New-York tribune., 1901-06-02

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Indian will bring 'em along in broad daylight
and under very noses. just as he's done
il many a time before. People seeing him would
think he was crossing as best he could without
a boat to save the ferTyman's quarter. PosSen
Will load UP his last journey into town 50 that
he can get unloaded before the patrols come in.
They generally stop at Doolan's-to ask the
exact time, All being wen, think the seizure
viii be made on Main-st at about / O'Clock. TIL
then. I'll go and have a chat with the duty SER
Seants. il you'n allow me- SIR
Thank You. superintendent Here's to the
health of IL Company. one and all, But if ali
whlskey was as good as this, l would take my
dlscharSe before lifted a finger To block the
SmugglerS,''
What precisely Sergeant Keenan, was doing
with a Washtub two hours later when the SUI
perntendent was in town and killing time with
the assistance of Miss Birdie Mckay is 4 matter
with which We are not concerned just at present
At 4:.n o'clock. however. Sergeant Keenan, and
three constables rushed like a scarlet whirwind
down Maln-st., surrounding a crawling water
cart. and arrested the driver in the Queens
name. The top of the cart was wrenched off be-
fore crowd Of the leading citizens of Bow
bridge. and no less than eleven small kegs dis
covered bobbng up and down in the water by
law the smuggler's outfit. Well the SNUG
gled goods, was forfeited so that Possen's water
cart-Mlth PosSen himself sitting on its tail in
pair of silyery handouts and brownish study
We're forthwith driven uD 10 the barracks.
Great were the rejoicngs when the seizure
entered the square. and every body within bugle
call was paraded To see those lawIess kegs
so!emny hroached and emptied the spot set
apart for ali such sacrifices The soil of that
spot looked brown and thirsty: did the men
who watched the deed.
Emulation is the milestone Of wits" saith
the proverh. No doubt. the example Of the SER
Seant'S subtle Use Gf cirCumStantial evidence
put the superintendent on his mettle that day;
for between sunset and moonrise he too. made
an interesting discovery. The ceremony of
aching the kegs over at - O'Clock but
two hours later. when the busle call of stable"
ran out through the starlit dusk there was not
to superintend the feeding OF thirty horses Ihe
superintendent. who drtcsted orderly room busl-
ness. said nothing much. but thought good
deal and after supper he took his walking
stick and went out on a little tour Of inspcc-
tion. carefully avoiding the windows of the
recreation room. Finally he arrived at the
sacrOsanct spot where the whskey had been
spilled and began Jabbng his stick in the brown.
grassless earth Presently il went through
thin crust Of soil and struck something metal
lie. Examining the place with lighted match. he
formatiun-a species Of fault 1t might be
called. washtub had been sunk there; the
top Of the tub was an iron grating, over the
grating thin layer Of earth. The tub was
empty.
out of the tall. Illuminated windows Of the
Rec" streamed the full chorus Of a jocund song
from Battleford:
He saddled himself a cayuss
An began to flourish around:
Nnen the hummer began To buck.
An Tipped him off on To the ground.
He picked himself up with a cuss,
An belched forth feeble An,
The bloomin' old country's fraud.
And want to go home To my ma "
"Ma-a-ai Ma-a-a, l want to so home
to my ma yelled the Bowbridge boys. their
tenor and barytone voices helping out Sergeant
Keenan's ponderous bass. Now. if ! say any
thing about this find said the superintendent
10 himself. ''therell have to be the deuce Of a
rumpus, and the town Will be sure to hear all
about it, Perhaps Ia better say nothing this
time but next time it happens I'll get even with
that sheep man from the Saskatchewan. By the
way. he seems to be singing Of his shep-
herds songs-cOndemn the fellows cuteness,-
at this very moment and might we'll step
in and watch him for a while" which he did
forthwith. and heartily welcomed. for this
''old man" loved bis boys and his boys We're
rather fond Of him
Three days later. when yet another lot Of CON
fiscated Whiskey, the contents OF 4 cache mile
upstream from PGssens watering place was
brought up 10 barracks II be wasted, the su-
perinIendent casually remarked To Sergeant
Keenan, and the rest: Wen take this lot a
new place. and give the grass a chance IL grow
in the old spot Keenan, SWore he winked as
he said il. If 50. nobody else noticed the wink.
But that evening the herd" received its proper
share Of attention, and NOBODY was heard sing
ing '-TenderfOot,' 1t only ran To My Bonnie
on that occasion. About half the butter made
west of the Great Lakes is churned To that tune,
but il is not regarded really first rate drink
ing song.