selling on sample, and having the goods made by a city jewelry manufacturer."
"That's it," suddenly broke in Bob Haven to Markham, who had carelessly slipped on one of the false moustaches in question. "Heard about your talent as an entertainer."
"Yes, give us a round,, Markham," suggested Bart.
Markham got up on a chair, put on Stet's cap, applied goatee and false teeth, and soon had the audience screaming with hilarity over a very creatable representation of a stranded actor giving a monologue in a country grocery store.
The party broke up with congratulatory hand shakes and all kind of good wishes for the success of Frank's new business enterprise.
When Bart and the others had gone, Frank and Markham looked about their business quarters with a proud air of satisfaction and comfort.
"I tell you, Frank, those fellows are royal good friends of yours," spoke Markham.
"Yes," said Frank with real emotion, "they have indeed given me the lift they promised me. We are of poor business material, indeed, if we cannot make this fine beginning lead to a grand success. Now then, for a genuine start in the morning. If you will act as typewriter till we can
