Pawtucket tribune. (Pawtucket, R.I.) 1890-189?, 1894-01-13
A STERN CHASE.

coppeu 4 suooa 10 get into trouble, but my
heart was inThis job, AN besides wasn't
goin To be bested by Joe Tibbits l saw the
street was clear, then
go IL. beautyp' | sorter screams To the
mare, AN still gallopin she bumps ON TO the
pavement and scoots along the few yards
Of pathway alongside the excavation.
"Ya-hipl Whooopp | shouts, wavin my
whip as ! turns round 10 Joe.
lie was a good plucked un, l will say.
He thought where / d been he was bound
TO be able TO 90, All lac tururd his horse onto
the pavement.
set up a yell Of laughter as heard
splinterin crash. Joe had cannoned one OF
the pillars supportin an awning, wheelin
his horse sharp round an chuckin IL of its
legs. An a couple OF peelers was rusbin
up 10 take his number.
saw the white headed old gent jump
out Of the cab. gesticulatin violentlike.
an just then | struck the station.
Ny fares hops out. The gent pops a five
into my hand.
you've give me one" says |, already"
"Oh. that was nothing" says he
thought that was queer expression
from toll. but pockets the fiver. They
rushed along the platform an Just sue
ceeded in gettin on the train.
got down 10 chuck cloth over the
loins OF the mare, who was Ia a muck sweat
an splashed with lather.
Just then, all putin and BLOWN, that old
gent trots into the station.
"You vagabondp he says, shakin his fist
at me- IL believe you're an accomplice."
81 certainly sympathizes with the young
people, SIR" says |.
e. Ipnty ,t ba ehnuta1 hv IovaS
I'll have you locked up"
oh" says |, you can't lock a chap mp
for sympathizin with two young lovers a.
Is elopin from ard 'arted guardian"
Young lovers he hanged" shouts the old
man, purple in the face The mans bur
glar, an the woman's his accomplice, an
they've just stolen my wife's diamonds"
You might have knocked me down with
a feather. ] didu't know what to say. ]
was struck comical like, but Just then up
comes Joe an copper with him. an Joe
, says:
'No, stree, he amt no burglars accom-
plice, ole Phil Flywhip. Just now there's
a bone TO pick atween US, but rights right,
an Pills more a mug than "A rogue"
Well, i 'ardly knew what To do, whether
to land Joe on the boko for callin me mag
or to thank him for testifyin TO my honesty.
But he catches hold o. my tiipper an shakes
It an says:
You've done me this time, Phil, an you
did 1t on drivin, but don't mind that
'arf so much as your cuttin me out with the
gel who told me straight this VERY evenin
that haven't got rabbits chance while
you was in the field"
My heart gave bigger jump then than
1t did when the mare lugged the old show
over the curb.
Joe" / says. your good sort, an you
fight as fair "a you race. We can't both
have the gel, but if you've lost her for what
you've told me, an the fair way you spoke
up for me, barrin sayin as | was a mug,
you've gained a pal An II there's fine
for you TO pay in the mornin, or any dam
age, III do what can to help you"
"Oh, that's all rightw says Joe; "the
gentlemans goin To square all that. He
told me to follow, an he'd take the risk"
Just then his man came back from the
telegraph Office, where he'd been wiring all
along the line.
touched my at an said was sorry for
the mistake I'd made.
well" says he, from inquiries I've
made it's evident your "A respectable and
sonest man; as for your intelligence
Look here" says |, firin up. Man to
man, who was | TO take orders from, my
fare or the man in the street, Suppose Joe,
there, hadn't taken yours1"
perhaps you're right" says he after
minute whether you're smart man or
not t.sanyway you're a smart driver"
did they arrest your faresi" inquired
one of the audience when Phil had finished
his story.
NO." said he. lit appears that they
= threw their ulsters out OF the window an
got out at separate stations an walked of
under the noses of the police. ."-kxonange.