The Nevada County picayune., 1911-06-09

the deal.
 Elizabeth's eyes twinkled mischiev- ously as they rested on the woe-begone face of the young man. Then:
 Sic semper tyrannis.' she whis- pered, blushing tremendously.
 Bully" cried John-and the waiting caddies set off in high disgust at the unprofessional conduct of these two who pretended to play golf.
 Joseph w. Barr tilted back his chair, adjusted his feet comfortably on the opened drawer of his desk and read for the third time 8 cipher message which the telegraph clerk of Willis, Barr & Co. had pust brought in to him.
 It's from young John at Palm Beach, Willis he explained to his partner. The boy has stumbled into something in connection with Urban Traction, but hes devilish ineoberent Wants to come up here or me to como down there-'personal.' he says, and cant send details by wire
 Why don't you run down to Palm Beach, MT Barr? You haven't had a day off in months. Perhaps the boy is lonesome-and he may have some news worth while
 "Itll do you good, anyway" added Willis There's nothing doing here just now"
 I'll do it." said Barr, with quick de cision. And the same evening found him slipping away to the south.
 With some confusion of words but with straightforward manliness, John told Barr the uttermost details ot the "syndicate's" scheme He did not fail 10 lay bare the real purpose of the deal nor did he forget to mention his promise to Elizabeth that her father should suffer no actual loss.
 He touched this part of his commu- nication 60 tactfully that the egg, shaped little broker, who had been striving with increasing difficulty to keep eountenanee, finally broke into q gale of laughter
 Johns face grew long He was half inclined to be offended at such a reception of his plans But little by little. as he watched breeze after breeze of mirth sweep his chief, the real humor of the whole situation bore in on him. and he was soon paying laugh for laugh.
 'I can't help it. John. Damn just can't" cried Barr. mopping up the tears which coursed down his fat cheeks.
 "Me-a buccaneer--a pirate-an old Captain Kidd-butting into a deal as Cupid. And money. money every where, and not q solitary white chip for me And he went off into an- other spasm with John in close pur- suit.
 The eyes opened at last. shining with good will, and fat friendly hand went out to John.
 Young John said the litle broker. quietly. you've got to have that girl; she's worthy your fathers son. We'll put this thing through so ship-shape that old Rogers will be proud of both of you. For we'll buy the Suburban for him cheaper than he could get it himself; and I'll gamble he'll be a friend of mine, too, when it's all over. Now, that's enough of that. l want you to take me out and introduce me to the girl"
 They found Elizabeth hidden away in a corner of the big piazza. She arose to meet them. and John began, bit diffidently:
 This is MT Barr, Bess-Miss Rog- CTS"
 "The syndicate's broker, Miss Rog, CTS" interrupted Barr, with such se- verely professional air that both the girl and John forgot the little awk- wardness of the situation and laughed heartily with the little man.
 When John left them few minutes later they were deep in a discussion of the value of various girth cinches for eross-eountry work.
 An hour passed, and Barr. arraFed in knickeroockers and very jaunty golf cap. hustled into Johns office.
 Where are your golf sticks. John 9" He was almost breathless from his haste. We've just time for eighteen holes before sunset.
 I'm sorry, began John, but I've got these accounts to fix up"
 "Nobody's asked you 10 go. said Barr, grimly, grabbing the golf bag. I've got to attend 10 some details of the syndicate matter with Miss Rogers, Does this cap look all right? Had to borrow il of the bell boy
 Straight now--is it O K aBeried the little man, anxiously, pushing the cap from one ear to the other in an eXces of zeal
 Its fine laughed John You look like the sultan of Suiu By love I'm getting jealous. l am.
 You'd better be" panted Barr. And John watched him hurr:. away 10 meet Elizabeth on the lawn. He made q