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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, February 22, 1916, LAST EDITION, Image 20

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Peculations and made good use of
them. The month of wild specula
tion that had just ended had been a
hard one for Jerrold. It had left the
little clerk a millionaire.
Jerrold sat in his office, utterly bro
ken. Everything had gone up in
smoke, and at last he knew the name
of the man who had ruined him.
He had learned too late. His own
place of power had fallen to the clerk.
He had lost seven million dollars, and
Kane must have made three times
that sum. A sense of irony was
stronger than his rage.
"A gent, sir, wants to see you "
"I'll see nobody."
"I think you'll see me, Mr. Jerrold,"
said Kane, who had followed hard on
the heels of the office boy. "It's five
years since you saw me before," he
added, quietly.
Jerrold sprang up with a snarl. But
the clerk did not flinch; he seemed
transformed, and it was he who pos
sessed the ease, the confidence.
"Yes, I have your money, Jerrold,"
he said. "In this life, Jerrold, the
riches and the women go to the
strong. You blackguard," he burst
out fiercely, "I've brought you your
seven millions, your dirty millions.
Now take them to your wife and iell
her that's her first husband's wedding
present to her second."
And he flung a check upon the oth
er man's desk.
Jerrold stared at it, stared at the
man who had bested himt who was
already going. Suddenly he felt him
self choking; he realized that the tra
gedy had eaten into Kane's soul, had
branded it indelibly with shame.
"Kane!" he muttered huskily. "See
here! Didn't you know?"
"Know what?" cried Kane.
"Why that she didn't marry me!
I haven't seen her since that day.
She went west and and thought bet
ter of it, Kane. Lord, to think you
didn't know! The money "
"Damn the money!" yelled Kane,
yushing from the office,
And in the heavens, dancing in
lurid red on-their blue background, he
saw the number of the house on Mor
timer street.
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Kder Haggard
With a commission from the Royal
Colonial institute, the author of
"She" is making a world tour to in
vestigate opportunities for strength
ening the British empire after the
war. He hopes to locate colonies of
English soldiers and their families in
British possessions and iceep them
from emigrating to foreign countries.
The editor of this paper has propo
sitions from a bopz'e house by which
he can get a lot of whisky for adver
tising. At the same time he is offer
ed a course of treatment at a Keeley
institute for more advertising space.
If accepted, that would be as good
as perpetual motion as long as the
editor and advertising hold out
Monroe City, Mo., News,
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