The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1910-10-10

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"You will need barrel Of the stuff
In about three minutes II you don't
come down with my casbp gently re-
marked Mrs. Simpkins.
at Is estimated, my dear woman"
he went on, with the same bland smile
on his face. that the population of
the world numbers about 100000
bald heads from day to day. Our re-
storer is put up in quart bottles. Ev-
cry bald head will buy. and the sales
will be at least Goo,ooo,oOo bottles
year. Is takes three bottles to do the
business"
Mrs. Simpkins held up n warning fin-
ger. but the major continued:
THE clear profit is $1.75 per bottle.
You can figure from this the gross.
The diamond mines of Golconda were
peanut compared to the G. A. II. r.
All, my dear londlady, your ship has
come in at last"
Ordered to Halt.
"Stop right there, you deceiverw
"You had every confidence in my In
tegrity when / was hard up. You saw
how it was, and you never presented
bill. You used to send me little
lunches of cold chicken aud jam to my
room on the sly, and In thousand
ways you made 1t home to me. Yes,
you did and now
"And now there will be something
doing" she finished in a menacing
way.
"Yes; my dear, there will be. pro-
pose to make you secretary of the com
pany at salary of 100000 a year.
and IL you do not wear sables and dia-
monds It will be your own fault.
Months ago you cast your bread upon
the waters. 1t Hoated about long
time, but it struck Major Crofoot at
last. / extend my hand and offer YOU
my congratulations. You lost SIS and
gained S2OOOO0w
Mrs. Simpkins cast her eyes around
the room In search of some deadly
weapon.
"Come to your labors Monday morn
ing. You can have an advance Of
$4,000 if you wish to buy a brown
stone front and furniture. Go home
and tell your boarders to skate. Never
more the boarding house for you. You
thought Major Crofoot an migrate, a
skirlS, a deadbeat, but you see how
you misjudged him, though shall not
ask you to apologize"
"Are you going to pay me that $1S,
lyou old soft soaper and deadbeat?"
"That $1s!" gasped the major as he
glanced furtively at the door. "Heav-
ems, woman, but you don't want me 10
believe that you have lost your witsl
In return for the S1S ! offer you a
Gigantic fortune, and yet you hesitate.
AS secretary your duties will be very
light--very light. All youll have to
do is to see that every bottle is tightly
corked before it goes out. Woman,
can't You be made to understand
Mrs. simpkins Menaees.
Mrs. Simpkins rose up and dropped
the cape Off her shoulders, and with a
resigned lcok the major retreated q
step and said:
Every well, lady. Some one ha,
made you believe III of me, and shall
say no more ut this time. You shal
have your money"
"No check, major. 1t wouldn't b,
worth sawdustp
"You shall have your money and IL
gold. ] will go upstairs TO the treas
urer of the G. A. ii. r. and get 1t. ani
in gold at that. 1t will pain me tC
ipart with you thus, but you will have
IL so. Sit down-back in moment"
'If you try any tricks
Tho grand promoter left the Office
and Mrs. Simpkins waited. The min
utes passed, but she held on. She haC
hunted the major for weeks, and sh,
would take no chances now. Hour!
followed the minutes, but she was still
there. 1t was only at the end of foul
long hours and when an office boy
poked his head In the door, and whis
pered "Sold again. that she acted
She upset the stove, tipped over thu
desk, laid the office safe on its bacl
and tore down the calendar. Then She
walked out and downstairs.
From doorway on the other side o.
the street Major Crofoot watched hel
go. His vigil had been a long one, ant
his legs were tired. He ascended tn,
stairs and viewed the wreck of the Of
fee and smiled. He had saved SIS
and he estimated the damage at only
10 cents. He was far ahead of thu
game