Askov American. [volume] (Askov, Pine County, Minn.) 1914-current, 1915-03-18

toners business 60 svsryons Who In
Quires about ftf'
Dick got up and waIksd over 10 tha
broker. He commanded attsntion tazis
time In such Q way that Henning wal
unable to svada his IcoA.
Don't quibbie with me. Hsnning.
he counselsd- You know that my In
quiries into RsynoldK' business aren't
calculated to DO him harm. / have
heard something which makes nG
think hs was caught pretty bad today
Now It's yes, or NO, II you don't want
to enlightsn me, say no. Don't stall.
That means," said the broker, eff
don't answer that you7l end out SEINE
where else. Well, then, he was hit o
plenty. About forty thousand. and Il
I know anything about Mr. Reynolds
affairs. he was cleaned"
IAN On one stcckH~ Meade asked.
One was enough" replied the
broker. Consolidated Wire did the
trick"
Quits an unexpected drop. wasn'
IT." tbs young journalist commented
"oh. by the way" be added lightly
Mr.. Brand. Of the Hudson company
has been trading in Consolidated
suppose he took q tumble, too"
Henning laughed outright.
Yes, he took q tumble all right, but
he took 1t nrgt--befors the drop-and
sold. Stocks 60 up on q rising mar
kst." he said placidly. They go 30 far
and then they usually go down"
And very reasonable Of them. too. "
Dick feigned no surprise at Brands
good fortune. He got up and walked
about the room, inspecting. In turn,
the mural decorations Then quite
casually he fingered o pad OF paper on
the brokers desk and toysd with q con
venient pencil. Unwittingly he drew
some little lines on the paper, two
vertical and across them. two hort
Sontal ones. Then he drew them
again--a double crosR.
Henning. a keen observer of this
artistic trifiing. Redeemed slightly. but
his immobils features underwent no
change. He watched the writer reach
for his hat and neither spoke. A. Dick
opened the door the broker offered no
commonplace good-by. His words
might have seemed somewhat irreie-
valt, but for the little cross Dick had
scratched upon the pad.
Meade" he said, without rising.
you're wasting your time at that
magazine stun. Why don't you come
down here and get In with the live
onesf You could make your fortune
in the street beyond q doubt"
Thanks" answered the journalist
complacently. Coming from you that q
quite q compliment. But even q broker
can't ignore some truths. II you don't
mind Ill give you Q motto for Wall
street Unto him that hath ahall be
given and from him that hath not shall
be taken even more than he hath A
slight revision Of the original text but
for the purpose a just one, Good-by.
Henning."
Waltz" called the broker.
Dick turned.
Wait didn't know Reynolds was
such q friend Of yours. Maybe he isn't
fat. Maybe ws can AZ him up q bit. "
I'm afraid not" Dick answered
From what knew and from what I've
learned now. ! fear he's past fixing"
He went out into thu crowd. 1t was
four o'clock. Wall and Broad streets
were filed with = hurrying. scnTryinx
throng.
Dick. in no mood for haste, was
showed and jostled, an he Rugged the
sides OF buildings In his mora lsiEursly
progress toward the subway. When he
saw the mohs pouring down into the
tube at Wall and ut DEFY streets he
wormed his way northward along
Broadway till he found taxi and head
ed for the Thirty-fourth street ferry
The boat made Its slip at Long
Island City and he caught o train for
Bayside where the Reynolds lived
Where they lived, but would live No
more. Poor Bob! he thought, and poor
janet For his heart went out to Jane
a. much as to his friend. She was bat
a girl. blinded by the glamor with
which the trap had been baited and
Bob was q man who had stepped bcAd-
ly into IL.
The end had come quicker than Dick
thought It would. II was but O matter
Of time, he knew. but he would have
given Bob more than a year.
He learned that the Reynolds house
was some thirty minutes walk from
the station. He could finS 20 msans
OF conveyance. 30 he set QUE ea tDot.
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