Weekly journal-miner., 1918-12-04

was rODDeu. WHO IS OeolSc VI. LChi- ons?
 George c. Lemons is either one of the worlds very greatest men, or well, decide for yourself.
 George says he is the original Klondike king, who owns mining properties worth S45,0OO,00O." He's spent millions in his day.
 He's ''the man who owns the bil- lion dollar master patents
 He's the man who sold the United States government an apparatus that caught the pesky torpedoes.
 O, dear, mol that isn't all.
 George c. Lemons is the man who is going to raise the Lusitania, and all the other war wrecked vessels, "just as easy as pulling a string" George Lemons first learned about women from Jennie Triliby. in 1899 the belle of the Klondike," dancer and actress. He studded her teeth with diamonds" He married her.
 Tt cost me S375y0O0 to get rid of her. says George.
 George next learned about women from the Great Ruby" of London. She drugged him and robbed him.
 He also learned about women from Frances Lucille Clark. He married here after he had divorced Jennie. The present Mrs. Lemons is secretary and treasurer of the marital firm. Just before George left the west she let him have S3,642 to pay his travelling expenses to England on the Lusi- tania business.
 Still George hadn't learned enough about women. They never do. He took a chance on pretty Y year old Allison King of Chicago.
 On Saturday George c. Lemons registered at the Great Northern hotel. Injudiciously he displayed a large green roll This is Georges own story-stiA Georges story.
 George, a regular mixer of the west, became acquainted with Orvillc Stevens, bell hop, who lives at S6S North La Sallc street. About 9:3O Saturday night Orville delivered Georges missing suitcase to his room.
 Got anything on your hip:' in quircd George of Orville, with true democracy. Orville hadn't, but he could get it. George had a nip--may- be it was a whole bite-from the bot tie Orville brought.
 T began to feel dizzNS relates George. They got chummy.
 Say" said Orville, T want to show you the prcttiest girl in all the world" George registered doubt.
 Shes down in room 636 I'll intro- duce her to you"
 As We remarked before, they never do learn enough about women. Even at 60 they're still seeking knowledge Yes, George G. Lemons IS GU.
 She was neatly and trimly dressed and pretty. She was a nice business like girl too, working away at a type writer. One Fiske Alvarez, resident of Pittsburg, worker at Gary, lndr was dictating a letter to her. "I fear I intrudc," said George III the style he learned while he as sociatcd with the English nobility when he sold the British government an electric mine sweeper. We forgot the sweeper in Chapter l. Not at all. Not at all,' said Mir Alvarez. Exit Alvarez for time. You're such a nice boy" sait . pretty Allison King as she leaned or the arm of Georges chair. : "Aw, now" protested George. Tho" l old do you think I amp 70. about 35,' said pretty Allison stroking his cheek.
 Huh" said George remembering Jennie and the Great Ruby for jus | momcnt-just moment, mind you Huh, I'm 60 years old, young wo man."
 | 70, no" purred Allison. demure l Iy. nestling just little closer 70 . no. Not a nice, great big boy lik' : you" ,,. Do you know. reader, George w c lemons just naturally forgot all h 2 had learned about women from tn 1 Yukon to London.
 Why don't you give my friend n drink" inquired Orville. the bel c hop, entering. n "Yes, let's have drink, sal' i Alvarez, who had returned. = Let me and my nice big boy hav f drink" said Allison, smuggling jus q little closer. n It was 3 o'clock in the mornin; n when the night telephone operator a
 the Great Northern saw the hgh f flash in on her board from room 63t t She plugged in.
 > Send the detectives! Send the pc n lice! Send a doctor! I've been rob o bed"
 .- It was weak but compelling voio