The Bottineau courant. (Bottineau, Bottineau County, N.D.) 1895-1929, 1915-07-16
THE GRAND
PROMOTER
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Copyright, lol6. by the Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate.

There was q man walking up and
Iown the corridor on tho door on
which the grand promoter had btu Of
fice.
Back and forth-to and fro.
Three times-6ve tmes-ten times.
There were anxiety and desperation
in his attitude.
A q does not jump OF tho Brook
Ign bridge until he has given the mat
ter q little thought
He does not beard tho tiger In his
lair without making figures on his
chances.
At last the walker resolved. He was
the chiropodAt Of room No. 8. and cut
ting out corns had not made q coward
of him. He walked boldly to Major
Crofoot's door and opened It. He had
no gun on him, but he knew that his
aus was Just.
Come In. Mr.. Sykss-coms int" call
ed the major In q bland and CHEEKY
voice. Come right In. By George.
bot what q coincidence-what q coin
cfdencel Not . minute ago I sat down
to write you q note asking you 10 step
down here. There b surely such a
thing a. mental teIspathyl"
You have owed me 81 for tho last
four month";" st1fny replied tho chirop-
odist. IL he lugged out q bill.
"Just so-exactiy-just 90" smiled
the major.
And you said you'd pay mo next
day"
81 presume I did. Yes. I know I dld.
and I humbly apologize that It slip
ed my mind. Ny dear man. permit
me to pay you $2-R-t-$S. have
a check here for $3.50. You may hand
me $245 balance. and I shalt be per.
fectiy satisfied"
Il haven't got no &245." replied the
man. "and l only want what 10 due
me. I'll 90 to the bank with you"
Don't! Don't do It'll I'd never for
give myself for putting you to that
trouble. Yes: I was about to write you
a note. 1t was surely a curious thing
your coming down as you did. Doctor.
do you know where I stood financially
four months agOr'
mighty hard up. 1 guess" raj the
sullen reply.
you've hit It. Yes. sir: I was 80
hard up that l didn't own the shoes to
my feet. 1t was the hardest kind Of
work for me to raise a dollar. The
cold. cruel world sneered at me and
called me a deadbeat. but there were a
few exceptions. You were one. In my
darkest hour you had confidence In me.
When l wanted words Of encourage
ment you spoke them.
you told me no to despair.
"You said that the darkest hour was
the first before the dawn"
Il never said any such thing" re-
piled Mr.. Sykes. II was suspicious Of
you from the start"
"Mr. Sykes, the time has come when
I can reward you a thousand fold"
That's all gu6."
II have Just organized the great
American Veal Tablet company: CAPT.
tai, 100000. The stock will 60 to
200 above par. Dividends will be 30
per cent the first year. Greatest thing
sver known In the history Of tho world.
VIII you take the s~ecretaryship at q
salary of $4,000 a yearr"
mot by a durn sight. You might AZ
we'll give up trying to work a cold deck
In on me. I want that dollar"
And 1t was my genius and my imam
ciering which brought it about" said
the major as he rubbed bis hands and
patted the chiropodist on the shoulder.
The thought came to me while I vas
eating a veal outlet at my boarding
house."
Look here. now" exclaimed the CHI
ropodist az he pounded on the desk,
1--WE come for my dollar. Don't try to
STUFF me. but come down with the
cash."
II said $4,000 a year, but II that IL
not enough. II you feel that you ought
to have $4,000. speak right up. want
you to be perfectly satisfied. you know.
VIII 10000 a year be enough"
What about my dollar?"
The tablets will be a 60. They can't
help but be. Let US walk out In the
hall while l tell you that the public
can't get enough of veal outlets in
their present form. They are always
eager for more. They want the taste
Of outlets in their mouths as they go
about their daily routine. Fifteen
cents a box In order to compete with
potash lozenges, but a profit of 10 cents
On every box. Take the sales at TO-
100000 boxes a year and what do you
get? You want stock. You want at
least
mot a blamed cents worth! l want
my dOllar!"
AT least $4,000 worth Of stock.
You shall have 1t. You have paid me
81 to cur 1t, and don't worry. 1t
will be made out in your NAME. and
later on Excuse me-"
The major stepped into bis inner Of
fee and shut the door.
look here. you old deadbeat! l
want my dOllar!" was shouted.
The major sat down at bis desk and
lighted tho atuh ond NJ a cirar