Lancaster daily intelligencer. [volume] (Lancaster, Pa.) 1864-1928, 1890-07-26

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Of Austerlitsr" were ths QUESTION: thak
crowded through his brain. Today-todav
she was TO 'be down for . little while n
the afternoon" and then she ''hoped 70 bo
able to thank him. Could shet" IN
thousand times over and over aenin eho
could, II she would but whisper one little
word Yes-in answer TO his eager quss-
ton. Il lacked hours yet until that lonRed
for afternoon could come. It was not 8
O'Clock; Int moro sleep was out Of the
question, and lying there In bal intolers-
BILE. Much TO the surprise Of his darky
valet, Lane had had his bath, dressed and
disappeared by the time the former came
70 rouse him.
Noel was late in reaching the rendezvous
lt was after 10 when he appeared, explain
ing thnt Mrs. Withers was far from well,
and therefore Cousin Amos would noe
leave the house until the doctor had seen
her and made his report. Lane received
his explanation somewhat coldly and sug-
gested that they 60 right TO work with
their papers, ~ he had important engage
ments. Il was high noon when they
finished the matters in hand, and then the
captain hastened to the club and was
handed telegram with the information
that 1t had only Just come. II was svi-
IDENTIFY expected. Lane quickly read it
and carefully slowed it away in an inside
pocket. In another moment he was speed
ing down town, and by half past IL was
closeted with the Junior partner of the
tottering house Of Vincent, Clark & Co.
Mr.. Clark was pale and nervous. Every
click of the ticker seemed to make him
start. A clerk stood at the instrument
watching the rapidly dotted quotations.
Have you heard from Mr.. vincent" was
tho first question, and without q word .
telegram was handed to him. II was in
cipher, as he saw at once, and Clark sup
piled the transcription:
"Rossiter refuses Watch market closely.
See Warden instant touches half Break
predicted here"
Twenty minutes morel' groaned Clark,
as he buried his face in his hands. Twenty
minutes more of this awful suspense"
"What was the last reports" asked Lane,
in low voice.
"Ninety-eight and quarter. My God!
Think of i'll Three-quarters Of a cent be
tween us and beggary! could bear it, but
not Vincent; 'twould kill him. Even his
home is mortgaged."
There came u quick, sharp rap at the
glazed door; the clerks head was thrust in:
"Three-cighths, sir"
'It's time to move, then," said Lane
81 cannot follow you to the fioor-I have
no ticket; but will be awaiting your call
Mt the Merchants exchange. Mr.. Vincent
has told you Better have it in treasury
notes-one hundred each--had You notf'
"I'll see Warden at once. D-n hint he
would sell us out with no more compunc-
tions than he would shoot hawk"
"You infer that Mr.. Vincent has had no
success in raising money in New York;"
asked Lane, as they hurried from the Of
flee.
Not an atom! He made old Rossiter
what he is-bauled him out of the depths,
set him on his feet, took him i'm here with
him for ten years. sent him east with a
fortune that he has trebled since in Wall
street, and now, by heaven! the cold
blooded brute will not lend him pitiful
twenty thousand.
At the bank Lane found an unusual
number of men, and there was an air OF
suppressed excitement Telegraph boys
would rush in every now and then with
dispatches for various parties, and these
were eagerly opened and read. Scraps of
low, earnest conversation reached him, as
| he stood silent watcher. "They cannot
| stand it another day. "They've been
raining wheat on them from every corner
| of the north and west. No gang can stand
| under it." 'Its bound to break, {" ETC. To
| an official of the bank who knew him well
he showed the telegram he had received ut
| the club, and the gentleman looked up in
surprise
"Do you want this now, captain? Surely
you are not'-
mo, I'm not, most emphatically," re-
| piled Lane with quiet laugh. "Yet l
may have sudden use for that sum. ! tel
egraphcd to my agents at Cheyenne yester-
! day. You, perhaps, ought to wire at once
and verify it,
'Those are our bank rules, and pre-
| sume it win be done; though of course we
| Know
"Never mind. much prefer you should,
and at once" And, leaving the man of
business to attend to the necessary formal
| ity, Lane strolled to a window and looked
| down the crowded street toward the mas
| sive building in which the desperate crap
| pie 'twixt bull and bear was at its height.
| The day was hot; men rushed by mopping
| their fevered brows; throng of people
| had gathered near the broad entrance to
| the chamber, and all its windows were
| lowered to secure free and fresh currents
of air Lane fancied he could hear the
| shouts of the combatants In the pit even
above the ceaseless roar and rattle OF
wheels upon the stone pavement. Little
| by little the minute hand was stealing to
| the vertical, and still no sign from Clark.
elias she touched a half YETI" he heard one
man eagerly ask another as they dived into
the brokers' Office underneath.
mot yet but I'm betting she does inside
| of five minutes and reaches ninety-nine
| first thing tomorrow"
| At last boom went the great bella single
| solemn stroke. There was rush of men
| for the street, a general scurry toward the
| great board of trade bulding, rapidly in
creasing crowd along the curbstones as the
| members came pouring out, and brokers
| and their customers hurried away toward
| numberless little offices all over the neigh
borhood. Dozens of them passed along
under his post of observation, some flushed,
some deathly pale, and finally Clark him
self appeared and Lane hastened forth to
meet him.
"Sayed by mere squeak so far" was the
almost breathless whisper, rs Clark re-
moved his hat and wiped his clammy fore
| head "But we know not what day may
bring forth It's mere respite"
''Can the syndicate carry any moro
weight, think you? Prices jumped up two
and three weeks ago. Now they only climb
| hairs breadth at a time. hear they are
loaded down-that it must break; but I'm
no expert in these matters"
"If you were, you'd be wise to keep out
of it. Who can say whether they will
break or not2 1t is what everybody conf
IDENTIFY predicted when eighty-nine was
| touched twelve days ago; and look at itV'
"Do you go back To the office from herer
Good! I'll join you there in ten minutes
| said Lane, "for shall not come down town
| this afternoon, and may not he able to IN
| the morning"
And when Capt. Lane appeared at the
| Office of Vincent, Clark q 20. he brought
with him stout little packet, which, after
| the exchange of few words and a scrap or