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ent to Dick. People wondered why
Sammy did not seem to realize it
They would havd stared had they
heard what Dick said to Myrtle on
a certain evening.
"I'm sick of it all. And I'm go
ing away. I've got a big- sum put
by, Myrtle, and you can leave- that
boob and start in with me in the
West I've always loved you, and
I'll give you the time of your life,
And Myrtle, very pale, promised
to let him call for her upon a cer
tain evening when Sammy was to be
out But she would not let Dick
kiss her until they were in the train
At the meeting of shareholders
Dick made no fight for his position.
He casually indicated that he was
tired of the job, and intended to re
sign. If they were able to keep
things afloat without him, let them
get another manager. If his father's
fortune had not been dissipated, he
would have made the bank pay 12
Then came the surprise of the
evening. Old Chester's fortune was
found. And it had been placed in
Sammy's hands, for reinvestment
"as soon as my son, by his folly, has
wrecked my bank," as the lawyer
read to the meeting. And Sammy
was to be president That much
went with his stock, which was now
a majority after the planned recon
struction. Dick Chester put on his hat and
glared about him.
"So that's the sort of trick that
sneak and the old man put over on
me!" he shouted. "Who could
carry on a bank like that?"
"There was enough capital to give
a conservative man a chance, Mr.
Chester," observed the lawyer mild
ly. Dick swung out of the office. He
knew that Sammy would be out of
town until the morrow. At nine in
the evening he called at Sammy's
house. Myrtle met him, her face agi
tated, her hat awry on her head.
"Are you sure, Dick?" she whis
pered. "Dead sure, darling,'' hiccuped
"Come in a minute," whispered
Dick followed her into the par
lor. Myrtle locked the door behind '
him. Dick found himself confront
ing Sammy. Myrtle took a whip
from behind a curtain and put it in
"What the" Dick began. "So,
it's a trap, is it? Let me out! Let
me out, I say!"
Sammy flicked him about the legs
once or twice lightly, and Dick fell
on his knees and howled. Sammy
unlocked the door.
"Is that all, Sammy, dear?" asked
"Oh, yes? I guess so. He isn't
worth any more," answered Sammy.
"Hi! Get out! And don't show your
face in this town again or I'll have
you arrested for embezzlement
You know what I mean!"
And this time the whip really de
scended with vigor upon Dick's back.
Sammy was losing his temper for the
first time in his life. Dick cast one
look at his face and rushed for the
door. But before he reached the
depot, Myrtle and Sammy, in each
other's arms, had forgotten all
(Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
ON THE JOB
No news over here at Lower Val
ley this week, but as every little item
helps, your correspondent will write
this to let you know he is alive.
Lower Velley Correspondent, Glen
Bay (Mich) Star.
Old Lady (meeting two little
boys) Why, Johnnie, how very
dirty you are! How it is that your lit
tle brother is so much cleaner than
Johnnie Well, you see, he's threa