The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1905-04-26

cOuntenance was overshauowed by
DOUBT and his manner lacked It's
confident alertnesS.
Something gone wrong, Dillon?"
saked the friendly cashier.
Glenn sighed heavily as he pushed
fifteen dollars IN weA-worn bills
across the counter. Going wrong!"
he SAID, gloomily. i've got bus
mess chance that I won't get again
in blue moon, and I've got to let
IL slide for the lack of little cash. =,
What is lt?' questioned the cash
Ter, kindly. Two heads are better
than one Perhaps | can figure
way around the dlticulty. "
:. Glen stated the case briefly. 'Old
Mr.. Mathews, who owned the gen
eral store at the crossroads, wanted
TO sell out and wanted five hundred
dollars for MS store. He says it
is worth thousand, and | have
been through it and | know 1t is
worth more than five hundred dol
lars, anyway. These is lot of good
stuff there, and man with little
enterprise and advertising sense
could draw people from miles
around, said Glen. But | have
only got little over three hundred
in the bank, and [ leave Blake S
next month; and what is coming to
me? With the best of luck it won I
oring it up to more than three humid
red and fifty Mr.. Mathews is
bound to have cash down, and /
can t figure out the extra hundred
and fifty any way | try. Not one Of
the farmers around here would
lend it to a hired man, they rel all too
tighthsted and scarey to lend to
anyone but bondholder. It is the
best chance shall ever get to start
a paying business with a little
money; bot | suppose I will have to
stand by and watch some other fell
low with luck pick it up.
"But that place doesn't pay,
protested the cashier. You would
only be sinsing your money in it.
"Of course it doesn't pay now,
said Glenn, ifDpatiently. That is
the reason Mathews is selling it so
cheap. But ] could make 1T pay.
You would see the people in my
section coming my way for goods,
instead of travelling off five or six
miles the other way to Puttsboro,
like they do now. I'd put d little
modern method into the run ming OF
that store, and inside of a year, it
would be county institutions and a
good paying, one, too.
Look here, Dillon. !" The cash
Ter dismissed the discussion rather
brusquely. You drop in at my
house Saturday evening. I want
to talk with you. He was insis-
tent. and before Glen left the bank
he had given q detected proE5se to
make the cali, though he was IN the
dark as to the object.
Sunday morning, before sac rest
Of the family were ready for charch,
Lilly slipped oat to the barn, where
Glen was hagnessing the horses.
Her crisp rnfffes and fair head
cleaned in the dust of the barn,
and Glenn S face was happier than
ever as he talked, the girls. eyes
growing wide with establishment
and ioyousness.
$50 you bought the crossroads
storep echoed Lily. Yes, Glen,
| know chat J promised to marry
YOU just as soon as you stopped be-
/ ing hired man and could take care
of me, whether father was willing
or not, and I shall. But, Glen,
how did you do it? You coul6n t
have saved up that mach in two
years. Somebody has been mighty
good friends to you and to me, too. "
sIt isn't exactly a somebody, 1t is
something" said the happy hired
man. Then he told Der how, un-
known to himself, he had won the
interest of the bank people through
his steady saving; how his mad
vertent confidence in the cashier
had moved that parsonage to write
to the president to ask IL he would
authorize loan to Dillon; how that
/ gentleman, whom Glenn did not
know even by sight, had sent an
immediate reply authorizing the
loan and commenting favorably up.
on Glen as depositor. 1t was the
] bank which had stood his friend and
made it possible for him to win the
business opportunity, and wife.
"You are the one who deserves
the credit for my sayings, not me
though, Lily" said the hired man
because you coaxed me to put my
money in the bank. But, / tell yor
one thing, I'm still persisting il
!. doing some swearing in connection
with banks, but now I'll do my
swearing by them, and not at them
And the bank president looking
over the accounts year later, ant
} noting the wiping out of the loar