The Charleston daily news. [volume] (Charleston, S.C.) 1865-1873, 1867-12-25

Btlnate and contentious. You Will tell me- my
dear sir, whe'her nv authority is unasasilable,
Until my ward is of age ?"
absolutely unassailable."
"I will enforce it. I Will make her Submit
herself to it. For" said coenreizer, changing
his angry tone to one of g%,rateful Submission, Il
Gdingly taken an ipJured man under your pro-
&ectlon, anu into Your employment
make your mind easv," said Maitre Voigt.
~No more OF this now, and no thanks! Be here
tomorrow morning, before the other clerk
comes-tetween seven and eight. You will find
me in this room; and I will myself initiate you
In your work. Go awayl go away l have letters
to write. / won't hear a word more"
Dismissed with this generous abruptness, and
satsfed with the favorable impression he had
Geft on the old mans mind, Obenreizer was at
leisure to revert to the mental note he had made
that Matre Voigt once had o client whose name
was Eendale.
ct ought to know England well enough by
tdis time;" so his meditations ran, as ne sat on
q bench in the yard; land it ID not a name L
ever encountered there, except"-he looked in
voluntarily over his shoulder" as hts name. Is
che world 80 small that l cannot get away from
him, even now when he is dead? He confessed
at the last that he had betrat ed the trust OF the
dead, and mlsinherited a fortune. and l was to
see to it. And l was to stand OF, that my face
might remind him of it. Why my face, unless
1t concerned me9 am sure OF his words, for
they have been in my ears ever since; CanShere
Dc dbNtDliiS vi bACoy III AK RSOfNA0 ~
this old idiot? Anything to repair my fortunes,
and b'acken his memory? He dwelt upon my
earl: ~ membranes, that night st Basic.
Why, unless he had a purpose in it%
Maitre Voigt's two largest he goats we're
butting at him to butt him out of the place, as
if for that disrespectful mention Of their
master. 80 he got up and lett tho place.
But he walked alone for o long time on the bor-
der OF tho lake, with his head dropped In deep
thought
pafrs I'll o;obt ,a1t r,orn;nc he
presented himself again at the Office. he found
..ha notary ready for him.. at work On some
papers which had come in on the prev1oua
evening. In g few clear words, Maitrs
Voigt explained the routine Of the Office, and
the duties Obenreizer would be expected
20 perform. 1t still wanted five minutes to
eight when the preliminary instructions were
declared to be complete.
81 will show you over the house and the
oaseesIb o sid Matt Maitrs w. v9iStf bh a. but eoms must from Put 55s
Fa1hiapal authorities, and they must be taken
special csre Of"
Obeprelzer saw bis chance here, of finding out
she repository in which his employers private
,papels were kept.
HCapt / save you the trouble, cir ~ he asked.
"+ Gait / put these documents away under your
directions: {"
Ma,tre voigt laughed softly to himself; closed
the portfolio in which the papers had been sent
to him; handed it to Obenreizer.
StRDO60 iva NJs A. toAo~ SNEN
Of importance are kept yonder."
he pointed to q heavy oaken door, thickly
studded with mails, ct the lower end Of the room.
Approaching the door with the portfolio, Oben-
REFER discovered to his astcnishment that there
we're no means whatever OF opening 1t nom the
outside. There was no handle, no bolt. no
hey, and (climax of passive ob~structionD no
keynote: .,, 80 .,;. ,oon, y said
Obanreizer, appealing to the notary.
tNa - aid Matter E0ipk- t{fnosS again."
"TEere is q window"
"Nothing Of the sort. The window has been
bricked up. The only way in is the way by that
door. Do you give it up 2" cried Maitre Voist,
tell me if you hear nothing inside"
Obenre;zer listened for q moment, and started
back from the door.
81 kuow!" he exclaimed. Iheard Of this
when I was apprentlced here at the watch
makers. Perrin Brothers have finished their
famous clock-lock at iast-and you have got it,"
"Bravol" SAID Maitre Voigt. "The clock-lock
it is! There. my SON There, you have one
more of what the good people OF this town call
Daddy Voigt's follies.' With all my hearth Let
keys. No burglar can pick my lock. No W.
on earth short OF o batteriag ram or a barrel OF
sunpowder can move that door till my little SEN
tinel inside-my worthy friend who goes Tick,
Tick rs I tell ~him-says, 'OpenP, The big
LUZ. 4lCA ODCyoa lOs 9ERb SAAS 0SN0J 'NA0S
swapping his fingers, "tor all the thieves in
Chr1stendomV
"May l sec it in action ?" asked Obenreizer.
pardon my curiosity, dear sir! You know
that I was once q tolerable worker In the clock
trade"
'Certainly you shall see it in action" said
Maitre voigt. "What is the timo nowl One
minute to eight. Watch, and in one minute you
will SEE the door open OF ITSELF"
In one minute, smoothly and slowly and 81
lently, as il invisible hands had set it free, tie
heavy door opened inward and disclosed o dark
chamber beyond. On three sides shelves filled
the walls from floor to ceiling. Arranged on the
shelves we're r%ows:upon rows Of boxes made in
the pretty inlaid woodwork Of Switzerland, and
bearing inscribed on their fronts (for the most
part in fanciful colored ~letters) the names of the
notsry's elects.
Maitre Voigt lighted q taper and led the way
into the room.
"You shall see the clock, he said proudly. 81
possess the greatest curiosity In Europe. Iii only
. privileged few whose eyes can look at it. I
give the privilege to your good fathers son, you
shall be one Of the favored few who enter the
room with me. See, here it is, on the right hand
wall at the side of the door,"
ordinary clock" exclaimed Obenreizer.
tsNo.. Not an ordinary clock. 1t has only one