The representative. [volume] (St. Paul, Minn.) 1893-1901, 1901-02-14
BIT OF PENCIL
Fair Owner Won the Love of
Abe Cronkite's Young
Friend.
Detective Shattered the Law
yer's Confidence in a
Widow.

1t was one day in midsummer, when the
courts were closed and many law offices and
law books with them; but calendar changes
made no difference to Mr.. Beavers, junior
member of the firm of Marcellus & Beavers.
The judge might be off to Europe, as he was
the clerks might be drawing cuts for the
most desirable two weeks Of vacation, as
they were; even Abe Cronkhite might have
left his desk and be strolling around town,
observing the passing throng in parks.
hotels and streets, and storing away bits Of
indiscriminate knowledge which time and
again had come pat to an emergency, as he
wac; it was all one to Mr. Beavers. He
pursued undertaking course to the office
in the morning and back to his modest lodg-
ings at night, even he had ever since he
came out of the country town, where the
judge himself was born, to apply we'll
grounded principles of law and practice to
the larger affairs of metropolitan life.
An invaluable man was Mr.. Beavers, as
Industrious as his name implied. But yet,
string tie and his watch guard Of his
mothers hair, had remained a stranger in
the great town. He knew his way to the
courts, the county ofices, the lecture rooms,
and the courts; that was all. His work
had engrossed his time; it had engrossed his
shrewdness; so personally he remained, as
he came, simple and unsophisticated, says
the Chicago Inter Ocean.
On this day in midsummer, then, Mr..
Beavers sat at his desk. He was alone, and
SO preoccupied that he did not notice the
swinging Of the door. 1t was therefore
with start that he saw az he glanced from
his work beautiful young woman, dressed
in black, standing by him.
Il am seeking Judge Marcellus," she be-
gan Il have letter to him from the Hon.
J. X. Minister, of Mountain Dale, his old
time friend. Are you her.
There was Suhtlo hattarv In tho toro
implying as it did that the young man might
well have reached such legal eminence. He
FASTENED, therefore, to express the desire
to be OF any possible service to one so highly
recommended $3.50 @''''~s~7
.'Oh, then you are Mr. Beavers" she
cried. II am so glad! 1 have heard 50
much about you. and you are SO clever
and competent, I just know you will ar
range all my troubles for me- NV name
is Eleanor NaughtOn, and my dear husband
was Carroll Nauehton. of Mountain Dale
He died three months ago, leaving me all
his property. but when his will was pre-
sented for probate at the surrogate's court
his brothers and sisters filed objections
OH such awful liesr' She drew a formi
dable package from her reticule.
Mr.. Beavers ran over the documents with
the rapidity Of experience. "Ah, yes" he
murmured. Petition, objections, answer,
issue Joined, appointment of temporary ad-
ministrator, and hearing set for Oct 1, t.
which time the court stands adjourned
And what's this: blank power of substitu-
ton from the petitioners attorneys
Knowles & Vholes? Your lawyers have
abandoned the case, madame?"
Eyes, bought off by the other side,
sobbed Mrs. Naughton.
II don't have to imagine; know
madam. replied Mr.. Beavers, from the
grim realities of many, many cases. There
1s.nothing further to do before the return