The Birmingham age-herald. [volume] (Birmingham, Ala.) 1902-1950, 1923-05-06

ing house for dinner on the evening that was
to prove SO memorable to him, he found on
the hall table long, plump, plain white
envelope addressed to him in typewrting.
After dinner he went to his room and
locked the door to prevent the unceremon-
ious entrance of his friends in the house.
Upon opening the envelope he let out an ex-
cited gasp and stared at what he held in his
hand.
The envelope contained folded sheet of
white paper bearing few typewriter lines
and had 10 crisp $40 bills clipped to it.
The missive was straight to the point, and
amazing, unbelievable except for the ear
nest of its intent:
Dear Mr.. Gartside: 7
For reasons that you will know some
time, you have been elected to be mil
lionaire. Think like one, act like one.
Watch your mail.
THE MILLIONAIRES CLUB.
"Wake upv said young Dick to himself.
The thing couldn't be true; and yet the
money was certainly genuine, for, handling
and inspecting money every work day in the
Gotham Trust company, he thought no
counterfeit could deceive him.
Who or what were the mllionaires? The
thing couldn't be an advertising scheme
not with 500 of real money sent along.
Advertisers may throw money away, but
not in this manner.
On the next day Dick slipped his friends
in the luncheon belt and put the 500 on his
savings account. Dick made great show
of being sport and spender-dressed we'll
and was conversant with plays and amuse-
ments, through private reading; but IN
reality he was canny and saved money. he
was SO successful in pretending to be
spendthrift that Fisher Bliss, one of his fell
low bank clerks and a boarder at his house,
thought he was as hard up as he limited he
was-in as much of pickle as Fisher him
self really was.
In the following week 5000 more came
in the same kind of an envelope wrapped IN
a paper without watermark. Dick banked
this and splurged on new suit that he had
ordered and could easily pay for from his
salary.
The third week $500 came, and he banked
that He wasn't exactly easy about the at
fair, but did get feeling of being rich
His curiosity was at white heat; but he be-
gan to believe that there might be band
of rich men who elected some deserving
Young fellow and by divers ways made him
wealthy. 1t was sure that if he received
through the mail instructions to go in on
some deal, he would go in-with the money
sent to him.
He wanted to tell Bliss about the matter
but didn't, as he disliked to refuse making
loan. He wasn't mean, but lending cash to
Fisher was like dropping good money over
board 1000 miles from land.
But his new feeling of financial great
ness moved him to push lukewarm affair
with another boarder, Ruth Devens. In a
week he'd found something worth more than
anything all the millionaires in the world
could give him.
"Dick, it's off-color," said his clever, pref
ty, brown-hared girl when he had told her
of his election" and about the steady,
mysterious remittances.
"There are some queer things in this
world, Ruth
"There are," she agreed. "This is one.
You have all the money, you said?"
"Yes," returned Dick, his jaw dropping.
"Wel, l didn't think you had any, so
don't feel that it makes any difference to
me-" she said, jokingy. His serious ways
amused her. "We've got to- play detective,
Dick Anybody want your job in the bank?"
Several fellows, guess" he returned
"Any rivals out for-me?" Ruth laughed
at him, Although pleased of course, at the