The Brunswick news. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 1901-1903, 1902-09-28

nihed stare from his four foot from
the ground perch and over the top of
his two inch collar, but did not reply.
lie had made persistent effort to in
duce the young man to speak more re-
spectfully of the head of the firm. Be
sides, it was very bad taste to make
fun of the lack of Northern Pacific in
that Office,
Murdoch took the implied rebuke
philosophically ana repeated The ques-
ton
Look here, young man, if you don't
stop trying to be funny you'll have to
hunt another job! Your jests, sir, are
very i'll timed! l am getting tired of
your airs"
His anger made his pen shake, and a
big blot dropped upon the immaculate
page. He gasped and dug at it with
an eraser, forgetful of the very exist
ence of the boy"
Murdoch stood for a moment in
thought. Then he threw his head back
and walked slowly into the holy Of
holies, the private office of the ''boss."
The boss looked up when the young
man entered, then turned to his work
quickly. He did not know half his en-
ployees. To him they were simply
parts of the machinery of which he
was the motive power The young
man was out of place In his private
office, but possibly some readiustment
of the machinery warranted his APP
pearance there for moment
~,
man. He felt little timid. notwith-
standing his wealthy connections.
"WhatY the financier shouted, star
tied at being addressed.
"You-you-I heard you were buying
Northern Pacific. l want to sell you
some" Murdoch spoke quickly, for
fear his own dignity might be hurt if
the financier got a word in.
want to sell me somer' repeated
the boss in dazed fashion, looking up
from a schedule which showed that he
still lacked $4,000 shares of control.
Twenty-Five thousand of that he could
not get Fifty thousand he might get
if he knew just who had it. He glanced
at the athletic figure again.
you are one Of my employees, are
you not?"
Murdoch nodded. what bidY he
said
'What! Northern Pacificl Where did
you get it? Explain yourself, young
man. Sit down" The fnancier turned
his powerful mind loose on the prob
lem of getting those shares. Then he
recognized the youth. 1t was old Muir
docks SON 1t flashed through his mind
that Murdoch senior had some of the
certificates, although he had denied it
the day before
"What bidY' repeated Murdoch jun
ior
THE market price, of course. Know
it?' The youth amused nina chip Of
the old block evidently. There was
twinkle of mirth in the big mans eye.
1t would be good story TO tell the
boys father.
Murdoch shook his head Not
enough, sir
"A half, then"
"Not enough"
"Two hundred for immediate deliv-
cry" The financier smiled. 1t was
precious thing to be able to smile dur
ing business hours.
Not enough" the young man repeat
ed. He saw the smile. In his mind
was ticking loudly the little watch.
Now it had a diamond studded chain
attached. A pair of blooded horses,
drawing dinky sulky, was coming
down the road, too-in his mind.
See here, boy How much do you
want? How much have you got? And
where did you get itT The big man
ceased smiling. Five points already
over the market price. 1t was no smil
ing matter,
1.-TWO hundred and fifty. Don't know.
Don't care to state" Murdoch said
calmly, with shrewd look. The team
swept into full view.
Bought at $3.50, you blamed rascal!
Deliver it in three hoursr The fnan-
cier roared as IL he was on the floor of
the exchange. Murdoch trembled with
joy. The door opened violently, and
the bookkeeper rushed in. He had
heard the word rascal and waited
for nothing more. He grabbed Muir
dock by the collar and yelled: Get out
Of here you idiot! How dare you come
in here? 1t was not my fault, Mr..
Cannon"
The boss shouted something. The
bookkeeper heard it as in a dream.
He stared as he saw the boy" and the
boss" exchange friendly grins, then
Murdoch turned to him and, straight
ening his collar, said "Well let it pass,
Mr.. Morris"
A tall westerner roamed the metrop-
oils for week in company with well
groomed young clubman, and they saw
New York.
Next summer bit OF femininity,
who wears the diamond studded chate-
laine and rides with Murdoch behind
the blooded horses, is going to Wyo-
ming TO rough it" with her husband
and Bill Helmer
The Best Period of Life.
The best half of life is in front of
fine man of forty if he he ANYTHING of N