The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1920-05-06

at nTnety-elght ana a quarter this
morning. A gang Of bulls have inflated
1t till she's like soap bubble-ready
to burst any moment. A gigantic bear
raid Is coming off here tomorrow that
will send September wheat down like
that"-throwing a cigar end to the
floor. "These BEARS" he went on,
kicking the cigar aside, have got mil
lions behind 'em. and they're going to
claw the entrails out of those bulls.
They won't stop clawing as long as
there's a live bull left. They're going
to sell--sell-sell. It'll be the biggest
smash you ever heard Of. And the
man who's heading this big bear raid
is none other than Symington Otis
"Otis?"
LAS you know, of course, Otis has
always been one of the greatest bulls
in Chicago. Has that reputation. But
all of Il sudden he's gone over TO the
other side | found il out last night.
Only a handful besides myself know
il. 1t seems he's got ii in for Il fellow
who was associated with him in bull
charge few months ago, and he's
going the smash that fellow If ii takes
the last cent he's got. That's Otis all
over. once you get in bad with him
you might as well jump in the lake"
$50 | was once given TO under
stand" said Fitzhugh quietly.
"You see where we come in, OF
course. I'm only an outsider myself
but you! Lord, what Il pile you can
make"
Fitzhugh did not speak, and the
other rushed on:
Every cent I've been able TO rake,
scrape, steal or borrow goes into this.
I'm going to have Burton sell half n
million September at the best price he
can get. How much do you want, Fitz-
hugh? Remember. it's not speculat-
ing, exactly. It's more like picking up
money in the street"
I'm sorry, Hunt, but I'm afraid
shant be able TO 60 into this with you.
There's no necessity for details. is
there?"
by George. that is too bad! It's
not every day you get chance like
this. Sure you can't come in?"
"Quite sure"
"Tm mighty sorry. Well, it can't be
helped-eXcuse me moment" Hunt
turned and started on a half-run
toward the Office of the senior Burton.
81 say, Hunt" AS though struck by
a sudden afterthought Fitzhugh hur-
ried after the speculator and caught
him by the shoulder. His eyes were
twinkling. II won little money last
night, you know, and-just for a
joke-I'm going TO make that little
make a little more. My poker win
nings are at your disposal, Hunt. Do
with them as you WILL"
"Good boy! What's the figure,
Fitzhugh?"
"Oh, somewhere between eighteen
and twenty thousand, believe"
Suppose | sell twenty September
for you, then? It's hardly worth the
bother of course: but I'll attend to ev-
erything for You"
Fitzhugh took out his wallet and
began counting checks and currency
into his companions hand. While his
lips were speaking the denominations
on the checks and bank notes his mind
was doing different notation
Twenty thousand bushels at ninety
eight and quarter cents bushel-
nineteen thousand, six hundred and
fifty dolars-two thousand five hun
dred cash from Quigg-tOtal winnings.
eighteen thOuSand-total due Quigg,
eleven thousand five hundred-tOtal
capital on hand, twenty thousand, six
hundred and fifty dollars.
There you are, Hunt-nineteen
thousand, six hundred and fifty dol
lars"