The Lamar register., 1914-11-25
,cHAPrER XIII.
An Amusement Park Deal.

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T was nearing 8 O'Clock when Black
nearing when he had his full addi-
uonal 100000 subscribed. and II WAS
nearing y before be got all his tenta
tive stockholders together for an after
dinner meeting Of organization.
THE frst thing Of all to do" Blackie
told them. rs to secure the ground
Suppose you appoint q committee to
90 out with me and inspect Thomp
sons lake. which l understand to be
the only choice location you have?"
They appointed that committee. and
they did any other little thing that Mr.
Daw suggested. and then they settled
down to the real business Of the even
ing. that Of entertaining and being en-
tertained.
The news dashed from Climb to club
OF all that was being done. and the
sessions At both headquarters lasted
until quite late hour. with the. excite
ment growing more and more intense.
Dad ThOmpson's farm was q diversi-
ned tract Of land. quite picturesque
enough to look at. but Of NO delight at
all to q farmer whose artistic imagery
ran to Fields Of waving grain.
links Woods. who had hunted over
Dads farm until there wasn't a rabbit
or q squirrel left. was the guide for
Blackie's party Of exploration. and he
landed them ON the creek road side Of
the farm In two automobiles and Q
gasoline buggy.
II know what you want" he said
There's . bunch Of lovers lanes down
this way that you'll spoil with electric
lights. but they'll make One approach
for the carriage and motor crowd
First you'll hear the tinkls Of the wa.
terfalls: then you'll bear the whiS Of
the roller coaster: then you'll hear the
Jingle Of money. and that's the end Of
the route"
Biackie turned TO CrOmpers almost
tearfuliy And to think that we only
gave links Woods $1,000 worth Of
stockT be regretted
He should be nned." protested
dy in the ointment no matter how mi
croscopic If the Clarion aud the
other papers had kept still about this
location Dad Thompson would have
been glad to sell bis rock farm for lit
| tie or nothing There's only q hum
dred acres Of II. and $50 an acre on the
average would be an extravagant price
for It. That's 5000 Now. with all
this newspaper talk. he'll probably
want oil Geld prices for IT,
| ITS worth oil neld prices to Prise
City" enthusiastically stated Blackie.
But why talk Of such sOrdid things -
| money. geptlemen. In the face Of such
beauties Of naturer'
| A group Of gentlemen. headed BY
the commanding figure Of J. Rufus
wailingford. turned out Of the woods
at the other end Of the lake. having
come In BY the traction entrance. and
paused abruptly to cast looks of black
rancor across the prettily rlppling wa
ter
Jimmy Jinksr' exploded WOodA
Look whO else u here. Foxy Dad
Thompson
hold my hat and sax0phOne.' hur-
rfediy directed Blackie. passing over
the former article and merely imagin-
Ing the latter. whereupOn. In his bare
head and the tails Of bis black frOck
coat Topping behind him. he sprinted
at top speed toward the gray haired
farmer who had just emerged from the
woods above the side Of the lake
wsllingfOrd. with his weight and dig
nifty. could not AFFORD to sprint. but he
FASTENED Dad Thompson was
sturdy. low backed old chap. with
face the color OF q russell apple and
two extremely blue eyes far overhung
by bushy gray brows
what will you take for your farm1"
exclaimed Blackie
Il never do business on Sunday" a.
serted Dad Thompson sanctimoniously
How much will you givsr'
Ten thousand dollars. spot cash. ON
Monday" Blackie hastily offered
well. couldn't give you any an
swer today" avowed Mr. Thompson.
with twinkIing eyes. "but that don't
seem like nlurh Of price
ITS twice the value Of your farm"
urged Blackie
81 didn't know how valuable 1t was
dill see all this stun In the papers."
retorted Dad
"Is this Mr. Thompson" asked the
suave voice Of Wallingford
Blackie Daw was instantly indignant
at the Intrusion II beg your pardon.
SIR ne objected. cycling Mr. Walhng.
ford nsrcsly. u an At present %