The Elbert County tribune., 1912-11-01

l
Rheims, at Frankfort; the Continental
air was full OF iyfng-machines. Bah!
It's pretty difficult to impress the av-
erage mind with something new Why
shouldn't we cater to the poetic, the
romantic side of man? We've con-
Germs for everything else. The fact
Is, mediocrity is always standing be-
hind the corner with brickbats for
the initiative. Believe me or not, Mr..
Jones, but this company exists. The
proof is that you have the rug and
have the scars"
But in these prosaic times!" muir
INJURED George. still skeptical
| "Prosaic timesi" shifted Ryanne.
There's one OF your brickbats. They
swung 1t at the head OF the first print
er. Prosaic timesi My friend, this
Is the most romantic and bewildering
more romance and adventure going
about on wheels and steel-bottoms
than ever there was in the days OF
| Drake and the Spanish galleons
| There's an adventure lurking round the
nearest corner-romance, too. What
this organization does Is to direct you;
| after that you have to shift for your
self. But, like first-rate physical in
structor, they never map out more
than man can do. They gave me
the rug. Your bones, on such quest,
would have been bleaching upon the
banks of the Tigris"
What the deuce is this company
called?" George was enjoying the con-
versation Immensely
The United Romance and Advens
and New York"
Have you any of the company's
paper with your George repressed
his laughter because Ryanne's face
was serious enough
Unfortunately, no. But II you will
, give me your bankers address I'll be
pleased to forward you the prospec-
tus"
-Knauth, Nachod and Kuhne. /
am shortly leaving for home Better
send 1t to New York. say. suppose
a chap buys an adventure that is not
up to the mark; can be return 1t or
exchange 1t for another?'
mo. It's all chance. you know.
The rules of the game are steel
bound We find you an adventure:
it's up to you to make good"
But. once more suppose chap gets
little too rough game. and doesn't
turn up for his dividends; what them"
In that event" answered Ryanne
sadly, 'the stock reverts to the gen.
eral fund"
George lay back in his chair and let
go his laughter. You are mighty
good company, Mr.. Ryanne."
well. well; We'll say nothing moro
about 1t. But a moment gone you
spoke as If you were game for an ex-
i ploit."
81 still am. But If knew the adj
venture was prearranged, as you say.
and l was up against wall. there
would be the inclination to cable the
| firm for more instructions"
Ryanne himself laughed this time.
That's a good idea. don't believe
the company ever thought of such
contingency. But I repeat. our busi-
ness is to give you the kick-off. After
that you have to fight for your own
\ downs"
THE stock isn't listed?" again
laughing.
Scarcely. One man tells another,
as / tell you, and SO on"
you send me the prospectus. I'm
| rather curious to have look at It,"
Il certainly shall do So" replied
Ryanne. with gravity unassumed.
"Ahl Here come Mrs. Chedsoye and
her daughter. If you don't mind, I'll
make myself scarce do not care
| to see them just now. after your hav-
ing told them about the stolen
| Yhiordes."
I'm sorry" said George. rising
eagerly.
IT'S all In the game" gallantly.
| George saw him gracefully ma
neuver his way round the crush to-
ward the stairs leading to the bar.
Really, he would like to know more
about this amiable free-lance. As the
/! old fellows used to say, he little
| dreamed that destiny, one of those
| things from Pandora's box, was pre-
pairing a deeper and more Intimate
| acquaintance.
And what has been amusing you,
Mr.. Jones7" asked Mrs. Chedsoye. Il
saw you laughing"
81 was talking with the rug chap.
He's droll fellow. He said that he
had met you somewhere. but con-
cluded not to renew the acquaintance,
since told him that his adventure In
part was known to you"
"That is foolish. rather enjoy
meeting men of his stamp. Don't you,
Fortune?"
Sometimes" with dry little
smile. II believe we have met him,
mother. There was something ia
miliar about his head. OF course, We
saw him only from distance"
/ II do not think there is any real