The evening world. Newspaper, July 18, 1914, Page 10

| had started {ts career as a fashion- able extension from “Old Greenwich been the first in the district to sbel-| his purchase. ter all that was ultra-fashionable in Be bad three intense pecullarities— his hatred of his family, bis almost ingane misertiness and his passion for clocks, Each of these determining factors produced its effect on his gurroundings. He lived absolutely ho had inherited along with CEE AXEL. WHAT MORE GAN You ASK THAN THAT 2 INSTEAD OF TAMING Twe GEAR WITH Your 6G You CAN MBET Him UIT MATURES WEAPONS . Now 6o GET READY WHILE GEORSE SETS uP Treasure” ‘Written Expowssly for The Brening World, By Ethel Watts Mumford Coperight, 1814, by The Prem Publishing Oo. (The BENEZER WHITEHOUSE bha4| except for clocks» They stood along| and his worldly belongings. Bef lived Bis seventy years of life in| the walls in rows, they commanded} calling for help or notifying the the bowse of bis boyhood—a| the stairs from the landin; stately member| Most elaborate stood in his bedroom— | we}! she knew gold there was some- of @ stately reg-| tall, hooded, coMn-lke shapes of an-| where. Sho had seen him more than When the hours| once fingering stacks of gold pleces eaob with its| arrived, they were heralded by «| lovingly. With negro cunning she emall front gar-| Veritable clamor, and Ebenezer took den, its Greek] strange delight in each and e Co aKey, ih Key exterior fin-| one. He puttered over them, regu- she pried hastily into the forbidden tab, wrought tron| lated them, loved them ike children. desks and locked drawers. There A shrewd dealer in real iment of homses,| cient mahogany. railings and deep ty-third street I Dont THee AANY TBODY COULD Be Tto M@AN To Do iT ‘Breniag World.) by the purchase of a clock. negotiations began to assume form he would begin his inspection of the handful of loose change in the blue Village,” and the block of houses had|S2tique shops that he might have | and white ginger jar, and one or two J vum! AND MARRIED NET 1TSNumt MAYBE You CAN DO BETTER rT YouR HANDS’ "WAN You COULD WITH YER EYE. Now HURRY UP!, bis gains, and the means of adding to them. Now, while he coveted every re piece in the world, he sweated blood at the thought that he must give them up. And so death came upon him un- wares. On his own doorstep Mam Melinda found him unconscious, and in bia own four-posted bed, whi had been born, he gave up the gh the four | Delghbors, old Mam Melinda a coeded to search the house. had spled upon her master, but she had spled in vain, ry| Now with agile monkey Angers, were papers, and lists of figures, but te, he | no money. ‘In her master’s thread- eet door. Twen-| “celebrated a canny and lucrative deal | bare clothes she found two twenty ‘As the | dollar gold pleces, which sho hid on | top of her head, embedding them in her gray wool, But that was all, A full time to haggle before he mado | pieces of old fashioned Jewelry, pre- avarice, by an old colored ty #0 until with bis declining yeurs, it was | She was dr into. the’ sri por came into of bis surroundings. He invariably | claimed him bis hated relatives would | house, whose threshold le had never wore a black satin stock, and his) benefit thereby. overcoat had retained its bell shape through the years. His tall hat was as furry as a startled kitten, and be sported threadbare spats of tobacco brown, To see bim descending the |@uired. three steps of his “stoop was to ob- of mind e. tain @ perfect picture of “the row” in PRY ahaa The deal closed and | sumably his mother's, she found and the money paid, the new clock was in- | annexed, But of the horde not a Ola New York. Ebenezer had be-|stalled. Life was sweet to Ebenezer | trace was to be found, come the perfect human embodiment She was driven at ‘last to tell a Sutherland | been invited to cross, and, knowing Rathbon, his lawyer, employed by the | the tradition of hidden wealth, he year to superintend his real estate | took occasion to sleuth a little him~- transactions, had awakened this fear, Self, A nearby doctor was called in “What are you going to do withall &t length. Left alone for a moment, your money, Mr. Whitehouse?’ he in-| he pried at the mattress and discreet- lave you made a will?” From that moment Ebenezer’s peace bed. The undertaker was much more Timo afer time| thorough, but equally unrewarded. he tried to compose his mind and de-| Mr. J. Sutherland Rathbon, the same termine how and where he would give| Who had poisoned his client's declin- and bequeath his cherished horde, | ing yeurs with the thought of wills But the very thought of parting with, and disposition of property, under his treasure threw him into a cold | the guise of searching for the docu- sweat and afflicted him with physical| ment he knew did not exist, Nkewise pain, and here in the very nature of gave the treasure house a ‘thorough Ithings came the punishment of his| ransacking from garret to wine ly tapped the bare flooring by the vaults, Wherever Ebenezer had hid- Every day that passed carried with| den his gold he had hidden it well it record of his distraught mind—j and taken the secret with him, every dawn was a menace, for it} At length it was undubitably might be his last. be never given\ the inevitable end a| intestate, and hia nearest of kin were, though! entrated was he upon proved that Mr. Whitehoyse had died therefore, entitied to jhe bouse on weir Did You +Hav THRoiwe D THE OCEAN WELL, YOUR GRANOMALL GIT & BEAL FOR YOU You, JESt LEAVE IT TO For GOODNESS z, * SPoited THe OCEAN! July 16.1914... LOOKIT HERE: YOU AINT GOT NO GALL T' ACK NO HUSBAND For. MY DO: ARTER- we! ‘EL SEE You MG (SHE KIN PICK HET. OWN. XY! MARR @ND WHEN |! TOLD HIM : LH OIONT 7 : PHOEG. HE Courd Tame THE BEAR WPT NATURES WEAPONS HE AY WAS TickLeD SILLY $ You SEE - HE'S GoT LOKS OF CONFIDENCE IN HIS e:sTs f Have T'PICK ME For DID Ya? - GOT Some NICE Bic vuns!! 4|M-m, 'T Seems To Te ALL RIGHT, WHAT DID NOv FIND WRONG were it ? By Thornton Fisher THATS JEST TH PINT, LEMUEL TIBGETS! | AINT Gow’ T SEE My GRANOARTER) PARE TH MISTAKE HER MA THEN'S GotTA JEDGEM VELL - voT ISS NATURE'S VEAPONS ??? London Terrace and a lean bank bal- ance, The cashier interviewed by the lawyer corroborated the _ latter's knowledge that noble sums had fre- quently been deposited by the eccen- tric Mr. Whitehouse after each suc- cessful operation in houses and lands, but invariably, it seemed, two weeks from the date of deposit, two-thirds was drawn out again, The computed total of these sums was enodgh to make the eyes bulge. The lawyer, by the natural—or un- natural—processes of the law, ac- quired the right to handle the estate, notify the beneficiaries and attend to the classification of the outstand- ing debts of the deceased. There were unaccountable dela and ex~ traordinary difficulty in locating the heirs, who might with ordinary com- mon sense have been traced in twenty hours. But, although the house was given the most micro. scopic search, it kept its secret. The mantels, the chimneys, the cellar floor, the wainscoting, the resonant hollows of the clock cases, were all subjected to the closest scrutiny They divulged nothing, and the, op- portunity of treasure trove was sud- denly denied Mr, Rathbon's deter- mined endeavors, when into his law office there walked a charming young person, who placidly laid claim to her uncle's property and indisputa- bly proved herself to be Earnestine Whitehou only niece of enezer, Mr, J, Sutherland Rathbon was startled and doubly disappointed at this turn of affairs, He had just doped out several new possibilities, He looked at the heiress's exc ingly pretty face and slender, girl- ish figure, und wondered if, perhaps, it would not be well to marry her, and thus acquire the house of mys- tery. But his middle-aged, bachelor mind rebelled, Ile would) purchase the house, Doubtless Miss White- house would rather have ready money than a white elephant of a mansion in a quarter no longer fash- fonable, particularly when the cash in hand was negligible, ai he rightly gauged her not too well sup- plied with worldly goods, Associa- tion with Ebenezer had Infected him with Ebenezer's cupldity, The thought of that golden treasure, the megnijude of which he Novelettes of the New York Streets —— London Terrace—“ Hidden guessed, made his mouth water, and between him and it was only this slip of a girl, ‘The building, once his own, he would tear it down brick by brick, and tind the money he must, He knew his former elient too weil to imagine for one insiant that the iniser would not have his gold under his eye, and withs in reach of his hand. He, therefore, proceeded to surround Miss White- house with attentions, As her uncle's advisor and personal friend it was his duty and pleasure. Miss Whitehouse was touched by his devotion, and grateful for the assis- tance he proffered. She would like to see the house, her father had so often described it, He had loved it dearly, and bi rly regretted the es- trangement with his brother that had cut him off forever from his old home. Mr. Rathbon called a taxi and in- troduced Miss Whitehouse to her es- tate, Ho dwelt at length upon the | depreciation of the neighborhood, but allowed that the land might have a | value for any one with sufiicient cap- Jital to assemble several houses and | erect a loft building Miss Whitehouse listened intently, | but said nothing, As they parted at the door of the modest hotel where | she lodged she electrified him by her | announcement that for the present at least she would occupy the house— |had, in fact, ordered her servant to | report in the city the following day and—she would be very grateful if Mr. Rathbon would take the neces- sary steps to put in a telephone, Mr, Rathbon suw red as he me-| ehanically lifted his hat and pressed -|her hand, But how in the world was he to prevent this perfcetly legiti- mate selaure of the citadel? He tried |to comfort himscif with tho thought |that, being a stranger in the city, she |would find herself very lonely and doubtless quite willing to return. to her up-State home at tho end of a few months. Had he Known that a certain. pleasant youth, who haled jlikewise from the up-State town, had |come to the city @ short tine previous to her advent and was now toiling and moiling in the office of a fellow lawyer, Mr, Rathbon would not have \relt so sure. Earnestine and her servant settled {down in the old mansion with |her, however, when he observed her jfer might come, as the season was ’ that she was elbowing millions, and there was none tu La her, Uncle Ebenezer was always Buppused to be rich, but a large house and money in the bank looked very much like riches to Earnestine, And, far from being she was revelling in the free- dom of being unknown In a great city and having a8 constant escort the one man whose presence mattered, She | thought it ¥ hice of her uncle's lawyer to take so much pains in her behalf; but he was «a middle-aged, fatherly sort of person, with nothing much apparently to de, so why shouldn't he? It was not long before 4 broker! led with an ofter for the house, She refused, even when Mr, Rathbon strongly advised selling. He assured firmness that, of course, a better of- not as yet active, Barnestine had taken a fancy to her inheritance. ven the multitudinous clocks had a fascination for her, She loved to lie in the great empty room at night and hear their chorus announce, the hour, Wirst the big walnut English clock on the stairs would sound the first stroke, to be followed by the hurried silvery voice of the Dutch marquetrie clock in the drawing room, then the measured, golden bell notes of the Queen Anne lacquer timepiece in the bedroom, and then the bedlum of all tones and notes, low pitched as a church bell or thin and high as a tea table trinket, Each clock had @ distinct person- ality, and with imaginative whimsey she named them all—"Big Ben" and “Little Dorrit," "John Silver” and “Don Quixote" and ‘Tet. Falstaff" and ‘John Ridd.” earned thelr nicknames by thelr others by their shapes, Karn- estine loved them all and only re- gretted that she could not personally tend and regulate them as, Mr. Rath- bon assured her, her ur le had done, Her disabilities as clocksmith came home when Ann, the black lacquer ck of the bedroom, suddenty went quite mad, Ann galloped through her hours at breakneck speed, quite leav- ing Father Time in the dim distance. Every day Ann filched from twenty to forty minutes from the day ahead. abe became hhyaterioal and alone thrifty couteng, She had oo suspicion! Then chimed 3 at 10 o'clock and 11 at 8. Her] placed one of the clock weights in disorders became so grievous that Bar-|the lawyer's palm. A look passed 'nestine was alarmed, and went in| between the two men like crossing search of a clock surgeon. She ob- | blades. tained one at Mr, Newberger’s, a near- weight, Mr. Rathbon returned te by shop on Eighth avenue—a halt) “French, I should say, Empire | pawnshop, one-quarter watch and/gilt.” The little jeweler nodded and clock repair clinic, and quarter gen-} moved toward the door, “Your ad- eral jewelry emporium. A weary |dress, please,” Mr. Rathbon request- mannered young man assured herled, “I've a Louis XV. bracket clock that antique clocks were no mystery | that needs attention, I'll send for to him, and agreed to make a profes-| you,” sional (all Mr. Newberger grimly extracted & When he arrived, Mr. Rathbon! gojled card which the lawyer happened in at the same moment,| pocketed. Mr. Newberger was almost manifested his interest in Ann's de-| out of the door when a light detain- rangement, and accompanied them to! ing hand fell on his shoulder, the floor above to watch the opera-| © “1 beg your pardon,” said Barnes- tion. ” " The clock doctor looked his patient| {ine, “but ll keep the welghts over with an Inattentive eye, whirred | MAN * oe the hands, noted the striking of the) pene: ins | Whitenouse” Mr hours, unscrewed @ metal plate from Og finish the job. That clock is too Ann's face, and finally unhooked the valuable to be neglected,” massive polished brass weights. All oy ” , 5 : am beginning to suspect It,” she at once his manner changed, his face Mok dust called deen eis ©] said coldly, Se eat is Bate the dumbwaites to the servant to t ary a % ephone a friend of mine to come at pelt-control, amazement and cupldity| nee in order to look over all the “he weights are uneven,” he said|clock weights in the house, Thank in a shaking volce, as he hastily| You, Mr, Newberger.” Mr. ig ere \ thrust the big shining cylinders into| Ser made as if to exit hastily, “It his pocket. "I'll file ‘em down a] won't do either of you any good,” *, bring ‘eg back to-morrow. She'll not the least. I couldn't, work all right then.” I Mr. Rathbon held out his hand, ¥ “Odd shaped weights those,” he said,|other clocks, Mr, don't ik at one.” care to sell either the house or tl Newbe glared, hesitated, but! clock collection, The weights are could not refuse. Reluctantly he solid gold.” ‘ Sep lesa The Day’s Good Stories Taking His Cue. SMALL street urchin from the city, who was spending some time in a fresh-air camp, was the source of vonsiderable entertain- ment to members of the family at a farm where he frequently called for milk and apples. “Whaddye think about the young- Found, HIS story is told of an absente minded professor at Drew Theo logical Seminary, One evening while studying he had need of a book. mark. Seeing nothing else handy he used his wifo's scissors, which lay on the sewing table. A few minutés later the wife wanted the scissors, ster, anyhow?" the farmer asked his) but a diligent search failed to reveal Me ee ar eeiathie fellow the wite MiRee next day the rote: e's a ce F OW, v | y si ses Manel Gani just make him | before bis class | Cpened. ppPeare out." There lay the lost scissors, He picked them up, and, holding them abo' sneezes | head, shouted oe “Here they are, dear!" Yoo, the class got it.—Everybody’a, . ‘Iseh! yelle ‘Ka Bibblel' "Judge,