Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1908-07-15


made a gesture toward the instrument
which was On the leaf of his desk.
Bailey sat down and after exchanging
the customary salutation covered the
tranSmitter with his hand.
"1t's Hartzell,' said he in low voice.
care you here?'
TIL bet l am" responded Farms
worth and changed places with Bailey.
Hello. Hartzell! How about it,"
He listened for some seconds, and
his face revealed that the communion
ton was important and surprising.
"Iou sent the check? When? Mon
day? You must be dreaming. For how
much? The full amount? Great Peter!
Well, it hasn't shown up. If you really
mailed it, it's lost. Stop it at your
bank, and for the love of Moses send
me another right away. Send it by a
boy. Hold on Il minute I'll have
Bailey go right down to your place."
Farnsworth hung up the receiver
and turned to Bailey.
You know Hartzell,'' said he. "He's
slippery proposition, but he can't fool
you. He says he sent me check for
$4,000 Monday, and here it is Friday!
If this is fairy story. what's it about
l don't see through it. He can't GET
out of paying the money. You know
what it's for It's my share of that
rakeoff on the Gorham transaction
'Never heard of it," said Bailey.
swell, you hear Of it now" respond
ed Farnsworth. land need the money.
You come back with his check, certi-
fed. Understand?
"Sure" said Bailey and departed.
Farnsworth opened the door of an adj
joining room and called to his stenog-
rapher, a pretty girl, blue eyed and
fair haired, with the look of thorough
bred, altogether a very superior crea-
ture. AS for Farnsworth, he was a
crude product to begin with, and his
individual life had not improved the
stuff Of which he was made. The CON
trast affected him unpleasantly in Miss
Clarendon's presence.
"Well, Gertie," said he, did you
hear from Bob this morning?'
She made scarcely perceptible ges-
ture Of negation.
Il hope you never WILL" said Farms
worth. THAT boy is strictly no good.'
Miss Clarendon made no reply.
The young man referred to as Bob
was FarnsWorth's nephew and no ia
vorite of bis. Bob had been in the
west and had not succeeded there.
Eventually he had drifted back to Bos-
ton and had been employed for some
months by Farnsworth when they had
parted. with no good Will
Undoubtedly an element of Farms
worth's dislike Of his nephew was the
young mans obvious interest in Miss
Clarendon. yet the disfavor rested
upon other grounds. as Bob had been
plainly Informed.
IF you We're the right Sort" Farms
worth had said to him, 81 wouldn't
stand in your way. I'd help you and
be mighty glad to have Gertie in the
family. But you're not good enough.
You're loafer. You're too nice to
work. and I've got no use for you.'
'I'm too nice to do the kind of work
that's done in this Office Bob had re-
piled, and the remark slew what was
left of amity between them
Farnsworth knew that his nephew
had gone to Pittsield. and that was
all.
Dictation was in progress when there
came quick, light rap at the door,
and Bailey Harrow entered. his visage
puckered with perplexity as Farms
worth had never before seen it.
"Hartzelps outside" he said. Hes
got that check. It's been through the
bank"
"YOu mean to say it was cashed?'
eyes, sir, it was" said Bailey. 1T
was cashed at the Corn and was set
tied through the clearing house by
HartZelPs bank"
How was it drawn-to my order?"
yes. sir, and it's got your name on
the back Of it,
Forgery"
Sure said Bailey.