The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1903-07-21
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dogs and the talk at police headquarters
consequently is much of the time very dog
gy. Patrolman Dunn was yesterday relat-
ing an experience which he said would have
been a good joke if it had happened to
some other bluecoat than himself Accord
ing to his story, he was canvassing Lexing-
ton avenue when he was approached by
an inquisitive youngster in the person of
red-cheeked girl of probably seven years.
Where are you going, Mr.. Policeman" she
asked, and Dunn, with his usual willingness
to chat with the children on his beat, told
! her that he was looking for dogs on which
there had been no licenses taken out. "Why,
we have two dogs at our house and they
haven't got no tags on Them" said the
child with all the innocence of any girl of
tender years. What" said Patrolman
Dunn. I'VE will investigate your case right
now, little one. Where do you live? Take
me to your house and show me the dogs"
So the little girl piloted the big policeman
seven or eight blocks to her home. where
they met the mother of the child on the
porch. She became very much agitated, fear
full lest her daughter had got into some kind
of trouble. Madam, i have come TO see
your dogs. l understand you have two fine
animals on which no license has been paid,
and, of course, you know, we patrolmen
must do our duty and take the dogs unless
property tagged in the near future said
Dunn. The mother of the little girl threw
up her hands and declared that she had
never owned dog in her life and had no
intention of ever owning one let alone two
of the bruteS. do you mean to tell me
that you do not own two dogs?" asked the
patrolman:. who by that time was begin
| ming to believe he was being deceived.
"Oh yes, L forgot, now that you speak of
it. 1 remember we have two dogs and L
| really don't believe they have ever been
will bring them out so that you can see
| Them" and with that the lady of the house
disappeared but presently came forth car
rying two of the finest little poodles, one
| under each arm, the patrolman had ever
seen. When she put them down on the
porch floor they scampered around like
| couple; of kittens until they had run down.
wound them up for the officer Of the law
and let them run again. They were tin
dogs and run by springs" said the dis
guested patrolman in telling the story at
the police station, but for moment had
notion to make the woman pay license
| on them anyway" With that he turned and
walked out of the roll-cal room amid the
laughter of his fellow-policemen, who
seemed to relish the joke much more than
the teller of the tale.
This is the story of summer day, pref
ty milliner and railroad wreck. A bashful
Indianapolis man also figures in the narra-
tive. 1t happened about a week ago at
the picturesque little railway station owned
by the Big Four at Wabash. The Indian
apolis man his way to northern
lake for an outing and had seat in the
parlor The pretty milliner got the
train at Alexandria. The passengers, and
among them the Indianapolis man, noticed
that handsome, athletic looking young
fellow put her on the train and gave her an
affectionate embrace at parting. Some of
| the passengers decided that he held her in
| his arms little too long for mere rela-
| tive-brother for instance-and the Indian
| apois man concluded he was her husband.
| The train made its way northward along
| the hot, dusty track. The pretty milliner set
| tied herself in a chair and prepared for a
| long ride. Her stylish headgear swung from
| a hook above her chair. A fashionable sum-
mer ulster hung from another hook She
| spread newspapers and magazines and bon
| bons on the chair in front of her. She wasn't
| naughty, but she didn't see the rest of the
passengers.
The Indianapolis man sat just behind her
and found himself now and then wondering
| who she was. Once he wished she would
ask him to raise a window. Half the men
| in the car cherished the same wish. But she
| had pair of white, shapely hands that
| were strong enough to raise windows with
| out assistance. There wasn't a man In the
car who would not have given up his news
| papers or hrs magazine willingly to her, and
lit finally became exasperating-the fact
that she did not ask someone to do some
thing for her. The Indianapolis man took
particular pains to rustic his newspaper in
| the hope that she would notice that it was
| a particular journal that she desired to
read. But he might have been a hundred
miles away, for she was apparently I'M
aware of his presence.
| When the train reached Wabash the men
| in the car hoped she would express desire
| for a sandwich or something of that sort,
| but she did not. However, there was good
said that its an i'll wind that blows no.
body good" In making a change of engines
| at Wabash the air-brake on one of the loco
motives failed to work and the engine
| bumped the train while running at smart
| rate of speed. Many OF the passengers were
| unseated and some were slightly injured.
Luckily for the Indianapolis man the cars
were bumped just at the moment he arose
| from his chair with the intention of stepping
! out to the platform. In attempting to step
| into the aisle he placed his hand the
| suit of the violent jar he was knocked from
| his feet, and in falling tumbled into the
| lap of the pretty milliner. "Oh. / beg your
/ pardon" he mumbled, as he hastily gath
| cred himself together out of the young
| womans lap.
mo. / beg yours" said the girl II had
| no business TO De mere IN your way.
| But I'm glad you WERE" declared the
| man, blushing violently. Five minutes later
they were pacing the platform together,
! waiting for the train to start.
Ordinarily said the girl Il don't believe
| in flirtations on railway trains, but l really
don't believe I could help making your ac-
quaintance under the circumstances:
I'm sure your husband, who bade you
so fond farewell this morning, won't OBJ
ject,'' said the man..
oh" said the girl, why, that wasn't
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| We're awfully fond of each other"
oh is that it?'' he exclaimed, with a
| sense of elation that he couldn't for the life
| of him keep down. Later in the day the
| man left the train. There's two things I'm
glad Of" he said, as he gathered up his be-
| longings. II wonder what?" she inquired
| giving him a side glance. We'll, I'm glad
| we got into a railroad wreck and l can't
help feeling a little bit of satisfaction that
the young man is your brother.
"Well. really" she replied, II had not
thought of it in that way
THAT was rather singular incident the
way you met the milliner,' said the girl In
the boat that evening the indianapolis
man told her of the Wabash shake-up
"And that just reminds me-. she continued
"of how i had to turn down an awfully
good looking man while coming up here or
the train the other day. Don't you know
believe / could write a book Of instructions
for those men who feel it is their duty &c
,,,ala the acuuaiutanca of avery coad -looLx.