The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1888-10-18
"I'vEGOTSEv'NDoLLARs'N'ALF."

"l'vEG v'NDOLLARS MALE"
here to go bail, he'd to stay and look arter
things"
acknowledgements? Tllgi'ball. An I'll
plankzemooney. Tvegotsev'ndollars IT,"
"George!" the third time).
"Wha'nyewant!"
"Tney want you to go to bed, where you
b'long."
"Gotobed: 'Illseeyoudam'f'st Leave IN.
officer'nth'ouses Guessnot!"
"Young'un. say. take your hand out OF
my neckhankercherl Hold up! None O
yer chokin' games! Quit, 1say! or by hockey.
I'll settle ye"
"Thoughtsh' dmakeyesquawk, ol't'bacc'-
worm! Go'n'tocrouts Go'n'tovacateprem
'ses?"
"Ooo-arr -awkk" said the man, nnder the
pressure Of a Tightening cravat, at the same
time giving the assailant "a settler" as he
had threatened The two unfortunate wo
men had hitherto looked down on the con.
flict, as celestial beings might upon the af
fairs of men, with no small degree of inter
est, but clad in robes too ETHEREAL to descend.
But when they saw George felled to the floor.
and deathlike silence ensued, they forgot
their fears. and rushed down stairs The
officer had already raised George UP. He
was stunned, senseless, and his face was GOV.
cred with blood
"You brute! you have murdered him!" ex
claimed Irene.
"Guess not, Maam. Wet his head in col
water put him to bed, an he'll sleep it off. >
otis useless to talk to such fellow" whis
pered Mrs. Norcross, "besides, we want his
aid to carry George In-stairS y
aye see, | couldn't help it, Ma'am. He
nigh about choked me to death, and | give
him fair warmth"
"Never mind now about the quarrel" said
Mrs. Norcross; "you help him upstairs to his
ROOM and we'll battle his head"
While the officer was carrying the young
man upstairs, Mrs. Norcross put on shaw,
and, by the time be had reached the second
hight, sne opened door, and lighted the gas
saying
SIN here, if you please. My brother Will
ANS room is the most con 7enient."
The officers eyes twinkled.
$50 this is Mr.. Norcross' room?'
eyes, but he is absent, as you were told
before. Lay George on the bed. if you please.
There, that will do. I will attend to him
now. You can return to the lower story"
"In mint, Ma'ans. Duty is duty, and
this ERE accident saves some trouble" cast
ing sharp glances around the room.
The facts, that Norcross had drawn from
the bank, and that he had borrowed money
from Sponsor, were known to the creditors.
The officer had determined therefore, to
make what search he could for the money.
The unlooked-for accident had given him the
opportunity he wanted.
"What do you mean, sir! Go back to your
place."
SOFTLY, ma'am, softly! Duty is duty; an
I any damage is done, I'm responsible"
His eyes fastened upon dressing case that
lay on a table near the mirror apparently
the last article handled by the occupant of
the room.
"No robbery, Ma'am," said he opening the
case and taking out it's contents "Razors
and brushes and such like, is personal, and
not subject to levy; but these, Ma'am, you
see, are"
He held up pocket-book full Of bank
notes.
"I'll count them before you Ma'am, if you
please SOS therell be no mistake. Thirteen
thousand! A pretty good haul! rilgodown
now If anything's wantin' for the chap
when he come to, jest le'me know"
With CLEAN of intense satisfaction on his
sharp and vulgar features, the~ officer de-
scended the stairs.