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swindlers were leading you on into
their clutches, I sprang the false sig
nal of a raid. I shall never go back
there, I am ashamed that I ever tTe
graded myself with such, a connec
tion. I beg of you to shun that crowd.
You are not of their class. Do not be
offended, but I feel Thave saved you
from ruin, for once they got you in
debted to them they would pursue
you to the limit. That is their sys
The 'result was that Glennon real
ized that he had grazed a precipice.
The further result was that he inter
ested himself in young Dawson. Be
hold; at the end of five years no fur
ther lapses from strict attention to
duty on the part of Glennon, and
Dawson in a position of trust and
responsibility, with money saved up
in bank and in love with the daugh
ter of his benefactor.
Dawson had never told his love for
Irene, who seemed to have only a
kindly interest in him, but hope ir
radiated his life. Then came a cloud
dark, foreboding. Glennon "broke
out" oncemore. He was gone for a
week. Dawson hunted, him up, got
him back into normal trim and con
cealed from eevrybody the truth.
fiaily, however, he experienced a
new uneasiness and anxiety. Thre
was a chanc in Glennon. He had
grown morbid, nervous, unsociable.
He acted like a man who was con
stantly on the lookout for something
dreadful to happen. Several times
low-browed, mean-looking men call
ed him out of the office and Glennon
would return looking depressed and
Then one day he was taken ill and
removed to his home,., and within
twenty-four hours was lying helpless
and' delirious -wit ha wasting fever.
It was a week later and, Friday
evening when the head of the busi
ness house came to Dawson with a
serious look upon his face.
"Mr. Dawson," he spoke, "can you
arrange for some immediate night
"Ce. tainly," bowed Dawson.
"I want you to go over Mrs. Glen
non's books," announced Mr. Porter,
to the utter stupefaction of Dawson.
"Oh, sir! you do not mean to say
that there is anything wrong?" utter
ed Dawson in a, gasp.
"I fear there is, I have made only
a cursory investigation, but there is
a shortage of $3,000 in the cash."
Daylight -was streaming through
the office windows when Dawson
completed his task of going over the
books. He sat back with gray blank
despair on his face.
"It is true too true," he mourned.
"It cannot be held' back. Oh, my poor
friend. Why did you not tell me of
your terrible trouble, of your mad
He could readily surmise what had
happened. A swindling crew has got
Glennon into-'-their clutches. They
had obtained sbme hold-on him. In
his desperation, Glennon had used
the money' of -the firjn.
His head- ftenbjupon his hands,
Dawson sat for enarly an hour
thinking, tWnMng.JWhat could he do
to avert the impending disgrace, how
save the manhelotdd,. whose daugh
ter he loved even more?
"1 will do it!" - '
With the words Dawson arose to
his feet. He wandered about the
streets till 10 o'clock. Then he enter
ed a bank. He had been thrifty for
the past five years, he had received
a liberal salary, he had saved most
When he entered to the
When he returned to the office he
had most of his savings in bank bills
$3,000. When no one was observ
ing him, Wawson placed the package
far back in the corner of a drawer in
"I find a deficit in the .cash, as you
have said," he reportedito Mr. Por
ter "Mr. Glennon has been, troubled,
out of sorts for a long time and, may
not have been as systematic' as usual.
Have you looked through his desk,