The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1906-04-27

/ 1natn be rather serious. Vel
have to appear against him In tn
mornin'. ma'am"
Il certainly shall do So" She
promptly gave her name, address AND
telephone number.
Bill, you drive tn ladies home an
Ill see this buckle to tn station. Here
you!'-to Warburton, who was still
dumb with establishment at the extra
ordinary denouement to his innocent
joke. Cit on that horse, an lively,
or. or III rap We with tn club"
tits all mistake, officer"
"Close yer face and git on that
horse. Y can tell tn judge all that
in tn mornin'. + amt got no time t.
listen. Bill, report just as soon as We
see tn ladies home. Now, off with
y. TIL ladies'H be wanting somethin'
t quiet their nerves. Git on that horse,
me frisky groom; hustlel" Warburton
mechanically climbed into the saddle
1t never occurred to him to parley, to
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 ye don't I'll
plug We in tn leg with a chunk o.
lead. I won't stan no nonsense"
What are you going to do with
me?" asked Warburton, with desper-
ate effort to collect his energies.
Lock We up; mebbe throw a pail of
water on that overheated cocoanut of
yours"
But if you'll only let me explain to
you! It's all joke; l got the wrong
carriage"
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 a sign of deeper cunning and
Anyhow, We can't turn around
Washington like We do in England, me
cockney Ye can't drive more'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
ing-stock of the town on the morrow.
The papers would TEEN with it. You'll
find that you are making a great mis-
take. If you will only take me to-
Scott Circle"
Where we have q pal with a gun,
Ell? Git ahead" and the two made off
toward the west.
Once or twice the officer found him
self admiring the easy seat of his
prisoner; and if the horse had been |
anything but trained animal, he |
would have worried some regarding the |
Ultimate arrival at the third precinct |
Half a dozen times Warburton was
If mind to make bolt for it, but he |
lid not dare trust the horse or his
of the streets. He had al
'eady two counts against him, disor- I
lerly conduct and abduction, and he !
hat of resisting an officer, which
seems the greatest possible crime a
nan can commit and escape hanging
III, for a mettlesome nag! There
would be no police-station for him,
hen. Police-station! Heavens, what
hould he do? His brother, his sister;
heir dismay, their shame; not count
ng that he himself would be laughed
It from one end of the continent to
he other What an ass he had made
f himself! He wondered how much
money it would tale to clear himself
nd at the same moment recollected
hat he hadn't a cent in his clothes
i sweat of terror moistened his brow
what are We up to, anyway" asked
he policeman. What kind of booze
ave we been samplin'?"
1--WE nothing to say
aye speak clear enough. So much
b. worse, if We amt drunk. Was We
razy t ride like that? Ye might have
illed tn women an had bill of man
laughter brought against ye."
Il have nothing to say; 1t is all a
Mistake. 1 got the wrong number and
he wrong carriage"
9TH devil We did. An where was
e goin to- drive tn other carriage at
hat thunderin rate? 1t won't wash
lis honor1l be stone-deaf when We tell
i'm that You're drunk or have been"
mot tonight"
"Well, I'd give me night off t. know
hat We were up to. Dol't We know
ohm about ordinances an laws?
n l wouldn't mind havin' We tell me
Thy We threw yer arms around tn lady
n kissed .'-shrewdly.
Warburton started in his saddle He
ad forgotten AL about that part of
he episode His blood warmed sud-
emily and bis cheeks burned. He had
Used her, kissed her soundly, too,
ne most radiantly beautiful woman in
he world Why, come to think of it,
was easily worth night in Jail.
es, by George, he had kissed her, |
Used that blooming cheek, and but
hi hax |