The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1910-04-14

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at tss all rdghdt to be smart. bat to b.
a thtet!"
man, you vas one dirty scoundrel. You
vas a thief. 1t ISIS all righdt to be
smart. but to be thief"
"Why didn't you pull out?" asked
Orde.
II couldn'tv' cried Heinzman pite
ously. HE haf me cold. l paid Stan.
ford $500 for his vote on the charter
and Newmark he know dot. He can
prove it. He tell me If don't do what
he say he put me in jail"
"Well, he can still put you in prison.
said Orde.
"vot careY cried Heinzman, throw
ing up both his arms. "You and your
wife are my friends. She save my
Nina. Du heber Colt! II my daugh-
ter had died. vot good ISIS friends and
money, vot good ISIS anything? l
don't want to live! And ven / sit dere
by her always something ask me, Wy
you do dot to the peoples dot safe your
Mina?"
His excitement died.
"Have you that noteY' asked Orde
ut is at my Office for the foreclosure.
will not foreclose. He can send me
to the penitentiary."
Telephone Lambert in the morning
to give it to me. No-here Write an
order in this notebook.
Heinzman wrote the required order
Il CO." said he, suddenly weary.
Orde accompanied him down the
street and succeeded in slipping him
through the improvised quarantine.
Morning found Orde still seated in
the library chair. His head was sunk
forward on his chest; his hands were
extended, listless, palms up. along the
arms of the chair; his eyes were va
cant and troubled.
When the full sun shone into the
library he aroused himself to change
his clothes. Then, carrying those he
had just discarded, he slipped out of
the house and down the street. He
paused only long enough to telephone
from the office telling Carroll he would
be out of town all day. Then he set
out at long swinging gait over the
hills. miles from the village and in the,
high beech woods. There he sat down.
his back to a monster tree. All dayi
long he gazed steadily on the shiftingl
shadows and splotches Of sunlight; onl
the patches Of blue sky, the dazzlingI
white clouds that sailed across them;I
on the waving. whispering frond thatl
overarched him and the deep COOL
shadows beneath.
At evening Orde shook himself and
arose.
He reached home little before 6
o'clock. He found Taylor awaiting
him.
Il have things pretty well in shape"
the lawyer said.
Then the trouble is overY' asked
Orde.
Il wouldn't say that" replied Taylor.
"but you can rest easy as to the title
to your lands. The investigation had
no real basis to it. There may have
been some small individual cases of
false entry. but nothing on which to
ground real attack"
when can 1 borrow on it?"
"Not for year or two, l should say
There's an awful lot of red tape to I'M
wind"
"Oh," said Orde in some disappoint-
ment.
Taylor hesitated.
II have something more to tell you
that will be painful" said
he.
Orde looked up quickly.
"Well, what is it?''
"The general cussedness of all this
business had me puzzled |
until at last made up my mind to do
q little investigating on my own ac-
count There was one man behind all |
this. He was
Joe Newmark." said Orde quietly.
How did you know that?"
II just guessed"
well. it was Newmark He tied up |
the land in this trumped up investiga-
ton so you could not borrow on it."
How did he find out l owned any |
land?" asked Orde.
-That couldn't tell you. Must have
been leak somewhere"
Orde did not wish to return to the
office until he had worked his problem
out, SO to lend his absence the color of
naturalness he drove back next morn
ing to the booms.
In the evening he went direct to