Rock Island daily Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1886-1893, 1889-10-31

package containin 2, as had been told, 5000
b bills of large d. denominations
II was not there
In vain l search ed; in vain ! turned the
lining inside out. 1t was absolutely empty.
| staggered up agI inst the nearest lamp post
with deadly smiling Of the heart.
Oh that foul traitor with the starveling
face and the hollow eyesl That fatal slum-
Der in the rocking arms Of the Deodoral
could see it all now as in the clear deeps
Of a mirror. l lad been duped, deceived,
ruinedi
In the midst Of ny CONSERVATION realized
that had not an instant of time TO waste
hurried back to the station, telegraphed
to the next stopping place of the express, in
terviewed the 10 al police, and having done
all that there was to be done, decided that it
was best to return at once to New York and
make a clean bres st of it to Metcalfe & Co.
Alas for my for visions of prefermentl
The orange twi ight was fading away over
the western roofs when reached New York
1t was too late TO go the office-the fat old
porter would have long since shut the iron
clamped doors
/ scarcely cared TO face Mr. Metcalfe until
his after dinner glass of old port had some
what softened tie acerbity OF his business
mood
an 20 home FIRST" told myself. "I've
got to break this news TO Mollie-she may as
well know it first as last, poor grill And I'll
go to old Metcalfo afterward"
skunk home tt rough the byways, lurking
along like thief, and shrinking at the eyes
Of an occasional policeman, until l reached
my own door.
Mollie came ruhing into my arms with a
little shrek
"Oh, Toni" she cried, did you find it
outF"
Find what on r.
about the money, Tom. You left 1t
hereln
stared at her Had she taken leave of her
sensesl
Il changed the waistcoat, Tom" she ut
tered rapidly, "Wh lille you were gone for the
boots This one had button loose and
looked shabby, SC | put the other one in its
place and forgot to tell you of it. l never
thought of the money being in the pocket,
and here it lay, package and all, on the table,
when | came bac ( from the depot. Oh, Tom,
| haven't slept wink sincel"
II havep cried |, bursting into hoarse
laugh. ION the sleeping car Deodorai"
caught up tie package and rushed back
to the depot.
An express went out at a few minutes after
| Z, and had bar ely time to leap on the back
! platform of the last car.
l could have shouted and sung for very
hghtness of hear.
Altogether, it seemed as if the fates were
conspired in my favor.
Mr.. Dusantoy vas in Europe and Mr.. Far
boro had only just returned, within the hour,
from jaunt to 4 Canada fishing stream.
Very judiciors OF you, young man." said
! he, Ito wait until my arrival This note
| contains matter Tor my eyes alone.n
! Mr.. Metcalfe commended me also.
Il see, " said he, that did well in leaving
matters to youI discretion. Any expenses
! You may have incurred during your stay in
! Afford will be settled by the bookkeeper."
| "Oh, that was mere trifie, SIR" said l.
And took advantage of my chiefs genial
mood to mention the case of Mr.. Bernard
so heartily for few brief, agonized hours.
Mr.. Metcalfe wrote his name down in a
certain mysterious pocketbook, which the
clerks, among themselves, had nicknamed
The Book OF Judgment" and | knew the
matter was SETTLED.
| received sub tantial promotion the next
week.
! Bernard Gushing was engaged under me-
| and his gratitude was something touching.
| As for Mollie she has not yet forgiven
herself for the fright she so unwittingly
gave me
But / shall never again enter a sleeping
car without thinking of the Deodora- Helen
Forest Groves in Saturday Night