CONCLUSION.
Ezra Winter was sitting in his office in the Sears Building in Boston.
All his plans had been perfected, and he was prepared to reap the fruit
of his rascality.
He had gathered in between six and seven thousand dollars, and on this
he calculated that he could enjoy himself abroad for a considerable
time. Only two days more and he would sail.
While he was indulging in pleasant reflections, there was a knock at
his office door.
“Come in!” he cried.
The door opened, and Jacob Winter entered, followed by Ben.
Ezra Winter frowned, for his uncle was the last man he wished to see.
But he reflected that he was a simple old fellow, of whom he would
easily rid himself.
“Uncle Jacob!” he said. “What brings you to town?”
“I want my money,” replied the old man piteously, “I want the money you
took from me.”
“Really, Uncle Jacob, I don’t understand you. Your money is well
invested, and perfectly safe.”
“I want it now.”
“Very good! I will sell out the stock for you, but you will have to
wait till Monday--the usual day for selling mining stock.”
“That won’t do, Ezry. You are goin’ to Europe on Saturday, and mean to
take all my money!”
“Who says this?” asked Ezra in great surprise, for he did not know that
his plan had leaked out.
“I say it,” said Ben.
“You--a mere boy! What do you know of me and my plans?”
“I was a passenger on the Fall River boat Tuesday night, Mr. Ezra
Winter, and I overheard you detailing your plans to a friend. You
proposed to carry off the money of your uncle and other customers and
leave them out in the cold.”
“That’s a lie!” said Ezra hoarsely, but he was frightened.
“It was not a lie.”
“I am not going to Europe on Saturday!”
“No, you are not, for we shall prevent you,” said Ben firmly.
“You, a half-grown boy!” rejoined Ezra contemptuously.
“No matter what I am. Your uncle wants his money, and must have it.”
Ezra leaned back in his chair and looked at his visitors with an
impudent smile.
“Well, he can’t have it.”
Ben went to the door and exchanged a word with some one.
Mr. Bentham, the lawyer, entered followed by a policeman.
“Mr. Winter,” said Bentham, “I hold a warrant for your arrest on
account of intended fraud. I may or may not have it served, but my
client here, your uncle, must have his money, or you go from here to
the station-house.”
At last Ezra was conquered. He was a coward at heart and he dreaded the
law.
“Perhaps we can arrange this matter, gentlemen,” he said.
In half an hour Jacob Winter left the office with two thousand, five
hundred dollars. Mr. Bentham recommended him to accept it as the best
settlement possible.
Ezra breathed a sigh of relief. He would still have four thousand
dollars of his dishonest accumulations.
But he reckoned without his host.
As the party were leaving the office one of Ezra’s customers saw them
and his suspicions were excited. He made some inquiries and it led to
his obtaining an order of arrest, so that Ezra, instead of sailing for
Europe on Saturday, passed that day in a police station.
He managed to escape trial and conviction by agreeing to surrender his
ill-gotten gains, and then disappeared from the scene. He is understood
to be in Montreal, but his days of prosperity are gone by.
Jacob Winter went back to Wrayburn, but his system had received a
shock, and in about a year he died. His property went to relatives,
his wife at Ben’s request declining to accept anything beyond the two
thousand dollars which she had when she married him.
Ben went back to New York, and after a year spent in study accepted a
position in a large commercial house, in which he may some time own an
interest.
Mr. Sylvanus Snodgrass is still electrifying the readers of the _Weekly
Bugle_ by his startling romances. Mr. Cornelius Clyde, the poet, still
sticks to his business as a barber, as he finds that his poetry brings
him fame, but not money. Gloriana Podd’s name still appears in the
Poet’s Corner of weekly papers and magazines.
Ben, remembering his friends, has obtained a good position for Albert
Graham, and his cousin Adelbert frequently visits him.
Last year Ben went to England and visited his friend, Cyril Bentley,
at Bentley Hall. But he is a true American, and much as he may like
individual Englishmen he will never become an Anglicized American.
He keeps up the most friendly relations with Frank Mordaunt, who is now
a student at Columbia College, having a natural taste for study. So the
future looks bright for him, and those who have read his story will
agree that he really deserves his prosperity.
THE END.
Transcriber’s Note:
The cover image has been created by the transcriber and placed in the
public domain.
Punctuation has been standardised. Spelling and hyphenation have been
retained as they appear in the original publication except as follows:
Page iii
BEN MAKES HIS DEBUT _changed to_
BEN MAKES HIS DÉBUT
Page iv
UNWELCOME HOME _changed to_
UNWELCOME NEWS
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he counted “Ninty-six, ninety-seven _changed to_
he counted “Ninety-six, ninety-seven
Page 23
with the energy of depair _changed to_
with the energy of despair
Page 24
the preseace of the boys _changed to_
the presence of the boys
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folks will be suprised when _changed to_
folks will be su’prised when
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wouldn’t be suprised if you knew _changed to_
wouldn’t be su’prised if you knew
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pass over the spondulicks _changed to_
Pass over the spondulicks
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Ain’t you workin now _changed to_
Ain’t you workin’ now
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‘conquering a peace,’” he he reflected _changed to_
‘conquering a peace,’” he reflected
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“You don’t say!” ejeculated Tom _changed to_
“You don’t say!” ejaculated Tom
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she is an honest Sweedish girl _changed to_
she is an honest Swedish girl
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came up and said hurridly _changed to_
came up and said hurriedly
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and handed him his paper _changed to_
and handed him his papers
disposing of a least a part _changed to_
disposing of at least a part
Page 183
turned into East Fifty-Seventh Street _changed to_
turned into East Fifty-seventh Street
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Here is a ten-doldar bill _changed to_
Here is a ten-dollar bill
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Syvanus turned, and at the sight _changed to_
Sylvanus turned, and at the sight
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Give me you address, Frank _changed to_
Give me your address, Frank
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Don t forgot, Frank, that I am a poor boy _changed to_
Don’t forget, Frank, that I am a poor boy
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much suprised when I tell _changed to_
much su’prised when I tell
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I I shall be glad to _changed to_
I shall be glad to
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That paper says immensely _changed to_
That paper pays immensely
Page 288
There is no doubt about it, Ben _changed to_
There is no doubt about it, Frank
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considerable longer time without seeing _changed to_
considerably longer time without seeing
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passenger with a famiiar face _changed to_
passenger with a familiar face
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Ben went went to England _changed to_
Ben went to England