The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1886-04-03

trip by some fool people, and he WASH
feelin' just first-rate. She didn't say
nothing when he called Fare please,
but kinder pointed to the five. Well,
he refused to pick it up, and says re-
spectfully:
" If you can't hand me the fare,
ma am, as you should, l shall notpick
it up from there
"Then she bridled up and called him
| an insolent puppy, and said she'd re-
port him. He marched out of the car
and left the nickel lying there, deter
mined not to be bluffed."
"Did she make a complaints"
"You bet she did! He was hauled
up for it the very next day in great
shape. She hasn't rode on my car
since, though" he added absent-mind-
edly.
When the car reached Twelfth Street
half dozen unsalted youth of the dis
tinctively orally period boarded it, and
distributing themselves over the plat
form. began their inane chatter.
''Come, now," said the conductor,
''you are not allowed to stand on the
platform as long as there is standing
| lOOHl AhoiNC. IlONO Oll1 pAOoots iiS
Cholleys and Clarences cast indignant
glances at him for a moment, stalked
through the car and began to struggle
with their paper cigarettes.
Have you that kind of ruleP'' in
| CURED the reporter, who had become,
| by reason of much practice, an expert
at wriggling through a packed mass Of
humanity when escaping from a car.
That's putting it leetle mite
strong" said the bell-ringer. Then,
opening his little book, he read the
rule. ut directs us to ask passengers
to refrain from crowding the platform,
and we have had practically the same
rule for some time, but this was given
out to us a few days ago to paste in
our books, so as to freshen our men,
DRY. Panorama placer he called sud-
denly, between the opening and closing
of the door on thin man wearing a
faded plush cap.
But why Panorama placer" queried
the reporter, la Lord Arthur Somer-
sault.
Because it's pantomine, he re-
turned quickly, having evidently heard
the original, and making sweeping
gesture toward the two circular build
ings. "Now I'll tell you," he continued
seriously. eve have our orders to call
it so. For my part think it's shame
to change the name of court that was
called for one of Chicago's old settlers
simply to advertise a money-making
show. Just why the company agreed
to do it l am not trying to find out 1t
would be a difficult, not to say danger
Gus, thing to attempt.
81 made hundred dollars pretty
easy one day last winter" he con-
tinued, as he carefully scrutinized the
face Of his Waterbury to see if
it was running away with time. cit
was like this: My cousin Sammy is a
detective downtown, and he was tellin'
me about a big robbery that had just
taken place. Them newspaper chaps
never found out the whole of that
affair, and l guess now they never will.
You see this English George as they
called him, was a CON man, and he
done up a rich old duffer down on
Washington Street for about 81, 700.
The case was kept mighty quiet, be-
cause old Hunks said he'd rather lose all
the cash than to have it come out in
print what a royal chump he was.
$50 Sammy was put on the case and
had been workin' it up for about a
week, when one day he told me a little
about it. Not much, mind you, but Just
described the kind of a man he was a
layin' fora little, slender, slick-look-
in duck, with a smooth face and small
hands and feet and never said nothing
about why he wanted him. He prom
ised me a hundred bullets if I'd spot
him at any time, and as long as 1 got
the Doodle l didn't care what they
wanted to run the sharp in for. Well,
about nine clock one evenin', Just as
we stopped at Twenty-ninth Street,
there was woman got on the car that
attracted my attention at once. She
wore long, loose-ftting sealskin that
almost touched the ground, black silk
mittens, and a thick, brown veil that
you could scarcely see through
couldn't see nothing but the sparks in
| her ears. The car wasn't more'n half
fnll, but every blessed fare but two or
three was sittin' near the rear door,
leavin' the first half of the car almost
empty. She walked forward and took
a seat pretty well towards the front
door, and when she paid, kept on her
mittens. | went back all of a tremble
with excitement, for knew had that
hundred sure. 1 figured it out that
this con man, dressed like a rich
lady, was goin' down to make a
train, probably at Twenty-second Street,
and l was afraid she, or rather he,
would give me the slip before l
had a chance to have him arrested, and
l knew he would if he saw | was onto
his little game. acted as unconcerned
as possible, but kept sharp eye ahead
for the lights at the Twenty-fifth Street
Police Station. We soon sighted them.
and by great good luck the Lieutenant
was standing on the steps. gave him
the tip as sly as L could, and the fell
lows veil must have hindered his look
out. At any rate the Lieutenant
boarded the car in front, as l signalled
him to do, and before Mr.. English
George knew what was up he was a
prisoner. That was a good night S
work for me-
'How did you penetrate so good a
disguise? l should have thought you
ran a great risk of being mistaken"
He laughed scornfully.
at was easy enough. OF course, l
was not quite sure it was the man my