Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1890-03-13
THE STORIES
or THE
THREE BURGLARS.
BY FRANK R. STOCKTON.
[CoFYRIGHT, 1891
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'I don't see how a man could help
maxim mistakes with that school-teach-
-er's umbrella whanging away at his
knowledge box. But wasn't goin' to
let on. She amt no Jew nuther,' says
/, and she's your daughter, too; you
needn't try to play no tricks on me. Pay
me my money and take her away as
quick as you can, that's my advice, or
before you know it you'll be nabbed.
PAY yer he yelled; do you think I'd
pay you any thing for that little Jew?'
She's Just as much Christian as you
are,' says 1. Amt you Christian, lit
tie gal? and isn't this gentleman your
father? and amt you surprised that he
wants to give you back to be put in the
bag?' 1 said this hopin' she'd have
sense enough to say he was her father
SOS to get rid of me.
''The wretched gal had been clean
dumfounded when she was took out of
the bag, and hadn't done nothin' so far
but blubbera and cry, and try to get away,
which she couldn't, because l held her
frock, but now she ups and screams he
wasn't her father, and she'd never seen
him before, and then he storms and
swears, and tells me to take her back
where | got her, and tell him III see
him hanged first, and what want is my
money; she screams, and he swears he'll
not pay me a cent, and l squares off and
says that I'll thrash him ouk of his skin,
and then he calls in his coachman, and
Nd
out the door to get my cabby to stand
by me, and 1 found that he'd cut out
havin' most likely got frightened,
afraid of bein' mixed up in trou-
BILE. Then seed on the high road, some
half mile away, some men comm gal
lopin', and the gent he looked out and
seed 'em too, and then says he to me:
You'll iist take that little Jew gal back
where you got her from; she's no use
to me; I'm goin',' and at that l hollered
for my money, aid made grab at him,
but the coachman he tripped me over
backward, and before 1 could git up agin
they was both off with the horses on a
run.
Il was so mad I couldn't speak, but
there wasn't no time for fOolin', and
hadn't made up my mind which door
should cut out of, when the fellows on
horseback went ridin' past as hard as
they could go. They must have seed the
carriage drivin' away, and thought fol
sure it had the gal in it, and they was
after it, lickety-split.
"When they was clean gone looked
round for the little gal, but couldn't see
her, but all of a sudden she came out OF
the fireplace where she'd been hidin'
She'd got over her cryin' and over heI
scare, too, judgin' from her looks. I'm
glad he's gone, says she, and I'm mighty
glad, too, that Mr.. Haskins and them
other men didn't see me- Who's they?
says /. 'They's neighbours says she
If they knew was here they'd took me
back We'll, you little MINK says l.
isn't that what you wantP No. say:
she, 4 didn't want to go with that man
for don't know him and hate him
but l don't want to go back to thai
school l hate it worse than any thing
in the whole world. You haven't NJ
idea what horrid place it is. They
lust work you to death and don't give
YOU half enough to eat. My constitution
won't stand it. I've told pop that and
he thinks so, too, but marin she don't be
lieve in it, and my stayin' here is all hel
dom. I've been wantin' to get away
for ever so long, but didn't want to b.
took off in a bag, but now that I'm GU
of that horrid hole l don't want to g
back, and if you'll take me home to pol
1 know he won't let me go back, anC
he'll pay you real handsome besides.
Who's your pop?' says l. He's Mr.
sGroppeltacker, of Groppeltacker &
Mintz, corset findings, seven hundred
and something or other, l forget the
number now, Broadway. o, pop does {
lot of business, I tell you, and he's go
lots of money. He sends corset find
ings to South America, and Paris, anC
Chicago, and Madagascar and the utter
most parts of the earth. I've heard hin
say that often. And you needn't b.
afraid of his not bein' able to pay you
A lot more than that man would have
paid you for his little gal, if you'd
,catched the right one. So if you taxi
me to pop, and get me there safe ant
.SOOnQs ~ WILL NC al dn4u1 BOO0 SPN'
for YOU
Snow begins to think to myself tina
perhaps there was somethin' in wha
that little Jew gal was sayin', and tina
I might make something out of the ga
after all. didn't count on gettin' biz
pile out of old Groppletacker-it WASH
likely he was that kind of a man-bu
whatever 1 did get would be- clear
proft, and 1 might as we'll try it on. H,
couldn't make no charge agin me fu
bringin' him his daughter, il she aske'
me to do it; so says to her: Now, if
take you home to your pop will yol
promise, on your word an honor, tina
you won't say nothin' about my carryin
you of in a bag, and say that you sees
me walkin' along the road and liked m,
looks, and told me you were sufferin'
and asked me to take you home to you
kind parents, where you might be tool
proper care of; and that said WASH
Roin' that way, but I'd do it out O
rure Christian charity, and nothin
more nor less, and here you was? An
then, of course, you can tell him b
ought to do the handsome thing by me
Ill-do that, says she, and I'll tell HOY