Strictly business: more stories of the four million eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 274 pages of information about Strictly business.

Strictly business: more stories of the four million eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 274 pages of information about Strictly business.

“Sure!” he said with a grin; “but you mean a peroxide Juno, don’t you?”

Mrs. O’Brien heard, and lifted an auriferous head.  Her businesslike eye rested for an instant upon the disappearing form of Mr. Kelley.  Except in street cars one should never be unnecessarily rude to a lady.

When the gallant Colombian and his escort arrived at the Broadway address, they were held in an anteroom for half an hour, and then admitted into a well-equipped office where a distinguished looking man, with a smooth face, wrote at a desk.  General Falcon was presented to the Secretary of War of the United States, and his mission made known by his old friend, Mr. Kelley.

“Ah—­Colombia!” said the Secretary, significantly, when he was made to understand; “I’m afraid there will be a little difficulty in that case.  The President and I differ in our sympathies there.  He prefers the established government, while I—­” the secretary gave the General a mysterious but encouraging smile.  “You, of course, know, General Falcon, that since the Tammany war, an act of Congress has been passed requiring all manufactured arms and ammunition exported from this country to pass through the War Department.  Now, if I can do anything for you I will be glad to do so to oblige my old friend, Mr. Kelley.  But it must be in absolute secrecy, as the President, as I have said, does not regard favorably the efforts of your revolutionary party in Colombia.  I will have my orderly bring a list of the available arms now in the warehouse.”

The Secretary struck a bell, and an orderly with the letters A. D. T. on his cap stepped promptly into the room.

“Bring me Schedule B of the small arms inventory,” said the Secretary.

The orderly quickly returned with a printed paper.  The Secretary studied it closely.

“I find,” he said, “that in Warehouse 9, of Government stores, there is shipment of 2,000 stands of Winchester rifles that were ordered by the Sultan of Morocco, who forgot to send the cash with his order.  Our rule is that legal-tender money must be paid down at the time of purchase.  My dear Kelley, your friend, General Falcon, shall have this lot of arms, if he desires it, at the manufacturer’s price.  And you will forgive me, I am sure, if I curtail our interview.  I am expecting the Japanese Minister and Charles Murphy every moment!”

As one result of this interview, the General was deeply grateful to his esteemed friend, Mr. Kelley.  As another, the nimble Secretary of War was extremely busy during the next two days buying empty rifle cases and filling them with bricks, which were then stored in a warehouse rented for that purpose.  As still another, when the General returned to the Hotel Espanol, Mrs. O’Brien went up to him, plucked a thread from his lapel, and said: 

“Say, senor, I don’t want to ‘butt in,’ but what does that monkey-faced, cat-eyed, rubber-necked tin horn tough want with you?”

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