River Falls journal. [volume] (River Falls, Pierce County, Wis.) 1872-2019, 1906-08-23
They Went to the Floor Together.

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They Went to the Floor Together.
cry ma-an FIR to shtay hungry whin
they's food undher his nose" Then,
after a pause, he added, thoughtful
ly: "'Tis shtrange thing!"
whats a strange thing" asked
| Mr.. Baxter.
81 was thinkin' ye niver hear iv
amy Nv me frind J. Pierpont Nor
gan's confidential la-ads r-runnin' away
with tn cash, an he must ha-ave
lot iv fellies that handles money FIR
him. An I've hear-rd that me other
fri'nd, Phil Armour, whin he was
Twin had plinty iv min that he
thrusted."
'They may have been exceptionally
fortunate" suggested Mr.. Baxter
"Mebbe it's So" returned Policeman
Flynn. AN mebbe they've fed tn la-ads
befoor they give thin tn porridge to
look afther. w coorse," he FASTENED
to add as. his companion tried to in
terrupt him, Eye ha-ave FIR to wa-atch
out FIR tn gluttons that's niver salts
fed"
"Are you trying to defend this de-
faulter?" demanded Mr.. Baxter, with
sudden dignity. care you so far for
getting your place and your duty
that"
"Niver bit iv it," broke in Police
man Flynn, meekly. "'Tis not FIR
me to pass judgmint on thin that
vi'lates tn la-aw, only tn idee comes
to newell, niyer mind! FIR why
sh'u'd a po-lisman be botherin' with
idees anyhow"
Mr.. Baxter looked at him sharply,
and then turned way. Flynn's words
and manner annoyed him, but the Of
Tense committed, if any, was intan-
gible. and pothing was to be gained
by engaging in a dispute. So he
looked at the buildings they were
passing and kept silent until Flynn
nervously tangled the handouts again,
when he again protested irritably.
"Tis onintintional," apologized Po-
liceman Flynn. There do be times
whin r-reach FIR thin sort iv nat'ral-
like
The fugitive was found in the lit
tie fiat he had occupied with his wife
and child, but the arrest was not
made without trouble. The policeman
on the beat was stationed at the rear
entrance to prevent escape that way,
but it proved to be an unnecessary
precaution. The man saw them the
moment the door was opened and
made a rush for the rear; but Flynn
was too quick for him. Brushing past
the woman who opened the door he
was on the fugitives back before the
| latter had taken half a dozen steps.
They went to the floor together, while
the woman screamed and then began
to pommel and scratch Flynn. In a
trice, however, he had the handouts
on his prisoner, and as they rose the
woman retreated a little, although her
eyes still flashed defiance and anger.
J During the struggle Mr.. Baxter had
stood in the doorway, trembling with
excitement and anxiety lest the man
should escape. Nov he cried, exult-
ingly: you've got him! You've got
him! That's the mani"
Nov that you nave him." said the
woman. bitterly, 81 suppose you will
take me, too"
"She interfered with you," suggest
ed Mr.. Baxter, who felt that both his
feelings and the majesty of the law
had been ruthlessly trampled upon.
Look at your face"
Policeman Flynn drew his hand
across his face, which was badly
scratched, and then wiped the blood
away with his handkerchief. Ignor-
ing the employer, he turned to the
wife of the former employe, and
asked: err why sh'u'd I artist We?
FIR because We thried FIR to help ye-er
ma-an? I'm sorry FIR We and I'm
pr-roud iv ye."
She looked surprised; then, as
Flynn turned to leave with his prison
er, she began to weep. He looked at
her, at the modestly furnished fat, at
the man who had caused the arrest.
shook his head solemnly and marched
his man down stairs.
ssI'll not ride back with you" an
nounced Mr.. Baxter when the street
was reached.
"'Tis betther So" said Policeman
Flynn in tone that made the other
flush. although it gave no chance for
protest.
The ride was made in silence I'M
til the station was almost reached.
Then the prisoner remarked: "Some
men would have taken my wife along. .
''Mebbe So" admitted Policeman
Flynn, "but, We see. c'u'dn't help
thinkin' what w'u'd happen to tn
la-ad that come TO Barney Flynn's