The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-11-07

Copyright 1901. by Daily Story Pub. Co.
The Rev Harvey Lawson was of that
appearance usually called refined" That
is to say, he was slender, pale and hol-
low-chested, with wasp waist and UNI
certain legs. His age was twenty five,
and he intended some day TO be q great
pulpit orator. AT the time in question he
was curate of ST. Deminicks cathedral,
assisting the dean by attending to most
of the affairs of the parish and writing
at least three-fourths Of the sermons
He got on the elevated railway train
and stared absently out of the window.
There was ride of eight miles ahead
of him and he went to composing an
other stanza to an inchoate poem, a
sweet thing TO be entitled I'm Cassock
and Band
Miss Belle Meade, daughter of the
wholesale grocer. got on at the next
station and sat opposite him, riding back
ward Miss Meade had been shopping
and there was beautiful flush on her
soft cheeks. The Rev. Lawson had time
to notice that she was an unusually
pretty girl before she unfelded a news
paper and held it between him and her
face. He saw, too, that her Russia
leather purse with a gold monogram on
its side lay In her lap. Miss Meade was
not exempt from the frailties of her sex.
riding on cars and always got off back
ward. Lawson sighed a little as the
beauty of her face entered his conscious
ness and went on gazing out of the win
dow.
A little further up town two women
got on. They were we'll. but loudly
dressed. Also their voices were loud
One sat by the Rev. Lawson; one sat
by Miss Meade. Their conversation was
nd iTana oy,f Il
one Billy and one Archie" and the
running Of certain horses at the Sleeps
head track and the quality Of wine
served at a noted restaurant and the re-
latiens between a comic opera star and
a well known broker and SO forth. Miss
Meade glanced once at her seat mate
and became more deeply buried In her
paper. Mr.. Lawson lost his rhymes ut
terly and stared out the harder.
Above Fiftieth street the women rose
to leave the car. Miss Meade rose also
The women moved rapidly and We're on
the platform before the girl had taken
six steps. When she took them she
stopped suddenly and turned to the seat
she had left. The train had started on
MY purse is gone!'' she said, looking
at Lawson in half-accusing manner
He sprang to his feet and assisted her
TO look under the seat. There was moth
a brown sack with haring pockets. She
glanced at one Of these pockets and saw
the purse reposing snugly in its depths
Instantly she grasped him by the lapels
and cried aloud:
.sYou nave it. You have it, Villaini''
my--dear-I-ah-" and Law
son was much fiustered. he did not OBJ
ject to the pretty hands ciinging to him,
but the accusation stunned him.
1T is in his pocket. It is in his pock
ct.'' Miss Meade screamed.
A buddy stranger on a rear seat rose
and exctedly knocked his hat off. then
threw powerful arm around his neck.
squeezing the breath out of him A fat
woman across the aisle staggered up
and smote him with a parasoi. Another
woman yelled .'police. police"
.sThese cars are filled with thieves,
said a small man with whiskers. where
upon he struck Lawson in the stomach.
A child, it's fingers smeared with candy,