Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-09-19

were still burning brightly; some of
them, Indeed. destined to CLEAN and
flicker throughout that long anxious
summers night, and only to pale at
last as the first faint streaks of dawn
struck through the shades on the men
who planned and toiled within. work.
ing feverishfy, with gray. ~unshaven
faces. and weary, ~bloodshot, deep
sunken yes.
Getting out of the elevator at the
fourth floor, Jack hastily made his way
into Henry Carleton's Offices. Once
there, however, although his name was
quickly sent in, he was compelled to
wait for a full half hour in the outer
corridor, until at length a bell rang
sharply and a tired-looking clerk with
a nod of his head toward the inner
office signifed that the audience was
granted. With a curious sense of old
time familiarity, Jack entered the big
squar room which he had visited last,
now upward of three years ago, and
closed the door behind him.
Over by the window Henry Carleton
was seated ut his desk. He was a man
of about fifty. In complexion so dark as
to appear almost swarthy, and with
coal black hair and beard, here and
there just family touched with gray.
He vas tall. much OF Jacks height
and build. yet constructed upon finer
lines, with a sinuous grace Of move-
ment that had about 1t something al
most feline. His face was rather long,
the forehead and cheek-bones high, the
eyes were lac and piercing, and the
lips of the strong, ~well-chisled mouth
noticeably full and red. Altogether an In
tnra-tfnr Pa,a m akt3pr - J1x 81 tIo d.,aY
personality of the man-Henry Carle-
ton the shrewd and able leader in the
business world. and Henry Carleton
the musician and man of letters-the
artist to his f~inger-tips.
AS Jack entered. he glanced up pleas
antly enough. though far back In his
eyes there lurked a hidden CLEAN of
some emotion difficult to fathom.
"Why. hello, Jack" he said. I'm sur
prised to see you. What brings you
here? Sit down" He motioned to-
ward a chair.
Jack Carleton came Onward into he
room,% standing a little awkwardly with
his hand on the back of the proffered
seat. TITS the market, Henry he
said briefly. i've got caught. l have
to raise twenty thousand by the OPEN
ing tomorrow, o. go under. I've just
como from home; I thought I'd find o
there. I'll tell you the truth. I hate
like hell to come 20 you and you know
1t, but I've got to get the money some
how. n IL you can help me, 1 wish to
heaven you would"
Henry Carleton gazed at him medita-
lively. Better sit down." he said curt
ly. and this time Jack accepted the In
vitation. There vas a short silence.
Then Henry Carleton drew a tiny note
boo from his pocket, and looked up,
with pencil poised, Now let's have It,"
he said.
Jack Carleton frowned. 1t was easy
enough to see that the confession of his
sins was little less than torture to him.
We'll" he began, a tri1e deflantly,
tits like his. I've got in a tri1e
deeper than I meant to when l started.
Things looked so like 9 cinch, l couldn't
help 1t. I've fifteen hundred shares of
Suburban Electric. and 700 Akme Min
ing, and 800 Fuel. and a little other
stuff besides. My heaviest accounts
with Turner & Driver; hen I've got
an account with Harris & Wheeler. and
another with Claxton Brothers; alto
gether-"
Piece by piece the whole story came
out. Henry Carleton wrote, figured,
meditated; asked a question here, an
other there; meditated again. Finally
he seemed to maxi up his mind He
spoke with ~deliberation. weighing his
words. mo one can tell" he said,
what the next twenty-four hours are
going to bring. Blu what you ought to
do is clear. You've got to tighten up,
to start with. Close out your
account with Harris, and with the
Claxtons; hang OF to what you ave at
Turner & Drivers, If you can. That's
enough; and that's our problem-how
best to try to carry it through"
(Continued From Saturday,