Richmond daily palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1905-1906, 1906-01-27
VII.
A l. | AFFAIR.

"Oficers, arrest this fellowi" COM
handed the young Her ges-
ture was Didoesque in It's wrath.
THAT we will, ma'am!" cried one
of the policemen. hinging himself from
his horse. 80 it's you, me gay buck?
Thirty DAYS fer you. an mebbe more.
didn't like yer looks from tn start.
You're working some kind of a trick.
What complaint. ma'am?"
Drunkenness and abduction, rub
bling che burning spot on her cheek.
'Thatll be rather serious. Yell
have to appear against him in tn
mornin'. ma'am.'
81 certainly shall do so" She
promptly gave her name, address and
telephone number.
"Bill, you drive tn adde's home an
I'll see this buckle to tn station. Here.
you!"--to Warburton, who was still
dumb with establishment at the extra,
ordinary d~enouement to his innocent
joke. "Git on that horse. an lively,
or, or I'll rap We with tn club"
"It's all a mistake, officer"
"Close yer face and git on that
horse. " a tell tn judge all that
In tn mornin'. I amt got no time t.
listen. Bill. report just as soon as we
see tn ladies home. Now, off with
y. TIL ladiesIl be wanting somethin'
T. quiet their nerves Git on that horse,
me frisky groom: hustle!" Warburton
mechanically climbed into the saddle.
II 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 We 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 W%arburton, with a desper-
ate effort to collect his energies.
Lock we up; mebbe throw a pail of
water on that o~verheated of
yours"
But IL you'll only lot me explain to
you! It's all a joke, ! got the wrong
carriage"
Marines. marines! d We think |
was born yestiddy? Ye wanted TIL
luutto Spdi ~ [, vi u III a dou6hhtdus
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
villainy. 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. I tell you" Warburton. real
izing where his escapade was abou'
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 1t. you'll
find that you are making a great mis-
take. IL you will only take me to-
Scott Circle"
Where We have a pal with a gun
Ell? Git ahead" and the two made of
toward the west.
Once or twice the officer found him
self admiring the easy seat of hi
prisoner: and il the horse had beer
anything but a trained animal. h,
would have worried some regarding til
ultimate arrival at the third precinct
Half n dozen times Warburton wa
of a mind TO make a bolt for it. but h
did not dare trust the horse or hi
knowledge of the streets. He had al
ready two counts against him, disor
derby conduct and abduction. and h
had no desire to add uselessly, a thirt
that of resisting an officer. whic'
seems the greatest possible crime
man can commit and escape hanging
Oh, for a mettlesome nag! Their
would be no police-station for hin
then. Police-station! Heavens, wha
should he do? His brother. his sister
their dismay, their shame; not count
ing that he himself would be laughe
ut from one end Of the continent I
the other. What an ass he had mad
OF himself! He wondered how niue
money 1t would take to clear himsel
and At the same moment recollecte