The Yakima herald. [volume] (North Yakima, W.T. [Wash.]) 1889-1914, 1906-01-10

Coiontl Drew, OutWarQly calm and
serene, but inwardly perturbed, finally
| saw Brewster and his companions. He
sent messenger over with the request
that Monty come to the presidents pri-
vate office at once.
"He wants to help you to save your
money" cried Bragdon in low tones.
THAT shows it's all up
Get out every dollar of It. Monty.
and don't waste minute. It's a smash
as sure as fate" urged Harrison. a
feverish expression in his eyes.
Brewster was admitted to the colo
ners private office. Drew was alone
and was pacing the floor like Gagged
animal.
sit down, Brewster and don't mind
II l seem nervous. or course we can't
hold out, but 1t is terrible, terrible!
They think we are trying to rob them.
They're mad-utterly mad"
Il never saw anything like It, colo
mel. Are you sure you can meet all
the demands" asked Brewster, thor
oughly excited. The colonels face was
white, and he chewed his cigar nerv-
ously
I'VE can hold out unless some Of our
heaviest depositors get the fever and
swoop Gown upon us. l appreciate
your feelings in an affair of this kind.
coming so swiftly upon the heels Of
the other, but l want to give you my
personal assurance that the money you
have here is safe. | called you In to
impress you with the security Of the
bank. You ought to know the truth,
however, and l will tell you in conn
dence that another check like Austin's.
which we paid a few minutes ago,
would cause us serious though tempo
rary embarrassment
II came to assure you that I have
not thought of withdrawing my de-
posits from this bank, colonel You
need have no uneasiness''-
The door opened suddenly and one
Of the officials OF the bank bolted In
side, his face rs white as death. He
started to speak before he saw Brew
ster and then closed his lips despair
ingly.
what Is It, Mr.. Moore?" asked Drew
as calmly as possible Don't mind Mr..
Brewster"
"Oglethorp wants to draw $3.50, COO"
said Moore in strained tones.
well. he can have 1t, can't he?"
asked the colonel quietly. Moore look
ed helplessy at the president Of the
bank, and his silence spoke more plain
~ than words.
Brewster. 1t looks bad said the
colonel, turning abruptly to the young
man. The other banks are afraid Of
rum and We can't count on much
help from them Some of them have
helped us and others have refused.
Now, t only ask you to refrain
from dr. ing out your deposit. but
want 70 to help us in this crucial
moment. The colonel looked twenty
years oil r, and his voice shook Lea
ceptibly. Brew stor's pity went out to
him in fash.
cried. "l'll not take my money out,
but l don't know how l can be Of fur
Their assistance to you. Command me-
SIR
You can restore absolute confidence,
Monty, my dear boy. by increasing
your deposits in our bank" said the
colonel slowly and as IL dreading the
fate of the suggestion.
You mean. sir, that l can save the
bank by drawing my money from 9TH
er banks and putting ii here?" asked
Monty slowly. He was thinking hard
er and faster than he had ever thought
In his life. Could he afford to risk the
loss of his entire fortune on the fate
OF this bank? What would Swearen-
gen Jones say II he deliberately de-
posted vast amount of money In a
tottering ms ution like the Bank of
Manhattan Island? 1t would be the
maddvst folly on his part II the bank
went down There could be no miti-
eating circumstances In the eyes Of ell
Their Jones or the world IL he swamped
all OF his NOR ). in this crisis.
Il beg of you. Monty. help u.s." The
colonefs pride was gone 1T means
disgrace II we close our doors even
for an hour; It means stain that only
years can remove. You can restore
confidence by dozen strokes of your
pen, and you can save u.s.
He was Barbara's father. The proud
old man was before him as a suppl.
ant, no longer the cold man of the
world. Back to Brewsters mind came
the thought of his quarrel with Bar
bara and of her heartiessneas. A
scratch of the pen one way or the OH
er could change the life Of Barbara
Drew. The two bankers stood By.
scarcely breathing. From outside came
the shuttle OF many feet and the muf-
ned roll Of voices. Again the door to
the private office opened and q clerk
excitedly motioned for Mr.. Moore to
hurry to the front Of the bank. Moore
paused irresolutely, his eyes on Brew