"All things are in the Beginning,
All things are to the End,
Though few may know the secret,
And none may comprehend;
And some must paint in error.
And some must paint aright;
For some paint in the shadow,
And some paint in the light."
_The Empire Builders._
If there was one thing upon which the people of Plainville prided
themselves it was their law-abiding disposition. This is an attribute of
Canadians generally, and, it may be said, particularly of the Canadians
of the prairie provinces. That the dweller in the land of the maple
should possess a reverence for law which does not distinguish any other
nationality of the Western Hemisphere is not so much a matter of
constitutional difference, or of the law itself; the secret lies in the
manner in which the law has been administered and enforced, and in the
fortunate circumstance that Canada has, as a rule, been able to secure
the services of intelligent and incorruptible officers. The tact,
consideration and efficiency of the police have won for them the
appreciation and support of the masses, and the remarkable security of
life and property prevailing throughout the vast and sparsely settled
country is due more to the incorruptible service, gentlemanly bearing
and unquestioned personal bravery of her police than to all the rifles
in her armouries.
But of recent years the police had fallen, comparatively, into
disrepute. The mounted police had been withdrawn, and the local officers
were selected more with a view to rewarding past political services, and
furnishing a retainer for services yet to be performed, than from any
consideration of mental or physical efficiency. This fact was
undermining the public loyalty to the police, and the crowd who
discussed Burton's attempted arrest as they waited at the post office
for their mail were obviously in sympathy with the young man.
"I'm in favour of the law, an' of the law bein' carried out," said Big
Jack McTavish, "but when my hired man thinks he's more important about
the farm than I am, I gen'rally manage pretty soon to make a change. An'
that seems to be about the attitood of these here policemen like we have
now-a-days. We hire 'em, an' give 'em a job an' a clean soot, an' they
ain't got the crease outa their pants before they get the idea we was
just created for their convenyunce."
"Taint just the police," said Tim O'Brien; "it's the whole joodishary.
Where do they get the judges, will you tell me that? Lawyers, bedad, an'
no recoord uv their conversion, nayther."
"Wheest, man," said Big Jack. "Don't ye know that's contempt of coort?
You can criticise ev'ry public official from the pound-keeper to the
king, but your thoughts about the joodishary must be kept to yourself.
That's because this is a free country. All the same, Tim, I don't know
that the contempt gets any less by bein' bottled up."
Tim removed his pipe preparatory to a more lengthy speech.
"Oi mind when Ould Dave Cottrell was up before the beak, which in them
days was Noah Chapman, fer shootin' a dog o' Mrs. Mandle's. The dog had
worried Ould Dave's sheep, and one day, d'ye moind, the ould fellow up
an' shot him. Av coorse, the decision was against Dave, an' as he pays
his fine he up an' says, 'That's what comes uv bein' tried by a relative
uv the deceased,' says he.
"'Oi fine ye foive dollars for contimpt uv coort,' says ould Chapman,
just loike the Czar sintencing a gineral to be shot, he says, 'an'
what's more, ye'll pay it afore ye go out.'
"Ould Dave looked at him a minute, and thin he pulled out tin dollars
an' handed it to him, solemn as if he was gettin' married.
"'Kape the change,' says ould Dave."
There was a general laugh at this recountal of old Dave's wit, when one
of the crowd mentioned that a "policeman-lookin'" fellow had got off the
train and gone up to Gardiner's.
"That'll be another come out to round up young Burton," said Big Jack.
"It's a pity they wouldn't send the whole force an' be done with it."
"There'll be no need of any more," said another. "Burton will come round
quiet enough this time. That fellow yesterday just rubbed on a raw spot
on his nerves, and he got what was comin' to him."
It proved to be as the last speaker had predicted. Upon the failure of
Elton to land his man it dawned upon those in authority that it might be
as well to send someone a little more familiar with the game, and
Officer Macdonald was placed on the case. Upon his arrival at the store
he had a long talk with Gardiner, and finally Burton was called into the
private office. He recounted briefly the facts of the case as far as he
knew them.
"The situation is most unfortunate, Burton," said Macdonald. "It is not
for me to judge you, nor even to imply that you have guilty knowledge of
this matter. However, as you understand, I am sent here to unravel this
case if possible, and I must act on the evidence at hand. Further
evidence may develop at a later date and entirely change the aspect of
the affair, but at present I must act upon the information available,
and I feel that that information demands that a warrant for your arrest
be issued and you placed in custody."
"The warrant is unnecessary," said Burton, "except as a matter of
formality. I am ready to go with you."
"Hang it, Gardiner, I hate to do this thing," said Macdonald. "I've been
hunting criminals for twenty years, and my judgment fails me if we have
the right one this time."
"It is certainly very baffling," Gardiner replied. "As I have told him
different times, I am convinced that Burton is innocent, but, as you
say, the evidence just now points rather strongly against him. It is a
difficult situation all round."
"Burton," said the officer, "there is no use of you and me walking down
the street together. People in these little towns are so fond of a
scene, and I like to disappoint them. Mr. Sempter, I believe, is a
magistrate; you might go down to his office and await me there. I will
be responsible for you until after your preliminary trial, and then no
doubt you can arrange bail."
"I will be pleased to go bail for you," interrupted Gardiner. "Telephone
me when you reach that stage and I will fix it up for Mr. Sempter."
The consideration, and the contrast in treatment, brought the tears to
the boy's eyes. "It is very good of you--both of you," he stammered. "I
only hope that in the end you may know your confidence was not
misplaced."
The preliminary hearing before a magistrate was held the following day,
and the little courtroom was crowded to the doors. No new evidence, at
first, was adduced. Gardiner told about leaving the package in the safe,
and finding it gone on Monday morning. The finding of Burton's keys in
the lock of the cash drawer seemed the most damaging evidence offered by
the prosecution. No witnesses were called for the defence, but Burton on
his own behalf explained that he had gone to the cash drawer late Sunday
night for stamps to mail some letters, and knew nothing more of the
matter. The magistrate was about concluding that there was not
sufficient evidence to warrant holding the accused, when a new and
rather unwilling witness was introduced. It was Billy Haynes, hardware
clerk.
"What do you know of this case, Mr. Haynes?" asked the magistrate.
"Nothing," answered the young man.
"Nothing!" exclaimed the magistrate. "Then why are you here?"
"Indeed, and it's not my wish that brings me here, sir, and I really
know nothing about the case, but I was foolish enough to say down town
that Burton had bought a revolver from me Monday morning. He said he
thought he would shoot gophers with it."
"What have you to say about this?" said Mr. Sempter, addressing Burton.
"The purchase of a revolver is not in itself an offence, but, in
conjunction with the evidence we already have, it does not improve the
appearance of your case. Can you state any logical reason why you should
go to a hardware store the first thing Monday morning--the first thing
after this robbery appears to have been committed--and buy a revolver?"
"I fear my reason will hardly seem logical," said Burton, "but after I
left the store Sunday night a bottle flew by my head and smashed against
the wall. I tried to find my assailant, but it was very dark, and I
could see no one. I felt that I was likely to be the object of attack
from unknown sources, and I made up my mind to buy a revolver."
The magistrate looked the young man over for a full minute. "I am sorry
for your sake that this last evidence came in," he said at length. "Of
course, your explanation of the purchase of the revolver may be quite
correct, but it is a little hard to believe that a young man like you,
who appears to be quite popular in the town"--there was a murmur of
approval and a nodding of heads among the young men in the crowd--"I say
it is a little hard to believe that anyone is lying in wait for you with
murderous intent. In view of this new development and the mystery of the
whole matter, I feel that I must let this case go before a judge. You
will be required to appear at the fall assizes to answer to the charge
of stealing a package said to contain two thousand dollars from the safe
of Alfred Gardiner. You should have little difficulty in obtaining bail,
and I will be glad to give you what assistance I can in that
connection."
Burton heard the words as though he were already under sentence, but he
recognised the spirit of fairness that prompted Mr. Sempter, and he
could only say, "Thank you, sir."
Gardiner had pressed up to the magistrate's desk. "Let me go bail," he
said. "I will answer for Burton's appearance at the proper time."
"It can no doubt be arranged," answered Mr. Sempter. "In fact, I am so
confident that your bail will be accepted that I will take it upon
myself to place the young man at liberty at once, on his parole to
appear again when required. You promise that, Burton?"
"I do," the lad answered, and was immediately released from custody.
The first who spoke to him as he was about to leave the building was
Billy Haynes, the hardware clerk.
"Gee, Burt, old man, I'm sorry I got you into that mess. That's what
comes of blatting things in a two-by-four burg like this. If I'd kept my
trap shut this whole thing would have fallen through. Old man Sempter
was just ready to turn you loose with a clean sheet. Of course you know
I don't believe a word of it--that is, that you had anything to do with
this affair. Whoever threw that beer bottle knows more about it than any
of us. You ain't sore at me, Burt, are you?"
"No, I'm not sore. On the whole, it seems better that the matter should
go before a judge and be settled for ever. If Mr. Sempter had turned me
loose, as you say, the robbery would have remained as much a mystery as
before, and some people would always have thought me guilty. I can't see
how it is to be accomplished, but I hope and trust that the real facts
will come to light before fall."
"Sure they will," said Billy. "Everybody believes in you. Look at
Gardiner there, stepping right up to go your bail. There's a score of
others would do the same, but it was mighty white of him." In fact,
Gardiner's magnanimity was the principal topic of discussion by the
crowd which now stood in groups about the courtroom floor.
At the door Burton was met by Harry Grant, who shook his arm as though
he intended to acquire that member.
"Easy, Harry," Raymond cried. "Goodness, spare the arm. They may give me
hard labour, and then I'll need it. One would think I had just been
acquitted, instead of sent down for trial."
"So you are acquitted--acquitted with honour," exclaimed his friend.
"When a magistrate accepts parole on his own responsibility, and the
aggrieved party offers bail for the accused, a man's innocence is as
good as established. But say, Burton, why didn't you tell about that
bottle incident before? That's the only clue to the whole affair. The
finding of the keys was nothing. I know about the letters and I know
some one who would have got up in court and sworn to your errand, if you
had given her a chance. Why didn't you?"
"Harry, your cousin's name must not be connected with this affair. It is
good of you--and her--to suggest it, but she really must have nothing to
do with it."
"When you know my cousin better you'll handle that word 'must' with more
care, young man. She's not one of those girls who can be 'musted' into
silence when a friend's reputation is at stake. Before the trial comes
off she'll cut a big figure in this case, or I'm not Harry Grant. By the
way, when are you coming out to see us again?"
"Not until this thing is cleared up, and I am either proved innocent
or--pshaw, can't you see that it is out of the question at present?"
"No, I can't, and if you don't come willingly I'll bring in one of the
plough teams and 'snake' you out," laughed Harry, as they parted at the
corner. "So long. I'll see you at the store one of these days."
Burton went back to his work in the store with a heart lighter than he
could have thought possible. He was under the shadow of a crime, but in
the hour of adversity he was beginning to discover the worth of a few
true friends. Gardiner's action in guaranteeing his bail had gone far
toward removing the sting of the suspicion with which he felt his
employer had regarded him the morning after the robbery. Harry Grant's
old time friendliness seemed intensified by the circumstances, and Billy
Haynes' sincere regret for his share in the affair also helped to
lighten the load. But most of all, and most significant of all, was the
fact that Miss Vane was prepared to stand by him; nay, that she would
_insist_ on standing by him, even to the length of testifying, if
necessary, in his defence. A great pride filled his heart as he thought
of it, and with the pride came the determination that come what would he
would fight the fight through to a finish. He was convinced that there
was not sufficient evidence to convict him, but he would be satisfied
with no negative results. He must be exonerated; his reputation must
emerge without a stain. And then, perhaps--
That night on his way to supper he passed Riles, who came reeling out of
a bar-room, and the leer on the farmer's face was not a good thing to
see. "And so, young meddler," he hissed, "you are buying revolvers now,
but I guess you'll soon be where you won't meddle in decent folks'
affairs again for awhile, eh?"