Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1897-06-29
HOW he GOT 4 STORY.
A CHICAGO NEWSPAPER MANS PURSUIT
OF ONE THAT HAS NOT BEEN PRINTED
IN DETAIL.

The other evening the head OF the
news staff Of . local daily was standing
10 front OF the Palmer House. An ele-
Rantly dressed young woman suddenly
stopped before him, and with evident
embarrassment inquired the way to the
Casino. The direction was given, and
the newspaper man added that the place
was closed.
prise.
"Yes; 1t hasn't been open for several
months"
40. we'll" she continued, 81 guess It
Is all right, anyway. am stranger In
the city; gentleman and his wife from
New York asked me to meet them at
O'Clock In front of the Casino to 60 to
the theatre. supposed we were going
to the Casino. NY friends evidently are
going to some other theatre, and asked
me to meet them where they thought
would be the most convenient for me-"
She thanked him, gave him smile
which he remembered afterward, and
passed on. A minute later the newspa-
per man threw away the remnant OF his
cigar. A bit Of ashes, caught BY the
wind, fell upon his coat lapel. In brush
ing Ii of his hand accidentally touched
his cravat. The scarfpin which had
nestled there moment before was gone.
ut wasn't worth dollar, anyway"
he said to himself consolingly, land
she's welcome toit but I'd like TO know
how she did It. There's great story
In that woman II could only lind her
again and make her talk"
His intended visit to the theatre was
given up forthwith, and he began pa
| trolling the downtown streets in search
for that story. An hour later he came
face to face with the woman he was
looking for. She evidently had seen him
fret, but she made no attempt to avoid
him.
~ want YOU he said bluntly.
She laughed. "well," she said. ~
suppose all of US sometimes want what
we can't get"
"And some OF u.s." he added, "it
seems. help ourselves to whatever We
want
so, did you miss 1t, reallyy" she ask
ed, smiling like houri. III couldn't
help taking 1t, you know; really i
couldn't. But IL wasn't worth keeping,
after all. You'll find 1t In your left
hand overcost pocket"
And he did. s'Come," he said, "there's
q restaurant across the street. | owe
you dinner"
When the last particle Of the broiled
lobster had been washed down and she
had told fairy story which he mentally
concluded would make at least column
they arose to go.
"Do you know" she said, "you were
pretty lucky tonight: Well, you were.
When was talking to you on the street
tried for your watch. Your coat was
buttoned, and It covered the pocket so
tightly that | couldn't get the watch
without your noticing IL. See" she
continued, pointing to his tightly but
toned cutaway, 81 couldn't get my hand
under there without your knowing 1t.
Notice how tight the coat Is over that
pocket. There's apointer for you-al-
ways keep your coat buttoned In a
crowd. Then you're safe"
The newspaper man offered to escort
his companion to her hotel. She de-
clined. He insisted. She hailed pass
ing hanson, jumped In and was whirled
away. He lighted another cigar and
stroiled toward the theatre. He Won
dered II he would be In time TO see the
second act.
What he said when he reached for his
watch couldn't be printed.-Chicago
es-Herald.