The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1915-04-01
TWIST OF THE MIND
~ FRANK FILsoN.

~. bag in his hand Inside the pas
aiztt thousand dollars in ollis
,-n. to,I would not be discovered uu
,u bsItnasr one. FOR certain reasons
which Lfttledeld knew intimately anu
NV that time LittleheId "ould Dc Oh
his way sOuth.
II. had made all his calculations
and had no regrets. lie hau s4a'eu
for the Eighth National for seven
wears and he was now drawing
tagysrIy fifteen hundred. with no pros
meet OF raise Johnson. the manager
aid not Ike him. Sleigh, the paying
teller had been with the bank since
boybood. he WAS an old stickin-the'
mud and would die in harness there.
. 1,hs road 20 promotion WAS blocked,
and. II IL were not, there was no
chance for Littleheld, with Johnson's
enmity.
/ IHtIefeld had studied the man and
wondered why he hated him so. he
/ could not even speak civilly to him.
/ IittIeaeld had been expecting his dis
/ missal since the first OF the year; how
| ever, he had stuck It out for Lucy's
sake But when Lucy Merritt went
/ back on him
! IL was foolish quarrel but she had
[ given him back his ring and told him
/ she never wanted to see him again.
/ He could not even remember what
| they had quarreled about At first
! Lttlefeld had been overwhelmed; but
I "A. l. 10 arfn f
the grudge fate seemed to have against
him.
And once he had begun to believe
himself a victim OF destiny, he lost
all moral sense. He was alone in the
world, and now that he had lost Lucy
he meant to make amends to himself
at the banks expense.
He had reached the door when the
| porter came up to him.
Mr. Johnson wants to see you. Mr.,
Littleheld,' he said
There was q significant look upon
the man face. Littleheld had wild
| impug bolt for the door Instead
OF that he stood looking speechlessly
at Jacks Jacks face grew sterner.
''At once, sir he said, he continued.
Johnson looked up. Well, Mr. Lit
tlefeld you don't look very happy" he
said. You seem to go about your
work with perpetual glower-at
least when | meet you"
Was he playing with him? Or wal
this the preliminary to his discharge
Littlefield's hopes grew
Put your bag ON the table, Mr., Lit
tlefield" continued Johnson. "Yol
look as though you were afraid ! wal
going to open it, Come. set It dowr
beside me--never mind these papers.
Littletield flung the bag down de
family and stood facing his tormentor
Johnson arose slowly. and suddenly
clapped his hand hard on the other
shoulder,
We've been looking over your rec
ord since you came here, Mr.. Little
held" said Johnson. and 1t makes
very creditable showing Mr.. Sleigh
you know, is leaving to accept tn
cashiers position with Brown 4 Sea
gull, We are going to promote you L
his place at the selary which Away
goes with 1.-TWO thousand to star
and an annual increase OF hundre
up to twenty-five hundred
Littlelield still stared at him; he ha
not yet understood
80 you see" continued johnson
. I'VE have not failed to recognize tn
. zeal that you have shown in our II
terests l may tell you in confidenc
=, that there was much difficulty in d.
. Gliding between YOU and another men
: Der Of our force. and that you wer
selected on my insistence for the rel
. son that have given you"
Littleheld understood at last an
a he swung round impulsively an
looked into Johnson's face
II have thought sometimes that yo
;, had taken u dislike to me. continue
the manager
mo. sir; no." burted out Littlefel
:, Il must have given a false impre
sion /"
Il am indeed glad to hear it," a
b.. swered Johnson, wringing the otht
= mans hand warmly And now perm
"A me 10 oHer you my best and stnCerei
n congratulations
= ldttleteld found himself outside Ii
, once again He walked idly towAy
!. the door He did not quite know wheI
"A he was going He was recalled to hin
"A self by Jacks, who thrust letter in,
his hand
NJ Just come, sir" said Jacks. sml
n ing. Littleneld looked hard at n
"A porter. Why, he vas the acme
n. frlendljnesS What had been the ma
ter with him. Had he, IIttledeld. bee
n, seeing everything through the MIR,
M Of his morbid andsperverted mind
y He ters open the envelope Wit
n trembling fingers The letter was fro
Lucy
IN My dearest" It ran. forgive me
A thousand times for my unkiuduess
~ you. | was 80 hurt BY what you sal,
!. here IAttlsfeld remembered u
!, cause OF their duarTel-"but see no
how wrDnE I Waa yshAn ,.o,, h,-.