Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1895-11-24
COPYRIGHT. 1895

'sI don't know whether he found public house open and got drunk, or whether he found police station and got locked up, or whether he was run over and killed, or just suffocated by the fog. All do know is that have never laid eyes on that cabman since he left me.
 Well, sat in that cab until morn ing. There was no kind of use in de- serting it and trying to find my way on foot-I had had quite enough of that.
 1t was just beginning to get a little light when man lurched up against the door, and after doing little gen. eral swearing got it open and climbed jn He told me to drive to somewhere that sounded like Victoria street, but might have been almost anything else, and immediately fell fast asleep on the seat beside me. 1 struck a match and managed to make out that he wore a good hat, from which it was clear that he wasn't a vagabend, and so decided 10 let him have his nap out. He leaned up in the corner and snoared like high pressure steamboat.
 About eight o'clock the fog thinned so much that | decided to make a start for Piccadily. My intoxicated friend was still fast asleep, and now that 1 could see him 1 saw that he was q mid die-aged old party who looked as if he might be bank president or something of that kind, with too much fondness for port wine. did not think it worth while to turn him out, so 1 just cast the horse loose, climbed the box and drove off at a slow walk, keeping close to the curbstone. l had my slouched hat on, and when had pulled the cab hy's blankets we'll up to my neck I didn't look at all out of place on the box. So proceeded cautiously and met with no accident worth mentioning. All of a sudden my passenger wakes up, and leaning out of the window begins to abuse me for being so slow on the road Begging your pardon, sir,' says 1 but this here blooming fog is so thick that I daren't drive faster than a walk At that he got very angry and said that he'd get out and take my number, and wouldn't pay me farthing. l was glad enough to get rid of him, but when be bolted round the corner began to see that cabman may have things to trouble him which we folks don't often think about.
 Pretty soon a woman hailed me, and as the cab was moving very slowly she managed to get the door open and tc climb inside, in spite of my telling her that l was engaged. "A very like ly story said she, settling herself in the cab as if she meant to stay there. You can't refuse to take passenger when you've got nobody, she said, making as if she was going to stir me up with her umbrella; and you know it. You'll drive me to Bloomsbury square, or I'll make it 'ot for youl
 ''Now, I knew too much to get into an argument with a woman, and so l drove to Bloomsbury square. But when I had stopped at the number that she had given me she dld not attempt to get out. She was perfectly sober, but in my opinion she was stark crazy, fer she insisted that 1 had lost my way and that we were not in Bloomsbury square. I got down from my seat and tried to argue the matter with her. asked her to look at the corner of the street, where she would see Blooms bury square, North in large letters, but she told me not to be impertinent or she would summons me, and refused to look at the corner of the street or anything else. I rang the door-bell of the house, but when the servant had answered it and looked at my fare she said that she didn't know her, and went