for the bedroom.
why don't you buy wheat?"
"U-umph!' said Mr. FELTON,, I'm in
the iron, not the wheat business"
The wife said no more, but the next
morning Buy wheat" and Dollar
wheat" rang in her ears. There seemed
to be some magic in the words. The
spoons as she tumbled them into the
sideboard drawer seemed 10 say, Buy
y
in the pan said Dollar wheat"
why shouldn't we buy wheat and
make some money" thought Mrs. Eel
ton. Mr.. Billings says there is a for
tune in il. But George is little slow,
dear fellow. He can't help being 50,
suppose But if he'd only do like Mr..
Billings then we could fit up our fat as
Mr.. Billings did. But why can't 1 buy
wheat?" Yes, why not?'
Mrs FELTON, stopped and thought She
had SO and more which she put by cut
of her liberal allowance.
"Wheat's now Is cents. Mr.. Billings
said" she figured. Now, $75 would buy
100 bushels. 1t would rather crowd the
fiat, but if Mr.. Billings put 1,OO0 bushels
in his fiat we ought to be able to stow
away 100 bushels here, even if we haven't
two bare rooms
Mrs. FELTON, thoughtfully put on her
hat and sailed forth. On Wabash ave-
nue., she remembered, she had seen a big
sign, Flour and feed"
They'll have wheat there, Of course"
she said to herself THE idea of going
to bucket-shop for wheat. How fool
ISL some people are, Might as well go
TO a drug store for horseshoe nails"
The young wife stepped jaunJily into
the big feed store.
Il want TO buy some wheat" she said.
Yes" said the feed man. what
grader"
Mrs. FELTON, hesitated.
"Why. the best" she finally ventured.
NO. red?'
The best
VERY we'll" said the salesman. How
much do you want?"
"Seventy-five dollars worth"
Seventy dollars WORTH repeated
the feed man in establishment. looking at
the stylishly dressed young woman.
Yes, SO worth" answered Mrs. Eel
ton in her most severe tone, thinking
He knows I've got a good tip, and
don't want 10 sell"
The grain man asked no more ques-
lions, but took Mrs. FeIton's ADDRESS
and promised 10 have the order tellv-
cred that afternoon.
At 3 O'clock a grain wagon came. It
grOaned under its load.
~ here's the barn, mum?" asked the
driver.
There's no barn. You're TO bring It
right in here. said Mrs. FELTON,, calmly.
IT'S not er pound OF sausages ! nev.
mum; its hundred bushels o. wheat"
suggested the teamster.
Il know tlat.' answered Mrs Fel-cn.
again calling up that severe tone. Bring
L tight IN the back door al once"
"But--" began the man again
4 don't want any OF your imPudence'f
Exclaimed the young VIE. I've bought
max wheat ard paid for it. ana want
you 70 bring II right IN here"
When George FELTON, got home that
evening DUST met ais ncstriis and he
noticed lush OF Excitement 8E -
Hifa's cheeks. he dust brought back 30
aim his days on the farm.
whats up?" h asked. shifting the
sir as-er kissing his vie.
Mrs FELTON, LED him 20 the rear ef the