Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1905-09-20

/ Il hadn't the least suspicion of
him." said the landlord, until he
called for his case Of diamonds, when
it suddenly dawned upon me that this
was the very man you had told me
about"
AS on the previous occasions, the
CRATER counted out the money, wrote
his name on the envelope. and said:
Landlord, just place this in the
safe, will your"
Instead of doing so, the landlord
said: You claim there is a thousand
dollars here, do your
You saw me count it." replied the
CRATER.
so l did," answered the landlord.
but l didn't count it myself, so I'll
just open it up and count it."
So saying. he cut open the envelope
with his knife, but with a single bound
the young man bolted through the
door.
The last seen of him he was cutting
down the railroad like a racehorse,
minus baggage, but with his cash and
diamonds intact
| No.
On trip from Cleveland to Chicago
few years ago the porter of the
sleeping car undertook to play me for
little graft, which was both unique
and amusing in it's manipulation.
. When nearing Chicago in the morn
ing he came to my section, brushed
my overcoat carefully, and gave the
clothes l was wearing slight brush
| he hoI
him the only 50-cent piece had
The instant l did SO l observed that
he half turned his back to me as he
stepped nearer the window and began
carefully scrutinizing the silver piece,
and that very instant it flashed
through my mind that the colored
gentleman was planning to graft me-
After taking a careful look at the
money, and having had just about
time enough to shift the coin l gave
him for any old thing he might have
about him, he said:
Say, mistah! l guess you done gone
and made mistake and gin me a sill
yer piece with plug in it, besides. it's
very badly won and batte'ed, too.''
rs that SOP" l answered (knowing
very well that 1 had given him an al
most new silver piece. Lets see."
said l. and, as he handed it to me,
Cant you use it?''
No, sah;" he quickly answered, 81
don't want that kind of money"
DO you want me to keep it?" 1
asked.
Yes; I'd rather you would keep it.
sab"
Very WE'LL said 1, 81 can use it."
and dropped it into my pocket.
He stood there anxiously watching
and waiting for me to give him an
other 50-cent piece, and at last dis
covering that I apparently had no in
tention of replacing it, he said:
"Is you all gwine to give me nothah
half dollar mistah?'
Certainly not" l answered. els
there any reason why l should give
you new half dollar, just because
you were foolish enough to give me an
old one? Why, of course not. You
said that you could not use it, and
think l can"
We'll. then-well. then''-he STAN
mered-'I reckon I'll take it back"
Well" l replied, 81 reckon you
won't take it back There is no Indian
about me; when l give thing away,
or receive thing from anyone, never
give back. nor take back"
But" said he, you took back the
SO cents you gave me-
Indeed, did mott" answered
'The one 1 gave you you have in your
| &c
| different one entirely At any rate"
went on, Il think l shall turn in this
plugged so cent piece to the sleeping
car company when l report this little
| episode to them"
The poor darkey became excited and
turned almost white. and was so beside
himself with his apologies and excuses
that he forgot every other passenger
on the car.
| AS l was leaving the car on our ar
rival in Chicago. he brushed up against
me, and stammered: "Sa-sa-say mis-
tab please don't say nofin' bout dis
yer 'greement tween you and me, fer
l got wife and fou' little chilluns to
sport, and l CANT ford to lose ma
I job
On returning home l told this little
experience to my employees in the Of
flee. Our colored porter rolled his
chalky eyes about and, with broad
| grin, said:
"Mistah Johnston, you got that fell
| lab all right suah huff; l nevah heard
bout de plugged silver piece racket
befoh, but fellah what used to room
| with toll me bout a mighty good hold
UP scheme he used to wo'k, almos' like
dat, when he was Pullman po'tah."
well, Gene" 1 said, "go ahead and
| explain it to u.s.
He did so, and the graft was this.
| The porter bad die struck, exactly
| the size of a 50-cent piece, upon which