The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1883-09-21
SUITORS GONE ASTRAY.
Studies from Life.


The English Court of Chancery would
seem incomplete without little M IS
FL to and the Man from Shropshire. So
would the New York Supreme Court
without the person and papers of Mr..
Adolphus He.ntzlemann, Chief of the
Bar and Acknowledgement of the human
Race. The casual visitor lettering
through the corridors of the County
Courthouse in City Hall Park is
Likely to see an understood old man,
with a strongly marked Teutonic face,
surrounded by o tum cled mass of grizzly
hair and beard, dressed in suit of
rusty black, and with large bundle of
papers under his arm, hurrying with
swift, nervous tread in the direction of
one or the other courtroom. Thelittle
man s face is set like flint, and his
dark eyes CLEAN from under shaggy
brows with a strained intentness that IS
aImo. painful. He is in dead earnest.
He Violently has ON hand business, i'm
portant business, which brooks no
delay.
The VISITORS mental comment prob
ably is that the man is a lawyer OF the
stripe OF Sampson Brass, or Mr.. Pell,
''dear friend OF the late Lord Chancel-
lor," Fastening to answer 'Ready'' to
the call of the calendar; and he spities
the clients who have committed their
eau es to such hands, if outward APP
pearances form any criterion by which
to Judge of the mea ure of success at
tendant upon his advocacy. But COM
ment and sympathy are alike mis-
placed.
MIR. Heintzlemann is not so fortunate
as to bear vigorously the burden of liti-
CATION, with the ult mate certainty of
1ees't Tighten the load. He is, or rather
was, sutton himself, and his errand
now Is to forward the interests of his
sui IN his own proper person. For he
can not grasp the fact that his case is
no longer before the courts, but has
been res adj@dfcata these many years.
His case is a sufficient sad one.
Years ago he was clever and success
ful inventor; and to- day, in all likel-
hood, the fruits OF his genius are in
active use by hundreds who do not know,
nor would be interested in knowing,
that the inventive faculty which is the
means OF serving their convenience or
augmenting Their wealth has lost its
power; and that the facile brain to
which they are so much indebted is
eclipsed forever under the dark shadow
OF insanity. With the proverbial bad
fortune OF his kind, he sowed and others
reapedi he labored and they entered
into his labors. On one Inflated dav he
brought an action to recover possession
OF a valuable patent, for which he
claimed not to have received the stipu-
lated compensation. The equities NAV
have been in his favor, Who knowsP
But the law was against him. His case
was tried and an a lyerse verdict rem
dered. He appealed, and the appeal
was decided in his oppon nt's favor.
Then came the end of things for him.
lie went mad. Nor was it wonderful
that he should do so. As the
genial Autocrat says, somewhere
IN those inimitabl ESSAYS of
his: "lnsanity is often the logic of an
accurate mind overtasked. Good mental
machinery ought to break. its own
wheels and levers if anything is thrust
among them suddenly which tends to
stop them or reverse their motion. A
weak mind does not accumulate force
enough to hurt itself; stupidity often
saves q man from going mad"
At all events, stupidity did not save
Mr. Heintzlemann. His wrongs, real
or imagined, upset the delicate balance
OF his mind, and left in chaos what once
was coherent and coordinate. The
curious may find the details of his case
reported in the published Law Reports
of the state. II}hI \
Ills delusion assumes no violent or
repulsive form. 1t simply consists in
The teliet that his suit is still before the
cou is, and in the conviction that event.
ually, can he but obtain hearino. the
adverse decision viii be reversed or
modlhed, and he reinstated in his lost
possessions. And so. every day, sum-
mer and winter, in season and out of
season, he marches up to the clerks
desk, with his inseparable bundle of
papers, and courteously asks in highly
Germanized English:
'Mr. Clerk, hat you put mine case on
the calendar to-day2''
mo, Mr.. Heintzlemann, the clerk
invariably replies, lit is not on to-
day.,
why hat you notP" he asks, greatly
surprised. .
I'VE hadn't room for it to-day"
Can | see the Chudgep'
mo, he's busy"
- Then, he continues, ''can my mo-
ton make to-dayP''
/" No, it is not motion day."
That makes no different.n saws
MIR. Heintzlemann, with wave Of the
hand. tBntil my case is decided there
is no court, no Chudge, no anythino y
This formula gone through he turns
to the officer in charge, gravely selects
paper from the bundle, hands it over
with the strict in junction. thar it be car
ried Immediately to the Judge, and,
tremendously saluting all present, de-
parts in the confident assurance that
the morrow will find his case on the cal
endar, and the court in readiness to pro-
coed with the argument of his long-de-
layed motion
The court officers deal very GEN
tly with Mr.. Heintzlemann. He
IS privileged character. Acous-
toned as they are to making
short work of the army of cranks who
periodically disturb the peace or OBJ
struct the wheels of Justice with their
vagaries, they still have tender spot
in their hearts for him, and are never
too busy to answer his inquiries respect
ing the momentous suit, or to comfort
him with the assurance that some dav
his much-hoped-for modification win
be granted.
To Mr.. Heintzlemann's mind, all law,
order, liberty and progress CEASED when
Ehe obnoxious JUDI meat was pro.