Fulton County tribune. (Wauseon, Ohio) 1883-1925, 1916-05-05

SlngaIe recognized the number asked
for, he paid no attention; and. since a
man may spend his life digging holes
in the ground and still retain the in
stincts of gentleman-if he happens
to have been born with them-he wae
equally oblivious to the disjointed half
of the telephone conversation he might
have listened to.
Hello! Is that Boyer-Niquoia Ma
tional? This is Brouillard.
Can you give me my present figure?
Not more than that?
Oh, yes; you say the Hillman check 10
in; | had overlooked it. All right,
thank you."
When the waiter had removed the
desk set, the engineer leaned toward
his table companion:
Mr.. Massingale, I'm going to ask
you to tell me frankly what kind of
deal it was you made with Cortwright
and the bank people,
'It was the biggest tom-fool razzle
that any livin live man out of luna
tic 'sylum ever went into" confessed
the prisoner of fate. 81 was to stock
the Susan for half a million-oh she's
worth it, every dollar of it; you might
say the ores in sight for it right now"
this in Difference to Brouillards
brow-lifting of surprise. They was to
put in hundred thousand cash. and
was to put in the mine and the ore on
the dump, just as she stood"
The engineer nodded and Massingale
went on.
Il was to have two-thirds of the
| stock and they was to have one-third.
The hundred thousand for develop
ment we'd get at the bank, on my
notes, because was president and the
biggest stockholder, with John Wes,
as indorser. Then, to protect the bank
accordin to law, they said, we'd put
the whole bunch o. stock-mine and
theirn-into escrow in the hands of
Judge Williams. When the notes was
paid, the judged hand the stock back
to u.s.
Just moment" interrupted BrOuil-
| lard. did you sign those notes per-
sonally, or as president of the new
company"
That's where they laid for me-"
said the old man shamefacedly. Right
there is where John Wes' ten-dollar-a-
bottle sody-pop stuff we was soppin
up must "a foolished me plumb silly"
80 it amounts to this: You have
given them clean third of the Susan
for the mere privilege of borrowing
one hundred thousand dollars on your
own paper. And if you don't pay, you
lose the remaining two-thirds as we'll. -
That's about the way it stacks up
to sober man. Looks like needed a
ianitor to look after my upper story.
don't it? And | reckon mebby do
One thing more" pressed the re
lentless querist. Did you really handle
the hundred d-thousand-dollar develop
ment fund yourself. Mr.. Massingale?"
We'll, no; not exactly Ten thou.
sand dollars of what they called a
contingent fund was put in my name;
but the treasurer handled most of it
nachurly, we bein a stock company"
Brouillard took out his pencil and
began to make figures on the back OF
the menu card He knew the equip.
ment of the Little Susan" and his
speciality was the making of estimates
Hence he was able to say, after a min
ute or two of figuring:
Its bad business any way you at
tack it. What you have really got fol
yourself out of the deal is the ten thou
sand-dollar deposit to your personal &C
count, and nothing more; and they'll
probably try to make you debtor fol
that Taking that amount and fail
estimate of the company's expendi
: lures to date-say thirty-five Thousand
in round numbers, which is fairly
chargeable to the company's assets al
a whole-they still owe you about fifty
;, five thousand of the original hundred
thousand they were to put in. l
there were time-but you say this ii
the last day."
"The last half O. the last day." Mas
singale amended.
THAT being the case, there is n,
help for it; you'll have to take you
medicine and pay the notes. Do that
take an iron-clad receipt from the BAN
I'll write it out for you-and get tn
stock released. After that, we'll Civ
them a whirl for the thirty-three an
=, a third per cent they have practicall
stolen from you
The old mans face, remindful nov
of his daughters, was a picture of dis
= mayed incertitude.
!. 81 reckon you're forgettin that
: hain't got money enough to lift on
edge O. them notes. he said gently.
I Brouillard had found piece of biGn
paper in his pocket and was rapid
writing the ''iron-clad" receipt.
= NO, hadn't forgotten. have some
- thing over hundred thousand dollar
living idle in the bank. You'll take
and pay the notes"
II was a bolt out of a clear sky fo
m the old man tottering on the brink {
"A his fourth pit of disaster, and b
m evinced his emotion-and the tens
strain of keyed'up nerves-by drol
ping his lifted coffee cup with cras
into his plate. The little accident wa
,t helpful in it's way-it made a dive
ar sion-and by the time the wreck wa
h. repaired speech was possible
C. Are yOu-dTS yOu pump sure W
rt can spare it?" asked the debtor hus
RI ily. And then: Il cayn't seem to so
or o. surround it-all in a bunch. tn;
" way. I knowed ]. Wesley had n
es down; the 'Susan's' the only piece
or real money in this whole blamed fre
as for-all, and he knows it."
bo After they had made their We
rs through the excited sidewalk g
bv changes to the bank. and Brouillal
od had written his check, the old ma
20 with the miraculously-sen bit Of re
40. cue paper in his hand. hesitated.
Ia & & 8 & & 4 & & & 4
ce 4
ms Z Will Old Dave Massingale go
lot 4 himself to Amy and tell her
Z what Victor has done to get the
4 Massingale mine out of Cort-
z wright's clutches?