Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1906-08-22

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They Went to the Floor Together.
cry ma-an f'r to shtay hungry whin
they's food urdher his nose." Then,
after pause, lie added, thoughtful
ly: "'Tis satrange thing!"
whats a str..nge thing?" asked
Mr.. Baxter.
II was thinkia' We niver hear iv
amy iv me fri'nd j. Pierpont Nor
gan's confidintial la-ads r-runnin' away
with tn cash, an he must ha-ave a
lot Nv fellies thst handles money f'r
him. An I've 1ear-rd that me other
fri'nd, Phil Armour, whin he was
Twin had plintJ iv min that he
thrusted."
"They may haze been exceptionally
fortunate" suggested Mr.. Baxter.
"Mebbe it's ao,' returned Policeman
Flynn. AN mebbs they've fed tn la-ads
befoor they give thin tn porridge to
look afther. " coorse," he fastened
to add as his companion tried to in
terrupt him, "ye ha-ave ,f'r to watch
out FIR tn gluttoas 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 p!ate and your duty
that
"Niver bit " it," broke in Police
man Flynn, meekly. otis not IF
me to pass judgmint on thin that
vi'lates tn la-aw, only tn idee comes
to Newell, niver mind! FIR 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. if any, was intan-
gible, and nothing was to be gained
by engaging in q 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.
otis onintintional," apologized Po-
liceman Flynn. There do be times
whin 1 r-reach f'r 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 rush for the rear; but Flynn
was too quick for him. Brushing past
the woman who opened the door he
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 little, although he1
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"
Nov that you have him." said the
woman, bitterly, II suppose you will
take me, too"
"She interfcrcd with you," suggest
ed Mr.. Baxter, who felt that both hi.
feelings and the majesty of the Law
had bee:4 ruthlessly trampled upon
! Look at your face"
Policeman Flynn drew his hant
! across his face, which was badly
scratched, and then wiped the bloot
away with his handkerchief. 1gnor
ing the employer, he turned to tn,
wife of the former employee, ant
asked: "F'r why sh'u'd I artist We.
FIR because We thried f'r to help ye-el
ma-an? I'm sorry f'r ye and I'm
proud Nv ye." So
She = looked surprised; then; a.
Flynn turned to leave with his prison
er, she began to weep. He looked a.
her; at the <modestly furnished fiat, a
the man who had caused the arrest
shook his head solemnly and marched
his man down stairs. '*}
'I'll not ride back with you," an
nounced Mr.. Baxter when the stree
was reached. =. =;
"'Tis betther so,'' said Policeman
Flynn in q tone that made the othe1
flush, although it gave no chance fol
protest. ...>...; -. n
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The ride was made in silence, .un
til the station was almost reached
Then the prisoner remarked: s. Som,
men would have taken my wife along
Mebbe 81" admitted policeman
!, Flynn, "but, re see, ! GU dn't hell
thinkin' THAT W'u'd happen to 81 ;th
! la;ad Il 4 that come to- Barney Flynn