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The Com^ort
Gate-way 1 j Service
Route of Safety
To Yukon Territory, Atlin District
Interior Alaska
IXving the winter season of 1916-17 our regular train service will
be maintained North and South Bound between Skaguay
and Whitehorse, trains leaving both terminals Mondays,
Wednesdays and Fridays.
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Our Through Mail, Passenger and Freight Service will be oper
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facility for comfortable winter travel by means of a
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WHITEHORSE. V. T.
White Pass & Yukon Route
TIME TABLE No. 38.
Morday, Wednesday and Friday
No. 1, X. Bound
1st CUm
S:30 a. w. Leaves
11:03 ». m. "
11:45 a. m. **
12:40 p. m. H
2:20 p. m. "
4:50 p. m. Arrives
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Arrives
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No. 2, 8. Bound
1st Class
3:30 p. m.
2: SO p. ni.
1:30 p.
13:50 p.
10t48 a. ni.
8:00 a. to.
m.
m.
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A Farmer s
Sod ,
His Father and Mother
Stood by Htm With
Parental Affection
I By GREGORY MOORE §
They my that doctor* and clergymen
see more of humanity as it la than any
other class of men. bat I question If
the endless panorama of incidents
typifying the different phases of hu
man life is witnessed by any class that
every day passes before bankers.
Sometimes whole stories ore enacted
before us sprend over a term of years.
I am the repository of on* such story
that I watched from Its beginning to
Its climax.
One afternoon a weather beaten old
farmer with silky white hair scattered
over his head came to my desk and,
pulling out a wallet, asked for a draft
ou Denver for $200 In favor of Thomas
Williams. He counted out the money,
and then, having nothing to do while
'the draft was being prepared, began
to tell me the beginning of this story.
"I'm sendin' the money," bo said,
"to my boy out In Colorado. He went
out there a year ago, takin' some
money with him that I give htm, but
he hasn't bad much luck, and ifs all
gone. First-he got sick; then whan he
got well he went prospeettn' and
struck somepln that looked good, but
some other fellers Jumped bis Claim,
whatever that means, and took it all
away from him.
"Then Tom got Blek 88*10 and went
to a horseplttle and stayed then three
months. Now ho*a got oat of the
horseplttle and lookin' about for some
pln. I'm sendin' this ataney to give
him a chanct Tom's his mother's pet,
and she lays awake nights worryln'
about him. I'm mighty fond of the
boy myself somehow. >
"When he got old enough to work I
wanted hhn to help me on the farm.
He tried It for awhile, but I aee party
quick be didn't tab* to it. He was
too smart to be contented to follow a
plow same 's his father, who didn't
never get no eddfcatlon. So I says
to him one day: "Tommy, reckon you'd
better go to the city and work that
a-way. This don't suit you.' He was
mighty well pleased at that It al
most broke ma's heart to part With
him, but she knowed It was better for
him and let him go.
"Tom didn't like It in town so well
as he thought he woifld. Leastaways
he didn't stay long in the place he
went into They must 'a thought a
heap of him, though, for they raised
his salary twice, so h« wrote me. But
he got Into a fight with one of tho head
clerks and got himself discharged. He
said the head clerk accused him of
stealin' some money.
"Tom was alius an amDirious mue
chap, and after leavin' his place he
concluded he'd go west and try and
do somepln big, for ata end me agin
we got too old to work. So we scraped
up $500 and giro it to him, and he"—
At this moment -a clerk laid the
farmer's draft on my desk, and the
first chapter of his story was finished,
for he began to count over his soiled
and torn bills, now and again wetting
his thumb on his lip as lie turned them
up. Then, leaving th«n to me and
carefully folding his draft, Ire put it in
his wallet, crammed the wallet down
into the bottom of his pocket and with
a "Goodby, Mr. Cashier," left the bank.
The second chapter of the story is
very short There is b&rdl mp ugh in
it to make a chapter, bilt uot is a
good deal beneath the few words re
quired to tell it A gill Of eighteen
came to the bank, laid down^24, near
ly all in silver coin, and jtaked for a
draft to cover the amount
"To whom will you have It made
payable?" I asked.
"Tom Williams," in a soft Voice, al
most a whisper.
I ordered the draft made otJt, and
the girl stood waiting. Unlike the
farmer, she didn't tell all I would have
liked to know, so I asked:
"Is Tom Williams your brother?"
"No," she replied, looking down cm
the floor.
I had not liked the indications as to
Tom's character *s they appeared in
his father's account of him, alid now
that money was going to trim from his
sweetheart I began to despise hijn. I
handed the girl the draft and had a
good opportunity to Study her, for she
never once looked tip kt trie. She went
out with It hugged tip against her
heart, as though she loved K because
she had saved It for Twhi.
My next visitor ia behalf of Tom
was his mother. She stood by my
desk emptying on it from a carpetbag
a lot of bills and silver and copper
coins. Not knowlbg Who She was, I
asked what 1 should do With the mon
ey, and She Mid, "Befld it to I^m."
By this time I was net likely to forget
Tom and asked if she wished a draft
for Thomag Williams. She said She
did. I turned her funds over to a
clerk to count, and he reported that
they amounted to $643.47. I ordered
the draft to be made out placed a
chair before the old lady and said,
with a view to my enlightenment:
"Mr. Williams pretty busy nowa
days?"
"No, pa alri't busy. He's dick. I wish
we had our boy here to help as. He's
out in Colorado pens pec till'. He Bays
he's struck a mine or a-goixi' to strike
a mine or somepln and wants some
money for grtibstakin' or somepln like
that We're sen din' trim all We kin
jest now, bat hope to send him seme
j more blme by. We had some money
| saved up for old age, but we've been
\ a-drawln' on It for Tom, and thla to
all there Is left"
When she went out with her draft
11 found myself boiling with indlgna
I tloh at this worthless scamp who was
' sucking the llfeblood out of his old
father and mother—even his sweet
heart.
There was a visit from the sweet
heart after this to ask for a draft of
$18.50, which convinced me that Tom
had accepted the last amount she had
sent him. Then one day the old farm
er came In pale and trembling, evident
ly Just out of a sickbed, with the check
of a mortgage company for $1,000. He
asked for a draft In exchange for It
payable to this vampire of a son. We
bankers make it a rule tf mind our
own business, but I had reached a
point where I could no longer refrain
from warning this poor old man.
"So you have mortgaged your farm
to send money to your son?" I said.
"Yes; Tom's In powerful need of
money. The mine he thought was go
In' to turn out so fine petered out He
says It closed up as he went down In
stead of openln'."
"Anil you lost all the money you sent
him for the development?"
"Yes, we lost It" replied the old man,
with a tremulous voice.
"Aren't yon afraid you'll lose thto
too?"
"I dunno. Tom'« got another mine.
He says he's sure o' thk."
"Of course It's no business of mint,
but I don't like to see you, an old man,
mortgaging your farm to send money
to a son who should be giving yoa
money Instead of you giving it to him.
Suppose you can't pay the interest on
the mortgage when it Is due. You Will
lose your farm."
The old man stood wiping his fae»
with a bandanna handkerchief, the pic
ture of mlserj-.
"I know what yer mean," he said,
"but ma she won't keep back any
thing the boy wants. She never did.
I always told her she'd spoil him"
"I'm afraid she has spoiled him. Yon
should know that your son is not wast
ing your money at gambling or some
thing like that and telling you that he's
on the verge of making a fortune tn a
mine before risking any more money
on him"
"That's what I tell ma."
At this moment the draft was laid
before me, but Instead of banding It
to him I aaid:
"Hadn't you better think this over?"
He stood, his eyes fixed on vacancy,
slowly swaying or tottering, and I
knew there was a great contest going
on in his mind. His love for his boy
conquered.
"I'm 'bilged to you, Mr. Cashier, and
mebbe you're right but I alius believ
ed in my Tom, and I can't go back <®
him now."
I handed him the draft and he scuf
fled slowly out of the bank.
The old man must have borrowed all
he could on his farm, considering the
transaction as a sale, for he failed to
pay the first Interest that fell due on
the mortgage. I knew this, because I
saw in a newspaper a legal notice of
foreclosure proceedings on his farm.
"Well," I sighed, laying down the
paper, "the old man has given his
home to his reprobate son. He has
nothing more to give. I shall not suf
fer again at seeing him come into the
bank to do what I can't prevent his
doing."
On the street the same day I met
the young girl who I was sure was
Tom's sweetheart I stopped her and
asked:
"Is Farmer Williams turned out or
bouse and home?"
"Not yet, sir."
"But he will be?"
'1 suppose so."
"Has his son sent him anything to
help him?"
"No, sir. He wrote to say that he
was awful sorry to see the farm go,
but he could not help it."
"H'm! Do you think a son who Will
treat his father and mother like that
would treat a wife any better?"
Tears came into her eyes. I was
ashamed at giving her this useless
pain. I walked on.
About a month after this a strapping
young fellow with a fine, manly face
came into the bank and said he wished
to open an account. I assented, and
he made a deposit of $49,506.
"Will you please leave yoor signa
ture in this book?" 1 said. He took
up a pen and wrote:
"Thomas Williams."
"You Tom Williams?" I exclaimed.
"Yes. What do you know about me?"
"Son 0t Farmer Williams 7"
"Ytm."
"Sold your mine?"
"Yea; I've sold a mine in Colorado,
or two-thirds of it This money I'm
leaving with you is the first cash pay
ment There are two others of $50;
000 each."
"Has your father's farm gone to the
mortgagee?"
"No; I'm In time for that I was
afraid I wouldn't be, though. Any
way, I'd have bought It back. If It
hadii't been for the money father sent
me I couldn't have carried the deal
through. I expected the farm to go
for the mine."
"And the young girl to whom we
gave drafts payable to your order?"
He colored and said: "It's in with
the rest, but she and I'll be one any
way. I shall transfer two-thirds of
this deposit to father. I took him and
mother in for thirds."
I went to see the old farmer and his
wife and found them Jdbilant "I
told you I had confidence in my
boy," the farmer said "He was al
ways straight."
I attended Tom Williams' wedding
and kissed the bride. I couldn't help It
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