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

cell and left to himself.
He had kissed her! Glory Of glories!
He had pressed her to his very heart
besides. After all. they couldn't do
anything serious to him. They could not
prove the charge of abduction. He
stretched himself on the cot, smiled,
arranged his legs comfortably, won
dered what she was thinking of at this
moment, and fell asleep. 1t was sign
of a good constitution and a decently
white conscience. And thus they found
him in the morning They touched his
arm, and he awoke with a smile, the
truest indication of mans amiability.
At first he was puzzled as he looked
blinkingly from his jailers to his sur
roundings and then back at his jail
ers. Then it all returned to him, and
! he Laughed. Now the law. as repre-
sented and upheld by petty officers, pos
sesses a dignity that is instantly ruff
fed by the sound of laughter from
prisoner; and Mr.. Robert was roughly
/ told to shut up, and that he'd soon
laugh on the other side of his mouth.
"All right officers, all right; only
make allowances for a man who sees
the funny side of things" Warburton
stood up and shook himself, and picked
up his white hat. They eyed him in
diligently, In the morning light the
young fellow didn't appear to be such
a rascal 1t was plainly evident that
he hal not been drunk the preceding
night; for his eyes were not shot with
red veins nor did his liDs lack their
usual healthy moisture. The officer who
had taken him in charge, being
shrewd and trained observer, noted the
white hands, soft and well-kept He
shook his head.
Look here, me lad you're no groom,
not by several years. Now, what tn
devil was ye up to, anyway"
I'm not saying a word, sir" smiled
Warburton. "All want to know is.
am to have any breakfast? shouldn't
mind some peaches and cream or
grapes to start with, and a small steak
and coffee"
eye wouldn't mind, hey?" mimicked
the officer. What dye think this
place is, tn Metropolitan club? Yell
have yer bacon an coffee, an be glad
t git 1t. They'll feed We in the mess
room. Come along"
Warburton took his time over the
coffee and bacon. He wanted to think
out a reasonable defense without UNI
masking himself. He was thinking !
how he could get word to me, too,
The "duffer" might prove friend in
need
Nov where?" asked Warburton, I
wiping his mouth.
CT tn court. It'll go hard with y,a
if ye're handed over t. tn grand jury
on tn charge of abduction. Ye'd bet
ter make a clean breast of it. I'll speak
a word for yer behavior"
aren't you a little curious?"
tits part of me business, "-gruffly
I'll have my say to the Judge" said
Warburton.
That's yer own affair. Come"
Once outside, Warburton lost color
and a large part of his nonchalance;
for an open patrol stood at the curb.
Have l got to ride in that ?"-dis-
gustedly.
Gas true as life; an if We make any
disturbance, so much tn worse"
Warburton climbed in, his face red
with shame and anger He tied his
around his chin ard
lifted his hat far down over his eyes,
''Fraid of meetin' some Of yer swell
friends. hey? Ten t one, yer swell an
vas runnin' away with tn wrong
Mind. have an eye on ye."
The patrol rumbled over the asphalt
IN the way downtown. Warburton
buried his face in his hands. Several
lines they passed a cigar-store, and
lis mouth watered for a good cigar,
he taste of a clear Havana.
He entered the police-court, not lack
ng in curiosity 1t was his first ex
,erience with this arm of the civil
aw. He wasn't sure that he liked it.
t wasn't an inviting place with its
'are benches and its motley tawdry
hrong. He was pumped into a seat
between some ladies of irregular
labits, and the stale odor of intoxi-
ants, mingling with cheap perfumery,
ook away the edge of his curiosity.
Hello, pretty boy; jag?" asked one
If these faded beauties in an under.
one. She nudged him with her elbow. .
mo sweetheart" he replied, smil-
ng in spite of himself.
"Ah gowan! Been pinching some
mes wad?"
"Nope!"
What are you here for, them" :,
Having a good time without any
'ody's consent. II you will listen, you
VII soon hear all about it." a
SILENCE there, on the bench!"
'awled the clerk, whacking the desk. t
"Say, Marie" whispered the woman I
o her nearest neighbor. Here's boy !,
een selling his masters harness and
.ot pinched." i
But look at the sweet things coming a
n, will you! Amt they swell, thought" |.
Marie, nodding a skinny, Il