The circle banner. [volume] (Circle, Mont.) 1914-1939, 1919-04-18

| good feel1ng and democratic eQualft,
and civilized peace the European wa
backed in from nowhere.
A young man from Serbia shot /,
grand duke of Austria, and the worlt
heard of Sarajeyo for the first time
but not the last. The bullet that slew
the Austrian heir multiplied itself a!
by magic into billions of missiles. A
young shoemaker from Bavaria, to his
great surprise, killed an old Belgian
| Schoolteacher he had never heard of
The schoolteacher fell into a ditch
still clasping his umbrella. The shoe.
maker moved on with strange ap-
petite for shooting.
Refugees in hordes filed the roads
with new Pharaonic exodus. So
many children plodded along in hun
CRY flight that Herod might have been
hunting down the innocents again.
With the moral cataclysm went a
financial earthquake. The European
exchanges flung their doors shut. The
American exchanges tried to keep
their shop windows open, but had to
close them down.
Bayard Kip was among the first cas-
ualties. Before he could put in a stop
order his margins were gone. He had,
said that prices, having struck bot
tom, could go no lower. Now the bot
tom itself was knocked out.
Prices stopped falling at last be-
cause of the closing of the markets.
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rum. America established one of
sentiment. Everybody owed somebody
else, and everybody gave tolerance be-
cause everybody needed it.
Night fell ON the commercial world,
a night illumined by horrors unknown
before. Bayard's factory could not
meet even its diminished pay roll. The
president of the concern could not
borrow a penny at the bank of which
he was a director. The factory shut
down, sending all its workmen into |
the hordes of the unemployed The
office forces were reduced to mini |
mum and the salaries of the minimum
further reduced. Clay was thrown |
out OF even his half-job and Bayard |
vas put on half-pay.
Bayards sober thoughts concerned |
themselves with extricating himself |
rom the wreckage. 1t was not pos
ible to debarrass himself of every
hing. He could not give up his e1-
,ensive apartment. 1t was leased for
year and half more. He could not
Iismiss his expensive wife; she was
eased for ninety-nine years. He
ould not give up his character, his
ostly tastes, his zeal for front, the
of a good facade.
The instinct of lovable bluff was
cen in his telegram to Leila. He
vanted her at home to comfort him,
ow that he had no business for her /,
0 hamper. Besides, he could not af-
ord to keep her at Newport. Out Of ,
is ominously small funds he tele-
raphed her a liberal sum to pay her I
ills and her railroad fare and parlor !
ar fare. He met her and found her ,
beautiful in her million ,
Ire uniform.
He felt like the pauper who received :
white elephant for present But 1
1e was gorgeous In her trappings. =
hey embraced with mutual approval.
e laughed: II
II was going to begin economy BY #
lifting out the taxi business, but 4
,uldn't carry Cleopatra Ike you in q
le subway. You look like all the /
oney In the world. And you're worth b
)" In the taxicab he crushed her to n
N again in a dismal ecstasy and b
ghed gayly: you're too grand for t
e, honey. I'm busted higher than a &
tie. You didn't bring home any Z
lange, of course"
II did better than that" she beamed, t
i'd, being married to him, made no 9
mes about bending and disclosing
le entire silk stocking most ele- d
lntly repleted. 1t was transparent, i
anslucent indeed, like gossamer /,
,er marble, and of sapling sym y
etry except for one unsightly knob q
hjch she deity removed ard placed b
the hand Of Bayard. Il
He did not need to glance at his 3
i'm to tell that It was fu1l Of bank p
'tes. b
whats al fhis1" hA aaid LIB