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neither wanted nor needed the money. As he said this he made an entry in a fresh little bank pass book, handed it to Mr. Fraley, then motioned him toward the teller's window with a "Give him five dollars, Chester."

Chester, a washed-out blond youth with eyebrows that seemed pulled up to the middle of his forehead, hurriedly handed a five-dollar bill to the new depositor.

The next man who took Mr. Fraley's place at the window went through the same queries and arguments and came off with seven dollars and a new pass book, and the injunction to keep his money where he could lay hands on it when he wanted it!

Not a single workman wanted to make a deposit, but the cashier contrived, nevertheless, to retain about three fourths of their wages and sent them away with a dollar or two and a new pass book.

When Mr. Beavers came to the window and was asked how much he wanted to deposit, Tug stated bluntly that he wanted every damn cent he had in the bank.

Mr. Northcutt smiled bloodlessly and asked him what he wanted with so much money—to buy moonshine with?

Mr. Beavers pushed his face up to the little brass bars of the window and said, "You damn little spindlin' money sucker, I want ever' damn cent I got in this bank, an' I don't haff to tell no damn little white-headed ant what I'm goin' to do with my own money! It's mine! You give it to me an' the quickest way you can reach it out will be too damn slow fer me!"

Without another word or a change of countenance Mr. Northcutt O.K'd Mr. Beavers's slip and waved him to the teller; then as Abner stepped up next in turn, the cashier with his usual etiolated smile glanced at the boy and in his usual disagreeable voice asked, "Well, how much board do you pay, my boy?"

Abner began to speculate uncertainly on how much of his money he could persuade the cashier to pay him when a