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A Hoosier Chronicle

Chapter 5 INTRODUCING MR. DANIEL HARWOOD

Word Count: 2285    |    Released on: 30/11/2017

be seen at Indianapolis, in the law office of Wright and Fitch, attorneys and counselors at law, on the fourth floor of the White River Trust Company's building in Wash

excellent reason that this capable firm was retained by most of the public service corporations and had no time to waste on the petty and vexatious claims of minor litigants. Mr. Wright was a Republican, Mr. Fitch a Democrat, and each of these gentlemen occasionally raised his voice loud enough in politics to emphas

urance company that seemed most unreasonably insistent in its collections. Daniel had two older brothers who, having satisfied their passion for enlightenment at the nearest schoolhouse, meekly enlisted under their father in the task of fighting the mortgage. Daniel, with a weaker hand and a better head, and with vastly more enterprise, resolved to go to Yale. This seemed the most fatuous, the most profane of ambitions. If college at all, why not the State University, to support which the Harwood eighty acres were taxed; but a college away off in Connecticut! There were no precedents for this in Harrison County. No Harwood within the memory of man had ever adventured farther into the unknown world than to the State Fair at Indi

money until, in his junior year, his income from newspaper correspondence and tutoring made further manual labor unnecessary. It is with profound regret that we cannot point to Harwood as a football hero or the mainstay of the crew. Having ploughed the mortgaged acres, and tossed hay and broken colts, college athletics struck him as rather puerile diversion. He would have been the least

nt instructor, who once called him by name in Chapel Street, much to Dan's edification. He thought well of belles-lettres and for a time toyed with an ambit

wn I see t

osed with th

ard thy long,

race, color, or previous condition of servitude of the unfortunate clammer to justify a son of Eli in attacking a poor man laudably engaged in a perfectly honorable calling. The sonneteer, coming, we believe, from the un

ard thy long,

f smoking a cob pipe in the library at night. The bouquet of Dan's pipe was pretty well dispelled by morning save to the discerning nostril of the harvard man, who protested against it, and said the offense w

f in his room for days at a time while he was preparing to write a brief, denying himself to all visitors, and only occasionally calling for books from the library. Then, when he had formulated his ideas, he summoned the stenographer and dictated at one sitting a brief that generally proved to be the reviewing court's own judgment of the case in hand. Some of Fitch's fellow practitioners intimated at times that he was tricky. In conferences with opposing counsel, one heard, he required watching, as he was wary of commit

arwood entered. The lawyer's chair was an enormous piece of furniture in which his small figure seemed to shrink and hi

wood. What have you to report a

he one chair in the room

on without difficulty a

and you have told no one o

town. I handed the letter to the gentleman in h

el

the a

s handkerchief. He scrutinized Harwoo

ose name, by the way,

te forgotten it," Har

ng-indignation, pique,

ather than indignation. He gave his negative reply coldly-a little sharpl

kind of an establi

young girl let me in; she spoke of the professor as her grandf

on. What did

with black hair tied

h sm

re with his granddaughter, and the place was simple-com

a word about the wea

was a rare smile, but

the trip

e lawyer drew a check book from

een you and me, and does not go on the office books. By the way, Mr. Harwood, what

eading

ce seem to be talking politics or reading newspap

or the 'Courier'

let your legal studies get m

r night assignments. As to the confidences o

Sumner wrote me last year; he's an old friend of mine. He sai

Dan, laughing. "He several tim

uppose you absorbed a good ma

: I believe in mos

I, Mr.

ow. It was a stenographic transcript of testimony in a case which

e the gist of it in not more tha

the door when Fitch ar

he remotest idea what was in that letter, and nothing was said i

olut

r myself; I am merely accommodating a f

t and Fitch, was not in the habit of acting as agent in matters he didn't comprehend, and his part in Harwood's errand was not to his liking. He had spoken the truth when he sai

xercise for his curiosity. With Harwood, too, pleased to have for the fi

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