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ares tre @ Been) erkoree oF & ousrren® ENDIX podded tn approba- toa, “Vl fig that up for you,” be promised, “We might take the first shot at it Satur- day, by having the Health Commis. sioner issue a printed order to all dairymen that, from this date, tho penaltion for using slop feed will strictly enforced; and then have is clerks call them all up by p tell them that that goos We'll ve it out to the newspapers on . Priday eo that it goos fa all the Gaturday papers. On Saturday I'll eend the newspaper men to you, and you can tell them what you please for the big Sunday spread.” “I ehall tell them the truth,” etated Mr. Armand, with the severe eelf- righteousness of a genuine reformer. “I shall admit that the milk from slop-f4 dairies is unfit for con- sumption, and that its use probably accounts for the high mortality rate among the infants of the city; that I have been experimenting for a long “time with a feeding tem to replace ft, but that, ordinance or no ordl- nance, I have cast out slop feed ’ fi definitely and for all time, no matter at what cost to myself; that the Armand milk ts now as pure and wholesome as naturaty fed and cleanly housed cattle can produce, and that I welcoine the Inspection of ."" approved Bendix. “By the way, Sledge, we never did appoint that milk inspector.” "I'm willing no: put In Armand, Pin @ wonderfully topian desire to -) uphold the right. “The sooner the I'd like to recommend fm * better for me. ' ‘a man for that place; Dr. Julian Fleuron, He's a thoroughly capable young man, and he'd appreciate the position just now, I know." i “No chance,” rumbled Sledge, with- ) out moving a muacle, even in his » face, All this while he had been sit- ») ting glowering out into the narrow little court, his eyes focused on the hand hole in the bigh board gate. ae, Bendix glanced at him in slow M@E\nought, then bis brow suddenly cleared. "Oh, yes," he sald, “young Fleu- ron’s a cousin of yours. That wouldn't do, Armand. It would tickle Hender- son and the Courier into hysterica to have your cousin inspecting your milk. Have you a man for the place, Sledge?” “Doc Bunker,” rumbled Sledge, still looking at the hole In the gate. Armand blinked in shocked sur- a horse doctor,” he objected. Bledge grunted, Bendix grinned. “He's a veterinary surgeon,” cor- rected the latter. More than that, Bunker has a regular M. D. certifl- cate some place, If he can find it. More than that, Dec is so popular that his wife only sees him when he's wick abed, Fleuron couldn't do us fny good. The women like him, but Whitney don’t vote.” Armand agreed with a nod and a frown. Young Fleuron, whom no- ody but women liked, was a thorn Sin his flesh, and he would have been lad to have settled him into a pleas- nt and profitable political job, How- r, there was no use in arguing hn Sledge. ‘Another thing that ought to be went on Armand, producing a Y ‘little silver comb from his pocket and combing his glossy whiskers, by way of mere amusement, “is to clean up ‘all the dairies, Make them do away ‘with mud floors in the cattle sheds, ~put in up to date appliances, and © sterilize all thelr utensils every day. GMI cost tho dairies something at >. first, but they'll be better off in the » end. I do all these things now from * motives of business economy and ad- vertising, Then if you'll just have all the cattle examined, and order tho lumpy-jawed, tubercular, and other- tive cows to bé killed, the dairy business of this t, t ¥ \ wise 4 you'll bave De Tan ie a il a * ee The Evening World Daily Magazine, Tuesday. July 11, 1916 By Maurice Ketten A Vital, Humorous and Tim Merling et Ruhdponed j h Chester By George Randolp ester | Business Komanee allinglerd” ety on the plane it Would be wim sueht te be” domi wi the deiymen widnt “re” ¢ mented Mendis dryly; aed Biedge tur bie ponderous head « trifle and chuck Wher trying to do, Armand, ate babies in place of merely poi them? Supply them with good, whole come milk, aod ake my Hunnene Denefaction, in place of only @ commercia bounced Mr up list of every charitable enterprise | Whieb bad any chance for publicity Who pald pew rent in three ¢ and Who vwned 4 splendidly reatug block of houses in the red light dis tet “L get you,” ea'd Ben bargal price dairies and drive won't it “They # oorted Mr 4 be driven out,” as Armand, with placid eon ‘The business should be in vietlon the bands of «ne who it for the p c welfare, By way, Mr. Sledge, I'm about to tner the capitalization of the Arma Dairy Company, tve put you do for Ofty shares of Cully paid stock.” “Thanks,” grunted Sledge, with a Jerk of bin head. “We'll start things moving about day after to-morrow,” Bendix brink! jaformed Armand, the matier having now been put upon 4 sound business the ba It ought to be a elnch, We'll have all the papers with us tn cols but the Courier, Henderson will, of courte, take @ fall out of us for not having enforced the Slop Feed Ord nance until you were ready.” “The Courier is rabidly unfair and partisan,” deplored Armand, shakiig his head sorrowfully, “They bave been so ever since I consolidated my firat bandful of dairies and formed the Armand Company.” , The ignoble attitude of the Courier Upon that occasion had been indeed deplorable, in view of the fact that the four then proaperous dairym: who had been agsociated with Mr. Armand in the formation of bis com- pany, were now paupers. Bendix laughed. “Talking about dairy consolida- tions,” he observed, “reminds me ‘hat &@ fathead by .he name of Riptey just stopped me outside with @ cute iittio thought, All he wants to do is to form a million dollar company and monopolize the milk business of the city.” Bendix expected Armand to lauxb, but tho dairy magnate nodded cis head seriously. “I've been thinking of having It done,” he remarked, “If we could drive half of the cheap milk dealera out of the business, cripple the other half, and foree them into an organt- sation of some kind, I could hnadle the combined lot of them better than Ican singly. Who ts this Ripley?” “He's ao duff," responded Bendix, “He's @ fat lollop who thinks #0 much of himself that he'll never fall in love, and talks so much that he has po time to think.” “What's his plan of consolidation?” asked Armand, seriously interested. “1 didn’t stop to let him slide it to ne,” returned Bendix, shaking his head, “L could spend twenty-five hours @ day Mstening to such dope, if 1 would; and 1 used to do it; but [ found that the most of that guff was what gets scraped off the top of the stein; just suds.” “I wish you'd find out,” requested Armand thoughtfully. “TU bring him in,” offered Bendix, “Goodness, na protested Armand, rising hastily. “Watt until I'm gone, It would never do to have him know that* 1 am interested in the project. Talk the matter over with him, and Jet me know, It might be worth our while to have the organization made by an absolute nonentity, and give him help enough to make him suc- ceed in spite of himself.” “That's so,” said Bendix, in hearty accord with that happy suggestion, “It would be easier to take it away from a slob like him.” “I wouldn't put it just that way,” objected Armand. “We might, how- ever, acquire an interest in the or- @anization, and, later on, be able to Sway its destinies.” “I see,” assented Bendix. “What you mean Is to grab it.” When Armand had gone, Bendix turned to Sledge with almost a snarl. “Armand gives me the epizootic,” he complained. “He wants to be 4 square need that kind," returned Sledge; “but Armand’s got swelled veins. He needs a lot of blood let out of him, Where's your fathead with the milk scheme?" Bendix hurried out to find Ripley hastily leaving, after having told Adolph, very severely, that be need expect nd Up for such service, “If you'll come in, I'll let you ex- plan your milk consolidation scheme to Sledge.” Mr. Ripley {netantly puffed to the full extent which his waistband would allow, “I regret very much that my time is exhausted,” eaid be lofty, “You “Loup pose this Kame whi help you buy up, Jot of others out of business, A best handiy! RAILWAY ano STEAM AGENCY [| } | sy AA | | | \ a ‘ Stor (CROTS AQe WEN Dors {7 \OAves aT oved AT. / ( S990 Fok Ke @oar Beroce oe Pumice | ) oven ym md L@ave > \ ders” “ATC Tepe war —_—— To Sear ¥ y b Wy. 4 TARE Toe Boat 7 4 S 5 = C 1 GF | WiLL | MARE ) Y@S Bur Hours!) F imitsTwe ) |) | WAIT Roa THe COULD I Go BY WUTTVILLE Banc ONNE@C TION | OF DeMeTure Ape |( TRAIN WHAT MIDNIGHT oar ine WAY of PAGE 124450 T MoSQuito \ | UH ABLE TS CHANGE |) SHALL 100 9 WHICH CE aves in TT VILLE 4np 654321. DALY RANCH D> \ YUTHOUT NOTICE ~ . THe RNOON . OVER AT EXcepr MONDAY eid, 5 ees {39§, 908832.) ——— PAGE 10321 Trace }FLIWERTOWn 9.) {TuehDAY weones: Se —" - CRY Oven UAE Fan a]! CAN | CoME BACK BY ANOTHER. __ Road > < 'S THE FINE. SIX, Ten we SEVENTY FVe OAT SEVEN Forty FIVE. RAILROAD FORTY Two TRIP EIGHTY pal may tell Mr, Sledge, however, that I shall be pleased to drop in upon him at this time to-morrow,” and, grab- bing Bendix's hand, he shook it hear- tily, and waddled blithely away. As he passed the white marble facade of the Merchants’ and Manu- facturers’ Club he looked up at the imposing edifice almost patronizingly. He would have to join that organ! tion by and by. He really ought to mix more with the city's men of large affairs. I, Dick, it's all fixed,” he de- clared to young Vale when he re- turned to the office, “Renily, Ripley?" ed Dick, with shining eyes. It ail sdemed like a fuiry tal ‘Surest thing you know,” replied Ripley. “I only gave the Big Boy a brief hint of it, and h for it. He was 80 crazy about it that he sent Bendix out to the door to stop me when I came away. He wanted me to come back and go into the thing deeper; but I refused to spend any more time with them. It don't do to let those cheap political grafters think you're too anxious.” Dick was almost panic-atricken. “Aren't you afraid to take @ chance of offending them?” he remonstrated. “Not when I'm offering them the biggest thing that ever came their way,” asserted Ripley, in an intoxica- tion of self-esteem. “Phey have to Pay attention tome, It's the man with the brains that counts in this country; that is, brains coupled with energy. It's wonderful how brains start things moving, Dick. Here J give birth to @ big idea only this morning, and by afternoon I nave arrangements made to cash it.” Dick straightened up indignantly. “Look here, Ripley,” he objected, “I am the one who originated this idea.” Ripley gazed at him blankly for a second, ‘a right. You did, didn't ;ou?” he d, though somewhat an- agri noyed; for it was unpleasant to be compelled to acknowledge Dick's par+ enthood after Ripley had really for- gotten It. "Well, you see, Dick, that was just my way of putting it—only my way of putting it;" and he smiled blandly, “Of course, to the Sledge crowd I'm giving you full credit for having conceived the whole thing.” “Thank you,” returned Dick, with inetant contrition for having been so hastily and unfoundedly Jealous. “You musn't give me all the credit, though.” “TL be strictly Just,” Ripley reas. sured him, "I'l take what credit is due me for developing the idea. [ coudn't fool 6 on that, however. He's bound to recognize the fine Italian hand of his old friend Kip Woy It comes to the details, I am to nee him to-morrow and discusp tho plan of operation.” Dick sighed a little enviously. Hoe would have liked to be present at that conference; but he realized that, with his youth and inexperience, be vould probably be only in the road. fell you what you do, Ripley Suppose you come out to the house and take dinner with me to-night,” ho ofvered, anxtous to Identify himself 4s closely a8 possible with every stage in the development of the plan “We can have the wholo evening to talking It over.” Ripley gravely studied the blank pages of @ Iittle red memorandum book to sea if he could honorably make the engagement. CHAPTER Iii. “I think I can manage tt.” ONDERFUL how easy it was to make money! The two promoters talked main- ly upon the topic all the way out to Dick's house, a modest ttle cottage in a modest little neighborhood, where everybody had grass and trees, and even netgh- bors. To Mrs. Vale, smiling-faced and gray-haired and rosy-cheeked, and to Blsa Vale, an equally smiling and rosy-cheeked girl of ninetoen, who was mostly mischievous eyes and rippling, chestnut hair, Dick, with great enthusiasm, introduced Mr. Ripley as “my partner.” “And, mother dear,” he went on, with sparkling eyes, “we've just un- covered the greatest business posal- bility in the world, I really discov- cred it this morning; but it took Mr. Ripley, with his commercial export- ence, to find the influential channel through which to turn my discovery into wealth, Actual wealth, mother! Think of it! A fortune right within my grasp!" "Grab quick, Dick," admonished Bilva. “Komember that dollar we saw on tho sidewalk in front of the theatre? We saw it first; but six people got to it before you did.” “They won't get to this one first,” laughed Dick confidently. ‘They haven't the right sort of eyes to see it, It's been lying undiscovered now for years." “But what is It, dear? asked hia mother at the table, beaming fondly upon him, "You make us positively mad with excitement and leave us gasping for information.” “The delivery of milk,” declared Dick grandly, “Just plain milk at three cents a pint.” This time he was not disappointed. His mother and sister were as much surprised as they should have been. Elna, however, spoiled tt by laughing. “Perfectly wonderful!" ehe said. “Dick, do you remember the thousand broilers you were going to raise from one hen, that died of the pip before she hatched that first setting?” Ripley laughed hilariously, Dick blushed and looked intensely ag- grieved; not only aggrieved, but mor- tally wronged. “Elsa!” protested ber “That isn't fair.” The girl cast a glance across at hor brother and saw the real burt ia bis face, “It wasn't fair,” sho confessed, tn- stantly contrite, “It was just funny;” and, in spite of her intention to be rigidly serious and apologetic, she was compelled to cover her mouth with her handkerchief and turn red, and finally burst forth into a laugh which she had to let run its course Her sobering down was fully as abrupt; and, this time sincerely in earnest and painfully remorseful, she reached across the corner of the ta- ble and jaid her hand upon ber brother's, “Really, Dick, I do be- eve in you; from the bottom of my heart,” she assured bim. “Of course you do,” Interpolated Ripley, intending to pour oll upon tho troubled waters; and, at the me time, to show the pretty Miss Cisa that he agreed heartily with anything she did or sald; “but no- body could help teasing Dick; he'# #0 innocent,” and he glanced across at his “partner” with the barest suspicion of @ lurking smile. Elsa, whose big eyes nothing es- caped, caught that glance and its meaning and was instantly in arma. “Dick's inno@ence is at least real,” mother. she snapped. “There's no pretense about tt." Mrs. Vale, knowing her daugh- ter’s full capabilities, gasped in dis- may; but she need not have been #0 panic-stricken, for Ripley did not know that he had been hurt, “Lam atill waiting, Dick,” she pro- tested, with a sigh of relief that one more of her perpetual danger points was past, “I don't know what I # do if you keep me in suspense mu longer about this tremendous fortune TAKE THE EVENING WORLD WITH YOU ON YOUR VACATION So that you will not miss any of the weekly novels and may continue to enjoy the daily magazine, comic and other special features, Inclide them in your summer reading. Order The Evening World Mailed to Your Summer Address o THANK You VERY or BA THINKING TRIP In 19D HUSBAND GeTS A RAISE IN SALARY THIS OIE HY we're to hav t's only a little idea of mine, Dick hesitated, glancing across at his sister appealingly. “I heard seven milk wagons rattle down the street this morni Elsa, 1f you laugh again, I won't say another word!” She could not help it. She lald her left hand upon her heart, ratsed her right toward the ceiling, and gazed across at her brother with the solemnity belonging only to martyr- dom. Dick, turning violently red, straightened up in his chair, helplews- ly and hopelessly through. “Dick!” exclaimed Elsa, and stopped, hating herself, but not knowing what to say with a stranger present, The stranger himself stepped into the breach. Mr. Ripley cleared bis throat in his best chest tone, He drew down bis chin and puckered his brow into the proper creases for discussing world finartces, “Perhaps I had better explain thia,” he said, toying gracefully with an olive, "My friend Dick has really, by a lucky accident, stumbled upon @ valuable commerctal pebble, which I have been able, I think, with my knowledge, experience, and political Influence, to polish into a rare com- mercial gem. Let us, now, treat these seven milk wagons seriously,” and be od about the table kindly, “In this block seven pints of milk delivered by seven wagons, By my— w seven horses, seven drivers. that ts, our—plan of consolidation, I propose to deliver those seven pints of milk, and many others, with one wagon, ono horae, one driver. The six- sevenths of expense which is saved is iny profit; mine and Dick's, Multiply that by the fifteen hundred milk wag- ons now doing an aggregate business of between three and four thousand dollars a day, or over ten million dol- lara a year, and you have some con- ception of the future which awaits us.” Ho paused and looked about him tn triumph. Even Elsa was tmpfessed. Dick's eyes once more glowed with enthuslaam, and Mra. Vale gazed in an ecatasy of admiration upon her non, “Dick always has had the most wonderful ideas! she explained to Mr. Ripley, with heightened color and vibrating voice. “He simply exudes them, don't you know. I declare 1 can't Imagine where ho gets them all! jven the most insignificant things, which nobody else would notice, sug- gest perfectly brilliant ideas to Dick, Why, when ho was just a little fellow only twelve years and three months old, he had tho cleverest plan for an amusement resort device, ‘Tell him about that swing, Dick!” Her son looked very much embar- rassed, iulely marved | te be suspended on rollers from a cular (rack and wes Wo keep aed out wil would have been dissier than any of he dangerous nite #0 much, but that was right after | Mr. Vale died, and i | fenned Mr _By JULES VERNE IN NEAT MONDAY IT HAS ALL Ob, that was woth! Pontulaied, “tbe te “a” Yea tk bout t ver” he hamper +, bul you must tel hie Why, oo eee Mr Wipley! it ne Ue wey around it things people patro- we could afford to risk any We 1 Dick's inventios we just lot it drop It nearly bro 4 Dick Hut now tell it Thek's lk deliver business I'm ao proud ef you, Dick You may well be, Mra. Vale,” eo Kipiey grudgingly, toying ther olive. “iy: we 0 erecefully with an though more or less erude, the bright sudwestion which ve me te bound to make a ¢ich man of him, To-night we intend to perfect our pli ft op. eration, and within not less than two weeks we shail have launched the Consolidated Dairy Products & ty Company, of which your shail be an important officer at 4 salary, from the very beginning, double bis prea ent o ‘Isn't’ that glorious, Dick!" ex. claimed his mother, with glowing eyes, “Bisa! Ian't Mat the moat astounding good fortune “Indeed, yes,” agreed Bisa, with a glance at Mr, Ripley and then at Dick, “Who is to pay his salary?” “The company,” announced Mr. Ripley, waving his olive with @ ges. ture which explained everything. “It we have no greater diMculties than A\ that we may coun’ ourselves most Elsa sighed, “rm glad for Dick's sake that It's ‘all going to be no easy,” she sald. & salary too, of “You intend to ha Fy Mr. Ripley?” “Well, naturally,” admitted Ripley, treating the ter as one of light consequence. “While Dick ts busy with the office manngenwyt, stock selling, inspecting, purchasing and re- organizing the dairies, and handling all the numerous other actyal work- ing ila, I shall be equally busy with swaying and guiding the polltt- o-commercial powers without whose favor we can do nothing, and shall be supplying the finer touches neces- sary to perfect eo large and important an organization.” He gazed about bim in final triumph, and plunged gracefully into his soup, holding his puffy little finger raight out, and otherwise observing all the usages of polite soctety, Elsa, her face reddening with sup- Preased amusement, glanced, for a comradeship of joy, into the eyes of her mother and her brother; but her countenance suddenly saddened, Both of them wero as grave and serious as Christmas shopping. “Ot course you share the expense equally?” she suggested. “Naturally,” returned Mr. Ripley, without an instant’s hesitation, “Ob, yes, wo share the sxpense equally. It will be but a mere trifle until we begin to collect stockholders’ mone; but if it runs too high, and my friend Dick has not the loose cash, I shall be very glad, indeed, to furnish whatever ls needed.” After this magnanimous offer, he finished his soup with great energy, merely listening while others talked, “Ob, I couldn't think of your put- ting up more than your share!" ox- claimed Dick, “If I can’t pay my en- tire half with the eight hundred-odd dollars mother and Elsa and I have waved out of my income, I don't want to go Into the scheme at all.” Eight hundred-odd dollars! Mr. Ripley elevated his invisible eyebrows and pursed up his thick, round Ips for an Instant, thea went on with bis soup. “Now, tan't that just like Dick!” worshipped Mra, Vale, “Ho's so inde- pendent, Mr, Ripley! He has earned every penny we have had since bis father died; and, don't you know, I just nearly burst sometimes, I'm 80 proud of him! Now, Dick, you needn't frown at me and shake your head, I simply must say these things; they're #o wonderful! Don't you think he's a remarkable boy, Mr. Ripley?” Mr. Ripley hastily siid down his last spoonful of soup, and admitted that Dick w indeed, a remarkable young man, although hinting that not until he came under the full tutel- ago of Mr. Ripley would he attain all the development of which he was ca- pable, “He's so lucky to have met youl” declared Mra, Vale, with enthusiasm. “You'll find that Dick takes teaching splendidly, You should see his school grades. He stood at the very head of Dis entire class in his finishing year at the high school,” “That was only for one term, moth- er.” imploringly, protested Dick, looking at her ley which he could not like, EVENING COME TRU “Well, you stood first” ghe vetoed, defying armies to take fact from her, “and you never vend lower (han fourth. Dick t ae modest, Mr. Kipiey, that 1 s have to quarrel with him shout Too much modesty i almost @ when one @ 60 capable as Dishi don't you think? “I suppowe it ts, Mra. Vale,” agreed Mr. Ripley, looking anxiously is the — direction of the kitehen, “but, after “/, | am compelied te sympathiae with your son because all life T toe have been too modest afer erumb to cover hee emotion, She was rather clever 1, she thought, though not eo lever but that ane received « murderous wiance from her brother, Mere rity however, could not repress her sense of the ridiculous; and throughout the dinner she had euch trouble with her desire to seream over Ripley's attitude toward himeslf and the world that Diick was furtous with her, yh “It's absolutely shameful! be stormed at her, as soon as he bad am instant of opportunity after the meal, “I bring @ business man here to talk over & big and @ serious prop. osition, one which is very Likely to make my fortune, My fortune, Bisal Do you understand that? A eur fortunes! And you injure my ehances by persistently making tun of him.” Elsa attempted her best to look sorry, but ignominiously ended that. attompt in « giggle. “He's so funy,” she apologetically explained, and tried to smother with her bandkerchief the laughter which followed, leat the commercial expert, smoking in serene seif-satisfaction upon the porch, should hear aad wea: must remember that Dick le a ness man. Dick, you must not be an- wry with Miles. You know what a wiggler she is; and, really, Mr, Ripley affairs are funny looking and fuany acting in some way or another. [ met lots of them before I was married.” “And I bet you giggled at all of them,” her daughter charged, with a wink at Dick. The only wrinkles upon the face of Mra. Vale were those which bad been made by emiles; but now there eud- denly sprang into evidence, the corners of ber atill bright eyes, some lines which might have been made by mischief. “Mr. Ripley will think that you have entirely forgotten bim," eaid, \\\iu @ tremendous effort at dig- nity, Dick, having lost bis anger, email. ingly burried out to the porch, where Mr, Ripley sat deep in cugitation, lighting one twenty-for-a-nickel elg- arette from the stump of another, “I don't see why we need stop at mere milk,” announced Ripley frown- ingly, as the result of his profound thought, “There's no reason why we abould not extend our ephere, and, as our business widens, control the en- tire milk, butter, buttermilk, cheese and ice cream consumption of the world, An ice o#eam monopoly alone would be pretty good.” “Aren't we figuring on rather a large | scale?” protested Dick, confused by the tremendous possibilities and somewhat scared too at their presuming tg un- “There's no use in being a piker,” Ripley reproved him, “It is just as easy to plan @ large business as @ small one.” It was upon such @ scale that Rip- ley limned his canvas, until Dick, who had started out in the morning with the modest thought of making a com- fortable five thousand @ year or #0, began also to see lar; While they were talking a diversion came in the person of @ brisk walking young man, Who swung tn at the gate with the freedom of one who had right there, and with the decision of one who was upon regular routine business, “Hello, darkness Elsa?’ “Listen just a minute and you can locate her, I guess,” returned Dick. As If in answer to his prediction, the clear laugh of Elsa rang out from somewhere in the rear portion of the house, and the caller walked straight in at the open door of the hall without tng to ring the bell, The light from within glowed upon his face as he disappeared into the doorway, and Ripley craned forward in his chair to look after him. “That's Bruce Henderson, the city editor of the Courter, isn't it?” he sald 1n surprise, “What's ho doing here?" " returned Dick coldly. ‘There were certain things about Ripe Dick!" he called into the of the porch, “Where's aad by i abe t fe " ‘eo?