Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1913-01-09

think of last summer at Paris, at
Rheims, at Frankfort; the Continental
air was full of iying-machines. Ban!
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, m~ediocrity is always standing be-
hind the corner with brickbats for
the initiative. Believe me or not, MI.
Jones, but this company exists. The
proof is that you have the rug and l
have the scars"
But in these prosaic times!" muir
INJURED George, still skeptical.
"Prosaic times!" shifted Ryanne.
There's one of your brickbats. They
swung it at the head of the first print
err. Prosaic times! MY friend, this
is the most romantic and b~ewildering
g humanity has yet seen. There's
more romance and adventure going
about on wheels and steelbottoms
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 a first-rate physical In
structor, they never map out more
than a man can do. They gave me
the rug. Your bones, on such a quest
would have been bleaching upon the
banks of the Tigris."
what the deuce is this company
called?" George vas enjoying the con
versation immensely.
THE United Romance and Adven
ture company, Ltd, of London, Paris
and New York"
Have you any Of the company's
paper with your" George represset
his laughter because Ryanne's face
was serious enough.
, Unfortunately, no But if you will
. give me your bankers address I'll b.
!, pleased to forward you the prospec
tus."
"Knauth, Nachod and Kuhne.
am shortly leaving for home. Bette
, send it to New York. l say, suppos
: a chap buys an adventure that is no
:, up to the mark; can be return it o
exchange it for another?"
mo. It's all chance, you know
The rules of the game are stee
. bound. We find you an adventure
> it's up to you to make good"
But, once more suppose a chap gel
Q a little too rough a game, and doesn
Q turn up for his dividends; what then
- "In that event." answered Ryan,
sadly, 'the stock reverts to the ge,
eral fund"
George lay back III his chair and II
20 his laughter. you are might
good company, Mr.. Ryanne."
well, well; we'll say nothing mo-
about it. But a moment gone "
spoke as If you were game for an e
plot"
81 still am. But II l knew the a
venture was prearranged, as you sa
and 1 was up against a wall, the
would be the inclination to cable t
n firm for more instructions"
Ryanne himself laughed this tin
That's a good idea. l don't belle
n the company ever thought of such
contingency. But I repeat, our bu
ness is to give you the kickoff. Aft
that you have to fight for your o.
downs"
s'The stock isn't listed?" ag'
laughing.
scarcely. One mar tells anoth
as l tell you, and so on"
"You send me the prospectus.
rather curious to have a look at
81 certainly shall do So" repl
Ryanne, with gravity unassum
=, "Ah! Here come Mrs. Chedsoye {
her daughter. II you don't mind,
n make myself scarce. do no c
to see them just now, after your b
ing told them about the sto
Yhiordes."
Pm sorry" said George, ris
eagerly.
y . "a e@
George saw him gracefully
neuver his way round the crush
ward the stairs leading to the
Really. he would like to know n
about this amiable freelance. AS
old fellows used to say, he Il
dreamed that destiny, n of Il
things from Pandora's box, was
pairing a deeper and more intin
acquaintance.
"And what has been amusing
It Mr.. Jones2" asked Mrs. Chedsoye.
la saw you laughing"
II was talking with the rug C
I He's q droll felloy. He said tina
r in had met you somewhere. but
ture cluded not to renew the ~acquaints
for siuce | told him that his adventuI
you part was known to you"
"That IN foolish. / rather e
ious meeting men OF his stamp. Don't
nrer. Fortune7"
4 on "sometimes," with a dry
go; smile. "I believe We have met
,pos- mother. There was something
miliay about his head. OF course
II saw him only from q distance"
ago "I do not think there Is any
Ia. a harm in him." saia George. 90
Pat made me laugh was a singular D
Lib"