Jasper County Democrat, Volume 13, Number 90, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 25 February 1911 — Page 7

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Calderwood’s Successor

Story of a Mystery and ♦ Its Shrewd Solution X

By HOWARD FIELDING

John Girard was an inventor, well known to the patent office and to many good men in his own hue of work, poor men for the most part who toiled upon metaL Besides the good <o«l poor met abOVe referred to as acquainted with John Girard tnere was a certain Joseph Weyburn w&j was nek he.- poor nor good. Most of Girard's inventions were in the line of minor improvements in metal working, and some of ihem could not be protected by patent and others were neglected until too Late. There was only One which was of conspicuous pecuniary value, and Joseph Weyburn stole it. The theft was not easy, even for a shrewd and experienced rascal such as Weyburn. who could command the best legal advice in a matter of this kind. There were loose ends <hmgling from this piece of dishonesty; there were documents which remained in Girard's hands despite the elaborate trickery by which they were to have been taken from him. These documents formed the basis of a series of lawsuits which dragged through more thaw ten years and dually resulted in a victory for Girard in the United Slates supreme court. J , Damages by th!< time had grown to a round; million dollars, but of course the supreme court decision did not mean that the gigantic corporation of winch Weyburn was the central figure most immediately pay Girard the money. It meant that the chief point of law was in his favor and that he could probably get his money in a year or two by suitable proceedings in the lower courts, and yet the decision was so trenchant in its terms that Weyburn and his associates knew that they were beaten and were willing to •ettle. ■

Alfred Calderwood was the lawyer who had represented Girard throughout this litigation. He was upward of seventy and very feeble. “I began to despair of seeing this day," he said to Girard, “and I fear that what remains to do must pass to other hands. /It was chiefly for this reason that I recently took some young blood into the oid workshop.” and he waved a thin hand toward Melvin Gehring at the end of the long table littered with law books. From the other end of it John Girard bowed gravely to Mr. Gehring. An oblong box of thin steel lay on the table. Girard drew it toward him. Locked it an*! thrust it under his arm as he rose. Calderwond extended his hand and held Girard" s in a friendly grasp. “1 am near the end of the journey," he said, “and whenever I 'part from a good man who has held my respect and affection I pause upon it a moment, for we may not meet again. The old order change th." V Girard was deeply moved.

When he returned to the office of John Girard A Son. makers of inventors' models in metal, it was 5 o'clock. Edgar Girard, the son. had gone to their home in the suburbs. The office was deserted.

John Girard rat down before the safe and opened it. He pot away the steel box and leaned back in the chair, but

“DON’T TRUST ANYBODY BUT ME."

did not rise. Darkness fell; the last of the workmen were gone from the shops. Still Girard sat to the chair. ' Lawyer Calderwood remained at home next day. Indeed, he did not leave Us bed. In the last port of the afternoofe he was informed that Edgar Girard desired, to see him. and presently the young man was ushered into the

“You need not fear to speak," said Calderwood kindly. “I have been informed of your father's sudden death, ft was a great shock to me. Who could have imagined that he would precede me? Well, here I am still and quite at your service, my dear boy. I think you have some serious question to oak. State it straight out.” “The steel box to which my father carried the documents to his suit against Mr. Weyburn cannot be found," said the young man. “It Is not to the safe. What ought Ito do?” '

, “You must find tt.” said the lawyer. “Those documents are essential. Do •at let tt be tarn that they are missies- Bfre job consulted Mr. GehrlngY'

"He is oat of town." “ ' ;; “True. I had forgotten. I mfist advise. though." he added, with a simile. He proceeded to outline the course which Edgar should pnfcsne, and upon this advice the young man acted to the ' J best of his ability during the next twos days while Mr. Gehring was still absent from the city, but he failed in both branches of his endeavor. He did not find the steel box, and fee did not succeed in concealing the fact of its loss. A reporter got wind of it, and the story of the missing documents was published, Girard read this article on his way to business next morning, and despair took hold upon him. At the earliest possible moment he went to Cialderwood’s bouse, only to learn that the old lawyer passed away.

In the published story of the loss of the documents the facts about John Girard’s death were accurately stated. He had died from a rupture of a blood vessel in the brain. His body was discovered by his son, who had returned to the office about 10 in the evening. John Girard had died or at least fallen into complete unconsciousness about 5 o’clock. There were workmen in the shop for an hour longer.

The reporter who had visited Edgar Girard came to him again on the day of Calderwood's death and questioned him closely about the possibility that a machinist from the shop had stolen the precious papers. Edgar summoned all the men from the shop.

“This gentleman.” said Girard, indicating the reporter. ”has come to me in the line of his duty to investigate a rumor that my father's documents in the suit against Weyburn were taken from the safe by some one from the shop who happened to come in here after my father’s seizure while he sat helpless or dead in that chair. I know how John Girard would have looked upon such a suspicion, and I feel just the same way myself.

The reporter was a tactful fellow, and he managed to extract considerable information from this assemblage withont giving. offense. He learned that the men who had remained latest on the day of John Girard’s death were the very pick of the flock and that the last to leave was the master workman and natural king of them all, a veteran of his craft. Tom Stevenson by name.

The men were dismissed. The reporter departed. Girard was alone, and his meditations were not cheerful. Presently there appeared once more upon the scene the giant form and the face of weathered granite appertaining to old Tom Stevenson. He said that he had been appointed a sort of committee of one to express the sympathy of the men and their appreciation of Mr. Girard’s confidence and also to make a suggestion. “When you come back, sir,” said he, observing that Girard wore his hat and had closed his desk, “I’d like to spend perhaps an hour or so with that safe.” “Don’t wait for me,” answered Girard. “Go right ahead. \ But if you’re looking for secret compartments you won’t find them.” } He was gone about half an hour. When he returned Tom Stevenson sat rigid in the chair where John Girard had died, and npon bis knees there lay an oblong box of thin, high tempered steel. The blood rushed into Girard’s face and sang in his ears at that sight. Stevenson pointed to the open safe. There had been a bit of carpet on the bottom of the compartment nnder the private drawers. This was now removed, and Girard saw a rectilinear cavity into which the steel box fitted with exactitude when so placed. A concealed spring held it, and the top of the box looked precisely lik;e the natural floor of the safe.

"Have you your father’s keys?” asked Stevenson.

They were instantly produced. "Stevenson picked the right key at a glance and opened the box. It contained a few letters bearing upon the suit, but not of vital importance, and a thin notebook in which was a quaintly concise record of the ten years’ litigation, with a tabulation of all expenses. The Weyburn contract and the other essential documents were not there.

This was the real disappointment. The original failure to find the papers had been a *. n3e compared with it. Tlie the' cd now proved, and the evidence : it had been committed by one o' t b workmen was enormously siren thebe ’. Only a mechanic of exceptional training conld have found the steel or the spring that released it or any means of opening its lock.-'.. : t' : ' ; v

“This is bad. very bad. sir," said old Tom Steven-on. “I mast take some action for the good name of the men." He laid the box on Girard’s desk and wpnt heavily out into the shop, bat he said nothing to any one. He merely resumed his work.

Girard, after some restless pacing of the floor, betook himself to the telephone, by which means he learned that Mr. Gehring had returned to town. To him. therefore, he went. “Yon are looking at this matter with yoor father's eyes,” said the young lawyer, “and yonr father was of the older generation. Now. I’m essentially modern and a bit of a cynic. The world has changed, at least in this part of it. Temptation is no longer specific; it is general. Virtue is not so much weakened in the indiridnal as in the community. “Xow as to this case. The men in yonr shop are a picked lot. I’ll admit, and perhaps there wasn’t a rogue among them ten years ago. But they are human. They have ears and eyes. They know the value of money as men didn't know it in your father’s time, and I beg to remind you, Mr. Girard, that this Is a matter of a fortune. If Mr. Weybum buys these documents under a million dollar* he saves the difference. Will hr pay half a mi!

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lion as readily as you'll pay a penny for a newspaper?” “I don't quite understand your drift, Mr. Gehring,” said Girard. “What do you advise?” “Your friend, Tom Stevenson, found that box while you were out,” said Gehring. "Would he have found it If you had been there? Did he open it first in your presence or before you came? A couple of good detectives may be able to find out for you. I will give you the card of a reliable agency.” Girard took the card and stared gloomily at the names which It bore.

“I’d rather trust Tom Stevenson than these fellows,” he said. “Don’t trust anybody,” laughed the lawyer, “except me.” On the second morning thereafter Tom Stevenson came to Girard in his office with a request for the day off. He thought that he might be able to do something in the matter of the missing papers. “The day is yours,” said Girard. Stevenson went first in quest of legal advice. Girard had spoken to him of Gehring as a man who knew more than was good for him of the crookedness of this generation, and the veteran mechanic had been much impressed. To Gehring. therefore, he presented himself, greatly to the lawyer’s surprise. “Sir.” said he, “I want your advice upon this point: Would a man possessed of these documents negotiate with Mr. Weyburn direct or with Mr. Weyburn’s lawyer?” “With the lawyer, of course,” said Gehring. “If he went to Weyburn he'd merely be referred to the lawyer, so he might as well go there first.” Stevenson seemed disappointed. “I happened to learn,” said hie, “that

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Mr. Weyhurn, who has been out of town for some time, will return today, and I thought I’d Just bang around - — l ~■ ii , 1 ' p ■

the door of the Broad street building and see if anybody I knew went to." “You might try that on at the lawyer’s office,” said Gehring and gave the address. “It's not a bad idea.”

It is true that Mr. Weyburn’s offices are in the Broad street building, but those who desire to see him on very private business do not appear on Broad street. They enter the building by a court at the rear and Ascend to a corridor, from which a well guarded door opens into Weyburn’s den of mysteries. It was by this route that Melvin Gehring approached the spot about an hour after his Interview with Stevenson. A workman to a blue blouse was fixing a steam jadiator as Gehring passed along the corridor, and, greatly to the lawyer’s surprise, this fellow extended an arm that closed upon Gehring like the coil of a python. The lawyer tried to cry out, but there was pressure on bis windpipe. He tried to draw a revolver which he had thought best to carry in view of Weybnrn’s fearsome reputation, but the weapon was wrenched from his hand. His strength l>egan to fall and a mist to whirl in his brain. There was an interval, and then be found himself sitting on the floor with his back against the wail not much the worse for the encounter and for an instant glad to be alive. , Full consciousness came to him. with a rush. He thrust a hand toward the breast pocket of his '-oat, and the pocket was inside out. He got to his feet and staggered down the corridor, choking with rage. Not many minutes later old Tom Stevenson entered the office of John Girard’s sou and laid some papers upon Edgar’s desk. They were the missing documents.

“If these i»ajier> were not in that box when I found it,” said Stevenson, “they were not there when yonr father pot It away. As he came direct from his lawyer’s, the p ipers must be there. As Mr. Calderwood did not know of their presence, they, must have been taken by trickery. As he and yonr father and Mr. Gehring were alone with tin*** documents, Mr. Gehring mast have taken them. « “I went to him this morning and asked him with whom a thief would deal. He said with Mr. Wey burn’s lawyer. If he had said with Mr. Weyburn I should have gone to the lawyer’s, for It was a certainty that the man would lie. - “I waited for the scoundrel and caught him. I did not know that he would have the papers, but I thought It probable, because when I was at his office I noticed that there was a revolver In bts pocket He would not need a weapon unifes* he intended to exhibit the papehs. “I congratulate yon, Mr. Girard, and r- ' V ■ '

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I am gh»d to have done this little service for yonr father’s son. I hope you Intend to co:.tluue *.he business here, air.” ■ - * : “I Intend that you shall continue It,” said Girard. “You're a better man than I am, a tetter successor of my father. I give It to you.” 4

No Happy Medium.

“A. very young person doesn’t care what any one thinks of him.” “Yes; I hare noticed that.” “And. today I beard an elderly lady aay that she had got so old that she doesn’t care what people think of her.” v , The Only Objection. “I always take things as they come.” ”1 would do tha.t too. if I could.” \ “If you could?” f „ “Why can’t you T “The things I want never come.”