Perrysburg journal. (Perrysburg, Wood Co., O. [Ohio]) 186?-1965, 1916-03-16

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Dual turned from his desk and re-
garded me slowly.
"Do you remember a dead chauf-
feur who had red hairs on the catch
of his glove?" he inquired.
! sat up.
"Good Heavens" l exclaimed,
"You don't think it could be another
thing like that! The hairs were from
some other face! Dual, what do you
mean?"
Semi shook his head.
"Now, about this WILL" he resum-
ed his questions. ."You said the draw
er in the desk was open when Bryce
first produced it for Porter's exam
ination?"
eyes. Bryce said he thought it
was rather odd that it should have
been"
Bryce had a glimmer of common
sense. Unfortunately it went out"
smiled Semi. "Did you examine the
will?"
II read it over"
"And did you notice any evidences
of it's having been changed recently?
Be careful, Gordon!"
l remained silent long enough to
try and visualize the document as /
had seen it lying upon the top of the
desk. Finally l shook my head.
81 think not" l replied.
"And the writing in all parts of it,
save the signatures, was the same?"
GAS far as l could see, Dual"
81 used to marvel, and even yet l
sometimes am awed, at the manner in
which some mems names fit their per-
sonalities," Semi mused, without, as
could see, any relevance to the last
question. parents all unconsciously
select names whose letter combina-
tions predicate the characters of their
offspring, and the children live up to
their names. Give me mans name
and | can tell you much of what will
come to him in life. 1t has been said
that rose by any other name would
smell as sweet. 1t would not-be-
cause it couldn't!
at would have to mirror its name
in itself. And so our names are lit
orally the ghosts of ourselves, and the
act of dead man may be safely
judged as TO its truth by viewing the
ghost of his name. Even our names
are but added proof of the immortal
ity of justice, which lies in the hand
of God. You chose a fitting time to
refresh your memory as to the motto
on my sun-dial, my friend. Your
mind was full of its meaning when
you came in bit ago."
"And you read it, of course"
remarked. you make me feel as
though my head were glass. But
what has all this sermon of names to
do with the case?"
Merely that by scanning them
Alright one may tell whether Bryce
and Johnson are right or wrong"
said Dual.
"And-"
Patience" smiled Semi. "The
hour is not yet at hand. You men
toned two thirty-seven as the time
the clock stopped, did you not?"
"Yes. Bryce made note of it."
Suppose" suggested Semi, that
you amuse yourself for few min
utes. Have cigarette, and look out
of the window, or take stroll
through the garden. When you've
finished the cigarette come back. |
shall be ready to tell you what you
must do by that time"
He pulled out "A drawer, threw me
box of cigarettes, and took fresh
sheet of paper from pile by his
hand. He glanced at the great clock
III the corner.
"Twenty minutes 20 twelve. The
sword of eternal justice shall be un-
sheathed at noon. Come back then.
| jammed the box of cigarettes in.
to my pocket and left him. went out
and to the far end of that garden and
climbed upon "A platform inside the
parapet.
The day was warm and the glass
of the dome above the garden was
removed. | leaned on the parapet and
looked over, lighted a cigarette and
tossed the match outward.
1t fell flaming downward, went out
and dropped, dropped, growing faint
er and fainter till it vanished.
The dull noon-roar came family up
to my ears. A warm, sweet breath
from the garden famed about me
Back there in the tower Dual sat and
worked.
AS left | had seen him take a pain
of compasses and spin circle on his
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