Richmond Palladium (Daily), Volume 33, Number 43, 29 March 1908 — Page 9

l'AGK-MMJ. SULZBERGER AND TEE WAY By Gelston Spring.

THE RICHMOND PALLADIUJI AND SUX TELKC.KA3I, SUNDAY, MARCH Ui), UH)S . j

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Copyright, 1908, by Thoma II. ilcKee. NAPOLEON SULZBERGER, of Sulzberger's Big Store, wearily climbed the etep3 of the high stone Btoop of his Lexington Avenue residence. He entered and as wearily aacended to the second floor above. A low light was burning In hl3 wife's bedroom. His wife was sitting up In bed. "Napoleon!" she exclaimed gladly. "Where have jou been these times?"

??PMM Trill HE HAD BEGUN SELLING ffcptffeon Bank Into a chair at the bedside. He Waved his hand expressively. "Ah!" he exclaimed, wiping his brow, "such times 1 Such cbampa&ne suppers! Such Coney Island entertainments! Such touring-car runs! You never see such things, Miriam, as I have been doing. And money tt ran like water (ike water." "Whose money?" gently asked his wife. "My money," groaned Sttlrbergw, "mine. He - :l back and was silent for an instant. Then, .7. 1 a finger on his Hps, he rose; stepped to the door. nd shut and locked It. "I got It," he whispered to his wife, across the room. ; "You got It?" she repeated, her eyes widening with ixcilement. "No! Never!" I got It, Miriam," he assured her once again. He mlled Into her eyes, but he was smiling to himself. 14 he sat there, it seemed to him that every crisis in fcls life had been att:nded by-Miriam's fitting up in feed at night and hearing about it. Hewrememcered the first time, when he had bought-old- Schiffleln'a eoond-hand place, years before, for seventy-five dollars. It was an open stand on the street; not a store. On that night, as to-night, he bad come home late, to the one room where he and'Mirlani had lived, and Miriam, with sleepy eyes and" tousled hair, sitting up In bed, had been told about it. "Tell me," Miriam was now insisting. Napoleon seized a piece of paper and placed it on a magazine upon his knee. Once more he looked stealthily about? the room. Then, with quick nervous atrokes, he sketched a plan upon the paper. "This is Second Avenue," he said; "here is Sulifcerger's Big Store. So. And this," he continued, "is Where IT runs." "The subway!" exclaimed Miriam. His hand was across her mouth In an instant. "Sh-h-h-h-h!" he hissed. "Such a thing as this cost ne dollars on dollars to get." He leaned over and Whispered, still with his hand over his wife's mouth: vThls here is the subway; the Second Avenue SobWay of New York." Miriam brushed his hand away and placed a finger on the map, "What should-this be?" she inquired. "The station." he returned; "the subway station". It's Just two blocks from the Big Store." She groaned with disappointment. "That there station should be by the Big Store." she protested plaintively. She was disappointed. But Napoleon Sulzberger shook his head. "You don't see the point." he explained. "True, there is the Big Store, end here is the station two Mocks apart. That is not the point. The point is, that there are Just six people in New York in the Whole world who know about this here route and these here stations. One of these six is you. one is jne. three la chief engineers who would not let wild horses tear this here thing from them. This sixth man is this here young engineer who has been doing things til such things as can be done by young engineers, on my money, every night for the last ten days. So. I got it out of him. He showed me; he showed me good and hard and fast. And I know, I YOUNG MAN SERIOUSLY ILL CINCINNATI Cleo Crump Near Death's Door.

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know what la to be done by these subway engineers and what they have planned. I have the knowledge, Just a little knowledge." "A dangerous thing," his young wife quoted, "Sure," answered Napoleon decisively; "this little knowledge is dangerous, but not for Sulzberger's Big Store. No. Dangerous for others. You watch out. You'll see. Think of it! Nobody even knows that there is to be a Second Avenue Subway. Oh, talk, talk, talk? Yea. And prices have gene up, of Second Avenue real estate. Sure. But nothing certain. But lrok. When the old subway was built, people didn't

BOILED CLOAKS know they did. not know, how it would go. Would it be a success? Should it be a failure. liein? Nobody could say. But-now when they know. Why, all the world will buy up Second Avenue." With his finger Napoleon drew his rough map on the counterpane, and placed his hand flat upon a portion of it. "Napoleon Sulzberger," he concluded, "shall buy this here block, by this here subway station, fpr this here new Big Store." Next day Sulzberger went two blocks north, to look over the ground. Yes. it was all right. There was the cross-town horse-car line. That was the logical place, the only place for the subway station. For ten blocks north and south there was no other place. "I shall buy this block,'' he whispered to himseir. He musedt as be stood there on the corner. The development 'in. rapid transit reminded him of his own career. He. had begun notso many years ago, selling soiled cloaks at Schtffleln's little stand, along the horse-car line. He and Miriam had lived In one room. Then he had bought up a little eight-foot wide cloakstore on the avenue, and there bad been the Elevated, noisy, lumbering, clumsy, a thing that had to be. Just as second-hand cloak-stores had to be. And when the cables and the trolley-cars had, come in on the avenue, Sulzberger had stepped" Into a plate glass front and had sold new goods. And now be owned the Big-Store abig bunch of Old buildings, repainted,'' connected together in a huge mass, added to, remodeled, strengthened, coalesced. Ugly it was, but it was Sulzberger's, where you could buy anything from a toothpick to a portable house. "If this here subway only came to me instead of my going to this here subway!" was his dally thought. But there was no help for it. In a week he had secured options on the whole block two streets north. He paid for them, and he got long options. But Sulzberger, who had been haggling all his life, didn't haggle now. He wasn't buying real estate as real estate; he was buying ground on which the New Big Store would stand, sucking into its open maw the tens of thousands who would pass that way when the Second Avenue Subway had become an accomplished fact. He secured his options. Their totals staggered him. But he knew that there was but one thing to do. He must own that block. Otherwise somebody else might build a big store on that corner. Three months later he opened his newspaper one morning, and the blood rushed into his face as he read a headline: "SUBWAY FOR SECOND AVENUE." Yes, the public had it now. It was every man's secret. And there was a rush for Second Avenue property. Sulzberger laughed in glee, and that night again stepped into hi3 wife's room, and again found her sitting up in bed. "I have been offered five prices for my building on that subway corner," he said. H "Then you should sell." Napoleon only laughed. "Who offers, do you think? Yergmann!" Miriam gasped. "Yergmann of Fourth avenue!" "Ah! He, the biggest of us all, he would invade this here Second Avenue, he and his stores. Sure!" "If he should pay ten prices," ventured Miriam. Napoleon Sulzberger snorted. His blood rose in his veins. "If he should pay twenty prices," be said, "he does not get it." IS BLEW POSTOFFICE

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Time passed. Yergmann of Fourth avenue did h:s best to get that corner. But. assured of fallurs, ha finally desisted. And Miriam one day pointed out the real estate, column to Sulzberger. N'apolcoa chuckled. "Such a b!g fool!" he exclaimed. "Is he crazy, that there Yergmann?" For Yergmann hai bought on Second Avenue after all, but not on Sulzberger's new corner, nor on the corner opposite that would have been disastrous. No! Two blocks further up the street? "Why, he will die two blocks away from that station, just as I would die in my old store. He will be a back nuir.ber. He will be out of it. Sure! To ba sure! " So elated was Napoleon that he went that very day and ordered work started on his new site. "Everything comes my way and Miriam's." he assured himself. He could not foresee that six weeks later he would be leaning limply back in his offlce chair, with ruin staring him in the face. But that is what happened. The morning papers had it, and had It unmistakably, not headlined, only stuck away in a corner as a bit of unimportant current news: "CHANGES IN NEW SUBWrAY ROUTE." What changes? None that affected Napoleon SulzTwrger, until "What can this be?" he cried out in anguish. Well, it was there in all Its ghastllness. The subway station, had been moved two blocks north on Second Avenue. Two blocks north on Second Avenue. Just where Yergmann of Fourth avenue was locating his new Eecond Avenue Syndicate Store. Napoleon tore hts hair. "Who has done this here?" he cried. Next day he started to find out. The city hadn't done it. The commissioners hadn't done it. The contracting company hadn't done it. No one had done It directly. It had merely happened. But Sulzberger knew in his soul that Yergmann tad done it. Miriam tried to make the best of it. "You can sell that corner, then, for five prices." He shook his head. "The subway station is not there. People will not buy and pay five prices." "They will pay two prices." "Maybe; maybe not. But what of that?" returned Napoleon. "Do you not understand I have contracted for and I am liable for the erection of that there new store? It is a matter of hundreds of thousands. The erection must go on. I am ruined, Miriam." "If you had only let well enough alone," sighed Miriam. Napoleon 6hook his head and shoulders. "No!" he thundered. "No! I did right. I should take chances. It is right I tell you, my wife, we have weathered storms. Eh, little one? But remember this: I shall stick it out, and I Bhall win out, if not to-day, then to-morrow. If I fail I shall fail for hundreds of thousands. But I shall go on." In his dilemma he started in by going boldly to the commission, to the city authorities, to various politicians, and to the contracting engineers. He was plausible, persuasive, insistent. "I should like," he told them, "that there should be a station on that corner for my store." They laughed. "Is that all?" they inquired. Napoleon never yet had learned modesty In its truest sense. He shrugged his shoulders. "No," he went on, "I should like also an underground entrance from that thre station into my store. I should like that my sign, 'Sulzberger's Big Store,' so should bo placed where all could see." "Is that all?" Sulzberger showed his teeth. "No," he went on. "I should like for all the guards, when these here trains begin to run, to call out at that there station so like this: 'Sulzberger's. " "Anything else " "That is enough," sighed Napoleon. But they were adamant. He twisted, turned, and tried a thousand new experiments. No use. The subway station was going to be at Yergmann's corner, and it was there to stay. Yergmann simply had been too big, too influential, to be ignored by the officials. Slowly but surely the subway neared completion! Slowly but surely Sulzberger's New Store and Yergmann's Second Avenue Syndicate Store neared completion. Both stores had been started late, and both stores expected to open about one year before the first trains were to run. All these things had taken months, years. And these years were making their impress on Napoleon. He grew thin, nervous, a bit wild-eyed. But be would not give up. "Anyhow," he told Miriam, "I carry this here bluff to the limit. I know what I'm up against, but the others don't, and they don't know I know It, either." And suddenly the time came when it was but a matter of four months or so before the old Big Store should move Into the New Big Store two blocks above. $ "A moving 6Ie," smiled Miriam and Napoleon. It ironed the wrinkles from their cheeks. These moving sales warmed ftelr hearts. A moving sale, well advertised, meant money; lots of it "We shall fill that old store to the chimneys," announced Napoleon. "I have been buying all over for a year, cheap, cheap, cheap, out of season, everything. Maybe we shall make enough money on that sale to tide us over. Who knows?" "We must advertise this 6ale big!" exclaimed Miriam. "We shall write them out together, you and I, little one." said Napoleon. What pleasure they took writing these advertisements! They knew how, too. Sulzberger's advertisements never tired you. They were always specific. They told you of one special bargain. They never descended to tame generalities. Miriam's announcements started like this: 1.34S Woolen Night Shirts at 30 Cents. How Did We Oet 'Em? Why Have We Got 'Em? Why Do We Sell 'Em at 30 Cents? What Are They? And so on. Her advertisements were like a onering circus. They didn't confuse. Before you got through reaaing them you knew more about Sulzberger's than you did about the ball gam. And Miriam and Napoleon spread themselves onjthis new moving-out-sale ad that was to out-Sulzberger Sulzberger. Finally they sighed with relief. "All done but shoving m up next to good reading

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matter," said Napoleon. Ho got the choice posiuoa next day, himself, through hiniself. the prprl"tor and advertising agent o? the Big Store. Napoleon always got his ra';e-o5. anJ always asked for it. "New," he told his favorite' papers, wh'.eh mean, ail the newspapers in New Ycrh, and a jecd mar.y out of it, "just as it is. No mistakes, a.z3 1:0 delays. It goes just as it is." The ad was to appear Sun lay morr.ir.g. By Thursday night it had been ali set up everywhere, am! ty Friday night, possibly, it had been actually printed on the sheets that were to cc-tr.a cut Sunday. It was Friday nifht that Napoleon strolled down after supper, long after supper, to look at his now store, and to look at the subway corner that wasn't a subway comer. And he continued duv.ui toward his old Big Store, stocked to the chimneys with jtooda that would s-?t the public cra.'.y Monday morning. Suddenly he stopped and shivered. "What's that?" he gasped. What was it? Same shuddering noise, as of a snowslide. Something strange, uncanny. Then he looi.ed behind him. Then he yelled at the tcp of his voice and ran. "Look out!" he cried. "Look out!" For he had seen a vision as of foundations giving way. of roofs tumbling in, of walls bulging out. caving in. breaking into fragments. There had been a sound like thunder, a huge cloud of dust, and he was running, running, into safety. "Look out!" he cried to passers-by. "Look out!" He was half a mile away and In a dar,k side street before he knew that he was safe. Then he crawled back. The crowd was there by this time, and Second Avenue was choked up. With what? People? No. Debris. Something had happened. The people were wild. Gongs rang. Ambulances appeared on the scene though no one was actually hurt. But the havoc was tremendous. "What is it?" he queried on the outside of the crowd. No one answered him. Then he Eaw curling up above a big mound of ruins a tongue of flame. In another instant there was a cloud of smoke, and a furnace of fire belched forth. Then he came to his senses. "It's Sulzberger's!" he heard some one say. The cry went through the crowd: "It's Sulzberger's Big Store!" "The subway!" The crowd was taking up this cry now. "The subway has caved in!" For the first time Sulzberger saw it all. The subway, running as it did, in front of, and under his old big store, had raved in under the weight of the big building. Its walls had. not been properly strengthened, some engineer had been at fault, and Sulzberger's Big Store had dropped into the subway and was afire. "Somebody's gol to pay for this!" Sulzberger assured himself when the whole truth dawned upon him. He ran home as fast as his trembling legs would carry him and told Miriam about it. Miriam hit the nail upon the head. "How much will they have to pay?" She was all business. They

IN HIS DILEMMA HE WENT kfiftV gfiout losees. And she divined at once that the profits of their big moving sale had gone, never to return. "We ought not to lose a dollar by this." she said, "and yet " Then Napoleon shrieked at the top of his thin voice. "Those ads!" he cried. "Those ads"' "What?" queried Miriam. "We've got to stop 'em," he said, "every one cf 'em. If they see those prices in the paper they'll appraise our goods, when it comes to the show-down. At half their actual cost to me. if they see those ads." Napoleon Sulzberger stood for an instant, motionless. Then he sprang to the telephone and ordered his big touring car. "I'll stop every paper in New York City on those ads." he declared. "I'll see the head men. They've got to stop 'em. I'll pay 'em to stop 'em. I don't care whether they've got 'em all printed or not." He strode to his desk. "Miriam," he said, "here is the. out-of-town list. Call up every newspaper in Jersey, or anywhere, that's got one of those ads and stop it. Stop it! Understand?"

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He reached home at seven o'clock in the morning Miriam was s:ttiug up in bed. "I did it." he aa-roum-ed. He khst-J her. "How did you come out?" he qu.rivi. She Unshed excitedly. "All right." she answered. ' cv.'t'i t Ta::aervUie Times of Tannerville, New Jersey. They wouldn't stop the ad for love o money." They wouldn't:" he sputtered. "They've got to, don't you see'" "Yes." she said, "it'll be stopped. I had to buy tba 5a;er r'iu!!t and ull Over th-? ';hone. It's ours now, the Tacnerviile T rnes We've stopped It. Yes" That day New York knew that th Setxmd Avenue subway fcai caved In. New York knew that somehow it was the fault of the contractors. And the claim agent of the contractors called on Sulzberger. Sulzberger only shook his h.ad. "I don't care to Bottle," he announced, "111 sue. "Do you mind letting rae know how much yo claim "' asked the claim-agent. Sulzberger yawned. "This is no insurance adjustment." he said. "I won't tell you but one thing. I had that store filled to the chimneys with the best 'goods in New York City, and when the proper time comc3 I'll prove it. I'm going to sue, that's all." For three rurnths the New Store stool empty. Fcr three months Sulzberger worked up a first-class dim. as?e suit against the contractors for tha Sooad Avenue subway. For three months they asked blm to name a figure. And for three months he wouldn't do it. But there were things that he was finding out. There were wheels within wheels, and influences within influences. And he know, and the contractors knew, that the contractors were faring a big damage claim for the loss of Sulzberger's goods that might run up to three-quarters of a million dollars. And one day ReAerger came out into the open. "I'm coming down to see you." he announced to tha head contractor. He came, and the contractor saw him in person. "What do you want?" he asked of Sulzberger. Sulzberger smiled. "In dollars," he returned, "nothing." The big contractor opened his eyes. "What then? he queried. "Listen." said Sulzberger, and leaning over he put his hands on the knees of the contractor and toll him his plan. At the end of the conference, the big contractor nodded his head. "I'll see what I can Uo." he promised. And week after week Napoleon Sulzberger looked down into the corner of the paper to find the "Subway Changes." One day he turned to Miriam. "To-morrow," ha announced. "I begin to stock up my New Big Stora on wind." Napoleon Sulzberger and his wife boarded the Second Avenue subway train at the Bridge, and went tip

BOLDLY TO THE COMMISSION. town. The new subway, completed six months fore, had become wouderfuliy popular. The train was crowded to the limit. The crowd hung onto the straps and surged and swayed good-naturedly, as is the way with New Yorkers In, and out, of rush hours. "Where can they be going?" asked Miriam. "Huh-umph street," yelled the guard. And tha train cane to a stop, the tickle of the bell echoed from car to car and the mctorman swung his lever again. Suddenly the gcard broke out again. "Hay ho humph street." he announced once more. The crowd swayed toward the door. This station was different from the rest. Far to the right was the wide entrance of a well-lighted basement of a store. "Hay ho humph street," repeated the guard an! stopped. Then in a stentorian voice that might be beard for half a mile "Suliberjrer'a,' cried the guard, as plain as day, "Sulzberger's." "This ia our corner," said Sulzberger to his wifa. And they passed out with the crowd. GRANTED DIVORCE. Mary Caveny Got Action Against Her Husband. Mary Caveny was granted a divorce from Michael Caveny in the Wayne circuit court this mornln?. Mrs. Caveny alleged her husbanJ had deserted her and since failed to provide fofr h. in any way.

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