The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1898-03-02

/ ing WI intent there fer: I'll nae to tax
/ ye up
A portly policeman was standing be-
hind them with much suspicion on his
face. Bil1iam turned himself about
quietly.
'sJohn," he said, "I wish you could
get me my bed. I lent it to Peter Will
kins, and his door is locked. -
.tGIid save us!'' cried tie policeman,
"it's the dog missionary. Is that yoCr
bed?'' be added, climbing up beside Bill
liam and looking critically at the OBJ
jet --he rays Of gas lamp upon the
pavement shone upon it so that it glow
ed with kind Of radiance not its OWE.
1t looks q guid led eneuch, !" the
policeman said as he climbed down.
| ssCan you lot get it for Us, John?s
repeated Billia1n.
| stDod, sir, CANA Go that withoot
hoose breakin, and I've been 80 years in
the force,'' answered John. 1'but there's
nae doot that the beds guild bed
And with that he walked heavily
away.
The hussar stood on the pavement
with his legs very wide and whistled
6tfully.
"well,' he said, "what do you pro-
pose to do about it, Billiam? Say, let's
beth go to hotel and get supper Then
we can stop the night there. %
Billiam looked at him with kind of
sad reproach in his eyes.
.tYou forget, - he answered, sthat
the new collie's bandages must be
changed, and the little Yorkshire will
need looking to twice or thrice during
the night But you can 80, and I'll call
round for You in the morning on my
way to college. y
Get out, you raving young idiot!
On my word, I've heard Of all sorts Of
lunatics, but I'm hanged il ever heard
Of anybody before gone dotty On beastly
stray dogs.
.And there's the bull with the bad
tear on his jaw. I must see that the
stitches are keeping and give him some
water, continued Billiam meditative-
".
.sOf all the foolsp' cried the captain.
"Well, come on, Billiam. Eli be your
keeper tonight and see that you get a
neat thing in straitjackets right away"
And the hussar strobe On with the air
of a man who determines to see des-
perate venture through to the bitter end.
They came in time to the corner Of
Montgomery street and again mounted
up the crazy stairs The fire had died
down, and when Captain Ormithwaite
went to the coal box it was empty.
"Hello, Billiam,'' he said, chow do
ybu propose to keep Us warm all night?
Has somebody taken out your Goals on
loan as well as your bed?''
Billiam threw up his hands again
with the same pathetic little gesture Of
despair.
s.I don't know what you'll think of
me, Herbert, y he said, "but when I
went away I gave all I had to the
seamstress next door.
"Weu, said the captain, Ego and see
If she can give you any back" But at
the suggestion Billiam's pale cheek
flushed
81 can't quite do that, - he said, "but
I think I can get some You wait a
minute, and I'Il run down and see. -
Then Billiam proceeded to array him
self in an old ulster, remarkably wide
and baggy about the skirts. He opened
it and showed the hussar how ingenious
y he had sewed two large pockets Of
strong canvas to each side.
Z bring home the Goals in these, he
said. Isn't it a prime idea?"
Where do you buy them:" asked the
captain.
Idon'5 usually buy them" answered
Billiam simply. II pick them
e.Pick them ard steal them,'' said
Captain Ormithwaite. "You young beg
gar, what would the governor say if he
new?''
Billiam looked up little wearily as
if the subject had suddenly grown too
large for discussion
II shan't be very long, he said, and
went on b1ttoning the ulster about his
slim young body.
s.In for penny, in for pound, y said
the soldier. "I'Hcome and help you to
steal Goals if I'm cashiered for it
Billiam pointed to an old overcoat
which hung upon nail behind the
door.
Chats got pockets for Goals and
things too. Il you really want to come
along, he said not very hopefully, sbut
{ think you had better look to the collie
ill come back.
.'I'm in for it, said the hussar.
Its my night out. Come on,' he
sried, pulling at the coat, which threat
aned to turn out too small across the
shoulders for him. "What rum smell
it has, though, y he added, lifting up
one of the lape!s and shifting at it.
"Oh," said Billiam, that's only the
logs. Sometimes wrap the worst cases
up in it. But it's all right, old chap"
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