Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1912-08-30

SAUSu. = Ut fNaLuOlpu MASON IL was
not a defeat only, 1t was a capitula
ton, rout His standard had becH
dragged of the field by variety ac
tress and red-light detective. / wal
unspeakably bitter and depressed.
My train to New York Ier over the
Southern at twelve o'clock. / would
go to the post Office for some letters
sent after me, get a little lunch and
hurry out of this city. / went into
the post Office, got my letters, and was
coming out when a deputy marsha
touched me on the elbow and asked
me to come up to the district attor
ney's Office. knew then that Masont
trap had sprung, and hurried with
the little man up the iron stairway.
Mr. Robert Henderson was boiling
tered the ante-room of the prosecutor
for the government His collar wal
wilted down, his wonderful waistcoaf
crumpled, tiny threads of PRECIPITATION
lay along the fat folds Of his chin. He
broke out louder when he saw me
That's him. That's one of the gang
he shouted. Nov get the other one
Get this Caroline Pickney woman, and
well land them in the penitentiary.
At this moment, tall, gracious mar
with soft, drawing accent that
purred dangerously like cats, ap
peared in the doorway of the distric'
attorneys office. May l inquire he
said, who it is that is about to send
Miss Caroline Pickney to the peniten
tiary?"
"It's me-" said Henderson. "Hel
and this yegger have been shown thu
queer
''Your language is unintelligible,'
said the man.
why, green goods growled Hen
derson. "Passin' counterfeit money
that's what / mean"
1t was my turn to be astonished. Sc
the packs were counterfeit! Surely
Mason could not have made so danger
GUS blunder. He knew the laws o;
the United States. He could not have
opened the doors of the penitentiary
counterfeit money was a crime Per
haps he did not believe that Madame
Versay would dare come to the Off
GERS Of the law with it. Perhaps some
other arm of his plan had broker
down. / was amazed and alarmed. The
man in the door looked inquiringly al
me. / took out my card and handed
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trict attorney" he said. Then he spoke
to the deputy marshal. go outside
close the door and see that / am moi
interrupted" He turned then to The
detective. "Now, my man." he con.
tinued, what is all this furore about?'
Henderson gave the matter swiftly
in detail, translating his Tenderloir
terms as he proceeded When he had
concluded the narrative, the district
attorney asked to see the money. Hen
derson unlocked his satchel, took out
a pack, stripped off the gum band al
either end of it, and, holding the end
of the pack in his fingers, shook oui
the bills before the district attorney.
The lawyer had been listening with
the closest attention, his face clouded
and distressed Now, it cleared like
a summer morning. "Are the others
like this?" he said
''The same" replied Henderson, "a
good tenner on the top and bottom
and the rest queer"
"Then," said the district attorney
"the laws of the United States have
not been violated. These bills are moi
counterfeit"
Mr. Henderson mopped his wet face
What" he calculated. 1T amt good
money; is it,"
NO." replied the lawyer; it is not
money at ALL
Astonishment drove Mr.. Henderson
to his primal tongue. Hell, mani" he
said. "'Taint good! 'Taint bad!
You're stringin' me-"
The district attorney was amused
He took the pack of money and spread
it out on the table. These" he said,
ARE bills of the Confederate States
of America. They are in no sense
counterfeit. The passing of these bills
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crime against its laws. The Federal
courts have time and again so decided,
although these bills closely resemble
certain bank-note issues of the Federal
government and have been more thar
once complained Of by the treasury
department"
Then he added, with a courtly bow
to Henderson, my dear sir, you have
in your hands the promise of van
ished republic to pay you some ten
thousand dollars. Once upon time.
these bills might have purchased you
an excellent lunch and perhaps cigar
with it. doubt it little, now. You
might try Moseby Taylor on the corner
below. Mention Jubal Early"
Then he turned to me. Mr.. Parks
he said, "as you have not these potent
tokens of a great sentiment TO assist
you, must beg the honor of your pres
ence at luncheon with me. have
heard Of Randolph Mason