Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1907-01-28
BY CHARLES CARVICE


vice quite so much, and perhaps you
have heard the news"
What news?" asked BARLEY Brad
stone.
Il allude to the South Indian Bank,
Mr. Bradstone," said Mr.. Movie, pass
ing his hand over his mouth and eye
ing BARLEY Bradstone with the same
watchful and deprecatory manner.
''Well, what about it,? said Bart
ley Bradstone; Il wrote and gave you
instructions to sell those South Indian
Bank shares a week ago.
Mr. Movie gave a start, and shook
his head apologetically.
I'll beg your pardon, sir; I think
a slight misunderstanding" as if he
were trying to gain time to collect
himself
misunderstanding What do you
mean? Do you mean to say I DIDN'T
writer"
81 did not say you did not write, Mr..
Bradstone; but I certainly did not Ie-
ceive the letter"
Barley Bradstone rose and clutched
the back of the chair, and for a mo-
ment seemed incapable of speech, and
then he said;
DO you mean to tell me that The
shares Of the South Indian still stand
in my name?'
Mr.. Movie put out one hand
NO. no. no Mr. Bradstone, l don't
say that" he said with a sudden
change of face; 81 said I did not re-
ceive your letter. Pray take a seat,
Pray sit down again, sir, and com
pose yourself Fortunately, I have
had my eye upon the bank for some
time past, and when the critical mo
ment came ] sold out
BARLEY Bradstone sank into
chair and drew a breath Of relief.
"That is wen. Movie" he said.
You gave me a turn. If you had not
unloaded those shares for me, things
would have looked bad. Now I want
you to realize these things.
He took a list from his pocket and
handed it to Mr. Movie.
Mr. Movie went back to the table
and examined the list with respectful
anxousness, and as he did so he PIT
up his hand before his face which
underwent some peculiar changes OF
expression.
4 think I had better see to some
of these things at once, sir ;" he said.
do" said BARLEY Bradstone,
curly.
viii you wait, sir? Or will YOU
come in again? l sha'n't be more
than half an hour or so. hope
things are ali we'll down at Fh2
Naples, Mr.. Bradstone What q love
Iy place it is to be sure; quite a pal
ace. And Mrs Bradstone sir-I do
trust she is better What a painful,
mysterious affair that murder is sir!
YES, yes" said BARLEY Bradstone.
Yes, Mrs Bradstone is better, and
mans being tried for the murder.
think I'll go down to the bank, while
you sell that stock Why the devil
don't you open the window in this
room? 1t smells like a charnel-
house" and he wiped his burning fore
head
Eyes, yes, it is, SIR said Mt.
Movie; i" it is rather close and he
shufTled to the window and made a
vain attempt to open it.
BARLEY Bradstone put on his hat
and walked out of the room, telling
the cabman to wait while he walked
towards the bank. There he changed
a check.
The cashier, did not, as usual,
scoop out the money with a respect
full smile, but took the check appar-
emily into the managers room. He
came out after a minute or two ami
the check.
1--WE have not had your pass-book
for some weeks, SIR" he said, as he
passed the money over.
BARLEY Bradstone scarcely noticed
him, but went out into the street
again. He turned into a refreshment
bar and got glass of sherry. Haif
an hour perhaps passed, then he
lldu6 Ills way D1Sh " lILhCAAO0 NA0A.@
bers. Just as he was within sight OF
them a gentleman ran up against him,
and was making the usual apology,
when he broke off with:
Halo, Bradstone; is that you?
say, my dear fellow, what deuce OF |
4 mess we're I'M"
What do you mean?'' said Brad
stone.
"Welll Good heavens, man, mean
his Internal bank"
The South indiana said BARLEY
3radstone, quite easily.
The gentleman stared at him.
well. you take it pretty cooily,
3radstone,'' he said. But l suppose
O man with your pile a facer like
his does not matter, though l had an
that you were in it more
Ieeply than any of us. Why, it was
ne of your pet schemes was it not?"
nd he smiled and winked.
BARLEY Bradstone nodded CURLY.
YES, 1 was in it pretty deeply" he
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