Black Hills (S.D. and Wyo.) -- History -- 19th century -- Fiction; Frontier and pioneer life -- United States -- Fiction
"We have decided, Mr. Knapp," he began, "to ask you to be our
superintendent, provided of course the company is formed. We feel sure
that your best efforts will be expended in our behalf, because your
interests will be ours." Then he went on briefly to flatter Billy
exceedingly, until that individual was ready to weep with joy. "Our
proposition is this," he concluded. "We intend to form a stock company
of two hundred thousand shares at one dollar a share, non-assessable.
Of this amount a majority will be held by the promoters of the company,
some other smaller amount will remain in the treasury, and, say, fifty
thousand will be floated on the market. Our offer is, to make you
superintendent at a nominal salary of five thousand, and to give you in
addition thirty thousand promoter's shares as your price of the claims.
These shares you may either sell or keep. Thus you may either take a
certain sum of money, or you may pool your interests with ours,
confident that every good showing made by you as superintendent will
increase the value of your holding as participator in the enterprise.
In other words it gives you a personal interest in your work here.
What do you say?"
"Heads I win, tails you lose," said Lafond over in the corner, but he
said it under his breath.
To Billy it was all gorgeous. He saw only that he was offered thirty
thousand dollars and five thousand a year, in addition to keeping the
position of prominence he coveted. To him the paper dollar shares
looked as good as paper dollar bills.
"What do I say?" he cried, "I say 'put her thar,' and thank you. Let's
go have a drink!"
So the meeting adjourned, wonderfully inspirited, especially Michaïl
Lafond, for at last he saw a chance.
As he looked up at the stars that night before turning in, he made a
quaint little sign on high. It was the Indian gesture of worship.
"Lafond," he purred to himself, "you are a fool for luck. Rippling
Water used to say you were born under a lucky star, and by the Turtle,
I believe she was right!"
For though the Easterners thought they had done well in paying Billy
with a paper futurity, Lafond saw two sides to the question. The
meeting had been conducted, apparently, in the most business-like and
painstaking manner, yet it was to be noted that the fundamental facts,
the facts on whose accuracy depended the whole value of the subsequent
figuring, were accepted on Billy's mere say-so, without an attempt at
outside verification. Billy was honest, but he was superficial. His
temperament did not force him to search out the little details.
Michaïl Lafond was in the habit of searching them out very thoroughly.
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