Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1912-08-16
The Corrector of Destinies
Being Tales of Randolph Mason as Related by
His Private Secretary, CORTLAND Parks
My Friend at Bridge
By Melville Davisson Post
Copyright by Edward ]. clode


me, Marcus Gerry" Then his lips
set evenly along his fine, sensitive
mouth. But only for a moment. He
gave me swift glance and began to
laugh.
my brother is all right, you know:
but he is a commercial factor. His
financial sense is sound. A rotten
ship is a retten ship. The captain of
it cannot matter two-pence. Let
him step down and off, and the hull
go to Davy Jones. Pension the cap
tain perhaps, but cut loose from the
derelict That's Marcus Gerry. That's
the sane view."
We were down town now. The car
riage was turning into Fifth avenue.
! The young man touched the drivers
button.
.'This is your club, Mr.. Parks, be-
lieve," he said. 81 am obliged by your
kindness. Won't you let me give you
the gewgaws?"
.By no MEANS answered, getting
out of the cab. PLEASE do me the
courtesy to forget our game Of
| bridge"
He laughed pleasantly. ooh, shall
forget it, thank you. Seafaring folk at
Bremen say the, cable ought always
to read, Der Kapitan ging nit SEMEN
Schiffe unter.'" Then he spoke to
the driver and closed the carriage
door.
/ went into the club and got a pony
of brandy, cigar and a chair by the
| fire. | was greatly sorry for young
Gerry. He was an exceedingly pleas
ant fellow. Still, could do nothing.
l had thought the matter over fully.
/ could, of course, bring him to Ran
dolph Mason, but of what use was
| that? There was no balance OF in
Justice to be squared up here. A reck-
less young spendthrift, come to the
| end of his tether, was all. Mason
would have that fact out in twinkle,
and close the door in his face. 1t was
out of the question to fool him. He
would pick a man like vulture at a
bone till he got to the marrow.
threw the cigar into the fire. Any
way, Marcus Gerry would doubtless
| pension the captain of the rotten ship.
| At the worst, he would probably be
| better off than the most of us. Then
l recalled the German sentence
Heinrich" said to the club stew.
ard, "what is Der Kapitan ging init
semen Schiffe unter?"
der Captain vent down NIT his
| Ship replied the man.
A great light came to me. I went
over to the table and write on my
card, Come to Randolph Mason to-
morrow at eleven. The old Field
| mansion off Broadway, below Wal
street" Then / sent it to his address
| by messenger. That would at least
| gain time; and perhaps the boy would
give up the idea of suicide. Then
! took another pony of brandy and
walked to my lodgings.
1 was a little late in arriving on
Broadway the morning after the game
Of bridge. AS / stopped to open the
old iron gate to Randolph Mason's
house, Winfield Gerry came across
| from Wall street and joined me. He
looked well-groomed and wholesome
| We entered the house and crossed
| the wide hall to the old-time drawing
room. now used for an office. AS
/! threw back the mahogany door, ! Cd
served Randolph Mason leaning over
i the table in the middle of the room
He Strengthened up, cast a steady
searching glance at young Gerry that
| ran swiftly over him to his feet, then
turned abruptly and walked into the
| adjoining room, closing the folding
doors behind him.
We entered and young Gerry took
chair by the window. "Was that Kan
dolph Mason?" he said.
/ answered that it was.
until saw his face" he continued
az could have sworn that it was Lie
bach. the greatest surgeon in Europe
He has Liebach's hands, too. But the
| resemblance vanished when he looked
nm. This mans lean, sinewy, pro
| truding Jaw is almost menace. He
| Is not as gray as Liebach. either; and
besides that. Liebach has, once In 9
while, something gentle in has race
if they do call him the Wolf in Mu
Mich. This mans face looks metallic
as though it might ring if you strucA
| it."
/ laughed, tossed him the morning
paper, and begged him to excuse me
i while / ran over the morning mall.
was scarcely seated before Pietro ap
peared, saying that Mr.. Mason wished
! to see me. / arose and went into the
adjoining room.
/ Randolph Mason sat at his table
his elbow on the writing-pad and his
chin propped in the hollow OF MS
hand. Before him was square snee'
| from his memoranda files. He began
to volley questions in voice tina,
snapped like the click of a gun-Darrel
into it's block.
| "Is Wilder acquitted"
eyes" / answered: "a per cur1am
opinion yesterday. The mandate viii
come down from the United States
| circuit court of appeals, Monday. 4.
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