The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1883-12-15
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"you are perfect trump" said Al
mayne, and on the strength Of his DIS
covery he went down to his club and loo
his last Rl0 ut ecarte.
The next morning, as the great Nj
Mosely was overseeing the cutting out 0
an extensive outfit, destined for the Mos
Noble, the Marquis Of Pentonvllle (ther
an undergraduate Of Christ church,, b
was somewhat astonished to see Mr. AL
mayne enter the shop and take his usua
seat at the counter.
"Looks as II managed 10 raise the
wind somehow" thought the tailor.
swell, Mossly, have you consulted your
solicitor YETI"
"Not yet, sir; but I'm afraid can't give
you longer than to-dsy."
II think you're rather hard" continued
Almaynt; 6you know well enough that I'll
pay you in the long rum"
snow, Mr.. Almayne, l tell you plainly
It's no use, sir. Just the other day there
was a young gentleman went out to India
owing me a couple Of hundred, and really
can't afford It."
"Why, you're as bad as money lender
I declare" replied the lancer, cycling him
closely; "a regular Shylock."
Il don't much see the use Of discussing
this matter further, sir," said the tailor, with
dignity.
aWell! I didn't think there was much
use," rtjoined Bertie; "but I thought ]
would Just come around and tell you bit
OF news; you know q certain paper called
Gladly, don't your"
smothered oath.
"Well, it's rather odd, but they are pub.
fishing a list OF money.lending firms (here
thstailor pricked up his earsl, and they
are putting your name down as the princi'
pal partner Ia .Bonetti d Co."
"It's q lie" screamed the little man, "a
scouudrelly, infamous lie"
"You can always run them in for libel,
you know" said Almayne with grim
smile"
Libel" cried Mosely, pacing up and
down bis shop; "mucil use bring libel &C.
ton against the GaJRy Why It will half
ruin me, swear IL will. Oh! Lord, Oh!
Lord, why can't they let people a!one?"
swell, I thought you wouldn't like 1t,
Moselv; in fact told my friend 80, when
he showed me the article"
ia he a irIen OF yours, sii?' said the
tailor. swell, now, Mr.. Almayne, q bar.
gains bargain. II you can get him to
leave my name out, won't press you for
that money; won't, indeed, sir"
''Ab! now you are talking sensibly," re-
Joined BERTHE, but must have q little more
than your bare word, my friend. l shall
not trust you any more than you trusted
me-"
"Well, well, what is it you want, sil?'
"You must give me a receipt for that
$500, and / will give you my word Of
honor to pay the sum before the year is
over"
"OS, deai oh, dea,l You're sure my
names really in the article, Mr.. Almayne?"
wbined the little tailor.
Here it IL, nay friend, il you don't he.
lieve me-" and 80 saying Almayne tossed
paper across tho table.
"lt's me, surs enough" groaned the
tailor, as he scanned the list. swell, l
suppose must sgree to your condition, sii;
but you are sure you can get my name
struck out?"
"0h, yes, quite sure-as soon as have
pocketed that receipt"
A few minutes atterward Herbert AL.
mayne left the shop with brighter heart
than he entered 1t with. And when bis
uncle died, and, consequent thereon, Mr..
Mosely received a check for $500, the
worthy tailor was net sure that he had not
had the best OF the bargain after all.