Oil wells in the woods . g about below, andnoticed that he looked pale and anxious. Not aminute passed that he did not look toward the in-dicator on the wall, the hand-writing, as it were. Steadily upward turned the hand upon the pointed now to one dollar and twenty-five. Weath-erbee entered, and calling a broker to one side, handedhim a slip of paper. Smedley saw him and walkedto where he stood. The eyes of the girls were upon them, and whileunable to hear a word, the actions of the men excitedtheir curiosity. Ah, Smedley, just been looking for you, Weather-bee said. Taking him by the
Oil wells in the woods . g about below, andnoticed that he looked pale and anxious. Not aminute passed that he did not look toward the in-dicator on the wall, the hand-writing, as it were. Steadily upward turned the hand upon the pointed now to one dollar and twenty-five. Weath-erbee entered, and calling a broker to one side, handedhim a slip of paper. Smedley saw him and walkedto where he stood. The eyes of the girls were upon them, and whileunable to hear a word, the actions of the men excitedtheir curiosity. Ah, Smedley, just been looking for you, Weather-bee said. Taking him by the arm and drawing himto one side of the room, he took from his pocket acertificate representing fifty thousand barrels of oil,and held it between his thumb and fore-finger. This, he said, is for my son when he thousand barrels bought at fifty cents, and nowworth—he pointed across the room where the handremained fixed at one dollar and twenty-five cents. Smedley, we are winners. I coaxed you into this [202]. OIL IS BOOMING deal knowing we were bound to win. I never losesight of my friends. I fully appreciate it, Mr. Smedley replied; youhave always been right in your speculative judgment. You limit my judgment then, to speculationonly? No! no! not that, Weatherbee. Your judgmentis right on everything. I hope so, Smedley, said the other, returningthe certificate to his pocket; theres another matterI wish to speak of upon which I hope my judgmentis right, too. What is it? Smedley, we have known each other a long time,and I have always liked you and your family; myson is in love with Nina, and wishes to have her forhis wife. She is a sweet girl, and one any man mightbe justly proud to call daughter. Personally, sheis the only girl I know of in the town that could, withmy consent, marry into my family. We all love her,and to see her a daughter to us both, you and I, whohave been cronies for so long, would make me a veryproud man indeed. For a moment the expression of S
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