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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, January 13, 1915, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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NUMBER FORTY-TWO
By Mary Garland Knight
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman)
When the uncie-of Willie Temple
ton died leaving ten thousand dollars
"to his beloved nephew" the latter
felt like the richest man in the world.
He did not start out on a mad
spendthrift riot That was not his
natural pace. He had missed real
home life since his parents died two
months previously. Young Temple
ton quetly set out to find a wife. He
was not after style, money or posi
tion. Some sweet, humble, little
woman who could appreciate a com
fortable home ws his ideal.
"There seems to be none such in
Elsdene," he decided, after every fortune-hunting
girl in the county had
set her cap at him.
"Business is what you want to
think of, old boy," declared his law
yer, a young man who was really
loyal to his interests.
Willis considered many business
propositions. Then came a wonder
ful chance to increase bis few thous
ands to a million, according to Vance
Trafton.
' This latter was a cousin. He had
' been a scapegrace in his youth. Later
Willis had heard he had figured as
' promoter and speculator. He had ap
peared at Elsdene about a montn
' after his accession of the fortune.
Willis had been pestered to death
' with mean, indigent and really de
serving relatives. He had more or
less gotten rid of most of them ac
cording to their deserts. When Traf
1 ton appeared it was an enjoyable re
- lief to Willis to find some one who
1 was not scheming to beg or borrow
of him.
', "I'm north closing a big deal," re
ported the fashionably dressed rela
' five who bore all the earmarks of
anent prosperity. Went to Flor-
"ears ago, bought one thou-
of swamp land at two dol-
i We've sold it all out
at twenty and I'm trying to buy a
tract irom a man in the city. You'd
ought to s.ee how we've made the wil
derness blossom as the rose. Think
of it ninety thousand pineapples
this year's crop. Juicy, mellow I
want you to come back with me and
see a real climate, Willis."
By degrees the wily, specious Traf
ton worked on Willis until the latter
was actually anxious to buy an inter
est in the wonderful proposition. It
was finally agreed that he should in-
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"I'm North Closing a Big Deal."
vest eight thousand dollars for a one
fourth share in the new land about
to be opened up.
"I'll go to the city and arrange to
get the deeds for. the land," an
nounced Trafton. "In the mean
time I'll have a choice half dozen of.
our pineapples shipped to you, just
to show you what magnificent fruit
we raise."
In a day or two along came a crate
directed to Willis. As he opened it,
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