The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1911-07-13
Copyright 1909. by the Bobb,-Merin Co.

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"well. here you see it," said Mr..
Purser deprecatingly. II might drive
you for hours. and it's all just like
this"
"What is II worth?' asked Kelvin.
81 reckon l could turn over a thou
sand acres Of 1t runnin' around forty
and fifty dollars an acre"
"A thousand acres" mused Kelvin.
How much money, on the average, do
make yearT'
That's pretty nigh n personal ques-
don. amt it?"
ITS a business question" returned
Kelvin. IL want to buy all this sort
OF land you can secure within eighty
FIVE miles of Broadway. I'd like TO
hire you for one year to represent me
exclusively In this matter. How much
do you wantT
"Well." said Mr.. Purser, slowly cal.
culating, last year made nigh on TO
$4,000 in commissions"
every good" said Kelvin. "Ill give
you FIVE thousand for this year. be-
ginning now. Do you suppose you
tan save me the amount Of your sal
aryT
'1 reckon could" said Mr.. Purser.
'I reckon there amt anybody on this
island can dicker for property as good
as can"
"It's bargain. then, is it?" inquired
Kelvin.
"Yes. reckon It is. Begins right
now, don't it?"
Begins right now"
II think that will be about all for
the present" said Kelvin and rose to
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seP CHAPTER XVI.
THB stranger went back to New
York on the same train with
Kelvin. AS was quite natural,
4 be took the subway where Kel-
win did and followed into the same
car. He also left the train at the same
uptown station, and Kelvin noticed
with frown that he followed up the
street. When Kelvin and Sam turned
in at their hotel, however, the man
passed on, and Phillip convinced him
self that the thing had been merely
coincidence. II did seem to him, how
eer, that wherever he went recently
he found some poorly dressed stranger
with him, always a different man, but
always having that indefnable air of
being a workman out Of job.
That night the stranger In an obscure
lodging house wrote a long and la
boriously scrawled letter, which he
afterward translated into cipher, TO
George Blagg at Forest Lakes, and
Kelvin In his splendidly furnished
apartments at the expensive Bsplanade
wrote a full report of his days doings
TO Henry Breed. also at Forest Lakes.
Kelvin seemed to be going in rather
extensively for real estate, for the
morning found him poring over an
immense hand drawn map Of New
York city whereon three large sec
tions were blackly shaded. While he
was copying some figures one Patsy
McCalken, q red faced man with a
mole on his nose, was announced. To
him Kelvin displayed the blot over
which he had been busy and asked
pertinent questions about II.
10 "Its no use. Mr.. Kelvin" announced
Mr.. McCalken. IL don't know who's
behind you unless it's old Henry
Breed, but the man don't live that
can swing them precincts away from
the big chief. And you say there's
naYthin' doin with him"
|"But they're your precincts" object
ed Kelvin. "I am told that they lie
In the hollow OF your hand that they
vote as you tell them to the last man;
that they'd follow you into the river"
Mr.. McCalken only grinned. ANY
how, there's no chance on earth. no
matter how much was--no matter how
strong the arguments that might be
held out"
"All right, then" concluded Kelvin
briskly. "If you can't swing that dis
trict to my principal I'll have to take
II away from you" .-.-.-
Mr.. McCalken's grin became a guf-
faw. when you do that" said he.
taking his hat, "Ill say you're a big
ger man than Dick Croker ever was"
1--WE expect to make Mr.. Croker a
dim and faded memory Of Ineffective
ness" announced Kelvin, smiling and
looking at his watch
His next caller was Of a different
type. "Hello, Pellman," said Phillip
heartily, coming forward TO shake
hands with him. TITS as good to see
you as 1t was 10 hear your voice over
the phone the other day. How are
things coming with your
Rotten, thank you," confessed Pell.
man, with wry smile II don't mind
admitting that you broke me so com
pletely can't start anything bis