Gunnison news-champion., 1911-08-25
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san TsrnsF No onioken iced for
me- he would SAP ~hsn they sere sss
before h5m I'm noi "a tse aerIoss
tssEal d.partmans bat then. Turner
~ss a Te<an. al Dad friena ef the
bAns president. ans had known Dor
sey since hs Nss . baby
While the exaE1-l 10 sas counting
ths cash. Ma Thomas d kinSman-
known 10 every one ~ Major Tom
the president OF the f'rist National.
drove sp TO the side door with his
old dun horse and bssSy. and came
inside. HE sax the examiner busy
With the money. and. going into the
pony corral as he called ~ N
which ms desk Vas rsiled oR. hs BE-
san TO look over his letters
Earlier. . little incident had oc-
curred thai even the sharp eyes Of the
examiner had failed TO notice When
he had begun his work Of the cash
counter. Mr EdliBger had winked sis
nificantly st Roy Wilson. the youthful
bank messenger and nodded his head
slightly toward the front door Ros
understood. took his hat and walked
leisarely cut. with his collectors book
under his arm once outside. he made
a bee line for the stockmens Nation.
al That bank was also getting ready
10 open. No customers had. as yet.
presented themselves
say. yoa people" cried Roy, with
hA fau
aaaintance. you want TO get a move
on you. There's a new bank ex-
sminer over at the First and he's q
stem -winder He's counting nickels
on Perry. and he's got the whole out
M bluffed. Mr. Edlinger gave me the
tip to let you know"
Mr.. Buckley. president of the stock
mems National stout. elderly man.
looking like a farmer dressed for sun
day-heard Roy from his private ONCE
In the rear and called him.
Has Major kingman come down TO
the bank YETI" he asked the boy.
Yes. sir. he was just driving up as
] left" said Roy
i want you TO take him a note Put
II into his own hands as soon as you
set back"
Mr.. Buckley sat down and began
to write.
Roy returned and handed to Major
kingmsn the envelope containing the
note. The major read 1t. folded Il,
and slipped II into his vest pocket
He leaned back In his chair for q few
moments as If he were meditstins
deeply. and then rose and went into
the vault He came out with the
bulky, old-fsshioned leather note case
stamped on the back In gilt letters.
Bills discounted. In this were the
notes due the bank with their attach
cd securities, and the major. in his
rough way dumped the lot upon his
desk and began to sort them over.
BY this time Nettlewick had finish
ed his count of the cash. His pepctl
nuttered Hike a swallow over the sheet
of paper on which he had set his M
ures He opened his black wallet
which seemed to be also a kipa of
secret memorandum book made a fe~
rapid hgures In it, wheeled and trapa.
hxed Dorsey with the glare of HI,
spectscles. That look seemed to ssv:
You're safe this time, but"
Cash all correct" snapped the ex
aminer. He made a dash for the in.
dividual bookkeeper. and. for q few
minutes there was Q hutterins of lad
ger leaves and sailing oJ balance
sheets through the cir.
How often do you balance yosr
passbooksP he demanded. suddenly.
"Er-once a MONTH" faItered the
individual bookkeeper, wondering how
many years they would give him
"All right" said the examiner. turn.
ing and charging upon the general
bookkeeper. who had the statements
of his foreign banks and their reeo,
element memoranda ready. Ever,
thing there was found to be all riss.
Then the stub book of the certificate,
of deposit. Futter- -futter-zi-zin
check! All right List or ,ver
drafts. please. Thanks. Hmm. Tn.
signed bills of the bank, NEXT An
right
Then came the cashiers turn. and
easy going Mr.. Edlinser rubbed hrs
nose and polished his glasses nervous
ly under the quick FIRE of questions
concerning the circulation, undivided
profits. bank real estate. and stock
ownership.
Presently Nettlewick was aware os
big man towering above him AT his
elbow-a man of sixty years of age
rugged and hale. with a rough. griz
zled beard. a mass of gray hair. and
pair of penetrating blue eyes that
confronted the formidable glasses al
the examiner without a flicker.
Er-Major Kingrnan, our president
-er-Mr. Nettlewick.- said the cash
Ter
Two men of very different tvpes
shook hands. One was a finished
product of the world of straight lines
conventional met hods and formal af
fairs. The other was something s.-x-
wider and nearer to nature Tom
kingman had not been cut TO any nat
tern He had been mule-driver COW.
boy. ranger. soldier. sheriff. prospee.o-
and cattleman- Now, when he uas
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