The Washington herald., 1920-07-21
Mammon and the Archer ByO. Henry


Sixth avenue and Thirty fourth
street cross one another as a
twenty-six inch maiden fills her
twenty-five inch girdle. And still
from all the cross streets they
were hurrying and rattling to-
ward the converging point at full
speed. and hurting themselves
into the struggling mass. locking
wheels and adding their drivers
imprecations to the clamor. The
entire traffic of Manhattan seemed
to have jammed itself around
them. The oldest New Yorker
among the thousands of specta-
tors that lined the sidewalks had
not witnessed a street blockade
of the proportions of this one.
I'm very sorry" said Richard.
as he resumed his seat, but II
looks as IL We are stuck. They
won't get this tumble loosened up
in an hour. 1t was my fault. II
1 hadn't dropped the ring we"
Let me see the ring" said
MISS Lantry; Now that it can't
be helped. T don't care. / think
theaters are stupid, anyway"
At IL o'clock that night some-
Noppco i6Htiy on AntnOny
Rockwalrs door.
Come in" shouted Anthony,
who was in red dressing-gown.
reading a book OF piratical ad-
ventures.
Somebody was Aunt Ellen. look
ing like a gray-haired angel tina,
had been left on earth by mis-
take.
They're engaged. Anthony"
she said. softly. "She has prom
ised to marry our Richard. On
their way 10 the theater there
was a street blockade. and Il was
two hours before their cab could
get out of IL.
And oh, brother Anthony, don't
ever boast of the power Of money
again. A little emblem OF tru.
love-a little ring that symbol
lied unending and unmercenary
affection-was the cause of our
Richard finding his happiness. He
dropped II In the street. and got
out to recover it. And before
they could continue the blockade
occurred. He spoke to his love
and won her there while the cab
was hemmed in. Money is dros,
compared with true love, An
thony."
All right" said old Anthony.
I'm glad the boy has got what
he wanted. told him I wouldn't
spare any expense in the matter
if"
But. brother Anthony. what
good could your money have
doner
Sister" said Anthony Rock
wall i've got my pirate in
devil of a scrape. His ship has
just been scuttled, and he's too
good a Judge of the value OF
money to let drown. wish you
would let me go on with this
chapter"
The story should end here.
wish IL would as heartily as you
who read II wish II did. But we
must go to the bottom of the well
for truth.
r. The next day a person with red
hands and a blue polka-d neck
tie. who called himself Kelly,
called at Anthony Rockwalfs
house. and was at once received
in the library.
Well" said Anthony. reaching
for his check-bo 1T was a good
bilin' of soap. Let's see-you had
$1,000 in cash.
IT paid out $500 more Of nv
own" said Kelly. "I had to go
little above the estimate. I got
the express wagons and cabs
mostly for IS: but the trucks and
two-horse teams mostly raised
M 60
ed SO. and some Of the loaded
teams $50. The cops struck me
hardest-s50 paid two, and the
rest $50 and s25. But didn't It
work beautiful. Mr.. Rockwall?
I'm glad william A. Brady was
mt onto that little outdoor vehi-
Gle mob scene. wouldn't want
william to break his heart with
jealousy. And never a rehearsal.
either, The boys was on time to
the fraction Of second. It was
two hours before n snake could
get below GreeIey's statue"
Thirteen hundred-there you
are. Eelly," said Anthony, tear
Irg of check. Your $1,000
and the $500 you were out. You
don't despise money, do you.
Kellv?"
Me-" said Kelly. 'T can lick
the man that invented poverty"
Anth ony called Kelly when he
was at the door.
You didn't notice" said he.
ANYWHERE in the tie-up, a kind
Of a fat boy without anv clothes
on shoot'ng arrows around. with
a bow. did youT'
"whv. no" said Kelly. mysti-
fed. ct didn't Tt he was Hks
YOU say. navbe the cons pinched
hir, before got ther"
T tNnr~ht tho little rascal
wouldn't he on hand" cNuckied'i
ANTHONY "Gno1-hv. Rellv."