The Washington herald., 1920-08-16
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he would say when they were set
before him. Tn not in the agri
cultural department" But, then,
Turner was a Texan. an old friend
Of the banks president and had
known Dorsey since he was a
baby.
While the examiner was count
ing the cash. Mai. Thomas B
ktngman-known to every one as
Major Tom"-the president OF the
First National, drove up to the
side door with his old dun horse
and buggy, and, Going into the
little pony COrEall," as he called
II. in which his desk was rallied
of. he began to look over his let
ters
Earlier. a little incident had oc-
CURED that even the sharp eyes of
the examiner had failed to notice.
When he had begun his work at
the cash counter. Mr.. Edinger had
winked significantly at Roy Will
son. the youthful bank messen-
ger. and nodded his head slightly
toward the front door. Roy un-
derstOOd. got mis- hat and walked
leisUrely out. with his collectors
hook under his arm. Once out
side, he made a bee-line for the
Stockmens National. That bank
was also getting ready to open
No customers had, as yet, pre-
sented themselves.
Say. you peopIew cried Rov.
with the familiarity Of youth and
long acquaintance, you want to
get a move on you. There's a new
bank examiner over at the First.
and he's stem winder. He's
counting nickels on Perry. and
he's got the whole outfit bIured
Mr.. Edlinger gave me the tip to
let you know"
Mr.. Buckley, president Of the
Stockmen's NationaI-a stout. cid
erly man, looking like a farmer
dressed for Sunday-heard Rov
from his private office at the rear
and called him.
Has Major Kinrman como
down to the bank YETI he asked
OF the boy.
Yes sir, he was just driving
up as I left" said Roy.
7 want you to take him
note. Put it into his own hands
as soon as you get back"
Mr.. Buckley sat down and he
gan to write.
Roy returned and handed tn
Major Kingman the envelope con-
tanning the note. The major road
It, and slipped it into his vest
pocket He leaned back in his
chair for few moments as IL he
were meditating deeply, and then
rose and went into the vault. He
came out with the bulky. old
fashioned leather note caSa
stamped on the back in gilt LET
ters. Bills Discounted" In this
were the notes due the bank with
their attached securities, and the
major. in his rough way, dumped
the lot upon his desk and began
TO sort them over.
BY this time Nettlewick had
finished his count Of the cash
His pencil huttered like a swaI-
low over the sheet Of paper on
which he had set his figures. He
opened his black wallet, which
seemed to be also a kind of secret
memorandum book, made a few
rapid figures in it, wheeled and
transfiXed Dorsey with the glare
Of his spectacle~. That look
seemed to say: You're safe this
time, but"
Cash all correct" snapped the
examiner. He made a dash for the
individual bookkeeper, and, for a
few minutes there was a iutter-
ing of ledger leaves and a sailing
Of balance sheets through the
air.
How often do you balance
your pass books" he demanded,
suddenly.
"Er-once a month" faltered
the individual bookeeper. won
dering how many years they
would give him.
All right" said the examiner,
turning and charging upon the
general bookkeeper, who had the
statements Of his foreign banks
and their reconcilement memo
randa ready. Everything there
was found to be all right. Then
the stub book Of the certificates
Of deposit Flutter-8otter-xs