Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1913-10-07

The door OF n. w. Ne"Hhdh PAA
yate ONCE opened and Eddie Nolan,
Newman's nephew and ward, saunter-
ed In. He smiled at the pretty steno-
grapher. crossed the room to his uncles
desk and sat down.
That gentleman, a portly, middle
aged man, glanced up impatiently.
well" he asked. what Is 1t TINS
timer"
Eddie smiled genially and tapped his
leg with the light cane he carried
SAY, uncle" he drawled. II need sS.-
900.
Silence, sudden and complete, fell In
the busy ONCE. The typewriter ceased
its noisy rattle as the stenograpner
paused and stared. Mr.. Newman glar-
ed. speechless. His round face slowly
purpled. what in heavens name do
You want with s5.00O?" he exploded.
Eddie,s smile broadened. why" he
explained calmly, I've decided to go
into the sporting goods business and
I'll need that much capital to start
with. Come now, uncle, you're always
trying to get me to go into the real es-
tate business with you. Why not let
me have the money to invest IN a
sporting-goods store2 That's good
investment, isn't it?'
Mr.. Newman leaned back In his chair
what In the world" he asked de-
spairingly, "are you going to ask for
next? What I can't understand is,
where do you get all these hare-brain-
ed schemes? Why don't you settle
down and learn something worth
while? I've been trying for the last two
years to persuade you to study the real
estate business here in my Office. and
YOU won't do It. You have ability; but
Won won't use 1t. Your father left you
a valuable lot out in the swell-resi-
dence district, and with thorough
knowledge Of the trade you could add
more to it" .,t fo-.,,.
Breathless, he paused and glared his
Indignation. Eddie still smiled. There
was a curious suggestion Of determin-
alton in the steadiness Of his brown
eyes and the set of his chin.
Here is $2O," continued the old gen.
tleman, tossing a couple Of bills on the
desk. :I wish you'd quit bothering me
every time you want money. Why,
he broke out again, when I was 22-
your age-I was hustling for start in
business. You ought to be ashamed
of youreelf!"
Eddie took the money and put 1t In
his pocket, but made no move to, go.
Apparently he was not in the least dis
turbed by his uncle's wrath.
How much will you give me for
that lot % he asked. gG
Again his uncle glared. 'Give your
he echoed. Not a cent, sir, not a
cent! Don't bother me, say!"
But" persisted Eddie, 'its sur
rounded by your holdings; you can
use 1t, you know you can" .....
That doesn't make any difference!
don't want you to sell 1t. Now will
you go? Don't you see I'm busy?"
Eddie rose and turned toward the
door. We'll" he declared, IF you
won't buy it, I'll find the man who
will"
"Humph!" snorted Newman, u
wouldn't be too sure about 1t. Take my
advice and forget It."
Eddie descended to the street and
went across to the Gowan building
the Dawson, the Garry. and half doz-
en- others. He offered 1t for sale to all
the real estate men he could think Oh
The answer, however, was always the
same-money was tight" this was
bad time of the year to sell real es-
tate, and so on. He even offered 1t at
a lower figure, and still they refused
1t.
Two hours later he entered the lob
by Of the Empire hotel and sat down
He was tired and discouraged. 1t was
beginning to look as though he would
have to 20 back to his uncle and ae-
knowledge his failure. The thought
ranked. He revolved the situation ir
his mind. The lot, he felt sure, was
worth $4,000. The real estate mer
would not take it, he believed, because
II was surrounded by his uncle's hold
ings and because they had no Other
property near. Who, then, would buy
1t? He had already offered 1t to the
larger buyers and, since they did moi
want II. It was obvious that the smaller
buyers would not take it. This being
the case, should he go back to his uncle
and tell him that he had not been able
to sell 1t as he had boasted? He'd be
hanged II he would!
AS he sat there, staring absentiy al
the crowd on the sidewalk, China
man passed by. Eddie gloomily watch
ed him till he disappeared. Suddenly
he threw himself back in the chair ant
laughed. Two minutes later he wa:
swinging blithely down the street.
After a fifteen minute walk acros!
town he turned in at Chung Lees tes
store on Front street. Chung Lee, whom
he knew by sight, was some sort o.
leader among the Chinese and wa:
inst the man he wanted. He found Le'
behind his counter.
Want to hire coolies two or three
days." announced Eddie. Can do?"
Lee. short, round-faced and impres
sive, nodded. Can do" he answered
briefly.
Eddie glanced around. Talk in bacl
room?" he asked.
For answer Lee uttered few sing
song syllables, and another Chinamal
appeared and took his place behint
the counter Then Lee led the way t
a small room in the rear. They seated
themselves and talked for half an hou
in low tones. Finally they reached al
agreement and, rising to their feet re
turned to the store.
In a few minutes Eddie left the stor
and made his way uptown to the may
or's office. Here he was compelled t
wait an hour, along with dozen 9th
org before he was admitted. Half al
hour passed before he emerged. bu
when he did he carried a folded docu