The weekly Oskaloosa herald. [volume] (Oskaloosa, Iowa) 1855-1885, 1873-10-16

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ed, though in instant expectation o
death, were perfectly collected ant
quiet, and not muscle moved.
At twenty-five minutes past 10
Col. Hoge, who was leaning on the
back rail of the platform, dropped
his handkerchief. Corporal Thomas
Ross, OF the Twelfth Infantry, raised
his hatchet, Gu, the rope, and the
four criminals launched into eternity
Capt. Jack and Black Jim died easi
ly, but Schonchin and Boston
Charley both twitched considerably.
How She Got that Check cashsd.
First she got in front of the dis.
count clerks window, and out of an
exceedingly elegant Russia leather
portemonaIe she extracted a check,
which she smoothed out, looking at
it with remarkable business like
air, and pushed it through the win.
dow with charming smile, which
might have softened the heart of any
man but discount clerk. This ar.
ticular clerk was not hard hearted, i,
so he took time, though busy, to say
"You must go to the paying teller"
at the same time pointing toward
that individual.
Away went the lady, a little dis
concerted, but not dismayed. "Any-
body mi ght have made that mis-.
take," she argued. So she walked
up to the next desk with renewed
confidence. Now she might be right
and she resolved to be exceedingly
manly and business.like.
"The money on this check if you
plleaase."
"Forty eight, ffty-four, sixty.one
-eh F.! Oh ! Check? Paying-teller,
sixty-four"-and the clerks head
was bent over the column of figures
he was adding
Finally it struck the lady that pos.
sibly the paying-teller might be the
proper person to see, and after short
search she found his window, with
long line of persons in front of it.
Now, an average man would have
taken his place in the rear, and wait
ed his turn as patiently as might be,
but nobody could dream of a wo-
mans doing that, and of course this
one did nothing of the sort, not she.
She marched firmly up to the win.
dow, and in tones not half as dulcet
as those she had used on entering
the bank, asked for the cash on that
check. Now, if she had been man,
she would have been snubbed by the
teller. showed by the men, laughed
at by the boys, and generally badly
treated, but being woman, she was
let alone, partly from politeness, but
more because it would take more
time to reason with her than to let
her have her own way-to say moth.
ing Of the chances of her having i,
anyhow. So the psying.teller took
the check, glanced at 1t after the
manner OF his class, and politely in
quired: "Large or small bills, mad.
am" BY this time madam had be
come lost in meditation on the ques
ton of how she should trim thai new
walking suit, and it was some time
before she could be aroused-in fact
the question had to be repeated, no,
quite 80 politely.
"What? Oh! Yeas; let me
see. Large, guess"
Three or four of those marvellous
flashes of the hands and the bills are
before her. OF course she had to
count them, and you know how a
woman counts money. First she
takes one bill off the pile and looks
at it suspiciously and lays it down a
little way of, then she takes the next
one and then the next one, counting
out loud all the time, and then she
mistakes a bill, and finally she looks
up and says it amt right, and then
she counts it back again and guesses
it may be right after all. All that
this woman did, and that paying.tel-
ter and those men aud boys that look
ed on and called her blessed-only
they spelled it the other way, and
then that blessed woman rolled up
that money, and put it into the Rus
sia leather portmonaie, and then she
said in "velvet voice." "Couldn't
You give me small bills for half of
this ?" The paying teller intima ated
that it was in the resources of the
bank, whereupon she unrolled the
bills and carefully counted of half,
which she carefully counted over,
getting the small bills in return
Then she rolled these up, and put
them in her portmonnaie, but they
filled it SO full it would not clasp,
and of course, she couldn't 90 up
Broadway with it gaping open. So
after she had tried to shut it a few
times, she said SO, dear! they are
in such a wad couldn't you give me
about twenty-five dollars in small
bills, and the rest in large ?" Silent
ly the teller took those bills; his
heart was too full for utterance !:
mournfully he made the exchange
and solemnly he handed back the
money. He didn't swear ont loud.
but his lips were moving, and if that
recording angel who blotted Uncle
Toby's oath with tear was on duty
that day, he must of had q severe
crying spell just then. At last, at
half past two, she rolled up those
bills, put them in that portmonaie,
picked up her parasol and gloves,
which she had laid on the shelf, and
smiled sweetly and said
"There They sad couldn't get
a check cashed, but I told 'em I
knew could, and / have"
Then that teller opened his mouth
and said: "Madam, you have"
And she had.
AS TO what all those waiting men
and boys said, our reporter says he
cant very we'll write it down because
it's mostly represented by dashes.
And that woman still lives and
brags on how easy it is to get money
at bank, if you only know how.