The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1922-07-06

word, Mr.. CAM, you'll start the ball
rolling with that five thousand"
Twenty - twenty-five - hundred,
Miss KesSer, is all IL"
"Good! Twenty-Five hundred for
starter Mr.. Max CAM of Chicago
starts the bali rolling with twenty-five
hundred Am l bid more? Am l bid
more? It's your enterprise down here
Mr.. Riley, and The net results will be
yours. The proprietor of the Hotel
Cadillac must head the list. Am l bid
more? Five thousand, if you're a good
business man and know a good thing
when you see it. Five thousand for a
hundred thousand worth of publicity!
Five thousand"
Five thousand!"
"Hurrah! Five thousand from Mr.
Riley, and don't let them leave you at
the post, Mr. Hirkhimer."
"A tousand doolar, Miss Gezzler,
but want from way up in the air he
should drop one tousand packages
Mimic chewing-gum when he reaches
two touSand feet"
mo sooner said than done! One
thousand from Mr.. Hirkimer and now
you, Mr.. Lobenz. How much?
you can't expect a man in the au-
tomobile business, Miss Kessler, to
subscribe to aviation"
"Why not? The biggest automobile
man in the world started out manu-
featuring One-horse shays. How much,
Mr.. LOrenz? Mr.. Mango? Mr.. Chal-
mers? Good Let me put you down
for one thousand each, and now you
over there, Mrs. Van Ritz. Let's have
health, wealth and beauty on our list,
and it's up to you to supply the last.
How much, Mrs. Van Ritz? How
much?"
1.-TWO thousand" Spoken coldly as
through a wet blanket and the yellow
head still held in profile.
Catch me, darlings, while l faint
Eleven thousand five hundred, and be-
fore the day is over, it'll be twice that.
Ladies and gentlemen, you're helping
to make the history of the air, and
I'm proud of you -
She jumped lightly down without
the proffered aid of Mr.. Riley and
Mr.. GAM and darted into the shaded
track leading up toward the hotel.
But, Miss Kessler-"
I'm off to the hotel to send off
kilograms before you change your
minds Hold my hat, Mr.. CAM, until
| come back. Wait"
And she was off, her Wild face
thrust forward and her elbows laid
back against her slim sides
In the bay of the veranda, plying
her placid needle and the rose grow
ing in her pattern, Mrs. Kessler
glanced up at the rush of her daugh-
ter's approach.
"Why, Della baby-what excite
ment you got, Della, you got news for
mama|
Yes, dear! Yes, dear"
an your face l can see it. Della
CAM! Della. you got news for ma
mar
Eyes, mommy dear-but-"
"Gott in Himmel," cried Mrs. Hess
Ter. rising, her voice running high and
her crochet rolling to the floor
Great news, mommy dear, only let
NE pass, l must hurry. Great news. :"
Della, did he"
IAN exhibition flight down here,
mommy. The longest purse and the
biggest flight of the year. The biggest
flight of the yenr, mommy dear. Let
me go. Let me go!"
"Gott in Himmelr' repeated Mrs
Kessler, reseating herself and as if
her vocal chords had suddenly rusted.
On the night of the exhibition flight
of the Meyer biplane at Cadillac
Springs, the air of Indian summer
hung heavy with the smooth ingratiat-
ing quality of milk. September night
lay on the stubble fields but grilled
into by a series of white arc lights
swung from temporary poles and pour
ing, as hot steel is poured, their light
upon an improvised grandstand and
an adjoining section Of roped-off space
for the standing throng; upon a tenn
porary shed erected at the opposite
end of the field and upon the doughty
outstanding faces of twelve thousand
waiting spectators, mortared into
wall five breasts deep around the
roped-in section.
In the front row, her crimson sweat
er pushed half back from her Shout
ders and her small hands gripping the
splintery hand-rail until the knuckles
sprang up white, Miss Della Kessler
drove her dark gaze down the length
Of the field.
"Why, oh, why, don't he start? I'll
run down again to the field and"
Della, | want you should sit right
In this box by your papa and Mr..
Uunz ana MInna and me. | don't see
no girls down there, only men around.
Minna, his own sister can sit quiet
here until he goes up, and so should
you"
Miss Minna Meyer, snug to her
literal teeth in gray wool jacket
and a gray wool muffler wound high
and revealing only her eyes and her