A Weird Story.

Waipawa Mail, Volume XIV, Issue 2713, 26 January 1892, Page 3

A Weird Story.

A Melbourne paper tells a weird story the adveutures of one of the depositors the fallen Metropolitan Bank. Ho had ard rumors of the approaching collapse, d fled in terror to the city to withdraw

his deposit of £3OO. The teller met him with an affable smile, and paid him in the bank’s own notes —if he had asked for gold the establishment would have closed there and then—and he went on his way rejoicing. He had got about two miles on the road home when the horrible thought occurred to him that if the Metropolitan buret the Metropolitan notes were just as valuable as brown wrapping paper. There was no time to get back before closing time, so he rushed into the nearest branch bank and tried to open an account with the alleged assets. But the branch declined them, and he was left standing dismally in the street with £3OO worth of valueless notes in his prlsied hand. Then he started to get rid of them systematically. He plodded round from one shop to another buying sixpenny worths of anything and everything, and taking 19s 6d change on each transaction. When he got loaded down he either hired a light porter to take the rubbish home or else threw them in the gutter. And finally, about midnight, he trotted home himself, worn to rags, dusty, almost speechless, and with the soles wa'ked off his boots, but triumphantly humping £292 10s of small change in a hired barrow. Next day the tank closed up.