The Irish standard. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn. ;) 1886-1920, 1916-08-19
ing Sammy for not having summoneo

ing Sammy for not having summoned
| him.
However, Dick had the bank. His
first act was to give Sammy months
notice.
II told you you'd be sorry for that
wretched trick you played on me-" he
said, sneering. "See if you can get
another job. Not in this town,
Sammy"
Sammy's answer, at the end Of the
month, was to marry Myrtle, and they
went away on honeymoon that lasted
nearly two months. At the end of that
time Sammy was back in town, look
ing spruce and smarter than he had
ever looked before, and living in an
elegant house. It was whispered that
| his wife had been left legacy.
"He won't last long," sneered Dick.
But it was Dick who wasn't going
to last long. The bank was in a bad
! way. Dick had been specializing reck.
! lessly, and no bank can stand the
drain on it's funds that wild manage.
ment entails. At the end Of the third
month Dick saw himself at Ills wits
! end. His fathers fortune had proved
nonexistent. There was nothing but
the bank capital, and that was disap.
pearing like snow in May. A meeting
| Of the shareholders had been sum.
moned, and there was talk Of deposine
Dick.
Dick, moody and restless, glared al
Sammy when he saw him, spruce and
| apparently self-satisfied, strolling
jauntily down the street. He glared
more when he was accompanied by his
pretty wife. Marriage had given Myr.
tie back her youth and loneliness, and
Dick, smothering his rage, renewed
his acquaintance with her and her hus,
band.
"Sorry had to fire you, Sammy"
he explained. 'But 1 guess you're
pretty slow as bank manager. No
hard feelings?"
"None whatever" said Sammy.
Dick was mad about Myrtle again.
He took advantage Of Sammy's slow
ness to press his attentions upon
Sammys wife. He plunged blindly
into the Irritation. He contrived to
put Sammy in absurd positions-as
when he sent him into his own back
yard to hunt for chicken thieves, while
he sat in the parlor and talked amiable
nonsense for an hour to Myrtle.
It was soon the talk Of the town
that Myrtle was far from Indifferent
to Dick. People wondered why Sammy
did not seem to realize it. They would
have stared had they heard what Dick
said to Myrtle on a certain evening.
"I'm sick of it all. And I'm going
away. I've got big sum put by, Myr
tie, and you can leave that boob and
start in with me in the West. I've al.
ways loved you, and I'll give you the
time of your life, DEAR"
And Myrtle, very pale, promised to
let him call for her upon certain eve
ming when Sammy was to be out. But
she would not let Dick kiss her until
they were in the train together.
At the meeting Of the shareholders
Dick made no fight for his position. He
casually indicated that he was tired
of the job, and intended to resign. II
they were able to keep things afloat
without him, let them get another
manager. If his fathers fortune had
not been dissipated, he would have
made the bank pay IL per cent.
Then came the surprise of the eve
ming. Old Chester's fortune was
found. And it had been placed in
Samlny's hands, for reinvestment "as
soon as my son, by his folly, has
wrecked my bank" as the lawyer read
to the meeting. And Sammy was to
be president. That much went with
his stock, which was now a majority
after the planned reconstruction.
Dick Chester put on his hat and
glared about him.
$50 that's the sort of trick that
sneak and the old man put over on
mel" he shouted. "Who could carry
on bank like that?"
"There was enough capital to give
conservative man chance, Mr.
Chester" observed the lawyer mildly
Dick swung out of the Office. He
knew that Sammy would be out OF
town until the morrow. At nine in
the evening he called ut Sammy's
house. Myrtle met him, her face agi.
tated, her hat awry on her head.
"Are you sure, Dick?" she whis.
pered.
dead sure, darling" hiccuped
Dick.
"Come in a minute" whispered Myr.
| tie.
Dick followed her into the parlor
Myrtle locked the door behind him
Dick found himself confronting Sam.
my. Myrtle took whip from behind
curtain and put it in Sammy's hand
"What the Dick began. $50, it's
trap, is it? Let me out! Let me
out, I say!"
Sammy flicked him about the legs
once or twice lightly, and Dick fell
on his knees and howled. Sammy un.
J locked the door.
"Is that all, Sammy, dear?" asked
! Myrtle reproachfully.
"Oh, yes, guess SO. He isn't worth
any MORE" answered Sammy. eli
Get out! And don't show your face
in this town again or I'll have you ar
rested for embezzlement. You know
what I mean!'
And this time the whip really de-