The sun., 1896-10-17
LITTLE GOLD BUNCO GAME.
GAZE mrs CONFIDENCE TO 4 NAN
"WHO DOESN'T LIVE IHERE.D

Pinintivo story or Msa from Moriehes
Whom N Telegram BOY Put on n Gable
and shipped Up 20 the Tenderioin Portion
His Experience Buying Gold with Paper
He walked with o shamblinR gait and talked
with airawi that mado those around him yawn.
He was dressed like farmer and had gray
hair. When he entered the West Thirtieth
street police station at O'Clock last night,
Sergeant lane was on duty behind the greasy
old Tendeyloin desk.
Excuse me, Sergeant" he said, but gev
my confidence to a man. and he doesn't live
there"
Doesn't live where ?" nsked Lano.
AT 23s West Thirty eighth street I was
down to that house, and they don't know tn
man."
WHO ia he ?" asked the Sergeant.
That's what want to know, because I gave
my confidence to him"
mo. 23S West Thirty eighth street Is the
other side OF seventh avenue" said Lane. and
II anything happened over there you had better
report it at the West Thirty-sevonth street STA
tion house,"
"Thank you" said tho tired man, and he
went out into tho street.
ut was mean" he said to a Sun reporter
whom he met Mt the station house door. II
came in from Moriches last night just to spend
q few dollars and couple o. days in town.
walked all throught the Bowery last night. and
Inever met nothing in the way OF trouble Then
to- night | though I'd get further up SO l asks
a telegram boy where be the Tenderloin por-
tion. Get on n cable. snys he. and get Off right
on to Thirty fourth street. He shown me a cable
and gets on and man sitting beside me says:
'S'cuse me. but haven't met you over on Long
JsandY | said. 'Gucss you did. for live ut
Morichcs.' Then we snys somethin' on politics.
and gold ,, and ID the likes and he gave his card M
al a ~
round that corner near the street BY the park
he got or and said ,. coed night When
ssfps sSs up and Sda saws, A Hello 9ayis avis Wnss il
was kind o puzzled at first, but he took me by
the arm and says. Let's have something,
can't remember now. Well, wo had drink,
and he told me he was Bill Johnson. and lived
over at 3s West rhr,y,SEntha IL, S tn street; tire Ten
other chap at a table that knows johnson. They
shook hands and was introd iced. Then we
| ali talked politics. and spoke about gold and
silver. johnson took two twenty dollar gold
| pieces from his pocket, with ten-dollar gold
| piece. and threw them on the table. I'd rather
have bills any time said he and he asked ME IL
I'd give him bills for them. ! took out my my
| gold and his friend asked to look at it. and
| loaned it over the table. Then johnson said
$50 more would he enough and gave it to him.
| and he went around to the house to get the gold
a hi to wait ben his hs ena
i think Bill is acting queer. He's done some
| strange things lately: mebbe he won't como
back. Mebbe these gold pieces are counterfei,s
that Bill wasn't doing right. So he and
| l. went out to-, look for, Bill. and at
! the house on Thirty-eighth street they
said johnson didn't live there. Johnson's
friend wanted me to give him the gold pieces
| TO have them tested in u liquor store. but held
| on to them. saying. 'Mcbbe you might go Off,
! too Then we sort OF argued. and | wanted to
| tell It to policeman. He said. No. best go to
the station Then we had drink in saloon,
and he told me he owed the saloon keeper So.
! He treated out of one OF my ten-dollar bills and
gave me the change. $3.50, saying the saloon
| keeper took out what he owed. Then he went
| into the toilet room and got away by side door.
| didn't ind that much AS the other man,
| johnson. TO whom gave my confidence"