The Jersey City news. (Jersey City [N.J.]) 1889-1906, 1890-05-23
GOOD ENDORSEMENT.
How a Girls Pretty Face Helped
Her Out Of a Tight Hole.

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than that, Dot and !, who can run our
glance over q line Of .sforbears" glisten-
ing with the soul of honor, back to q
noble house-we, together, charged With
conspiracy, before a crowd of strangers
that I felt gathering behind my backi
Let me tell you how it came about.
AT q reception that some of the ladies
gave the South Americans the other
night, Senior Don Joseph Maria Placids
Guamano, of Ecuador, in his brilliant
little talk about woman in the present
century," remarked: s'She contends to-
day for every position which we"-with
q charming gesture of waving his own
claims-spolitely relinquish to her."
Graceful, wasn't it," / said to Dot
when I came home. 'sTm not SO sure it's
true, however, 0 that / approve of it
if itis-Ifeel more confidence in heavens
plans for woman than in Belva Lock
wood's-I believe. But there is n posi-
ton that I should individually like to
contend for, and have some one relin-
quish to me. Iwould like to stand for
one week behind the wire caging of some
respectable bank, and try if | could solve
q mystery that mocks forever at he as
gaze from the other side. is il a special
law? Is it an atmosphere? Is it a sub
tie alchemy Iwish / knew"
"Knew whats: asked Dot, quietly.
aKnew why a man, elsewhere governed
by civilized codes, possibly considered
at times even agreeable, once behind the
wires, feels free to look at you and talk
to you in such a way that a good tall
Polar bear would seem a silky refuge,
compared to him. I hate mysteries and
/ hate banlsI' Dot made no reply.
.sOf course" I pursued, con your own
native heath you are safe; but strangers
as you and / are here in Washington
Why, the other day | went into that
bank Of the Everlasting Hills, where you
introduced me, and they put their heads
together and pierced me and my check
alternately with such looks-Parthian
arrows, Scythian spears, st. Sebastian,
anything would have seemed mild"
Dot laughed.
What do you care? / went into my
bank yesterday, and the man began to
make eyes at me, but l just held up my
bank book at him and he few. I didn't
care"
mo, you didn't care, e:sasperating lit
tie insulated wire, but I do. I don't see
what right they have. And I always do
hate going upon other peoples ground;
1t gives them such an advantage. And
that menagerie grating piles the advan-
tage up to such an awfully unfair height.
Why, you can, you know-if you would
allow yourself, you could-poke at a
tiger through his bars; but that bank
fencel Why, if I had a brother, or com
a-a"-
eyes" laughed Dot.
"Well, even if I had that to take
along, prepared to spring at the throat,
If any one werewolf, inconsiderate to-
ward me, he couldn't reach himw
At that moment came a ring at the
door and a yellow telegram envelope.
Dot was to fly to Philadelphia. The one
being on earth who was part of both our
souls was very i'll. Twenty minutes for
satchel packing and leaving the place.
sDot,n I said stonily, f'send for me if
it is very bad. And, obi I shall want
some money while you are gone"
'Tl send a check" she said, and the
cab rolled away; SO did a night and
morning of suspense; then came another
yellow envelope and then letter. One
said things were better, the other
brought the check. / breathed again;
but still might be called. I must go
to that miserable bank.
There was just time before hours were
over. Icaught the avenue car and was
off. On the bank steps I pulled out the
check. Dot had not drawn it on the
Everlasting Hills" it was on the High
Stepping bank" What now? She for
got that they did not know me there.
Still, Of course, one respectable bank
would cash another's check; it must be
all right.
The sight of the wire caging brought
back my talk with Dot, and / felt the
blood of my ancestors growing hot in
my veins again. But / must be safe;
they would surely remember me this
time.
Mol What was that paying teller do
ing now? Looking at my check, turning
it, twisting it, shooting looks at me.
looking at it again-Parthian arrows,
indeed. Now he was off to an older man,
who seized the check in his turn, pierced
it and me with more arrows, as if he
were examining magistrate of a police
court. Now he sprang from his stool and
sprang at me. Only the wires, apparent
ly, kept him off.
My cheat" became a flame, and, with
no warning to myself, broke forth:
81 wish you would kindly let me leave
my photograph here, and give me a card
stating that you recognize it. This be-
gins to be annoying in the ext
But the magistrate was waving me
aside.
Zone moment, madam! This check"
slowly and solemnly, lis drawn upon the
High Stepping bank"
Noftily.) Eyes"
did Mrs. Dot intend to draw it upon
that bank"
II presume So"
.sThen Why" with a shaft designed to
awe strike me to the earth, why did
you not take it there?"
Because I have been introduced here
and not there"
A moments fearful pause.
HAS Mrs. Dot an account with this
banky'