Idaho County free press. [volume] (Grangeville, Idaho Territory) 1886-current, 1912-01-04

Yesterday. up to the LIST Of the
month" replied Rollins. "WhyY'
Because there are to be no more.
Collect your fat rate and keen n
without a single exception. we've
won.''
Rebate to the United Food com.
pany. as usual. Rollins" interrupted
Breed. with chuckle. THAT'S nv
only profit on bread now. you know.
since Kelvin reduced 1t to cost. And
rebate in cash. Rollins. always in
cash.
But don't quite understand" pro-
tested Rollins. Cant they legislate
against us effectively now?"
Scarcely" returned Kelvin, with a
smile. "since we ourselves are the law
making body. SO long as we keep the
public from clamoring too much to
their servants in Washington. I've
just purchased stock in the govern
ment-former assets of Heppertion and
Raymer and their fellow bandits-to
give us control"
Rollins looked troubled. Il don't
like IT, he said.
NONSENSE" declared Kelvin. Were
using 1t to good end. You can estab-
lish your fat rate now as you planned
IN the first place. We're going to be-
gin the battle Of the trusts in earnest"
1.-THE battle Of the trusts" repeated
Rollins musingly. 1T sounds interest
ing at least
1T won't be. though" replied KEEL
vim. with contempt. There will be no
battle whatever. I'm merely going to
chloroform them on the eve Of the
presidential nomination. About the
most popular idea that was ever nut
before the vast. unsuccessful maiori-
ty OF the voting public is the graded
property tax. Well. I'm going to flame
into print with the suggestion for a
graded corporation tax and then have
Mr.. Breeds carefully tanned legisla-
tors frame that suggestion into bill
and pass it into a law. The Weather
the corporation the more it will be
taxed pro rata until toward the top
the tax will become prohibitive. The
law Is already as good as passed, and
imagine that it will be quite a shock
to your old friends Hepperdon and
valentine and Raymer. Speed. Melton
Sears & Co. and few others. Eli.
Mr.. Breed?"
But Henry Breed did not hear Phil
lip. He had just taken from the
drawer of his desk a handful of pho
tographs. piece Of red wax crayon.
hammer and some tacks and was
starting for the rear study. As he
passed Phillip caught a glimpse Of the
top photograph. 1t was portrait of
Hepperdon.
A cheaply dressed fellow, big man
with thick neck and broad shoulders
and arms that hung crooked at the ell
bows, alighted at little wilderness
station on the Long Island railroad
behind Kelvin and Sam. A farmer
like native approached the more pros
porous appearing Phillip.
"You. Mr.. Kelvin" he demanded.
''The same" replied Kelvin. This
is Mr.. Purser. l believer
II reckon So" admitted the other.
"Old Hayseed Purser.''
Kelvin clambered into the front seat
of dilapidated surrey Mr.. Purser
fixed upon Kelvin a contemplative
gaze.
you don't want to see that scrub
oak land we wrote each other about"
he suddenly advised. with engaging
Inn 10f
boomer. You're lOokin' for a summer
home"
NO." objected Kelvin. still smiling.
It'll look at the scrub oak property.
think"
At this moment the big. workman
looking fellow stepped up to Mr.. Pur
ser. Gould you tell me where I'd find
few acres Of cheap ground fit for
market gardening?" he asked.
There amt any such property left
on Long Island" declared Mr.. Purser
emphatically. 1.-THE land between this
railroad and the water amt cheap,
and the land back O. that you couldn't
grow anything on. 1t is all sand
Dunes"
I'll look at what you nave any
how" replied the other
"All right" said Mr.. Purser reluc-
family. Just crawl in the buggy
there"
They drove from the station and.
turning from the highway by and by.
struck off into scarcely defined road
through the wilderness of stunted oaks
and pines.
well. here you see it." said Mr..
Purser deprecatingly. Il might drive
you for hours. and it's all just like
this"
What Is 1t WORTH" asked Kelvin.
II reckon l could turn over thou
sand acres Of 1t runnin' around forty
and ffty dollars an acre"
"a thousand acres" unused Kelvin.
"How much money. on the average. do
make a year,"
THAT'S pretty nigh personal ques-
ton, amt it?"