Evening journal., 1898-12-23

Joke had stamped the editor as a great
humorist and Gingly knew that he
would be stimulated 10 repeat the mis-
chief. Indeed, it takes three hints in
q village paper TO complete the joke. IL
was all very funny, but the poor, trust
ing girl. what would she think? She
mighi think be was sooundrel. He
couldn't live under such an imputation.
He thought of suicide, to save his name.
But he thought OF il in a poetical way.
He had no intention OF killing himself.
He had received letter from her that
morning. perfnmed purple. sweet
quirks OF a maiden's galloping pen.
"She loved him better than life' How
strong and original. "He was her kind"
How rapturously new "rhere had
never been such another love. She felt
X, she knew it, Other women had
thought they loved, but"-a smile OF
scorn crept between the lines-"how
could they have loved" And now he
must tell that love to wait. II would
Kill her; there was no doubt OF IT, Ia
another put Off there was the bite OF a
viper. He did not know that the Vi Ger
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He knew that Nick Patten had waited
on her, had taken her TO parties; but
J he did not know that Nick had clapped
piece OF ice TO her heart when he mar
ried Liza Moore. lie knew. also, that
Mark Bailey had trained" with her,
but he had heard her speak of him
with contempt but he did not know
that she had written TO him in cou-
tempt, for asking her TO return his
presents and his ring. Ignorance
without IL the fountain OF love would
cease TO play. IL takes many n kiss TO
wear the nap from the velvet lip.
One more postponement. That was
10 have been all And now
just at that moment there came a
terrific explosion. The hotel was
shaken. The windows in Ginglys
loom were broken. Something fell
with tbump upon the floor. There
came loud cries from below. lie
sprang out of bed and lighted the
lamp; and the first thing he saw was
a great package of money lying on the
floor. II had come through the win
dow. lie seized IT. trembling. lie
heard footsteps in the hall. lie heard
a man say that the bank Just across
the alley had been blown up by rob
bers. II was all clear. The vault had
been blown up and this great wad Of
money had been sent flying into his
room. His heart beat with q strange
delight and then pang shot through
lit-"Honest Gingly." The money did
not belong to him. II flew in at his
window. But was it not Providence
that sent it? No, It was the explo-
sion. But why did it fly straight into
his room? Why couldn't it have struck
the wall? II could have done so, but
didn't. Fate must have intended IL for
him. He had been honest all his life,
and reward was due. He lay all night
in a sweat. He was afraid TO show too
much interest, so he remained in bed
till eight o'clock, then locked his money
III his trunk and went downstairs. In
tho ofice the men who had given him
advice were discussing the robbery
One robber had been killed. but the ore
who seized the money had escaped with
l 100000. Ginely was worth, then. That
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breakfast, and when he came ont
bought n 25-cent cigar. The clerk
looked at him in surprise.
"Got job?" he asked.
mo, but ] want to smoke"
He sat about all day musing. AZ
night he looked at his money. 10 was
the shield to protect the girls breast
from the bite of the viper. But
Honest Gingly" kept singing in his
cars. IL was not his money. He was
thief. He was disgrace unto his
name. He tossed all night. But be-
fore daylight came he had made up
his mind. The act OF buying the
cigar proved to him that he could not
lide his guilt. He had felt himself
blush under tho quick eye and the
question of the clerk He would take
the money to the president OF the
bank. Already they had resumed
business. He would tell him frankly
how sorely tempted he had been to keeI
it. And the banker would reward him
Nine o'clock was a long time com.
ing. But il came. With the money
under his coat he walked into the
bank. Policemen were on guard
Cingly asked to see the president. H'
was busy 81 must see him, said Cling
lly. 1T is of the most vital importanc,
news of the robbery" He was we'll
appearing and was admitted.
"Well2" said the president
Gingly told him his story. He drew
the money out from under his coat.
The president smiled. 1T is fortu
nate that you didn't try to spend any OF
It," said he. 1T does not represent oui
loss. What you have here is a collec
tion Of counterfeit notes" He tossed
the bundle under the table eve have
quite a collection of them, but nearly
nll are crude. Yes. fortunate that yot
didn't try TO pass them. And thus, you
see, honesty is rewarded. Good morn
Ing, sir"
Gingly Is living in the village, hest
falesman for the man who called hin
honest. His cottage is furnished in pea
cock -blue-and the viper did not bite
the girl.-Carter's Magazine, Chicago.