The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1924-08-23
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THE LAST EPISODE
BEGIN HERE TODAY
Copyright 1914

John Ainsley, a man of education
and breeding, becomes maste
crook-preying upon other thieves
Swede Thomassen, brutal murder
er, is killed in Ainsley's apartment
by the White Eagle, a notorious in
tcrnational crook. While the polio,
search for Ainsley--or rather TO
Robert Stickney"--he is preparing
to sail for Australia.
| In the Trevor dining room Ainslc,
overhears a distraught young mar
tell his pretty girl companion thai
he intends to kill himself. Ainsle,
finds out that the young man is i;
| thief and that his thievery will BIZ
discovered next morning. Acting or
| a generous impulse, Ainsley offer:
the young man twenty $500 bills as
a gift.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
"'I said that was thief. l am
he said. Tomorrow morning my en-
ployer will find ten thousand dollars
missing from his cash box"
/ tapped the notes in my hand
'Unless-" suggested.
ut will be years, if ever, before
can repay this loan.'
81 never lend; | give" l told him.
He looked at me. l am no senti-
mentalist, but tell you that I saw a
soul cross from hell into heaven. But
still he hesitated.
"You must know exactly the sort
of person to whom you are making
the gift" he said. liked him be-
cause he made no pretense; he did
not cringingly swear that it was a
sacred obligation.
go on" l encouraged him.
"My name is Frank Tirrell I'm Il
sort of confidential clerk for Phneas
Carbon. He is a trader and specu-
lator. The bulk of his operations
have to do with jute, hemp and ka-
pok. But he also takes filings in any
thing that comes along.
81 am his only employee. His Of
flee consists of one room on the
ground floor of dilapidated old
building on West Broadway. He has
no regular office hours. l know near
ly as much of his affairs as he does.
Also have key to his safe. In that
safe he frequently keeps as much as
fifty thousand dollars in cash. This
is in order that he may not lose any
bargain because of delay in getting
his hands on the actual money need
ed to close a deal.
HE is a great gambler. He fire.
quently tells me of the big poker
games in which he plays. He also
bets heavily on the races. He is
about sixty-five. He is, thin and
shabby. He is a bachelor. He is
also the meanest man that ever lived.
~ was working, three years ago,
for a ship-brokerage firm. Mr.. Gar
bon did some business with US, APP
parently liked me, and asked me to
work for him. He promised me that
he would take me into partnership.
Whenever I remind him Of his prom
Use, he cvades the issue. Times are
not too good. I have not been able
to leave him.
Several times I have been with
him when he placed wagers on the
races with couple of handbook men
named Harris and Poganni. Yester-
day an acquaintance of mine gave
me a tip on the races. He has given
me many tips before, but l. never
played them. Always his tips have
been correct. Today I asked Mr..
Carbon when he was going to make
good his promises to me. I have
been engaged for two years to. Rose
Peters,"
The girl touched his hand again,
and l knew that she was his fiancee.
"Mr. Carbon laughed at me. He
told me that if l didn't like my job I
could quit. He left the office about
ten, saying that he would not be
back until morning. 1 suddenly went
insane. That's all there is to say
about it. opened his safe, took out
ten thousand dollars, and placed it,
at five to one, with Harris and Po-
ganni, on the horse that my friend
had told me about yesterday. The
horse finished fifth.
"That's all. Do you still want to
give money to thief"
Now, if one judges Tirrell by his
bald confession, one finds little ex-
But saw the girl. knew
how the broken promises of his
employer must have CALLED the youth.
And I am not one to say that one
error makes a criminal. I handed
him the twenty bills.
"Put' it back in the safe, and all
will be WE'LL" told him.
He was too proud to break down,
although his lips quivered.' The girl
put her hands before her eyes. I
myself, felt lump in my throat. 1t
was worth ten thousand dollars to
gain the feeling Of godlike benevo-