The Coalville times. [volume] (Coalville, Utah) 1894-1923, 1903-08-07

Ing. brought Thorn past innumerahle
doors until. at last. just under the
ground-glass roofing. the names Of
smith n Hamburg were TO be seen
painted In large white letters across .
panel. with a laconlc Invitation to push
beneath H. Following out the sugget-
ton. the Admiral and his companion
found themselves In a dlngy apartment
III III from a couple OF glazed windows
An ink-stained table. Uttered with pens
papers, and almanacs, an American
cloth sofa, three chairs OF varying pat
terms, and a much-worn carpet. con.
stituted all the furniture. save only a
very large and obtrusive porcelain split
toon, and a gaudlly framed and very
somber picture which hung above the
fireplace. sitting In front OF this pic
turc, and staring gloomlly at II. as being
tho only thing he could stare at, was a
small sallow-faccd boy with large
head, who In the intervals OF his art
studies munched sedately at an apple.
rs Mr.. Smith or Mr.. Hamburg inf"
asked the Admiral
There ain't no such people," said
the small boy.
But you have the names on the
door"
"Ah. that II the name Of the firm. you
see. It's only name. It's Mr.. Reuben
MetaNa that you wants"
Well then. is he in7"
mo. he's not"
when will he be baok7"
Cant tell. I'm sure. He's gone 10
lunch. Sometimes he takes one hour.
and sometimes two. i'm be two today.
! 'spect. for he said he was hungry
afore he went"
Then l suppose We had better call
again" said the Admiral.
Not a Bit" cried Charles. II know
how to manage these little impa. See
here, you young varmlnt. here's ahll-
ling for you. Run on and fetch your
master. II you don't bring him here In
Ave minutes I'll clump you on the side
OF the head when you get back. Shoot
scatl' He charged at the youth. who
boltcd from the room and ciattered
madly downstairs
Hen fetch him." said Charles. "Iet
US make ourselves at home. This sofa
does not feel over and above safe. II
was not meant for fifteen-stone men.
But this doesn't look quite the sort OF
place where one would expect to pick up
money"
Just what I was thinking" said the
Admiral. looking ruefully about him.
"Ah. well 1 have heard that the
best furnished offices generally belong
to the poorest firms Let's hope Il h
the opposite here. They can't spend
much on the management anyhow.
That pumpkin-headed boy was the stan.
l suppose. Ha. by Jove. that's his
voice. and he's got our man. thlnkr'
A. he spoke the youth appeared In
the doorway with a small. brown. dried
UP little chip Of man at his heels. He
was clean shaven and biue-chlnned,
with bristling black hair. and keen
brown eyes which shone out very
brightly from between pouched under
lids and dropping upper ones. He ad-
vanced glancing keenly from one TO
the other Of his visitors. and slowly
rubbing together his thin. blue-velned
hands The small boy closed the door
behind him. and directly vanished.
II am Mr.. Reuben Metaxa." said the
moneylender. WAS II about an ad-
vance you wished to see met"
Yes"
For you. presume7" turning 90
Charles westmacott.
mo. for this gentleman"
The moneyiender looked surprised
How much did you desireG'
IT thought OF nve thousand pounds. q"
said the Admiral.
And on what sscurity7"
Il am a retired admiral OF the Brit
ish navy. You will md my name In the
Navy List. There Is my card ] have
here my pension papers. l get 1850 a
year. I thought that perhaps n you
were 10 hold these papers II would be
security enough that 1 should pay you.
You could draw my pension. and repay
yourselves at the rate, say, OF $500 a
year. taking your ave per cent interest
az we'll"
what interest7"
Five per cent per annum."
Mr.. MetaNa laughed per annumr
he said. Five per cent month"
"A MONTH That would be sixty per
cent year"
Precisely"
but that II monstrous."
II don't ask gentlemen 10 come TO me
They come Of their own free will Those
are my terms, and they can take It or
leave IT,"
"Then I shall leave IT," The Ad-
mirai rose angrily from his chair.
But one moment. sir. Just sit down
and we shall chat the matter over
Yours IL a rather unusual case and we
may find some other way of doing what
you wish. OF course the security which
you offer IL no security at an, and no
sane man would advance five thousand
pennies on H."
'No security Why not alr?"
you might die tomorrow. You are
not young man. What age are your
"slxty-three."
MT MetaNa turned over a long col
umn OF figures Here is an actuary's
table" said he. at your time OF lie
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