The Red Cloud chief., 1904-09-09

You are O cur and a coward. Nor
Dis" he said, looking at the younger
man with blazing eyes. Lay n hand
on me if you dare!"
With a muttered oath Morris turned
and left the old soldier standing def
untly by the railing. a minute later
General Garden entered a carriage
and was driven rapidly to the Offices
of James Blake & Company.
In the meantime Morris had fol
lowed Mr.. Mason to his private Office
I'D like to punch old Gardens
head. and Id have done it hadn't IL
been for you" he declared. What's
he prowling around here for? What
did he want?'
He demanded his l.. 4 o. stock
replied Mr.. Mason.
His l.. 4 Y. stock" repeated Nor
ris. We'll, what of It? He didn'
wish me to make him a present OF II
did he? If he comes around again
tell him to dig up about three hun.
drcd thousand dollars and he u have
his stock"
Morris laughed as he stepped to the
ticker.
He showed his option. demanded
the stock, and paid over the money
said Mr.. Mason slowly, and | gave
him the certificates"
old Garden tool up his stock and
paid over the money? What do you
mean. Mason"
II mean just what | say Mr.. Nor.
| ris.'' was the reply. DO you know
what has happened? With that stock
| YOU lose control of l.. & o. Someone
is back of General Garden in this
transaction
Blake. Blake" gasped Morris.
He clutched the arm of his chair
and the muscles of his neck twitchcd
nervously. Pacing up and down the
room he burst into a storm of inco-
hcrent profanity.
The ticker. which had been silent.
spluttered rapidly. and the ominous
| sound did more to call Morris back
to his senses than had the sober
words of the broker. He lifted the
tape and eagerly scanned the charac.
tiers What's that? This must be a
mistake, Five hundred shares Of l..
d o. at IS. 1t must near 2S?" Nor
ris gazed at the figures like n in a
trance.
There came a violent rappinG on the
door, and, without waiting for a re-
Spouse. a broker entered. His collar
was torn open and his hair was
rumpled and moist with perspiration.
Blake 4 Company are bidding up
l.. & o." he exclaimed. I've sold
them four thousand shares up to S5,
and they are yelling for more. How
does II stand now"
He took the tape from Arthur Nor.
ris' nerveless hand.
''Thirty.nine, Thirty.nine and q
half, Six hundred at forty! A thou
sand at forty-one. Something's up,
tell you, What shall we do, Mr.. Nor
ris?"
Morris gazed hopelessly at Mr.. Ma,
son.
"Wha can We do?" he asked. weak.
ly. His brain was in a whirl.
a heavy step was heard in the hall
way and Randolph Morris entered
the room.
You've raised hell, haven't your
WAS his greeting to his son and heir.
Il told you to keep your nose out of
this Cosmopolitan business. You've
made a fine mess of 1t! | suppose you
think, because the bottom hasn't fall.
en- out of Cosmopolitan. that you're
all right. don't ye? Been supporting
It, haven't ye? OF course you have.
You're an ass, Admit 1t, and take
your losses. I'll bet this damn fool
play will cost more than a million"
Tell him about this business" said
Arthur Morris, sullenly turning to
Mr.. Mason.
In a few words the latter explained
what had occurred in l.. & o. The
old m~illionaire's face was a study
during this hurried recital.
The look of anger changed to one
of perpleXity and then to fear. The
millions amassed in a lifetime were
menaced in his old age, and the fires
of defense and defiance blazed again
in the eyes of Randolph Morris.
(To be c%ontinued.)