The Ocala banner. (Ocala, Marion County, Fla.) 1883-194?, 1905-12-01
When Sugar
ROce
BY EDITH NJ. DOANE
Copyright D55. bg & II .S,tczf4e

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have your ticket" queried Little SIr>.
Blake aDxiously
She stood al The TOP Of the porch
steps bidding her husband gooiby. and
her eyes Travelled coupIacently over the
WeN groOmed figure standing. hat IL
hand, Or the walk below. The gray
and black in that suit match your
hair 80 we'll she said approvingly.
According 70 that. I shall soon have
TO adopt white fannels." he laughed.
Yes, here i the ticket, Left Center.
q IS, Orchestra
What: Thought I kissed you good
by as two children rushed peIImeu
from the house and threw themselves
rapturously upon him. Here's another.
then, for good luck Goodby every
body; See you at o'clock
Mrs. Blake followed the good looking
figure with wifely approval Perhaps
he would turn around She half wished
he would-Cousin Margaret was so Of
ten on the lookout from her house oDpo-
site But no-he had met Mr.. Peene and
was already talking earnestly as they
rounded the corner Cousin Margarets
husband always looked back and wav-
ed his hand all the way down but then
It was family joke that Cousin Mar
garet had him SO well trained he dared
not do otherwise. Il am glad 1 mar
ried q man reflected little Mrs. Blake
thankfully
First TO the kitchen for d talk with
Kate, then TO the two stores for the
Saturday marketing. so Ike a lottery
drawing to the average suburbanite
He had fresh peas and new potatoes
and spring lamb said Mrs. Blake. re-
turning with the fine triumph of one
who had burned her financial bridge
and bought not wisely, but too well, but
she found Kate unresponsive-
"Nivyer an egg STINT VT. an ne
a-waitin' On 'ern since a:rly marnin' fer
the bakin' of the cake" she muttered
belligerentIy-
The marketing had consumed d good
part of the morning II took still Ion
ger to get the grocer on the phone and
placate the beIligerent Kate, and Mrs.
Blake had not even begun TO dress
when the children emerged from FL
lens hands fairly radiating cleanliness
In their crisp. white pique-that unwill-
ing concession to "a treat" in town
ELLEN. don't let them get soiled.-
cried Mrs Blake agonizingIy. See that
they get their luncheon and walk on
slowly to the station We must make
that next train"
At quarter 10 II Thomas Blake. jun
ior partner III the firm of Matthison s.
Co. sugar brokers. Wall street con
suited his watch, then closed his desk
with brisk little snap.
Il think III 20 now. Marthison." he
said. CHANGING il at the door of the ad
joining room. Only fifteen minutes
more. Besides. l am due 10 meet Mrs.
Blake and the Kids 1T the HippOdrome
at O'Clock"
Mr. MatthiSon- calm. quiet looking
nlan. looked UP from the letters he was
signing Might just As Well" he re-
piled Business is as dead aS a door
nail. We will AL get off by H.
Mr. Starbuckle wants TO see one of
the firm" interrupted an office boy la
conically-
Blake nodded and entered the tele-
phone booth In 4 moment he shot out
of the booth AMI into his partners of
flee. clever. alert transformed 10y the
whirI of abundant life that pulsed
through his veins at the sudden de-
mand upon IL
''Starbuckle has put UP the price OF
sugar ten points" he announced brief
ly.
Matthison wllirled around i'll his
chair The deuce he has" he ejacu-
lated.
Blake pulled open his desk If you
have any outside orders get them
ready" he said. hurriedly Selling a
memorandum III telephone these
down" And he dashed again into the
booth
When he came out the office already
reflected the changed condition of the
market The telephones Were ringing.
clerks busily sorted slips OF paper or
hurried from desk to desk, and a half
dozen messenger boys tumbled up the
steps and through the door
Get 'em all in:'' 9ueried Matthison
All but two He baked at that
three car order OF Mercer s Swift-s
Have TO 90 down with them, l sup
pose"
Go ahead. I'll tend TO the tele-
grams
Every sugar broker in Wall street
was on the way to StarbuckIe's office
That's right, my boy; get 'em all in"
shouted jOvial fat man with a friend
~ whack at BIake's back What
keeps you down here. anyway: Sup
posed You were at the Hippodrome by
this time
Blake laughed. Thought I'd accept
your invitation to sail down the bay
instead"
The fat one chuckled
Once inside Starbuckle's Office the
little crowd of tense. earnest men paid
scant attention TO anything but the
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