The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1903-11-06

- WASH Z fOok1n&s Sa1Q Mr. IHcnp-
kins. I'm fact I was sort of expecting
to be held up and I was ready"
You were little bit too ready, COM
mented Mr.. Hooter. You can thank
/ your lucky stars that you didn't kill any
body or get killed yourself"
The two men, without saying good
night, walked away, and Mr.. ThonrEils
rubbed the lump on his head raised by
| the doctors cane and had a mind to go
home, but finally decided 20 carry out
| his appointed mission of Staying foot
pads. So he kept en-.
Two blocks away and weakened in
dividual was seen standing under lamp
post.
''Ah, there is one of the outcasts of
great city, thought Mr.. Thompkins.
| He hasn't even ten cents to buy bed in
a lodging house. But I'll not encourage
mendicancy. Drink or gam bling has
brought him to this and will reproye
him as he deserves and perhaps point a
wholesome moral
MY lad" said Mr.. Thompkins, you
should not be abroad at this time Of
night, frightening unoffending citizcns.
Why are you not at homer
Il hain't a skeerin' anybody" said the
wanderer, beginning to whimper. MY
little brudder he's sick an can't get him
home"
Where is the child?" inquired Mr.
| Thompkins.
He's up dat alley" said the wanderer
81 will go and look at him Immediate
ly. Lead the way" Mr. Thompkins and
his guide walked up a dark alley unit
they were some SO feet from the street
Then Mr.. Thompkins suddenly realized
that the cold muZzle of a revolver was
pressed firmly against his cheek.
Put up your hans" commanded the
wanderer. Mr.. Thompkins obeyed with
wonderful CELEBRITY.
"Now, den, you ole fool,'' said the wan
derer, keep 'em up while helps myself
Mr.. Thompkins shook like an aspen lea,
and piteously begged the wanderer tc
remove the pistol, but the revolver wa,
kept pressed against his cheek while the
wanderer, with wonderful dexterity
took Mr.. Thompkins' watch, pocketbook
gold glasses, revolvers and everything
else. Then he made the trembling
Thompkins take off his coat, vest anG
hat, and hand them over.
Now, gimme yer shoes"
Mr.. Thompkins hurriedly sat down and
pulled off his shoes.
Now sit dere, an don you move fer an
hour" commanded the footpad as he
backed away.
The footpad had reached the end of the
i alley and stood in the light Of the street
lamp, looking up the alley for moment
Then something swatted him over the
head and he went down. He dropped his
pistol, and it was grabbed up and put
against his head. Then Mr. Thompkins
heard the voice of his wife bidding him
come and help tie the footpad up and to
go for the police while she stood guard.
Mr.. Thompkins hurriedly obeyed, and
the robber was soon nicely trussed up.
II think he ought to be hung right
here" said Mr.. Thompkins, who had sud-
denly grown brave. I'VE caught him, all
right"
Where are your shoes?" asked Mrs
Thompkins, coldly.
why, why, he has them, my dear"
"And your coat, and vest, and re-
yolvers, and the other things"
why, pet, he-he took them away
from me-"
What? That child? That little
child?"
"He had gun" ventured Mr.. Thomp-
kins.
But you had two. Mr.. Thompkins,
get your property and we will go home
and leave this footpad to get loose or
stay here until morning"
But shan't we even call the police, {"
asked Mr.. Thompkins
Eyes, Mr.. Thompkins, call the police.
This will make fine story for the pa
Ipers."
Mr.. Thompkins meekly gathered his
valuables together and sneaked home
behind his wife.
He has gone out of the footpad Staying
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