The Black Hills union. [volume] (Rapid City, Pennington County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1889-1904, 1891-06-26
oFFICER TuITE,s HORSE.
Day Full of SORROWS for a Policeman
WHO Had q Kind Heart.

IA policeman's life is not always the
soft snap it appears to be on its face
said Officer Jim Tuite Of the 9th pre-.
cinct to II New York Sun reporter.
There is almost always some little
thing cropping up to spoil a fellows
calculations when he makes up his.
mind to have Il good time during his
off hours. Now, not long ago, | vas on
euty OH Church street, and about 5
O'clock; in the morning I noticed wan
dcring aimlessly along the dilapidated
remnants of what had once been, prob
ably, q fair specimen of a horse. As il
is generally pretty quiet around that
Ge;ghborhood early in the morning
until the ferryboats begin 10 pour in
their quota Of busy life--I concluded to
lead the old frame to the station house.
II was nearly time for my relief, and as
had made up my mind to have a nice
little time, accompanied by my wife,
that day. was glad Of anything to help
sill time. l brought the animal to the
station, and then went OUT to be re-
lieved. On being released from duty |
hurried back to change my clothes be
tore going home, when Capt. Berghold,
wAe bad been sizing up my friend, said
Officer Tuite, you had better take
that cid nag ,p to the pound at 92d
street; we have no room for him.
Here was a pretty how-dyc-do. The
idea Of leading that disreputable old
beast six miles through the city was
fairly appalling. There was an eccen-
tricity about his wind and mo:iture
about his nostrils that was very rspul-
sive to the sensitive organs of q 9th
precinct cop, and the prospects of suck
u companion for several hours disgust.
cd me. But it had to be done. and the
sooner the journey was completed the
better. 1 went a couple of blocks with
my charger, and then hired a hum to
lead him to the pound. 1 took the ele-
waited railroad up myself and reached
there in good season, but had to hang
round about four or five hours waiting
for the rest OF the parade. At last, a
little after noon, J. sighted the pair COM
ing %leisurely up the avenue. l was pos.
sibly a little irritated, and may have
made some hasty remark regarding the
speed they exhibited on the Journey; be
that as it may, had no sooner paid my
assistant than he eloped with a swift
ness that proved he had been husband
ing his strength all the way up.
The horse looked pretty well used
up, and gave me more than one re
proachful glance as l led him to the
gate of the pound. In response to my
summons the keeper came out, and,
after casting a critical look over my
fOur-footcd companion, said:
..Saa hara 1-c,,pr fa1lar would ho{%oy
take that old wreck back to where you
got him from. He's got the CHAMBERS,
and | can't take him in
"What do you think my feelings were
when | heard that? l took about fit
teen minutes for vigorous r%cfreshmcnt
during which there were many uncom
plimcntary reflections on horses, gland
ers, buns. and pound-keepers. VIVA
was l to do? The horse looked as if he
would never weather the difficulties O.
II return trip. dared not shoot hin
for fear some crank would claim him,
place an e~xtravagant value on him, anC
sue me for it. A happy thought struck
me. [ would leave him at the Eighty
fourth street station house and skip. ]
tried it, but the sergeant in charge
wouldn't have it. He told me he
guessed I'd have to take him back tc
Liberty street.
"Great Scott! wasn't | mad?
"Finally the sergeant, who seemed tt
sympathize with me, suggested that
telephone down to the Office of the S. p.
c. A, at 25d street, explaining the pre-
dicament l was in, and they might sent
up IN officer of the society to shoot m,
tormentor. | acted on the suggestion
md. late in the afternoon the armet
official arrived and took Il weight of n,
mind by adding some to the body of m,
disgusting charge. arrived home tina
evening iii time to 60 on duty again"