Daily globe., 1879-07-15
ACC0MMODATING 4 STRANGER.
How IA Miles from Winona" got Taken
in and Done for.

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in and Done for.
81 suspect have been swindled, but then
it was so NATURAL" he said. And his story
was as follows: Ny name is George w.
Hunt. I live IA mileskfrom Winona. This
yesterday morning I got on the. train to
60 to Fargo. In little while, nice-look-
ing young man spoke to me. We got into
conversation. told him I was going to
Fargo to buy some land. Such luck, he
was merchant there, and gave me lots of
information about the land, etc., around
Fargo and also Tower City. We became
good friends, and as we neared st. Paul he
told me he had two carloads of freight,
which he was going to have shipped along
with our train. All of sudden, in very
friendly way, he said:
"Why, can help you too,
my two cars entitled me to two passes.
I'll get 'em when we get to St. Paul, and I'll
give you one."
thanked him for his generous offer.
We got to st. Paul and he went off to see
about his freight. waited for him at the
depot Chicago, Milwaukee and st. Paul).
He returned and said he'd fixed up the
matter, and that we'd 60 to the general
ticket agent and get our passes.
Together we went up the street, and turn
ed to the left up another street (Third street).
We hadn't gone far before he, my compan-
ion, was called by name, and a man hastily
run up to him.
My friend Immediately asked him what he
had done with his valise. The man replied
he had left it at the de-
pot. At first my friend rebuked
him, saying that it contained valuable prop
erty, and started for the depot The man
stopped him, and then was introduced to
him-1 forget what name, but as the general
ticket agent. He was asked about the
tickets or passes, and declared they were all
right. He then asked my friend to pay fol
the two cars of freight and told
him to come along to the office.
My friend didn't want to go to the Office, as
he was in hurry to see about the valise.
"How much money have you. Pay me
part now and remit the other," said the
agent. At this my friend took out his
pocket book, had $15 in it, and asked how
much is it.
"Seventy dollars" replied the other.
My friend pulled out another pocket bool
and handed out 81 900 bond.
'Lord," said the other, 81 can't change
that. We must go to the ofice.''
Turning to me, my friend said likely you
and can make it up between US, and ther
I won't be delayed, can catch tbs train will
you.
told him I had near about $50, ani
handed out $55 to him. He handed me
back SO, and with the rest, :S47, he made
out $50 and gave to the agent.
We then started for the depot. Just al
we were turning down to the depot the agen
overlook US and said that my friend would
have go to the Office after all to sign some
papers.
Ny friend protested.
The agent insisted.
My friend then said to me, I suppose
must 60, you go to the depot, look for m,
valise and I will join you in few moments.
Then then went off together.
Sand that's the last have seen of them
mournfully calculated Mr.. George w. Hunt,
fourteen miles from Winona.
All this transpired within an hour after
the River road train got in about hall
past L o'clock, and the above
story was told at police headquarters abou
o'clock.
Mr.. Hunts story isn't new one; it HASN'T
phase of originality about it, but is o
threadbare device of confidence men to rope
in victims. The GLOBE gives it in full, to
show how gullible some people will persist il
being, though the newspapers afford them
the means of enlightenment by recita
of this old game almost daily.
Mr.. Hunt is apparently As or SO years old
old enough to subscribe for paper ant
learn better. He describes "my friend" at
tall, slim young man, with full, ligh
whiskers, cut short. The agent is thicl
set man with red face. Further than thi.
Mr.. Hunt can give no description of the
men, as he says: 81 didn't notice 'em par
ticular.'' Though for all that he lent .
casual acquaintance $47.