Lakeland Evening Telegram Newspaper, August 27, 1913, Page 7

s 7, the large shapes which are again the rage in Paris. It t one side and under the brim there is a cluster of t A length of blackvelvet ribbon is passed under the chin ander the roses at one side. Nearly all the new picture either of velvet ribbon or soft satin. These strings give rarnce to @ simple hat and they are, for the greater part, n 1S m/g'/fil/'('/' than the / W/I(‘/) you fi(/ ve ane 2V 111 0///'5(1/):(’ isiness chance came your way, in the shape of a y or a share in a thriving business, it would be ite out a check for the amount 1If sickness or r home, it wonld be nice to have money in the d be nice to have money in the bank, no matter pren, because it is a safe-guard against possible old s and POVERTY. Your Banking With Us - National Bankf f_’ F LAKELAND | BB B By gody 4 5l ¢ Life of Linen| laundry work is what you are lveking for and l".li Try ws, and Steam Laundry R West Main o AL | ram10c Week i “Taken three days ago by me, at the | risk of my life. They've put armed | ¢or take care of Mildred for me. face of his visitor. TH)Y. BVENING CELEQK- . “ ARS8 1S CRSS SRS SNINY PLANS WENT WRONG Trick of a Spectacular Specula- tor Foiled by an Honest Man. By H. M. EGBERT. “The Alpaca Oil company, sir, i8 the biggest thing in Texas today,” said “Colonel” Ware, looking up at Ormsby from his plate of asparagus. “And what is more, our friends believe in us and are doing all they can to help us—most of them."” There was no mistaking the chal- | lenge in the colonel’'s words. Ormsby looked across the table at Mildred and then fell into a brown study. Ormsby was assistant ediwi of “The Financial Observei,” & stuid, accurate, | old-fashioned financial paper, with fifty years of undiminished reputation behind it. That was why it was trust- ed as few financial papers were. No- body had ever doubted the honesty of the “Observer” or imagined that it was representative of any speeial in- terest. During the editor's absence on a prolonged sick leave Ormsby had been in full control. He was only twenty-six, but he had won the edi- tor's and the owner’'s confidence as being proof against all influence. But other influences than money may be at work in a man's mind. Mildred Ware and Ormsby were acknowledged lovers. And “Colonel” Ware was a speculator—a spectacular one. He had won and lost half a dozen fortunes. Just now his whole fortune was placed in Alpaca oil. He was not a dishonest man, but it was known that he was not above turning a sharp trick or two. And Ormsby had not yet been able to ascertain whether Alpaca oil was a genuine in- vestment or a colossal fraud. And he had challenged Ormsby to further his interests with the stock. The “Observer” had delayed offer- ing its opinion upon this stock, and in that it had exceeded its customary caution, for Alpaca oil was the sensa- “Then Look at That.” tion of the weck. The rush for shares had been phenomenal; it had forced up the stock from &5 to 108 since Monday. People were denanding the “Observer's” opinion. And while Ormsby was pounderirz it Ware had flung out his ultimaium. The few quietly spoken words ieaut, in effect, “Boom my stock or relinquish Mil- dred.” Ormsby knew that Milired under- stood the situation. He knew, too, that while she would wait for him for any number of years she would not leave her father to marry without his sanction. And they were anxious to be married. They had loved each other for two vhole years. Ormsby kissed her good-bye and went down to his ofiice with a heavy heart. | soon. “There's a sir,” said the of “Show him in,” said moment later he was looking The man was of a type that Ormsby knew well and in- stinctively distrusted; the shady,| shabby adventurer, who hangs round | newspaper offices, offering surpr!singi information for a small sum. Ormsby was not surprised at the man’s open- ing words. “The ‘Observer’ hasn’t touched on Alpaca oil yet, I notice,” he sald. “Well, sir?” “It's a swindle, isn't it?"” “If it were a swindle the ‘Observer’ would say so.” “Would it be worth a hundred to me it I prove to you that it's a swindle?” sneered the man. “No, sir,” said Ormsby. “The ‘Ob- server’ does not pay for information from outside. I wish you good-even- ing.” The fellow leered at him and sat down at the table. He pulled a shab- by pocketbook from his coat. “What would you say, young man, if I was to prove that for nothing?” he asked. “Old Ware did me a bad turn once and I'd be glad enough to get even with him.” | “I should say that your facts were probably malicious and inaccurate” ! said Ormsby. “Then look at that,” said the man, handing Ormsby a photograph. y a Orn | guards round the oil-hole since the flow dwindled down.” Ormsby started. He knew the pho- i down the papers and stared haggard- | ly at the fellow he knew that his cas- That editorial niust be written | PaG® RVTw tograph of the oil gusher, as it hung framed in the colonel's of! ce, with the | huge spout of oil playing over thel cou_ntry»ide. What he saw was a tiny | oozing dribble, and an armed ma.ni | pacing beside it, rifle in hand. “Looks good, don't it?” sneered the ! man. “Read these.” ( The most cursory survey of the | papers and letters flung down on the | table showed Ormsby that his suspl- | cions were more than justified. A | lengthy perusal convinced him that | the man's charges were entirely true. | A letter signed with Ware's nume.f and in his inimitable writing, dis~losed ! the fact that the whole scheme was a | trick on a confiding public, to rake in thousands. And when Ormsby put | for dulo, Jor Ouling, Jor staying al home tle in the air lay ruined upon the ground. T'en minutes later he had begun the most impassioned article that he had ever written. He denounced Alpaca oil as a frauvd, he showed up Colouel Ware as an unmitigated scoundrel. Bach word 1t have been written ; | with his Jeart's blood, for each § | seemed to place a mile between Mil- § dred aud himseli. When he had end- fi | ed they might have been separated 3§ | S | i by illimitable spuce i He finished the editorial, sent a | proof by the boy to Manton, instruct- tng his subordinate to have the article set as scon as Manton's formal ac- knowledgment came over the wire, and hastened home. He fell asleep after hours of agonized wakefulness. | When he awoke he sat up in bed, | wondering why his head ached and all his life seemed hopeless. Then he be- gan to remember. The news must have become general property long | ago. Doubtless a panic reigned on the Street. He pictured chaos in a hun- dred homes, the colonel's fury, Mil- dred’s tears. Then, putting on his dressing gown, he telephoned his of- fice. “Hello, Blake,” he called to his as- sistant, “what price is Alpaca oil this | morning?” “It's being quoted at 119,” answered Blake without hesitation. “What!” shouted Ormsby. about that editorial in the paper?” “There’'s nothing about Alpaca oil on our editorial page,” said Blake. “Then those scoundrels have omit- | ted to print it,” shouted Ormsby, be- side himself, i N AA | quit riding in an automobile or go- OTHING knocks out clothing so f:st as autoing, but who wants to o ing for an outing? Then, prepare for it. Let us furnish you a sensible Top Coat to keep off rain, wind or dust---also, a cap and stout gloves. We sell comfort- able clothes, but they always have the “SNAP” to them. i . We will not “PUNCTURE” vyour v | POCKet book for more than we ought to ' for the better clothes we sell, | Outfitter The flait Schatfner & Marx CIotMng' The Hub ... e u LeVAY “Just a minute, please,” said the man at the other end. “Here's Mr. Manton. He wants to talk to you.” A moment later the owner’s voice came over the wires. “Hello, Ormsby,” he said. “Say, what in thunder did you mean by that piece about Alpaca o0il? I caught it just as I was going to bed and stopped it just in time. Why, that's the big- gest proposition that's listed today. It'll touch 150 before the week is out.” “You must be mistaken, Mr. Man- ton,” said Ormsby. “I have positive information that—but wait! I'll be! down in an hour. Can you wait for me?” “Come up to my house,” said Man- ton curtly, and hung up the receiver. Ormsby, smarting and indignant, dressed himself hurriedly and snatched a few mouthfuls of breakfast; then he took a street car up to Manton's house at Carrington Park, a fashion- able residential district. He arrived fuming with indignation. He was | shown into Manton's study—to find lllot only Manton but Colonel Ware and Mildred. The colonel was looking sour and Mildred despondent, “Ah, Mr. Ormsby,” said Manton, ‘“you nearly got us into a fine scrape. The ‘Observer’ has never made so bad a break as you seemed bent upon mak- ing for us last night. Lord, if 1 hadn’t caught that editorial of yours in time! I placed such trust in you, Ormsby, that I've passed everything you've written automatically for weeks. Lut I happen to be interested in Alpaca oil and—" “Then I'll write you my resignation, [ | SEREEES EWEES Das : BATES DEPARTMENT STORE War Paint is on for Business. o ) Price is the Power. To unload my Summer Stock -- LOW PRICE has the job. Come in and you will decide the time well spent. & s S e S e e N e sir,” said Ormsby. “Well, it isn't as bad as that,” grum- | @ bled the owner. “But—" o) Colonel Ware took two or Hn:w- ! e / s o | strides up and dowan the room. He | 3% ; looke t Mildred ) were | o Yo Mo Yaad M ’!.,"., X o r}l“\";—fi fi@ ol then all co 8 ped | ¥ :‘u »‘1 .'\,'L gl \Y B4 ) y:,&N- Wi and thumped h down on the table. b G e “Manton,” he id, “I'm pretty tough, but I can’t nd for this. 1'm the culprit. I meant fto tell you, but I didn’t know how you'd take it. That boy isn't to blame.” “What do you mean, Colonel?” in- quired Manton stiffly. “You remember George—shabby little fellow with a lisp who used to gpy on the Knack properties? Well, Manton, it may not have been quite straight, but I meant to let you fel- lows in on it. I tried to work Mr. Ormsby to give us a fair write-up. When he wouldn’t I sent George to him with some fake papers and pho- tographs in hopes he'd write just such & Pressing and Altera tion. Ladies Work a Specialty. Work Prompt Bervice . Satiafaction Guaras- tor and Delivered. CAPPOPELPCOPPOPIOL +00 + ELLES M. W | — an article as he did. If that had got 07 into the paper our stock would have 4 ‘m Ave. Phone m 'm i been down to 40—and I'd 50ld half Y | BouwenodtGROTONRNOC00000 HOSOSOSISIET0OI0E0STET holdings to buy it in then. Next week, when it was found that Alpaca oll was absolutely sound, it would bhave jumped to 100 again and I'd have cleared $75,000. And it is I've skinned out about $20,000 to the bad. And you can thank your stars, Man- ton, that Alpaca oil is sound, or that article would have blown us all sky- % - ik Lakeland Pav'ng&ConstructionCo. Artiticial Stone, Brick and Concrete Building Material as § § ! R e O mine is good?” gasped | 3 Estimates Cheerfully Furnished on P&Vl"tl R st s Torms ot o] and all Kinds of Artificial Stone Work the coonc shorty, “Auduince 1| § 307 Wese Main Street- Phone 348-Black gkinned me out of $20,000 with your confounded honesty 1 guess you'd bet- — J N WS J P. NEWBECKER supt, & Gen. Man. V. Pres & Asst Mas 3 F. J. HOFFMAN s Pres. Sec.& Tres. SEERORNOORRAREROCIIKHNES don't thipk I'm a fit father for her, somehow.” (Copyright, 1913, by W. G. Chapmaa.) CRARARR S 42«2 18 X k5 : 4 ;