The Logan Republican. [volume] (Logan, Utah) 1902-1924, 1920-09-18

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cash In the bank"
That was new one on the Pearl
hunter. He had supposed bank had
in Its vaults unlimited loads Of money.
"what will I do?"
"You can draw part Of It, and de
posit the rest TO your credit"
All Of which was foreign language
to the Pearlhunter.
"I didn't want to use any OF the
money" he finally managed to say. IL
don't expect TO spend cent OF 1t for
you know--small matters. ] expect
to leave II right here TIL can spend
II for omethlng-well-big. I Just
wanted to show II to Attend"
"You might show your-friend the
check" The banker stole glance nj
Solomon gloating openly over the gem,
now that the deal was closed. mo"
he continued, there's a better
safer, he was about to say, but didn't
-"way than that. Why not deposit
the check and take out draftf'
"Draft? What's thatr'
The old banker reached his fingers
up through his hair and studied the
man before him. sitting down mt his
desk, he wrote rapidly for moment.
"This is a draft" he said. handing
over the slip he had been writing on
and taking the check In exchange. ut
is as good as gold anywhere, at any
bank, any time. Show 1t to your
friend, and l suggest that you after
ward bring II back to the bank and
deposit It. will then give you n
check book and show you how TO use
It,"
The Pearhunter read the paper
over with curious interest, put II In
the big, formidable envelope the bank
err gave him for the purpose, and but
toned 1t away in an inside pocket OF
his blouse.
The little jew had by this time put
the Blue Moon back in the plush case,
put the case In his vest pocket. and
i pinned up the pocket.
"Hlmmelv' he grunted, turning
! away from the table. "You pearl fish
Il ers iss all crazy. I'd glfr II to you n
t'ousan' more"
e ~ got my price"
n "Undt dots more as anybody got |,
e yet from Louie Solomon"
ell He chuckled all the way to the door
l. A small crowd waited outside. No
h body knows how news leaks out In
'. small town. Not a man but knew how
% much the pearl had brought. One o.
the crowd, lanky, one-eyed fisher
g man, sidled up to the Pearlhunter.
Is "Y'u got It. didn't y'u?"
Il The Pearlhunter was too slow, ant
70 the little Jew answered for him.
"Course he got It. What chance
pore devil pearl buyer got NIT d.,
whole town against i'm I"
That statement, or one like Il, wa
what the crowd had been waiting fof
The tension was over The finding an,
selling Of the famous gem, the mos
valuable pearl ever Enlisted" along tn
Wabash, was now history-Fiatwood
chucked his hat up In the air an
% yelled--a lusty cheer, In which tn
crowd Joined. One would have though
u that each man there had sold a Blu
. Moon-or found one.
u The Peprlhunter felt good deal a
the crowd seemed TO feel-a loosenin
e Of the tension. For that matter, tn
q fat little buyer seemed to feel some
n thing Of the same relief. Caught up 4
re the crowd, both buyer and seller wer
" swept across the road and into the e,
pectant door of the Mud Hen.
The Pearlhunter had just twenty-iv
dollars and twenty-seyen cents In hi
pocket. He had counted II that morr
ing while waiting for Louie Solomon
come. II was the last cent after pay
Ing his mothers funeral expenses. ii
IN threw a pocket-worn twenty-dollar bill
,e on the bar and mOtioned to the GROVE
e. MAKE II good whisky" he said. IN
squirrel goes this round"
o. He couldn't have made a bette
er speech for the occasion. The crow
g. cheered. The little jew said som,
re thing, but It couldn't be heard. TIL
10 bartender set out long row Of glasses
o. The river men grew suddenly Quit
81 with the gurgle or the ming.
= Each man picked up glass an
,e stood waiting until every other ma
" was served. The crowd was too occ,
&c pied to notice 1t, but the Pearlhunter
II knees were fairly shaking under him
70 his face set and pale. He was abol
~ to do the hardest thing he had eve
tackled In his life, even harder tina
u mentioning money to the Wild RIOS
u He picked up his glass; set It down
IN pushed II back.
III "Water for mlnei"
- To man, the crowd whlrIed an
:, stared. Louie Solomon swore.
a. "Vot lssw he said. "You make
foolishness"
"No," was the slow answer. ar
Off this for keeps"