The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1904-08-12
HIS FIRST CLIENT.
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To discover that clients were not yet
regular visitors to his sanctum one only
needed to look at his desk. where a
very new looking volume of the "Prus-.
Sian Civil Code" was resting side by
side with a costly ivory fan. which he
had broken the night before at q wine
supper with a circus rider, and on top
of an equally new and unused volume
of the Penal Code were two scented
letters on dainty paper, evidently from
Il woman OF refinement. In the very
center of the desk was a photo of a
beautiful but rather sensuous looking
woman of typical southern features.
His rather pleasant face was very
serious just now. Everything had hap
pened so entirely different from what
he had expected. Tomorrow the court
session was to open. and not one client
had appeared to ask for his services in
even the most Insignificant case. and
to think that the rich butcher and saul
sage manufacturer, Mr.. Mermut. had
had the impudence to tell him hat he
did not want to hear of any engage
ment between him.. Franz Won der Hell
den, n blue blooded but poor lawyer,
and his own charming but plebeian
daughter. Ottilie. until he had pleaded
at least one case in court.
10 drown his sorrow the young attor-
ney had throwa himself into a mael-
strom of dissipation. He was i'm con-
slant attendance on the beautiful circus
rider. who seemed to favor him far
more than any of the many members
of the jeunesse doree who sighed for
her love. and he had run hopelessly in
debt for flowers and jewelry which she
could not live without.
Suddenly there was a knock on the
door. His old bookkeeper. who sat in
the outside office pretending to keep
Imaginary accounts and files, appeared
and Mr.. Wermuth, who
stood behind him with a bundle of legal
papers in his fat hand.
He deposited his mighty person In an
armchair, looked at the rather embar-
raised attorney and aid with a smile:
Il uppos you are surprised to see
me here, Mr.. Won der Helden, to give a
case nto your hands. and you may be
quite sure that If it was not because
Ottilie had nearly tortured the life out
Of me l should never have come. But
never mind. I have decided to risk it
and give you a fair trial. Now, if you
win this case for me we shall be
friends. and 1 may be able to bring you
more business: but II you lose l will
e my daughter to a Swiss boarding
school and take care that you see
neither her nor me any more. l sup
pose you need money, and you may /,
ask your own price, and l shall give
my cashier an order to advance you
any amount you may need"
Noi oe I1elCelI , lliSl Impulse WAS 70
order his ~impudent prospective father
in-law to leave his office at once. but
he controlled himself and began to look
through the papers which the sausage
manufactured handed aim. 1t was 4
case concerning a disputed boundary
line. but 1t was evident that grave mis-
takes had been made by the attorney
who had handled the business before
him, and for this reason Mr.. Wertnut
had lost the case In the lower court.
While he was busy studying the pa
pers the young man nearly collapsed
when he saw how the butchers eyes
were riveted on the photograph of the
beautiful circus rider. though strange
TO say he a tact enough not to say
anything.
Three weeks later the case came up
In the first part of the civil court. Franz
Won der Holden made a we'll prepared
speech which made a great impression
on his wealthy client, and was jubilant
when the judge ordered a special local
session on the disputed property, which ,
was part OF the large garden surround >
ing Mr.. Wermut's residence.
The month of May had come. with
beautiful weather. n everybody
hailed With Joy the advent of spring.
of IL, with golden hair and dark blue
eyes. would see nothing of all this. ana
walke around as If dazed ever since
the day her father had come home and
told OF the fan and photo on her lover.
had the audacity to walk up and down
below her eranda as If nothing at all
had happened. and even smile at her.
a few minutes later the members of
he court arrived. and after half an
hours debate she was surprised to see
her father and her faithless lover as
tend the steps, arm in arm.
What should she do? She would
not meet him at any cost; but where
rould she go? Looking around she
sa@ a door leading nto a closet where
saiden tools were kept, and hurried in
there: The door closed behind her and
she found herself In n small. dark
place, unable to get out, as the door
could only be opened from the out
side. She heard her father enter the
afraid. no earthly power could make
her call the young lawyer to her as
slstance. Suddenly she heard a noise
among the tools on the floor, and felt
nerself turn pale with horror. There
place. and she had a deadly terror o.,
mice. Her eyes. which ha2 now be-
rome used to the darkness, could even
zee them on the floor close to her face. /,
She gave a cry. but no one heard her, y
walk up and dow outside.
Mr.. Won der Helden!" she cried.
No answer. And the mice were still,
mere; she could hear them move.
With the strength of despair she tried
to force the door. blu it did not bulge,
Now she could hear steps right out
side. Her pride was gone. and she
cried. with tears: W
oh. Franz! Franz! Help me! open
the door. or 1 shall diet" 0p"
The door was torn open and Fran,
Won der Holden held her faintlng form
In his arms. just as Mr.. Wermut ap-
peared on the scene with a bottle OF
old Burgundy and glasses.
I suppose shall ave to send som.
n more m business sa5h yoHr way, now" was
fee you have asked in this case Won
are rather htsh-priced."
Putting on Style in Arizona.
Tombstone Prospector: Every svnn
tom points to a tendency to spread On
style in Tombstone. Among other Ina.
tincts in this direction, the BOYS bought ,
a pair of beautiful barber pole susnend. y
ers and presented them to thea niah HI.