Bisbee daily review., 1911-06-24
SILAS OF HEBRON VALLEY
A Wall Street Deal and What
 1t Brought Him.
By M. ,. PHILLIPS.

John C. Davidson. with his cleanR Shaven. eOmeiy face. cleft chin. blua eyes and firm jaw. might have been from appearances an actor. He might have been mistaken for a popular preacher or a professional baseball player. His age was apparently any where between thirty and fifty years
 He had the air Of good living and prosperity which the man of the world s supposed to wear
 All guesses as to his profession. how ever. would probably have gone wide of the mark. He was senior member sf the firm of Davidson X Cole of WaIi street. a firm which bore rather shady reputation. Even now he wa hurrying home from hunting trip in Maine which had been cut short bv The lip, irregularly received. of a big
 killing" to be made the next day or the Stock Exchange
 In other words. Davidson & Cole were preparing to garner several hun dred thousand dollars because the Hiil- mans and the Silvers were about to close in death grapple for the control of the New York and Western Each faction held about one-thirh of the stock. Specuiators and investors held the other third. mostly in small blocks. The SiIvers needed tine road. it was said. to stifie its chances of becoming a dangerous competitor. The HiIlman crowd desired it for those very possi- biiities
 The stock was down to 3T: but. ac- eording to the Information gleaned by the brokers. the Siivers were prepared to pay I50 if necessary for the shares constituting the balance of power.
 Despite the suspicion which attached to him on Wall street. Davidson's face was one people instinctively liked and trusted. When. at q remote junction point. Siias Ashlar entered the smoker of the train. shaking the snowfiakes from his uisier-it was midwinter and storming-he took the seat beside the broker.
 Ashlar was twenty-five. and his good Ratured face. uAchiseled by the stress of city life. was round and iEaEiatured, yet withal tlrere was native shrewdness in ii and frank honesty.
 Davidson was a man to inspire not only confidence. but condolences. Be sides. he was in the mood for conversa- ton. Tn the course of half an hour the i country youth was unburdening him ! self to this agreeable stranger as he | had never talked to his closest friend. |
 T live over to Hebron Valley. in Yer l mont" he said. I'm clerk in old man ] Briggs general store; been workin ] there since was fourteen. The old l man wants 10 retire now. and I'd like l to buy the business
 T see" rejoined Davidson politely
 Silas bent tattoo with clumsy fin gers on tue window sill and smiled with embarrassment before he proceed ed 'sThere's-there's a girl. you know l
 Indeed. Briggs daughter. sup poseg"
 '.So. Jennie Gardner We're-we're l engaged. you see. That's why want tie store"
 "Feel as if you'd ought Co be set up in tusiAoss bofnTa rar merry. eh2'' 1 GIerled Jhe br'aer. sr .ittle.
 well. np. .yl't -l the young man geiuctGutF Jennie don't. neither dOe.s aer Eia But her father-- Ae's John Gardner. the banker there at Hebron-he don't ike me; thinks ain't got money enough. guess. Then there's another fellow. the postmaster. ] he wants Jenny to marry"
 Davidsons interest quickened. why don't you run away with the glrl?" he asked
 '-She wclf do it. She's afraid of her fsthef. Sc is her mother. for that ma, ter He's hard man"
 He'd tse satisfied to let you marry ii you owned the stOreT"
 'Yes, and that's just some more or his mea8neSs." returned Silas "Hc thinks it's impossible for me t6- buy it CT he wouldn't say so. All I got's SJO0 Briggs wants s2.00o. Pm goiB' down to New Ydrs- tO see If can't raise il. I've heard of money being made pretty quick on WaH street.
 They'd get your hay in about iwel- ty minutes on Wall street. responded Davidson decisiFely. T know be- cause that's where I hang out. Rg. see here. Ashlar I've got a iu.e sporting 1.ood in my veins. and I've been under dog myself Suppose ' !, heip you down ri.s tupenny bankerT '-Say. if yOu only wouldr'
 .VerY well Let's have your fvr hundred. Therr's something on fer tomorrow. and maybe can clean Up your ittia pile for you during the ez oite-ncrf trr you willing fo tTIs; Q and take fhe cilanceZ'
 Ashiar's answer was to draw. w...h trembling fingers. a bulky envelope from sn inner llprizef and pass if over fo tho bratrr. who tore it open and counted the contents dexterously. There WIS s5GO in the package in . well fhHmi,ed tens nd twenties.
 Ire broker slowed the money away srs produced g bit of pasteboar7 -sTIeres my address he said. hand ysg the catd Co AsfIiar. "Y0u come to r.iat n.rznser day after tomorrow 1t |.