Birmingham state herald., 1896-07-19

A Bank President Who Got the Best of Q
 Dangerous Assailant. New York Times
 MT. Sol I. D. Bullion, president of the Twenty-eighth National bank, was seat ed at his desk in the office In the rear of the bank building at the corner of Broad way and South street yesterday after noon, when a stranger was announced.
 He proved to be a tall, dark man, with harsh features and coarse hair, his cloth ing and general appearance suggesting a westerner. Coming directly up to MT. Bullions desk, the stranger said:
 Are you the president of this bank?'
 "Yes, sir" replied MT. Bullion.
 Your name is Bullion?'' That is my name"
 MT. Bullion, I have here loaded re- volver. The muzzle covers you. Don't twist, please, or some one in the bank may suspect me, and then 1t would be awkward for both of us. Don't change your position or relax the muscles of your face"
 By a remarkable effort MT. Bullion controlled himself.
 What do you want?" he inquired. P cone hundred thousand dollars"
 Now"
 Immediately"
 "In cash?"
 "No other way"
 Wont you take $1000?'
 Not cent less than $100, ,000"
 MT. Bullion looked in the mans face. It was white and set. A pair of fierce eyes that blazed like those of a hungry tiger met his own. He sighed. You are robbing me of the savings of d lifetime" he said. 'If I give you this money my family will suffer Let me think 1t over"
 Look at me-" said the stranger in deep, determined tone. "If I have not got that money in thirty seconds I'll blow the top of your head off" Seeing that it was useless to protest further, President Bullion unlocked drawer by his side. It was filled to the top with. bank notes of high denomina- tions
 "Will you have it in tens. hundreds or thousands?" he asked.
 "Hundreds'
 The president handed him two pack ages, each of which contained 300 bills, each of $100. The stranger put them in his pocket.
 "You must precede me out of the bank" he said. Put on your hat"
 The president arose, and, with wonder ful nerve, walked swiftly through the bank and out on Broadway. The stranger took him to the elevated railway station and put him on an uptown train, cover ing him with his concealed weapon until the cars started. Then he hurried to a Water street house. where a sharp-faced little man greeted him eagerly.
 What Iuck?"
 ef1e gave up.
 "All of it?"
 'I might as well have had a 1000, ,O00." Why didn't you.'
 "I didn't want to take chances"
 "And you've got $10O.000?
 That's what I said.'
 "Where is the stuff"
 "Herer' shouted the big man triumph ant1y producing the bundles of money. His companion opened one of them and stared. Then he growled
 You ding-donged Jerseyman, you've got no business in Greater New York. This is the last job I'll ever have you in" The big man fell back in evident dis may.
 "What's the matter?" he cried
 "Any kid could tell that's queer"
 "What?
 The little man fairly danced as he shouted:
 "He saw the hayseed in your hair and showed the queer on you. The stuff is worth 111 cents a pound"
 The big man fell back in chair; his legs quivered and his jaw dropped.
 And he played his distressed family on me-" he walled "If ever I meet that old bullion again Pll-tell him what I think of him."
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