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title: 'The Day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, November 25, 1914, LAST EDITION, Image 18',
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NOT SO SHREWD!
By Mary Evans Galbraith
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
"A mighty slick young fellow," was
what most people saichof Joel Quinby.
"A steady-going plodder," was the
way Ned Travers was designated.
Both were in love with Constance
Farrar, beauty and belle. Naturally
Joel attracted her with his brilliant,
dashing ways. When Constance se
riously reflected, however, her
thoughts mostly favored Ned.
Both young men had a future to
make, and both started in with the
big wholesale house of Brown & Co.
on an equal footing and with even
Joel was in the buying, and Ned in
the selling department. The house
had a large clientele. With Ned the
effort was to buy as cheaply as possi
ble, with Joel to sell at the best profit
he could get. The latter had' the in
stincts of a natural trader and forged
ahead rapidly. He began to sport
loud clothes, diamonds, and assumed
an independent, swaggering man
ner that did not win friends among
One day Ned had an insight into
the character of Joel that affected
him gravely. Joel invited him to visit
his club. It was all new to Ned, who
noticed that Joel made himself con
spicuous. Some men were playing
cards at a table, when Joel sauntered
"I say," he observed in his bold, ob
trusive way, "speaking of cards, I've
run across a queer thing. Friend of
mine developed sort of occult power.
Told me any time, any place, 'he
would be able to tell what .any se
lected card in the deck would be,
even if he was ten miles away."
"What's the trick, Quinby? "'ques
tioned one of the men.
"No trick at all straight clairvoy
ance," insisted Joel. "I've enough
faith in it to bet $100 to $50 that you
can select a card, show it only to the
five of us here, then send a friend to
the telephone, call up my friend and
he'll name the card."
"I doubt that," spoke one of the
playing quartet, "and I'll take your
The money was put up. One of the
card players selected a card. It was
the ten of spades. Silently he showed
"I doubt that."
it to Joel and his companions. Then
he lay it face down on the table.
"Hey, Jenks," he called to the club
manager, "go to the phone, will you ?
Now then what's your friend's ad
dress?" he asked'of Joel. .
"Central 2056. Ask for Mr. Ran
The club manager called up the
number indicated. Ned interestedly
keeping track of the incident, heard
him say over the wire: T
"This Mr. Randolph yes?, Mr,
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