“Say, General Jackson,” observed Wix pleasantly to the waiter, “put a quart of bubbles in the freezer while we study over this form sheet. Then bring us a dry Martini, not out of a bottle.”
“I reckon you’re going to have about what you want, boss,” said the negro with a grin, and darted5 away.
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He talked with the steward6, who first frowned, then smiled, as he looked back and saw the particular guest. A moment later he was mixing, and Clifford Gilman gazed upon his friend with most worshipful eyes. Here, indeed, was a comrade of whom to be proud, and by whom to pattern!
They had swallowed their oysters7 and had finished their soup, with a quart of champagne8 in a frosty silver bucket beside them and the entrée on the way, when the “captain” was compelled to seat a third passenger at their table. It was the black-eyed young man of the walnut9 shells.
At first, as with his quick sweep he recognized in Mr. Gilman one of his victims, he hesitated, but a glance at the jovial10 Mr. Wix reassured11 him.
“We’re just going to open a bottle of joy,” invited Wix. “Shall I send for another glass?”
“Surest thing, you know,” replied the other. “I’m some partial to headache water.”
“This is on the victim,” observed Wix with a laugh, as the cork12 was pulled. “You see he has coin left, even after attending your little party.”
“Pity I didn’t know he was so well padded,” grinned the black-eyed one, whereat all three laughed, Gilman more loudly than any of them. [Pg 14]Gilman ceased laughing, however, to struggle with his increasing tendency toward cross-eyes.
Wix turned to him with something of contempt.
“He don’t mind the loss of twenty or so,” he dryly observed. “He’s in a business where he sees nothing but money all day long. He’s a highly trusted bank clerk.”
Instead of glancing with interest at Mr. Gilman, the black-eyed young man sharply scrutinized13 Mr. Wix. Then he smiled.
“And what line are you in?” he finally asked of Wix.
“I’ve been in everything,” confessed that joyous14 young gentleman with a chuckle15, “and stayed in nothing. Just now, I’m studying law.”
“Doing nothing on the side?”
“Not a thing.”
“He can’t save any money to go into anything else,” laughed Gilman, momentarily awakened16 into a surprising semblance17 of life. “Every time he gets fifty dollars he goes out of town to buy a fancy meal.”
“You were born for easy money,” the black-eyed one advised Wix. “It’s that sort of a lip that drives us all into the shearing18 business.”
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Wix shook his head.
“Not me,” said he. “The law books prove that easy money costs too much.”
The black-eyed one shrugged19 his shoulders.
“In certain lines it does,” he admitted. “I’m going to get out of my line right away, for that very reason. Besides,” he added with a sigh, “these educated town constables20 are putting the business on the bump-the-bumps. They’ve got so they want from half to two-thirds, and put a bookkeeper on the job.”
Mr. Gilman presently created a diversion by emitting a faint whoop21, and immediately afterward22 went to sleep in the bread-platter. Wix sent for the porter of their sleeping-car, and between the two they put Mr. Gilman to bed. Before Wix returned to the shell expert he carefully extracted the money from his friend Clifford’s pocket.
“He won’t need it, anyhow,” he lightly explained, “and we will. I’ll tell him about it in the morning.”
“I guess you can do that and make him like it all right,” agreed the other. “He’s a born sucker. He can get to the fat money, can’t he?”
Wix shook his head.
“No,” he declared; “parents poor, and I don’t [Pg 16]think he has enough ginger23 in him ever to make a pile of his own.”
The other was thoughtful and smiling for a time.
“He’ll get hold of it some way or other, mark what I tell you, and you might just as well have it as anybody. Somebody’s going to cop it. I think you said you lived in Filmore? Suppose I drop through there with a quick-turn proposition that would need two or three thousand, and would show that much profit in a couple of months? If you help me pull it through I’ll give you a slice out of it.”
Wix was deeply thoughtful, but he made no reply.
“You don’t live this way all the time, and you’d like to,” urged the other. “There’s no reason you shouldn’t. Why, man, the bulk of this country is composed of suckers that are able to lay hands on from one to ten thousand apiece. They’ll spend ten years to get it and can be separated from it in ten minutes. You’re one of the born separators. You were cut out for nothing but easy money.”
Easy money! The phrase sank into the very soul of Jonathan Reuben Wix. Every professional, commercial and manufacturing man who knew him had predicted for him a brilliant future; but they had given him false credit for his father’s patience to [Pg 17]plod for years. Heredity had only given him, upon his father’s side, selfishness and ingenuity24; upon his mother’s side, selfishness and a passion for luxurious25 comfort, and now, at twenty-six, he was still a young man without any prospect26 whatsoever27.
Easy money! He was still dreaming of it; looking lazily for chance to throw it his way, and reading law, commercial law principally, in a desultory28 fashion, though absorbing more than he knew, when one day, about six months afterward, the black-haired young man landed in Filmore. He was growing a sparse29, jet-black mustache now, and wore a solemn, black frock-coat which fitted his slender frame like a glove. He walked first into the Filmore Bank, and by his mere30 appearance there nearly scared Clifford Gilman into fits.
“I guess you don’t remember me,” said the stranger with a smile. “My name is Horace G. Daw, and I had the pleasure of doing a little business with you at the Putnam County Fair.”
“Yes, I—I—remember,” admitted Gilman, thankful that there were no depositors in, and looking apprehensively31 out of the door. “What can I do for you?”
“I have a little business opportunity that I think [Pg 18]would about suit you,” said Mr. Daw, reaching toward his inside coat pocket.
“Not here; not here!” Gilman nervously32 interrupted him. “Somebody might come in at any minute, even Mr. Smalley himself. He’s started for the train, but he might come back.”
“When, then, can I see you?” demanded Daw, seeing that Gilman was afraid of him. He had intended to meet the young man upon terms of jovial cordiality, but this was better.
“Any time you say, out of hours,” said Gilman.
“Then suppose you come down to the Grand Hotel at from seven-thirty to eight o’clock.”
“All right,” gulped33 Gilman. “I’ll be there.”
Under the circumstances Mr. Daw changed his plans immediately. He had meant to hunt up Mr. Wix also, but now he most emphatically did not wish to do so, and kept very closely to his hotel. Mr. Gilman, on the contrary, did wish to find Mr. Wix, and hunted frantically34 for him; but Wix, that day, obeying a sudden craving35 for squab, had gone fifty miles to dine!
Alone, then, Gilman went in fear and trembling to the Grand Hotel, and was very glad indeed to be sheltered from sight in Mr. Daw’s room.
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What would Mr. Gilman have to drink? Nothing, thank you. No, no wine. A highball? No, not a highball. Some beer? Not any beer, thank you. Nevertheless, Mr. Daw ordered a pitcher36 of draft beer with two glasses, and Mr. Gilman found himself sipping37 eagerly at it almost before he knew it: for after an enforced abstinence of months, that beer tasted like honey. Also, it was warming to the heart and exhilarating to the brain, and it enabled him to listen better to the wonderful opportunity Mr. Daw had to offer him.
It seemed that Mr. Daw had obtained exclusive inside information about the Red Mud Gold Mine. Three genuine miners—presumably top-booted, broad-hatted and red neck-kerchiefed—had incorporated that company, and, keeping sixty per cent. of the stock for themselves, had placed forty per cent. of it in the East for sale. As paying ore had not been found in it, after weary months of prospecting38, one of the three partners brought his twenty per cent. of the stock East, and Mr. Daw had bought it for a song. A song, mind you, a mere nothing. Mr. Daw, moreover, knew where the other forty per cent. had been sold, and it, too, could be bought for a song. But now here came the point. After the [Pg 20]departure of the disgruntled third partner the others had found gold! The two fortunate miners were, however, carefully concealing39 their good luck, because they were making most strenuous40 endeavors to raise enough money to buy in the outstanding stock before the holders41 realized its value.
Mr. Gilman, pouring another amber42 glassful for himself, nodded his head in vast appreciation43. Smart men, those miners.
Mr. Daw had been fortunate enough to glean44 these facts from a returned miner whom he had befriended in early years, and fortunate enough, too, to secure samples of the ore, all of which had happened within the past week. Here was one of the samples. Look at those flecks45! Those were gold, virgin46 gold!
Mr. Gilman feasted his eyes on those flecks, their precious color richly enhanced when seen through four glasses of golden beer. That was actually gold, in the raw state. He strove to comprehend it.
Here was the certified47 report of the assay48, on the letter-head of the chemist who had examined the ore. It ran a hundred and sixty-three dollars to the ton! Marvelous; perfectly49 marvelous! Mr. Daw himself, even as he showed the assay, admired it [Pg 21]over and over. As for Mr. Gilman, words could not explain how he was impressed. A genuine assay!
Now, here is what Mr. Daw had done. Immediately upon receiving the report upon this assay he had scraped together all the money he could, and had bought up an additional ten per cent. of the stock of that company, which left him holding thirty per cent. Also, he had secured an option upon the thirty per cent. still outstanding. That additional thirty per cent. could be secured, if it were purchased at once, for three thousand dollars. Now, if Mr. Gilman could invest that much money, or knew any one who could, by pooling their stock Mr. Gilman and Mr. Daw would have sixty per cent. of the total incorporated stock of the company, and would thus hold control. Mr. Gilman certainly knew what that meant.
Mr. Gilman did, for Mr. Smalley’s Filmore Bank had been started as a stock company, with Mr. Smalley holding control, and by means of that control Mr. Smalley had been able to vote himself sufficient salary to be able to buy up the balance of the stock, so that now it was all his; but Mr. Gilman could not see where it was possible for him to secure three thousand dollars for an investment of this nature.
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An investment? Mr. Daw objected. This was not an investment at all. It was merely the laying down of three thousand dollars and immediately picking it up again fourfold. Why, having secured this stock, all they had to do was to let the secret of the finding of the hundred-and-sixty-three-dollar-a-ton gold be known, and, having control to offer, they could immediately sell it, anywhere, for four times what they had paid for it. The entire transaction need not take a week: it need not take four days.
Now, here is what Mr. Daw would do—that is, after he had ordered another pitcher of beer. He had the thirty per cent. of stock with him. He spread it out before Mr. Gilman. It was most beautifully printed stock, on the finest of bond paper, with gold-leaf letters, a crimson50 border and green embellishments, and was carefully numbered in metallic51 blue. It was also duly transferred in the name of Horace G. Daw. Mr. Daw would do this: In order that Mr. Gilman might be protected from the start, Mr. Daw would, upon taking Mr. Gilman’s three thousand, make over to Mr. Gilman this very stock. He would then take Mr. Gilman’s three thousand and purchase the other thirty per cent. of [Pg 23]stock in his, Mr. Daw’s, own name, and would, in the meantime, sign a binding52 agreement with Mr. Gilman that their stock should be pooled—that neither should sell without the consent of the other. It was a glorious opportunity! Mr. Daw was sorry he could not swing it all himself, but, being unable to do so, it immediately occurred to him that Mr. Gilman was the very man to benefit by the opportunity.
Mr. Gilman looked upon that glittering sample of ore, that unimpeachable53 certified assay, those beautifully printed stock certificates of the Red Mud Gold Mining Company, and he saw yellow. Nothing but gold, rich, red mud gold, was in all his safe, sane54 and conservative vision. Here, indeed, was no risk, for here were proofs enough and to spare. Besides, the entire transaction was so plausible55 and natural.
“By George, I’ll do it!” said Mr. Gilman, having already, in those few brief moments, planned what he would do with nine thousand dollars of profits. Mr. Daw was very loath56 to let Mr. Gilman go home after this announcement. He tried to get him to stay all night, so that they could go right down to the bank together in the morning and fix up the matter; for it must be understood that a glittering opportunity like this must be closed immediately. [Pg 24]Mr. Gilman, as a business man of experience, could appreciate that. But there were weighty reasons why Mr. Gilman could not do this, no matter how much he might desire it, or see its advisability. Very well, then, Mr. Daw would simply draw up that little agreement to pool their stock, so that the matter could be considered definitely settled, and Mr. Daw would then wire, yet that night, to the holders of the remaining stock that he would take it.
With much gravity and even pomp the agreement was drawn57 up and signed; then Mr. Gilman, taking the sage58 advice of Mr. Daw, drank seltzer and ammonia and ate lemon peel, whereupon he went home, keeping squarely in the center of the sidewalk to prove to himself that he could walk a straight line without wavering. Young Mr. Daw, meanwhile, clinging to that signed agreement as a mariner59 to his raft, sat upon the edge of his bed to rejoice and to admire himself; for this was Mr. Daw’s first adventure into the higher and finer degrees of “wise work,” and he was quite naturally elated over his own neatness and despatch60.
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