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By Walter Joseph Delaney
"Going to bury yourself in a dead
country village?" asked Benjamin
Rudd, alias Burglar Ben. "It's a
shame, Mr. Wilton! I'm of a discred
ited sort but I'm your friend for what
you've done for me, and"! say it's a
shame to see a man of your talent
throw up the chance of a lifetime."
"Why, I've demonstrated some abil
ity asa lawyer, haven't I?" chal
lenged Adrian Wilton in his smiling,
"I should say so!" cried his client
enthusiastically. "The papers have
been full of it. 'Rising young criminal
lawyer of the day!' All you've got to
do is to take a big office here in the
city and clients will flock to you.
That's your line. Didn't you clear
me with five of the best attorneys in
the city on the other side?"
"That was because you were inno
cent, Ben," reminded Adrian.
"For once by accident!" retorted
the ex-burglar with a chuckle. "Any
how, it gave me a scare and I've re
formed square and straight."
"I believe you and I am glad of it,"
said Adrian. "Well, I thank you for
offering to provide me with clients,
but I have the love for the old town,
all my friends are there and a sweet
little lady I get lonesome to see once
"Ah, that's the attraction, is it?"
smiled Burglar Ben. "Then good
luck go with you! If those country
bumpkins wake up to the fact that
youre the magnificent jury spieler
you really are maybe being a big toad
in a little puddle is better than hav
ing too much company in the city."
At all events Adrian bade good-by
to his grateful and would-be helpful
client and returned to Fordham. Yes,
the town had heard of his splendid
record in the city, Nellie Wade espe
cially, who had shown the newspa
per clippings to all her friends. The
town, however, had half a score or
veteran attorneys, lock-rooted in the
estimation of th'e'people.
"Printers' ink 'is cheap!" sneered
one of these. "Maybe young Wilton
bought that finejvWteup." '
"Yes, he's got to demonstrate his
'brilliant oratory,' 'convincing argu-
ments' and all that, befdre he ousts
us ojd and trie'd veterans," observed
anotherjOf the(ql!d-time legal clique.
Onemth,,;raomonths went by
auu iupiuioeKauio get uibcuiuiigeu.
"I Should Say So."
Few clients came to him and these
with minor hhportant cases.
"I think I had better try my career
in the city," he told his fiancee.
But loving Nellie Wade clung to
him and besought him not to go
away again. Surely the tide would
turn. His chance would come. She
advised patience and her pleadings
One morning Fordham awoke to
the senscation of a half century. A
skillful burglar'had broken into th