“There was no mention of a deed in the writ of attachment issued by the court. Nor has the court any knowledge of the existence of such a deed. The officers of the court were commanded to proceed to the defendant’s house, for the purpose of finding, if possible, and delivering to this court the sum of twenty-seven hundred dollars, which amount, representing the money paid to the defendant by the railroad company for certain grants and privileges, is to remain in possession of the court until the title to the land in litigation has been legally awarded.”
“But the court officers seized the defendant’s deed, also,” objected Judge Graney.
Judge Lindman questioned a deputy who sat in the rear of the room. The latter replied that he had seen no deed. Yes, he admitted, in reply to a question of Judge Graney’s, it might have been possible that Corrigan had been alone in the office for a time.
Graney looked inquiringly at Corrigan. The latter looked steadily back at him. “I saw no deed,” he said, coolly. “In fact, it wouldn’t be possible for me to see any deed, for Trevison has no title to the property he speaks of.”
Judge Graney made a gesture of impotence to Trevison, then spoke slowly to the court. “I am afraid that without the deed it will be impossible for us to proceed. I ask a continuance until a search can be made.”
Judge Lindman coughed. “I shall have to refuse the request. The plaintiff is anxious to take possession of his property, and as no reason has been shown why he should not be permitted to do so, I hereby return judgment in his favor. Court is dismissed.”
“I give notice of appeal,” said Graney.
Outside a little later Judge Graney looked gravely at Trevison. “There’s knavery here, my boy; there’s some sort of influence behind Lindman. Let’s see some of the other owners who are likely to be affected.”
This task took them two days, and resulted in the discovery that no other owner had secured a deed to his land. Lefingwell explained the omission.
“A sale is a sale,” he said; “or a sale has been a sale until now. Land has changed hands out here just the same as we’d trade a horse for a cow or a pipe for a jack-knife. There was no questions asked. When a man had a piece of land to sell, he sold it, got his money an’ didn’t bother to give a receipt. Half the damn fools in this country wouldn’t know a deed from a marriage license, an’ they haven’t been needin’ one or the other. For when a man has a wife she’s continually remindin’ him of it, an’ he can’t forget it—he’s got her. It’s the same with his land—he’s got it. So far as I know there’s never been a deed issued for my land—or any of the land in that Midland grant, except Trevison’s.”