Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1885-07-27

JIG uIo9 WIN. Dut luiS was OHlf
oostponing for bIief period the evil
lay. Several remittances were anx-
ously looked for that morning. He.
broke the sealing to letter after letter
with trembling anxiety. Alas! the
mail brought him no aid. His last
hope was gone. Nothing now re-
NAMED to him but to turn his face
bravely to the threatening storm, and
bear up against its fury.
For awhile he debated the question
as to what course was best for him
to pursue. At one time he thought
of giving no information of his con-
dition until the notary's protest
should startle them from their ignor-
ance. Then he thought it would be
best to notify the holders of paper
on that day, that 1t would not be TAX
en- up. Then it seemed to him best /
to give notice of his condition. He
prepared notes to all, but to Mr..
Carlton first. His heart failed him
when he attempted to write his name.
Vividly, as if it had occurred but the
day previous, came up before his
mind all the circumstances attending
upon that gentleman's appeal to his
creditors. His cheek burned when
he remembered the position he had
assumed in that affair. But, even
though such were his feelings,
when he came to despatch the notes
he had prepared, he could only find
courage to send the one written to
Mr.. Carlton. The other creditors,
whose notes had matured that day,
he thought he would go and see; but
half an hour passed without his act
ing on the resolution to do so. Most
of the day was spent uneasily in
walking the floor of his counting
room, or examining his bill book. He
was bending, all absorbed, over
page of calculations at his desk,
when some one, who had entered un-
perceived, pronounced his name. He
turned quickly, and looked Mr.. Carl
ton in the face. The color mounted
instantly to the temples of Mr.. Elder.
He tried to speak, but could not.
''Your note has taken me altogeth-
er by SURPRISE" said Mr.. Carlton,
"but 1 hope things are not as bad
as you suppose
Mr.. Elder shook his head, he tried
to speak, but could not.
"How much have you to pay to-
day?" asked Mr.. Carlton.
"Ten thousand dollars" was the
reply in husky tone.
''How much have you toward it?"
''Not two thousand.
s'How much falls due tomorrow ?"
ssFour thousand"
''How much in month ?'
Fifty thousand"
"What will be your available re-
sources?'
"Not half the amount"
"Haven't you good bills?'
''Yes; but not negotiable.
Mr.. Carlton mused for some time.
At length he said:
"You must not lie over to-day"
81 cannot help it."
''If you transfer to me, as security
in case you have to stop payment,
the bills of which you speak, / will
lend you the amount you want to-
day."
The color retired from the cheeks of
Mr.. Elder, and then came back with
a quick flush. He made no answer,
but looked steadily and doubtfully
into Mr.. Cartoons face.
81 have been in difficulty myself,
and / know how to sympathize with
Others" said the latter. ''We should
aid, if we can, not break down fell
low merchant when in trouble. In
dorse bills TO my order for the sum
you want, and / will fill the check fol
the amount"
Elder turned slowly to his desk,
and took therefrom sundry notes oil
hand in his favor, at various dates
from six to twelve months, and en-
dorsed them payable to Carlton, who
Immediately gave him a check fol
eight thousand dollars and left the
store. A clerk was Immediately de.
spatched to the bank, and then Mr.
Elder sank into chair, half stupe'
fed. He could hardly believe his
senses until the cancelled notes were
placed in his hands.
The next morning Mr.. Elder wen,
to his place of business with feelings
but little less troubled than they haG
been on the day before. His pay
ments were lighter, but his means
we're for the first time exhausted
The best he could do would be to
borrow, but he already owed heavily
for borrowed money, and was moi
certain that to go farther was practi
cable. He thought of Mr.. Carlton
but every feeling of his heart forbade
him to seek further aid from him.
/ 81 deserve no consideration there
and cannot ask it." he murmured, al
he pursued his way toward the store
The first thing that caught his eye or
entering his counting-room was pile
of ship letters. He broke the sea-
of the first one with eagerness
"Thank God !" was his almost i'm.
mediate exclamation. 1t was from
one of his captains, and contained
drafts for fifteen thousand dollars