Dick Hamilton's Fortune; Or, The Stirring Doings of a Millionaire's SonGaris, Howard Roger
Philosophy
Dick Hamilton's Fortune; Or, The Stirring Doings of a Millionaire's Son
Garis, Howard Roger
Children of the rich -- Juvenile fiction
I. Dick is in a Hurry 1
II. A Strange Will 12
III. Uncle Ezra Threatens 20
IV. Dick Becomes Celebrated 34
V. Dick Aids Henry 44
VI. A Trip to New York 50
VII. A Sharper Foiled 59
VIII. Dick and the Reporter 69
IX. A Circus Comes to Town 79
X. Dick Invests in Happiness 85
XI. Hank Darby in Business 96
XII. Gold Mine Stock 105
XIII. Dick's Brave Act 114
XIV. Dick Gives a Party 125
XV. The Conspiracy 135
XVI. Dick Turns Detective 141
XVII. Grit's Revenge 150
XVIII. Uncle Ezra's Visit 156
XIX. The Fresh-Air Youngsters 164
XX. Tim's Disclosure 173
XXI. In Which Mr. Vanderhoof Vanishes 183
XXII. Off for the West 189
XXIII. At the Mines 197
XXIV. A Night Trip 205
XXV. Down in a Gold Mine 215
XXVI. Simon's Confession 223
XXVII. The Panic 232
XXVIII. Henry in Trouble 242
XXIX. The Flying Machine 249
XXX. A Disastrous Flight 256
XXXI. Good News--Conclusion 264
DICK HAMILTON'S FORTUNE
CHAPTER I
DICK IS IN A HURRY
"Here comes Dick Hamilton!" exclaimed a flashily-dressed youth to his
companion, no less gaily attired, as the two stood in front of a
building from which sounded a peculiar clicking noise.
"So it is, Guy," was the answer. "Let's get him into a game. Maybe I can
win a little money. I need it, for I'm nearly dead broke."
"I thought you always had all the cash you wanted, Simon," remarked Guy
Fletcher, with something like a sneer in his voice. "I know I loaned you
some the other day."
"Do you think that lasted until now?" inquired Simon Scardale, glancing
down at his patent leather shoes. "I'm short of ready money now, and if
we can get your friend Hamilton into a game of billiards I think I can
beat him."
"He's no friend of mine," returned Guy, with a short laugh. "He isn't my
kind, even if his father is a millionaire."
"That's the main reason why you ought to cultivate his acquaintance,"
returned Simon. "It pays to keep in with such fellows. But here he is.
Let me do the talking. You needn't play if you don't want to."
The two boys, who in spite of their fine clothes, did not have an air of
good breeding, watched the approach of Dick Hamilton as he sauntered
down the main street of the town that pleasant afternoon late in June.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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