The Opelousas courier., 1885-08-15
THE EMBEZZLER's BRIDE.
How a Wall Street Bank
Teller Won His Bride.
Il Romance Recalled by the Tsller's Flight
With q Large Sum of Money.

With a Large Sum of Money.
Many years ago, when baseball ex-
element was at a height never since
attending the national game, when
everybody, from millionaires to street
boys, bowed down and worshiped,
there occurred an incident which is
recalled by u latest Wall-street SEN
sation-the disappearance of Teller
Richard S. Scott from the Bank of the
Manhattan Company with 100000 of
stolen funds. One bright June MORN
ing Banker Cross's carriage ratified
down town to the planks of o Brook
Ign ferryboat. The turnout was chief
ly noticeable for the three or four
lovely girls which it contained-Bank-
or Cross daughters, famous beauties.
A flush of pink color touching maiden
cheeks and animated gestures made by
pretty hands indicated that the Misses
Cross were unusually agitated. They
had been smitten, like all other New
York bellies, with the baseball fever.
Not far from the bankers coach a tiny
newsboy stood pleading with a youth
Of the guided order. The dandy was
out of temper, and the gamin use
quently had to suffer. "Give me my
money or give me my paper" demand
ed the boy. "You know l can't stand
foolin' here, so hurry up" Get out,
you cheeky young beggar!' vas the
savage reply, "or I'll have you arrest
ed" The alteration went on, when
suddenly the paper went owe into the
East River, and, without warning, the
polished CATERS of the man in fine
clothes collided with the neWsboy.
Then a quiet young fellow of rather
athletic build. who had looked up at
the noise from the bat handle he had
been stringing, strobe owe to the dam
dy, tapped him on the shoulder and
said: NPay that boy his money! | saw
sou toss his paper overheard"
"What right have you to interfere?"
the gilded youth responded.
ssGive the boy his money, Sir!" The
dandy's only reply was to shove the
stranger aside, and in another moment.
while the newsboy stood among hisdai-
lies on the deck, the quiet-mannered
chap had the fellow by the throat. Slap,
slap, slap! Even the girls in the coach
could hear the noise made by the palm
of that hand as it struck the gilded
youths cheek. Leaning forward they
watched the denouement. "Give that
boy his changed" was nee more the
Strangers command. This time it was
obeyed with aiacrity, and the victim
Z skunk off to become one of the first to
hurry from the boat as she pumped
into her dock. There was a soft little
Clapping of feminine hands, and dimes
were showered down upon the news
boy, Then, as the chains were lowered
and the crowds began to scurry on
ward, the Crosses coachman cracked
bis whip, and his fair burden was lost
to sight. So was the young athlete,
vanished in the rush. An hour later,
over on the popular old Brooklyn ball
grounds, bevy on beyy of bright-eyed
New.York girls were watching play
on the diamond field between a Brook,
lyn team and a popular metropolitan
nine. When the game was finished
the r~efreshment tents-quite the fash
ion then-were visited and lemonade
and sparkling ginger ale were quaffed
ii unlimited quantities. Even the
bankers daughters were not averse te
such plebian thirst-destroyers. In thu
midst of gossip and clatter a belle beck
oned to ayoung man, and he was in
troduced TO ii Of the Misses Cross ii
this wise: II say, Lizzie, dear, here !
Mr.. Blank, of whom you have hear
me speak Mr.. Blank stood In mute
establishment. Lizzie, dear. deliber
ately turned her back upon him
Wasn't he the dandy she had seel
abusing d little neWsboy? Wasn't b
tho person she had seen a pleasant
looking young athlete humbling? Tha
wasn't the sort Of an acquaintance tina
she desired. The scene changed a mo
ment later, when nj of the heroes 9
The day game, attired once Q ]
his sober tweed suit, was the object 9
chances from the soft eyes of this sam
pretty girl. She had welcomed an u
PRODUCTION TO him almost with enthu
siasm. ssWhy, Mr.. Scott, it was yo'
whopunished that fellow on the boa
as we were coming over !; yeu ough
10 be ashamed of yourself, but
couldn't you have slapped just q littl
harder9s This was how and this wa
when bank embezzler Dick Scott me
kha nsrl wha s,ihaegIently cOnEente