The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1907-11-22

man, and the LdDOrer. The Pretty
Girl, brand-new suitcase lying close
against the seat at her feet, looked
anxiously out of the window. The
three other passengers looked at her.
At Thirty-sixth street the Pretty
Girl signaled the conductor and hur-
ried out of the car without so much
as backward glance. The Young Man
sat still, but the Laborer sprang to his
feet with a sudden exclamation, his
eyes on the suitcase; then he fell
back awkwardly-the Pretty Girl was
already out of sight Almost at once
picked up the suitcase and signaled
the conductor to pull the bell. He had
not reached the door. however. when
a heavy hand fell on his shoulder.
mo We don't, young Teller" jeered
the Laborer in his ear. Jest We hand
over that ere bag!"
There was instant confusion. The
car stopped and a crowd gathered.
From somewhere two policemen came
running; then one of them, with the
Laborer, the Young Man, and the suit
case, disappeared down a side street,
and the car went on.
The Conductor Reports. Yes, sir, it
was not far from Thirty-sixth street.
A well-dressed young gent and a
workingman got into quarrel over
valise. No. sir; / don't know
who did own the bag. They both seem
ed to claim it, as near as | could make
out. No, sir; we weren't
delayed more than five minutes. The
officer came then, and we got away"
The Romantic Girl Writes Home.
ooh, Molly, such an exciting time as
! had this afternoon on a Broadway
car! You must know, dear, that | sat
opposite the loveliest creature in deep
blue silk with velvet bands, and a hat
TO match with white plumes. There
were two young men in the car, and
they both fell in love with her. One
was handsome and well-dressed; the
other was real shabby, but somehow
! knew, just TO look at him, that he
had a good heart Well, when the
beautiful young lady got off the car
she forgot her suitcase The shabby
young man started up with a sudden
cry, and was just going to run after her
when up jumps the other young man.
catches up the suitcase, and marches
toward the door.
THAT was too much for my shabby
hero. He wasn't going to let him have
the honor of returning it, when he
himself had seen it first. But the we'll
dressed man got red and angry, and
made a dreadful scene. couldn't hear
what they said, for the men all crowd
policeman came and took them both
away.
Wasn't it too bad? | suppose now
some horrid officer will return the
suitcase, and it will all be common
place and prosaic!"
The Laborer Speaks. Sure, an
twas a mighty slick trick-but it
didn't work. l was too quick fur him.
/ saw the pretty young miss leave her
bag, an / started up an was goin' ter
run after her with it; but she slipped
out o. sight so quick / lost my cour-
age, an had bout decided ter hand
it over ter the Comply fur safe
keepin' when UP marches the sporty
chap, grabs the bag as If twas his, an
makes fur the door.
mo yer don't / says, soft-like.
Yer don't come no such easy game
when I'm round! An / grabs him
an holds him, too, till the cop comes.
An then course / go along, 700, ter
make the complaint
Talk about bluffin' Ye oughter
heard that swell run on. Much as ever
as he didn't make even me think that
bag was his, fore we got there. He
said he shouldn't have much difficulty
in provin' property, as he could tell
every thing there was in 1t from the
color of the neckties down ter the
number of bristles there was in the
shoe-brush.
We'll, ter make long story short.
what do ye' s'pose there was In that
bag first thing when they opened 1t?
A whole mess o. white lace an dinky
little pink ribbon bows Course that
settled It. But ye'd oughter seen the
swells face. BY lingo! If he want
blufIin' it out ter the end. He looked
as If you could knock him down with
a feather"
The Young Man Writes. For heav-
ems sake, Jack, come down and get
me out of this scrape, If you can! 1t
seems I'm thief, and that I've stol-
en- a lady's suitcase. In fact, I've been
caught with the goods!
For a long hour I've been cudgel-
ing my brain to untangle the affair,
and / think / have It now. You know
when we boarded the car on Broad
way this afternoon we got seats to-
gether. and put my suitcase along
side of yours-which, by the way, you
said was your sisters. believe. Later
we both rose to give up our seats, and
then you left the car. Just after that
spied Frank Simpson down by the
door. and / went and spoke to him,
quite forgetting my suitcase. When
looked for It later l saw that II was
all right, but that It had got pushed