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About Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 11, 1914)
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He threw up his hands In a gesture of Impotence. "Yep, that's the way It comes back on you. They gave me fifteen. I tried to make a deal with 'em by turning up my plates, but they figured fifteen would wind me up; and they knew I was the only one who knew where the plates are burled. And they ain't afraid of those plates as long as they're In the ground, and I'm In here. There you are, kid; that's how It nicked me. Now will you believe me when I say I know you can't make It pay?" Chub played the part of remorse ful youth to perfection. "You're right," he said. "I've been a fool. Well, It Is n't too late for mo to go right when I get outside." He let there be no doubt concern ing his reformation, always giving Clarkson credit for opening his eyes. The warden noted It and told a re porter. The reporter wrote a Christ mas feature Btory about it It was a touching little thing, the tale of, the old broken convict who had saved a young man after his first false step. The warden mailed a copy with a hearty, encouraging letter to Chub's father in New York City. And Chub continued to work .Clarkson, and day by day absorbed bits of the two weat secrets which he needed In his busi ness. Clarkson never told Chub the se crets his secret process for counter felting and the location of the burled plates In so many words. There were times when ho seemed on tho point of so doing, but on such occa sions Chub swiftly changed the sub ject or moved himself out of hearing. It was no part of the brilliant young man's plans to permit the old coun terfeiter to realize that Chub Walker could possibly bo In possession of tho precious secrets. Llttlo by little, In dribbles of Information painfully small, the desired knowledge came. It was a process of education that re quired lnflnlto patience and plenty of time. Chub had both. Bit by bit Clarkson unconsciously revealed his. counterfeiting secret and tho process of its application. Bit by bit Chub pieced tho information together, building up in tiny mosaics a com plete knowledgo of how Dell Mungry had produced tho bills that had made him famous. And bit by bit, as Clarkson rambled over and over again tho story of his last forced use of his plates and their final consign ment to the ground. Chub pieced to gether tiny glimpses of the circum stances of the burial until at last, when the term of his sentence was drawing to an end, he was ablo to put down in-black and white on a paper hidden in tho sole of his shoe the sec ond great secret tho exact location of the hidden plates. THEN Chub's manner toward Clark 1 son began to change. Ho, wanted Clarkson to forget about the plates. Ho ceased to bo tho patient, silent listener; ho became the talker. Clarkson had to listen now. Chub was thinking and talking only of his Impending release, of his hopes, fears and plans for tho honorable scheme of Ufa which he was to lead when he was outside. If ClarkBon attempted to revert to his old experiences Chub excitedly interrupted with a sketch of his plans for tho future. Never for an Instance did they talk of tho plates. Apparently Chub had for gotten that Clarkson once had been Dell Mungry. "I've got my lesson all right," ho repeated over and over. "I've been a fool, but I'm Just smart enough to quit The only thing that worries me is if they'll give me a chanco out side." "Sure, they'll give you a chance," said Clarkson bitterly. "You ain't tied up with any old-time pals the way I was. You'll bo all right" ' To his othei prison friend, tho war den, Chul also confided his hopes und fears. The warden slapped him on the back and laughed. , "Don't you worry a bit my boy," ho boomed. "You're all right now. You've shown me the. kind of stuff that's in you, nnd I'm going to see you go out of here started right. There isn't going to be any prison taint to you; you're going away clean." "Thank you, sir," said Chub with quavering voice. The big heart of the warden swelled with warmth; It was worth something to put young fellows like this back In the right path. A month before the day of his re lease Chub was called into the war den's office. "I've been corresponding with your father, Walker," began the big man bluffly. "He's all right, and I've told him that you're all right We're go ing to stick together to see you get started right when you're through here, me and your old man. You're going right back home and start out like a white man. None of this beat ing it out, west and changing your name. You're going to make your beginning where you belong, at home with your old man. He's a brick, and I've got a Job with a New York In surance company waiting for you." Chub did not trust himself to speak this time. The warden respected him for that. He knew how the boy felt and he did not like a man to slop over. For the last three weeks of his term Chub made Clarkson weary. Not onco did he allow the old coun terfeiter to talk about his profession. Day after day Clarkson was forced to listen to the boy's plans and to rcceivo his flattering thanks for hav ing convinced him of the impossi bility of a life of wrong-doing. Day after day the warden noted the new manliness in his model young pris oner and was proud. And night after night now Chub lay in his coll gnaw ing his finger nails, suffering for the day of his release, for the day when he would step back into tho world and bo free to begin work on his big clean-up. ipHUB went straight homo to his father in New York when his term was over. His parting with Clarkson was touching. Clarkson shook hands with him. There was nothing but hopelessness in tho faded eyes. "I'm glad to see you making It, kid," he said resignedly, "but I nln't fooling myself about my own case. They got it In for mo. I'm an old timer and they ain't going to take a chance. But, goodby, kid, and good luck. I I'm glad I met you." He watched Chub's young figure swing ing Into the warden's office. "Yes," he murmured emphatically, "I'm very glad I met you." Tho warden walked with Chub to the gates of tho prison. "Walker, you've kept yourself stralghter than any young fellow we ever had In this place," he said as they shook hands. "That means you're naturally straight You've been tho best help I've ever had in the office, and that means you're nat urally smart Now with that combi nation you can't help winning out in the business game, if you want to. I know you want to, so there's nothing ahead of you but a good, useful life. Forget that you ever were here. Hold up your head no matter where you are. And when you get to be president of that Insurance com pany and I come around looking for a Job as night watchman In my old age," ho concluded laughing Jovi ally, "don't forget we're old pals. Good by, Walker; good luck." "Thanks," mumbled Chub huskily, "thanks for the Bteer I got down here." Then he ran for the train that was to bear him New Yorkward, and as he sank onto the red plush seat he turned to the window nnd deliber ately winked at tho gray prison walls. At home Chub reassured his father by the manly fashion in which he acknowledged the error of his former ways and evinced a determination to start afresh and make his career conform to honorable standards. "Once Is enough for me, dad," said tho prodigal frankly. "I've learned ray lesson for good." He presented himself at the Insur ance office without delay. There in an hour's conference In the presi dent's office he gave that official a re newal of faith in human nature, par ticularly in the nature of the frank, repentant, but manly, Chub Walker. After that he took up the delicate task of rehabilitating himself in the world's eyes through hard, Intelli gent work and exemplary conduct. So well did he succeed in this that at the end of a year ho had won a place for himself at the head of a small department, a promotion which came as the reward of sheer effort and ability. He was a model office machine, his life being bounded on one side by his lodgings nnd on the other by his roll-top desk. In one year he lived down his prison term so effectively that even those who envied his sudden success forgot to bring up the fact against him. '"THEN Chub got his regular two A week's vacation. It being in season he followed the crowds to the fishing resorts in Maine, mailed picture post cards to everybody he could think of, had himself photographed in three different canoes, and came back sun-browned nnd hearty and eager for work. But, also, ho came back with Dell Mungry's precious plates in his possession. He had disap peared from Maine scenes for two days and nights in tho middle of his vacation. It had taken that long to run out to the little town in Ohio and dig up the plates from tho spot whero Clarkson had burled them. Chub placed the plates in a safety deposit vault before going back to work. Ho becamo onco moro tho flawless ofllco machine. Some time early in tho second year of his free dom he moved the plates to tho little wlndowless room at tho rear of the bachelor apartments which he now occupied and began to make experi ments with' the terrible secret which had made Dell Mungry a menace to tho country's finances. He was as pa tient, as cautious as he had been while worming tho secrets from Clarkson during the weary months in prison. An hour each evening was all that ho gave to his experiments, and this time he explained away by admitting that ho was writing a book on his experiences in prison. Every step that he took he checked and re checked to mako suro that it left no track by which he might be followed. Tho game was so big that he could affotd to go slow, .and ho waa too clover to risk the possibility of the smallest error. Finally, one harsh winter night of that second year, Chub, in his little secret cubby-hole, bending in anguish over the results of months of labor, suddenly threw out his hands and gave vent to a pained cry of triumph. Tho secret had worked. He had it! Tho big clean-up was his. During tho rest of tho winter and spring he conducted a campaign of experiments with the bills which he manufactured in his back room, pass ing a ten, a twenty, a fifty and a hundred In different parts of town. As tho spring drew on ho grew bolder. He presented a fifty dollar bill for examination at tho cashier's window in tho insurance office where ho was employed. "That bill looks kind of queer to me. Bill," he said. "Look it over, will you. Mebbe It's only because I'm not used to handling such big money." The cashier examined tho noto ex pertly. "Good enough for me," he replied Instantly. "Sure, It's one of the now fifties." Llkewiso Chub tried one of the Every .time you ask for advertised roods you Improve the world' literature.