The Virginia enterprise. [volume] (Virginia, St. Louis County, Minn.) 1893-19??, 1913-06-20

= real estate along Lake
Shore drive, when all at
once we discovered that we were talk
ing about poetry in the most earnest
manner. I looked at Miss Clement;
she looked at me. Both of us smiled
foolishly.
What on earth ever switched us
from real estate to poetry?" l asked,
and she laughed. We were strolllng
along through the damp of a summer
mist. Our jaunting clothes on, happy
in the freshness of the atmosphere
and the GOODNESS of the breeze as it
drifted in from the lake; not caring
whether we became wet or not-just
joyous in the knowledge that life was
Miss Clement and I take many stroll
that way Sometimes do the talking;
most of the time, however, l draw her
out to make the conversation, for she
is the interesting one. And as l
looked into that face of rosy cheeks,
full red lips and swapping eyes, won.
dered what today would bring, what
experience of the past. She was still
endeavoring to trace back our CONVEX
sation to the point where real estate
had become meter and rhyme-but
she had failed.
II can't trace the poetry" she said
with little shake Of her head, but I
can remember the time when poetry
traced a green goods man and traced
him into the penitentiary at that. 1t
was not so very long ago either"
There was time, when remini-
scence crowded upon her, that Miss
Clement would ask me if l cared to
hear the story. That time is past
now, for she knows better And so
she began the recital as we strolled
along the dripping drive, where the
trees hung low and where the birds,
impriso d by the dampness, cheeped
disgustedly at the weather.
'lTor couple of weeks" she began
as We strolled along, men of every
type had been walking into detective
headquarters with looks of disgust on
their faces and long stories on their
tongues 1t was the old green goods
story-or rather a story that was lit
tie better, for this was the case of a
money machine"
"A money machine?" asked.
EXACTLY; put in a dime and draw
out a dollar. Or better still, draw out
thousands. There were cattlemen,
there were farmers, there we're
oven business men. It seemed that
they would meet their money ma
chino friend at night, around the
city somewhere, become interested
in the fresh, clean bills he had, and
finally become excited enough to be-
lieve his story. And the story was
not bad" Miss Clement added with a
little smile. HE had formerly worked
in the Bureau of Printing and Engrav-
ing. Finally he got the secret of how
to make the impressions Of money and
then print more just like it, 1t was a
mint, you see. But the difficulty was
every green goods man has a little
difficulty, you know, which keeps him
from turning out all the money in the
world, and keeping it for himself-that
all this money he made was brand
new, and if he kept spending new
money all the time he would be
caught. And therefore, he was now in
the philanthropic business of exchang.
ing new money for old, at reduced
prices. So, if you had $1,000 on which
you wanted to make a quick invest
ment, he would be very glad to put it
into the machine and turn you out
$4,000 in clean new bills for it, simply
to get the old money. Nice little
scheme, don't you think?'
But" interrupted.
How did he fool his victims? Very
easily. There would be two packages
of supposed money. One really con
tanned bills. The other contained moth
ing but tissue paper. He would take
his victim to some out of the way
place, pretend to give him the pack
age OF money and hand him the pack
age of tissue paper instead. with in
structions that it was dangerous tt
open the same before he got home
And then-well, when he got home
he would hurry for the police station
with his tissue paper in his hand.
And so this thing had gone alons
for two weeks. 1t seemed that the
maker of money was everywhere, anC
there was no way to stop him. A gen
eral alarm was sent out among the de
tectives and l was one of those who
received it. Description? Oddly
enough, there was none It seemed
the green goods man was a man who
could disguise himself naturally. One
man would describe him with {
twisted mouth. Another time he would
have Jewish appearance. On othe1
occasions he would seem somewhat
epileptic and his face would have
contortionistic appearance. All we hal
to go on were his height, weight anC
the color of his eyes and hair. And a.
that, I've seen mighty few person:
who could describe the same maj
alike even in these details.
"But we started to work, and one
morning there walked another victim
into detective headquarters with hi!
little bundle of tissue paper. We heart
the story, and as the man talked I be
gan to finger the bogus bundle. AS
did so, there began to come few in
SEPARATIONS into my mind. The tissu,
paper was short and square and fold
ed. It struck me all of a sudden tina
It was Of the type used for shaving
paper in barber shops. Suddenly as
started to crumDlo the paper in m,