St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1890-10-17
INJURED INNOCENCE.
Cora, the Hackman and the $500
Note.

Note.
Miss Cora Middleton was the name
Inscribed in st. Paul hotel register yes
ter6ay by lady who, as the ledger in
dictated, came from Helena, Mont. Miss
Middleton wore the very SWEETEST of
sealskin sacaues, the most expansive of
expensive hats. and was altogether
very fair exponent OF the fashions
that are. Domestics. she said, were
aWtuHy hard to obtain in Helena, and
her visit to St. Paul was as much for the
purpose of securing female help as
anything else. A st. Paul man who
knows Helena pretty we'll winked de-
Miss Cora saw him, and smiled him
one better. Cora wanted hack at once.
Sfe had numerous calls to make, she
SAID. and wanted to take the night train
Deck 20 Montana. The hack came and
With II Billy Stanley, otherwise Stanley
Nilds, alias ''Downy William the
king of the hack drivers. Miss Middleton
drove fl.st 10 Washington palace. the
acstlries Of which are controlled by
young woman familiarly known as Kit
Putnam. This lady announced her
readiness to dispense with the services
o.tcn OF her girls. but added that they
i'"'l ptO'Sd 81 OtSIi uttlNG 10 clOCkeTy
and other things during their residence
with her that they owed her $3.50
for brcakages and breaks. Miss
Midtie.on thought that was trifle, and
aai:t'c dctf her Willingness to take the
g,:!S. ard they in turn were willing to
q, 2ro1ided .hfy could get out of town.
Tie lady from Montana agreed to settle
FIJI thsui, ana. taking them with her in
lie HEX, went after the necessary cash.
From small vaiise she distracted
cr:sp re: $500 bill. This she handed
10 3IC CG the girls and told her to go
back ~ the Putnam mansion and settle
al. Miss Putnam hadn't the change,
50 the bill found its way back to the
Original! owner.
81. tie hack-driver honest?'' asked
TIE lady from Montana of her new
found proteges.
STANLEY honest? suree' responded
the fail twain in unison, and SO Stanley
| was handed the 500 and instructed to
get change at the bank. Away went
Stanley, the hack. and the bill; and the
| three ingenious beauties awaited mis-
| return. They waited and waited, but
the king of the hackmen had other basi-
| ness to attend to, apparently, for he
| failed to show up. At last Miss Middle
| ton thought it would be a good idea to
| 60 and look for him. Another hack was
| procured, and in short time Mr.. Stan
! ley was located outside the Bouega.
where he sat compIacertly putting a so
cent cigar. He didn't move an inch as
his late fare approached. When shriil
| feminine voice demanded ''that $500
| bill'' he only turned his head little
| and looked at her mquiringly.
| "What BILL" he ventured.
| THAT $500 bill l gave you to get
| changed"
| why. you're crazy; hain't got nc
bill; never seen you before in my life
| what are you getting at?''
! The expression on the Montana lady's
| face would have made the fortune of a
| struggling artist, if he could have
! caught 1t. In vain she tried threats
| and entfeatles to refresh Stanley's
memory. His unvarying reply was
You're crazy, old gal; crazy
! as a loon; never set eyes on
| you before in all my life."
| The three brilliantly plaNlaged birds
| bundled into their hack, and in less
| than fifteen minutes there was war
rant out for one Stanley, correct name
| unknown. One Stanley was captured
| shortly afterwards on East Seventh
| street by Capt. Cook, and marched to
the central police Station
Had he the money OH hin?''
oh, no: Mr.. Stanley hasn't bepn in