The Jasper weekly courier. [volume] (Jasper, Ind.) 1858-1922, 1906-08-24

more. She give him tn great bowl
an tn shpoon ag'in an toll him tn
sa-ame as befoor' an he was shtill
an honest ma-an. He KEEP gettin' hun
grier livery day. an fnly. be tn ind
iy tn week. she whit AWAY an lift
him in tn kitchen an ne ate livery
thing in sight. SOS she an til OF
ma.an had 10 90 hungry ill IN mkt
pay day"
she was a fool" asserted Mr.. Bax-
ter. although the story had not inter
ested him particularly in consequence
Of his preoccupation.
Right ye are acquiesced Police
man Flynn. "Whin I is nicissary to
thrust food to E ma-an. We sh'u'd feed
him first. Ye can't ixpict a hum
CRY ma-an fr to shtay hungry whin
they's food undher his nose" Then.
after a pause. he added. thoughtful
~: It's a shtrange thing
What's a strange thing?' asked
Mr.. Baxter.
Il was thinkin' ye niyer hear iv
amy iv me fri'nd ]. Pierpont Nor
CANS confidential la-ads r-runnin' away
with tn cash. an he must ha-ave a
lot iv fellies that handles money fr
him. An I've heard that me other
. fri'nd, Phil Armour. whin he was
Twin had plinty iv min that be
thrusted."
They may have been exceptionally
fortunate" suggested Mr.. Baxter.
"Alebbe It's So" returned Policeman
Flynn. "An'merse they've fed tn la-ads
befoor they give thin tn porridge to
look afther. " c~oorse,' he fastened
to add as his companion tried to in
terrupt him. we ha-ave fr TO watch
out fr tn g%luttons that's niver salts
fed"
Are you trying to defend this DE-
faulter?" demanded Mr.. Baxter. with
sudden dignity. Are you so far for
getting your place and our duty
that"
"Niver a BIT Nv IT," broke in Police
man Flynn. meekly. IT'S not FIR
me to pass judgmint on thin that
vi'lates tn la-aw. only tn idee comes
to newell. niver mind, Fr why
sh'u'd a po-lisman be botherin' with
idees anyhow"
Mr.. Baxter looked at him sharply,
and then turned away Flynn's words
and manner annoyed him, but the Of
Tense committed. II any. was intan-
gible. and nothing 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." a~pologized Po-
llceman 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 IL proved 10 be an unnecessary
p%recaution. 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
tine woman who opened Se door Ire
was on the fugitive's 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.
During the struggle Mr.. Baxter had
stood in the doorway. trembling with
excitement and anxiety lest the man
should escape. Now he cried, exult.
ingly: You've got him. You've got
him. That's the mani"
Now that you have him." said the
woman. bitterly, Il 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