The Mount Holly news. [volume] (Mount Holly, Burlington Co., N.J.) 1891-1942, 1915-09-28
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SAVING THE BONDS
BY MONTAGUE oLAss.

ments Of Jimmie Brennan, the office
boy.
AT Fulton Market dock," Il whisr
pered. there's good swimming"
"G'wan. what yer trytn' ter do-idd
me?" Jimmie's subconscfonsnee
jeered. while its owner indnstriously
continued to index the Rtterbook
It'd freeze de insides out'n yeri"
So back 1t few to Mr.. Goodel
Il ask you In all seriousness" It al
most Kissed. shall commercial paper
and investment securities prevail over
golfr
And Mr. Goodel, being OF weaker
stuff than Jimmie, closed his Yolltop
desk with a bang and seized his hat
and cane
I'm going uptown on a very I'M
portant matter" he said
Jimmie looked at him mournfully.
This cutting business an hour before
noon was becoming too frequent of
late.
What viii tell Mr.. LuddingtonT
he asked.
For man of fifty-fve Mr.. Goodel
blushed rather easily The operation.
however, might be termed painting
the lily, for normally this gentleman's
face was of hue to pale the fiamin-
go's wing.
why, tell him I've gone uptown
on very important matter, of course"
he declared.
Jimmie glanced at Mr. Goodel and,
dropping his eyes, anorted eloquently.
Luddington was Goodies brother-in-
law, and the roseate hue Of Goodies
countenance was largely due to his ex-
ample and encouragement Despite
Luddington's convivial habits, how
ever, Jimmie knew that he held a
business engagement sacred; and on
the previous day he had distinctly
heard Goodel make an appointment
with his brother-in-law for the pur-
chase of some bonds. The securities
were to be delivered In person by
Luddington at a quarter TO one
o'clock that afternoon.
How about dem bonds, Mr..
Goodel7" he said
"Oh, yes-about those bonds"
Goodel replied. When Mr.. Ludding-
ton brings them here. put them IN
the small safe"
After a time Luddington entered
"H'lo, Jimmiel" he cried In his
usual jovial fashion. Where's the
bossT
"Now he's gone uptown, Mr.. Lud-
dington," Jimmie replied, ION an i'm
portant matter"
Luddington chuckled impatiently.
that's too bad" he said. Il have
some bonds for him."
81 know Ut" Jimmie answered. He
says fer you to leave EN- wit me"
"Oh. he did, did he?" Luddington
cried testify. why, there are ten Of
them, at a thousand apiece. with the
coupons attached"
Jimmie's face fell as he proffered
Luddington an assurance he didn't
feel.
For the rest of the afternoon Jimmie
sat in front of the safe fruitlessly re-
volving the knob, resting herself at
intervals by reading thrilling dime
novel. At four o'clock he locked up
the Office and wandered disconsolately
downstairs There the sunny autumn
afternoon propelled him to the river
front, and, unconsciously. his footsteps
shaped themselves toward Fulton Mar
ket dock.
He picked his way through the
empty fishbarrels to the string-piece.
where stood Ignatius Ryan. the same
they call Whitney. Ignatius was
CARRIED in scapular and not much
more, and his teeth chartered In
cessantly as the cold wind smote his
/ naked shins.
"Why don't you jump in?" said jim
ME, seating himself ON the edge Of
| the wharf.
Whitney struggled with temporary
ataxia of speech.
Jaw, w-w-w-hy d-d-d-on't y-y-y-er -
Jump in y-y-y-yers-s-s-s-elf?" he barely
managed to enunciate.
By way Of reply Jennie emitted a
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seemed to infuriate the shivering
Whitney. Ignatius made dash for his
tormentor, and a moment later the
two of them were struggling in a
strong food tide.
When Jimmie rose to the surface,
half dozen ropes were within easy
reach. He was speedily hauled back
upon the dock, shrieking lurid threats
/ at Ignatius, whose repartee, revived
by the sudden plunge, grew no less
profane.
/ wait till get yer wanstt" Jimmie
shouted. "T'll lift de face off yer, OATS
| ALL" And there followed a wealth OF
bitter anathema that might have en-.
riched the vocabulary of q truckman.
Jimmie proceeded up the wharf and
along South street, dripping a track
of muddy water behind him. A salt
stream ran down his face from his
hair and mingled with the tears which
came with realization Of his predica-
ment. His cap was lost and his only
suit of clothes was dirty beyond de-
scription.
In the excitement of the past half
hour he had entirely forgotten the
bonds. At the remembrance of them
his hand sought his breast pocket
With shaking fingers he removed the
pin and drew out bundle of papers
whose stained and soggy condition
bore no semblance whatever to the
crisp beauty of MIR. Luddington's
bonds.
All that evening he sat in flannel
nightgown, busily plying rubber
eraser, but without avail, for as fast Of
he removed the spots his falling tears
stained the wrinkled paper anew. His
mother, meanwhile, stood at the wash
tub and renovated his muddy clothing
with q vigor that testified eloquently
to the thoroughness Of his chastise
ment.
There was little sleep for Jimmie
that night, and next morning, as be
trudged, hollow-eyed, to his work
he turned over In his mind every JUST
fication he might proffer Mr.. Goode
for his disobedience. He arrived down
town without having formulated any
excuse. and a quarter Of an hour late
to boot So preoccupied was he. al
he mounted the steps, that he failed
to observe two policemen who blocked
the doorway. and plunged blindly int
them.
Where are you bound forY" one o
them asked
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