The enterprise. [volume] (Harlem, Mont.) 1899-1926, 1914-07-30

polished toes, and from shoe iaces to
satin cravat, where, upon the focusing
point of two carat diamond, his fish
belly-blue eyes came to a permanent
rest.
''What excitement?" he sullenly in
quired.
''The mob scene." returned Walling-
ford. endeavoring to smile in spite Of
his growing resentment.
The man considered that for a mo-
ment in careful silence. "What do you
want?" he finally demanded, his eyes,
however, still remaining at the dia-
mohd level.
"Civility!" snapped Wallingford.
who's running this mine?"
"The Dougalbobber brothers." was
the prompt and rather emphatic re-
Spouse.
"Where will l find one of them?"
This time there was considerable
hesitation before he replied:
well. I'm Alec Dougalbobber."
Wallingford inspected his man anew,
and in spite Of his habitual diplomacy
he grinned. "Why, Alec, I'm ashamed
of you,' he blutfed, having estimated
Dougalbobber to be the arrant coward
that he was. "Iou never should allow
such peevish impulse to get the bet
ter of you. You should be cheerful
and happy as l am, and when you are
in pleasanter frame of mind I'd like
to talk little business with you"
"What do you want?" again demand
ed Alec, but this time in a much milder
and more conciliatory tone.
"They tell me you own the land
across the track there" and Walling-
ford waved his arm in the general di-
rection of the fiat desolation.
Mr.. Dougalbobber, with a nod that
tilted his ears upward and forward
like the sweep of an aeropane, admit
ted that such was the case.
You expect to have town over
there by and by?"
The aeroplane tilted once more, its
Thin wafer of fore rudder cleaving
the way.
''The sooner it's there the better it is
for your mine?"
Another tilt.
"Well, I own over 500 brand new
portable houses. If you'll sell me that
land at reasonable figure I'll cut it
up into building lots, have my 500 odd
houses erected within two weeks, help
you in your advertising, and there's
your town ready made." And by way
of introduction he handed Alec his
card
Mr. Dougalbobber dropped his eyes
cautious speculation. sri have to see
Frank about this" he stated after ma
ture thought "We'd ought to see
Ralph, too, but he's in the east" And,
turning toward the ravine with side
glance to see that Wallingford was
turning with him, he started in the di-
rection of the incipient mine.
care you selling any stock?" asked
Wallingford.
"a little,' admitted Alec. "That
proposition is too big for individual
capital. That's Ralph's department"
ion and smiled. ''NO trouble to find
investors, I suppose?" he ventured.
"Not very MUCH" was the slow re-
ply, as Alec shifted his gaze from side
to side upon the ground. 'You see, the
propositions too good. We got the
government geological survey the min
ute it came out and bought up the best
iron veins it showed. This is the rich
est iron field since the Mesaba range
was opened. Look at this survey
and he produced a pocket worn, gov
ernmental, cross section map, showing
an iron ore bearing stratum thick
enough to take up half of the draw
ing.
"Some iron there, guess" Walling-
ford admitted, passing back the paper.
Enough to build all the engines, To-
comotives, dynamos, battleships and
cannons in the world for the next fifty
years. asserted Alec, pulling his eyes