The Prescott daily news., 1907-08-14

stay here for a while, sir. and enjoy little vacation"
 What kind of'a plot is this. gentle. men? l am clerk in the employ of Marburg X Company. Let me go," he cried, beginning to struggle help. lessly
 Softly, sir, we know all about vou MT. Marburg has asked that you be given this little vacation. Your wife asked 1t for you"
 My wife! But have no wife, don't believe you. You are all in some plot to ruin mel" and Simon, instead of trying to be cool and ration al, grew more excited, more confused and more violent in his resistance. At last he was forced down a corridor and placed in solitary cell, where he passed sleepless night.
 On the afternoon of the next day Dr. Cheslea. head of the Cheslea Sani- tarium, sat reading in his private of- fice. As his eye moved over the front page of the Herald" it was attracted by the following item:
 Faithful Clerk Absconds from the Marburg Store. Simon Lane, for ten years a trusted employer of Mar burg and Company disappeared from the city yesterday taking with him check for SLIGO dollars paid him by wealthy customer. No news of his whereabount has been obtained"
 Dr. Cheslea re-read the item with puzzled expression, then sat for several moments staring before him in silence. As If on sudden thought, he then picked up a directory from his desk and looked through 1t hur- riedly, Then taking down the receiv- CT of his desk telephone he called the number of Marburg's private office.
 "Hello,' little excitedly, ''I want to talk with MT. Marburg at once"
 This Is Marburg right here" re- turned a gruff voice, what can I do for you?"
 This is pr. Cheslea of the Cheslea Sanitarium. I read of the disappear ance of your clerk, Simon Lane, and wish to say that he is here at the sanitarium. He was placed here yes terday at the request of his wife and at the advice of his physician"
 His wife? Simon Lane, my clerk, had no wife! You must be mistaken"
 Dr. Cheslea saw in flash the depth of his deception. He dropped the tele- phone and pressed button on his desk.
 "Go," he said calmly to the attend ant who appeared, and show MT. Lane to my oflice-Mr. Lane, the gen tleman in number 97."
 As Simon Lane, dejected and woe begone, appeared in the doorway of the office Dr. Cheslea arose to meet him and shook him warmly by the hand
 "Mr. Lane," he said, this institu- tion has done you great wrong. AS head of this institution l am responsi- ble for it and offer most humble apol- ogy. It is plain that we both have been much deceived"
 The two talked earnestly together for ten minutes. In the midst of the discussion a cab drove hurriedly up hastily mounted the steps and entered the office.
 "Simon!" he cried, halting between his old time confidence in his clerk and his new, suddenly grounded sus- picion.
 NJar soiI nr ChaStao be seated I am afraid, all uncon- sciously, we have been parties to one of the cleverest swindling tricks of which I have ever heard. A woman called here at my office the day before yesterday with two gentlemen. one of whom she introduced as her broth CT, the other of whom bore the card of prominent north side doctor. gentleman for whom 1 have the great est esteem professionally. but whom unfortunately. had never met. This woman stated that her husband was insane, to which fact the two gentle men testified She declared that his insane hobby was selling furs. and that he imagined himself clerk in the employ of Marburg and Company. She spoke of him in terms of great affection and seemed much moved. I expressed the hope that we might be able to benefit him by a few months treatment. She then explain ed that he was very suspicious and wary, also that he was very violent when crossed in his wishes or other wise disturbed in temper. but that she would try, under some pretence, to bring him quietly to the office here,