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Updated: May 8, 2025
Here was a stirring situation. There could be no mistake. Despite a false moustache and a pair of dark eyeglasses, Andy had recognized the defaulting cashier of the disbanded circus. Beyond dispute he had recognized the welcoming tones above as belonging to his aunt, Miss Lavinia Talcott. "It's like dreaming," mused Andy. "All this happening together, and here in New York City!
Once or twice the terrible upheaval of human emotions that his investigations had loosed had almost caused a ripple in his official calm. He had seen bank men kneel and plead and cry like women for a chance an hour's time the overlooking of a single error. One cashier had shot himself at his desk before him. None of them had taken it with the dignity and coolness of this stern old Westerner.
You see she'd taken such comfort in thinking how grateful he was, that she hadn't minded what she'd given up herself, but after that, things was different. She went back to the city in less than a year. I think she's a cashier in some restaurant. She couldn't get her old place in the glove store." Young Mrs. Thompson had a bright idea.
"That fairly takes me off my feet!" cried the Philosopher. I groped hurriedly for a compliment which would match the equivocal fervour of this, but I could not equal it. "How much you must enjoy singing together," I said, "when the babies are awake," and felt annoyed that I could have said it, for I could really not imagine the two voices together. Azalea glowed. The Cashier grinned.
Wright almost a moment to recover his usual calm dignity and make answer: "Five thousand in cash, and there are negotiable notes amounting to upward of forty thousand more." "Are you sure of that?" queried Kendale, his excitement growing keener; "how do you know?" "You placed bills in my hands a few moments since which necessitated conferring with Mr. Conway, the cashier, about meeting them."
Her groans and her cries of distress exasperated the other creditors. That the cashier of the Mutual Credit should have embezzled millions, they could well understand, they said. But that he could have robbed this poor woman of her five hundred francs, nothing more low, more cowardly, and more vile could be imagined; and the law had no chastisement severe enough for such a crime.
Haven't you seen in the papers the case of Vincent Favoral, cashier of the Mutual Credit?" And, taking a paper from his pocket, he handed it to the young woman, saying, "Read." But she pushed it back, not without a slight blush. "Oh, I believe you!" she said. The fact is, and Marius understood it, she did not read very fluently.
How would it be if every cashier of every bank were converted by the process of nationalisation from the kindly, businesslike human being as we know him into the kind of person who ministers to our wants behind the counters of the Post Office?
Knowing a little French, I was once appointed cashier and paymaster for the party, but I did not know enough of the language to feel quite at home when large figures were the subject of discussion, and I remember that the result was an awkward incident at Bordeaux on the return journey.
"No, to take some away," said Carter, handing him his six thousand. Without apparently looking at it, Burbank passed it to his cashier. "King Pepper, twelve to six thousand," he called. When King Pepper won, and Carter moved around the ring with eighteen thousand dollars in thousand and five hundred dollar bills in his fist, he found himself beset by a crowd of curious, eager "pikers."
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