The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1906-07-29

VERY well. sir; but you speculate
yourself continually, don't you know"
Il do it for living"
Just so-just So" persisted Ananias
Eli, triumphantly, Gould you not tell
me what stock you would now buy for
living? That is all / want TO know"
Mr.. Potter looked the globe-trotter
over silently and with a smileless eve
He knew the type well-a toy balloon
puffed TO the Importance of an air
ship; a boys tricycle. thinking itself a
Panhard racer. At last the broker spoke
frankly and pleasantly.
IF / cannot persuade you to give UP
speculation, l can only tell you what
| bought myself until / boarded the
steamer. You probably understand the
value TO the world, Mr.. Eli, of Marco
MIS- wonderful discovery. In five years
1t will replace all other systems of te-
| legraphy. Have you ever thought what
United States Telegraph will then be
worth? / have sold u. S. T. for the
last three weeks. But you-you might
buy If you choose"
The purser casually looked out of the
nearest portfolio.
MY dear sir" exclaimed Ananias
ELI, sweating eXultation, do not say
i
want to wire an order And you must
allow me to use my own judgment re-
garding the disposal of my own prop
erty. 1 am thousand times obliged to
you" And with that Ananias Eli pre-
cipltated himself from the room.
Mr.. Phineas Sutton, the purser,
thoughtfully looked after the Fetreating
figure of the globe-trotter He then
strolled out slowly. Mr.. Potter left the
snoking-room- and was about to enter
the cabin when he heard dismal groan
from the second or third stateroom for
ward of his own
Mr.. Potter looked around to call a
steward. 1t happened that only a few
passengers were in sight, far down the
deck, and no steward. The gFoans con-
tinued, accompanied by fluttering fem
mime cries. Mr. Potter located the door
from behind which the counds came
and gently knocked, The cries of an
guish seemed to be redoubled and no
attention was paid to him. Feeling
that something ought TO be done, and
that he was the man to do 1t, Peleg
Potter gently tried the knob and opened
the door
There, kneeling upon the floor of the
cabin with her head Upon the bed, the
young lady of his sudden passion lay
Convulsed with weeping.
Leave me, daughter!" Potter caught
the broken words and saw the gaunt
specter of hand vainly trying to pat
the dear head before him. "GO-go.
child, and leave your poor, dishonored
parent to die alone"
There was something so familiar in
the agonized tones of the voice and SO
suggestive in the words that Potter
pushed the door wide and strobe in.
The girl jumped from her knees with a
half-articulate protest. But the sick
man, when his eyes caught Mr.. Potter
familiar face, uttered an cutlery of hor-
ror.
''Mr. Potter he cried: GOD of my
soul, it is Peleg Potter himseIf!' With
that he fell back as if ne were about to
lose consciousness, if not life itself.
Potter looked down upon the ghost OF
his absconding cashier, changed beyond
recognition, shaver, hollow, white = a
broken and perhaps a dying man. AT
that moment the financier forgot the
beautiful woman who was watching
him with wild, Mortified eyes. All he
remembered was that there lay before
him his old, trusted friend, the man
whom he had deemed worthy of the
fullest confluence, the man OF all men
who should have been faithful unto
death, and who had betrayed him. Al
though the cashier was ten years older
than himself, Potter had always called
Soule by his first name. At this mo-
ment Of distrust and indignant recog-
milton the broker CALCULATED the famil-
lar name:
Henry"
Sound has electric properties. At
times the sound of a dear name may
change nascent-distrust or hate back to
faith and love. AS he spoke the word
Henry" the tide of PotterS risen in
dignation turned. He no longer saw
the malefactor; before him lay mis- old
friend and confidant, desperately sick
and needing him. With a short cry of
sympathy Peleg Potter jumped to the