7/11 half yearly, and be worth thirty thousand. I know all about it; the advertisement is in the Cincinnati paper here." "Land, thirty thousand for ten--in a year! Let's jam in the whole capital and pull out ninety! I'll write and subscribe right now--tomorrow it maybe too late." He was flying to the writing-desk, but Aleck stopped him and put him back in his chair. She said: "Don't lose your head so. WE mustn't subscribe till we've got the money; don't you know that ?" Sally's excitement went down a degree or two, but he was not wholly appeased. He's probably out of his troubles before this; it's a hundred to nothing he's selecting his brimstone-shovel this very minute. |