The Ely miner. [volume] (Ely, Minn.) 1895-1986, 1907-03-22

at the Grand hotel until further no
tice." Thus spoke Col Jack Cheney
to his friend and associate, Sidney
Guthrie, one bright, warm morning in
June
What is it. colonel? A business
trip or just desire to have look al
old Broadway"
Both, Sid, both. Chicago is little
dead now. I've put in a pretty hard
winter and spring, and now l think
I'll take a rest for a few days. OF
course I'll look in the Office several
times while I'm there
"All right, Jack. Well try to get
along without you for awhile. Have
good time and come back when
you're rested"
Jeff, the ebon-hued faithful servtor,
was told to get the colonels bag
ready. Sometimes when away on
trips Col. Cheney took jeff along as
his personal attendant. Jeff hoped he
would do so this time, but the colonel
said:
NO, Jeff, not this trip. Next time
maybe. I'm just going to loaf for
awhile in New York and vicinity, and
l want to get away from every one
"Ah'm drefful sorry to see you go,
kunnel, but Ah'n try an survive"
oh, l guess you'll get along all
right. Mr.. Guthrie will probably keep
you busy"
Oats jess it, kunnel. Mistah Guth-
rie do keep me pow'ful busy; mon you
do"
We'll, jeff, I've noticed you're get
ting a trifie fat and little extra work
won't hurt you. Get out, you rascal"
Vas. sah Huh. huh" chuckled
JEFF, as he went out. jeff once said
He always noticed Kunnel Cheney
only abuse dose he loved. Wen he
was pow'ful perlite ter anyone hit
meant dar was gwine to be se'yus
truble."
The Lake Shore Limited that even
ing carried Cheney eastward, and he
gave himself up to complete relaxa-
ton. He was tired. brain tagged, and
wanted little surcease. He buried
himself in light novel and just laid
off. At six the next night he landed
in New York. At the Grand hotel he
met several chance acquaintances.
After supper he wandered up to the
Casino. Some light fantastic musical
comedy was playing there, and Che
ney really enjoyed it. Between the
acts he strolled out in the foyer and
was enjoying a quiet smoke when he
heard voice say:
by Jove, it can't be. No-yes it
is. Hello, Col Cheney, how are you?"
The colonel turned, and there stood
Mr.. Darius P. King, president of one
of the great life insurance companies.
Cheney knew him well, had done a
great deal of delicate and intricate
work for his company, and Mr.. King
had profound liking for Cheney as
detective and as soldier, but above
all as a man. They saw each other
frequently when either came to Chi
was a wealthy unencumbered wild
over, Cheney was more than glad to
see him A cordial handshake and
he said:
why. am glad to see you, King
more than glad"
What brings you east this time?"
Nothing, King. absolutely nothing"
Nothing! Well, by Jove, this is
the first time I've ever known you to
be doing nothing
well, you see, | got little tired
out, wanted to get away, and here
am for few days rest"
New York's a good place to rest"
The commencement of the second
act interrupted the conversation, but
after the theater the two men went to
restaurant, had quiet little sup
per and heart to heart talk. 1t was
1870 when they parted, and Cheney
was to lunch with King at 1890 the
next day. Come down earlier than
$780," said King, land stay as late
as you like. My Office is a good place
to loaf"
I've never seen any loafing there
laughed Cheney, remembering that
King was called 1.-The stiletto," on ac-
count of his incisive manner and &C
tons. Good night, old man."
Good night, colonel"
About noon the next day Cheney
strolled into the stately marble pile
on lower Broadway, known as the
home Office of Kings life insurance
company. 1t was like getting up to
royalty to reach the head of one of
these great financial institutions, but
Col Cheney's card was an open
sesame, and in a few minutes he was
comfortably fixed in Kings palatial
Office. Mr.. King was seated behind
his desk, on which were papers,
checks and what not. All about was
a seeming confusion, but tho president
knew every paper every item.
Anything new, King?" asked Che
ney, lighting a fragrant cigar.
NO." answered King, holding a
package of papers and check in bis
hand He looked intently at the pa
pers studied a minute, then raising
his eyes, he said:
Cheney, here's a peculiar case.