Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1910-03-16
Her Snowfall
By NOBLE K. vETHEREIL
Copyright. 1910. by American Press
Association

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Eleanor Barlow was one of the many
young women who hammer on type
writer keys all day. go to bed as soon
rs they get home. arise In the morning
and begin hammering at the keys
again. The only hope she had for any
thing better was In saving from the
meager salary received, accommodating
4 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 it 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 aru-
Gle of clothing. and so it was long
while before she had got together even
a 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 IS 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
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 1t 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
nice looking young man. and always
when she made a 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 In here and buy few
shares Of some kind Of stock. Choose
only what is regarded as sound. pay
for It out and out and put 1t away"
He gave her list of shares he con-
sidered good and the address Of q bro
ker. The result Of this advice was
that she put all the money she had in
the stock Of a 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.
30 when the broker offered her his
check she asked for currency instead.
He sent out the check. got it cashed
and paid her forty-five hundred-dollar
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 -th
National, around the corner.
The clock in the savings bank stood
at five minutes to when Eleanor
started for the -th National bank and
at two minutes Of 3 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 8 o'clockY
she asked.
Eyes, but Pm too busy to attend to it
today"
Heavens! What can I do with IT?
shall be robbedv
Every well. I'll take 1t, but haven't
time to make deposit ticket for you
or give you bank book. Come to-
morrow"
He took the money. and Eleanor saw
him put it in a safe. Then the next
depositor took his place and the next.
When the window was closed it was 8
o'clock.
The next morning Eleanor heard
people talking about the failure Of a
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 crowd Of melancholy
people standing about. Oh, the misery
Of that moment! Hot tears were start
ing from her eyes when she felt a tap
on her shoulder. Turning. there stood