The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1915-10-21
THE STORY OF
A BANK
And q Woman Who Loved and a
Man Who Understood.
By EDITH M. DOANE-

When all the legal formalities
were ended and the fortune that
had been Robert Ma1welrs was
finally handed over to bis beloved
daughter Elizabeth" that young
lady regarded her new found re-
sponsibilities in dismay and prompt
ly proceeded to shift them % other
and broader shoulders. James Cor
don had been her fathers secretary
and hi. shoulders we're presumably
better fitted for the burden.
"But you cannot hand me over
your fortune to carry, as if it were
4 book or a parcel" said Gordon
dstractedly, though inexpressibly
cheered by this profession of conf
dence. "You do not understand
ooh, yes, ! do" returned Miss
Maxwell serenefy. 81 understand
perfectly. I shall appoint yod"-
Chairman Of the finance COM
mittee," suggested Gordon.
eyes, said Miss Maxwell. 81
will be the committee"
"Well, / shall do my best" said
Gordon, laughing. "But the com
mittee will please remember that it
has certain active duties"
81 don't see why it should have
any," she retorted. practically
you have already managed the es,
tate for the past five years. You
were invaluable to father"
perhaps / was" Gordon return.
ed, though 1 don't remember il
and he never mentioned it. How
ever, / appreciate your confidence
and will serve you faithfully"
So Gordon fitted up an office il
a downtown s~kyscraper, where h'
sat at a table strewn with papers
and pink tapped legal looking docu
ments, figuring and writing lat
into the nights, and Miss Maxwell
annexed a meek, elderly relative a
chaperon and turned her attention
to other difficulties.
Her first, chiefest and most i'm
mediate difficulty was her cousin
Tom Cornish.
at isn't that do not like you,
she painstakingly explained for tn
hundredth time. "You know | dc
As a sister, now, p
ooh, drop it'll" retorted Tom in
elegantly.
aAnd anyhow 1 shall neVe
marry"
$50 it's all up?"y .ss,. WIS.,.
sI think I have been telling 20
that for the past five minutes" sal
Miss Maxwell impatiently.
"You know what l meant a.
along" he said sullenly. "Some on
has been giving you a resume of m
vices"
"Your vices are nothing to m
nor your virtues either. If YOU
The words died on her lips. Flo
the first time in all their lives hi
arm closed around her. Convu.
sirely he held her to him, bendin
his head till his lips met her sol
brown hair.
"Betty, 1--we got to-tell 20
Pm in no end Of trouble. l nee
you'll need your help-I"-
By a single vehement effort Bett
released herself.
."How dare you? How dare you?
she ragged, then came to a dea
stop. Her eyes grew wide with di'
may and fixed upon the doorway 9
the end Of the room.
'Mr. Gordonw she said in a col
strained voice.
1t was Gordon indeed. He We
quite at the other end of the Ion
room, but not 80 far that the lat
tableau could be unseen by hin
and the distress Of her face was il
tensifed in his as he bowed hu,
riedly and the yellow portiere fe
behind him.
Betty blushed furiously. A pc
son looking on and not understand
ing might, OF ccurse-she turne
suddenly to Tom, who stood starir
at her uneasily.
"Now go" she cried ~desperatel
Meanwhile Gordon had found h
hat and the sidewalk and wake
blindly down the avenue, forgettir
the papers he had gone for-fo
getting everything except a girl
flushed, dismayed face. 1t w
scandalous that she should be a
loved to drift into complication
with that fellow. 1t was all vel
well that Cornish vas her cousi
but what Of the fellows charact'
-agambler, a fortune hunter? Y
what could he do? All day he hs
losked forward to seeing Bett
Well, be had seen her. And 81
must have been in earnest. 81
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