The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1908-08-23

| tary action. He was preoccupied, dis
turbed, vaguely striving to grasp a
vision that seemed to elude his exact
comprehension.
| What did it all mean? Was it really
possible that he, Philip Arson, or
phaned. beggared, practically a starv-
ing tramp. should have the riches Of
Golconda showered upon him in this
mad fashion? If the small stone he had
shown to the jeweler were worth hun
dreds, then some of those in the paper
were worth thousands while as for the
stone in the back yard of his house
well, imagination boggled at the effort
to appraise it. The thought begot a
sense of caution, of reserve, of we'll
reasoned determination not to reveal
| his secret TO anybody. Perhaps it
would be best not to take Messrs Isaac
stein & Co. wholly into his confidence.
He would simply show them the stone
| he had exhibited to Mr.. Wilson and
/ take the best price they offered. Then,
with the money in his possession, he
could effect a much needed change in
his appearance. visit them again. and
gradually increase his supply of dia-
monds until he had obtained more
money than he could possibly spend
during many years.
Above all else was it necessary that
safer place than Johnson's News Phil
ip had no scruples about appropriating
! it. Lords of the Manor and Crown
| rights he had never heard of.
His mother, watching his every ac-
ton from some Elysian height. had sent
the diamond-loaded messenger as a
| token of her love and care. 1t was
his, and no man should rob him of it,
1t behooved him to be sparing of ex-
plantations and sturdy in defense of his
| property
A good deal depended on the forth
coming interview, and he wished he
could convert a small fraction of the
wealth in his pocket into few honest
! pennies with the kings head on them.
The excitement and exercise had made
! him hungry again. His breakfast was
not of ample proportions, and his meals
of yesterday had been of the Scantiest.
1t would be well to face the diamond
merchants with the easy confidence
that springs from satisfied appetite
Yet, how to manage it? He was sorry
now he had not borrowed a sixpence
from O'Brien. The old soldier would
certainly have lent il to him. He even
thought of returning to the Mile End
Road to secure the loan. but he hap
! pened TO remember that the day was
| Saturday, and il was proba bic that the
Hatton Garden offices would close ear
| ly. 1t was then nearly IL o'clock, and
he could not risk the delay of the long,
| double journey.
| At that instant a savory smell
was waited TO him. He was pass
| ing a small restaurant, where sau-
sages and onions sizzled CRATE
fully in large, tin trays. and pork
chops lay in inviting prodigality amid
lrin htfN
pOrtly and greasy man. with bald head
and side whiskers. was standing at the
door exchanging views as to business
with his next door neighbor. a green
grocer. Philip. bold in the knowledge
of his wealth, resolved to try what he
could achieve on credit.
He walked up TO the pair.
Il have not got any money just
now" he said TO the restaurant keep
er. but if you will let me have some
thing to eat 1 will gladly come back
this afternoon and pay you double
Neither man spoke at first. Philip
was always unconscious of the quaint
discrepancy between his style of
speech and his attire. He used to re-
sent bitterly the establishment exhib-
tied by strangers. but today he was
far removed above these considera-
| lions, and he backed up his request
by a pleasant smile.
The fat man grew apoplectic and
turned his eyes to the sky.
well. I'm" he spluttered.
The greengrocer laughed and Philip
blushed.
DO you refuse?" he said, with his
downright manner and direct stare.
"Wel. of all the cool cheek" The
stout persons feelings were too much
for him. He could find no other words.
1T is a fair Offer persisted the
boy. You don't think 1 mean to
swindle you, surely?"
Well therei l never did"
But the greengrocer interviewed.
You're a sharp lad he guffawed.
Dye want a job?"
No" was the short reply. Il want
something to eat"
Dash my buttons an you'c2
likely sort of kid to get it. too. In you
go. I'll pay the bill. Lord lumme.
it'll do mt goood TO see you
Mr. Judd. are you made, demanded
his neighbor. whose breath had re-
turned to him.
Not a bit of it. The bloomin' kid
can't get through bob's worth if he
bursts himself. Ere, I'll bet you two
bob e pays up"
Done! Walk in, sir. Wot'll you be
pleased to ave. sir?'
Philips Indignation at the restau-
rant keepers sarcasm yielded to his
wish to see him annihilated later in
the day. Moreover. the sausag es real.
~ smelt excellently, and he was now
ravenous. He entered the shop, and
gave his orders with a quiet dignity
that astounded the proprietor ana
hugely delighted the greengrocer, who.
in the intervals of business, kept peep
ing at him through the window.
Philip ate steadily. and the bill
amounted to ninepence, which his ally
paid cheerfully-
The boy held out his hand.
Thank you, Mr.. judd" he said,
frankly. 81 will return without fail.
| will not insult you by offering more
than the amount you have advanced
for me. but some day / may be able
to render you good service in repay
ment."
Then he walked off toward the via
duct steps, and Mr. Judd looked after
him.
Talks like a little gentleman, e
does. If my little Jimmie 'ad lived e
would ha' bin just about his age. Lord
Iumme, j 'ope the lad turns up again,
an not for the sake of the bloomin
ninepence. neither. Tomatoes, mum?
Yes'm. Fresh in this mornin'."
After crossing HOIbOrn Viaduct