The Leavenworth echo. [volume] (Leavenworth, Wash.) 1904-current, 1916-06-16
THE GRAND
PROMOTER
He Pays Debt In the Usual Way
By NJ. QUAD
Copyright, 1915. by the Mcclure
Newspaper Syndicate.

There was u man walking up and
down the corridor on the floor on
which the grand promoter had his of
fee.
Back and forth-to and fro.
Three times-fve tmes-ten times.
There were anxiety and desperation
in his attitude.
A man does not jump off the Brook
Ign bridge until he has given the mat
ter little thought.
He does not beard the tiger in his
lair without making figures on his
chances.
At last the walker resolved. He was
the chiropodist of room No. 8, and cut
ting out corns had not made coward
of him. He walked boldly to Major
Crofoot's door and opened 1t. He had
no gun on him, but he knew that his
cause was just.
"Come in, Mr.. Sykes-come in!' call
ed the major in a bland and CHEEKY
voice. Come right in. By George,
but what a coincidence-what coin
cidencel Not a minute ago l sat down
to write you a note asking you to step
down here. There Is surely such a
thing as mental telepathy"
"You have owed me 81 for the last
four MONTHS" stifiiy replied the chirop-
odist, as he lugged out bill
Just so-exactly-just So" smiled
the major.
and you said you'd pay me next
day."
81 presume 1 did. Yes, 1 know did,
and l humbly apologize that it slip
ed my mind. My dear man, permit
me to pay you $2-$3- $4$5. 1 have
check here for $3.50. You may hand
me $245 balance, and l shall be per-
fectly satisfied"
81 haven't got no S245," replied the
man, land / only want what Is due
me. I'll go to the bank with you"
"Don't! Don't do it! I'd never for
give myself for putting you to that
trouble Yes; l was about to write you
note. 1t was surely a curious thing
your coming down as you did. Doctor,
do you know where l stood financially
four months agoY'
mighty hard up, guess" was the
sullen reply.
you've hit it. Yes, sir; l was so
hard up that 1 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 not to despair.
"You said that the darkest hour was
the first before the dawn"
81 never said any such thing" re-
piled Mr.. Sykes. Il was suspicious Of
you from the start"
"Mr. Sykes, the time has come when
can reward you thousand fold"
THAT'S all CUFF"
81 have just organized the great
American Veal Tablet company; CAPT
tai, $3,000O00. The stock will go to
200 above par. Dividends will be 90
per cent the first year. Greatest thing
ever known in the history of the world.
VIII you take the secretaryship at a
salary of $4,000 Year,?
mot by a durn sight. You might as
well give up trying to work cold deck
in on me. | want that dollar"
"And it was my genius and my finan-
ciering which brought it about" said
the major as he rubbed his hands and
patted the chiropodist ON the shoulder.
''The thought came to me while l was
eating veal outlet at my boarding
house."
"Look here, now" exclaimed the Chi
ropodist as he pounded on the desk,
give come for my dollar. Don't try to
stuff me, but come down with the
cash."
81 said $4,000 a year, but if that is
not enough, if you feel that you ought
to have 100000, speak right up. want
you to be perfectly satisfied, you know.
VIII 100000 year be enough~
what about my dollar?"
1.-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 profit of 10 cents
on every box. Take the sales at TO-
100000 boxes year and what do you
get? You want stock. You want at
least
mot blamed cents worth! 1 want
my dollarP'
"At least $4,000 worth of stock.
You shall have 1t. You have paid me
81 to secure 1t, and don't worry. 1t
will be made out in your name, and
later on Excuse me-"
The major stepped into his inner Of
flee and shut the door.
Look here, you old deadbeat! 1
want my dollarT was shouted.
The major sat down at his desk and
lighted the stub end of cigar.
you come out of there and pay your
bill or III bust the door DOWN. shout
ed the creditor.
The major calmly pulled away and
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