The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1915-02-07

Well" considered Frazier, polishing
his spectacles nervously, I'D rather pay
par for a sure thing than seventy-five
for a speculation
A red streak flashed out from the
house to meet Sam at the gate. The
black eyes Of Ruth were swapping as
Sam swung her from the ground and
set her down again.
you have just kissed a president"
she gayly told him, as arm in arm they
made for the back porch.
president Ginger of the Winburg
Civic Art League" he laughed. I'm
mense,"
"Hasty work. wasn't 1t, Sam" she
eXulted. 1T mas only been three weeks
since | proposed the idea of an art
league to Mollie Stanton, and We organ
lied this afternoon. We've started a
campaign against the hitchjng posts in
Main street"
"Wha, did they think of the speed
way" inquired Sam anXiously.
why | kept that as my most pre-
clous secret" and there was infantile
blandness in her round black eyes.
Sam studied her a moment In surprise,
and then he grnned. The smash in
the ear don't work with the ladies' eh?'
he guessed, as he fixed the cushions in
her end Of the porch settee,
Indeed. no." she dimpled Win
burg's women have been kept from
wanting anything for so long that their
nerve must be developed gradually. |
think it will take me about two weeks
to make them dare to imagine the
| speedway"
"Then that's off my mind and Sam
with a stretch of his tall body and long
arms. dragged down, his bulldog pipe
from under the porch rafter. Ginger
| who is there in this town that has five
| thousand dollars and Is a hopeless fool?'
Charlie Tinbury." The answer was
| explosive, it came so promptly and II
ended in a giggle
| "Good-by," and Sam reached for his
hat.
what are you going to do t.
| Charlie?"
Make him lucky. I've come to the
point now where | need money for in
cooperating, advertising and a red car
peted office with mahogany desk unC
two brass cuspidors.'
81 can't understand that" puzzled
Ruth,
| II y because YOU Ndll manu- a W lS'
man as big a profit as you can womp,
| grnned Sam, and kissed her good-by,
He found Charlie Tinbury in the bill
lard room of the Hotel Winburg sol
EMMY playing billiards with himself anC
keeping the score on alternate strings
why, hello, cd chap" hailed San
with all the ELUSIVE cordially of a con
fidence man. "Ive been hunting 70
you everywhere"
/ Charlie Tinbury smiled with pea eye,
qualification 1t was something to b.
hunted for everywhere
Thanks old chap" he returned in al
astounding bass voice considering hi
thin chest "ITave a drink"
I'm too busy, Charlie" refused Sam
and taking Mr.. Tinbury by the wrist h
led him four feet from where they wer
then standing, as If the new spot wer
more secretive. Charlie. I'm organic
ing the most progressive company whic
was ever fioated in Wnburg, Now
/, you're live young business mani"
/, Charlie blinked and pulled at hi
fuzzy mustache. He seemed to have a
eternal hope that If he pulled persistent
ly enough he might stretch that mus
tache into flamboyant righteousness.
YES" he granted. His sole bushes
in life was to cvade the tannery hi
father had left him.
That's the reason l came to you
You'll appreciate a good sporting propo
sition! This company is for a millo
dollars! II you'll take twenty-five thou
sand dollars worth of stock in advanc
of incorporation I'll let you have it 70
20 per cent, five thousand dollars"
Charlie knitted his brows in sever
thought and plucked at both sides {
his fuzZ.
| Suppose the company falls through?
t Then you'l lose like a good littl
, sport" and Sam slapped him on III
shoulder but you won't lose, Charli
: I've told you the conditions now /
tell you the scheme. You run your ow
l car don't you?"
= Charlie smiled until his eyes then
a selves seemed to quicker. Il have III
= only six cylinder automobile in tn
county,"