The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1888-10-11

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leaning the money"
1Then he Can't make away with them
honestly"
4 Later Jameson went to see Mr. Norcross,
but with no better success. The third time
he naturally spoke in peremptory tone,
and, giving his name and business, said he
must and would see Mr. Norcross, or get the
notes. The clerk, seeing that it was not far
from 2 o'clock, intimated, in half confiden-
tial tone, that he would do well to ask Mr..
Sponsor, the broker, about them. Nervous
with apprehension, Jameson walked swiftly
to Sponsors office. At the door he met
Trainor coming out with exultation in every
feature. Within stood Trillion, his legs more
astride than usual, his chin more confidently
settled over his collar, and the head Of his
cane pressed against his mouth. AS Jamie
and looking up said, blandly, .My young
friend, can do anything for yous" Trillion
at the same time turned his eyes and pointed
the long eyebrow at him inquiringly
Il hope So" was the reply. "Have you
Robert Jamiesonsn
"Who asks the question: very civilly.
My name is Jameson"
ALI III. NoiCIooS y your dSenIs pre-
sume"
Eyes. left the notes with him."
1And you wanted to raise some money on
them?'
eyes, that is what I wish"
"Then you'll be pleased to know that
Mr.. Norcross has anticipated you loaned
him eight thousand dollars upon them this
morning"
Loaned him eight thousand dolIars?"
Certainly. Is it extraordinary that your
agent has done what you desireds"
i never asked him to borrow for me; and
never authorized him to transfer the notes"
| "He hasn't transferred them, he has only
pledged them"
"He couldn't pledge them; he had no legal
right in them"
"But he has pledged them, and they are in
my safe, subject to the payment of the sum
| loaned"
/ IF you have loaned Mr. Norcross money.
that is your affair,
3And yours, too, my friend, you will find,
if he doesn't pay it"
| "You haven't right to detain the notes q
moment"
Il have the possession, which will answer
| as we'll as the right And let me advise you
| don't get excited and conclude that every
| thing is wrong. You are not so well posted
as you might be. Go and see Mr.. Norcross
and haven't doubt you'll find the money
ready for YOU"
Il shall go. But I wish you to understand,
know my rights, and I shall take proper
measures to get possession of my property.
You have no more hold upon it than pawn
broker has upon stolen SPOON"
Trembling with the unusual excitement.
and despairing of being able to aid his en-
ployer, Jameson did not wait for a reply
but rushed to the Summit again. Mr.. Nor
cross had gone out on business. was the
answer. He had not gone far, if the truth
were known; for his position commanded the
office-door, and he saw every visitor.
Time did not lag that eventful day. 1t now
lacked only fifteen minutes of 2, and jamie
son, sick at heart, returned to Broad
street, to announce the utter failure of his
plan. Mr.. Sleavin received the intelligence
with more firmness than might have been
expected.
Jameson, my friend-for can truly call
you so-you have done what you could. 1t
was not your fault that your agent deceived
and sWindled you. You generously offered
me your all. | shall never forget it. I can't
say more now. Please stay and inform the
notary, when he comes, that he must take
the usual course. Tell John, when he comes
with the brougham that he may drive back.
shall take the cars to-day, and shall not be
at home, probably, until after tea. T pray
God, Jameson, that you may never go home
as do now.-O Clara, my daisy my
darling! how can tell youg
Still murmuring to himself, Mr.. Sleavin
slowly walked out of the counting room.
Presently the notary came with the newt
able demand. He was cheerful fellow in
his sorry business, blithe as an old stager of
an undertaken at first-class funeral He
chatted about the crisis, and, as matter of
course, brought all the latest news from Wall
street. Jameson listened to one piece Of ,
news, but had ears for no more. "Norcross
and Cleerskeigh had failed, and the old Sum-
NIT, which they had managed, was dead
broke, cleaned out. !"
Mr.. Sleavin was not the only heartstricken
man who left the counting room that day.