Ceredo advance. [volume] (Ceredo, W. Va.) 1885-1939, 1906-06-06

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say that he couldn't ride a horse
The inventive cells of his usually fer
tile brain lay passive. Now" went
on the officer. mounting his own nag,
''will we go quietly? If we don't III
plug ye in tn leg with a chunk O.
leto. l won't stan NO nonsense"
What are you going to do with
ns?' asked Warburton, with a desper-
! ate effort to collect his energies
! Lock we up; mebbe throw a pail OF
| water on that overheated cocoanut of
! yours"
! But IL you'll only let me explain to
/ you! It's all joke; got the wrong
I carriage"
Marines. marines! D. we think I
was born yestiddy? Ye wanted tn
\ ladies' sparklers, or I'm a doughhead."
/ The police are the same all over the
/ world; the original idea sticks to
them, and truth in voice or presence
Is but sign of deeper cunning and
villainy. Anyhow, ye can't turn around
/ Washington like we do in England, me
cocllney. Ye can't drive nsore'n a hun
dred miles an hour on these pave
ments."
But, tell you" Warburton, real
( izing where his escapade was about
| to lead him, grew desperate. The ig-
nominy OF it! He would be the laugh
! livestock of the town on the morrow.
The papers would TEEN with IT. You'll
find that you are making n great mis-
take. If you will only take me to
| Scott Circle"
Va oil
Ell? Git ahead" and the two made of
toward the west.
Once or twice the officer found him
self admiring the easy seat of his
prisoner; and IL the horse had been
anything but a trained animal. he
would have worried somo regarding the
! ultimate arrival at the third precinct.
Half dozen times Warburton was
| of mind to make bolt for It. but he
did not dare trust the horse or hts
! knowledge OF the streets He had al
ready two counts against him dsor-
| derby conduct and abduction, and he
had no desire to add uselessly, a third,
that of resisting an officer, which
! seems the greatest possible crime
man can commit and escape hanging
| oh. for a mettlesome nag, There
would be no police-station for him.
then. Police-station! Heavens, what
! should he do? His brother, his sister;
their dismay, their shame; not count
ing that he himself would be laughed
at from one end of the continent to
the other What an ass he had made
| of HIMSELF He wondered how much
money it would take to clear himself
and at the same moment recollected
that he hadn't a cent in his clothes.
A sweat of terror moistened his brow.
What are We up to. anyway" asked
the policeman. What kind of booze
have ye been samplin'?"
I've nothing to say
Eye speak clear enough. So much
tn worse. if We amt drunk. Was We
crazy t ride like that? Ye might have
killed tn women an had bill of man
slaughter brought against ye"
Il have nothing to say; 1t is all
mistake. l got the wrong number and
the wrong carriage
9TH devil We did. An where was
We goin' to- drive tn other carriage at
that thunderin' rate? 1t won't wash.
His honorll be stone-deaf when We tell
him that You're drunk or have been"
mot tonight"
We'll, I'd give me night off { know
what We were up to- Don't We know
nothin' about ordinances an laws?
An wouldn't mind havin' We tell me
why We threw yer arms around tn lady
an kissed her. "-shrewdIy.
Warburton started in his saddle He
had forgotten all about that part of
the episode. His blood warmed sud-
denly and his checks burned. He had
kissed her, kissed her soundly. too.
the most radiantly beautiful woman in
the world. Why, come to think of il.
1t was easily worth night I'm Jail
Yes, by George. he had kissed her.
kissed that blooming cheek. and but
for this policeman, would have forgot
ten! Whatever happened to him. she
wouldn't forget in a hurry. He laughed.
The policeman gazed at him i'm panied
surprise.
well, ye seem t take It good and
hearty"
"If you could only see the humor
in 1t, my friend, you'd laugh. too"
"Oh, I would hey? All got Z
say is that yer nerve gifts me. An We
stand pretty good show Of bein
rounded up for more'n 30 days. too
Well. we've had yer joke: mebbe We
have tn price { pay tn fiddler. Turn
here"
The rest Of the ride was in silence
Warburton gazing callously ahead and
the officer watching him with a wary
eye to observe any suggestive move
ment lie couldn't make out this chap
There was something wrong, some
deep-dyed viliainy-of this he hadn't
the slightest doubt IL was them high
toned swells that was the craftiest an
most daring. Handsome is that hand