Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-11-16

pl1ed JeSSup men are selling the stock now quietly.
"Whose stock? she demanded with frown Mine,
yours?'
mo ones They In effect wagering that they
will deliver any purchaser certain guam
titles Of stock at certain figure, and trusting to
their plans drive that price down that they can
actually purchase it at a still lower figure.
at is not at all clear to me, Mr.. Ellis she said fl
nally; @but Anne Parish to thnk-what is it
YOU wish to do2"
Il to borrow your credit" he said directly. Il
want to engage broker to buy J., H. n, and SO keep
it from going down. to buy what they SELL
"That doesn't sound very practical to me, Mr..
Ellis, she said with shake of her head. 1T merely
resolves itself into question of who has the most
money, doesn't it, and in the end crash for the weaker
vessel? have wish for crash"
at is the regular Wall Street method he said
roughly, 3and played every day"
"My uncle Montgomery Phister' she said
quietly "He was successful because he always did
things expecting him to do. He made mil
lions in Wall Street, Mr. Ellis, by striking out lines
They say am like him in many ways, which is perhaps
because he and my mother twins, and which may
account for the fact that far-we that is not the
point. The fact is that you have appealed to for
help to myself well as you and that going
to do what you wish am going to telephone to Mr.
Atherton for the of reliable broker, and then
will motor down to his Office. On the way you may
tell me all the details you have omitted
"You mean you going to get into this game your
SELF" asked Ellis, with look of establishment his
face.
Surely" she replied @Garnes interest me- and par
ticularly in which my money is at stake. Why
the very thought of money battles feel my
tingling! legacy from Uncle Montgomery, am sure
Mr.. Ellis. Come, let us lose time
IN due course the big car drew up before an old
fashioned building whose dngy wire-screened win
dows bore the of Sterling & Co., and there three
minutes later Sylvia and Ellis found aabe old per-
with whte-trimrned whiskers and keen blue eyes
who acknowledged that he was Sterling himself.
"Ths is Mr. Bakely Ellis, Mr.. Sterling" Sylvia be-
gan in her clear voice. ale has told that there is
attempt foot to attack and injure the j. H. & ~
railroad in which it seems am interested. Naturally
do not wish this to occur, and will ask Mr.. Ellis
to explain the situation to you for we shall need your
help
Sterling bowed gracefully, and Ellis related in amper
detail the story he had already told Sylvia at the
clusion of which recital Sterling bowed again. and pulled
pad of paper toward him.
Il judge you wish to protect the stock, them he sug
gested, and Sylvia smiled at him.
Precisely" she replied "You have such good names
for things, haven't youo"
allow will you wish to purchase the stock that Mr..
Jessups agents selling freely-I mean In what
quantities."
Miss Marowe looked at him with frank annoyance.
"How stupid of to have given you that impression
she exclaimed at shows how poorly express myself.
No, indeed, Mr.. Sterling, have desire to buy: l
wish to SELL
TO SELL" exclaimed Ellis and the broker.
Precisely" she replied "Perhaps should write it
down to avoid mistakes" She pulled the pad toward
her, and picking up pencil wrote the words
upon the paper.
Ellis rose from his chair and seemed quite -
speeches. 80.
"But, my dear young lady, Sterling be- -
gan @this is all quite wrong If you buy ~
you protect your prices; whereas if you SELL -
you play Jessup's game, and lower sz7ks
them" 5,F2s3z
"Of course know nothing of all this;
but think | a point or two in a very
fascinating game Sylvia replied. Il am