The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-06-04

hate work as much as you like 1t, Dnt at that, I had a good, hard try. You may not think so, but l did, ana l found out that they don't pay enough for man to live decently on for any work that I can do. |.
 Have you ever tried living in a six-dollar-a-week New York board ing-house ?" he went on after sil- ence. "I have. I kept books In a flsh-market for nine dollars week, and I tried to pay laundry bills and ciothe myself on the other three. Did the whole thing-you know-only one schooner of beer day and made my own cigarettes. didn't have to get to work until five in the morning and I lasted eight weeks at the job before I was taken sick, That shows what a groat constitution I have. I've tried all the jobs that are open to 2 1.ra,, nan and the higher mathematicssh shipptng clerk. time-keeper, cashier-afl Of elfa, and I tell you, Harry, decided that I'd rather die than live the way had to on such wages. -'ss-s
 'E thought had a chance. when was taken i'll at the flSh-narket. . Duncan continued, ''bMt there was nothing doing-I was well aguin in two weeks. Perhaps a fellow can stand those boarding -honses when he's brought up to- them. but when you've been used to the :, other, It's nnbe4rable-flthy rooms, awful grub He shuddered and shook his hand before his face. as if trying to shut out. the vision. - .tsss.e .ea,.
 HAnd that's what you're thinking of going back to P" inquired Kellogg. sug- positively. longer" declared Duncan, firmly. "But I'm. fS1a level I'd rather fry the East River or turn the gas on. What g the use? That's the way feelr
 His head dropped again despond- entity, and Kellogg stood up energeti- cally as relief to his impatience.
 "Oh, rot!' he snapped. ..Au you want is way to earn some money.
 "No, get it," corrected Nats sTn never be able to earn it. Iscan't thtnk of anything I wouldn't do to get it. I wish understood the burglar busi- ness," he added. gloomily, as he reach ed for one of Kellogg's cigarettes from the open box on the table and lighted 1 T know a way; if you're not. too particular. observed HaxTE,: lightly, .'that you can be worth a million in a year"
 halfway. to the cigarette and let it 'sss ssay vt that a agstn." s he d dsmandsd. s
 "You can be worth a million dol- lars in one year." declared Kellogg. slowly, and tapping tlI& words out with hiG finger 1on. the tA lele. l Nat laughed and lighted his cigar cite. He blew a cloud of smoke to- ward the ceiling before saying:
 Yes, but what would they do with me. 4 if I were M ada,,, carght7' ,...,.. .,n.,...a Kellogg. hastily; tits done everyday. Why, I've thought this scheme over for years, and I'll bet anything it will work-a fellow like you couldn't fail. Would you like to try it?''
 "oh, don't kid me, Harry" protest ed Duncan.
 But Kellogg's mood was thoroughly earnest.
 'I was never more serious in my life," he said, "ahd if you want to try it and will follow the rules give you. I'll guarantee you'll be million aire in a year"
 'I'l follow all the rules in the world" shouted Duncan, springing to his feet. Come on-I'm getting pal- pitation of the heart. What have I got to do?"
 Marry. said Kellogg, shortly. Nat stopped short in his enthusiasm and stared at him in disgust and dis
 'Marry!" he shouted. Mary who ?''
 "A girl with a million" explained Harry, calmly.
 Duncan dropped into his chair. af- ter a scornful glance at his friend and leaned forward with his elbows on his knees. staring at the rug.
 Say, Harry, it's a shame to stir me up like that" he said. "I thought you were on the square, for a min ute."
 "But Pm not stirring you up; mean exactly what I say" protested Kellogg. earnestly.
 Duncan turned to look at him inn patiently over one shoulder.
 ''Oh. come off!" he growled. "Do you suppose a girl with million would take a chance on me?' 'Tm sure of it,' declared Harry, impressively.
 well, what's the matter with her: q" demanded Nat, and Kellogg laughed at his impetuosity.
 There is no particular her," he explained. "You can take your pick. I've no more idea who she is than you have" ''This is pet scheme of mine," he went on, az Duncan looked more and more hopelessly n1ystified. Have you ever lived in a small country town with one measly hotel. about twenty stores. and five churches? We'll, I have. Did you ever think of what be- comes of the young people that grow
 "I haven't worried much about them as yet" admitted Nat I've had troubles of my own most of the time.f
 Well, then, let me tell you," con- tinued Kellogg, land this is what the whole idea is based on. The boys who've got stuff in 'em get out and become the biggest men in our cities. The yaps stay there and clerk in fath- CTS store. But it's not so easy for the girls to get away. A few of them do by going to boarding-schools and col- leges and marrying some chaps from a city, but most of them have to stay at home. Why, by the time the kids are old enough to think of getting married, there isn't small country town in America where you won't find four times as many girls as boys and such boys! There isn't one in ten that girl who's got any sense at all could force herself to marry. Do you see?" he went on, eagerly. "De- mand forty times the supply. Do you good-looking old maids in country towns as there are in cities? It's a fact-because, wheSA they were young, they couldn't lower themselves enough to accept what was left in the local market"
 "I begin to see what you're driving at" admitted Duncan
 "Of course you don' declared Harry, enthusiastically, "and you'll see it more as go along. Now, you take a young chap from the city with a good appearance, educated, more or less of a gentleman, who doesn't talk a Q Uyo o