Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1915-02-09

Ily, you're a gritty one.
| CHAPTER XXI.
The Little Plan for the Good Of thu
City Has New Turn.
Mr.. Bozzam. in the privacy Of his
own apartments, refectively broke
the ashes from his cigar into his
empty high-ball glass.
rs the big chief punctured, or is he
i just enjoying HIMSELF" he speculat
ed
Its my opinion that he's picked uI
horseshoe nails with all. four tires,
declared fat little Timbers, eying the
hated collar which he never put on
until just before he went out. The
big chief has wriggled his way through
the broken glass for so many years
that he has thought himself immune;
but his pneumatics are flat this time
They've got him.
IT don't know" considered BoZzam
"They have to bring him to trial yet
and for man who controls the
sacred Judiciary it's long way be-
tween an indictment and hair cut.
They'll hang him." avowed Tim
bers. 1.-THE people of this town have
been afraid of him so long that the
first time they catch him out without
will be fighting to get on the jury
which pronounces him guilty
| Mr.. Moodson folded the other thumb
on top.
Possibly you're right assented
Bozzam. noting the capitalists sign OF
extreme agitation. when we first
started in on this game l was afraid
to think with my head under the COW
ers, for fear he'd find it out and dec
crate me with ball and chain, but
now that they've got him on the run,
think it's the psychological moment
to hand him the double cross"
"Encore." applauded Timbers. HE
has it coming to him for reducing us
to the pay Of day laborers. 1t gives
me the heaves to think of pulling off
a million burglary and
only walking away with fifty thousand
of the velvet"
at wasn't safe to let ourselves wish
we ought to have any more explain
ed Bozzam ~ know how we could
slip our friend Sledge the twin KS,
but the trouble is nobody owns the
majority of the stock in the company
which is to be MIXED"
LET me do some guessing for you,
offered Timbers. "If you'll sift it
down to the bottom, 1 think you'll
find our aforesaid Sledge as the prin-
cipal owner
You're good barroom kidder, but
you have a skull of solid bone" gently
chided Bozzam. ''Sledge slid from
under every share of his stock while
he. could extract a hundred for it,.
He may own a majority Of it by and
by, but he'll buy it in for thirty-ave
or less, and boost it to hundred, az
ter the old company has bought our
franchises, with the pretty quarter OF
a million it got for that new stock.
Then he'll probably sell out and STAN
pede it again, so he can buy it up for
thirty-flve"
"Solid bone was right" acknowl-
edged Timbers. 81 suppose nobody
owns that stock just now"
"Not enough of it to do any good,
decided Bozzam
Maybe the wreck has the biggest
nest egg" suggested Timbers.
"The wreck? Whom do you mean?'
-
answered it, covered the transmitter
with his hand, and turned to Bozzam
with a grin.
Marley" he answered.
"Marley?' repeated Bozzam. Tell
him to come up Timbers, duck ne
directed, as soon as the invitation had
been extended. "Moodson, think
I'll have to be mysterious with Presi-
dent Fluff"
Mr.. Moodson arose amid vast 81
lence. looked at his watch and went
away to keep deferred appointment
with melancholy solitude. Timbers
ierked on his collar with fat speed,
removed the high-ball glasses into the
bathroom, snatched towel, news
paper and a napkin from the bed, pat
ted up the pillows, grabbed his hat
and was gone.
Mr.. Marley came in with smiling
cordially, almost equal to Bozzam' S
own, and the two gentlemen agreed
that the weather was very fine.
I'm afraid you're too late. Marley,
laughed Bozzam. Our subscription
list is ready to close
81 have all the street railway STOCK
care for laughed Marley III return
81 only came up to take your measure
for the battle"
at ought not to be so fierce re-
piled Bozzam, in the usual friendly
manner of men who are about to cut
each others commercial threats.
There should be room for two good
car systems in this town.
mot on the same Streets objected
Marley. Don't you think it rather
foolish to parallel our lines, Mr.. BOZ
Fam? The route, as published, looks
like malice to me-
81 have no voice in that matter" de-
clared Mr. Bozzam. eying his caller
narrowly. "You should see our ma
iority stakeholder about that
'T see," unused Mr.. Marley. VINO
is your principal stockholder?'
81 believe the gentleman's name is
Sledge--Benjamin F. Sledge,' Bozzam
informed him, with smile. perhaps
you've heard of him"
Eyes, have" admitted Marley
whose smile was more or less strain