The citizen. (Frederick City, Md.) 1895-1923, 1901-10-04

put new roof on dot building only
uree years ago." he hoarsely whispered
guess You don't care to sell, Mr.. Fin
AelStem, said the hustler coldly. A Iook
Oh rellef came over the bakers face "J4
you dld, the hustler hastily added "vor
would take $4,000 for your place and
nave this bother all over within ten min
utes." 1 teh lnln-
ine paker seemed to shrink in his
cralr' His little eyes assumed a nitIFul
eApression and rested apparently on the
map behind the hustler.
he feebly shook his head.
me hustler snatched out his watch T.
was 11:l5. MS ""tcn' IL
Come, comer he cried. "Tbis 10 al
uTnsense' T;ls'. | admire your sentiment. Mr..
NeiSteih' OF course, and can see that
you 90 not desire any change, but IN
neip you make that change and find Won
oetter place at half the money" He
paused expectantly.
=. again the old man. his eyes fixed on
tne map, shook his head.
Call it $11,000."
N9' said Mr.. Finkelstein quite bold.
~. i do not wish to SELL"
Inc hustler slightly gasped.
We'll. $4,000 then"
Nein-I mean no."
ine hustler stared at the baker II
looked as if the estimable German wos
getting what in sporting parlance would
De called his second wind.
cred oo'n-
MI finkelstein," he said impressive
~ l admire your firmness. You arc an
hohor to your infexible race. | will tas-
tlfy TO my regard for you in a practical
fashion Listen. will give Won S15 O00
g"sh lof your place if you sign the papers
oelore you leave this office" He leaned
forward aud tried to hold the baker with
his sharp glance
But the honest Teuton had gone all to
pieces again. He slipped back in the
seat. Beads Of perspiration were burst
ing from his forehead. and his long thin
hands cutthed the arms Of the chair
re muttered something in German under
his breath, and his little ewes stared va
cantly above the hustler's head.
"IIimmel.' he murmured. ~ cant
stand dis And he half rose from his
chair.
"Sit down" cried the hustler sternIv
HIS face was white; his eyes blazed
" Ill You tell me just what price Won
nave decided to set on that internal cor
ner OF yours?"
The baker gurgled in his throat.
out with it," cried the hustler.
The baker writhed in his chair.
II want dwpnty tousand dollars" ba
hoarseIy murmured. Then he family
added "und not Won cent less"
The hustler snatched out his watch. 1t
lacked just > minutes Of noon.
Here are the papers," he briskly
cried mo. 13, step in the next room
and bring back two of the clerks for
witnesses. think the bookkeeper is a
notary Bring him and his seal too"
At exactly minutes of II the papers
were executed and ready for delivery.
mo. l." said the hustler. take this
man down to President Plympton's pri-
vate office without delay. Here is an
order for $4,000. Deliver these papers
to him, and he will give Mr.. Finkelstein
check in exchange for the order Hus-
tie"
The boy, stolid as ever, made no reply.
He stepped quickly from the room, fol-
lowed closely by the dazed and extremely
moist baker
Two weeks later the Chicago man was
back in BIuiiiand for a days stay. As
usual. he had secured the services of No.
IL. 1t had been n busy day for both,
especially so for No Is, and yet when
the hour for dismissal came he fingered
in the doorway.
Presently the Chicago man looked up.
He saw that the boy was waiting to at
tract his attention.
"WellY' he said in some surprise.
Going to quit my job, sir"
"Sorry for that, my boy. Going to bet
ter yourself?"
"Yes, sir. Going to New York"
"Alone?'
mo, sir. Going with Mr.. Finkelstein."
"Eh! Finkelstein! Why, that's the
stubborn baker
The boy nodded.
"Eery stubborn, sir
"But how does it happen that you are
going with him.
For the first time since the Chicago
man had enjoyed No. 1875 acquaintance
he saw the boy smile
Mr.. Finkelstein is my father, sir"
said No. 13.
"Whatw
"Yes, sir" said No. 13 sweetly. We're
going into business with the $4,000,
sir"
The hustler from Chicago stared after
the retreating boy.
'Wcll. I'll he iammcdw was all he
said.-Cleveland Plain Dealer.