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'40 NOTHER mflUcarrler's been frozen to death, boys." "Yes? That's bad luck! "Why. St -was only three weeks ago that Ben Downing lost his toes." This Is the kind of talk tho traveler T the time Herbert Ronshaw, Esq., i announced himself a candidate for the office of Mayor of Cornville there were three bad men in the munici pality who traveled and transacted busi ness under the names of "Frltzie" 'Gannes, "Soapy" Wadlow and "Frenchy" rliatane. In the class beneath Ruderick i McKIowd they were the greatest and most envied Under World celebrities living in ithe community. "Frltzie" was a gamester Xrom London, "Scapy" was a "tool", from "Frisco, and "Frenchy" was a "stall" .'from Quebec These three bad men detested "posse." ;In tho event of Renshaw's election as .Mayor tho three believed that Cornvillo would assume a pose of rectitude -which 'would hurt their business. Therefore, whea Renshaw's nomination was an nounced they took counsel with them eelves and with Ruderick for the defeat jof Renshaw. Ruderick did not give ad vlce unless ho felt like It, and for the tinost part he did not feel like it. He (looked upon "chewing the rag" as a van I Ity, useless before a man has done his job '.and ruinous afterward. Ho was by tem perament a "single-handed" specialist: jwhat ho had to do professionally he liked to do alone, and no questions asked and i no tales told. There were times, however, Jwhon Ruderick saw points for his own hand In general discussion, and "Frltzie," i "Soapy" and "Frenchy" dropped in upon j-hlm at a time when he was meditating the Great Idea. "Frltzie" was the spokesman, ;and he gavo Ruderick conclusive argu irnents why Herbert Renshaw, Esq., should not be elected Mayor of Cornville. "If he's elected." "Frltzie" explained, "we'll all have to mooch, and the guns that ain't known here '11 come to town an' rip It open an' get all the plunder. That happens every time a Reform Ad ministration trjes to run the police of a town, an' I tell you straight, Ruderick, I'm gettln sick of it. I've got' my stake in Barwood, an I think we ought to elect him. Who you goin' to work for, Rud erick? Barwood or Renshaw?" Tho Great Idea has already found lodg ment la Ruderlck's mind previous to the visit of the trio. Had they called in on him a few days earlier they would in all probability have found him amenable to their suggestions, but they postponed their visit too long. At the time of their call on him he had decided to throw his in fluence on the side of the reformers. "There's Reform Administration, an' there's Reform Administrations," he re marked in reply to "Fritzie's" query. "You say Barwood's crooked, an' that's Just what I got agin him. He's too damn crooked. He's squeezed us blokes right an left an' put the dough in his own pocket. He won't live an let live, that Barwood won't. That kind o' bloke I like to do, an I'm goln to do him this election. He's the meanest grafter In this burg, an' you ltnow it an' I know It What you blokes don't know is that Renshaw push is iroln to bo easy to work. I got a hcad- hears In the trappers' huts and "rest houses" on the frozen Yukon River and the Behring coast up to Nome. Along 2000 miles of this rugged, ice-bound region the United States Government has estab lished the loneliest and most dangerous pleco on me. I have. Renshaw an his gang don't know you an' me, from any other four stiffs in town. He'll change the whole force, thinkin' they're all crooked, and them that's turned out'll keep us under cover out o spite. Things are bound to go that way, an' then- we get our graft In an there ain't no Bar wood around to squeeze- tho profits out of us. SeeT!' Wadlow, Gannes nnd Latane were simple-minded men who went about - their business with a Homeric directness. They neither read the public prints which fav ored the candidacy of Herbert Renshaw nor urged among their acquaintances such reasons as they themselves had thought of why it was to the interest of the Under World that Mayor Barwood should not be re-elected. They simply got them selves constituted the official guardians of the ballot box and judges of the elec tion in a single ward. They had been Judges of election the first time Mayor Barwood had been a candidate for the office he held, and had found the control of the Nineteenth Ward sufficient. The election day came and went. Tho judges of election sat about the stove in the polling booth behind locked doors and smoked- Henry Clay p'erfectos and drank whisky and club soda, and received re ports from time to time. They sat a long time. They made no effort to count the votes; they took turns sleeping, the sentinels keeping themselves and" ea'ch other awake at an endless game of 25- cent ante, 510 limit. There was a dispute in the Thirteenth Ward, which lasted all tho night-following the close of the poljs and tho next day and- the night after that. There was understood to be a dis pute In the Nineteenth Ward also in re gard to the admissibility of certain votes. At 7 o'plock on the second morning of tho 25-cent ante a message arrived that tho dispute in the Thirteenth was settled. Barwood needed a majority of 500 in tho Nineteenth to elect him, and as the count stood he had a majority of but 200 odd. The faces of - the four men about the card table .were gray and sticky with fatigue, but a glance of understanding passed round as each man turned his hand for ward to make his last bet. "There's nothin like an honest count, blokes, is there?" remarked Ruderick, with a yawn. When Mayor Ttenshay came into his kingdom he governed it so as to save his own soul. He had sworn to execute tho law, and it was no part of his reading of the rules of duty that a man should get himself damned out of a consideration for other people. Mayor Renshaw closed the dance halls. He closed the gambling hells also, which is to say he scattered gamb ling broadcast throughout the town. Before his accession to office there had been a lllmted number of more or less recognized and responsible spots in the town where a man who was determined to lose money might do so without great risk of violence or fraud; after his acces sion to office a man never knew whether THE- GREAT IDEA THE StmDAY OREGOjStIAN, PORTLAjm mail route in the -world. The mailcar rlers travel on foot'over 1G00 miles of this route, and one stretch of nearly S00 miles through a desolate, uninhabited country has to be covered by a single postman. Prospectors hunting for gold in the wild he was "up against" mithematlcs or, against the game which is called the "sure thing"; therefore, since the charm of adventure was a new and strange one in Cornville every one who gambled at all gambled more and oftener In Mayor Renshaw's reign tnan before. Drinking places he did not close, because he could not, though he limited them strictly to the terms of their licenses; wherefore willful men drank by the bottle after hours instead of by the glass. But his great achievement was the creation of a police force that did not know how to wink. The inability of Edwin Cowles, Esq., to wink, glorified all his remaining Inabilities in Mayor Renshaw's eyes, who begged him to sacrifice himself on the altar of chic duty by accepting an appointment as Chief of Police. Mayor Renshaw said that neither he nor his subordinates should take tithes from the harvest of sin and ehame, and Edwin Cowles sacrificed him self. Both played their destined part In the realization of the Great Idea. ' Then was the City of Cornville delivered into the hands of the three bad .men, who opened It as their oyster, and 'that wag their destined part in the realization of the Great Idea. "Frltzie" Gannes, with his "sure-thing" enterprises, reaped a har vest which he bad never supposed Corn ville could produce. He learned that . a town Is never so gullible as when rerorm attempts, to tell It. that it "shan't." "Soapy" Wadlow and "Frenchy" Latane made similar agreeable discoveries. The new police force could no more tell when a pocked was being picked; they couldn't even tell when one had been picked, un less they found the "weeded leather" on the ground, and "Soapy" and "Frenchy" dipped deep with impunity. It is also to be remarked that they were not called on to pay a percentage of their winnings- to the "wise." Indeed, the three we're so pleased with their success that they de termined to combine interests, and make a "run" on Richard -Englar's bank. It was decided that the easiest way to achieve the "run" was to approach the building through a subterranean passage, and the three started to dig a tunnel. When affairs were in this posture and the tunnel nearly complete, Ruderick Mc lOowd stepped one day off a train which had brought him out of the beyond. The Great Idea had taken him away from Cornville soon after Herbert Renshaw was elected Mayor, and It was the Great Idea that brought him back. He went straight from the train to the 'Front Of fice. T should like to see the Chief," he said. The Chief granted the desired Interview. "Mr. Cowles." Ruderick began. "I have ) been given to understand that you are looking for a new man for your detec tive fore?. I have had considerable ex perience in the detective business, and I should like to.be your new man. if you're satisfied with my credentials. Do you care to look at them?" The Reform Administration "allowed"" est parts of the Tukon Territory get their letters from home at a terrible cost of human life and suffering. The Yukon mailcarrler must travel with his dog sledge along a river piled up with blocks of Ice like the boulders on a hillside. He does not have a level sur face on which to skim along like a skater. His dogs and he must make their way over masses of Jagged ice, and struggle through deep snowdrifts which threaten to blot them out from human sight and' memory- The Mnllman'H Dnlly Peril. Every morning, when he starts out, the mailcarrler literally takes, his life in his hand. Running behind his sled, he cross es a spot where the ice is thin, and down he goes. He manages to get out, per haps, but the thermometer is probably down In the sixties below zero. His wet clothes Immediately freeze. He may get off with a loss of a few toes by freezing: or he is not heard of until the ice goes out and the river gives up Its dead. When the mailcarrler arises In the morn ing, after sleeping at the "rest-house," he finds that -every one of his joints Is stiffened by his violent exertions and long exposure to the intense cold. Prob ably no trail is to be seen. There has been a snow storm during the njght, or a wind storm which has drifted the snow. The Yukon la several miles wide In places, and on these occasions the surface Is so broken by hillocks of Ice and snowdrifts that its winding course cannot be dis tinguished, from the Jand. The carrier has to don his snowshoes and break a new trail for the dogs- over the trackless waste. Theodore Blum, a veteran at the busi ness, started to do this one morning. It was on the Yukon flats, just Inside the Arctic circle, where the river Is "nearly 15 miles wide. He carried a long fir pole j wltn him, his 'dog team following him. aiiu nc icii. iuv iwc (, i j threw down the pole and rested his weight on it. But even though his weight was thus cunning distributed. It did not al ways save him from a ducking. He broke through no fewer than six times in his endeavor to cross the river, and nar rowly escaped being frozen before he could reach one of the shelters. A 'StroRRle With Dentil. Ben Downing, the most famous of the mallcarrlers, a magnificent specimen of the pioneer, whose big frame has been touchened fighting Indians in Arizona and in the Dakotas. narrowly escaped death that it would like to see Ruderlck's cre dentials; "I see that you are certified to as be ing a very 'wise' man," remarked Mr. Cowles, after a hasty perusal of Ruder lck's papers. "I suppose that word 'wise is merely a technical term In police par lance." "That's what it is. Mr. Cowles." " "You have some acquaintance, have you, with the criminal classes? We very much need a man who understands the ways of thieves." "Of course, I don't set myself up as any thing extraordinary, Mr. Cowles, but you've got my record In those papers. I certainly ought to know something about the criminal classes." "Well, Mr. McKIowd, I'll take your name Into consideration and notify the au thorities that you have made application for the position. I will send you their decision tomorrow. Good afternoon, sir." "Good afternoon.. Mr. Cowles." Three days later there was astonish ment, bewilderment and profanity in the Under World. Ruderick McKIowd had been appointed chief of detectives in the town of Cornville, and the Under Wortd wandered what the appointment meant. Rudericjt McKIowd's office was besieged by guns, who desired to know what was what and what was "doing." Among the besiegers were three who had come by special summons". The three bad nen were invited into Ruderlck's private of fice, where, by judicious questioning, they were made to declare that they had noth ing whatever "on" and had not done any business in the town since the reform administration went Into power, and that they-had been "ditched" by Ruderick s idea, and were sick of the place and ready to quit. To all of this Ruderick listened with politeness. When they had finished his reply was exemplary and significant. "Blokes," he said, "I ain't much on chewln' the rag, but I'm more'n a little glad o' what you've told me, n' that you're sick o the town. I'm particular glad you're not mixed up In- that tunnel business under Englar's bank. The fellers that's done that has got to choke it off, see? I can't stand for it. Anythin else 't's been dono 'fore I gol here ain't any o' my business. For yourselves, my tip as an old pal, since you're sick o this town. Is to get shet of it by the next rattler. I guess you've made your pile here, anyhow, an it's time t you get your graft In elsewhere. If you sprint you can cath that 7:30 this evenln'. It ud give me a pain to see you here after S o'clock tonight. So long, blokes. Take care o yourselves." One evening six days and a fraction, to be accurate, after Ruderlck's historic warning to the three bad men Judge Bar wood was summoned from his bed by an importunate visitor, who made . himself agreeable by opening his business with Xhe. tender of a retaining fee. The fee was a bundle of fifty-dollar notes: the ! man was, in appearance, perhaps 60 years' JUjSE 21, 1903. A MalU Staff oinittSaeYAWPg'goTiii,?b at the close of last , season. It was Spring time, and the ' sun for an hour I before and afternoon softened the snow and made travel difficult, so most of his traveling was done in the night. He left his station at 1 o'clock In the morning, putting laced moccasins on the feet of his dogs to prevent the sharp ice crystals from cutting them. He had made 20 miles and was going along at a clipping pace, his hands on the bars of the sled, when he heard the Ice crack under his dogs. He halted them with a word and planted his feet rigidly to break the mo mentum of the sled. This sudden throw ing of his weight In one, place broke the Ice, and down he went. The sagacity which comes to tno aogs from dally going through such experiences enabled them to drag him onto the solid Ice. and away they went again, faster than before, because Ben had his feet wet and knew they were freezing. A few miles more and he knew they had already frozen. Then they began to bleed, and for ten miles the blood spurtea out ol me lace holes of his moccasins with every step, and left a red trail on the frozen snow. At inth h TMphed one of hl3 lonely stations. The first thing he did was to otrin ntr Mc Trot fiothpsr then he wranoed a blanket around his naked body and In a temperature of 62 degrees noiow zero hunted Up wood and made a fire. The following night he traveled nearly fifty miles until he reached Dawson City. Hw handed over his mall, went limping about his vmsinpss as if nothlntr had happened. and then went home and had a fever. He was in the hospital for two months, and had to have his toes amputated. Yet he is still In the same business, ana reauy en joys Its hazards. George Little, one of Downlng's car riers, was traveling through slush Ice ond ont hnrUv refit H flushed nn to reach the "bunkhouse," but ";ht overtook him. After collecting wood along the river bank and making a fire, he found that tvM1 ho warmpii one side, he was chilling on the other, the thermometer reg istering 64 degrees below zero. So he spent the night climbing up and down the hill to ke"ep his blood In circulation. Men wlio Vanish Forever. These are mild Incidents of the every day hazards of the trail, told by sur vivors. In this adventurous life the old saying that "the dead tell no tales" is as true as it was in the days of piracy on the high seas. The number really lost on the trails of this grim region since the carrying of the mails would make a long and grewsome list.. Dogs, sled and man disappear. It is impos of age. powerful, deformed, inordinately slouch-hatted, great-coated, long-haired and whiskered. "Tlje bills, to the best of my belief, are gen-u-ine; your beard, to the best of my belief, Is not," said the lawyer. "I do not offer you the beard as a re tainer I offer you the bills." "And the voice in which you offer them Is so far from being your own that you make, me doubt whether the bills, how ever gen-u-ine. are gen-u-inely yours." "You seem to be a person of some pen etration." said the visitor. "If you had not thought so before you came you would not be here," said the lawyer; "So long as you do not know my real beard and real voice I don't care how well you know my false beard and false voice. As for the money, you may take it or leave It." "And. that's soon said," replied the law yer, laying the bills on the talSle between him and his client with a gesture that neither tdok them nor left them. "Try a seat," he said, standing before an open fire. "Take oft your coat and hat and, make yourself at home." Judge Barwood had a good gray eye with a twinkle in it and the accent of his invitation was jocular. "I am much more comfortable with them on; the room Is cold," said the visitor. The thermometer on the Jam of the door registered in the full gaslight 73 degrees! "Just so," said Barwood appreciatively, "and now about the business." "The business Is the height of simplicity. I have stolen $50,000. For personal reasons I object to any one's attempting to pursue, me and to take away the money." The visitor also had a good gray eye. "And that's a. Very natural objection, too," said the man of law. "The plainest way to avoid" It is to send the money back." "If I. had been looking for the plainest way I should not have had to come to your honor for advice." The two pairs of good, gray eyes looked Into one 'another with appreciation. "This," said the Judge. ' "looks like a fishy business. And' what is very much to the point In anaffalr-of this magni tude, that bundle of notes on the table, is too small to be looked at without dis comfort." "That bundle of notes Is not a small fee for listening to me tell you that I have stolen 550,000. That Is all I have asked for it. When you have told me how to keep the 550.000 the bundle on the table will be bigger." "It would have to be a great deal big ger." "Would It set a limit to-its bigness If the man' out of whom the 550,000 comes has done you dirt?" There were not a great many men in Cornville from whom ,550,000 could be' lift ed. Barwood's face took on a look of in tense Interest. "Not EnslarT'. , .. . - . . . "Englar.'' sible, in these vast solitudes, to say what becomes of them. Two Tnailearrlers- on the-, short run xo Atlln did not arrive last "Winter, and a search party was sent out. They found the tracks of the sled leading to what had been a hole in the Ice. That was all. In tho same district, the frozen body of a mailcarrler was found and Identified by his watch. He had been lost tnree years previously. Harry Frayne, a malicarner irom ViiHw! tn "Eairle started out last January with the expectation of meeting tne car rier on the next stage, ne iouna uie dogs and the sled. The carrier, Tuffln, had abandoned them when the dogs were exhausted and had started oft with the Idea of carrying the mail on his back for the rest of the distance. Some Indians found hl3 frozen body six miles from the summit of Mentasa Pass. He had plod ded with the mall until he fell in the snow, frozen to death. From the lower end of this lonely trail 2000 miles to Nome there Is often in the local newspapers brief mention of the disappearance of a mailcarrler, and peo ple, appreciating the risks they run, are entirely unmoved. It is an episode of dally life, exciting no more comment than a runaway horse does In a big city. Heroic Servants of Civilization. These mallcarrlers. In their humble way, are doing more than anybody else to spread civilization to the uttermost ends of the earth. The United States has be haved liberally to Alaska in the matter of malls. Mail matter in some parts of this vast territory pays the Govern ment about SO cents a pound for transpor tation, ana costs aljout 54 per pound to carry to Its destination after it reaches the seaboard of the territory. Costly as this policy Is. It places the lonely .pros pector In touch with cHvlllzatlon and tends to keep him civilized In a larger degree than any other agency could. -Rut tho rost to the mailcarrler Is often times life Itself. It is strange that men can be found to undertake a task full of such extraordinary and terrible risks. There Is never any difficulty, however. The adventurous life appeals to men of grit and spirit; they say that they prefer It, with all its perils, to a humdrum occu pation. A Hard Iilfc. Leaving all danger and adventure out of consideration, it is still a rough, hard life. Do not Imagine the carrier reclin Inc at his ease, covered with warm robes. while the dogs lope along over a smooth surface. He has to guide the sled from one side of the river to the other to By JOSIAH FLINT AND FRANCIS "WALTON Barwood's face broadened Into a grim smile. "You are quite resolved not to be ad vised to put the money back?" "Quite." "It is really my duty to urge the point." "You havo urged It." Barwood, with a grim smile still lin gering on his face, strode for a time up and down the room. He came at last to a halt in his former station before the fire. "Could you steal any more?" he asked gravely. "How much more, for example?" "Well, say a second 550,000. You could hardly make a deal with less." "I have stolen a second 550,000," said the visitor, drawing a considerable parcel from under his cloak and laying it on the table. "I calculated myself that it would take just about a second fifty to protect the first." "You seem to be a client of great fore thought," said the lawyer: "It needs a client of great forethought to employ an attorney of great penetra tion," said the visitor. "It is only left to settle where and when I am to let you know what. I have done. I suppose you can trust yourself not to get caught," said Barwood. ' This was unkind; the Powers That Rule were become a joke in Cornville, and Renshaw, who had been Barwood's rival, was the point of the Joke. "I can trust myself a good deal better not to get caught- If I don't trust any one else with my address. When I want to know what you have done I will come and ask you. Good night. Mr. Attorney." "Good -night, Mr. Scamp." The two men parted with mutual respect and good-will., Barwood had made it a point of con science In the conduct of his life, when he Tiad a 'thing to do which was agreeable to himself and disagreeable to some one ese, never to procrastinate. There was, besides, another reason in- the present case for dispatch. It did not enter Into his views for his client that Richard Englar should not have a chance to keep his Ios3 unknown. "Mr. Englar." he said, with the regret which a man throws into bis voice when he -speaks of the misfortune of a personal enemy. "I am Informed that you have just been robbed ot a hundred thousand. A man so bundled up that i could name nothing of him visited me at my house just now and told me so; he added that you could not find him, and that If you did find him the money would be either dissipated or spent in conducting his de fense. If you guarantee to make no ef fort to find him and to keep the affair out of the hands of the state, he offers you 525,000; 525,000 to take or leave. I don't know whether this offer is real either, nor how he expects you to get the money; certainly he gave me no name or. address. He told me nothing but what I state and then he took his. leave. I nrTn nn o f trtmn t" n T n t hnfa nn htm Ilt didn't want to. deprive you of your chanes to recover ?2,G$0, nor our n-ew miss the heaped up Ice. tho soft places and the snowbanks. "Where the trail la good, he grasps the long handles at the rear and at a continuous jog trot guides the sled along. In fairly smooth places he jumps on a narrow board, resting a good part of his weight on the handle bars. In a temperature of GO deg. below zero, which is common, he has to keep warm. ana yet ne must uuu vcit, moisture will lmmeaiateiy ireezc. iusiwu of warm robes, he has a parka (a smock frock with no opening except at the neck) which, is made of ticking. This is light and keeps out the wind. TUo wntflst rnro Is as to 'his fOOtWCar. TTa has turn or three TairS Of WOOleC socks and over them a pair of moccasins made of deer hide, anouia inese gut si his feet freeze, ana ne is mue Dener than a dead man. After he has made his distance for tne -t i t,.c at o lnnolc rahln under uay iitr ain, v.. j some feet of snow. He has to put on his snowshoes to oreaK a trau io n iur the dogs. The cabin contains a rusiy stove and some provisions for himself and the dogs. He has to chop wood after his day's work, ana must first cook tho etinnpr for his doers. Then he cooks and eats his lonely meal and lies down in his clothes to sleep. Tnere is no mi- I1 T o .nnntrt- tehoro, fliol Is SCarCB 1UIUIC A" - v-w .... ...r , . . - , i the temptation to chop It up for stove f Only men of Iron frame can stand the hardships of such a- life. The others are "weeded out" after two or three trips. WESTON COYNEY. (Copyright.) Tlie Closed Door. I never crossed your threshold with a grief l But that I went without It; never came Heart-hungry but you fed me, eased tha blame. And gave the sorrow solace and relief. I never left you but I took., away The love that drew me to your side again Through that wide door that never couli remain Quite closed between us for a little flay. Oh, Friend, who gave and comforted, who knew Sq over-well the want of heart and mind? "Where may I turn for solace now, or kln-I Belief from this unceasing los3 ot you? Be it for fault, for folly, or for sin. Ob, terrible my penance, and most sore To face the tragedy of that closed door "Whereby I pass and may not enter In. THEODOSIA GARRISON. police force of its chance of distinguish ing itsejf." There is. singularly, little more to tell. Englar and his board of directors had a meeting before daylight that morning, as certained the truth and moved motions and passed resolutions. They resolved to get the thief if they could; they resolved that they could not afford to let 525,000 slip through their fingers; they resolved for the present to keep the loss concealed from the public press and from the state. They consulted with Judge Barwood and instructed him to notify hla client, if his client should again enter Into communi cation with him, that they had taken hl3 offer under advisement; secretly they em ployed one Ruderick McKIowd to find out what he could about the robbery. Judge Barwood's client did not at this time again enter into communication with him, and Ruderick found only that the tunnel, by means of which the bank had been en tered, had been made by one Gannes. with the assistance of two companions, named Wadlow and Latane, respectively: but he soon obtained word that they were In Philadelphia, actually in detention at the time the bank was broken Into. Of their whereabouts since their release nothing could be learned. Englar said that Ruderick was as big an ass as the rest of the Front Office, and must have turned "fly con." because ho xnuIH nnt makft a llvlncr as a thief. II The directors of the bank once more con sulted with Judge Barwood and Instructed him to notify his client, if his client should again enter into communication with him. that they accepted his offer. Some days afterward they bound themselves, their neira ana assigns in a manner unu iuiiu ji which uarwooQ tnpugnt worm jzo.wu io himself 'and his night visitor, and in re turn for the document he paid that sum. Two" nights later he was going homa from his office In the dusk when a quaver ing voice demanded an alms. The speaker was a patched and battered figure; a de crepit old .man, wild-eyed and wild-haired. "It's only a drink I want," repeated the beggar, as he shuffled along at Barwood's side. "You see 't I'm no liar I don't want nothin to eat. I want a drink. It only costs a dime, boss." They had reached a stretch of fleli through which Barwood was wont to make a short cut to his home, and as he left the sidewalk and turned into the fleli path the beggar suddenly straightened himself, dropped the whine in his voice and, tapping Barwood familiarly on the shoulder, said: "I say, Mr. Attorney, ho.. m. th-it nrrosmnnl that vou made for me with Englar." J A fortnight later KudencK was ois charged from the Cornvilie force for drunkenness and incompetence. The ex pectations he had raised when 'Thief Cowles engaged him he had not fulfilled. . . . . i.. I.J -..tt. r upon nis aiscnarKe ue juu a. .i Chicago, where he kept a safe deposit A vault, in which he placed, among other ( things, the agreementv which Judge ajar wood had obtained for his unknown cli ent. This was the finishing touch in th realization of th Great Ida,