The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1897-01-16

change carefully remembering that he
wunid propabiy hltr 10 Wnii Until tAf
next Jay hetrfa he luld break one OF
tlic thouHands Enough remained 10
E,a t-5m Co. bin III a supper, a bed
and a breakfast
When he had found n restaurant he
ordered meal and ate Il with relish.
II was enchanted food. Il was the fare
OF an Atlantic l!nor, the drlicacies OF
European hotels, and the fruits OF the
tropics.
lie cared little Tor his bed 1t would
be no more than u place to lie and
think OF the future. 1t was many 4
night since he had really slept. Ger
tainly, with so much UPON his mind, he
would not sleep this night, even II lie
should try So when he had been shown
to IFS room In hotel he piled his pill
lows against the headboard OF the bed
and .eciined against them, fully dress
cd. He was very happy. No question
of right or wrong in what he had done
or what he expected to do came to tor
Hicnt him. For a long time he had
horne his life like n tremendous bur
den. THIS had suddenly slipped from
his shoulders. leaving his natural pow
gTs benumhed.
In the midst of his vision OF new life
he was aroused by a 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 tottcred to the door and gave ut
terarce to a hoarse inarticulate sound.
Eight o'clock, SIR" cried voice
without. "You asked to be called, sir"
He rushed to the window and flung
open the shutters. Day Btreamed in,
strong and beautiful Tho gas flame
palcd. 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 ard a breakfast revived him
still more. He felt the eNhilaratioh OF a
busy day upon which he was entering.
He scanned the papers, but so far as he
could see they had no news Of the money
that had been lost. He was not con-
scious of any excitement in searching
had quite left him. OF all stolen goods
money Is the hardest to recover
Presently he found himself riding
downtown In an elevated railroad
train. He was going to a steamship Of
flee to arrange for his journey; then to
q bankers for a travellers cheque book.
His pockets were bullying with money,
but there WAS something In one Of them
that he couldn't remember to have put
there. He pulled 1t out, and found 1t to
be the brown paper wrapper that had
contained the money. Ashe held 1t IN
his hand It was concealed by his news
paper No fellow passenger could see
It; and II was doubly fortunate because,
in plain sight upon the paper, was 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 ac-
commodations 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 OUT
or Office when Herrick entered. He was
pouring a story into the ear Of another
gray-haired Wall street man, and Her
rick heard a few words of it-something
about cabs. and cash, and carclessness.
III have found the money that you
lost" said HerriclS. Here it Is.
Zion" cried the banker, clutching
the bills in his fingers. MY dear fellow,
tell me all about II"
There's nothing to tell" replied the
young man, 81 merely found it in the
cab"
Mr.. Graham eyed him moment, in
surprise.
~ couldn't take 1t at ALL" responded
Herrlck. with a feeble smile Il don't
know why. 1t was instinct, / suppose,
My ancestors must have been honest
men"
upon my word, you must take one of
these notes" said the banker. I've Of
fered It in an ad and"
~ can't do It," said Herrlck. II don't
feel II to be right"
But, my dear boy" exclaimed the old
man kindly, 81 mus do something for
you. want to; believe me. At least
come back and take lunch with me.
Shell we say o'clock"
at viii give me great pleasure" said
Herricls; and, bowling, he turned away,
and walked out of.the office.