The Democrat-sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1906-1935, 1906-08-16

the day he called, that his ways were
rather familiar, that be evidently
I hadn't attended over a thousand high
I teas and grand receptions and that 1t
I would take a carload OF sandpaper TO
rub him down, but he had o good heart
as foundation to build ON. II his con
| versation wasn't exactly up to the
notch the windup was intended to
I draw applause. He always flushed by
/ saying:
II shall now have to ask you to exs
/ cuse me, but will see you again. In
7 fact, want TO see you again. think
/ I can figure It out before we arrive at
Sandy Hook to offer you the best thing
! OF the season, but keep that to your
self"
Mamma, what did he mean by
| that?" asked the respective daughters
of their respective mothers.
"why, child, how silly you sre." was
| the reply. what could he mean but
one thing"
But we have known him such lit
tie while"
"You haven't got to know a million
aire over day or two. They are diff
ferent from other men. They have the
cash"
There were men aboard looking to
| get into a good thing on the ground
floor. They knew that the beef trust
was a good thing They threw out
hints to Mr. Smithers. but he laughed
aud shook his head and replied:
"Not yet my boy. I've got the dough
to start II of, and / want all the
| plunks there are in 1t. See me next
season"
"Will beef go up?"
"Thunder, no! We expect to knock
the price down to Is cents pound"
'"rhen how will you make your mil
| lions out of itF'
Mr. Smithers didn't make any direct
answer. He simply winked a long,
| quivering wink with his left eye and
conveyed the impression that there
was Il coon UP the tree. The merger
man enjoyed the sunshine of hattery
and envy and toadyism for five or six
days.
Then Sandy Hook was sighted one
morning, and he announced to the
three sCheming mammaS that lie want
ed to hold converse with their three
daughters. 1t was to be private con
verse. There WAS agitation. There was
perturbation. There were consulta-
tlons. Mr.. Smlthers selected a corner
of the music room, and to that spot the
victims were led in turn. The conyer-
saton was about the same in each in
stance.
my dear girl" began Mr.. Smithers,
with paternal blanduess. II told you l
had u good thing on hand and would
try to arrange to make you an offer. l
am about to do so. You have never had
any experience on the stage, but you
are mighty good locker"
Sir demanded the maiden as she
retreated step
oh shan't ask you to dress unbe
comingly. It's just q plain, straight
play called The Beef Trust and show
ing how that corporation by raising the
prices parted two happy lovers and
brought grief and death TO other house
holds. Three corking acts and cast OF
tNelNt peOple' we lhlIOuuCe q uiONe
of cattle a slaughter house and
butcher shop among other spectacular
effects. VIII move right along without
hitch. Papers are bound to give 1t
free columns of advertising. can put
you in the east at $50 per 10 begin on.
What do you say?'
None of the three said anything-not
to Mr.. Smithers Ten minutes after
the last interview a murmur swept
over the great steamer. That was fol
lowed by grOwl. After the growl
came cries of Kill him! Throw him
overheard" There was rush of feet
along the decks, but Mr.. Smithers was
pulled into the pursers room and saved
from total wreckage, and when the
steamer reached her dock the captain
lent him pair of false red whiskers TO
disguise himself and escape the mob.