The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-08-08

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IN IN 4lessly the other sat contemplating life
N/ His contemplation mainly interpretive
Ivy as was natural for man whose horizon con-
- sists of unlimited view Of gray stone wall
thru set of uncompromsngly tough steel
Mr. Stephen Duckworth common man-none
of the 1otsam and jetsam of society He was man OF
property. He had recently amassed snug little fortune
of 900. This snug little of money had at
time belonged to two old ladies, who had been in
duced by Mr. Duckworh to invest it in some gilt-edged
C. T. & A. bonds. The bonds had been Mr.. Duckworths
private properly and he had labored industrousy to
make them marketable and of course his labor had not
been in vain 1t rarely was But later the olclas OF
the road failed to detect sufficient similarity between the
presidents signature as it appeared on Mr. DuckWorths
bonds and the signature which appeared on other bonds
of the concern.
Mr.. Duckworth, when matter called his at
tenton had been unable to explain the dis
crepancy-hence his present plight. But fortunately
for him. and unfortunately for the two old ladies' he was
not caught with goods on He had very definite IDEA
of the exact location of the fruits
of his toll and he considering the possibility of
speedy enjoyment of the
Now, if Mr. Duckworth pauper he would
have rebeed. meals place to sleep
for few be they less, constitute not
unmxed evil. And the law Mr. Duckworth acknowl-
edged himself had the right restrain the personal
liberty of individual. But right-and
the constitution prohibited ito prevent him from the
enjoyment of his private property The constitution
thing good enough for him go by and he had deter
mined to take advantage of its privileges in this respect
least.
1t was while these thoughts passing thru his
mind that thickset Individual apparently of sporty
tendencies presented himself at the office down below
He exhibited considerable of shirt bosom, dec
GRATED with pin of remarkable hue and briiancy He
somewhat dusty, and he carried brand dress
suit which he carefully deposited alongside of
desk He nodded Familiarity to the two three officials
who ounging around and then addressed turnkey
who stood behind the bars
"Tm deputy sheriff from N'Yawk,' he announced,
with considerable sprighiness manner, 'of
Thought I'd drop in here while was in town and
how you run this ranch If got anything to show,
you kin show it to # any Big Bugs locked
I'd like to see 'en. Have seegar." ..ss
He handed in two of them top of very large
calling card with his printed it in gilt letters
The door was opened and he entered
W. Vyit three
hundred and fifty from your herein town if YOU
mind any O. the rest of en- amt particular
They showed him what there see. At last they
stood in front of the cell where Duckworh still INDUCED
himself in reveries.
The turnkey his back to the cell and in
low voice related to the visitor the interesting
stances in the career of the present incumbent.
'"This is Duckworth,' he explained, tfelow who had
that million dollar bond scheme Forgery, yep. Ten
years Only been in six months Sent UP winter.
Slickest thing got."
The deputy sheriff lounging against the bars.
With the one hand which out Of turkeys sight
he made movement, might shook the ash
from his cigar. At the instant Stephen
worth leaned forward andscratched his ankle He was
still rubbing it, when the turnkey swung around and
glanced at him. The deputy sheriff waved his hand.
"Get away with much?" he inquired The turnkey
Thirty forty thousand" he replied "they nipped
him in the bud
He's good" returned the other Got any more
thatre bettern him? Again the turnkey shook his
II tell he's the slickest of lott protested
as they started off, leaving the prisoner alone.
Mr.. Stephen Duckworth laziy, and, stepping to
the window of his CELL rested stlessy against
In this position with his back to the door, careesy
placed his hands in his pockets with air of man
who has nothing better to do and careessy
them In of them small gray ball of worsted
yarn. He had picked it up when he stopped down
to his ankle Ten before it had reposed
within the pockets of his erstwhile visitor the deputy
sheriff New
All that night and all the next Mr.. Stephen Duckworth
stood at the window of his prison CELL contemplating
heavens He calculated that would not be new
for three four nights.
st reckon it'll rain in few days, too, he said to
himself.
On these dark nights there was no sound to keen him
company the grooming delerous patient over
sick ward The turnkey and repassed
at intervals
Gee! he sleeps like a top" commented this ndivid-
ual he glanced at the recumbent form of Duck
his cot. When he had sleeper again
resumed his silent vigil at the window.
AS the east became slightly streaked with gray, Mr..
Duckworth took little piece of and it
horizontal slit that appeared in of the bars Then
little powdered plumbago, busted the soap