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About Rogue River courier. (Grants Pass, Or.) 1886-1927 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 9, 1910)
monTiilv macjazine skction. -a Hi: id'-nt a '"" . . . - I .t, , 1,1,1' ' ".' I c mt with tiir t.rit t uiic, urn Itlv- ...... .,,. ..AiirllTiJ f that I "in i, 1. I deniea my with .Mr. M ui:l t sin-h named ill , again, her we had ,m ; lift w lien 1 '' ,r i,inc ch'tln- M r, m'tll ol 1 1 1 V Aa' 1 1 1 . i . iti Wi.'.i 'i'i- '"" , .i, ., i .-,u him next, v a i-)t "i ' u'u' .1:1'S ,0 a l-V CXClU'd. after that. Here are the autographs. l.t trv. at a few copies." tr "r lianj i c.'tmg walk. We went out ,,, J that Chatham was getting downtown ianoi a iiin, I told mm i,l a coolness re- prijiriinciit d ... outside f.-r hi . ,ik- evciini I'ady ha,! gmt-. in the country ;i ,,," he sahl, ; i uncle, Henry - I1' mi 1 was strati 1 made a dozen attempts, and arrived at itation, which satisfied Chatham. "Come along now," he said eagerly, "Wi. soon as we are a safe distance away." "Hut I haven't agreed," I expostulated. "Come on, you fool!" said Chatham. for agreeing. It's acting wc want now." And I went. At last we reached the house. A soh-.,,, n , .. respectable individual at once appeared in the' '"My "Clayton, explained Chatham. -tway. Passable in,. M a hack a, IM1'1 the tilt hi as iif .Linn, dii' 1 1 :" 1,11' , tor, ' hi- -el:'." "i'.i.'. w !io!,' 1 . mil rr T. ' made ,rry to lid r tin at ui' Kii'Jiv ,,: v had jo!.. So ,':! ho in the ,. :! world !ri: ': I e sai.l won','1 .', can I In-1; ' a ':" : iinan that .',- i !,air ncarei lie. -,i , him i i danger . hi, pt-rvuia: in :! h. Clavtot:. a'ld wa in my sitting p, night an hour bad job for fti i i.: . . i . . -.i. we ionowcu nun iipbi.uis wuiiout a woi.j i . ..,,1. " "'UIOliI ouma ,.. , i . us. It will he a will is correct. ;luh so that it you do not help .--io;:e in a month. 1 have i!,.- im-crab!e pittance lie allows to'i with his lite." Vuii k t"w I can barely pay ,,: ilcij,." ,-.-i ' Chatham. Then i ,'inm,' ami lowered his voice. - ..ite'iiooi, an. I saiu mcic ,o , io.U- kn.'.As that lie is dead nil;, i "I .;..r!d wi! that ' kilo' it . , then ill' IHU-t ::ai e ii. ther will." . afraid I don't nii'h-r-v.,,i," I an-wend. :'iv that Mr. Mann is iai statin "Von dead." Ch.i. upon i me w i expre- v- vi .u .,: ii,gl In n. upon tin iinper-oii. "V.ni v i. irnti v .'" Til' m w bile ." iiow :" "l!y the will "ii mu-l make tonight in nn.'li s bed von have me .f'.nu.ni.o. hi- hand arm and I Hiked a -iranue, nervous n on hi- t.u'e. mi.'lr i- dead, but not," lie -aid mean- .oinent .'. all ila-hed lie wanted me l ' ate hi- lllli'le. ,i-h me to eotiiimt ga-ped e it wo th nr meeting a soul, miauy we reached the bed ,. ""."otit apartment with a four-posted bedstead 1 if 'I at ill-IP 11 door at tne lar siue me aressing room, ! R.j ' " a A sandy bearded man jumped up as we i itorJ "Dr. Vane," said Chatham, while Clay, ,, ,3 position with his back to the fire. " "m P a We bowed and shook hands. "Jt is, indeed, a remarkable resemblan -c "Now, Clayton, you must send for .Mr. G;. ,'rv Tt Send Collins to his house and wire to hi, c "ce Sterling, I must trouble you to change i'ntli-, r better go altogether." ' ' '-d I must confess the doctor's authorative anj i, . like methods gave me confidence. I follow . ,t i.:. i'5"105- tions and i tl. " ; "f; M "-3 I . r- Mann 111 Ins bed was clad m nightshirt and Then Dr. Vane face and rubbei late brothers All Right, Gregory," I Answered. 'You May Put Yourself Down for $15,000"J Vane ill ha e $ .11,000 f, .' your :e My brain reeled at the thought, to l.e rich; and .'ill bv a lew and C'lavton will be paid tor their assistance, and i"3 of the tronlile." I iity thousand dollar-' To be independent nav stroke- of the pen. I'm! -( 'hatliain watched tne keenly. " There's no time to be lost," he s;iid. "Wc have put uncle in the dressing loom. V"ii must return with me at once, Clayton has tin- ca-t clear. The moment you are there we shall send t"i' iregory -uncle's regular lawyer and you will have to dictate a fresh will to him. Von will have to sign your name, of course, but any sort o! a -crawl will do as ymi are ill. I've brought you a lew oi hi- signatures, which ymi had belter copy, so that ymi may get somewhere mar them. Von won't have much to ilo. and you'll be paid onn for doing it." "lint it's forgery," 1 expostulated. "It's something like it," Chatham admitted, "but you don't attempt to copy bis signature exactly. A smart conned might get you off on that ground if it came to trial, but I don't see bow it could. W'e are going to -.plat e i iregory," he added triumphantly. "Siiiiia (iregory!" I exclaimed. "Vc-, old man, that's a master .stroke, and it is you who must do it. Von must lead up to it touchingly. Tell him ymi always intended to remember him, and put him d'.wm for $l(i,(HiO. See bow he takes it. Double it if you don't think ten enough, or if he doesn't. We can afford t.. be liberal at times like these. That will clinch the n'lt'er I'M n if he -nu lls a rat he'll iicwt up-et the will It in . ' dure tho .!. ., . . "u PfO- desirabie. K"'y efl Mr. Mann , doii J you are. By the bye I pose Edward i primed up about the Mann family? No, not particularly ji. has mentioned earious men, hers of it frotn ,,,,10,0 lin, Confound l,, then, fr a fool! ou o,,,,, t0'hav the family tree at your ii ger ends. Listen tft mp T,,. Mr. Mam. n,i V. - - mice and me tlct.. John James, K ipert, Marv Kbzabeth- and ,e wen , didnt attempt t0 folw bun after the first sentence J'inally the door opened "Mr. Gregory, sir," whis. pered the d.scteet Clayton. Ihe doctor held ,,n . warning finger and advanced to meet him. "Mr. Mann wished to see you, Mr. Gregorv," ,eur(j him say. Then, in reply to a question: "I hope' not. Still I thought it better to send for you, even at this late hour, as Mr. Mann has asked for you several times." "Unite right. Is he awake now?" The doctor came over to the bedside and leaned ever' me. "Mr. Gregory is here, sir," he said. 1 nodded feebly and stretched out my hand. I fdt a gentle pressure and opened my eyes. So that was (iregory. The face seemed familiar, yet 1 couldn't slv where I had seen it before. "Perhaps Mr. Mann would rather wc were alone, doc tor," said Mr. Gregory. "Now, sir," said the lawyer, when the door had closed behind Vane. "I'm bothered about my nephew, Edward Chatham," I said in a whisper scarcely more than audible, "lie's Mary's son, after all." "Klizaheth's," corrected Gregory. "Elizabeth's. Did I say Mary? I can't concentrate my thoughts Gregory, somehow. Yes, Edward is Elizabeth's boy, as you say, and I don't want to leave him penniless. The secretary won't miss it, you know." "The secretary?" queried Gregory. "The secretary of the treasury." "0, the secretary of the treasury. lie won't miss it, as you say. How much did you think of leaving to your nephew?" (Continued on Page II)
