The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1893-09-13

"Send for Philippinil" cried the
proprietor. They did SO. Philippini
had started early for picnic in the
country and would not return till just
before the performance in the evening.
The proprietor was in despair.
"Where's the beast gone to?" he
cried.
A ronr from the bank answered his
question.
"Well Tn blowed if he's not in the
bank !" exclaimed the proprietor.
1t certainly appeared to be the fact
that Atlas THAT was the lions namel
had taken refuge in the bank, and was
in full possession of the premises and
assets. Under these circumstances
there was, Mr.. Bradshaw explained,
difficulty in resuming cash payments,
but if his checks would be accepted
the crowd roared almost rs loud as
Atlas Mt such an idea. Something
must be done. They sent for the
Mayor; he repudinted liability They
sent for the fire brigade and the life
boat crew; neither would come. They
got guns and peppered the furniture.
Atlas retired behind the ire-proof snre
and roared worse than ever Mean
while the precious hours were passing.
Mr.. Bradshaw's money was also on its
way from London. At last Dick took
n noble resolution.
81 will go in at any cost, he cried;
and, in spite of Fanny Flirtington's
tears, he scaled the window and disap-
pcared from view. The crowd waited
to hear Atlas crunching, but he only
ronrcd. When Dick was inside he
paused and asked in low voice, els
he chained?"
"Yes,' answered Sig. Philippini
from behind the safe. "Is the Aunt
Sally business over?" and he came out
with long pole in his hand. He
used the pole to stir poor Atlas mp
when the roars became deficient in
quantity or quality.
"The money ought to be here in
three hours, said Dick. "Haye you
got the back-door key.
mi
Dick took II wild running leap at the
window; Philippini stirred up Atlas
who roared Justify. Dick escaped
with his life, and landed, brcathless
heap, mt the Mayors feet The Mayor
raised him, and said he should write
to Her Majesty and suggest that Dick
would be Il proper recipient of the
Albert Medal, and the Vicar (who had
no money in the bank Indignantly
asked the crowd if they could not
trust family which produced scions
like that Several people cried
"Hear !" "Henr !" and told Mr.. Brad
shaw that they never really meant to
withdraw their deposits. Mr.. Brad
shaw thanked them, and looked at his
watch.
At $50 Philippini ran up; he also
WAS breathless, and his shoes were dus-
ty from walking in the country. At
once he effected an entry amid scene
of great excitement. A moment later
he appeared at the window, and cried
in terror-stricken voice:
81 can't old i'm can't old i'm |!
'E's mad Look out for yourselves !"
and he leaped from the window.
The crowd fled in all directions, and
two boys were all but run over by n
cart which was being driven rapidly
from the railway station to the bank.
"All right" said Dick to the signor F;
'bring up the wagon" And then,
with great difficulty and consummate
courage, the signor and Dick brought
an iron cage mp to the window and
drove Atlas in. The operation took
more than an hour, because they had
to feed Atlas before they set about it.
SO that it was six o'clock before Atlas
was out and the money was in, and the
Sandhill and District Bank opened its
doors for business.
"Weg gained just the time we needed, y
said Mr.. Bradshaw. "'It waa dirt
cheap at fifty pounds!"
And Dick, although he did not gel
the Albert Medal, was taken into part.
nership, and married Fanny Flirting
ton. 1t was the only way of prevent
lug her seeing things she was moi
meant to see out of the window at 2