The Dawson news. (Dawson, Ga.) 1889-current, 1913-02-25
A FOOL AND HIS MONEY
''MILLIONAIRE KID" GAINED IT.
TIE BY SCATTERING DOLLARS
AS A CHILD WOULD TOYS.
SCHANTZ A DISCIPLE OF folly
At Nineteen Years of Age He Hit
Upon Such a Wine, Women and
Song Gait That He Shed $35, 900
i'm Eight Short Months.

II Is Iut same Olu SIOIy dbOut d
brainless biped doing a marathon
with his money and taking the wrong
way at the forks in the road This
time it proves to be Harry Schantz,
19-year-old disciple of folly from
Lowville, n. Y. Provided with the
Doodle for battle by foolishly indul-
gent old great-aunt, Mrs. A. l.. Losse,
/ this youth hit up such a wine, wo
men and song" gait that he promptly
( became known as the Millionaire
Kid" 1t was easy money for all
concerned but there came a day of
! horrifying doubt. Certain checks
which it is claimed the glittering
youth had issued to some of the wine
sellers were refused at the banks.
Horrors! What a desperate criminal
| the boy must be, to resort to such
methods, thinking to fool the wine
drawers. These worthy tradespeople
squealed at once. Who wouldn't? The
idea of being done out of a hundred
or so by a mere stripping who had
spent his thousands with them. Wow!
1t was intolerable, and they squealed.
The fast youth was arrested, held to
await the action of the grand jury on
two charges of grand larceny, second
degree, and now occupies a cell in
the Jail at Utica, where much of his
money was spent He may go to pris-
on for his folly. Should he go alone?
What pace the young fellow hit
off, to be sure! One has to go some
to get rid of $35, 900 in about eight
months. But a fellow who sheds
money like a cat sheds hair is sure to
have plenty of help brushing around
him. Schantz could draw a crowd as
fast as the hotel men could draw his
wine, and the money changed hands
in a toss. 1t is very interesting, the
story of how he did the trick. Why
shouldn't it be? When a feather
Drained chicken like that starts out
to spend in a few short months more
good hard earned dollars than could
be earned in lifetime by any one
of thousands of Woodworking persons
it is bound to create interesting con-
ditions somewhere.
In his story to the police officials
the Millionaire Kid" described in
detail his toboggan trip from abnOr-
NAL affiuence to absolute abasement.
Very little of the money wasted was
spent for clothing and jewelry. Most
of it was squandered in entertaining
parties of fast women and such foul
minded young rakes as are always
to be found in their immediate vicin-
ity In such bouts as that dollars last
no longer than snowfakes at
Fourth of July hurrah. The foolish
old aunt had to hand out the simOle
ons with alarming frequency and in
amazingly large wads. Little Harry
quickly developed ability to lower a
bank account with the same surety
and speed that a broken cable would
! let an elevator down from the
| 'steenth floor of a skyscraper. Same
result, too Things finally stopped
with a smash. The lights went out,
the gaudy women went on, the cheap
! "Chesters" trotted along after them.
and little Harry hit cot in a nice
steel-ornamented cell, where he could
think it over with the meager outfit
for such real work at his command.
! Because a couple of harpies threw a
! fit over two checks that were worth
just as much when only plain paper
! the squeezed lemon had to be flung
in the garbage can. Who cares for
| juiceless junk, anyway?
The climax of Harry's gold-lined
career seems to have been reached
last summer. Prior to that he had
knocked about a bit, going as far as
Portland and San Francisco. About
the middle of March his aunt gave
the youth $4,000, and he imme-
diately came to Utica to burn the roll.
1t did not take long. Wine at $3.50
quart for the dear girls and their
ever-thirsty libidinous followers
shrinks a roll of the long green with
alarming rapidity. The accessories
are no less expensive. But even this
was not fast enough. An auto was
hired by the day, for when these gay
jewellers grew tired of one place some
other a few doors away had to be
reached in gig time. This helped to
reduce the wad, and a few days spent
in New York and Boston finished it.
By the middle of April little Harry
poked his finger through a hole in
his jeans, but this did not prevent
any small change from slipping
through the bottom of the pocket.
There was none to slip. He was
strapped, and forthwith trotted back
to see Auntie.
What a doting old auntie! Before
the end of the month Harry found
1000 in his stocking as little
remembrance for his birthday. He
also found the boys and girls as soon
thereafter as possible. A little side
trip to Syracuse and Rochester varied
the monotoDy of winning and dining
in Utica while a torch was made of