Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-02-10

he. IT am going out and will sign It when
return. Let no one see it,
In reality, of course, he intended to tear
1t up.
Well Pleased With Himself.
Somehow he felt almost placid when he
went out. II guess it'll make her sit up"
thought he. "Show her who's boss In this
town." And he achieved as near an APP
proach to a chuckle as he had ever per-
United himself in his life.
The typewriter girl ratified the wonderful
letter Off on her machine, and knew as
much Of 1t when finished as she did while
1t was being dictated, which was precisely
and exactly nothing. The deluge of wrath
and menace had flowed through her pretty
pink ears and into her pencil and thence
into pothooks and thence into the machine
without leaving the faintest vestige in
side OF her pretty. empty head. And even II
she had paid the least attention to what
was in the great letter. she wouldn't have
understood It, for all that she ever read
in the papers was the fiction and the jokes
and the fashion notes.
So while the Great Financier was thinking
how she would ''sit up. she was eating
candy with the head office boy and ac-
cepting his coy invitation to go to the the
alter with him.
The theatrical matter Interested her SO
much that little while later, when she
got lot of letters to address, she mixed
up the Great Financier's great letter with
the pile and sent 1t away to the ex-treas-
urer.
1t did to him just what a mastery let
ter like that would naturally do to a white
man. He forgot that he was high finan-
cier. He saw red. Not being able to do
murder. he did the next best thing. In the
molten heat OF his savage anger he went
TO the big corporation and split"
Three days afterward the newspapers had
a magnificent morsel-a morsel about five
columns long. telling how the Great F'inan-
a ne koll TO-.
rupt corporation. and had been caught so
thoroughly in the act that even his colossal
nerve had weakened and he had agreed
tamely to take the worthless stock back
again.
A Terrible Setback.
1t cost the Great Financier pretty penny;
much, very much. more than he had made,
by his clever deal 1t made him writhe and
he felt hurt all over, for 1t Is more than
man can bear to lose lots of money and
reputation at the same time, and be placed
in position where the meanest can fling
gibes at him who but lately was SO great
that none dared even to stare at him.
Yet though he rode downtown with his
bison-like eyes glazing like those of the
bafted king bull of the herd, and though he
gritted his teeth with helpless fury, and
though he desired madly that he might
stamp all Wall street under foot and
strange newspapers and gossipers, he never
once thought of discharging the girl that
had brought it all on him. In the midst of
mis- futile ferocity and hurt, he thought of
her with a certain amount of pleasurable
anticipation. Without putting 1t TO himself
plainly, he wondered whether she would not
still be humbly loyal if he asked 1t of her
His hasty glance as he entered the Office
showed him that her desk was vacant. He
rang his bell. The Office manager came in
with eager politeness
where's Miss Atkinson" growled the
flnancier.
The office manager stammered and, cough
ed bit.
'Well?" roared the chief. "Well?
I'm sorry, sir, but she's not here, sir, to-
day, SIR" he said. 1.-THE fact is, sir, that
she's got married to Mr.. Gunnison, SIR
'All right! Get out!' roared the Great
Financier.
When the door shut behind the Office man.
ager he jumped up, stamped on the floor,
shook his fist at his own picture on the
WALL and said, chokingly:
you asst You hideous, wild, unholy ass.
You ought to be smashed up fine and
spewed forth to the four winds! You utter
miracle of an ASST
Mr.. Gunnison was the Great Financier's
head Office boy, salary So week, attain
ments NIL prospects ditto.