Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1906-08-08
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Eeous drawing room at Wimbledon
and chuckled freely over an evening
paper he held In his hand, while his
wife. who was a lady Of weight SO
far rs adipose tissue was concerned.
Joined in his mirth.
1t Is 'nevingly idea,' the great
man said: .sooperb! Peoples gardens
dug up. the fences broke down, the
roots OF the trees cut through and
the trees themselves ruined, and
what is 1t see here ?-the blessed
watchdog throttled to death in one
case. Oh, 'nevingly idea. think
I'll follow it,"
The newspaper man makes some
thing by it. What can you do. Jehu,
and what can you want? You're
worth half million. Isn't that
enough?"
It's business, my dear, business;
and | amt going to be beat by any
newspaper man. What does he sell
his paper at? A penny, amt 1t, or
ma penny? Well, sell my cakes of
blacking at a penny. Why shouldn't
Il have a treasure hunt. too2 am
o rich rs he is, I'll bet bob.
But, Jehu"
Don't argue with me. Anne Maria,
Now, listen to this I drawed up at
the ONCE this afternoon. Listen
and he took out q paper from the
pocket of his dinner jacket, and real
40 RDIiru,S. uDonffsoy,, y,,I,ol,tro 4,
the backing Of the world! For years
1t has been almost given away for
nothing. Now something is going to
be given away with 1t. Purchasers
Of the cakes of this backing will find
In every skin paper. on which is
the information as to the neighbor-.
hood where on given day s1O,0Oo
have been hidden In two hundred diff.
ferent penny pencil cases, each con.
tanning sovereigns to the amount of
siE50. Find 1t and you've got 1t, No
questions asked. Pontifex's money
IS good enough. You can find the lot
II you're sharp"
Isn't 1t wonderful" Mrs. Pontifex
Easped. "oh, what gift yours is.
Jehu!"
I'm not fool" her husband re.
piled. There's other geniuses in this
world except them literary gents. who
never seem to do much except abuse
each other. Now, Anne Maria, in
three days time as ever was hund.
red morning papers in London and
the country will have that advert. In
prominent place; thousand sand.
wich men will parade all the great
cities and towns OF this country; a
lot Of balloons will go up all over.
the country just to chuck the leaflets
down on the peoples eds; the factory
: on the river side will be blaze Of.
Gas, and-where was
"Oh, Jehu. you are wonder! What
cant you do? But the expense"
Blow the expense, as the girl said
when she told the waiter to bring an
other sardine ON toast. But listen
again, Maria. Baggs. our most trust
ed employee, as we call him, with
szaeyeral helps, will be all over the
country a-dropping them penny pencil
cases about. London and the enyirons
will get the most, and between our.
selves, here In Wimbledon where I'm
90 known and respected in the parish,
we're going to dash 'em about freely.
Two thousand pounds at least is for
the good Of the Wimbledonians. If
that don't make me more popular than
ever, don't know what will. Look
after your own, say"
Five days later than Mr.. Pontifex
had propounded this great scheme a
very handsome, well-set-up young man
was walking down ain the summer
time-leafy lane, and this young man
was engaged on treasure hunt. But,
since he had not bought any of Mr..
Pontifex's cakes of backing with the
directions inside as to where his
sovereigns might be found inside their
penny pencil cases, it was not for
them that he was hunting, Yet, all
the same, 1t was treasure belonging
to Mr.. Pontifex which he was looking
for, viz, his daughter. For he and
Miralel Pontifex loved each other,
and Pontifex was stern parent of
the good old Surrey side style of
melodrama, and he laughed to scorn
the pretensions of Herbert Gay to an
mex his daughter and his ducats. But
Mirabel loved the young man, and,
consequently, they were reduced to
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