The Cairo bulletin., 1905-03-14

the average. For instance, / had de-
scribed belt made of twenty dollar
gold pieces around the slender waist of
a beautiful girl, and then | had stated
that the amount Of yellow metal actIi-
ally known to exist in the Golden Gal
leon mine would make a belt of that
kind large enough to encircle the moon,
How does that figure out?' asked
Adams doubtfully.
Nobody will bother to calculate IT,"
said Harland. Let it stand The wo-
men will like it,"
shuddered. 1t had not occurred to
me before that women might be led to
risk their money on the Golden Gal.
leon My imagination had pictured
men with little, restless eyes and slop-
ing foreheads drawn toward this lure
Of gold as rats are drawn toward a
trap. more than half aware of the peril,
yet unable to resist the promptings of
their own greediness and the fragrance
Of the bait. The typical male investor
Is barely worthy of sympathy, but to
women the passion for gold may be
forgiven because they spend it with
such delight upon the things which
they believe to be beautiful.
was recalled from such thoughts by
the voice of Harland saying: Pass me
that check book, Adams, like a good
fellow No, not that one-the third
from the bottom Of the pile. That ac-
count is overdrawn only about a couple
Of thousand. so little thing like this
won't matter"
And he drew me a check for hun
dred and fifty. My existence could have
been preserved another day for half
that sum, and | was speechless with
gratitude. Moreover Harland told me
where ] could get the check cashed,
though il was then after banking hours.
My landlady was sitting on the stoop
when l returned home after dining at
club with Harland and Adams. The
lady in question is past fifty and has
begun to feel the inhrmities of age. She
carries too much weight and is laden
with many cares. mostly peeuniary, if
one may Judge from her conversation.
How are you this evening, Mrs. Won
GlahnF" said / cheerily.
Il never felt better nor had less" she
replied. with a sigh. And then to show
me that this remark had no application
to my account with her, which had
been piling up for two or three weeks,
she gave me a very friendly glance.
Mrs. Won Claim was a German by
birth, but she had been In America long
enough 10 speak the language almost
like native except when she was in
hurry. She was woman of generous
heart and had done enough in unobtru-
sive charity to insure Der a rich reward
hereafter unless all our faith is vain.
But in the visible affairs of her daily
life she exercised an amusing parsimo-
ny When her husband carved steak
for dinner she measured every piece
with her cye and suffered great distress
if he erred in the direction Of liberality.
The instant that the last person was
helped" the remainder of the steak
vanished. 4 trained servant removed
il with the celebrity of a cOnjurer
Mrs. Won Claim worried about mon
ey, but l never regarded her as grasp
ing or miserly.
Il have some money for you, Mrs.
Won Claim said l, proudly displaying
the fruits of my honest toll for Har-
land.
"Oh. me oh. my" said she, with an
affectionate glance at the money.
a'Where did you find SO muchf'
Il dug it out Of a gold mine," 1 re-
piled
a gold miner' she echoed, with a
sigh. Il wish had one. You own
part Of 1t. ehgs
NO said I. I've been writing