Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1874-02-06
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THE SUPERVISORS STORY.
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You've got your prisoner all right
then" said the man.
What do you know about prisoners ?"
said l sulkily, land what do you mean by
routing fellow about just as he's com
fortably settled ?''
sc! " says he loftily, mo hairs with me
I'm your new supervisor
Now I'd written just note to our super
visor, old Blathery, decent old fellow as
ever lived: Dear Bladder-Im going to
take prisoner to Dublin tonight, and as
l come back I'll come and see you, and
we'll have gey willie waught for auld
lang syne.'
Yes" said the man, tallow-candle-
looking kind of chap, with big teeth
that made quite shine as you may say
"1es, I'm your new supervisor, and I'm
astonished that you should make so free
with your superior officer as to write such
letter to him as that I got tonight. But
I'm glad to see you've got your prisoner
all right. I'm going up to Dublin too
I've got prisoner, and there's nobody
else to take him. SO am going myself"
why, where's Blathery P" said I.
Suspended; sure to be dismissed"
"And Tomkins and Jones, the officers? ?'
Suspended too"
"Gude save us :" said /; and what's
that for.?''
II can't tell ye all. but can tell you
this much; they were constantly taking
prisoners to Dublin Castle, and getting
paid for their coach-fare and all the while
they'd be driving them up in carts they'd
borrow from their friends for nothing; and
there was one impudent fellow made his
prisoner walk, and claimed his fare inst
the same,"
"And was it for that they suspended
EN- ?"
wasn't it enough-to be defrauding
the revenue I'm glad to see ye've got
your man safe alongside you, for, by lingo,
II ia caught you at those tricks, I'd have
been the dismissing of you."
Well, | felt my heart 60 down into my
boots. What on earth was to do ? Sure
enough, the next time the woman woke,
Ia be discovered, and then what would
be the end of it! I'd be dismissed in dis
grace, and ruin my prospects for life; and
then poor Katie Stewart, who was waiting
for me up in kirkcaldy, waiting till I'd
get my next rise in my salary-O. what
would do just catch me doing work
OF mercy and charity again ! 80 Lord"
said. breathing mental prayer, ''let me
of this once; I'll never offend any more"
The Observation-Disclosures, his name
was, queer enough, seeing he was for all
the world, as I've said before. Just like
tallow candle-clambered up with his
prisoner to where was sitting, and took
his place just opposite me, at the very
back of the coach, you know. with his face
to the horses. Just the jerk of starting
the coach woke up the old woman, and
she, looking about in wonder for a mo-
ment. threw her arms up and began to
cry.
80, sure. I'm past the place entirely
0, sure, I'm left behind! o, I'll never
find my way back = and she tried to lump
off the coach.
l threw my arms round her and held
her down; but the more held her the
more she struggled, till in the end man.
aged to pinlon her arms, and. fairly over
powered, she became quiet at last
Mr.. Chandler was all of a shake.
"W-what's the meaning of that extraor-
dnary scene ?" he cried.
prisoner trying to escape" | said
bless me. that was very courageous
resistance on your part. I'll make a note
OF that, and Chandler pulled out big
notebook but between the jerking of the
coach and the shaking of his hands he
couldn't write word. However, it wasn't
long before we were at Portarlington,
which was thankful to see. l was tired
OF hugging my old woman. What I'd do
after that. l didn't know. But as luck
would have it, the moment the coach
stopped, Chandler leaped down.
IN get drop of something hot" he
cried, Ito stop this shivering. Look after
the prisoners, McAlister,"
Mother, amt You thankful to me |
saved your life ?" l said to the old woman
unclasping my embrace. She gave me
look and curse. and stepped off the
coach. And then a bright thought came
into my brain. Come over here" said
to the prisoner opposite, who had been
stolidly looking on, you'll be warmer
and more comfortable in this corner, and
you'll get bit of sleep. perhaps"
The man came over and sat down in the
corner the old woman had vacated.
whats your name?'
"Andrew Mccarthy"
How much have they given you?" I
asked of him.
"Six months"
Now, my lad, said quickly. would
you rather take two months Imprisonment
as Crown debtor, living on the best of
everything, or your six months on prison
fare ~
"Why, Id take the two, av course"
Then you've only got to change your
name from Andrew to Terence. Will you
do ii ?'
That ! will Your hmner.' said the
man, with grin. think he OWNED my
purpose.
Hi! hi! hi Halo! halo! Stop
stop. | began halloaing and shouting
with all my might, and all the passengers
and the coachman. and Chandler among
the lot, came tumbling out of the inn.
Hes gone cried; ''your prisoners
gone! ~
why the-----didnt you stop him -