The Arkansaw traveler., 1886-01-23
BROUGHT TO JUSTICE.
A We'll Known N mister Delivers an Outlaw to the Proper Authorities.

Outlaw to the Proper Authorities.
 "l don't know what to do," said the Rev. Mir. Poggleton as he closed the front door and entered his library. "At least ten paupers have called on me to-day. People must think that am a charitable institution and a national bank com- bined."
 Some one rang the door bell. The good man opened the door, and found him. self confronted by a man with the aspect of tramp.
 "What can l do for you ?"
 "I would like to have few moments conversation with you"
 "All right, sir, stepin.
 The man was ushered into the library. He sat down in luxuriant chair and meekly glanced about the room. The minister waited for him to begin the con- versation, but as the visitor continued to remain silent, the preacher said:
 "I am very busy to. day and hope that you'll be brief"
 will, sir. l dare say you will be shocked when l tell you my business. You know that large rewards are some times offered for men who are endeavor- ing to escape justice"
 "Yes, go on."
 "Well, now don't be shocked when tell you that am fugitive from justice. Yes, sir, committed great crime and a large reward hangs over my head. Please let me get through" he added as the minister shrank back. "l dodged the officers of the law for some time. but l am lodging them no longer. The man who delivers me up to the officers will receive three hundred dollars. Generally when a man wants to give himself up he goes to some detective. am not that sort of a man. come to a preacher ! ou caR make the three hundred dollars oy simply walking down to the police office with m.."
 The preacher was astounded. The man continued. "l would not give myself up, but pfofessed religion some time ago. l attended meeting in the woods and the preachers powerful words drew me from the bogs of wickedness. Since then, my nights have only been disturbed by one thought-that of sunendering my self to the authorities. At last l decided to do so and then the last ounce ofa once great weight of remorse was lifted from my breast. Why should you not receive the money?"
 The minister reflected. His salary was meager, his clothes were beginning to show the effects of wear. He needed books, he needed many things. The wis., itor continued: While coming to your house, a policeman joined me. Of course he does not know who am, but he sus- poets me. He asked me where 1 was going and told him. He came along with me and said that he would wait ous- side. He's standing out there now. Ii he had an idea who am, he would nab me and take me to the station. Now, come with me and the reward shall be yours"
 "I don't know what to do," the minis ter said.
 "Then will tell you. Come with me and get three hundred dollars. Why, just think of it. You will not only have the reputation of bringing sinners to re. pentance, but of bringing outlaws to jas tice."
 There can certainly be no harm in ac- companying you" the minister remarked.
 None whatever. Let us not speak to the policeman as we go along for fear that he might seize clue as to my iden- tity. Come"
 The preacher went with him. The policeman joined them a, the gate. They did not exchange word during the walk to the police court. The preacher looked with suspicion upon the police man. When they reached the police court room the prisoner, whispering to the minister, said: "You step out here in the hall till 1 explain, and then you can come in and sign the voucher" A few moments later a policeman called the minister. When the good man en- tered the court room, the clerk, notion ing to him, said "Sign heEc." The preacher signed a paper and stepped