Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1904-10-13
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why, hello. iwhen'd you come in?"
Just got here" said the sergeant.
g Mus, cum in the back door, didn'
ye?"
Eyes. Where did you come from?
me? S-say. I've been robbed.
Somebody's got hunerd n lightweight
dollars shirteen cents Of my money
I've ben robbed, tell We, I've been
robbed"
s'Who robbed you?" asked the ser.
geant?
"Huh?"
Who was 1t got your money!"
Just then his knees got out of plumb
and he ducked forward and shut up
like jackknife, but after few min
utes' struggle he climbed up against
the wall and turned around, facing the
sergeant. As soon as he saw the Off
Ger, he broke, out with:
Hello, yer back agin. Went out
fer few minutes, didn' ye."
No, I've been here all the time"
"s-s-say, didn' l tell ye I'd been
robbed? Didn' inform We that some
body had stole thirteen dollars an
hunerd Lightweight shents O. my
money"
Yes, know, but where did they get
it." asked the sergeant.
Cit it? Git it. Whered they git
1t? Why out of my pocket, of course.
Did We ,spose wus carryin' it aroun'
on pole?"
mo, but where was you when you
woke up?"
Where wus wen woke up? Les
see? Lemme think
Alright go ahead and think" said
the sergeant
He tried to take his hat off, and the
effort threw him off balance, so that,
he had to repeat the performance Of
climbing up by the aid of the wall.
When he got turned around SO that he
faced the desk againhe saw the officer
was still sitting in the chair. With
vexed look on his face, he said:
Went out agin, didn' ye / wish
you'd stay here long enough fer me
to tell We I've been robbed"
We'll, you've told me that a dozen
times. Where was you when you
come to-"
well, it pears to me that was over
by the street car track at the fur end
of the bridge. But-but I dom give
cuss fer the money! got more money
but the OIL woman II jes nag the life
outen me fer this. No, dom keer
nothin' about the money but the OIL
woman II jes give me fits. That oil
woman II jes' never let up on this
never let up-'ll jes hear this 'slong
'slive-mornin', noon an night. II jes
git it fer brekfus, dinner n supper an
plum till git to Sleep
Just at this juncture Policeman
| Black stepped in the door. and byi,
stander hurriedly told the tman.afraid.
of-his-wife" that here was the very
man who could help out of his trouble.
He looked at the massive form of Mr..
Black, and commanded:
"Cumhere."
What's gone wrong with you?aS
asked the policeman. II
| why, We see. I've been robbed, bull
can't git that Teller there in the cheer
at the table, to stay in one place long
enuff to heer what want to tell himl
He keeps goin' out"
Well" said Bill, "go ahead; I'll lis
ten to you.'
'Ye see, its ies this way, dom keer
fer the money, but | jes can't go home
an face the OF woman an have her
chew this over an over fer the balance
Of my material born days. jes' aint
a goin' home at all. What'll | do?"
The policeman drew himself up,
looked down at the victim, and roared
in voice that made the pictures of
the crooks on the wall SILVER:
"You a republican or democrat:'
Here was where he momentarily for.
got the anticipated reception at the
home fireside. He looked as If he
could spell it. Here was a question
he could answer. He took his hat
off like he was going to wave 1t
around his head, when he started on
a high dive for the floor. Black
reached out and Strengthened him up
against the wall, and as he got his
} bearings again, he caught sight of
Grammer, and yelled:
II fooled we that time; We didn' cit
out, did ye?"
Then he turned to Black, and said:
, "You jes bet, I'm dimmycrat."
: How do know you are?" asked
Bill.
} He looked puzzled for a moment
} and then throwing his hat on the floor,
} he looked at Black, and told him:
IF yer dimmycrat, We can use my
) hat fer spittoon."
: You're a democrat, alright" said
Bill. 6. +. q.