The morning times., 1895-10-13

| letters to ourselves at all the stations and
make practical test of their delivery.
Zone morning we were to go through
whitechapelI Better leave your valu-
ables at home said the postmaster, for
| it is pretty tough there. We shall have a
| detective. But even detectives are not al
ways safe
.T had with me q watch which / had
| carried since I was nineteen years old.
1t was my grandfather 8 watch, and when
the old gentleman willed it to me he said:
My grandson, never get too proud to carry
your grandfather's gold W atch.'
81 thought a great deal of it, though its
chain was slender and its guard insult
ficient 4 VIII leave it home to-day
said to myself, and then shall be able
TO devote all my thoughts to my work with
out worrying about that watch
.'In my room-for was in lodgings
there was a great mahogany bureau Inthe
top drawer 1 laidsthe watch turned the
key. hid 1t away in my trunk, locked the
trunk put the key in my pocket, and sailed
forth as secure as an old lady with her roll
under her garter.
''That night when / got home all was
confusion in the house. My landIady met
me at the door. we have been robbedi' she
cried. Everything is gone! Your room
is isstripped bare. There isn't thing in your
trunk
.''How abSut the bureau?' asked.
a. s'Broken into. Not a thing left
'I posted a reward of 1000 for that
watch, mourned the regulation thirty days,
renewed the reward; and now, whoever
visits London will find it still there wait
ing for someone to claim it. 1t is a stand
ing offer, for want the watch worse now
than did then"
DEPEw'S TRIPLE LOSS.
Chauncey Depew, to whom blessings come
by handfuls, also loses occasionally in the
same way.
"These yacht races" said Mr.. Depew,
remind me of time when 1 was booked for
a race. was to sail a yacht against an
other yacht, and the reward was not a
silver cup, but pretty hand.
''It was in this way. We were all WIS.,
iting In Boston. There was house party,
and we young men were rivals for the at
tentions of a certain very beautiful young
woman, whose name it would be very
interesting now to mention Our hostess
owned two fine saii-boats. One day she
announced:
al am going to give you yachtsmen
chance to sail the boats for prize. Who
ever wins over the Beacon course shall lead
the cotiBon with any lady he chooses
"The ladies. laughingly, agreed. And wen
the men knew, that the winner would
choose Miss c., who was the most beautiful
girl of the season.
Il was secretary of New York State at
the time and had to go home for few days,
but promised to Join the party on Saturday
night The days dragged along slowly, for
I was all impatience for Saturday. Being
crack yachtsman, felt sure should W in the
prize and lead the cotilion with Miss Y.
saturday / got away late and flew over
to Broadway, where I had the luck to catch
a stage. 1t was going fast, and we were
all hanging on to the straps as well as we
could. Aswe rounded the curve at Madison
Square a man got off. He upset me,
stepped on everybody's feet and made q
great deal of trouble, but didn't care.
"a minute later 1 felt in my pocket for
the necessary nickel. 1t was not there
not a cent did Ihave. My awkward friend,
in getting out of the stage. had completely
emptied my hip pocket, also my vest pocket,
where / kept my change. Like lightning
/ felt in my watch pocket, and behold! it,
too, was empty.
II stopped the stage and got out. A
hundred dollars gone, And the watchi
II was souvenir from political society,
and loved If. l advertised. put detectives
nn the track and got clue of the watch.
The day my detectives were to get it
just two hours before-the thief melted
IL up and sold the works 1 was making
things too hot for him.
I'm the excitement 1 forgot the yacht
race. and when / recalled ii my hostess
and the pretty young woman were both too
nettled to forgive me-"
SAGE GOT EVEN.
Mrs Russell Sage started up Fifth avenue
with a very heavy pocket book 1t con-
tained Mr. Sage's funds as well as her own.
and was TO pay for some clothing and i'm
pnr,aDt purchases. In front of the Fifth
Avenue Hotel a man darted out and gave
her a rough push. A second later she felt
the purse grabbed from her hand, and she
forward to catch the sleeve of
a man who was trying with all his might
to get away.
II held on said Mrs. Sage, "and
shrieked- Others came to help me, and 1
pushed the matter until had the pleasure of
seeing the man behind bars"
Dr. Shrady tells queer story of a Pc
culiar patient. He was big, broad
shouldered man with rugged cuuuteaance,
yet-he complained of a headache. His
eyes did not look dun or tired. On
the contrary. they were very alert, yet
he was describing to be the must agonizing |
symptoms of pain in the head.
Nv hile / was prescribing for him /
very harmless-his eyes kept |
rowing about. 1 did not put much stress |
upon it at the time, as we see queer |
people. we doctors.
sHRADY'S QUEER PATIENT.
But later in the day when l found a
valuable trifle missing from my office
table and when my hat ard coat could |
not be found on the hatrack, 1 put tive
md two together in a very unsatisfac-
tory manner. i wish / had given that
man different dose from the quieting
1ne 1 prescribed. Let him try it againi''
A lecturer in New York last winter
made the assertion that there was no
nan of brain and bra wn but had had his
pocket picked at one time or another |
And 500 men in the audience left the |
nall patting themselves on the back for
coming under the head of brain and
bra wn." JAMES BARTON.
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