Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1916-09-22

THE MACON BE
For heavens sake!" the promoter
burst out. What's got into you?
Don't you go around trying to stand
that corpse on It's feet, it's a dead one,
! tell you, The Coronida titles are all
right
There are no Coronida titles. You
have known It all along, and | know 1t
now have II straight from the bu-
reau Of land statistics. in a letter from
a mar who knows. The nearest
boundary Of the old Spanish grant is
Latigo peak, ten miles south Of Chi
gringo. The department knows this
and is prepared TO prove it. And In
the very beginning you and your asso-
ciatc8 were warned that you could no.
acquire homestead or other rights in
the Niquoia."
Let 1t go!" snapped the gray-eyed
king Of the pack. We've got to get
out alive and we're going to get cut
alive. What's your price,"
Il have answered that question once,
but I'll make It a little palmer II you
wish. It is beyond your reach; II you
should turn your money-coining soul
into cash you couldn't pay it this time
Mr.. DOWNRIGHT"
That's observation-disclosures
ing, You want something's it that
damned Massingale business again? |
don't own the railroad, but If you think
do, I'll sign anything you want to
write to the traffic people. Let Mas
singale sell his ore and get the money
for it. He'll go gamble it as he did
yours"
Brouillard looked up under the
shaded electric globe and his hand
some face wrinkled in a SOU smile.
you are ready to let go, are you?"
he said. You are too late. Mr.. Ford
returned from Europe a week ago, and
| have a wire saying that t~onight's
through freight from Brewster is chief
ly made up OF empty ore cars for the
Little Susan"
The sandy-gray eyes blinked at this,
but Mr., Cartwright was Of those who
die hard.
What I said still holds good. Mas
~singale or his son, or both Of them,
will gamble the money. And II they
don't, we've got 'em tied up in a hard
knot on the stock proposition"
Il was coming to that" said Brouil-
lard quietly. For a long time you
have been telling me what | should do
and | have done it. Now I'll take my
You must notify your associ'
ates that the Little Susan deal is on.
There will be a called meeting OF the
directors here in this DON tomorrow
evening at eight o'clock, and
"Who calls it," interrupted the
THE president"
president nothing!" was the snort
ed comment. AN old, drunken gam
bier who hasn't got sense enough to
go In when it rains! Say, Brouillard,
I'll cut that pie so therell be enough
to go around the table. Just leave
Massingale out of it and make up
your mind that you're going to sit in
with us. We've bought the mine and
paid for it. I've got the stock put
away where it's safe. Massingale
touch a share of it, or vote it,
either"
Brouillard shook his head.
you are stubbornly hard to con
vince, Mr.. Cartwright, but I'll try Il
more time. You will come here to-
morrow evening, with your confeder-
ates in the deal, prepared to take the
money you have actually spent in bet
Ierments and prepared to release the
stock. If you fail to do so you will
get nothing. Is that explicit enough"
You're crazy" shouted the promo
ter. you talk as II there wasn't any
law in this country"
There isn't-for such men as you;
you and your kind put yourselves
above the law. But that Is neither
here nor there. You don't want to go
into court with this conspiracy which
you have cooked up to beat David Mas
out of his property. It's the
last thing on earth you want to do.
So you'd better do the other thing
while you can"
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