The Hawaiian star. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu]) 1893-1912, 1894-09-13

the lynchers at Browns Hole.
He Was Cute.
| | was at the Grand Central station I'm
| New York TO meet friend when | noticed
typical hayseeder who was wandering
about as IL looking for some one He was
| carrying n battered leather bag Rripped
tightly in his right hand, and "Reub"
was written all over him so plainly that
no one could make mistake as to the sec
tion of the country from which he had
come. Catching my eye he beckoned me
aside mysteriously. at the same time look
ing craftily around to see if he was OBJ
served by others.
My names Ehen Flanders, - he volun-
teered in confidential tone 'an I'm from
Vermont. Naow, would you cal late | was
from the country jest to look at meY''
assured him ] would not dream such
WAS the case.
81 knowed it, he grinned delightedly
"My old woman said folks'd spot me as
soon as | showed my nose In New York,
but | tole her she didn't know whut she
was talkin abaout. I'm mighty cute when
I'm mind ter be, an | jest got myself up
in this air rig an KEN daown Do you
know feller in New York by the name
of Frank SmallS"
"Wull, didn't know but We might.
know ev'rybody raound aour town"
New York city is pretty large. Is Mr..
Small friend of yours2"
He hesitated, caressing the fringe of
corn colored whiskers under his chin, and
then he answered "Not edzacly. Ye see
him an me is havin a little business deal
that is, we're goin to have" As he said
this. he glanced hastily toward his bag,
to which he clung with convulsive grip.
All at once i fancied / understood the
situation.
81 trust you are not contemplating do
ing business with green goods man, Mr..
Flandersgn l said.
In moment he drew himself up stifiy
81 know whut I'm doin, by gorryi
They can't no green goods man or bunk
um steerer git ahead of Eben Flanders
I'm cute. l read the papers" Then he
lowered his voice TO add, 81 kerry pis-
tol.
/ could not refrain from smiling, at
which he seemed offended and left me.
Five minutes later, just as the train for
which ! was waiting was announced,
saw Mr. Flanders walking away in the
company of a black mustached young man.
who wore polished silk hat and red
uecktie.
About three hours later, I came upon
the man from Vermont at the corner of the
Bowery and Grand street. He had n new
leather grip in his hand and was hurry
ing along when he saw me and stopped
short grinning triumphantly
Told ye ! was cutep' he exclaimed.
fourishiug the bag. "Oh, they've gotter
git up before sunrise when they git ahead
of yer Uncle Ebenl Naow, whut you
s'pose I've got in this air bagi''
told him had not the least idea.
Jest come inter this ere saloon, an I'll
show ye. They ain t all fools that y rails
ed in the country"
He pulled me into the saloon, and we sat
down at round table in the corner. The
man from Vermont ordered beer, and
when 1t was before us he said:
81 knowed they meant to beat me all
the time, but ! al'lated was cute enough
for EN-. Ye see, I've bin gittin green goods
letters for year naow, an | never dared
tackle them fellers till read in the papers
haow feller from aout west KEN on here
an beat them aout of their eye teeth Then
scrabbled up 5000 loaded my pistol and
KEN daown TO try my luck. He'd all my
money in that old bag, an | met this air
Frank Small by appintment. He tuck
me daown here somewhere to place, an
then another feller brung aout this bag.
They opened IL an showed me it was full
OF good money. | was right onter their
game, by smokel an kept my eye on this
bag SO they couldn't change it, They
said ] might have all there was in the bag
fer my $500, and Jest traded on the spot.
Then when they tried to git me to look
raound so they could swap i up an grab
bed the bag, p'inted my pistol at 'em an
backed aout Of the room. 1t was a square
trade, an left my bag with the 5000. I'll
bet them sharpers is the two maddest men
in New York -
" Are you sure you got away with their
good money! | asked, deeply interested,
for sincerely hoped he had succeeded
"Sartin," he chuckled as he unfastened
the clasps Of the bag. "Oh. Pm cooni
Look herer
But when the bag was opened he found
it contained some packages OF brown pa
per Wildly he clawed them out upon the
table and tore them open, but he found
only one package with the two sides of a
split" S5 bill pasted on the top and bot
tom. For about two minutes he sat there
stunned, his face pale and his hands trem-
bling. Then he cleared his throat and
huskily observed
"Mister, I'm swindled fair and square
dunno haow they done It, but do know
| hain't anywhere nigh as cute as took
myself to be. It's good thing bought
return ticket I'm goin back home an
stick 10 tradin hosses. This air taown is
too quick for mel" GILBERT PATTON.
Unjust Discrimination.
Officer Phaneygan-It' thin you're
lookin, Mike
Officer OMorphy--'Tis the fault of
the chief, be hanged to inn
Officer Phaneygan-How's that?
Officer O'Morphy-Shure, an he put
me on beat with never a fruit stand
ON it, the dishcriminatin blaggardl--
Chicago Record.