Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1922-08-26

SESSIONS. mere were thousands upon thou
sands in the banks; there were all man.
ner of gilt-edged bonds and stocks; ships,
houses, apartments and tenements. There
were here. none. of those lordly edifces rich
men erect as monuments to themselves. All,
the real estate, with one exception, Law be-
low Twenty-third street-pick.ups after old
families had petered out, gold mines in
brick and brownstone.
"Ah!v he said aloud. Here was the item
for which he was searching.
The First Presbyterian church mortgage.
what should he do with it? He stared out
of the window into the falling night. All at
once he began to laugh, a joyous, rollicking
laughter. What a revenge what a com.
pletely satisfying revenge! Very good. He
would cancel this mortgage upon one con.
dltion, that he should be permitted to fur.
nlsh at his own expense a memorial win.
dow dedicated to his father If that didn't
stir them, Gabriels trumpet wouldn't! He
would submit the proposition in person. He
wouldn't miss seeing the vestrymen's faces
for half his fortune. o, he knew. They
would Writhe and twist, hem and haw-and
agree. But there should be no loophole. It
was to be agreed also that if the window
were broken, he could have the right to
present another, and SO on, SO long as he
lived and the church stood-the church his
father had been married in and buried from.
His aughte reused the young man in the
seat behind. The stranger smiled. 1t, was
not at any thought, but at a picture; the
clothes-line around the suitcase, the cheap,
lll'fitt1ng clothes, the derby which recalled
the headgear Of Joe Weber when old Broad.
way acds A boob, pure and sim.
pie, heading into the big town, with seven
millions in his jeans! The move had been
so quick that he hadn't had time to wire the
professor. o. well; he would call him up as
soon as Mr.. Hick tied himself up for the
night. He would probably hunt up some two
dollar caravansary. All right. Wherever
he went. a certain guy known as The Shad.
ow would toddle along after. Taxis, sur.
race cars, subways or on the hoof, it was
an the same The Shadow would never lose
sight Of The Substance.
Bancroft became Unfortunately elated, The
possibility of avenging himself without hurt
to any one was the most satisfying emotion
he had yet known. Miser's son Miser's son!
Yah! To avenge himself for that, for the
: years of callous isolation, and in such a
manner as to make. all the neighboring towns
sick with laughter! The ironic humor Of
the memorial window would become a county
classic.
But he had another blow in store. The
memorial would chagrin the villagers, but
this second blow would stun them. He had
IL SAS AOAiC JtOWH HIUEGS lTleNOS, no mOfes
Mrs. Horne, Professor Miller, principal Of
the village academy, and Miss Hewitt, the
faded spinster who played the organ In the
First Presbyterian church. For several
years he had pumped the bellows Of that
organ; and after rehearsals, Saturday nights.
she had used to play for him, compositions
not generally heard inside Of country
churches, filing his boys soul with celestial
happiness. Out OF kindness for a for.
lorn pariah,s who was guilty OF no crime nave
that Of being the son OF silas Bancroft
Not In his will, but now /! When they, were
growing old and bent ana helpless, wnen .
spell Of sickness would rob them Of all they,
had saved up, II th6y had saved up anything.
Now, while they could enjoy 1t. 10 make
these three happy who had tried to lightsn
a sensitive boys misery. Not to add the
enduring shappiness Of q generous act. To-
morrow, one OF the first things he did. II
would serve as an eternal buckler. against
all future misfortunes. Out OF these NH.
lions, more or less Lawfully acquired, should
come. happiness to three lonely human be-
Ntngs. He would give each q check, certi.
ned; Tor fifty thousand dollars.
The thought lightened his step asyhe wan.
sdered through the nnazes OF the Grand Cen.
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