The Neihart herald. [volume] (Neihart, Mont.) 1890-1901, 1897-08-14
A POST DATED PAPER

RUM The word stared me in the
face, sang in my ears. Ruin, utter
and complete. The prospects with
which my hopes had been buoyed
up during the last three years faded
away like a phantom of the night,
for in two days the once prosperous
firm of John Farmer & Co., of which
l was tho sole partner, would be
posted up as unable to meet its en-
gagements.
Borrow BAIL Who would lend2
Ill news travels fast, and the mar
ket knew l had been badly hit for a
firm of my pretensions.
No; there was nothing for it but
to face the matter out quietly. For
myself, it would not mean much,
but for her-ah!
We had been engaged for IS
months, and WITH business looking
so prosperous we had decided that
the time was propitious to consum-
mate our happiness, but this rash
speculation--what has it not done2
dashed all my hopes to the ground
and blighted all prospects of our
happy future.
And of this she knows nothing.
With a heart of lead and cold
drops of agony on my brow, l rose
from my office chair. The evening
was cold, and as l passed out in
to the street q neighboring clock
chimed z. For IN hour OF more ]
wandered aimlessly about the
streets, until at last, feeling sick
and i'll, | entered a little hostelry
off the Strand and called for a glass
of brandy.
AT first | was under the impress
sion that l was the only occupant OF
the room, but an indescribable feel
ing that some one was staring at me
made me look up.
Seated in the farthest corner
deserted al object with two piercing
eyes that seemed to burn into my
brain. could not call him a man
He looked to me to be about 4 fee
high, with a face as pale as death
His head was bald save for a singl,
lock that stood up straight as an ar
row in n line with his lose. Hi
mouth was thin and delicate, will
a long, black mustache droopin,
down on either side. AS | looked a
him he left his seat and came to
ward me.
Pardon me-" he said, but yo'
appear to be in trouble"
"Who is there that is not in trou
BILE at some time of his life2" I an
swered, with a laugh.
What is it3" he asked. "LoveS
shook my head.
Then it must be money!" b
concluded.
"Why2" l asked.
1.-THE only things that trouble
man in this world are love an
money. Am I not right3"
1.-THE value of your axiom l al
not inclined to dispute, " answered
but, since you eel to take an il
terest in me, l don't mind sayin
that, as regards myself, the troub
is money"
"Ah! l thought so-money-
money-nothing but money. Ma
ket's up-money made; market
down-money lost. Rich today.
tomorrow ruin!'
you speak truly" 1 answered.
IF we only could tell"
Tell whats" I asked.
What the morrow will bril-
forth"
IF we only couldl"
I'VE would be millionaires,"
continued.
Observation-Disclosures" l assented
And yeti
yes"
IF l we're to tell you that at tt
moment 1 have in my pocket a CO
of tomorrow evenings Moon, y
would not believe me-"
Il would not" l answered.
Il thought not" continued l
strange companion. 1.-The world
full of skeptics."
do you ask me to believe tt
you L in possession of inform
ton concerning events which ha
not yet taken placer" l asked.
II ask you to believe nothing
merely state facts"
"And what does your supernat
raj paper contain" l asked-"t
state of the markets."
1.-The exact state of the mark
as they will be at closing time
morrow and the actual results
tomorrow's racing"
"You must be a wonderful "
ard. And what is the price of t
post dated paper?"