The daily Alaskan., 1905-10-17
The BunkOing of
 Professor Schenker
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 Professor Schenker occupied the chair of entomology. He had come to America from a German university with q great reputation In his profes- sion. Nevertheless his pupils, who all loved him, declared that all the professor knew was about bugs. He was as simple as a child. When he went out after Insects, which was often, his wife was In dread lest he fall Into a well or get caught by the seat of hls trousers In crossing a fence and perish before being found.
 One day the professor, after many admonitions from Mrs. Professor, went to the city to meet a man with whom he had an engagement The man was apparently a farmer and carried a CarpetOag of the rag va rlety. which he exchanged with the professor for some crisp notes. They were both Germans, and both might have been taken for farmers. Indeed, after the trade, on visiting a beer sa- loon to refresh themselves every one there spotted them for a couple of "hayseeds." As they were about to leave, a man stepped up to the pro lessor and, selzlng his hand, said;
 My dear old friend, how do you do?"
 The professor did not remember him, but the man had no difficulty in convincing the professor just where they had met, and the three went back for more beer. Then the newly found friend introduced a friend, and there was a fine party.
 What y got in your grip, ole man" asked the man who had introduced himself. "Y' seem to feel afraid of los ing it."
 q got a treasure in dat bag" re piled Schenker.
 By this time they had drunk a good deal of beer, and the newly found friends proposed to show the strangers the city in a hack.
 "Y' don't want to take that bag along. It wouldn't be safe. I'll leave 1t for y with the proprietor of this sa- loOn."
 Through several mugs of beer the professor saw hls treasure carried away without the power to protest. Then he was hurried into the hack with the man with whom he had made the trade, and the driver was told to show them the city. Had they imbibed less beer they might have thought 1t strange that neither of their entertainers ac- companied them.
 In a short time the professor not having continued his pOtations, began to be fearful for the safety of his treas ure and ordered the hackman to drive back to the saloon.
 When the two men drove up to the door, seeing a crowd about it, with se7- eraI policemen struggling to break through and go inside, the professor wrung his hands and moaned:
 "AIein treasure. Mein treasure! Dere haf been a fire, and all Is burned up.
 Leaping from the hack, he elbowed hls way into the saloon. All was com motion. From private room came howls, and from the crowd, some of whom were standing on the tables. came cries of "Murderw and Police" Suddenly the door of the private room opened, and the two men who had In terested themselves in the professors carpetsack rushed wildly out, swing Ing their arms tn a vain attempt to fight off a swarm of bees that clustered about their heads. Their panic was communicated to the others, and there was a mad rush for the door.
 When the saloon was cleared, there remained the proprietor, the two bee stung men, the professor and q police man. The farmer who had sold the bees came in and, taking in the situa- ton. hived them. Then came the eX- planatiOn. It did not require many questions to convince the policeman that 1t was a confidence game, In which the misplaced confidence was with the swindlers. He marched them of to the station, taking the professor along for his testimony, a crowd of gamlns following, shouting and jeer- ing the prisoners at the condition Of their swollen heads.
 When Professor Schenker returned home that evening he was met by his wife, who had seriously considered sending out a Host child" alarm. Throwing up her hands, she exclaimed, My dear, where hare you been?
 Then the professor told how he had heard of a rare variety of bees, how he had bargalned for them by core sDondence and taken them from their owner to bring home, rounding out the story with an account of the at- tempted capture of money and the reaping of a harvest of hornets.
 The story was published In an even- ing paper and was soon In possession of the college. The same evening crowd of students came to the pro fessor's house, called him out, and one of their number addressed him:
 we tender you and the land of your adoption congratulations on the noble manner In which you have steered bunko steerers Into the open arms of the law, where they will re- ceive their deserts and be a warning