The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1911-03-04


really William Ulysses Clifford Jones'"
Jones inspected the cigar slowly
while Hudson inspected him.
Jones removed the band gingerly
and deposited 1t in a little green tin
box which he produces from his
pocket.
MRS. Jones always wants me to
save the bands, sir" he explained
"She pastes them on saucers, jugs,
bottles, ash-trays, and things of that
sort, sir"
Hudson was taken aback at the slow
and laborious mannerisms Of the
caller.
"Well, what can / do for you, Mr..
Jones?" he snapped
81 have a fine idea for advertising
Bonanza for you, sir" said Jones with
sudden start. "If you can use it,
will you pay for it?"
81 am sorry, Bonanza is all sold
out. Every lot is gone. There is no
need of advertising it any more
Miss Layne coughed hard.
Jones looked as If he wanted to re-
turn the unsmoked portion of the
cigar, and rose to go. Hudson stared
hard at him. Jones underwent sud
den change and settled back in the
chair
"Well," he said, 81 didn't know that
Bonanza was selling as fast as all
that"
"Why?' demanded Hudson.
Because" said Jones, gently, when
l was paying teller of the bank In one
of the beach towns, an agent came out
there and could not sell a foot, or
rather, gallon of it. One man went
out to look at the lots and came back
with wet feet and bad cold, stating
that the only way to see that kind oil
real estate is to wear divers suit"
'Well, Mr.. Jones, there has been a
little water on some of the property
but we have had pretty high tides
lately" replied Hudson languidly.
"Say, what do they expect for seven
hundred dollars per lot, anyway? Ten
dollars down and the balance easy.
Jones' face almost exploded in a
scattering, but noiseless laugh and
settled back instantly.
"You may go to lunch, Miss Layne,
said Hudson. "Mr. Jones, would like
to have a heart to heart talk with
YOU. and we will lunch together when
"Say, Jones, were you really paying
teller in that bank?" asked Hudson
in an undertone, as soon as the door
had closed behind the girl.
u "Why, of course not" said jones'
with a broad smile. mo, sir"
"Cut out that Sir business au.
monished Hudson. 81 have slzed you
up. You are live wire and nrsI,
class make-believer. You are on all
right, all right"
"Sure," laughed Jones. "But never
} unravel in front Of strange stenos-
HFine policy, that" chuckled Hud-
son. But Miss Layne is all rlghC,
and she is there with the blun every
time. No, old man, Bonanza is as
dead as door-nail But that Is pc
tween YOU and me. Subdividing is
done to death and 1 am looking for
other pastures to force nice green
dollar crop. Just Look across the
street In great, big letters you can
read for yourself the names OF SIX
! development companies, twelve sand
LOT paradises, two new ideal GENE,
teries with southern exposures ana
a fine view of the ocean. It's time lot
something different than submarine
real estate | am looking for some
thing strong, something stirring, some
thing"
"Something with new talking points
s+rong directors, and special selling
ideas" added Jones, now completely
Transformed. 81 think l know some,
thing that will interest you. VIII
Surnisb the ideas, you contribute the
avnenses. circumference and Vocapu
larry" ia 11,d
son. 81 notice that all good promoters
are we'll provided with emoonpolht
What is your weight ON the, hoor'
Jones?" ,,ob+ 4,
"Two hundred twenty, live weight.
"And | am two-forty. HIM, four nun
dred and sixty pounds pressure oughl
TO count. Well, let us see what lueas
we can use this pressure on,
} Iet us incorporate something anu
sell stock" said Jones. .r,
"Holy smoke" gasped Hudson:
that YOUR most brilliant scheme
Don't YOU suppose l have thought Oh
that?" ,oos "R,h
= there are BLOChb anu oNCNAHN'
Won overlooked the fact that | am
! man of ideas" Ia,
ct have not seen anything extra
bright emanating from your brain, az
vet" laughed Hudson, but, OF COURSE 15
we have only known each oIner 'ei
minutes" a hin,
Jones removed his coat, helped MN
self to another cigar, threw the pane pane
in the waste basket this time hS S5,so
his feet up in close proximity to MISS
}, Layne's orange, and said: ,.,nu.
"The panic put a lot of good Things
,loan I have a list of hot PROPOSE
tons lying in comatose state wait
asay, pardon my interrupting you
Jones, but where is your ONCE? ask
ed Hudson. ., o.od
fright here, if you like" answered
: Jones, slapping the desk with hano
as large as an apple pie. "Bonanza
: is not in bad, is it?"