The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1897-06-10


when John hurried up toward the
bank. IL have every belief" he said to
the cashier, "that the money is here for
me now. Is it possible for me TO get
it?"
Have you the cablegram?"
"No, have not"
We'll, you see, we cannot pay the
money until we see the cablegram IL
the person for whom it is intended. II
time is of Importance. you should not
leave the telegraph office, and the mo-
ment you get your message come here;
then there will be no delay whatever.
DO you wish TO draw all the money at
once?"
Il don't know how much there is, but
l must have & 100000"
Very well, TO save time, you had bet
ter make out a check for 20,000-that
will be-" and here he gave the number
Of dollars at the rate of the day on the
pound. Just make out a check for
that amount and i will certify it. A GER
titled check is as good as gold. The mo.
uent you get your message 1 will hand
you the certified check"
John wrote out the order and handed
il TO the cashier, glancing at the clock
os he did so. 1t was now 25 min
pies of 12. lie rushed to the tel
egraph Office with all the speed of
which he was capable, but met only a
blank look from the chief operator.
1T 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 a
man who had once been reprievcd.
lie resumed his nervous pace up and
down that chamber of torture. 4
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-1s
minutes--i1 minutes-10 minutes to L..
and yet no
Here you are!" shouted the opera
tor in great glee. "She's a-coming, it's
all right, John Kenyon, Ottawa" Then
he wrote as rapidly as the machine
clicked out the message. There il is,
now rush!"
John needed 10 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
office!
1t was seven minutes TO twelve when
he got to the bank.
rs that dispatcl. Iight?'' he said,
showing it through the arched aperture.
| The clerk looked at il with provoking
composure, and then compared it 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
"Yes," he added, that is all right. Here
is your certified check"
John clasped it, and bolted out OF
the bank as burglar might have done.
| it was five minutes to twelve when
ne got to the steps that led to the rooms
If Mr.. Won Brent. Now all his excite.
ment seemed to have deserted him
lie was as cool and calm as if he had
five days instead of as many minutes
in which to make the 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 as he
did so.
1t stood three minutes, to twelve.
Young Mr.. Longworth was sitting
there, with just g touch of pallor OF
his countenance, and there seemed al
ominous glitter in his eye-glass. HI
said nothing, and John Kenyon com
pletely ignored his presence.
"There is still some life left in my
option, believer" he said to Won Brent
after nodding good day to him.
Every little, but perhaps it will serve
You have two and half minutes" sale
Won Brent.
"Are the papers ready?" inquired
John.
"All ready, everything except putting
in the names"
Every well, here is the money" Voi
Brent looked at the certified check
THAT is perfectly right" he said. "Th'
mine is yours" Then he rose ant
stretched his hand across the table t,
Kenyon, who grasped IL cordially.
Young Mr.. Longworth also rose, anc
said, languidly: las this seems to b,
a meeting of long lost brothers, / shall
not intrude. Good day, Mr.. Won Brent.
And with that the young man adjust
ed his eyeglass and took his departure