Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1910-03-17
Her Snowfall
BY MOLLlE X. WETElERELL
Copyright. 1910. by American Press
Association.

Eleanor Barlow was one of the many
young women who hammer on type
writer keys all day. so to bed as soon
as they get home, arise in the morning
and begin hammering at the keys
again. The only hope she had for any
thing better was I'm saving from the
meager salary received, accommodating
pecuniary SNOWFALL and letting it
roll and roll till it was great mass.
But the snow was very thin and dry
and cold and wouldn't pack. Again
and again she thought she had her ball
started. but 1t fell to pieces. She cal
culated ahead so far as she was able
In the matter of necessities, but just
when she expected to put something
stable into her savings bank her
shoes would give out or she would
need a winter coat or some other arti-
Gle of clothing. and so 1t was long
while before she had got together even
hundred dollars.
Then her SNOWFALL began to pack.
and at the end of another year by dint
of the severest parsimony she had
doubled her capital. But just as she
was feeling elated that she would be
In receipt OF So year which she
would not have to work for she was
taken i'll. and nearly $50 Of her saw
ings were paid out for doctors fees
and medicines
AS soon as the plucky girl was well
she began again. and in another six
months her SNOWFALL had recovered
what it had lost. From that time
forward she did better. She not only
received an increase of salary, but her
funds were paying interest. There
were backsets, of course. but when
the semiannual figuring Of interest
came round and she looked at her to-
tai it was always increased till at
length she had got together thousand
dollars.
The receiving teller Of the savings
bank where she kept her funds was n
nice looking young man, and always
when she made n deposit he smiled at
her and had something pleasant TO
say.
One day there came a commercial
panic. Prices went down, down, down,
till securities could be bought in many
cases for half their intrinsic value.
One day when Eleanor went TO the
bank TO make deposit her teller
friend said to her;
There is an opportunity just now
for you TO make some money. Take
what YOU have i'm here and buy a few
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only what is regarded as sound, pay
for it ont and out and put it away"
He gave her n list Of shares he con-
sidered good and the address OF a bro
ker. The result of this advice was
that she put all the money she had in
the stock of Il corporation which could
be bought so far below par that she
held what represented four times
what she had paid.
Several years passed. The panic
was over. and securities has reas-
sumed their normal value. One day
Eleanor concluded to sell the shares
she had bought during the panic and
put the money back in the savings
bank. She knew nothing Of banking.
so when the broker offered her his
check she asked for currency instead.
He sent out the check. got it cashed
and paid her forty-fve hundred-dolar
bills.
She went to the savings bank flushed
with the thought Of meeting her teller
friend. but on reaching it saw another
face at the window. She was told that |
the former teller had gone to the til
National, around the corner.
The clock in the savings bank stood |
at five minutes to 3 when Eleanor
started for the TIL National bank and |
at two minutes Of when she reached
the receiving teller's window. On see
ing Eleanor his face lighted with a
smile. but when she laid down her |
treasure his expression changed
you're too late TO deposit that to- |
day." he said.
isn't the closing hour 3 o'clock?"
she asked.
Eyes. but - too ''~-' - attend to it
today"
"Heaver ith it?
/ shall be
"Very vent |
time TO 4. you |
or give Y e to- |
morrow"
He took t.! H, NOR saw |
him put It ~ SAFE ipl the next !
depositor took his place and the next. |
When the window was closed it was 3
O'clock.
The next morning Eleanor heard
people talking about the failure Of
bank. Her cheeks blanched when she
learned it was the institution where
she had put her SNOWFALL. She hur
ried TO the place. found the doors
closed and a crowd Of melancholy
people standing about. oh, the misery
Of that moment! Hot tears were start
ing from her eyes when she felt tap
on her shoulder. Turning there stood
her teller friend Putting his finger
to his lips and walking away, he gave
her n look that told her to follow him.