The Washington times., 1915-11-07

point margin. and pyramid it every
point up"
MIR Traps stubby hands dropped al
! his sides.
"Thst's no investment" he exclaimed;
that's arson
"But you're bound to catch 1t some time
sure" admitted Louis Trspp "but i,
don't happen often enough. You'd hay.
to win once out OF about hve ''Hes' ana
Wailingford rose and ioomed above
him. big, confident. chuckling.
Yes. but suppose the amount you
invest Isl bigger every day? When you
do catch II. you wipe out the score.
III It's enough bigger" acknowledged d
Trspp promptly. Figures were an In
hcrit8nce to him.
We'll, don't you suppose this business
will grow fast enough?" and Walling-
ford laid his hand on the hundred per
cert money. Don't you suppose that
every man who gets this twenty dol
lars win he responsible for firing q hun;
dred back here in the next mail? And
don't you suppose that rate Of increase
will keep UP every week? Why
Trapp," and he shook tovialiy i'm: i'm.
well have to widen your doors TO get
the money in. Figure it out for your
self"
We'll lin. It's show down" said
| Blackie Daw. rezretfuiiy as they came
away from lunch. The moneys rolling
in so strong that we'll have to run
| from IT.
Tough luck" crumbled Waliingford
III We were able to strike ~innins
on that wheat pyramid. so as TO pay
| OF all boobs to date. we could clean a
million dollars out OF this game. A'
Il Is. wee only raked on about eishts
rive been studying the murhct until
get headache every night. and II
.secms to me that wheat IS due for a
| sharp rise
BIackie stopped him. right in the mid
ilc OF the sidewalk on crowded Broad.
! way, and studied his big. round face
with deep concern.
! You fat lollop!' he exclaimed. Jim
to get out"
sidered Wallinrford. I've been Soin-
after that wheat-dope like bucket
and the weather. and the foreign ship:
men's. what cinch I'd hc for gold
brick artist lie paused and contcr,.
plated himself in amezement. II don,
| suppos" we'd better change 1t much
| longer"
I'd feel happier II We were on'
now" returned Biackic. with an ap'
p-chcnsive glance around him. IN
| like Onion Jones iONc Ifesn All NV
nails coming III too heavy to escape
a postofhce investigation much Longer,
! Just one winning would make us abl'
| TO show an on-the-level investment WIN
legitimate profit. speculated Wallitng
ford. Il wonder II the goat will buck.
That's a horrible thought. Jim. Fo
two weeks past. Trap has huGged tn
hook in his gills.. and was crazy u
buy in: but after told him; last Sat
urday, that we might consider lettin'
him have q slice of II he quit. And nov
every dav at o'clock he telephones 70
the wheat report and says. Wei. yo'
didn't get your winning yet.
The soinper look on Wallingford
face was not "A reflection from that oi
RlaCkics. II was from within.
III this little Trap let's us hold tn
bag. after we've so carefully propned l
up for him to hold I'll poison him h.
declared vindictively.
At thai moment there came slam
ming down Broadway. at the apex o
the legal rate of speed. a low gray
cartridge sha ped runabout IN which sa
a diminutive driver and q dimnutiv
passenger. both with goggles and fy1n;
| hair.
Al the very instant in which Black
and Wsllingford recognized the car an,
the crew, something happened whicl
gave Broadway one OF Its few thrills
Two girls started to cross the street i
front of the car. and stopped midway. =
nearer sidewalk. They held hands
gisgling. and pulled each way; whil
Toad Jessup, too near for the brakes
tried to change his mind as often a
they did. When they finally separated
one OF the girls followed the car acros
to the wrong side of the street. in orde
to tumble in front of II; and then il
the midst OF shrieks OF terror, Toa
Jessup did the brilliant thing whic
turned the arrowline little six" a
drsy. ran over the curb and up on tn
sidewalk, stopping the nose OF tn
machine one foot from drug stor
window.
WallinGford. his face ashen, gaspe,
to recover his breath. and strove t.
fight his way through the crowd
Blackie. his face equally white. hell
him back
Let him alone" he said. You
only rattle them They're not hurt. No
body's hurt"
"rl smash that car" swore wallns
ford. through Gritting teeth.
You'll do nothing Of the sort" de
clared Blackie. Toad should have
medal. Come away
A big traffic policeman had clbowe
a blond musta,hc and a blue eve
Good work, kid" he observed. as h
cleared the crowd away from the rca
Of the machine. He viewed Toad an
Jimmy with grin of amusement. AR
you eighteen" he asked the driver.
Jimmy nudGed Toad sharply.
: Yes" snickered Toad.
Well I have your word for II, re
, marked the officer. who loathed n