The Lee County journal. (Leesburg, Ga.) 1904-19??, 1909-01-01

OF all the men with whom he did bus
mess. This broker, Charlie Roberts,
reciprocated Stevenss courteous treat
ment by giving him the current gossip
Of the trade. AS Roberts sat down at
Stevens's desk, he seemed greatly put
out about something.
1--WE just come, he exclaimed, from
the telephone Loring & Company are
the queerest people ever did business
with"
Walter Stevens listened with inter-
est. Loring & Co., wer the makers
of Quaker Mocha
They're big buyers" Charlie ran
on, excitedly, "but they are bigger
cranks. You know they use a good
deal of San Panco coffee" Walter did
not know this, but he was willing to
learn, Two months ago our Office sold
them i've hundred bags Of San Panco
for April delivery Well, it happened
we could not get it. There has been a
revolution down there, and things are
all mixed up; so / told our folks to
tender them five hundred bags of
Orizaba Mexicans, the finest goods we
import, coffee worth three cents a
pound more than the goods they
bought, and as far as drinking quail
ity is concerned, actually worth ten
cents pound more than those rank
San Pancos!. ~
do you think they would take
them?" continued the broker heatedIy.
Not bit of it! They said they
bought San Pancos, and San Pancos
they must have. The rankest, greas-
lest coffee that comes out of Mexico.
Now what can you do with people like
that?"
Stevens went to lunch, thinking
What did it mean that Loring G Co.,
should refuse to take five hundred bags
OF very fancy" high-priced coffee to
fill a contract for five hundred bags of
a very low priced, rank, oily coffee
Then came the question Walter was
never tired of asking himself: DID
the circumstance have any bearing on
the Quaker Mocha blend? The query
assailed the new manager all the rest
of that day. He remembered the dis
astrous formula of Blakesler, in which
fifty percent Of San Panco had ruined
fifty percent of the finest Java.
For week all the time that could
be spared from his desk was spent up
in the roasting room Old John Sec
onded every experiment Loyalty, If
somewhat skeptically, and an air OF
mystery hung over everything on the
ninth floor, from the spice mills to the
ventilators. In few days, after much
abstraction and curtness in Walters
manner, his laugh took on new heart
mess and his step a livelier spring.
On the Saturday following the day on
which his broker dropped his ininites.
imal clue Walter called one q the lead
ing house statesmen to the testing
table.
"Ritchie," he began, 81 have new
coffee here I want you to try; two of
them, in fact. Sit down there and tell
me which is the better"
ut doesn't take long to tell what
that is" remarked Richie. Il run
against that every week, Walter; that's
Quaker Mocha" said he, pushing the
first cup aside without hesitation.
Nov what have you here?" Sitting on
the little stool, Richie whirled the
table enough to bring the second cut
under his nose, and put a spoon into
it. 1t was favored with cream and
sugar just as it would be when served
at the breakfast table. He looked at
ii, shifted it, and tasted it with the
air of man on whose judgment much
depends. Walter" said he, you're
trying to work me, old fellow"
What do you mean?"
81 mean you have set two cups of
Quaker Mocha in front of me, and you
are trying to see whether l will say
there is any difference Walter, be-
hind his spectacles, laughed dryly.
That's all l wanted to know, jim
There's no use trying to fool you, is
there?" said the young manager; but
he went back to the roasting room as
fast as the elevator could carry him.
Monday morning the house statesmen
were called, one after another, to the
testing table in the coffee department
At noon Walter ordered kettles
emptied, cups wiped, tables cleared
and polished, and new service set
forth in the neatest possible STYLE
He then sent upstairs for Mr.. Ralph
Glarkson, who came down moment
later as imperturbable as ever.
"Mr. GARRISON" said Walter, will
you be good enough to give me your
opinion on the qualities of these two
colIees?" He pointed to two cups on
the table, brown, hot and fragrant
The head of the house of Clarkson sat
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