The Lookout Man by B. M. Bower
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applied the tonic. It seemed a shame to waste that now with a shampoo,
and she did not dare to go for another dish of the tonic; so Kate sighed and consoled herself with a dollar saved, and went without the manicure also. Rather incoherently she returned to her subject, but she did not succeed in giving Miss Rose anything more than a confused idea of a trip somewhere that would really be an outing, and a tremendous opportunity to make thousands of dollars with very little effort. This sounded alluring. Marion mentally cancelled a date with a party going to Venice that evening, and agreed to meet Kate at six o'clock, and hear more about it. In the candy shop where they ate, her mind was even more receptive to tremendous opportunities for acquiring comparative wealth with practically no initial expense and no effort whatever. Not being subjected to the distraction of a beauty parlor, Kate forgot to use her carefully modulated, elocutionary voice, and buzzed with details. "It's away up in the northern part of the State somewhere, in the mountains. You know timber land is going to be tremendously valuable--it is now, in fact. And this tract of beautiful big trees can be gotten and flumed--or something--down to a railroad that taps the country. It's in Forest Reserve, you see, and can't be bought by the lumber companies. I had the professor explain it all to me again, after I left the Martha, so I could tell you. "A few of us can club together and take mining claims on the land--twenty acres apiece. All we have to do is a hundred dollars' worth of work--just digging holes around on it, or something--every |
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