Bisbee daily review., 1911-12-17

HE CLOCK ln tue AAASe ohiSN " of sampson & Co, Import ers," struck 5. It was the
 time when the erect and dig
 nified senior member of the firm, prompt to the minute. always slipped the cable of the business day. A click of a stick on the floor, stih nod of the head 10 the bookkeeper, and Piympton Sampson passed into the street.
 The white head Of the old book keeper hung intently over the ledger; the trial balance would not prove With a clatter his pencil fell to the floor. As he straightened himself from the hunt for the fleeing pencil he heard slight sound from the inner office. Behind him hung small mirror. As he turned to his high desk he saw in the glass the reflection of a man. The man in the mirror care fully opened a safe. From the safe the man removed a package, and, placing this is a black valise, carefully shut the iron door
 If Nathaniel Harris, the bookkeeper noticed that Frank Stanley. the junior member of the firm, had taken pack age from the safe he at that time attached no significance to the occur renee.
 Nathaniel had always watched over Frank with the eye of a loving mon itor. He had shown the bright faced boy of If the difference between the pr" and "Cr." side Of the ledger. As step by step the young clerk rose, Nathaniel was ever a helping frieLd. If he believed that Stanley spent money freely, he consoied himself with the thought that it was honestly earned. He, a childless widower. was proud of his young friend. proud of his beautiful wife, and woTshiPed his little daughter
 With a quick sten. cheerfully swing ing his valise, Frank Stanley entered the outer office.
 Now. my dear old friend" said he laying Q firm hand on the bookkeep CTS shoulder. how many times must l tell you that Sampson & Co.' em pioy you between the hours of 9 and only. You are getting along in years Mir. Harris. and il is your duty tc close your books and go to your be loved fiddle"
 You are very kind, Mir. Frank said Nathaniel, "and l appreciate all your courtesy, but when my balance is even a little out the fiddle loses its charm until l find the error"
 And that fiddle reminds me- said the young partner, that my wife ard your dearest friend, Gertrude, wisl you to spend the evening with us next Friday. Gertie can say Harris now and is proud of the achieve nent. She puckers her rosebud of a mouth ana works her lips, then with 8 shout ou tumbles -Tharris.' So Mir. Tharris. yol are not to forget Friday evening a ( o'clock.
 Buttoning his becoming oyercoa and whistling a bar from the lates concert hall melody, the cheery young man passed through the door.
 How fine looking he is," muse' Nathaniel, and how Fortune ha showered pleasant things upon him His wife IS a beautiful woman ana Gertrude is a fair haired little god dess. But am forgetting the musica in Tenth street: l mnst hasten hom' to supper" t'
 That night Nathaniel did not sleel soundly; he was troubled by a figur' in a glass who softly took a packag' from a safe and placed it in a biaci yaHse. Foolish old man." he nut tered, waking from his disturbed sIunber for the twentieth time "Nh' has a better right 10 take package from the safe than Frank Stanley?
 Friday night cane, and with stan ley carrying inc violin case, the old