Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1909-04-23
A Change of Baggage.

i'll that he muttered.
Ezra" said the girl. sharply.
He started suddenly and began taking
out the packages. Each was wrapped
with slip of letter paper, the $500 be
ing written with common lead pencil
Ezra counted the packages aloud as
he placed them on the floor.
Suddenly he stopped and held one up.
card had been slipped through the
band that wrapped it.
Ezra pulled out the bit of pasteboard
and read the few penciled words on it
aloud:
"Be at Francis Garrison's office at 2
o'clock, on Tuesday"
That was ALL
Ezra turned the card over. 1t was
blank on the other side.
Francis Garrison is one of the leading
lawyers of the city" said Ezra. 81 have
often heard his name.'
what is his reputation
81 fancy it must be very high"
The girl put her hand on Ezra's arm.
you will see him tomorrow morning,
Ezra"
yes" he said. Francis Garrison may
".
but he will advise me what to do.'
The girl put her arm around his neck
and kissed his cheek.
Spoken like my Ezra" she murmured,
and kissed him again
The young man stopped and closed the
bag.
There" he said, "I'm glad the stuff
is hidden from sight"
nd ho i'll II.
"Ill take charge of this. | think it will
be safer with me. Besides, I'm going to
put leather dressing on it that will re-
store the color and disguise it so that
wicked eyes will never recognize it. Good
night and pleasant dreams. Ezra, dear
and come as early as you like in the
morning"
Ezra Cranley gave his name to the
trim young man at the door of Francis
Garrisons office.
Presently he opened the door and Ezra
picked up his bag and entered the inner
room He heard the click of q telephone
receiver falling into its hook and the
gray haired man at the broad table near
the window Strengthened up. There was
another man in the room, tall man
whose back was turned and who was
the most distant window.
The gray haired man had Ezra's card
in his hand
"Sit down, Mr.. Cranley," he said. Il
am Mr.. Garrison
Ezra bowed as he took the nearest
chair. The lawyer seemed waiting for
him to speak.
MIR. Garrison" he said, Il have come
10 IN ha hot
something about a large amount of
yesterday, | think A slight clue led
me TO believe that the owner might be
one of your clients. If you do not know
him, then | want your advice"
The gray-haired man looked at him
steadily.
"And why do you hope that | know
the owner?r
$50 that the money might be returned
to him"
The gray haired man continued to
study Ezra's face
And you have come here to open
negotiations ?" he slowly said
Ezra flushed
NO. he answered
There was little silence
"Where is this money!" the LAWYER
slowly asked.
Here" and Ezra pushed forward the
bag.
The man at the window suddenly
turned around He was a ad-shoui-
dered man with kindly face and keen
blue eyes
The lawyer looked around at the tall
man.
MIR. John Dermot," he said. let me
make YOU acquainted with Mr. Ezra
Cranley."
Ezra and the stranger shook hands.
Mr. Dermot had the misfortune to
lose sum of money yesterday" the
lawyer went on. HE was bringing it
to my office on surface car when an
adroit thief, aided by a confederate.
took the bag in which the money was
packed. 1t is possible that the money
you desire to restore to its owner Is
| Mr. Dermots money. Can YOU identify
your property, Mr.. Dermot?'
| The tall man nodded.
! Il think So he replied. "The money
was in bills, which | had packaged in
$500 lunches l tore the Slips / used
from sheet of letter paper, aud placed
a copy of the Los Angeles Herald over
the stuff
Ezra's face was impressive.
what was the amount of money in
the bag?1 he asked
Twenty nine thousand dollars"
Ezra arose and picked up the bag and
| laid ii on the lawyers table.
mir. Garrison" he said may | ask
| you to act as a witness while Mr.. Der.
mot examines his property?"
The tall man stared from Ezra to the
| lawyer.
We'll. what do you think of that ,"
! he muttered
| Ezra opened the bag.
The tall man made little pile of
money packages on the table.
Il think that ten of these BELONG TO
you, Mr.. Cranley," he said.