A STRANGE INHERITANCE
By Gertrude Mary Sheridan.
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
Warren Talcott took a last
look at the long counting room
that had once been his, but was so
no longer. Some men were eras
ing the sign, "Talcott & Co.,
"Stocks and Bonds," from the
glittering plate glass windows.
He passed the elevator starter,
"You Are Almost Rich Again."
who halted him by gently catch
ing his arm.
"I've heard of it, Mr. Talcott,"
he said, his voice quivering. "Sir,
my wife didn't sleep all night
over it. She says there's a room
for you under the roof you helped
us save all your life long, if you'll
"Thank you," nodded the brok
er. "Tell your wife it's such peo
ple as you that make a man think
there's some good in the world."
Men turned and noted the tall,
graceful figure as Talcott passed.
There was something almost roy
al in his bearing. Even with "Fail
ure" written that day against his
business career, a dauntless cour
age showed in his kindly, steady
A bootblack whom he had
started in business ran after him,
winning the ever indulgent smile
of the generous broker.
"Mr. Talcott," he said hurried
ly, "I've got a savings bank book
that says three hundred dollars. I
want to loan it out, you see "
"I see you are a good, loyal
friend," interrupted Talcott, plac
ing a gentle hand on the shoulder
of the grateful cripple.
The speaker walked rapidly
from the business center. Finally
he sought the most secluded cor
ner of an humble restaurant and
sat down to think.
Frame and face relaxed as he
drew out his pocketbook It con
tained only a few dollars, all that
was left of a magnificent fortune.
His mind ran back over the past
few months. He recalled the
warning of his doctor overwork.
He remembered how he had one
day given a wrong order. Anoth
er when the floor of the stock ex
change had gone all black before
him, and he had made a confused
error in business judgment and
lost over two hundred thousand
dollars. Then the verdict of the
doctor, nervous collapse, and
I now the crash.
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