The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1923-05-22
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pensive suite in; the most exclusive
, hotel in Dallas. He makes friends
with Gus Briskow, who has struck
ter, and Ozark, the son. Bob Park
er, daughter of Tom Parker, comes
home from college and goes into
the land business. She buys for
Colonel Henry Nelson, son of Bell
Nelson, banker. Gray is Henry Mel
sons enemy and when Gus Bris-
kow tells of trick that Henry Mel
son works on him to beat him out
Of a land sale Gray takes a hand
and beats Nelson in the deal
NOW GO ON WITH STORY
OF the men engaged in this shear
ing business, none perhaps had
, gathered more wool in the same
length of time than the two mem
bers of the firm of McWade &
! Stoner.
One morning McWade and his
partner provided themselves with
some dice and several hundred dol
lars in gold coin. With these they
began shooting craps on the side
walk in front of their office. Now
gambling was taboo. hence the spec
tacle of two extensively dressed
emincntly prosperous men squattine
upon their heels with a stack OF
double eagles before them caused 4
: sensation, and people halted to wit.
ness their impending arrest. Soon
traffic was blocked.
Calvin Gray, but just arrived from
I Dallas. looked on at the game with
some curiosity. not divining it's pur,
/ pose until McWade pockcted the
dice, then mounted box at the
/ curb and began loudly:
"Now gentlemen. that is one wa,
! of making money but it is foolish
and Il hazardous way. There is :
! much sancr, safer method, and In
going to tell you about it. Dom
pass on until you hear me, for
/ have most incredible story to re-
late, and you'll be sorry you missed
! it,"
There was a ripple of appreciativt
laughter, but the crowd pressed
! closer as the orator continued:
| "YOu've all heard about thcs,
doodle bugs who go around locating
OIL with divinins rod, haven't you
And you don't believe in them. Oh
course you don't. Neither do |. Now
: then, for the plot of my story, ant
it will pay you to do week of list
ening in the next five minutes
! Awhile ago an eminent scientist, un
g. known to me or to my partner, Mr.
Stoner, came into our Office which i:
at your backs, one flight up, secOnt
door to the right and showed US ar
electrical device he has been work
/ ing on for the last eight years. H,
claimed he had it perfected and tina
it would indicate the presence of OF
on the same principle that one min
cral attracts another. oil is min
eral, said he, and | think I've go
its magnetic complement. | believ'
my invention will work"
'I'll bet thousand dollars i
won't" told him. But what do yo,
think that pilgrim did? He took nj,
up. Then he bet Stoner anothe
thousand that I'd made bad bet
McWade grinned in sympathy will
the general amusement. "We ar
ranged thorough test. We too
him, blndfolded through the fiel
and, believe me or not, he called tn
turn on forty-three wells straigh
and never missed it once"
McWade now introduced tn
miracle worker himself, and Ora
rose on tiptoe to see him. A mo
ment, then he smiled widely, for tn
eminent scientist was none othe
than Mr.. Mallow-Mallow, bit pal
lid and pasty, as if from confine
ment, and with eyes hidden benin
dark goggles.
Gray looked on as the comedy wa
played out. 1t transpired that Pre-
fessor Mallow had tested, anon
other properties, the newest Nj
Wade-Stoner lease, company t
drill which had just been forme
under the title of 1.-THE Desc,
Scorpion" and he really judge
from the behavior of his machin
that remarkable pool underlaid tn
tract.
Then McWade resumed his swa
over the crowd and soon shares
THE Desert Scorpion were sellin
rapidly
Shortly after lunch, Mallow an
the two partners were seated in tn
office upstairs, their work done ft
the day. Another successful pr,
motion had gone TO the credit of NJ,
Wade and Stoner; all three were
a triumphal mood.
There came knock at the doc
and in answer to an invitation ,
enter it opened. The next instal
both McWade and, Stoner sat ere
in their chairs, with eyes alert ar
questioning, for at sight of II
stranger Mallow had leaped to h
feet with a smothered exclamatio
and now stood with his back to tt
desk and with his head outthrust
peculiar attitude of strained il
tensity.
CHAPTER X
Nelson Has Caller
"Well, well, Mallow!" The cal
er's face broke into an engagir
smile as he crossed the threshol
Still wearing dark glasses, es? T.
3 afraid you didn't heed my instru