Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-07-13

gave seemed perfectly valid. He said he
wanted the contents available for another
person than himself. without any legal for
malities, in case of his death.
ayes" said John, that was the way we
figured it out
"Then it is all mine, asked Pamela, 4just
because have this half OF a one-dollar bil?"
dyes" said the manager 80 far as the
bank is concerned. And if | may venture
suggestion it IS that you change the means
of identification to something not quite SO
precarious.
"You mean if lost it, that what is in the
box would belong to whoever happened to
pick it up?H
Il don't see" said the manager, show we
could resist such persons claim to it.
So a new identification card was mode out
and Pamela signed it, and the manager awe
her the old card with the other half of her
bill on it.
Then he told her that if she could spare
few moments the president of the bank, Mr..
Ellis, would like to see her. "That box has
been our principal romance he explained;
although more romantic things happen in
bank than people are apt to think. But
think its a relief to his mind to have it on
more regular basis"
Pamela said she would go Of course.
John detained her an instant with nod
toward an open window. The rain had
stopped and the clouds blown away, and the
air, clear as crystal after the shower, was
blowing in with tang almost of spring
freshness in it.
while you are in with Mr.. Ellis, said
John, "I'll telephone for my car"
60 Pamela went in alone. If she had any
- hope of finding some further revelation
there, it died out under the presidents first
words. He knew no more about the mys-
ferrous millionaire who had rented the box
than his manager did He merely wanted
to meet her. he said, and assure her that the
resources of the bank were quite at her ser
vice He hoped she'd open an account there
and make use of them.
He was man with very bland, lelsurely
manner, who rambled along pleasantly
enough, quite undisturbed by the fact that
every minute or two his door opened a little
way and then closed again, as though some
one in a hurry was waiting for him to be dis
engaged.
On the third of these interruptions, how
ever, he turned and called out, you may
come in, Paulding. What is it?
The secretary who answered to the name
stepped inside looking rather apologize.
"I'm sorry to disturb you, Sir" he said.
@But it's Mr. Williams. and he seems to be
in hurry"
aWhat Mr. Williams do you mean?
don't know any Mr.. Williams, do ~
"Of Edmonton, Ohio, prompted the sec
rotary, "Mr. Hiram K. Williams?"
ooh, yes, to be sure said the president.
"Tell him I'll be at liberty in moment.
The pleasant things he went on saying to
Pamela they were his best farewell
formula over her head. She was
thinking fast.
as it too soon to ask favor right now, Mr..
Ellis?" she asked And then, as he began
assuring her that it was not, she went on.
when Mr.. Williams gets through his
business with you, will you tell him that |
am stopping at the Carolina Hotel and that
I'd like to see him? Tell him | am the per-
son whose advertisement he answered two
or three weeks ago about bill.
Yes Ellis would be delighted to do that.
But Pamela hadn't quite finished asking
her favor. "And would you please not tell
him anything more about me than that?
Just that my name is Pamela Harris, and
that | am the person whose advertisement
he answered; but not anything about the
about the money!
"My dear young lady, of course not
said the president.
To be continued next Sunday
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