, 1900-05-05
FIVE WICKED
Seven Times by Policemen
Who We're Successfully Worked.

Arrested Seven Times by Policemen
Who We're Successfully Worked.
Five wicked students were in a bar
ber's shop getting their hair cut and
parted in the middle, says a writer in
a Kansas paper. All this took till
quite late in the night and then n
of them said:
Barber. what will you take for your
sign pole?"
Ten dollars" replied the artist.
smilingly.
Here is your money" said the stu
dent. who was a member Of the win
ming foot ball team that season and
so had only TO write home any time
for a check. Sign this" and he drew
up a bill of sale. Boys, help me home
with my load" And the little caval-
cade went down the dimly-lighted
street with the singular burden upon
their shoulders.
Hi. there" yelled a policeman.
whom they had tried to pass slyly.
what are you doing with that bar
ber's pole?"
That's our business" grimly replied
the football player.
1T is also mine" rejoined the po-
llceman. Come with me to the sta
ton and bring that pole with you"
We cannot afford to carry it away
from tic nrnnar Inctina tinn - oat6 ono
of the students.
Never mind" growled the police
man. "Ill get it there" and he sum-
moned help and conducted the whole
procession to the police station.
Boys" said the sergeant after they
had ranged themselves in front of
him. I'm sorry, but this bit of fun
will cost You IS apiece.
perhaps before we are fined you
would like to look at this strip of pa
per?' inquired the football kicker.
why" exclaimed the sergeant, read
ing the bill of sale. here is an awk-
ward mistake. This is your pole"
I'VE had thought So" meekly replied
the student.
Young men," said the sergeant,
you are discharged. officer. go back
to your beat"
will you kindly instruct him to
take the pole where he got it," inQuir-
ed the student.
"Certainly." replied the sergeant.
asthat L. ,r,pr riuht ~ orI fha pfripaH
stick of timber was tugged back again
by the disguised myrmidon Of the law.
The students again shouldered their
tapering load and started down anoth-
er street. They soon met another po-
liceman. This time they did not at
tempt any evasion.
"What're ye doin' with hat beam O.
wood" shouted the officer.
"Our business," sang the boys.
"Your business seems to be the thief
business said the officer. Come with
me to the station.
I'VE will not carry the pole" said
the students. but If you var to. we'll
swear lot to run for it."
The officer believed them after they
had repeated it in Latin, and being a
large, strong man from the Tipperary
regions. lust about managed it. He
was soon before the same sergeant
mentioned above.
Its their pole" shouted the SER
geant, as soon as he saw them. Take
it back where you got it"
why didn't you tell me?" grumbled
the officer. between breaths, on the
way back.
you said we were thieves, and how
ton of property" replied the students.
And they started once more for home.
Again and again they were escort
ed to headquarters, until they began to
feel quite well acquainted with the ser
eeant.
The sixth or seventh policemen they
was a smallish man, and they took
particular pains with him.. They yell
ed, whistled, sang Good Night, La
dies" and marched four times around
him in solemn procession.
"Why didn't you arrest u.s." one Of
them cried.
There's been a general alarm sent
ali over the city replied the peace
"to the effect that IL We met
five min wild a pole, don't molist EN-,
as they're harmless lunatics on de way
tc the asylum to start a barber's shop
,la.