The Owosso times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1897-1926, 1897-05-21

of Herrick's personal appearance. He
reflected with satisfaction that the spot
ON Wall street where he had entered the
carriage had been rather dark.
The cab stopped suddenly, its path
being blocked by tangle of vehicles.
Herrick softly put his hand upon the
catch Of the door. Ityielded noiselessly;
the door swung cpca.
! Herrick stepped out. Turning back
/ for an instant, he perceived the cabman
sitting upon his box in entire uncon-
| seriousness of the fraud that was being
practiced upon him. He was q poor
man and doubtless worked hard for all
the money that he received Still, it
| was reckless to attract his attention
| again, especially so after having left
| the cab i'll that strange manner.
There was way to the sidewalk
| through the press of vehicles. Herrick
saw it from the corner of his eye and
was about to take advantage CT it. In
stead, to his surprise, he found himself
turned toward the cabman, and imme-
diately he heard his own voice saying:
II have decided to get out here. How
much do owe your"
The cabman named his price, and
Herrick paid him with the SO bill which
had been the sum of his wealth and the
time before. He counted his change
carefully, remembering that he would
probably have to wait until the next
day before he could break one of the
thousands. Enough remained to him
from the bill for supper, bed and a
breakfast.
When he had found restaurant, he
ordered q meal and ate it with relish.
1t was enchanted food. 1t was the fare
ON an Atlantic liner, the delicacies Of
European hotels and the fruits Of the
tropics.
He cared little for his bed. 1t would
be no more than place to lie and think
of the future. 1t was many night
since he had really slept. Certainly
with so much upon his mind he would
not sleep this night, even if he should
try. So when he had been shown to his
room in a hotel he piled his pillows
against the headboard of the bed and
reclined against them, fully dressed. He
was very happy. No question of right
or wrong in what he had done or what
he expected to do came to torment him.
For a long time he had borne his life
like a tremendous burden. This had
suddenly slipped from his shoulders.
leaving his natural powers benumbed.
In the midst of his first vision of a
new life he was aroused by knocking
at the door. He started up; his legs
would hardly support him; he had no
voice with which to ask who was there.
But one explanation was possible. He
must have been watched by the police
He tottered to the door and gave ut
terance to hoarse, inarticulate sound
Eight o'clock, sirl" cried voice
without. "You asked to be called, sir. +"
He rushed to the window and flung
open the shutters Day streamed in,
strong and beautiful. The gas flame
paled. He knew that he had slept as he
had not slept before in years. In the
mysterious depths of his life he felt
new strength stirring, but it was only
nascent as yet.
A bath and breakfast revived him
still more. He felt the exhilaration of
busy day upon which he was entering.
He scanned the papers, but so far as he
could see they had no news of the mon
ey that had been lost. He was not con-
scious of any excitement in searching
for that news. The fear of detection had
quite left him. Of all stolen goods,
money is the hardest to recover.
Presently he found himself riding
down town in an elevated railroad
train. He was going to steamship
Office to arrange for his journey, then
to bankers for travellers checkbook.
His pockets were bullying with mon
ey, but there was something in one of
them that he couldn't remember to have
put there. He pulled it out and found
1t to be the brown paper wrapper that
had contained the money AS he held it
in his hand it was concealed by his
newspaper. No fellow passenger could
see it, and it was doubly fortunate, be-
cause in plain sight upon the paper
were the name and address, Herbert L.
Graham, 40 Wall street."
The train was just stopping at Rector
street. That was the station nearest the
steamship Office. Thrusting the brown
paper back in his pocket, he left the
car and went with the throng down to
the street, He was thinking about the
accommodations he would choose ON the
steamer. He continued to think of that
and kindred subjects, yet. he turned
north on Broadway instead of south.
Presently he found himself asking an
elevator boy in big building if he
knew where Mr. Graham's office was.
Mr.. Graham happened to be in his
outer Office when Herrick entered. He
was pouring story into the ear of an
other gray haired Wall street man, and
Herrick heard few words of it-some-
thing about cabs and cash and careless
ness.
II have found the money that you
lost" said Herrick. "Here it is. 4"
"Zion!' cried the banker, clutching
the bills in his fingers. my dear fel.