The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1905-01-19
Arrested for Lettering.
visited His Boyhood Home and Lost
Roll in Poker Game.
Cincinnati Enquirer

Cincinnati Enquirer
Your honor" said William Hacket
| in the police court yesterday morning.
after he had pleaded not guilty 10 the
charge Of lettering, II was only try
ing 10 do what other honest men
! nave succeeded in doing when / was
hecked by these massive detectOrs /
am SIMPLY trying to work my way
back-tO Philadelphia, to avoid the
disgrace of touching the wire and hav-
/ ing friends forward me some mazuma
10 lltt me out of the hole. have a
good job in the sleepy old town on
the Delaware. where ! landed fresh
ana Verdant from dear old BargeviIIe
Dearborn county, Indiana. BargeViIle
looks as # II was shot into the land
scape. 1t has an orange-colored de-
pot, passionate town pump, a bar
Der snop quartette and an assessor.
Humble as il is, tender assOcia-
lions cling to it as thickly as candi-
dates TO South American presiden-
tlaI chair Judge. every man who has
been born. reared and bunked in the
languorous country has felt the sud
dea and painful sting OF the Old-home
bug This insect ouZZeS around in your
bonnet so industriously that you hear
nothing but the cackle Of the Buff
Cochin hens, see nothing but the sheep
Sanbollng over the greensward, and
smell nothing but the new-nov-u hav
PROBABLY it was the gasoline that
ihey shove "a you over the Quaker
city mahOgnaies, but il set the bus, to
gong As a result, with my jeans
lined with yellow money, 1 tricks to
BarEeVi!le. 1t was raining TO beat the
band when l was dumped at the or
dnge-coloTed depot. Mine was The last
train mat night. and, of course there
was a crowd Of taxpayers down at the
depot 10 see that the mail sack was
taken OIL / stepped off the platform
and landed in BargeVille mud l turned
10 a stranger and asked:
Am ] in BaTgeVilIe2'
Yes he replied, with "A grin. L reckon
We are in Bargeville up to your hips.
Bargeville looked squatty and some
thruG like plugged quarter and a lead
nickel l believed J would be the main
Mafiffa-that the George Clues with the
oyerhanglng domes OF thought, would
prance up 70 me and give me the cordial
mitt and "A lot OF hot air about their be-
inS glad 70 sec me, hoping I would do
something for my soldier uncle etc
Things didn't shape up like expected
Willie Whistler. who i'm the old DAYS
used 10 recite "Sheridan's Ride with such
feeling that many predictions were made
that he would land in the legislatures
landed in the stir instead Jerry O'Con-
nor who when young was pinched for
stealing, became county clerk And these
instances only go 10 show that early
dreams are of the hasheesh variety. No
one wept upon my brosdcloth. Everybody
hOOted at my CraVenette. Overcoat and
they had me down for porch-clirnber
Then came the blow-card- A number
OF the village cut-ups, all of whom played
the mandolin and wore hand-painted
necktes. invited me TO sit in a poker
game thought il was up to me to get
even with Bargeville. as L was deft with
the paste-bOards. The thin guy dealt me
four aces without batting an eye. and
handed himself straight flush
plunged and got the coat sleeve across
the windpipe-
1 tired TO borrow enough money to GET
out OF my old boyhood home. but the best
! got was the cold-torage giggle liked
out in the dead o. night and now I'm
plnched for loiterinS- It ought to have
been Tor burglary Many thanks Judge
for letting me off"