The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1900-08-26

age and in broad daylight, behind lock
and key on the tenth floor of a fiat.
and not a soul besides themselves
knowing that there was a dollar any-
where in the neighbOrhOod. In reality
ne was very nearly as unbalanced as
ms wife was, but he put on a bold
front as the head of the family. and at
last went out TO gather the essentials
OF the breakfast.
He was compelled to walk down the
nine flights of sairs between himself
ana the surface of the earth. for there
was no elevator running, nor was the
yanltor visible. But what did John
Iankerman care for that? 1t would be
his last walk down those stairs. or IN
them, or In the elevator. for that mat
Ter, because he had 500. 600 now. and his
WlIe had as much more. and their fat
uaVs were at an end forever. It was
very delightful to contemplate and
very grateful to the feelings of Mr..
Iankerman that his good fortune had
come 10 him in the leafv month of
June, so that he could get out of the
StuIy nat in the city and go forth into
the cool and fragrant fields of the
pIeasant countryside. and he TOOK no
hote OF steps as he gradually descend
ed. Arrived at the ground floor he
hurried out to the street. intent upOn
his marketing, for he had suddenly be
come Hlled with eager anxiety to finish
ms breakfast and go down 10 fhe Of
fee, where he pIodded away every vraak
day IN the year for a paltry 1000. He
wanted 10 tell of his luck to his en-
ployerS and TO his fellOw-clerks and
note their astonishncnt. For years he
hsu gone there in the street cars. but
now ne would go in a carriage, and the
very best one the livery stable in
the next block could supply. So alb
sorbed was he in this fancy that for
the hrst few minutes he failed TO oh
serve the unusual condition of the
streets at that hour, and when he vas
recalled to himself by the Thought thai
ne would get a newspaper from his
neWsboy to see if any one had lost
SZOO'OJO, ne was panied to discover that
the boy who had been Ferving him for
I'VE years mad disappeared from his
accustomed corner. Strange tn saw
too, no other boy had filled the vacancy
IL occurred to him az he made This
discovery that he had not heard anv
shouts on the street, and now for the
IliSI Tune the peculiar stiffness of all
ABOUT MIN affected him strangely.
Was everybody asleep? Had the
world got the days Of the week mixed
and mistaken this one for Sunday
could II be possible that he had slept
over a whole day, and walked on the
SaDbathE He might have done so. but
ms Wlfe, never. Even though il fvere
Sunday, the street cars would be run /
mig, and the newsboys would have
Deen no quleter than they should have
been. He turned to go into a store
Tor information. but il was closed. He
hurried around the corner into a.street
now no loss n1Tiat tho, HE -
when ordinarily there was a babel Of
nuckSterlng hum about the market
only 20 ind that every place
was closed. n the silence Of Tha
was over all. Not a policeman
IN sight. Not a horse or cart. Moth
-ng, nobody. Back to his own street no
hurried, and for several minutes waited
for a street car. but none came. NOT
the PARKWAY rumble of one. and
not a sound of the seething lif. Of the
slty, as he remembered it since he was
little fellow, wondering if there was
lnything in the world that could hush
is deep breathing, and lay the heal
ng balm of silence IN its sounds.
As he stood listening. a nameless fear
-ook posses sion OF him, and, running
rs Il a sDecter chased him. he fled
10 his fiat, and. flying up the
ong stretches of the stairs. he fell ex-
lausted in 2 chair in his own apart
nent.
Did you get the things. John"
allied his wife, cheerily from the
Sitchen. and the familiar voice Gained
us oerturbed spirit. 1t was imme-
lately followed by the comforting
presence OF its owner. Good landlS
Exclaimed the alarmed Mrs. Tanker
when she saw her husband.
Whatever is the matter with Won 2'
Jane" he gasped, something has
happened"
what? Ho? To your" she ejacu-
4ted. Who tor When? Where? Are
'ou sick? For goodness sake tell a
'Ody what the matter is. and don't
there like o had seen a ghost.'
That's what it is. I'm afraid. dear"
e answered her, and quite as incoher-