The Pacific commercial advertiser. [volume] (Honolulu, Hawaiian Islands) 1885-1921, 1905-09-10


the door three feet away. And on tn
door a facsimile of the street sign fas
cinated the newcomers pale blue eye
1t read:
EZRA STACKPOLE BUTTERWORTI
Attorney and Counselor
at Eccentric Law
Expert on Unusual Branches
Bureau of Abnormal Litigation
AS the door opened, the stout mai
saw little, old gentleman Of prin
demeanor, whose clean-shaven, sharl
features were nearly half-hidden in tn
wings of an old-fa shioned collar, seated
at a spindle-legged table, while hi
twinkling black eyes were fastened in
tentIy on a plaster-of-Paris dog. Th'
visitor, as in a trance, observed the dos
had two spots on his back.
"Ah-Mr. Butterworth ?" inquired the
stout man. fumbling with his umbrella
uncertainty and almost opening it.
"At your service" sa1uted the attor-
ney, reluctantly placing the toy aside
DO you call on business?"
The caller mumbled an affirmative
and tilted back his hat to mop his
brow, then removed his hat altogether
and looked inside as if seeking words
Take a chair invited the attorney,
sweeping his black eyes swiftly over
the others pudgy form. Il suppose
you saw my sign. I trust it impressed
you as it is intended to impress all
prospective clients-id est, I only take
up the abnormal cases at law. If your
case be prosaic 1 shall recommend you
to Blank, Durgin & Smith in the next
s block,
II guess the case is peculiar enough"
groaned the stout man, suddenly find
ing his voice That's just the trouble.
No other lawyer will touch it! Maybe
YOU won't care to. You see, it sounds
as IL Pm crazy
s.Ah,'' and Mr.. Butterworth nodded
knowingly. Being based on exact
truth, my brothers at the bar distrust
it, Ell? Well, state your case. My re-
tainer is one hundred dollars. I can
tell inside of five minutes whether or no
III serve your brief"
LETS take a bird's-eye view of it
first" suggested the stout man ner-
vously. what would be your first i'm
preston of defense that charges a dog
wearing a green patch over his left eye,
with grand larceny, and a one-legged
man, carrying a pink parasol, with
IOTReTy. DOIIl dluSu anu dpSltSo ny q
postman in the innocent discharge of
his duty?"
.It sounds promising declared the
attorney, displaying more interest. at
sounds as if it teemed with truth.
Frankly, if it We're not for the canine
Ingredient I fear I should have to ask
you to excuse me, as I am not a de-
fective But the dog appeals to me.
This, and he picked up the toy, "is
model of a dog on which the cele-
brated Burley homicide case pivoted.
was for the defense and obtained an
acuuittal. My client was within an ace
of the electric chair. 1t was proved the
murderer was accompanied by a coach
dog Such quadruped was found har-
bored on the defendants premises. But
one of my assistants, an expert on ami
line dyes. proved the animal in the
Burley coach-house was not coach
dog. but had been given his spots with
aniline dyes with a coal-tar base; and
he demonstrated the spots had been af-
fixed since the date of the homicide.
The toy here represents the animal af-
ter all but the true spots had been
eliminated in the courtroom. Jethuel,'
In response to a CALL a tall, thin
young man with tired-looking eyes en-
tered from another room and stood at
attention.
..Jethuel," inquired Mr.. Butterworth,
ION what did the Mulgy will contest,
settled last month in surrogate's court
in our favor. hinge2"
ION dish of sliced cucumbers offer
ed in evidence by the prepayment" re-
turned the young man.
THAT is ALL And, after the assist
ant had retired to his chamber, the at
torney smiled shrewdIy and observed:
"Simply some illustrations of our un-
usual scope"
seYou satisfy me-" cried the stout
man, that this is the place to leave
my easel I'll admit I didn't care to
repeat all the hateful details only to be !
laughed al again. That's why / wished !
you to take a bird's-eye view of the !
facts. Now I'll draw a check. My !
name. you'll observe, is Anthony |
Mackle.''
Mr.. Butterworth smiled pleasantly, |
recognizing his client as a heavy dealer |
in steel, and closing his eyes directed: |
''Now for the details. BY the way, how |
long have you in which to serve your |
answer"
Just a week. sighed Mr.. Mackle. |
and until 1 saw your sign believed
must lose by default. I don't care
about the money, bat I hate to be |
DONE
II understand" nodded the other
Proceed
Mr.. Mackle cleared his throat and
began: Some seven months ago the
firm of MacDigbie & Bigbie sought to
interest me in certain coal properties.
but, though at first I thought we'll of
the deal, I ultimately refused to allow
my name 10 be associated with the pro-
posed corporation Then they changed |
their tactics and wanted me as a silent |
backer. They frankly confessed thev
must obtain capital to float the enter |