The Marshall republican., 1907-08-02

Bob's towering figure was In front
NJ me. His head had fsllsn forward,
and his arms were folded across his
breast. But that he stood erect 7
should have thought him dead. 80
still was he. I jumped 70 my feet and
looked into his face, down which great
tears were dropping silently. I
touched him on the shoulder.
Bob. my dear old chum. Bob. for
give me. For Gods sake. forgive me
for I~ntruding on your misery"
7 looked AZ him. I will never forget
his face. No hesrtbroken womsn's
could have been sadder. He slowly
raised his head. then staggered and
grasped the Understand for support.
Don't. Jim, don't-don't ask me 70
forgive you. oh, Jim. Jim. my old
friend. forgive me for my madness:
forget what ! said to you. forget the
brute you Just saw and think Of me a.
OF old. when ] would have piucked
out my tongue II 7 had caught II say.
Ing a harsh word 10 the best and
truest friend nan ever had. Jim, for.
get II all was mad. I am mad. I
have been mad for a long time. but II
cannot last much longer. know II
can't. and, Jim. by all our past love.
NJ 81. Paui's and At Harvard. the
dear old days OF hope and happiness.
when We planned for the future. try
TO think OF me only as you knew me
then. az you know that I should now
be. but for the systemic curse"
The clerks were pounding on the
door: through the glass showed many
forms. They had been gathering for
minutes while Bob talked In his low.
sad tone. q tone that no n could be-
Ieve came from the same mouth that
a few moments before had poured
forth A food OF brutal hesrtlessnsss.
Bob went 10 the door. The once
was in an uproar. Twenty or 40 Of
Bob's brokers were there. aghast At
not getting a reply 10 their calls.
Many were pouring In through the
outer once. Bob looked at them cold
iy. We'll. what IL the trouble1 Is
II possible we are down 10 q point
where the stock exchange rushes
over to q mans once whom his wire
happens 10 break down."
They saw his blum. You cannot Do
ceive stock exchange men. at least
mt the kind that Bob Brownley en-
ployed on panic days. but his cool.
ness resssured them. and whom they
saw me II was odds-on that they
guessed to . man why Bob had t.
nored his wires-guessed that ! had
been pleading for the life OF the
street"
We'll. where do you standf"
Frank Swan answered for the
crowd. THE panic 10 In full swing.
she's ceiiar.to-ridespole ripper.
They're down 40 or over on an Az
erage. A~nti.People's is down 70 IS,
and stiil coming like sawdust over .
broken dam. Barry Conant's houss
and a dozen other Of Reinharfs have
gone under. His banks ana trust
companies are going every minute
The whole street will Be overheard
before the close. The goverriins com-
mittee hasjust called Z meeting TO sec
whsther II win not be best TO adjourn
the exchange owe today and, tc-nncr.
row" ~
Bob listened A. II he had been Q
master al the wheel I'm q saIe, 10
ceiving reports from bis mates.
There was no trace now OF the
scene he had Just been through. He
was cold. m~ssterful. iNke the 4assQps1
seadog who knows thsk ID. spite Of
the oceans rage and the winds Howl.
the wheel will answer Nib hand are
the craft its rudder, ',Jina. ,coms,ovse
TO the exchange" The .ceewdj ~
lowed along. we have bqk : nnnute
and I want TO have you ~ yon fer
give me-" he said - No. ~ hAoV.
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