The New York herald., 1879-08-05
A CUTE CANADIAN.

HOW MR.. o'IEAGAN, or HopEwELL HILL,
GRAspED AT A SHADOW AND LOST THE SUB
srANcE-A NEW DEPARTURE IN THE LUMBER
TRADE.
most extraordinary person passed up the steps
Of Police Headquarters last evening. He was q
shrvelled brunette of about four six inches in
height. scarf wrapped about his neck; his
hat pulled down his eyes, which were
hidden by a pair of huge green goggles An i'm
mense black thorn stick hung on one wrist. sus-
pended by green ribbon. while in the other hand
he grasped formidable leather bag. The officer
duty looked at him curiously and the stranger gazed
in return. AS he neared the top he paused and.
assuming fierce expression. roared out. "There is
q he.'
The policeman felt nervously for his club and
then tmidly suggested that he had not denied that
there Again the fierce expression. which for
moment disappeared, was assumed and the parted
lips hissed forth. There is hell and want to
Superintendent Walling.
The policeman. wondering if the stranger was
messenger from Hades and il the superintendent
time had surely come, hesitated about introducing
such important arrival unannounced but
finally considered that he would, and accord
ingly took him into the private office Mr.
Waiiing astonished. but evidently did not
partake of the fears of his subordinate. for he
politely asked what was wanted To attempt to de-
scribe the story repeated to the superintendent as
the stranger told it would be impossible. His
speech and manner were inimitabie and never
before had the like been heard in the Police
Central ONCE. Mr.. Waling sat back i'll his chair
and gasped occasionally. The reator first handed
linn u card. upon which written, Daniel 4.
O'Reagan, Proprietor OF O'Reagans Hotel Hopewell
Hill Albert County, New Brunswick. Canada Then
he solcmnly opened the bag, and taking out five
nieces of kindlinc WOOD wrapped in cotton he laid
Them by one on the official desk Then he closed
4;,nrv cficE in he nth hQr he
walked up and down the room as he talked; he
shouted and whispered By turns; he pushed the
green goggles up his forehead and replaced them
on his nose; he waved the black bag and shook the
black thorn he winked and blinked and shuddered.
and then he raved and swore ana howled tor hat an
hour
MONEY MADE EASILY
lived at the place Indicated on his card he said
and was the proprietor OF the hotel there. He had
neishborS. and among them were doctor
thut they both had an abundance of money.
After while he mustered up courage and
asked them how they made it, Very easily they
replied. They were in communication with a man
New York who had an unlimited amount of Cana
dian money, which he would dispose of at very
sonable rates. For $ll0 he would give $1,000 in
good money that had been stolen. O'Reagan thought
the all over. and finally opened correspond
ence with Mr.. Wilson, who gave his number as 209
and I'll Grand street. The correspondence being
satisfactory the old man. who. by the way is mar
red and has seven children started to raise some
money. He got $40 from his wife. also gold ring,
gold watch and chain from his nired man, named
ScLultz a gold ocket from young lady boarder and
started to this city, where he arrived Sunday.
Going to the Astor Place Hotel he teegraphcd TO
MIR. wilson,. and yesterday morning that interest
little conversation he went with him considerable
distance, he thought. up ono street and down
assembled to the third floor. In small room Mr.
Wilson sho wed HIM file Of notes. crisp new ones.
and '.good. too, he earnestly remarked to the
superintendent There were ves tens and twenties
all on the Commercial Bank OF Canada He told Mr..
Wilson tas ne iad Sao ana was nd laughed 70 b seorn M
ring and finally the locket. Mr. Wilson then wanted
the black thorn. the goggles and his coat: The
former had been gathered on the banks of Killarney
by his brother. and he would not part with It.
Neither would he with the clothes and goggles
Finally he got the $1,000 which was put in black
bag. Just then u rap ut the door, 1.-The polce,
sthc police, whispered Mr. Wilson, at the time
dropping the bag among number OF others. You
must escape by the rear" Saying this he picked up
n black bag and thrust it into O'Reagan's hand.
ho had doubt heard. he went out by back stair
way, and Mr.. Wilson kindly met him on
the and wanted to escort him to
Boston. and the two went toward tho
Fall river boats. Presently he missed his friend
the desire to his wealth became strong that
he entered store and asked for key for the bag.
said they would assist him. but he, knowing that u
ulan who possessed any money in New York was In
santly murdered Tor it, declined the offers and
tired to dark corne-. where he carefully opened
the Dag and with smile of satisfaction his
toward his treasure. The SMILE however. rapidly
vanished and its place was taken by an expression
OF astonshmeut, followed by one OF rage and mort
fcation Six pieces of kindng wood. each care
fn!ly wrapped in cotton. alone met his view.
H.; told his story to the wondering people
aud they told him to 90 to the
police. Mr.. walling asked him if he had
no idea that buying stolen or counterfeit money
was hardly reputable business for respectable
subject OF Her Britannia Majesty to be engaged in
but Mr.. OReagan seemed oblivious to the quest ton
morals thus raised. II cant go home again he
roared. "for my wife would let me in without
the money. She would certainly beat my brains
out And then there is the lockct aud the ring and
the watch and chain" he mourniully added. He
got little sympathy from the police aud he departed
to his hotel, pondering whether he would beat out
his alleged brains himself or go home to Canada and
take the chances OF having them beaten out by the
nate mother OF his seven children.