Saturday news. (Watertown, S.D.) 19??-19??, 1910-04-15

her brown eyes. Don't let them beat
you. Smash them hard! She made
| gesture with her soft, white hands
to illustrate what she wished him to
do. The Cherub smiled. IN
"But you will not run away while
I am gone. Will your he demanded. 1
Perhaps Motif you smash them
hard enough. Hurry! He is start
mgr
She whirled him about by the shoul
ders and pushed him toward the door,
Hold on. Nick. I'm comingr shout,
ed the Cherub.
The countess ran down the steps
and tossed package to him.
II almost forgot" she said breath.
lessly. IT wanted to ask you to sell
those for me. They're some stocks
or bonds or something, and l want
them sold. That's ALL" 1t; 4
The inner works Of the vehicle be,
gan to whir violently, the big car
leaped forward, and moment later
the Countess Vecchi could see only a
little cloud of dust that showed
through the trees lining the road to
the village.
It remained for train boy to dis
close just how the public viewed the
crisis In Mr. Devine's affairs Half.
way to the city the boy came aboard
with the early afternoon editions
From the headlines 1t was evident
that the disturbance in Wall street
had become popular topic, the sensa-
ton Of the hour.
One enterprising journal INDUCED In
a half page cartoon. which was sup.
posed to represent the situation. 1t
was entitled ''Plucking a Cherub.'' A
scandalous caricature Of Mr. Devine
1t was, showing him most inadequate.
ly clothed. but possessed Of pair: Of
wings from which a group Of bad
boys were gleefully pulling what few
feathers remained, while the victim
rubbed his fists into tear leaking eyes
and made no attempt at defense.
"Oh, my, ny!' and Mr.. Devine rock
ed mtrthfully over the cartoon
1T would be. funnier If it wasn't 50
ID near the TRUTH growled Wal
loway. ''Of course l don't know Just
how deep you've plunged on this P.
q. and N. deal. but gathered that
you'd gone in rather steep"
'Yes,'' admitted the Cherub more
soberly, Il have In fact, it's the big
gest thing l ever tackled"
Nick Walloway gazed at him iincred.
ulously. And right in the middle of
1t you take day off to feed the swans
at Hewington Acres!
'I'd take a year off if it was neces-
sary."
Young Mr.. Wailoway paled little.
"Devine," he began hesitatingly, tits
Its the countess, isn't it?'
The pink in the Cherub's chubby
cheeks flashed up behind his ears
THE countess" he exclaimed
Why. she's way out of my class.
Nick! Oh, she's about hundred per
cent too good for me aristocratic, re
fined. old faIa.iy and all that. Why!
she wouldn't look ut me, Nicki You
know she wouldn't
II know that you've been looking at
her and-and' Something was In
terfering with the speech Of young Mr. {
Wallcway. However. he mastered the
difficulty. Suddenly reaching out, he
grasped the Cherub's right hand and
gave it crushing grip. II II wish
you luck. old man. 81 s. 3g;
Perhaps Mr. Devine was little sur.
prised by this unexpected display OF
emotion from the usually reserved
young man. IF he was he brushed 1t
aside 5s=34
Luck nothing, Nick! Much obliged
for your good wishes, my boy, but r
haven't the ghost Of a show. Now, IT,
4 was q chap like you there'd be some
hope for me- Say. Nick. wonder you
never took
Beg pardon. Devine. but let's stick
TO the point. l should not presume TO-
intrude my advice on personal mat
tiers, buts IL i were you would drop
e Ri. y; q. nd NJ until you can give your.
whole tinie and thought to the bust
ness. Why don't Won pun Quit ri
4 The Cherubt ceased to stare dreamily.
4 Nick. he said abruptly .sI'li tell you
something. I've changed my plans.
4 I'm going to- do something besides
speculate nsthaf stock I'm going to-
buy that road, and I've got to get
control before next Friday noon.
Cherub,, you're crazy. It's inpossis
BILE! Why the Bates- Rimmer crowd
1scooped i III, tyvo-ff ths Of the stock yes
sterday so, they sa You know; what
that means wreck 1t, wiring IT
dry The snaIl outside holders ha ve
been tnmbiing oser each other to un.S
load See, here and he pointed to q
newspaper on his knee fl fly lots of
ferna during the first half hour today
and the qnntatt ions dropping BY guar
ter points by. you can't stop EN-, 1
man. They've got ron on the run. n
sas 8 es, yes Il looks like 4, know
But walt until We had q chance III
them. Let me think this thing over.
"A Nicholas Walloway withdrew
into his corner of the smoking com