The Hocking sentinel. [volume] (Logan, Ohio) 1871-1906, 1888-04-12

what, and the people he met were at
tracted by the broad smile that l;t up his
rather handsome, shrewd face. He kept
on, and as he struck Vine street his at
tention was attracted to one of the new
; cable cars as it whisked around the west
end of the Esplanade.
He stopped TO look at 1t, and was
standing near the curb to get q nearer
view as the passengers alighted, when a
: siouchy, unkeIpt looking chap, with an
unInistaknble air of the sluns, came
along. He was accompanied by female
of uncertain age, arrayed in snowy
Hnery, and as the pair reached him the
woman slipped tperhaps or a banana
peeD and fell against him. The stranger
involuntarify reached out to catch her
falling form, bat he dropped her the next
moment to snatci, the dirty hand of the
man with her that had somehow got
tangled up IN his gold watch guard.
''Not this time" he said, looking the
fellow square In his guilty face. He
then lifted the thief into the street on
the toe Of his boot, while the female took
hurried steps and vanished around the
corner.
The stranger adjusted his watch chain,
lightly brushed his coat sleeve, smiled at
the knot Of people who had momentarily
stopped when the encounter took place,
walked to Vine street, entered the Ar
cads aad marched straight to the hotel
bar. Ee had just emptied glass of old
rye with ginger ale on the outside when
young man of good address-looked
like q bank cashier Or commercial
tourist-stepped up to him and said in
q hearty way, addressing him by name:
s'Hellczv, old fellow! You remember
me, don't you? Dixon, of Dixon &
Blunt. We kept our funds in Your
bank along in 'S1 and 'S2''
''Well, wsll. is that you, Dixons Let
me see; you 'weat under n the June
crash, didn't you calmly asked the
stranger.
''That's right, me boy, but we paid
fifty cents On the dollar, just the same.
Old Blunt died soon after, poor chap,
and came down here, hung out my
'shingle' and am doing first rate. In the
course OF another year 1 expect to pay
up every cent, and owe no man a dollar.
Take somethingF'
The "poisou' was poured ont. and the
stranger was about to get outside of it,
whea another gentleman Joined the
party.
ssDixon, I've been looking ali over
town for you. VIII you oblige me by
cashing this, ike good fellow?''
Certainly, my dear boy" answered
Mr.. Dixon with cheerful alacrity
''What's The amount"
''Thres and half"
''The devil take it, Charley, I haven't
got that amount with me. But here,
maybe my friend-oh, beg pardon-this
Is Mr.. Sniffkins, Mr.. -"
'sYou must excuse me, really" re-
piled the stranger, 81 must CO. I've got
to hunt up my hotel and take a bath. Am
delighted to know you are doing SO well
after the failure. When YOU see your
way clear to pay that other fifty per
cent. with interest drop me line''
TheE the stranger strodc away, left the
Arcade by the Race street eni, and
tur,ed down towards Fourth street. He
said to himself as he cast look c. the
Commercial Gazette bulletin board:
'sI'm playing in great luck to-day,
meeting all kinds of nice people, and
having real good time"
Another block and he had struck = cor
ner where he found an inviting looking
cigar shop. He stepped in, made n pur-
chase, lit his cigar, and had reappcared
on the sidewalk just in time to see an
elegantly dressed young lady-a dazzling
brunette-clad in costly raimcnt, with
long sealskin cloak and duck of bon
net, drop her dainty pochetbook out OF
her beautiful muif.
Tie stranger at once picked it up,
handed it to her, and raised MS hat and
smiled
| ''TaeGks, ever SO much," said the lady
n sweetly nodulated voice.
sDon't mention IT," replied the
stranger, and he smiled again.
'sThat would be very ungrateful, don't
you think s'' she replied
''Oh, guess not; it was -
'sBut, anyhow, let me at least thank
you little bit
A pleasant chat followed. They walked
together quite distance, and finally
separated at Fourth and Central avenue,
but not before he had seen her in yei-
low car and had received dainty card
from the fair stranger, bestowed with q
rayishing smile. Tipping his hat he
started in the direction of his hotel,
there to finish his cigar and pre-
pare for the table, when he was accosted
with:
''Wiu you oblige me with a light,
pleasee'' The gentleman, for ne was
dressed like one, got the Eight, of course,
and returned the cigar with graceful
curve of the wrist, looked into the face
of the stranger, and said in surprised
tone:
srBy George It's not possible this is
my old friend, Major Dusenberryf"
'eNot much" said tho stranger, cool as
IN iceturg.
''Well, do you know, sir, that / would
have bet horse that you were my friend,
Major Dusenb-y, of falmouth, Ky! It's
another queer case of mistaken identity,
IS sure's you live
'.I5 is strange. Now I'm often mis-
taken that way myself, and if L did not
know that Handsome Charley was in
the penitentiary, I'd swear yea were he
The nice gentleman friend CT Major
Dusenbery smiled uneasiiy, turned to-
wards Plum street, and said good bye"
in very cheerful way, indeed.
The stranger merely unused:
'sBunko's a slick game, but I'd rather
be robbed at poker.
In another minute the stranger had en-
tered the -- Hotel He registered,
upslung his sachcl and thea made