The Clarksburg telegram. [volume] (Clarksburg, W. Va.) 1874-1926, 1911-05-25


And so It was with Lee Randall,
alias Jimmy Valentine, that Bobby
Lane. the bankers little son. was fond
OF romping away his Bobby's) idss
hours and with whom he frequently
enacted the role Of an austere, uncon.
promising banker.
Very much the same Jimmy valen.
tine in appearance and manner, Mr..
Randall had scored signal success
as assistant cashier, and neither Mr..
Lane nor any other official or director
had found in the three years occasion
for the slightest adverse criticism OF
the new emf loyee. In fact, he was
deemed to be most valuable acuuisi-
ton to the executive stan Of the bank
and had evidenced unusual capacity as
detector of counterfeit notes and Of
forged signatures on negotiable instru-
ments. Yes, the assistant cashier was
man with future of promise in
store for him, and the Fourth National
of Springfield had but a month before
offered him the position, of cashier.
with a thousand dollars a year in
crease over his present salary. No.
one official of the Fourth National could
give satisfactory reason for his re-
fusal Of the offer. Very remarkable
young man, very" was the comment
of the president Of the Fourth National
when notified of the episode.
"Hurrah! Nobody in the officer ex-
claimed Bobby to his sister Kitty. who
followed him into the room.
The children. prime favorites with
the assistant cashier. were accustomed
to do very much as they pleased with
him or with his office at this late hour
in the day. when business with the
public had practically concluded. AL
most the only remaining thing for him
to do was to attend to certain routine
matters connected with the closing of
the banks business for the day.
Come on; let US play something"
challenged the sprightly Kitty, who,
IN her short skirted white linen dress
and with her delicate features, much
like those of her sister Rose. appear.
ed more like a Christmas doll than a
future Inheritor of fortune and of an
imposing. dictatorial social position.
at Bobby's suggestion the children
decided to play ut being a banker"
and after n lengthy, spirited dispute
Bobby unprecedented the role of Mr.
Randall. while Kitty was forced to be
content with the character of '1udy
borrower"
Bobby perched himself on the as
sistant cashiers chair and assumed as
stern an expression as his childish
features and mischievous rowing eyes
would permit.
Now, understand you wish a
loan," began Bobby.
81 don't. either" retorted Kitty, sit
ting herself on a chair in front of the
desk.
"oh. come on and play. When say
I understand you wish loan.' you
say, Yes"
But you won't give me any money"
"1f your security is good enough /
will. Now" imperiouslys ~ under
stand you wish loan"
How much can getT
NO. no! You say lot Mt first;
that's business. Now, how much?"
Fifty thousand dollars"
"Thats fine" He paused, iudiciorsly
pickering his brows. That's consid.
cradle money"
That's the most could think off,
decisively.
Don't talk that way" instructed
Bobby. ''You would be put out for
making breaks like that. Just don't
say anything when they find fault.
Now. that's considerable money, but
of course you have securlty?' he
paused well. say Yes"
Eyes"
"wen, I thought so-what"
"What?"
"What have you got in the way of
security?" he asked
"a farm"
"How large a farm?'
'Ten million acres"
"well. that's good. Now. what
grows on this farm?"
She hesitated then said: "Fruit-
peaches and apples"
That's good. What else?" he pro-
nounced.
"Pears."
"Any bananas?" Kitty shook her
head. very sorry" the lad went on
''but we have all the fruit you have
in our own back yard The only fruit
farm could loan money on would be
n banana farm. No No bananas,
no loan. Good day"
"But you didn't tell me to say bana-
mas" insisted the girl.
"Tell you. A banker don't tell you
anything you ought TO know"