Little Falls transcript. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1876-1894, 1885-12-25

"But dear mel" with a comical twin.
kle IN the merry blue ewes, "I've cone
an done it! I left my card case an
gloves home on the pianner! But il
can't be helped now, as I didn't ex.
pect to 60 a.callin to-day. Iwonder
what that Teller lido when he gets the
pocket-book' gravely. "P'r'aps he'll.
clasp my hand with tears in his eyes
an say, Here IS a hundred thousan'
dollars; take it my dear, dee-ar benny
FACTOR as q small tokint O. me re-
CARDS: II you ever need g. friend. whv.
call on me- Oh, cricky!!" and Tip
laughed till he had to hold ticht to q
fence aud till tie tears came. IAN
then LII say: You insaa-lr me honor.
sir; | only did me juty!"
With lear and trembling. Tin rano.
the bell; 1t was opened immediately
bya tall solemn person. in black and
immaculate white linen, whose sandy
hair was parted and pastered down
with great precision, and who carried
his head very high indeed. You should
have seen the look OF OUTRAGED sur
prise on his smooth, solemn face, when
he beheld the ragged little figure in the
doorway!
Tip returned the stare with one OF
easy nonchalance. He had not lived
IN the slums of a great CITY for the
short twelve years OF his life for
nothing. lie was quite aware that
",appearances are sometimes, deceit
Iul. ;" Though the person before him
had the look and bearing a prince
might wish for in vain, Tip we'll knew
he was only ftservant, after ALL
81 wants to see the Teller who lest
went in, said Tip, with quiet dignity.
- halnt got no card along. but you
Jest tell him a gentleman wants to see
him on business. That'll fetch him,
guess. Be quick, please, cause my
time is valu'ble." Then to himself,
with a chuckle, I'm hungry, that's
why!"
Odd lever hear such impudence in
all my born days"' gasped James,
rolling his eyes in solemn horror. "A
be2gger ringing at the front door, and
calling On BUSINESS"
Il hain't 10 hesgar!' said Tip, Stout
", his eyes flashing.
''What is it, ,J;,mes?" said q pleas
ant voice, which Tip recognized as be-
longing to the gentleman whose wallet
he had in his pocket. Then Mr..
Branch himself appeared on thescene.
"a gentleman to see you on bust
ness, Mr. Bruncl1,' murnlured James.
with a sniff. He looked SO scandal
lied that Mr.. Branch had to smile III
spite of himself.
"Oh, it's you, is it?' said Mr..
Branch to Tip. "Well: what can l do
for you?" kindly.
"Nothink as | know on" said Tin.
casting an indignant rs well as tri-
unlphant glance at James Il found
this ere where you tumbled down. So
comes after you 8 fast s I could.
You didn't hear ME a-hoilerin after
yOu.'
Mr.. John Branch opened wide his
eyes, and clutcEc0 the wallet eagerly.
Then he looked curio,1sly at Tip.
'Have you amy idea OF how valua-
bic this book is to mc?" he asked, after
a pause.
No, sir" said Tip, wondering why
he asked tina, question.
ut is worth thousands upon thous-
ands Of dollars to me, and YOU have
done me an nestiamblu service in
bringing it to me- Then he asked
abruptiy--so abruptly as to almost
make Tip Jump out OF his broken,
rusty shoes: "Have you had dinner
YETI" &
mo, sir stammered TIP. Didn't
have 'nough money to get any till after
I'd BACKED your boots. Cess III 90
to reataurang now" making Il dive
for the great door.
"Dont co. said Mr. Branch, quick
ly. by the way, what is yourname::"
Zip, sir"
Zip what?"
Dunno. Guess hain't gotno 9TH
err name. Only swell folks has more'n
one'
"Well, Tip-let' S call you Tip Branch
just for fun-I should like to haveyou
stay and dine with us to-day"
And Tip stayed for dinner-not only
on that Christmas day. but the
next day, and the next and numerous
other days.
If you should ever 20 into the Ma
tlOnal bank on--street, you may see
there, g. handsome manly lad, who
limps slightly. They call him Tip
Branch. Mr.. John Branch, who is
president of the bank, loves Tip al
most as well as if he were his own son.
Tip may some day be a banker after
all. Who knows? At one time, this
seemed the widest improbabiIity to
Tip: But things happen very strangely
in this world.
Tip is now of the opinion that
Granny Macarthy's old rcd Comfort
err is not the only thing he has to be-
thankful for!