Raftsman's journal. [volume] (Clearfield, Pa.) 1854-1948, 1867-08-07

arson to my person and pocket Joshu
glarcd at the young lady by his side, VIII
was now getting as excited as he was him
self, and was busy feeling in her pocket ant
then in her reticule.
Y ou' We got it, thundered he. 81 or
to have knowed you WASH t respectable Iv,
heern m arm say a hundred times that NJ
respectable woman wore one of them water
falls. You got it while [ was huggin YOU
had no business to hug another gal when
III keepin company with Peggy Ann Ter
dollars that father got for the brinde calf.
Hand 1t over, or by scissors Eli search We il
| ye be a woman"
The lady sprang up-her face red and her
/ eyes blazing-she too had read the papers
and heard of pickpockets.
An angry man is a fearful sight, but can t
compare with an angry woman. She BRAN
dished her parasol in one hand and her ret
icule in the other.
~ Iou've stolen my portmonie," said She
| You We taken a1vantaee of an innocent,
unprotected female and played the part of a
pickpocket | might a known that you
was one! I've hearn say they alus had
red noses. Conductor! here here! This
white le-eyed rascal has got my portemonie
and Joe's miniature-and he hugged me
| and he 5 got my pocket handkerchief
L
Don believe word she says" cried
Josh, ''She's lyin'. She's the one that's S
been stealin. She picked my pocket of
everything there was in it, but my fathers
watch and plug of tobacker; come search
her. Dear SUI I'm ashamed of myself
[ was SO startled that 1 couldn't cut my own
fodder, and mind my Ps and Qs. How |
wish marin was here-she d know Just what
to do I'll see if [ can't do something"
and he began to climb over the seat
mo you don't, I" screamed she, "not by
long chalk You think you're gettin' off
with my things do you, III let you know to
the contrary! You'll wish yoar cake dough
If you don't deliver up my portmonie Stop
him. some of you-he's goin' to jump off
the car with my valuables, an I'll die if he
shall Conductor he's got Joe's minia-
ture! Do stop him.
By this time the whole car load of pas
sengers were aroused to the condition of
things and as is natural in such cases there
was division of opinion. Some took sides
with the woman and some with Josh.
Joshua senses began to be slightly mud
died. A half score of people were heading
him off, and that terrible young lady in
pink dress was clingipg to his coat skirts,
and his pocket book was gone. He felt
desperate.
Stanu aside, every one OF you, he cried
to the passengers before him, and just then
the cars gave lurch, as they are in the
habit of doing, and Josh went head first
against the stomach of fat woman who
had risen to see what was the matter The
woman went ever, Josh went over, so did
the young lady in pink, and the whole crowd |
tell on a seat where very loving young
couple and lap dog were reposing The |
seat was squelched, SO were the lovers and
the dog, and the cry arose faster and faster.
"A colisionl there sa cellisioat''
Everybody sRrang to their feet and seized |
their carpet bags, and the comedy might !
have become tragedy if he.conductor had |
not just then appeared and restored order.
he shook Joshua and ordered the young
woman to sit down and behave herself
Josh took off his hat to scratch his head,
and 10 out dropped his pocket book Our
hero flung up both his hands in ecstasy
'Hooray, it's found Hail Columby, ain
[ glad -
And about the same time the conductor
picked up nondeseript looking bag from
the floor The young lady in pink rushed
forward, aud seiziRg it, exclaimed, My
pocket nay pocket! it must have slipped
off. . hain't 4 glad And Joe's pictur all
hunk"
Let's shake hands," said Joshua ap-
her, s. hahn a pickpocket and
you hain't pickpocket, and by goly I'll
have kiss. "
And he did
A PITHY SERMON TO YOUNG MEN,
ou are the architects of your own strength
Of body and soul Take fer your motto,