Dresden enterprise and Sharon tribune. (Dresden, Tenn.) 1907-1997, 1915-07-02

President Darius Brown gradually
permitted broad smile Of satisfac-
ton to overspread his face as he stud
led the record of his first paying
teller He waved the Pinkerton rep
resentative, with the little bundle un-
der his arm, away, while he stared
absently at the opposite wall, then
pressed the annunciator and ordered
the negro porter to send in Mr. Drum.
go to the vault, Travers, and fix
up the camera" he smiled at the
Pinkerton man. 'Im just taking q
minute to reward young man who
has helped get enough securities into
that vault to make 1t worth guard
ing"
The detective glanced keenly at the
young man who answered the sum-
mons, then his lips frightened bit.
He knew the face Of Joseph Drum.
had seen the young man mingling with
rather fast set, had marked his
presence at the Gayety stage door. He
was an old-school detective who be-
lieved the leisure hours Of banking
man might be better employed.
Darius Brown noticed the look, the
appraisement Of the sleuth, and
laughed as he whirled about upon his
teller.
Looking over the books and recol-
leOting the circumstances attendant
on certain deposits" he began pom
derously, II find that you have brought
a good many customers to the Fourth
National, Drum. also am agreeably
reminded that you have shown good
judgement in advising depositors re-
garding certain investments they in.
tended making. You are bit gay,
! know, but have every reason to
believe that you are careful, and l
know you are working for the bank
outside Of hours This is the twenti-
eth century, Drum, and am a twen-
tieth century man. So l am increas-
ing your salary to five thousand dol
lars year"
Joseph Drums jaw dropped in
amazed incredulity,
Don't thank me-" Brown said crisp.
ly Just continue to be careful, Be
as gay as you please so long as
you're careful and it brings us the
right sort Of deposits and doesn't af-
feet the olearness of your brain. And"
he wagsed long forefnger rather
playfully as he gave the warning,
don't wear out the bricks in front Of
the Gayety stage door,"
Il don't think I'll need to make but
one more trip there-now."
President Brown halted, his hand
on the knob as though to answer.
Then he smiled as he understood the
full meaning of Drums cryptic re-
1oinder and Joined the detective, who
had just finished adjusting his appara-
tus In the door of the huge, black
vault.
sit works this way. Mr.. Brown"
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slides into the steel mesh back here,
giving the lens the angle to catch any
body tampering with the combination.
Here are the triggers on each side
of the door, all set, and the flash pow
ders are placed in these little contain
ers. Now, look! Here's the trick"
He knelt a short ways before the
vault door, prying with his knife and
finally drawing from place loose
tile. He smiled with satisfaction at
the exclamation of admiration from
President Brown as he looked into
the aperture and saw the ingen-
ious method in which the trigger,
hidden there, was connected with the
triggers beside the camera.
Carefully the detective replaced the
tile, then drew away His back sud
denly stopped while furtive, evil ex-
preston grew in his eyes as he
slipped stealthily toward the safe.
Without explanation, the bank presi-
dent saw that he was Stimulating a
burglar He watched keenly, uttering