Butler citizen. [volume] (Butler, Pa.) 1877-1922, 1897-02-25


Shes coming KS ell right. John Kenyon.
Ottawa"
bank. 81 have every belief" he said to
the cashier, that the money IS here foI
me now. Is it possible for me to get
it?''
Have you the cablegram?'
mo, have not"
well, you see. we cannot pay the
money until we see the cablegram t.
the person for whom ii is intended. II
time is of Importance you should not
leave the telegraph office, and the mo-
ment you get your message come herr;
then there will be no delay whatever.
Do you wish to draw all the money at
once? ?"
IL dent know how much there is, but
| must have 100000"
"Very well. to save time, you had bet
ter make out a check for c 20, ,000-that
will be and here he gave the mum Der
of dollars at the rate of the day on the
pound Just make out a check for
that amount and win certify it. \ Ger.
titled check is as good as gold. The mo
ment you get your message will hand
you the certified check"
John wrote out the order and handed
IL to the cashier, glancing at the clock
rs he did so. II was now 25 min
Dtcs of II. lie rushed to the tel
egraph office with all the speed OF
which he was capable. but met only u
hlani, loo', from the chief operator
"it has not come yet" he said, shak
ing his head.
Gradually despair began to descend
on the waiting man. 1t was worse to
miss everything now than never
to have had the hope of sue
cess. 1t was like hanging Il
man who had once been reprieyed.
lie resumed his nervous pace up and
down that chamber of torture. y
quarter of twelve. He heard the chimes
ring somewhere. If the message did
not come before they rang again. i:
would be forever too late.
Fourteen minutes-13 minutes-l2
minutes-11 minutcs-10 minutes TO II.
and yet no
Here you arel" shouted the opera
tor in great glee. shes a-coming, it's
all right, John Kenyon, Ottawa" Then
he wrote as rapidly as the machine
clicked out the message. There it is,
now rushl"
John needed no telling to rush. Peo-
pie had begun TO notice him as the man
who was doing nothing but running
between the bank and the telegraph
oflicel
1t was seven minutes to twelve when
he got TO the bank.
as that dispatch right?" he said,
showing it through the arched aperture.
The clerk looked at it with provoking
composurc, and then compared IL with
some papers.
For Gods sake hurryl" pleaded
John.
"You have plenty of time" said the
cashier, coolly, looking up at the clock
and going on with his examination.
"Ycs," he added, "that is all right. Here
Is your certified check"
John clnsped It, and bolted out Of
the bank, as n burglar might have done.
IT was five minutes TO twelve when
he got TO the steps that led 10 the rooms
81 Mr.. Won Brent. Now all his excite
ment seemed TO have deserted him.
lie was as cool and calm as If hc had
five days instead of ns many minutcs,
I'm which TO make tho payment. He
mounted the steps quietly, walked
along the passage, and knocked at the
door of Won Brent's room.
"Come in" was the shout that greet
ed him.
He opened the door, glancing at the
clock behind Won Brent's head ns he
did so.
IL stood three minutes to twelve.
Young Mr.. Longworth was sitting
there, with Just touch of pallor on
his countcnancc, and there seemed an
ominoug glitter in his cyc-Rlass. He
said nothing, and John Kenyon com
pletcly ignored his presence.
"Thcrc In still some life left In my
option,sI believer" he said to Won Brent.
after nodding good day 90 him.
every little, but perhaps IL Will serve.
You have two and half minutes" said
Won Brent
"Are the papers rcady2" inquired
John.
"All ready, everything except putting
In the names"
every well, here IN the money" Won
Brent looked at the certified check.
"That is perfectly right" he said. "The
ninc ~ yours" Then he rose and
stretched his hand across the table TO
Kenyon, who graspcd IL cordially.
Young Mr.. LonRworth also rose, and
said, lanRuidly: "As this seems TO be
n meeting Of long lost brothers, shall
not intrudc. Good day, Mr.. Won Brent"
And with that the young man adjust
ed his cycRlasH md took his departure,