Little Falls herald. [volume] (Little Falls, Morrison County, Minn.) 1889-1950, 1898-08-12
A DIFFERENCE.

Having adjusted my wraps and made
myself comfortable In the corner of the
third class carriage which my porter had
got for me, took stock of the three other
passengers who occupied the other end of
the compartment. -
4 big, lusty, fresh looking fellow in
stout. tweeds and wearing a Scotch cap,
was seated with his face toward the en-
CINE. A young lady and a young gentle
man faced him, the young gentleman hav-
Ing the corner, the lady resting her head
on his shoulder. A sudden angry move
ment of the mans limbs disturbed his
clothes. From an opening in the folds Of
his overcoat caught the CLEAN of a pair
Of handouts. .Hewas captive. The lady,
however, smiled tearfully and in soft,
coaxing tones said:
"Mr. Sutcliffe, couldn't you loosen the
irons? They're chatting his wrists 500
''Didn't he say he'd shoot me?'
Then the lady burst into tears, and with
laugh Sutcliffe met her half way, un-
locked the horrid bracelets and let loose
one Of Dandy's wrists.
"There, .mon,' said he, ''you can put
yer arm round 'er. It's t. lass I'm sorry
for-new welded too. A-well, I'm sorry
for you, and" casting soft look at the
lady, went on, I'm goin to be welded
myself on Easter Monday, and, dang it! I
don't care who knows it,
Then the lady pleaded splitting head
ache and the cap was drawn over the lamp
by general consent, and I curled up in my
corner.
We sped on awhile. Sutcliffe was asleep
mountaineering heavily. Then drop
ped off and remembered nothing clearly
till we pulled up with jerk. I woke.
Sutcliffe woke.
my goom?" he roared. my bird has
flown. Did we stop betwixt Crewe and
here?'
Icouldn't say.
He made use of no oath. He said no
more. Swiftly he grabbed at his cap, his
wraps and small bag, slipped on his
boots and opened the carriage door. AS
he was stepping out he said to me:
"NO wedding for me on Easter Mon
day."
And off we vent and reached Euston
without further adventure
wife being down at the seaside, and find
into the pit of a famous playhouse
Before the curtain had been up many
minutes my attention was drawn to a big
man who had seat in the front row of
the pit.
never heard any one laugh SO heartily
at the antics of any comedian-it was
Arthur Roberts in his 1nerriest mood.
tho! no! ho!'' The girls on the stage
o% Il;
precautions.
looked and looked, and then recog-
nized my friend Sutcliffe, the policeman
of my midnight journey.
After the first act he pushed his way
out, and I touched him on the shoulder.
"You don't remember me-"
He scrutinized me for moment and
then nearly shook my hand off.
"Why, for sure do, eh? 1t cost me my
place j. t. foorce, did that job. got
t. sack rect enough. But t. weddin' q
COON off at last. Theey she is-she's wait
ed three long year for me-and who's
bound back to Canada wi me. Eth, mon,
I'm on my own hook-am a employer O.
labor, I've cattle and hosses-I'n die
rich mon yet. Coon and ave a drink.
I've never clapped eyes on that pair
since" -,
ut was d good nights work for you,
then, Sutcliffe? Here's to Mrs. S." And
drank to her and to him.
"Any little Sutcliffes?'
"Ho, no! That's good I'M! Why, we're
honeymoonin, mon. Coon and ave some
supper wi us, will your"
Then we got to our places, and saw by
his gestures and his looks at me that he
was telling his buxom wife the story OF
that mad March night.
Suddenly I saw his face turn rigid, and
he rose up in his seat as if he was about
to leap into the stalls.
His wife pulled him back and talked
eagerly to him.
Then the curtain went up, but nc
more laughter came from that quarter.
What was wrong2 What had happened
Down came the curtain, out came SUIT
cliffe, grabbed my shoulder in his hanc
and said out loud:
."I'm dommed if that theer Dandy beant
a-sittin rect j. front O. me-"
followed his eyes and at once recog
nized that cynical curl of the lip, thai
rather effeminate prisoner who had escaped
from custody between Crewe and Stafford
! He was dressed in the height of fashion
a little more bejeweled than gentleman
i born, but not conspicuously SO. He wa
standing with his face toward the circle
peering at fashion through pair o
i glasses.
Having satisfied himself, he bent dow,
with smile to a very pretty young WON
an, charmingly dressed and wearing som
lovely jewels in her hair.
"Hello!'' said Sutcliffe. why, he'
! getten new missus.''
eyes" Kissed heavily yelled woma1
behind us.
She had been my neighbor in the corne
during the opening act, and I had sus
pected, possibly with truth, that she ha
come to pick pockets rather than to Sc
the play. Then she whispered in the hi
mans ear:
! "Now arrest him, Mr.. Sutcliffe. Your
not going to let him go, are your"
! We both started. It was the lady VIII
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