Judge — October 23, 1915 — page 14: what you’re looking at

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eres WHAT HE REALLY CAUGHT “Mrs. Delberry, I’d like you to know my friend Smythe,” said Benham. “Me. Smythe, Mrs. Delberry.” “Mr. Smythe?” murmured Mrs. Delberry. Mr. Smythe who—” “The very same,” volunteered Benham. “G. Julius Smythe, of the Kangaroo Lode. Lucky dog!” “This is indeed delighting!” said Mrs. Delberry. “T hardly dare tell you,” stammered Smythe, “how I appreciate this privilege!” “Come,” said she, taking his arm and moving toward a corner, “and tell me something about Kangaroo. It’s so romantic!” Smythe was elated. He explained that a tenderfoot named “Are you the Bradford had found the great values in the mine after wild-catters had exploited a volume of stock on what was supposed to be worth- less territory. “Why, the stock is fifty times par!” exclaimed Mrs. Delberry. “It’s quoted at fifty-two to-day,”’ said Smythe, with a grin. Mrs. Delberry took charge of him. They sat together at dinner, danced in the evening, and went out into the moonlight. Smythe, though he wasn’t keen for the sport, promised to ride with her in the morning. Benham had a crack stable, and she was a famous horse- woman. They rode. Mrs. Delberry took a fence and Smythe tried to follow. He was thrown and sustained a Colles fracture. Every good week-end entertainer anticipates emergencies. One of Benham’s guests was a noted surgeon. Smythe was prevailed upon to remain in the country until his fracture knit. Mrs. Delberry had to return to the city, but promised to come back at the next week-end. She came in to bid Smythe good-by and he proposed to her. “I’m not sure I’m free to marry,” said she. “ My husband, of whom I confess I was fond, had no money, and was sensitive because Thad money. He disappeared, and I’ve never heard from him.” “Tf I trace him, and you should be free?” “Well, perhaps. We shall see.” And she permitted Smythe to kiss her, though she hated a pipe and his arm was an embarrassment. Smythe remained at Benham’s. Kangaroo stock began to slump. There were strange stories about it. One was that the ground had been “salted.” Still Smythe had faith, and held on, though Benham advised him to sell. He even ignored a wire signed “Delberry” laconically telling him to unload. Mes. Delberry did not return for the week-end. Kangaroo went down and down until the bottom dropped out. Smythe hurried back to town. He was almost as nervous about Mrs. Delberry as about Kangaroo. She had given him her address. He called. As he was ushered in she came to meet him with a handsome fellow by her side. “Let me introduce Mr. Delberry—my Jack—Mr. Smythe. I hope you'll be friends for the sake of Kangaroo,” “Kangaroo?” queried Smythe, as he took Delberry’s hand. “Yes,” said Delberry. “I hope you took my tip to sell.” “No, I held on. But what was your interest?” “Oh, I picked up a hundred thousand shares before the rise, and unloaded at the top.” “It’s the funniest thing!” said Mrs. Delberry. under the name of Bradford in Alaska!” “Jack went Sound Finances A half-dozen New York bankers had met in a private office to discuss important financial matters. Before beginning business one of them complained that his kidneys were hurting him. Another said his liver was out of order. A third said the bad weather had knocked his lungs all out. A fourth said his heart wasn't acting quite right. A fifth began to state his case, when the sixth man stopped him. “Here, here, gentlemen,” he said, “I thought this was to be a meeting to discuss financial questions, but it sounds to me more like an organ recital.” Peace This was after the lovers’ quarrel: “I can never forgive you,” he cried. I was a lobster.” “But you know, darling,” she replied, and her tone was con- ciliatory, “you know how dearly I love lobsters.” With a glad cry he folded her to his breast. “Last night you said Unfair It is unfair to call woman a timid creature when it is universally conceded that she is as brave as an elephant. LOOKING DOWN ON