The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-10-27

It's all right. Do you know what the
| presidents name is?'
| No, don't" says I, sorter surIy.
Wen, you'll find it on that BILL said
ne taking bill out of his pocket; land
| you see the same name on these letters
and he took some letters from his coat.
suppose L ought to have gone right
on then, but l was beginning to feel in
terested in making him prove who he
was, so 1 says:
You might have got them letters to
put up job on me-"
You're a very honest man. saws he:
"one among thousand. Don't think I'm
a all offended at your persistence. No.
my good fellow; [ like it, I like it, and
he laid his hand my shoulder. Now,
mere, says he, taking a bundle out of his
pocket, is a package of $4,000 in bonds
"A burglar wouldn't be apt to carry those
around with him, would he? 1 bought
them in the city yesterday, and I stopped
here tonight on my way home to place
| them iii the vault, and, L may add, that
| your simple and manly honesty has So
touched me that 1 would willingly leave
them in your hands for safe-keeping. You
needn't blush at my praise
1 suppose L Gid turn sorter red when /
| see them bonds
Are you satisfied now" saws he
1 told him 1 was, thoroughly, and so 1
was. so | picked up my drill again, and
gave him the lantern to hold so that I
could see the door. 1 heard jim, as 1
call him, outside once or twice, and like
| to have burst out laughing, thinking how
he must be wondering what was going on
, inside L worked away, and Kept explain
| ing to him what 1 was a-trying to do.
| He was very much interested in mechan-
| les, ne said, and he knowed as 1 was a
man es was up in my business by the
! way l went to work. He asked me about
! what wages L got and how l liked my
! business, and said he took quite fancy
/ to me. 1 turned round once in a while
/ and looked at him asserting up there as
! solemn as billed owl, with my dark Ian
/ tern In his blessed hand, and I'm blamed
/ If l didn't think 1 should have to holler
right oft.
! got through the lock pretty soon, and
put in my wire and opened It. Then he
took hold of the door and opened the
I vault.
"Pn put my bonds in says ne, and
so home You can lock up and wait till
Mr. jennings comes 1 don't suppose you
will try to fix the lock tonight"
told him 1 shouldn't do anything more
with it now, as we could get in before
morning.
well. I'll bid you good night MY
man" says he as 1 swung the door to
again.
Just then 1 heard jim, by name, whis-
tie, and 1 guessed the Waterman was
a-coming up the street.
''Ah," says 1, you might speak to rhe
Waterman, if you see him, and tell him
! to keep an extra lookout tonight"
81 WILL, says he, and We both went
to the front door.
There comes the Waterman up the
street." says he, ''Watchman. this man
has been fixing the bank lock, and L
want you to keep a Sharp lookout to-
night He will stay here until Mr.. Jen-
| nings returns"
/ Good night, again." says he, and we
shook hands. and he went up the street.
| saw Jim, so-called. in the shadow on
the other side of the street, as I stood
on the step with the Waterman.
! We'll, says l to the Waterman, "IlI
| go and pick up my tools, and get ready
! 10 CO.
1 went back into the bank, and it
| didn't take long to throw the door open
| and stuff them bonds into the bag. There
| was some boxes lying around, and safe
! as l should rather have liked to have
| tackled, but it seemed like tempting
/ Providence after the luck we'd had.
! 1 looked at my watch, and see it was
/ just a quarter past twelve. There was
! an express went through at half-past
] twelve. 1 tucked my tools in the bag
| on the top Of the bonds and walked out
! to the front door The Waterman was
on the steps.
81 don't believe I'll wait for Mr.. Jen-
nings." says l. 81 suppose it will be
| all right if [ give you his key"
That's all right" says the Waterman.
! Il wouldn't go away very far from the
! bank" says l.
mo, won't says he; 'Tn stay right
about here all night
Goodnight" says T. and shook
! hands with him. and me and JIM
which wasn't his right name, you under
| stand-took the twelve-thirty express.
| and the best part of that job was we new
er heard nothing of 1t.
| 1t never got into the papers.