The Savannah morning news., 1901-05-20
She own. a safety Deposit Box.


The girl philosopher had an air of pride
and well being that lifted her chin and
gave her head a proud tilt, says the Chi
cago News.
you act as if you had become sudden
ly rich or found a dollars worth of post
age stamps" the matron observed.
Would you mind telling us the reason
for this grinning joy of yours?"
Il wasn't grinning," the girl retorted.
but don't mind admitting that feel
affiuent and happy. All my life l. have.
wanted to rent a safety deposit box. l
have always ionged for one of those little
cubby holes that / could call my very
own-and at last l have one"
Have you got anything 10 put In
safety deposit box?" the dental student
asked with an insinuating air.
The girl paid no attention to this re-
mark To-day" she went on, 81 found
that l had 50 that didn't have to squan-
der on the vulgar necessaries of life, and
1 concluded that 1 would realize my
dream of owning a safety deposit box. So
/ wendell my way to a bank and descend
ed the marble stairs that led to the safe
ty deposit vaults. l felt like a regular
Aladdin. When 1 got to the bottom of
immured behind plate glass crossed by
heavy iron bars. l addressed a few re-
marks to him through these Instructions.
He gfbbered at me from behind his prison
bars, but we weren't making any progress
toward an understanding until a special
officer took me by the arm and led me
around a corner where | could talk with
the venerable man face to face.
Il was positively awed by my surround
Eh
white marble. Large, dignifed gentlemen
conversing in low tones. l think they
had just finished cutting their daily cou-
pons. The venerable prisoner in the iron
and plate glass cage asked me what l
wanted. l replied that it had long been
my dream to rent safety deposit box.
He replied that 1 could realize this dream
by putting up the price and giving my
real name. / said that would first like
to look at the SO boxes.
The venerable prisoner let himself out
on parole and we passed through door
way set in a steel wall and entered the
inner vault. A red carpet covered the
floor and the walls were made of little
drawers. l saw one woman pull out her
drawer and take a small vial from it,
Something gray and fluffy filled the bottle.
The woman wept as she looked at it, and
l am sure that her husbands ashes were
in that vial. Touching idea, wasn't IL?
And 1 saw man who was sitting dia-
monds through his fingers as a child
plays with sand, and another man who
lifted a magnificent tiara from
Would you mind restraining your imag-
ination until we have locked the door and
looked under the couch?" the dental stud
ent asked.
And" the girl said, without noticing
this interruption, II picked out very
snug little box which the venerable pris.
oner said 1 might have for my very own.
We again withdrew to his cage and /
stood without while he took my name and
address. Then he said that must make
up a password, which would have to
give every time came 10 my box. Doesn't
that sound mysterious? Finally 1 settled
on Popocatapetl as my password. The
prisoner gave me two keys, so that 1 can
lose one any time and not miss it, and
a certificate showing that 1 had paid So
for the rent of safety deposit box 1922.
l was all ready to leave when 1 happened
to think that L hadn't asked what would
happen if should get married and change
my name. Gould 1 still get to my box
if 1 got married.? I asked. The old pris-
oner-he was secretary, too, it seems
looked quite offended. Madam he said,
we do not confiscate your property If you
marry. So let the good work go on
80 that is why 1 feel so happy, the
girl philosopher said. Il have safety
deposit box and it makes me feel affluent
and opulent and all the other synonymes
for that wealthy feeling"
And what did you have to put in your
box?' the matron asked.
The girl hesitated.
well, that was my only difficulty"
she answered. 1.-The only things l have
found to put in so far are some earrings
that don't wear any more and my brok-
en- paddock bracelet and the diploma that
shows that 1 graduated from the West Di-
vision High School, and my fountain pen
that won't write. and my last will and
why didn't you have a rummage sale
instead of putting your things into a
safety deposit box?" the dental student
asked.
Because" the girl replied with dignity,
ut has always been the dream of my
life to rent safety deposit box-and
am sure that to have password like Po-
pocatapetl is alone worth 50 year"