The Montgomery advertiser., 1902-01-28
FOR VALUE RECEIVED.
BY EDGAR WILTON COOLEY. [Copyrisht, 1902. by Daily Story Pub. Col

D When he arrived in town, he tied his fled himself that his letter to Christina was still in the pocket where he had placed 1t, started for the banlS wherein | he had deposited his savings. 5 As he turned the corner of the main street on which the bank was situated, | he saw large crowd assembled in front of the institution. The majority were l greatly excited. Some were gesticulat- lessiy about and still others were stand ing motionless. dumb. quiet. their faces ashen Larson quickened his steps and soon he. too. was in the angry throng in front of the building. Pushing his way through the crowd he stood, at last, in front of the closed door. upon which a written notice was posted. Slowly he spelled out the words:
 This bank is in the hands of the bank examiner" Larson turned a puzzled face to a man who stood at his elboy "Ay doan understand .eet." he said.
 The bank has failed" the other re- bank" said Larson, ''an Ay want eet." The other man laughed.
 .rss xoqr UT money Is gone. then" he said.
 ''Das bank boostedr' asked Larson. in- | nocently Den vat Ay do? Ay haf all Ay saved in five, six year. two hundred dollar. in das bank. .:Ay tend send das mooney to Christina
 He held out his hands as though be- seeching someone to help him. His face nad grown pale and his lips colorless. Those nearest gathered around, express ing sympathy or piling maledictions upon | the heads of the officers of the bank Slowly the extent of his misfortune | soaked through Larson's brain. His face grew purple with rage and his fingers
 
 Mine God!" he cried, savagely. "Av bane tank nasal Ay kale das feller vat took may mooney ap' not gif eet back Ay kale heem booty soon; Ay kale He clenched his fists and darted an- grfly through the crowd. But suddenly strong, restraining hand was laid upon his arm. and the voice of Sam Jennings Hold on. 'Yohn.' don't get excited. Just wait; maybe you can get part of your money.a little of it, at least"
 Wen Ay git das mooney?" Larson ask Jennings shook his head. "I don't know" he replied. Tt may not be for year. But never you mind, 'Yohn.' Just wait. Come and go home with me, now. ana maybe we'll learn something
 Crushed and speeches., Larson followed his neighbor. On their way home Jen- nings endeavored to cheer him up, but
 
 despair.
 When at last they reached his farm Larson turned his pale face upon .Jen- nings. theticaily.. '"Ty bane yorsin. v yorkin S aye px- sax year an Ay tank soomtime Ay haf Christina wifi may. but now, now" He could not finish for choking, and Jennings saw the tears spring to his eyes as he turned in at his gate Jennings drove on to his own cabin, half mile further, very slowly, think ing. thinking. His thoughts must have nave been very pleasant ones for smiles often furrowed his face and his eyes twinkled.
 
 Larson was sitting alone in his cabin. It was dark and the lamp was lighted. His heart was heavy. for me had been thinking of Christina. who seemed SO far-so very far away.
 Suddenly he heard the sound of many wheels which stopped at his gate. and | the next moment a timid knock sounded | upon his door. He hurriedly arose and threw the door ajar. And then he stag gered hack. '. =.
 For the light from his lamp fell full at him! With a glad cry she threw her arms | around his neck and chung to him, cry ing softly, while his neighbors. dozens of them. crowded into the little room. with Sam Jennings at their head. Larson was so overcome with joy and amusement that his lips were dumb, but he looked questioningly at Jennings. "oh." laughed Sam. i've have invited ourselves to the weddin', 'Yohn.' Bring in the preacher boys"
 The Lutheran minister was escorted into the center of the group, and then Jennings produced marriage license made out in the name of John Larson and Christina Hanson.
 Now" he said, triumphantly, "do your duty, parson." And John and Christina were married.
 "Ay got ssoomtang Ay wood ask," said Larson. after the ceremony. "Ay bane tank masalf about eet. Christina. she bane ofter cross the sea, an Ay bane yere. Now sha bane yere too. How ees
 Well. you see. 'Yohn'." laughed ten- nings. "the boys here just paid over to me what they owed you for services, and, by Jacks. Yohn', it was enough to bring Christina from Sweden and leave enough to buy some pretty nice furni- ture that will be out here in the morning.
 Larson's lips trembled and his blue eyes filled with tears.
 "Ay. tank you bane booty good fellers," he said. simply.
 EPKoNE," by Jeanette H. walworth.