Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1903-06-27

He was almost youthful in appear
aance. His smooth face had delicate,
scholarly look that pair of gold bowed
spectacles emphasized. He seemed
strangely out of place in that police
court. When he spoke, it was in voice
20 soft and refined that Gordon was
disappointed. His heart sank and at
once the glimmer of hope he had al
lowed his heart to entertain flickered
and went out.
"Who are the prosecuting witnesses
TN this case" Chambers said, and Cor
don and Ford stepped up Gordon
made his statement, and the judge eyed
him through his spectacles. Then he
turned to Tommy Randall.
'Have you any defense, Mr.. Ran
-dau?'
II plead not guilty. My attorney will
take the case" said Tommy, with a
smile.
Then, to John Gordon's surprise,
man got up from the front bench and
laid bundle of papers on the rail in
front Of the judge.
MAY it please your honor he said,
this case is purely spite work. My
client has gained possession by pur-
chase of tract Of land that this man
Gordon and his companions have been
Trying to buy for their own uses. They
are now trying to stop the building of
q model tenement by my client by
swearing out this warrant, charging
him with violation of a city ordinance
In regard to the space required at the
rear of building lot. We don't deny
the ordinance. 1t explicitly states that
II the building is four stories high
there shall be fifteen feet between the
rear end of the structure and the end
OF lot. But may it please your honor,
my client has not violated this ordi-
nance. The diagram here will show
that my client has left the required
space provided for by the law"
The lawyer unfolded a blue print and
spread it out. Gordon looked at Tom
my Randall There was smile of sat-
isfaction on his face
you may see, your honor, for your
sself. This plat is the city engineers.
The measurements from Bowen street
full. My clients building, as seen by
this contractors figures and diagram"
he opened another paper, lis exactly
'aeighty-three feet, which is just what
the law calls for
"Will the city engineer certify to this
statement?" The judges voice seemed
softer and more refined than ever.
He will if necessary"
us he presenty'
1--WE did not think it necessary, your
honor. think he is out of the city at
present. But your honor can see that
the print is his own official measure
ments. My client asks that this case
be dismissed as malicious persecution"
What have you to say, Mr.. Cor
DON" The Judge turned his specialized
eyes toward him.
Il say he lies" replied Gordon
promptly.
"Have you any proofs?" The voice
seemed sharper, and the figure straight
~ened up perceptibly.
Gordon hesitated. He began to see
through Tommy Randall's scheme. 1t
was not like Tommy Randall to run
such a risk. but his whole political life
had been such a mesh of lies and DELHI
crate dishonesty that it was not be-
yond the region Of probability for him
to resort to very dangerous and des-
perate trick to clear himself. Gordon
had carefully measured the foundation
walls of the double decker and knew
that by his measurement they covered
the entire lot, yet he had nothing to
prove that fact except his own state.
ment
"Have you any proof that this state
The voice came in an added tone Of
sharpness.
i. ..Nothing but my own word" Gordon
answered quietly.
"Have you the measurements you
made with you?"
Gordon produced a paper with a
rough diagram marked on it showing
the distance from the front Of Bowen
street to the end of the lot to be ninety
eight feet and the foundation walls of
the building to measure the same dis
tance.
you've nothing more than this?" the
Judge asked. His voice was again soft
and his manner meditative.
Nothing more" John Gordon hest
lated. Miss Andrews was with me
and Mr.. Ford when we took the meas
urements. She could verify their &C.
euracy."
els she here?'
; mo, but she could be summoned
ut isn't necessary. I'll go down there
smyself and make the measurements. It
3s possible some mistake has been made
by one side or the other. Gentlemen,
desire your attendance While the court
adjourns to Bowen street,
If bomb had exploded in the face Of
Tommy Randall and his lawyer, they
could not have been more thoroughly
dumfounded. The lawyer hastily
whispered to his client. Tommy smiled
In a CHASTITY manner. *. T. ~
'*It is possible, Of course, your honor,
sxl>ok tho o;tv n,,ni nor S1,n g ma do q Tnic