Hopkinsville Kentuckian. [volume] (Hopkinsville, Ky.) 1889-1918, 1896-05-22
FOUND THE WHISKY.
The Unusual Experience ola Revenue
Officer in North Carolina.


tain maid, cupid and bicycles.
In the summer suspicion which
the revenue department had long en-
tertained ripened into certainty
that there was illicit still somewhere
in this vicinity which was producing
large quantities of mountain dew"
The local officials being well known
to the inhabitants, the department
sent here young man from New
York, one John Dickson by name,
whose instructions were to ferret
out such information as he could get,
while apparently occupied solely in
fishing, hunting and otherwise pass
ing a months vacation.
The programme was duly carried
out. Dickson hunted and fished and
kept his eyes open, but not even a
Whit could he get at the forbidden
liquor.
Naturally he had to seek his in
formation with the utmost care, and
fearful of arising suspicion by direct
INQUIRY he confined his efforts prin-
cipally to keeping his eyes open and
his mouth shut.
One day, nearly two weeks after
his arrival, he took his fishing rod
and journeyed in direction not
hitherto taken. Trying many noun
tain streams, he caught few fish,
but his spying efforts were as vain as
heretofore.
Evening came on, and not know
ing his whereabouts, he was de-
lighted to succeed in getting out of
the underbush on to good wagon
road. Undecided which direction to
take, he paused by the roadside a
moment, when an apparition darted
around the bend of the road which
fairly took away his breath. A
bicycle in this wilderness, and, what
is more, ridden by most attractive
grill She saw him, Of course, and as
he admitted himself to be lost, she
directed him how to reach her
fathers house, extending a cordial
invitation to stop, with all the free
good-fellowshIp for which girls here
abouts are noted. Then mounting
her wheel she sped away, while Dick
son hurried behind.
The farmer insisted upon his stay
ing all night, and he did so. 1t was
a case of love at first sigtH. Dick
son being an expert wAeGman him
set4 was captivated by the beau
z3S& Hountain rider. Moonshiners
Herefbrgotten in the nex& few days.
Within week he had hB own wheel
sent hither by expresR and was
more than pleased to comply with
lSsllie Newman's laughhsYorder that
it must be kept at the far1n- Every
day they went out together, starting
from the farm inc the afternoon and
riding through the leaty byways,
frequently stopping at the residence
of Ssllie's aunt in the village for sup,
per, and then going home in the
moonlight. ..a-r
Weeks sped away until one day
Dickson was rudely awakened from
his dream Of bliss by peremptory
order from Washington to return
home, his mission having proven
fruitless. Sadly he started out with
Sallie for a final ride. All uncon.
scious Of his woes, Sallie twitted him
upon his strange silence, and then
challenged him to race. Away she
sped, and he was sorely tried to
keep at her side. Neither noticed
the fragments of a pane of window
glass, dropped on the road by some
unlucky farmer, until too late.
Hold on, our tires are pune
tured," shouted Dickson, jumping
from his wheel; "by the great horn
spoon, what's that" he added, gaz-
ing with amazement at a tiny stream
of liquor squirting from both front
and rear tires. A moment later the
whole situation fell upon him "Oh,
you little moonshiner," he MUIR
INJURED, and then he let his wheel
fall and sprang to catch Sallie, who
had swooned. ..t
For six weeks the valiant Dickson
had been assisting, unaware, the
moonshiners by carrying whisky in
his pneumatic tires, inserted at the
farmhouse and deity removed by
Aunt Jane in the village. #.
Did he arrest the guilty maid2
Not much. He resigned his position
and married her, and the happy pair
now live in Philadelphia, where they
are often seen on q tandem in the
park. &c.,. So. s.t~Rta' t. q
1t is scarcely necessary to add the
tires are now inflated solely with air.
I,-Philadelphia Times. ...t,,-s. r.