The Portland daily press. [volume] (Portland, Me.) 1862-1921, 1894-01-12

rush mine out of his, which | homes is
clear enough for all you drivers to under
stand.
Bein that time putty late, in course there
wasn't no traffic to speak Of, so we had a
clear course.
We seemed to just jump from Madison
square corner to Thirtyfourth street, an
there we was tearin along the street with
on'y hundred yards betwixt US.
My fare leaned out an looked round; then
he says to me, For heavens sake, drive
faster; they're gainin'
Don't you fear, sir,'' says l. 1--WE got
bit in hand, an they can race for nuts
Coop, my lass"
An once again, as called on the mare,
she made squirt. But for all that l knew
that Joe's horse, which was fresh after a
couple O. days rest, was gainin on me hand
over hand.
Got yerl" hears Joe shout from behind
me- an not far either. You're DONE That
nag o. yourns only fit for cats meat"
At that very moment we turned into For
ty-second street, an l put the mare at a
gallop.
I We've only one minute to catch the
train" shouts my fare.
Got your ticket" says I.
"Yes," says he.
"Then." says l, "I'll do it,"
Were lost, we're done for!'' screams the
young lady.
For just then she caught sight OF red
lamp in the street, which was up for re-
pairs.
But never Stacked. That was the bit
had in hand, an l knew there was Just
room on the pavement inside the posts to
steer my cab. 1t was bit risky, an if
COPIED stood to get into trouble, but my
heart was in this job, an besides l wasn't
goin to be bested by J oe Tibbits / saw the
street was clear. then.
go it. beauty" 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-hip! Who-oopp' l shouts, wavin my
whip as I turns round to Joe.
He was good plucked I'm, will say.
He thought where I'd been he was bound
to be able to go, an he turned his horse onto
the pavement.
set up yell of laughter as heard a
splinterin crash. Joe had cannoned one OF
the pillars supportin an awning, wheelin
his horse sharp round an chuckin it off It's
legs. An a couple of peelers was rushin
up to take his number.
saw the white headed old gent jump
out of the cab, gesticulatin violentlike,
an just then l struck the station.
My fares hops out. The gent pops five
into my hand.
You've give me one." says I, already"
''Oh, that was nothing" says he
l thought that was queer expression
| from toff. but pockets the fver They
rushed along the platform an just sue
ceeded in gettin on the train.
/ got down to chuck a cloth over the
loins of the mare, who was in a muck sweat
an splashed with lather.
Just then, all putin and BLOWN, that old
gent trots into the station.
You vagabondl' he says, shakin his fist
| at me. II believe you're an accomplish"
Il certainly sympathizes with the young
people, SIR" says l.
Il know it," he shouted, ian. by Jovel
| Pill have you locked up"
oh" says /, you can't lock a chap up
| for sympathizin with two young lovers as
is elopin from 'ard 'arted guardian"
Young lovers be hangedp' shouts the old
man, purple in the face 1.-THE mans bur-
| glar, an the woman's his accomplish. an
they've just stolen my wife's diamonds"
You might have knocked me down with
feather. / didn't know what to say. i
was struck comical-like. but just then up
comes Joe an copper with him. an Joe
says:
mo, stree, he amt no burglars accom-
| plice ole Phil Flywhip. just now there's
| bone to pick atween us, but rights right,
| an Phil's more mug than rogue"
Well. 'ardly knew what to do. whether
| to land Joe ON the boko for calm nue. a mag
| or to thank him for testifyin to my honesty
But he catches hold o. my flipper AL shakes
! it an says:
You've done me this time, Phil, an you
| did il on drivin, but I don't mind that
| 'arf SO much as your cuttin me out with the
| gel who told me straight this VERY evenn
that haven't got a rabbits chance while
| you was in the field"
My heart gave bigger jump then than
it did when the mare lugged the old show
| over the curb.
"Joe," says, you're good sort, an you
| fight as fair as 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 I was a mug,
you've gained a pal. An if there's fine
| for you to pay in the mornin, or any dam
age, I'll do what can to help you"
| "Oh, that's all right!' says Joe; s'the
| gentleman's 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 you're respectable and
honest man; as for your intelligence
Look here" says I, firm up Man to
man, who was l to take orders from, my
fare or the man in the street? Suppose Joe,
there, hadn't taken yours?"
perhaps you're right" says he after q
| minute Whether you're a smart man or
not, anyway you're smart driver"
| Ibid they arrest your faress" inquired
one of the audience when Phil had finished
his story.
No." said he. ''It appears that they
| threw their ulsters out of the window an
| got out at separate stations an walked off
under the noses of the police. "-E1cpaIse.
| Former Elephants.
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