St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1889-10-10
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AMAN FROM MINNEToNkA.

lie was quiet, peaceable7looking
fellow, and no one suspected that he
meant TO do any harm as he entered the
central police station, about 10 o'clock
last night. His back hair was some
what neutrality-suspicious. as if it had
been chopped of with hoe, and then
Smoothed over with rake. And his
whiSkerS- counting these gentle October
hreeLeS- marked him as a man OF the
Joshua Whtcomb stamp. He was from
-'Minnetankee," as he expressed it, and
ali he wanted was justice. As he en-
tered the station he unbuttOned his
ulster, displayed the brass buttons on
his undercoat, looked pleasant. and
called for the officer in charge. O'keete
turned the stranger over to Lieut..
Murphy.
"Well, what can we do for your"
politely asked the lieutenant.
The stranger diyed down Into his IN
side Mister pocket and pulled out sew
eral documents and then asked:
"Be YOU acquainted with Cyrus Eu-
gene Hicks? / heer'd he's hangin
around this hyaT town. He's short
thick-Set man with very light heavy
mustache. I'd kinder like ter know
where he is"
The lieutenant denied any acQuaint-
anee with the Hicks gentleman, and
asked the stranger what he wanted TO
find him for. The stranger then dlYed
into his pocket again and drew out hfty
or sixty more documents.
Well" he continued, Il met Hicks
some time ago an he told me he be a
painter and carpenter and was in kinder
hard luck. Bein' sOmethin' of carpen-
ter myself. | took pity on him and i'll
vited 10 come outer my place an i've.
He come. And, do you know, that AR
fellow is the biggest rascal outer jail.
He ell an Slep' at my house, and we
treated him Just as friendly as If he's
one o. the family. One day they S fire
broke out in the neighboTho0d. and, do
YOU know, that air lazy rascal wouldn't
help us save the house. An then one
lag he gets 10 fightin' with my mother:
An mother. you know, is little bit or
a woman and, of course, l went to
help her. An then he struck me
back o. the ear an list acted up awful.
An then. arter all that. the rascal runs
off with my sister. My sister. you
know, was already married, an her hus-
band lives i'll this ere town. Now, If
you'll list ketch that teller I'll send
him To state prison for five years.
ken do that. you know, fer jist the as
Sault he made on me-lettln' alone run
min off with my sister,"
Then the stranger began TO unfold his
documents and submit them to the lieu
tenant for examination. Among them
was everything from doctors certlfl-
cate mp to a deed for house and lot
As the stranger turned around O'keefe,
noticing the brass buttons, asked:
Are YOU Grand Army man?"
NO" answered the farmer, but my
father-in-law was in the army for two
years, and my brother was
Are you a cOnStable:" interrupted
0'Keefe.
mo: but you know my wife'S second
cousin was once
''Do you belong to the Sons of Vet
erans?''
No. but there's Josh Perkins"
well. why do you wear those brass
buttOns?';
"Oh. why kerried mail in the early
days-when is eighteen years old"
Then the stranger went on and gave
O'Keefe an unabridged history of his
life and incidentally worked i'm the ped
igrees of all his relations by marriage
and otherwise. \ prisoner was brought
in and O'Keefe got up to lock him uD.
But the stranger followed the jailer and
kept on talking. Finally the farmer be-
came exhausted, gathered up his docu-
mentS and started out.
"Er-what's your name@' veEtured
O'Keefe.
William Henry Ferguson answered
the farmer.
''All right. We'll never forget you,"
shouted Murphy and O'Keefe in con-
cert.