Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1908-04-10

NO." said Walter; st am going on
business
lie was rather glad to let his compan-
ION know that he. too, was in business
You're young to be in business said
his companion. what sort of business
is it,"
Il am agent for Flint & Pusher, a New
York firm"
Publishers, amt they?"
Yes, SIR
walters companion was young man
OF twenty-five or possibly a year or two
Older. He was rather fashily attired,
with cutaway coat and a low-cut vest,
double-breasted, across which gittered
massive chain, which might have been
gold, or might only have been gilt, since
all that glitters is not gold At any rate,
it answered the purpose of making a
show. His cravat was snowy, and his
whole appearance indicated absence of
| good taste A cautious employer would
scarcely have selected him from a crowd
of applicants for confidential position.
Walter was vaguely conscious of this.
Still he had seen but little of the world,
End felt incompetent to judge others.
Are you going right through to CleVe-
land?" inquired the stranger
No; | think | shall stop at Buffalo.
want to see Niagara Falls"
That's right, Better see them They're
stunning"
Il suppose you have been there?" said
| Walter, with some curiosity.
| ooh, yes, several times. I've great
mind to go again and show you around,
but l don't know if | can spare so long
time from business"
Il should like your company" said
| Walter, politely; but l don't want to
| interfere with your engagements"
I'm think of it, and see how l can
| arrange Matters" said the other.
Walter was not particularly anxious
| for the continued society of his present
companion. He was willing enough to
talk with him, but there was something
in his appearance and manner which pre-
vented his being attracted to him. He
turned away and began to view the seen
cry through which they were passing. The
stranger took out newspaper, and APP
peared to be reading attentively. Half
an hour passed thus without word being
spoken on either side. At length his COM
panion folded up the paper
DO you smoker" he asked.
| No." said Walter.
Il think I'll go into the smoking car
and smoke a cigar. | should like to offer
you one if you will take one"
mo, thank you," said Walter; Il don't
smoke, and | am afraid my first cigar
wouldn't give me much pleasure"
"I'll be back in few minutes. Fer
| haps you'd like to look over this paper
while l am gone"
Thank YOU" said Walter.
He took the paper-an illustrated week
| ly-and looked over the pictures with con-
| siderable interest. He had just COM
menced reading a story when boy pass
ed through the car with a basket OF
oranges and apples depending from his
arm.
Oranges :" he called out, look
ing to the right and left in quest of Gus
| toners.
The day was warm, and through the
open window dust had blown into the
car. Walters throat felt parched, and
the oranges looked tempting.
"How much are your oranges he IN
CURED.
give cents apiece, or three for dime
answered the boy. .-..
IN take three" said Walter, reflect
ing that he could easily dispose or Two
himself, and considering that it would
only be polite to offer one to his compan-
ion whose paper he was reading, when
he should return.
| ..IJoro ora three nice ones" said the
| how nicking them out and placing them
in our hero's hands.
Walter felt in his vest pocket, thinking
he had a little change there. lie proved
to be mistaken. There was nothing in
that pocket except his railway tickets
Next, of course, he felt for his pocket
book, but he felt for it in vain. lie
started in surprise.
II thought my pocketbook was in that
nocket" he reflected. Can it be in the
| other?'
He felt in the other pocket, but search
here was equally fruitless. He next <elt
nervously in the pocket OF his coat,
+bouoh he was sure he couldn't have put
his nocketbook there. Then it flashed
upon him, with a feeling of dismay, that
no had lost his pocketbook and all his
remaining money. How or where, he
oonld not possibly imagine, for the sudden
ness of the discovery quite bewildered
him.
az won't take the oranges" he said to
tbe boy. Il can't find my money.
(To be continued)
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