The anti-monopolist. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1874-1878, 1878-08-01
who scowled at him in return.
II ashamed? haven't done notbin',"
cried the young man Indignantly.

II ashamed? haven't done notbin',"
cried the young man Indignantly.
DO you call it nothing to rob. this old
lady of her eggs?" cried Job, with an air
Of virtuous disgust. "You have done
nothing else since you entered the car
rage; and you have a dozen in your
pocket at this moment!'
your telling liesr' cried the young
man. What do want with raw eggs?
You'd better search me, and see whether
I've got any eggs on me or no.
II Will then, sir" said Job, land call
on my fellow passengers to be my wit
ness. All! thought so. Two eggs in
your vest pocket. Here. madam. What
two more in the pockets IF your trousers
Take them. madam, take thea: and
bless me! his coat pockets are full Of
them. "Here, hand them over to the
lady. some one. One-two -three-s;X
ten a dOZen!"
'He ought to be ashamed of himself.''
cried one of the passengers.
Its perfectly dreadful" exclaimed
ano.her--a woman.
II feel the cold chills all over ME
when ] think of it," sobbel the old lady.
"Put him out"' yelled chorus. eve
don't want thieves here.'
II haven't taken solitary egg said
the young man, evidently trembling
''This here fellow is devil-thats what
he is. Well, find more eggs in my
pocket, will you?"
"No more in your pockets, friend :
said Mr.. Pennypacker; 'but in your hat
All, all! l thought SOL"
He snatched of the soft hat and looked
into 1t with stern eye, began to take
from it one egg after another, while the
old ladys establishment and the indigna-
ton of the other passengers grew greater
and greater.
Just at this instant the whistle shrek
ed, and the train slowly came to q stand
still at Barkinton.
II amt goin' to stand this no mOre.'
| yell d Pennypacker's victim. ''Let me
| go!' And wrenching himself from the
amature magician's grasp he rushed from
the car, sprang to the ground, and was
seen tc dart up the road at q tremendous
rate only pausing on TIE platform for a
moment to pick up his hat, which his
tormentor threw out of the window after
him.
1T becomes my duty to explain, said
Pennypacker, rubbing his hands and
looking conceitedly ABOUT him. THAT
y Jung man is as honest as any of us. I've
only been teasing him q little. You've
all heard of Whacker, the magician. All
I see you have: and of his famous egg
trick. Well, ladies and gentlmen, 1
learned the trick of Mr.. Whacker while
he was performing in New York, and l
think you've seen enough to know |
learned it tolerably-very toleraby. for
an amatuer.'
''Astonishingw cried one. "Astonish-
ing echoed the rest Of the passengers.
But now the guard. large man, slow of
speech and sarcastic Of smile, put in his
word as he took Jobs ticket.
swell l suspected something of the
sort" he said, "but wasn't sure. You
see, that fellow you tackled is well
known pickpocket, and he is capable of
stealing eggs or any thing else. Perhaps
you'd better examine your own pockets.
He's very adroit, and if you've 90. off
without losing anything, after being so
near that fellow, you are magician"
With a pale face Job Pennypacker be-
gan to dive first into one pocket and thea
into the other. With paler one re sat
down, leaving them all turned inside out
and empty. His handkerchief was gone,
his cigar case, pocket book. containing
one hundred and thirty pounds. Each
of these caused him new pang. He put
his hand to his throat to unfasten his era
vat, for Job Pei nypacker was OF an apo
plectic habit, and easily lost his breath
under the influence Of agitation. Alas a
diamond pin of value had disappeared
also. So. in moment more he discov-
cred. had the amethyst ring which he al
ways wore ON his little finger.
The passengers looked glim. The old
woman with the basket looked quite
neral
job did not enjoy the Joke. He got
down at the next station and telegrsphed
the robbery to proper quarters. But he
has never recovered his property. and tae
egg trick" has forever lost its charm tor
him.