The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-02-17
WHEN \ AM RICH
 by Roy Mason. Copyright G. W Dillingham; Company, 19O9)

CT game with the last IOrCy cents He had in the world. After he had lost the money, one of his opponents. whC was sitting at that moment with three kings under his left leg, had rendered him this parting bit of advice:
 Its all a matter of nerve, my lad. If you put a grave enough face on t, the time, you can't lose. Everybody will lay down before you, and mo- body can't refuse you nothin'."
 Thanks said Chester, "the advice is worth forty cents for the double negatives alone. I'm extremely in- debted to you.'
 Not at all. Not at an," replied the stranger affably, adroitly filling his hand with the three kings as tile others gazed at Chester. '"That's a straight tip I'm giving ye." Chester walked the streets that i night and philosophical. NOW" he reflected, eff I were a whole load of hay, you couldn't find g. straw of money in me. I'm down at rock bottom, and I'm going to be- gin all over again. Also, shall take the advice of. that gambler, who in his own line of business. The way 1 to succeed is to initiate those who are succeeding, and to learn from them l remember a particularly successful 1 fellow in college wh, -.sed to sit up l in. the window ot his room in the dormitory at night, and pray vocifer- ously for someone to come and feed him until one of us shouted up: oh Perry Langham, come down and eat 1 I disapprove of the inactiveness ot his campaign, but I like his blind l get some clothes" l It was in pursuance of this con.- mendable plan that Chester's steps carried him to Broadway after his l interview with the policeman, and uE 1 that crowded thoroughfare to where the line of fashionable tailor shops begins. He selected one because the sign Cutting & Cutting" attracted 1 him.
 l Its rather monotenous title,' he
 muttered, but so appropriate.'
 He entered and inquired for MT l Cutting.
 I'm MT. Cutting" replied the mar
 whose suave manners concealed {
 ratural acerbity of temper. "Wha
 10 you want? A job?" l ''No,'' said Chester, yawning slight ly, tI want some clothes.'' "You look it, retored MT. Cutting
 'You may make me-" continued Chester imperturbably disregardil1s
 the Interruption, -four suits"
 "Yes, I may" sneered the taller
 s.ccentuating the last word.
 And again you may not, yol
 mean," observed Chester urbane1y e
 see. It is on much the same prin
 ciple that Hotspur said to GIendower
 when the latter claimed the abilit
 to call spirits from the vastly deep.
 And so can I, and so can any mai
 But will they come when you d.
 call for them?"
 MT. Cutting was puzzled. He di rot know what poet this appara:, , tramp was quoting, but sounded un usuals And then this strange youn
 man was wearing patent leathe pumps.
 'I perceive,' said Chester, follow , ing up his advantage, that you wouI
 be conforted by an explanation C !. my rather unusual attire.'' , Your costume certainly is strange, a said the tailor, 'but may have bee f mistaken in taking you for a par handler. Forgive me- , He held out his hand
 It was Chesters turn to be SUI prised, but he grasped the proffera f hand in silence.
 'fI thought so,'' chuckled the acut c Mr. Cutting. Your hand is soft F, aud it is clean" q "And," completed Chester sugges Q lively, "it is not very long since tf . election"
 2 Forgive me- repeated MT. Cuttin: F, this time with apparent sincerity.
 see. An election bet. What clothe . can make you?" @ 1T want a frock coat, an evenir q coat, a dinner coat, and a busine: g suit" said Chester. a Trousers % suggested MT. Cuttin : Fancy vests?"
 f "I have overcome the fancy for u : present." answered Chester who lacl 2 ed one. "Of course I want the oth; e suits complete.''
 ; He selected the cloth, and retice a to a partitioned closet to be mea V ured.
 !; ''You might allow little som, . thing for some underwear" he r, , marked amiably to the stupifie o measurer.
 Every well, sir. Rather cold tn z weather without isn't it?'S