I'll tell you what I will do, friend Barclay.
While I am not prepared to recommend any particular investment, I will take the money and give you my note for it, agreeing to pay six per cent.interest.

Of course I shall invest it in some way, and I may gain or I may lose, but even if I do lose you will be safe, for you will have my note, and will receive interest semi-annually." The proposal struck Mr.Barclay quite favorably.
"I suppose I can have the money when I want it again ?" he inquired.
"Oh, certainly! I may require a month's notice to realize on securities; but if I have the money in bank I won't even ask that." "Then take the money, squire, and give me the note." So, in less than five minutes, the money found its way into Squire Davenport's strong box, and Mr.Barclay left the squire's presence well satisfied with his note of hand in place of his roll of greenbacks.
Nearly two years passed.

Interest was paid punctually three times, and another payment was all but due when the unfortunate creditor died in Chicago.

Then it was that a terrible temptation assailed Squire Davenport.

No one knew of the trust his neighbor had reposed in him--not even his wife.