The Detroit times., 1912-05-01
CHAPTER XIX.
Continued.

Legal processes in America were
even less known TO him, but'he was
not daunted on that account. lie
remembered Sherlock Holmes anu
Raffies; he recalled Bill sykes anu
Dubosc, lodging the operations VI
Justice; and in that romantic chaiu
her that turks somewhere III every
mans makeup, he felt that classic
tradition had armed him with all the
preparation necessary for herolc
achievement. He, Chamberlain, was
Unexpectedly called upon To act as
an agent of Justice against chicanery
and violence. and IL was not In him
to shrink the task. His lapors'
which. for the greater part OF MS
life. had been expended In tracing
the evolution OF blind fish In inlanu
caves. had not especially htted MIN
for dealing with the details OF such q
case as Agatha's; but they had lett
him eminently we'll equipped for dis
cerning right principles and embrac-
ing them.
Chamberlain's nrst move was TO
visit Big Simon. who directed hini
to the house of the justice or the
peace, Israel Cady. Squire Cady, In
his shirt-sleeves and wearing an ola
faded silk hat, was In his side YARD
endeavoring to coax the fruit down
gently from a flourishing pear tree
"You wait just minute, II you
please, until | get these two plump
pears down, and I'll be right there,
he called courteously, without look
ing away from his long-handleu
wire scoop.
Mr.. Chamberlain strolled into the
yard, and after watching Squire
Cady's exertions for minute or two,
offered to WELD the pole himself.
Takes a pur-uty steady hand TO
get those big ones off without bruis-
ing Them" cautioned the squire.
But Chamberlain hand was stead
mess itself, and his eyesight much
keener than the old mans. The re-
suit was highly satisfactory. NO less
than dozen ripe pears were (WHICH
ed OF, just in the nick of time, so far
as the eater was concerned.
well, thank you, sir; thank you.
said Squire Cady. THAT just goes
TO show what the younger generation
can do. Now then. let's see. Got
any pockets?"
He picked out six of the best pears
and piled them in Chamberlain's
hands, then took off his rusty, old
fashioned hat and filled ii with the
rest OF the fruit. Chamberlain care
fully slowed his treasures into the
wide pockets of his tweed suit.
Now, SIR" Squire Cady said
heartily" well go into my office
and attend to business. I'm not equal
to Cincinnatus, whom they found
blowing his field, but can take care
OF my garden. Come in, sir. come
In"
Chamberlain followed the tall
spare old figure into the house. The
squire disappeared with his pears.
leaving his visitor in the narrow
hall but he returned in moment
and led the way into his office. 1t
was large, rag-carpeted room, filled
with all those worsted knickknacks
which women make, and Uttered
comfortably with hooks and papers.
Squire Cady put on a lowered
dressing-gown, drew a pair of specta-
cles out Of pocket, bandana hand
kerchief from another, and requested
Chamberlain TO sit down and make
himself at home. The two men sat
facing each other near tall secre-
tary whose pigeonholes were stuffed
with papers In all stages Of the yell
lowing process. Squire Cady's face
was yellowing, like his paper, and 1t
was wrinkled and careworn; but his
eyes were bright and humorous, and
his voice pleasant. Chamberlain
thought he liked him.
Come to get a marriage license?"
the squire inquired. Chamberlain i'm
mediately decided that he didn't like
him, but he foolishly blushed.
mo, it's another sort Of matter" I"
he said stiffiy.
mot a marriage license! All
right, my boy" agreed Squire Cady.
"'Tisn't the fashion to marry young
nowadays, know, though twas the
fashion In my day. Not a wedding!
What Them"
Then Chamberlain set t6 work to
tell his story. Placed, as Ii were,
face to face with the law, he realized
that he was but poorly equipped for
carrying on actual proceedings, even
though they might be against Belial
himself; but he made good front
and persuaded Squire Cady that there
was something to be done. The
squire was visibly affected at the
mention Of the old red house, and fell