The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1894-01-07
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4 TERRIBLE REVENGE.
Deeply Wrongcd Cncc,. Gets Even with
Il Kirh Banker.

Deeply Wrongcd Cncc>" Gets Even with
Hch Banker.
Robert Bullion, the wealthy and luxu-
rious banker, sat in his rich Mob Hill din
ing room alone. We say alone because
there was no one with him. He had Just
finished sumptuous rcpast and now re-
clined in his cushioned chair, reading the
latest, fifth edition, extra, evening paper.
Anon he slipped the small black coffee i'm
which he thoughtcssly, carclcssly dangled
Golden Gate souvenir spoon. Presently,
without stirring, he raised his eyes
James" he called in the voice of one &C
customed to great command of language.
The functionary appeared
Cheese, said Robert Bullion. His voice
was large and resonant
Presently the door opened again and some
thing came in and sat upon the table.
Silence reigned again. Robert bullion
had found something new i'll the silver
question i'll the paper. Ere long, still with
utany movement, Mr. Bullion said Slowly:
us that you, cheese."
YES, sir" said Limbergcr in rich.
creamy tone of voice Linn always speaks
for himself
Come closer" said the banker.
The cheese obeyed.
Continuing without any upward glance.
the rich man took the cheese in his right
hand with some tongs
II just sent for you to say that you have
been especially invited to be present Mt this
dinner" the banker said. Then he bit n
large crescent in the cheese and chuckled
at the dryness of his own humor.
1t was late ut night. Robert Bullion had
attended to all his lodge duties and now re-
tired. He sank slowly into the soft en-
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feather and elder down couch
He was very drowsy He fancicd that he
was just about to sleep, but he was mis-
taken. He awolic with n troubled start.
lie was not in his own room. No, hc was
not i'll bedroom ut all. He was in some
pantry. 1t looked familiar In fact, it was
familiar. 1t was his own pantry, and he
was curled up in horribly cramped posi-
tion i'll dish on one of the big, high shelves.
This was simply awful. He was totally
unable to move or help himself.
Outside in the dining room he heard the
rattle OF dishes Some one was eating m
evening meal. There was long, harrow
Ing silence. Then he heard n voice-strong,
rich, creamy-say james"
He then heard his flunky go into the din
ing room.
Bullion" was all the voice said
The butler came, took him down, dish
and all, and permitted him to walk over
and get upon the table in the dining room
Resistance to these details seemed impossi-
BILE.
In his accustomed cushioned chair. read.
Ing the latest, fifth edition, extra, evening
paper, sat q large, sleek well to do Linn
berger cheese. Anon Lin slipped small
black coffee, which he gently agitated with
Golden Gate souvenir spoon.
Ere long the rich cheese spoke.
us dot you, Bully?'
Yes, SIR" said Mr.. Bullion.
Come closer, Bobby"
Robert obeyed
II yoost send fur you to inform you dat
you huff been elected to be present at desc
high junks," said the cheese, with slight
German accent. Thereupon tho cheese bit
large crescent out Of Mr. Bullion's stom-
ach and chuckled over tho Joke which it
had cracked
Mr. Bullion tainted with the pain in his
abdomen. When he recovered, what there
was left OF him was again upon the shelf
In the pantry awaiting the next meal He
was weak and exhausted. His stomach
still panied him intensely. He rolled over
In his anguish and fell headlong over the
edge of the shelf
When he came to himself, which he did
when he struck bottom, he was upon the
floor of his own bedroom again.
He staggered to his feet and dragged him
self hurriedly to where he could get a bran
dy toddy.
The daily papers said one day:
Robert Bullion, the wealthy banker who
has been suffering from severe attack of
govt, is recovering as rapidly as can be ex