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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, July 12, 1915, NOON EDITION, Image 18

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By Victor Radcliffe
(Copyright by W. G. Chapman.)
"So this is the status of the case?"
spoke Rodney Blair. " -
"Precisely," responded Rufus Wells
The young man's face was drawn
and clouded. He fumbled with his
watch chain holding the latest, most
expensive watch money could buy.
He glanced down at the four-carat
diamond ring on his finger and the
some look took in the rich texture of
his fashionable apparel.
"Let me think," he said in a lost,
dreamy tone. "Let me think. And I
can't make it up!" he exclaimed with
suddenness. ,
"What do you mean by 'make it
up'?" inquired the practical, keen
eyed attorney.
"Why, I've spent money that didn't
belong to me, haven't I? The little
estate that should have gone to this
poor half-orphan girl, Eunice Ball,
has been half squandered by me.
How do you think I feel why, I'm a
thief, that's what I am!"
"I -know you are an idiot to take
this trifling incident this way!" re
torted the lawyer raspingly.
"Trifling incident!" fairly shouted
Rodney, starting up with animation,
"why it's the very life of that poor
creature! See here, I have learned
positively that my half uncle, James
Ross, led this Miss Lucy Wilson and
her helpless, aged mother to believe
that they were to inherit his wealth."
"Which he left to you. Exactly!"
nodded Wells legally. "He evidently
changed his mind. You got the $10,
000. It is yours yet what is left of
"Yes," persisted Rodney, "but I've
found out that these Wilson people
, are very poor. The father is entirely
I unable to work. Thet girl is a school
teacher, but lost her position two
rmonths ago and they are in almost
jaibject poverty. Among the papers
of my uncle a codicil to his will was
found leaving his estate to Miss Wil
son." "But unsigned," reminded the law
yer. "Yes, that is true."
"And therefore worthless. Don't
be a fool, Blair! You are legal heir
to the Ross estate. No one can take
it away from you."
"No, I'm going to give it away of -
my own free will," announced Rod- (J)
ney determinedly. "That's why I've
come to you. I want you to sell all
the furniture in my bachelor apart
ments, all the gewgaws I have squan-
"The Biggest Fool I Ever Met," He
dered money on my automobile, the
bonds you bought for me. Take what
you can get, only do it quickly. Then
I will add what I have in bank and
give what is left of the estate to its
rightful owner."
Lawyer Wells made a face as
though swallowing a bitter pill.
"The most extraordinary young
man and the bigegst fool I ever met,"
he soliloquized, as Rodney left the of
fice after placing his diamond ring,
watch and some papers of value upon
the desk.
Rodney Blair was in earnest. Two

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