White Pine news weekly mining review. [volume] (East Ely, Nev.) 1910-1920, 1916-11-26

perateiy. perhaps II would be best
o me to make myself known ut q c
an Allan. Lord Harrowby. son and
heir OF James Nelson Harrowby, earl
or Raybrook- And IL have come
here
The younger Of the Americans spoke
In more kindly fashion.
lyon have q proposition to makef~
"Exactiy," said Lord Harowby and
sank. with a sigh of relief. into q chair
rs though that concluded his portion
OF the entertainment
Let's hear It" doomed the relentless
Thacker.
Lord Harrowby writhed in his chair.
u am sure you will pardon me-" he
said. IF preface my-er-proposition
with the statement that It Is utterly
fantastic. And II ! add also that It
should be known to the fewest possible
number
Mr.. Thacker waved his hand across
n cleaning surfaces OF two desks.
This Is my assistant manager, Mr..
Richard Minot." he announced. .Mr.
Ainot. you must know. is in on all the
secrets of the firm. Now, let's have It"
Il am right, am | not" his lordship
continued" In the assumption that your
company frequently takes rather un-
usual risks2"
Our company" answered Mr.. Thack-
er, rs chiefly concerned with the for
tunes OF those who go down to-and
sometimes down into-the sea in ships.
However, there are u number of non
marine underwriters connected with us,
and these men have been known to risk
their money on pretty giddy chances.
It's all done in our name. though the
firm is not financially responsible"
Lord narrowly got quickly to his
feet.
Then 1t would be better" he said,
relieved, FOR me TO take my PROPOSE
ton to one of these non-marine under
writer's"
Mr.. Thacker frowned. Curiosity agt-
tated his bosom.
You'd have to 20 to London to do
that he remarked. Better give us
an inkling of what's on your mind"
His lordship tapped uneasily at the
base of Mr.. T~hacker's desk with his
stick.
III you will pardon me-Td rather
not" he said.
"Ol, very we'll" sighed Mr.. Thacker.
"How about Owen Jephsony' asked
Mr.. Minot suddenly.
O~verjoyed, Mr.. Thacker started up.
by gad-I forgot about Jephson.
Sails at ] o'clock, doesn't heT" He
turned to Lord narrowly. THE very
man-and in New York too. Jephson
would insure T. Roosevelt against an
other cup of coffee"
Am | TO understand" asked Har
rowby. that Jephson is the man fol
me TO seeT'
Exactly beaIned Mr.. Thacker. Ell
have him here in fifteen minutes. Rich
ard. will you please call up his hotelf
sfr. Minot set down the telephone
owen Jephson Is on his way here In
taxi" he announced.
-Good old Jephson." unused Mr.
Thacker, reminiscent. why. some OF
the mans risks are famous. Take that
shopkeeper In the Strand. Every day
at noon the shadow of Nelson's monu.
ment In Trafalgar square falls across
his door. Twenty years ago he got to
worrying for fear the statue would fall
some day and smash his shop. And
every year since he has taken out a
policy with Jephson. insuring him
against that dreadful contingency"
II seem to have heard of that nd
mitted Harrowby. with a ghost of q
smile,
You must have. Only recently
Jephson wrote a policy for the Dow
ager Duchess of Tremayne. insuring
her against the unhappy event OF q
rainstorm spelling the garden party
she Is shortly to give at her Italian
villa. l understand a small fortune Is
involved. Then there is Courtney
Giles, leading man at the West End
Road theater. He fears obesity. Jeph'
son has insured him. Should he become
too plump for Romeo roles Boyd's,
or. rather. Jephson. will " him q
large sum of money"
At am encouraged to hope" remarked
Lord Harrowby. "that Mr.. Jephson
will listen to my proposition
"No doubt he WILL" replied Mr..
Thacker. Il can't say definitely,
Now, II / knew the nature
But when Mr.. Jephson walked into
the office fifteen minutes later Mr'
Thacker was still lamentably ignorant
of the nature Of his titled visitors
business. Mr.. Jephson was a small
wiry man, crowned by a vast acreage
of bald head md with the immobilt
c~ountenance sometimes lovingly known
as q poker face" One felt he could
watch the rain pour In torrents on the
dowager duchess, Courtney Giles waisi
expand visibly before his eyes, the
statue of Nelson totter and fall on his
~shopkeeper and never move a muscle
of that face.
81 am delighted TO meet your lord
ship said he to Harrowby. Knew