The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1894-10-13
THE THREADOF FATE

speech might have called him u toy
man. Ie strolied into a down town
brokers' oGica two minutes after the
door was opened.
Any mpney fer mc?' he asked Ian
guidly Ct the head clerk.
Mo, but We shall want q littlo If we
are to car-y gestcrday's purchases for
yoa cny To-. or, sir.
The c.3gil handed out q slip. Tho lit
tie r.u took it. glanced at it and then,
put.lag tie paper down, drew out lis
. check 34o.-.
y tho Stoc'. IL bound tor;sc before tho
day il ovas?:'' he Hsked a3 BE pushed the
check though tie clerks wicket.
"C&-'t SIS, sir"
"Lut THAT DO yon think"
81 cuil't think, sir. It's ono CT tho
rules OF tie house that mono but tho
partners may Sivc aavlce Or information
TO the cTlstonars."
"E4tlpr partner about?"
"NoJ J,,,5 ab present, sir"
PLEASE have me notified IS soon as
it touches tha figure | mentioned. I
will anil out promptly when it reaches
the rig4r t!srre. | need the money by
this aitoEs3O.L.'
mir. Wheaton, has your instructions,
Sir, and he VIII follow them faithfully"
The little = silnicrcd out. entered
a nearby sste that is famous among
Wall street nen, ordered q champagne
cocktail AID q light breakfast aid lei
surely disposed OF it. Then ha lighted
cigar and smoked it refectively fer
awhile.
"Bless me, it's 1890 already!'' be
murnured, coming to himself and pull
ing out his watch. II must get back to
the broker. Dare say he's sold my little
investment for me. In that case I'll
have the money all right before Loon."
The same clerk was still at the little
window.
"Wcllt' asked the little man.
"Morc margins" said the CLERK.
"That stock is going down"
"Why, yes, indeed!' murnlurad the
plunger. This is really a heavier mar
gin than I paid an hour or two ago"
But he took ont his checkbook. Tharo
was rot the sign Of u cloud Oh his face
as he wrote the tiSures-33, Geo.
Here you are he said, passing in
tho check. Il wish You'd ask 1fr.
Wheaton il To can't hurry up the deal
Il baliove he called it that-for this
affair is getting decidedly expensive. 4
few more such drafts upon lie will e1-
haust ne.
The clerk paid little attention to this
HnN,or(- Ho woo o1o,.ton.n1 ~ ..-aj
phrases. They We're a part Of his daily
life.
The little man went ont again. On
the sidewalk he paused, looking irreso-
lutely about him.
Wonder what I can do 70 Kill timer
he thought. People who spend all
their time around Wall street must find
it terribly hard to kill time day in and
day put. It's kind Of nsonotonous to
pass all the time in that cafe, but l
don't sec any way out of it. I'm very
sure that ] couldn't become &. habitue
Of Wall street. I should die Of ennui.
However, / haven't time to go up town.
! must be on hand to receive the money
that this investment is going to bring
me-"
So he wandered back to the cafe. It
was too hot to eat, and besides he wasn't
hungry. He ordered 3 small bottle aud
tried to drink II. but met with only in
different success.
Yet he managed to put in All hour st
the cafe. Then he rose and went back
to the office.
As be entered his eye frightened and
he fastened his step, for he saw Iii.
Wheaton i'll his private Office.
"Well, what nevs?" he asked.
"Have you sold ont for me-"
1.-THE clerk has something for YOU"
Wheaton replied.
Not another assessment, / hope"
I'm sorry to say it Is" The little
man walked rather hurriedly oft to the
clerks desk, drawing out his cheekbook
as he went.
He merely glanced at the slip aud
then wrote out the check, but there was
a cloud on his face.
II hope the tiJe'n turn soon," he
said. I've only got So, 100 left, and
them
"And then?' the clerk repeated.
.sWell, perhaps you don't know what
il means to me-.
The clerk didn't even take the trouble
10 ask. Hard hearted? Well, brokers