El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1910-09-01
TheMan In the WritingRoom
CBy Charles Hederick.)

DoBERT BRETIGNY was walking
! "a quickly toward the Ibis club. He
was, as usual, in the very best OF
| humor. He had just had lunch with two
| of his very best friends and he knew
that in his pocket he had a letter from
| the best and sweetest girl in all the
world. If he could get a moment to
| himself, he would read it over again
at the club. though to tell the truth he
had already read it five times.
Hello, Robert" cried a gentleman
he met near the club. how is the
girl?"
Fine" replied Robert, and blushed
a little.
She is not very popular in the club.
1 can tell you. though. You were not
there last night, and We feel sore when
you let girl come between you and
Ibis
1T will be all right. when I am mar
RED" Robert answered
VIII il? Are you quite sure?
have heard the same thing before, but
you don't know life. But L must hur-
ry on ! am not fortunate as you,
who have no business to bother about"
group of men. greeted Robert as
he entered the smoking room at the
club
How are you Robert? What will
Just wait q moment; l have got TO
look st the ticker" he replied.
He went into the next room and let
the tape run through his fingers care
lessly. Suddenly he saw q figure that
startled him:
"Amalgamated rubber Is 81
He stared at the figures for some
moments before their meaning wac
quite clear to him. He was ruined
hnnoIaSS1v n ho-
fore he had gone to his old school
mates Charities office and asked him
to give him a good tip on the Bourse,
as he was about to marry and would
like to add q little to his fortune.
Put all the cash you can get together
in Anal gamated Rubber; it is quoted
at 50 now, but it is bound tc go up to
70"
He had taken Chartres' advice and
bought rubber shares for all the money
he had, and even borrowed a few thou
sands. And now he was entirely clean
ed out. But there was Yvonne. He
couldn't think of asking her TO marry
him now, accustomed as she was TO
every luxury. There was nothing to
do but release her from her promise
For a moment he felt bitter against !
Chartres. but his sense of justice told
him he had only himself to blame. He |
squared his shoulders and went back !
into the smoking room.
Well, Robert, have you made for |
tuner"
Lost every sou. 1 am dead broke
Robert replied in his usual cheerful /
voice Il will show them at least that I
I can bear my loss like man." he
thought.
Everybody laughed, and while Robert |
Bretigny slipped his vermouth and lis
fapad n tho chatter Of his friaTdS he /
thought of what he was going TO do
He came to the conclusion that as he !
had never learned to earn a living the |
best thing would be to blow his brains
out But where? He thought Of his |
own apartment but that would be too
great a shock to his old housekeeper,
Nine. Goutrand, who was very fond of
him, and had known him since a boy
Then he thought of his country place,
but Yvonne lived close by. Suddenly
ne remembered the little writing room
next to the one he was now sitting in
1t was very seldom used and when he
closed the door the report OF his small IL
revolver would not be noticed
He left the club and returned half an
hour later with his revolver in his coat
pocket The smoking room was nearly
empty, only two elderly gentlemen
were doing in their armchairs near
he windows. He went into the little
writing room and closed the door. AS
lie turned to one of the desks to write q
few lines to Yvonne, he was surprised