Meade County news. [volume] (Meade, Kan.) 1900-1918, 1903-03-12

That famous Millionaire, Mr.. Key
worth Joynes, president of the Cake
Trust, was preparing to leave his
office at Fifth Avenue and Sixty-sixth
Street, the financial center of the city,
for his residence in Chicago, now ex-
tending all around the shores of the
Great Lakes, and the favorite dwell
ing place for people of fashion. He
touched button. His office chemist
appeared armed with a curious piece
of apparatus. Already Mr.. Joynes was
what unusual shape.
Suspend my animation said the
Millionaire, briefly, ''and tube me
direct to my house"
Without a word the chemist applied
an electrode to Joynes' mouth, and
another to his nose. In two seconds
he ceased to breathe. In two seconds
more, as the attendant touched but
ton, the couch shut up in cylindrical
shape, and vanished with a great
rushing sound through hole in the
wall, which opened suddenly at its
foot. The couch was a cartridge, and
Joynes was on his way in his private
tube to his luxurious home beyond
the Lakes and the headwaters Of the
Mississippi. The transit consumed
exactly five minutes. With another
great rushing sound the cartridge slid
into the padded receptacle in the bill
lionaire's own bedroom and there
opened automatically. The bedroom
chemist was in waiting and a few
moments sufficed to restore Joynes'
suspended animation. The chemist
vanished, valet appeared and the
president of the Cake Trust proceeded
in a leisurely manner to dress for
dinner Afterward he sat some time
over his cigar-seemingly in deep
thought.
Presently he rang. A solemn butler
appeared.
Tell the dining room chemist l am
ready" said the Millionaire, without
looking up.
The butler retired noiselessly and
Joynes rose from his chair and
strolled toward a curtained recess,
where stood a couch similar to the
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ace of a country seat. By the time
he had settled himself to his salts
faction upon this article of furniture
the chemist stood obsequiously at his
side.
1.-THE Midas Club" said the billion
aire, and a couple of seconds suficed
to start him whizzing through the
earth toward that famous gathering
place of the arbiters of finance and
fashion in the heart of the city of
London. The cartridge dropped into
it's place in the club tuberoom, one of
the staff of club chemists set the new
arrivals lungs going again and in less
than eleven minutes after leaving his
dining room Joynes was walking
through lofty apartments "ten thou
sand miles away" exchanging mods
with the presidents of other trusts
and leaders of the realm of fashion.
he sat down and ordered drink of
plain whisky. Then at his imperative
ring a bell boy appeared.
Find out" said Joynes to the
youth, whether the Baroness Won
Ochsenreiter in Thuringia has a
tube"
81 beg your Excellency's pardon,
sir" the turnkey reported, but
madame the Baroness has no tube. "
Joynes looked up from his glass
and frowned.
How people without the simplest
modern conveniences expect a man
to get at them 1 don't know" he
grumbled, as he finished his whisky.
"Arethusa might at least have told me
she didn't have a tube. Now 1 may
have to ride dozen miles in a beast
" slow motor car-and naturally
didn't bring either coat or hat"
Before five minutes had passed the
young Millionaire was speeding in a
mile-a-minute motor car through the
most historic part of Germany on his
way to Castle Ochsenreiter.
AS the bell in the castle tower
struck the hour of nine, Joynes' eager