The Owosso times., 1922-02-03
True
Detective Stories
ALL EVIDENCE

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ond-nature to him during. the consid-
Grafton of difficult problem.
"Why on earth, Edwards, didn't you
come to me with this story beforef
It's too late to help you now. Your
stocks gone, your credit ruined, and
they've MIXED you dry. A word to
the association In time would have
saved you money and us time"
81 didn't dare to come out In the
open," groaned the man on the 9TH
er side Of the desk. '"They had the
goods on me, too, remember. r did
hire a private detective agency,
but
Private detectives r. snorted West.
Detectives Of any kind are practical.
ly useless In cases connected with COM
mercial crimes. "There's nothing that
can be done in this case, but there Is
a way In which you can assist the law,
land the men who fleeced you, and pos
Listen :"
Less than six months later, Abe Elm.
stein, who called himself credit
manager" wandered into the Office Of
Henry w. Easton, lawyer, and after
seeing that all the doors were care
fully closed, inquired If Easton re-
membered Edwards, the shoe dealer,
whom they had nicked some time be-
fore.
"The names familiar" replied the
lawyer, "but l don't recall the de-
tails"
"Oh, 1t was the same old game"
grunted Einstein. II got him to come
up and talk to you-you suggested
that he ship the bulk Of his stock out
OF town to me-Fd sell it, and we'd
split with him after the usual fees
had been deducted"
81 remember now. Then, when he
came back here and timidly asked for
his part of the rake-off, told him he
was lucky not to be in jail for viO-
lating six or eight different statutes.
Our fees as I carefully explained to
him, more than ate up the proceeds
of his stock at a forced sale, and he
really owed us money! You should
the trouble? Has he made a peep to
the police?
"No, nothing like that" Einstein re-
piled. But l happened to be pass
ing through Wilkesbarre the other day,
and who should l run into but Ed
wards. Prosperous, too. knew him
In minute, and wondered where he'd
gotten his money. Followed him down
the street aways, and found that he'd
opened another store. Flashy, but
gOod-looking. Somebody's evidently
staked him, and he's trying his luck,
but-and here's the part that concerns
us-he's nearly on the rocks again !"
"What? On the verge of bank.
ruptcy?"
Exactly; only this time he evident
ly intends to work the game all his
own. You can't blame him for that,
after he's been burned once"
But" protested Easton, she can't
handle 1t by himself!
That's what / figured" said Elm
stein. "But, naturally, didn't put the
matter up to him. Things have been
pretty dull around here for a while.
Why don't you run up and see Ed
wards? Admit that we didn't do as
well for him the first time as we might
have, and make him a guarantee Of
$500 on a 40-60 split.
"Right !" snapped the lawyer. "Tll
take run up there tomorrow"
M off L., hn 1rt-
vate office of his store, Edwards and
Easton thrashed out the details of
their former arrangement the lawyer
stating that he had come to pay over
$1,000, (which had been unexpectedly
saved from the wreck"
Incidentally" he added, 81 under
stand that you won't be here much
longer. Going to try the same game
yourself?"
Possibly" replied the shoe dealer,
"Why not?'
"Y0u can't do 1t without an organi-
zation," insisted the lawyer. "You
need us, and we need you.
Then, while Edwards nervously
played with some papers on his desk,
Easton outlined his plan-how the
goods were to be shipped, how Elm
stein would handle them, and the ST.
500 guarantee which would be paid
the shoe dealer for his part in the
fraudulent bankruptcy proceedings.
Terms were finally agreed up, and
the whole court proceedings went for
ward without q hitch.
The day after he had been declared
bankrupt, Edwards accompanied East
on to the bank, and there received the
$500 which had been promised him.
AS the lawyer handed him over the
money, he heard voice behird him
say:
NAB him, boysw
Turning, he came face to face with a
rather small, pleasant-faced man of
about fifty-the man who was the
terror of commercial criminals.
"Westw cried the lawyer, "What
do you want?"
"You and Einstein," was the reply.