The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1911-12-03
HE hNELT ar THE BERSElE

his side, After dinner, for the bundredth
time, he must tell the story of the 'Ffrog who
would a-wooing go to the dancing eyed little
girl. Then the fragrant cigar, while Gertlc
was being put TO bed When the mother
down again Nathaniel must 90 to say
good night' to his sleepy playmate. Into
the dim little room, through the dainty blue
and white door hangings, Nathaniel tiptoed
softly. He knelt at the bedside, while
slumber heavy voice said, 81 Dear Tharris-
papa calls you that and so can dear Thar
ris, your Gertic loves YOU nuchly; when she
gets very big you viii be her prince and wear
long, red coat Kiss me, dear Tharris; /
am most awful sleepy And then the duet
from Mozart and the pleasant chat Of books
As Nathaniel passed into the street he
thanked heaven for these kind friends.
Tho timc of the last obstinate trial balance
had almost faded IN Nathaniel g mind. He
was mounted on his high stool and did not
notice the entrance OF the senior member of
the firm.
''Harris,' he heard. ttwill you be so kind
to follow me into the private Office AS
Nathaniel entered the office he saw look Of
on Mr., Sampson desk, and somehow this
manila covered parcel seemed familiar to
Nathaniel.
Harris, viii you take a scat7'' said Mr.
Sampson. ''Now,' he continued, E'Harris,
before | speak of this important matter
desire to say that the firm has every conf
dence in you the many years of service you
have given this house has entitled you to our
respect
Nathaniel had never felt al ease with the
h,.I as @o s., H..
had now a dread Of the mystery which seemed
to hang in the air.
Mr., Sampson, gazing at the package, con
tinucd Several months ago, Harris, you
will remember that this package was placed
in the safe. You will also rccollect the entry
then made on your books--a ledger eptry,
placing $4,000 to the credit Of my stool k
account. These were negotiable securities
and were placed in the private compartment
Of the safe, ! clearly recall that they were
delivered to me personally by tho messenger
of Pond & Co who bought the bonds,
counted them in tho manila cover. To
day 1 opened the package and fnd-look for
yourself, Harris
mechanically Nathaniel fingered the pack
age; nothing but copy Of old daily pa.
per. On the cover, in the stiff handwriting
OF Mr.. sampson, were Inc WoTuS, Zen One
Thousand Dollar Denver City School Bonds
II seemed TO the bookkecper that he could
not speak; Stanleys face became as pale as if
carved in chalk. At last Nathaniel managed
to ask:
"You do not suspect any one in the Of
6cc, Mr.. Sampsonl'
81 cannot say that I suspect any one,' said
Mr., Sampson: ''but Of course you should
know about this matter. The firm, Mr. Har-
ris will make rigid, r very rigid investiga-
ton; we shall employ the best detective tai
ent and We know that we can count on your
aid -
Nathaniel returned to his desk, but he could
not see the clear entries his books a dim
picture doatcd between his eyes and the page.
A figure in q looking glass was taking pack
age from safo and placing it in a black va
lisc; another leeting lantern slide of memory
showed little girl in dainty bed, faint
perfume seemed part Of the dissolviug view,
and be heard, ''Dcar Tharrs, [ love YOU
muchly.' The old walked from his
dream, and the ledger page had two three
drops Of water upon its surface.
On the following morning. clear eyed,
slender Of middle ago stood before Ma
tbanie S window, through which be daily
transacted business for his employers, lie did