Crossville chronicle. [volume] (Crossville, Tenn.) 1894-current, 1917-10-31

mandl the sns metal those armies can
not get along without 1t is copper.
They must have II, and they must buy
1t of us. This morning, as soon as
received that first dispatch, l wired my
agents TO buy. buy. Now. with Eng
land in. the result Is certain"
He paused, and studied the faces In
the group.
Gentlemen, there is wealth enough
here on this yacht to control the entire
copper output, IL We work swiftly. The
profit will be enormous. have the
campaign all mapped out; know
where to buy, and my agents are ready
to execute my orders. am going to
say to you frankly that i had the
thought in mind when first organized
this cruise. l believed this crisis was
approaching, and prepared for II. BY
wireless we can operate surely and Sc
cretly, with no possible fear Of be-
trayal. The only question is. are you
ready to back me up?"
The expression on the faces Of those
gathered about him reflected the va
ried character Of the men. They were
alike startled by the unexpected turn
Of affairs, yet financial greed evidently
predominated. Even the one German
in the group had seemingly forgotten
his nationality in view Of the golden
bait dangling so temptingly before his
eyes. Fosdick. actuated by his lawyer
instincts, and still cool and calculating.
was first to question the proposition.
"You are perfectly assured of being
able to control the market?" Fosdick
asked.
Il already practically control" re-
turned Carrlagton confidently. with
a little more capital the game is GER
tain. In twelve hours, gentlemen, we
can have the copper situation entirely
In our hands. Here are my holdings
individually. need your help to
close the DEAL"
They bent over the papers, eager to
grasp the truth, but abundantly salts
fed with quick glance at the magic
figures. 1t was evidently enough a
master stroke, business deal easy to
comprehend, and oil that remained for
them to do was to take their profits.
"You-you return Immediately to
New York;" questioned Mccain, his
lips trembling.
Certainly not; our game at present
is to keep out Of sight; permit no one
to discover who is behind the move
ment. Your personal checks will sat
isfy me. propose holding the yacht.
say a hundred miles from shore, and
the entire business by wire
less. That makes 1t safe and sure"
The group Of financiers stared at
each other, one waiting for the next
to voice decision. Fosdick, as usual.
took the initiative.
"rm heartily with you, Darlington"
he said frankly. "you can count on my
check for a hundred thousand dollars
right now"
"And l." land l." echoed from lip to
lip.
Darlington, smiling pleasantly,
.urned toward me.
"And how about you, Hollis? Com
ng in with us? We ought to have one
chicago representative, you know"
l shook my head, doubling my abil-
ty to produce the amount required off,
land.
"Not today; give me few hours to
hink it over. should like to talk
With you privately first" u
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Without you, but I'll hold the chance
pen until you do decide. Let's ad-
ourn to the cabin, gentlemen, where
Ou can draw your checks while the
toward opens few bottles. This Is
n occasion to be celebrated"
We were upon our feet, not unwilling
o escape from the raw air, when the
Oice of the lookout sounded muffled,
ut distinct, far forward.
"Sail ho!'
"Where away?" echoed the bridge.
"Off the starboard bow, sir-a big
me-"
We gathered at the rail staring out
lankly into the smother. Then sud-
emily the mist seemed to roll asunder
s though cut by knife, and there
l the rift, as If the fog were frame.
ppeared one Of the finest sea pictures
ever remember seeing. A huge iron
'arship, her tunnels belching smoke
full speed, the white spray racing
long her sides, swept into view. We
nd glimpse Of the black muzzles Of
lns prOtruding from forward and
Pter turrets, Of groups Of sailors on
eek, and in the fighting tops: a white
ad officer leaned over the bridge rail.
here was no flag, nor did we need one
} know for what she stood. Caring
m pointed out into the blank mist.
"There goes one of your bulldogs
)w," he said. "That fellow has his
'ders already. In five hours more not