Part 18 (1/2)

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(_Leslie's Weekly_)

MILLIONAIRES MADE BY WAR

BY HOMER CROY

A tall, gaunt, barefooted Missouri hill-billy stood beside his rattly, dish-wheeled wagon waiting to see the uessed only too well that the hill-billy had so he wanted to swap for lumber

”What can I do for you?”

The hillot so over the side of the wagon he placed his rough hand tenderly on a black luuess yuh knohat it is”

The saw ly and turned toward the mill

”It's lead, pardner, pure lead, and I knohere it coht to the spot--ef I wanted to”

The h stone and tried to lift it But he could not budge it ”It does see askin' for showin' me where you found it?”

The farmer from the foothills cut his eyes down to crafty slits ”I was 'lowing just tother day as how a house pattern would come in handy Ef you'll saw me out one I'll take you to the spot” And so the deal was consu away, joyous over having got a fine house pattern worth 40 fora fellohere you could pick up a few hunks of lead

That was forty-five years ago and it was thus that the great Joplin lead and zinc district was azine_)

FRANK A SCOTT, CHAIRMAN OF THE WAR INDUSTRIES BOARD

BY THEODORE TILLER

One day in the year 1885 a twelve-year-old boy, who had to leave school and make his oay in the world on account of his father's death, applied for a job in a railroad freight-office in Cleveland, Ohio

”I'm afraid you won't do,” said the chief ”We need a boy, but you're not tall enough to reach the letter-press”

”Well, couldn't I stand on a box?” suggested the young seeker of employment

That day a box was added to the equipht-office and the name of Frank A Scott to the payroll

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(_New York Times_)

NEW YORKER INVENTS NEW EXPLOSIVE AND GIVES IT TO THE UNITED STATES