Idaho Springs siftings., 1904-11-12

An hcdr had passed, and he hardly
dares look at the quotations. Per
haps tie deal had collapsed! Per
haps-
l.. & 0. I45. i45lk l4sh." called
cut the man who was reading the
ticker. Two thousand l. 4 o. 1t
+ 1897
Al exultant shout went up from the
/ crowd Of men who surrounded James
| Blake. His handsome face was agiow
with pleasure as they slapped him on
| the back
Ny congratulations. general
/ Blake said. graspiug the old soldiers
hand. Our little pool Is working
spleudidlyl Do you feel like getting
out at $50. general? | wouldn't ad-
| wise you to do so. but II you wish II
can be arranged. I have . customer
who Will take the stock OF your hands
at that figure"
FL am entirely satisfied TO let 1.
alons." said General Garden. drawing
himseN up proudly. Handle my
stock according TO your Judgment
The subordinate should not question
the policy OF victorious command
er"
Mr.. Burton wishes to see you
whispered clerk to Blake. and the
famous head of the firm turned ana
left General Garden
He heard the shouts of victory and
found himself shaking hands and
Laughing with strangers. He felt a
stropg grasp on his shoulder and
turned TO see James Blake
I'VE settle with Randolph Morris
& Company at 49," he whispered.
Your share of the profits is nearly q
million and a half. III call At your
house this evening and give you .
check for the exact amount"
Il can find no words to express my
feelings" said General Garden. deep
ly affected. Il do not think that am
entitled TO SO large share of these
profits. I-I-really do not know
what To say 10 you. Mr. Blake. God
bless and reward you"
Don't thank me-" replied James
Blake.
A strange expression came over his
face and look Of pain to his dark
eyes. Il am not-I should not"
He paused. released General Gardens
hand and turning abruptly. rushed
across the room and vanished into An
inner Office.
In the turmoil of his own feelings
General Garden paid little attention
To this strange action. Six hours be
fore he had entered these rooms AL
than a millionaire.
In . darkenet room In q remote
quarter Of the city. a gray-haired man
gasped for breath and moancd In his
delirium. A great financial battle had
been fought. Randolph Morris was
one II the stricken victims. and Mar
shall Garden was one OF the victoes
In this age Of commercial and indus
trial barbarism. man must climb to
glory over the dead and mangled bod
les OF the losers Commercial compe-
tition has all the horrors and none OF
the chivalry Of physical warfare.
Thoughts such as these came to
John Burt when the news circul4teA
that Randolph Morris had been strick-
On In his ONCE. The blow aimed af
the son had fallen with crushing force
on the father. In the hour Of victory
JD0n buft was tutHt duu rdny ana
John Hawkins was not slow to CLEAN
the reason.
Il wouldn't worry over Randolph
Norris" he sid. with a grunness
which was assumed The old man
will recover One stroke of apopIexy
won't kill him"
Write to Randolph Norris" said ,
John. addressing Blake. and say that
his personal property Is exempt in this
settlement He has scheduled n - |
having . value of nearly . million dol |
lare. shall not take IL from him.
He's an old man. with daughters and
others dependent on him"
Good for you. Burt.- exclaimed /
John Hawkins. 1T isn't business, bot
business is heil-as old Sherman said |
about war. I'm going to my hotel to |
take nap. Where can see you this |
EVENING" Dine with me at the hotel
at nine O'Clock What dye say. Yoa.
too. Blake"