Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1904-01-25
glar could carry 1t away, BODY and

glar could carry 1t away, BODY and
boots, and open it at his leisure.
Mrs. T. shuddered at the thought of
a burglar, so Thompson laid it ON a lit
tie thicker.
I'VE read every day of people being
murdered in their BEDS" said he.
That was the final necessary straw.
Perhaps you'd better put them into
the vault" Mrs. T. sighed.
That night Thompson called his pill
low TO order again and submitted the
following preamble and resolution:
Whereas. The clever Mr. Thompson has
found place where they make paste dia-
monds which only an expert can tell from
real ones and
Whereas Mrs T.. not knowing the dif-
ference, will be just as happy with paste
as with real diamonds, and
Whereas. Thirty thousand dollars viii
margin enough T., Il. and w. to make a
wagon load Of money in the next thirty
days; therefore, be it
Resolved, That everything is lovely and
the goose hangs high.
There was nothing now to mar the
happiness of either Thompson or his
wife Whenever she wanted to wear
her jewels she had only 10 telephone 10
his office, and he brought them To her
in good, time, What odds if they
weren't the real thing? Nobody sus
pccted it, she least Of all Moreover.
her husband never grumblCd nowadays
when she limited at new diamonds He
even bought some beauties for her
without the asking bought them, lei
her Wear them few times, and then
when he was sure she had priced them
at the jewelers. he substituted paste,
sold the real stones, put the money into
the game, and-the goose still dangled
at "A pleasing altitude,
But one day the string broke, or, to
shift from poultry metaphor to the Ian
guage of Wall street, the bears got on
the market, and the roof caved in. At
o'clock that afternoon Thompson,
with every dollar he could raise, was
under the wreck, slated to be slaughter
ed at precisely 10 next morning. His
brokers just hadn't sold him out and
that was all. A drop of another point.
and he was a goner
From 3 to 6 he burned up miles Of tel
SpuOue wire VIII tue neat Vi HIS peas
for money Fifty thousand dollars
would take him beyond the turn, but
everybody who had that amount
seemed to be hard of hearing.
At last his own bell rang, and be
snatched up the phone. hopeful that
somebody might be coming to the res
cue.
is- atfTlf X~nI
ie Come soon and don't forget the
jewels"
There were good, honest tears in
Thompson's eyes as he hung up the re
ceiver tears that welled from a deeper,
purer spring than had been tapped in
his breast for many a day. If at that
moment those jewels had been real
nothing, not even his present strait,
could have tempted him to displace one
of them. But. oh, they were so false
false as he!
A plunger in all things he now
plunged into despair with his whole
being. even as he had plunged into T.,
2. and w. with his whole fortune. How
he loathed the hideous thing that he
saw himself to be- And how that
loathing took away his strength to
fight! What was the use? What was
the use of anything?
He took the jewel casket from cup
board of his desk Che had not even trou-
bled himself of late to carry it to the
deposit vault, called his carriage and
went home with the craven heart of
poltroon trembling in his breast.
Don't pity him; pray, don't. Yes, he
was suffering terribly. so terribly that
be thought of suicide. but grief for his
faithlessness was still mixed with con
sideration of exposure. He must be
nhn s.nnnd morn and moro before he