The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1931-02-06

oiioD litO SoliittiiibS thot "Vhi'
draw trade from Sam Haskins
Smoke Shoppe so fast that within
a year the latter place would re
semble the ruins of one of those
Maya cities in the jungles Of Yuca
tan.
The trouble with H. Wasservo
GEL" Elmer ruminated, twas tina
he had too much overhead. He
could have got along with half the
space and subleased the other half
If L"
Morning. Elmer" a cheerful
voice hailed.
He turned and gazed into q
c~ountenance that somehow ap-
peared vaguely familiar. After the
second look he recognized Ansel
Moody, whom he had seer every
day for five years.
"Why, l didn't recognize you.
Moody" Elmer replied hippantly
and disrespectfully to the banker.
He had been the first man in Pillar
citos to call old. Ansel to his face
anything but Mr.. Moody. mo, sir,
| didn't recognize you at first. You
were smiling!"
"Ha-ha! Hal Ha-ha~ old Ansel
barked mirthlessly. "Still hOldin'
your little grudge, eh, Elmer?"
81 still feel the old pain" Elmer
replied candidly. You're a pawn
broker, not a banker. Most bank
ers lend some money on ability and
integrity, but you want collateral
worth fully 90 per cent more than
the loan, and even then you require
a responsible Endorsement"
"We1l-l, y'know, Elmer, US bank
ers amt got all the say bout that"
old Ansel soothed him. "We got to
be careful. However, I been thinkin'
your proposition over since you was
in the bank last an I've about come
to the conclusion I'll take a chance
On you, Elmer"
"Why, Mr.. Moody"
The great man rumbled on. "I've
come to the conclusion that IL you
was to set. up a swell place of your
own, Sam Haskins' trade would fol-
low you, Elmer, like drunkards to
a wrecked rum ship. Whenever
you're ready, Elmer, come down to
the bank an see me. I'll give you
a loan of five thousand on your
property in @ street amer" Old
Ansel's face took on a harried,
~questing look. "You pretty Il r
you can git by on five thousand,
Elmer? | wouldn't bite off more'n
l could chew if I was you, startin'
out, but-er-"
"Well. | really ought to have ten
thousand. I have twenty-five hun
dred in your savings department"
"If you'll put that twenty-five
hundred into the venture, by gravy
that'll show confidence in your en-
terprise, Elmer, an I'll give you an
open credit of twenty-five hundred
more. That's fair, amt it?"
More than fair, Mr.. Moody. I'm
afraid I was a little hasty with you
that day, and this morning, but
then"
Old Ansel raised a ~deprecating
hand. Don't mention 1t, Elmer. A
feller's bound to make mistakes.
I've made 'em myself. Come see
me when you're ready to shoot"
and with a friendly wave of his
hand he was off to open his little
bank for the business of
the day.
At the corner of Main and ID
Rev. Claude Goodfellow met
with a broad smile of broth
erly love and appreciation.
He cut around Reverend Good
fellow and continued on his way.
Before he had reached e street he
had been accosted by four men and
two women with whom he was
not particularly we'll acquainted
certainly not friendly. And he
could not help noticing that they
had gone out of their way to speak
10 him kindly and shake hands.
They had never done that before.
so Elmer wondered what he had
that they wanted and eventually
to the conclusion that it must
his lawn mower. Elmer was the
3nly householder in his block who
owned a lawn mower which was
in excellent running order.