The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1910-10-13
GOING HIS
BAIL
BY Carl. JENKINS

of the city in his automobile. He
wasn't motoring to see the country,
but to hunt up some information for
the law firm Of Black, Swope &
Champion, to which he had just been
admitted. This information must be
sought for quietly, very quietly.
Miss Nora Haskell was motoring
from her mothers house to the village
of Glen Head, and driving her own
car. Her chauffeur sat beside her, but
he was not considered in the matter
of operating the car. At a certain
point she overlook another auto. It
was that of Mr.. Champion, who was
sleuthing along as quietly as possible
and raising as little dust as he could.
Miss Haskell wanted to show off a
little. She was in no great hurry, but
she wanted to show the man ahead
that he was a slow coach for the road.
He gave her DON to pass.
But as her auto ame up, he let out
another speed notch. He was eau,
toned to slip along quietly, and here
he was, racing along at break-neck
speed. He even wanted to shout. He
wanted to swing his cap.
The two machines raced side by
side for so rods, and then Mr.. Cramp
ton pulled ahead. Miss Haskell tried
it twice more and failed each time.
She. was not queen of that turnpike.
The chauffeur started to say some,
thing, but she silenced him with a
look, and was getting ready for a
fourth trial when a country constable
stepped into the highway ahead.
"The squire is waitin' for just sech
folks as you'll" he said as he climbed
into Mr.. Champions auto, and beck
oned for the other to follow.
The justice was In his office, half a
mile ahead. 1t was his solemn day,
He looked at the culprits over his
spectacles and said:
"Sixty miles an hour, and suppose
you'd have met a load Of hay! Sup
pose an innocent child had been cross
Ing the road! Suppose a o%ne-legged
man had been going along with his
eyes on the ground!"
But, your honor, the road was
clear. and the pace was not Sky miles
an hour" protested the young lawyer,
Young man sit down. This is a
serious case, and not to be decided In
a minute. l adjourn it for three days,
and hold o both in bail in the sum
Of n hundred dollars each"
q" haven't $100 with me-" STAN,
mered the lawyer as he went back ia
the young lady. Can you telephone
to any of your friends to get bail for
youreelf?"
She took two diamond rings from
her fingers and advanced to the desk,
laid them down and said:
Il will go bail for both. The rings
are worth double the amount"
The three days passed and the cul,
prits were IN hand for the trial.
1t was plain that the justice was
prejudiced In the case, at least so fa1
as Mr.. Champion was concerned. He
got the speed up to eighty miles an
hour, and the constable swore that be
heard w%hooping and yelling and that
II a milkman had come along he'd
have been smashed to a powder. He
had probably dared the young lady ia
race with him and she accepted the
dare. She was fined ten dollars as a
great moral lesson, but Mr.. CHAMPION
was fined fifty.
The fines were paid and the culprits
were about to depart when the consta,
BILE stepped up to the lawyer and
said:.
Warrant here for you, sir! II
won't do any good to cut up rusty, fol-
I'm a powerful man."
"A warrant for me? For what?"
For bigamy. You are wanted in
nnecticut for having four wives!"
Nora looked at Mr.. Champion for an
explanation.
TITS some silly, ~nonsensical mis-,
take" he said, after reading the war,
rant.
Nora and her mother had been as,
sisted into the auto. The mother
hung on to the daughter, but the lat
ter pulled away and got down and
said to the Justice:
Il own real estate in my own name,
and | want to go bail for Mr.. Cramp
ton"
Mr.. Champion protested, and the
mother called out, and the constable
leered, but the bond was made out and
signed. On the way home the mother
wept as she said:
Mora Haskell. have you gone
crazy? You overtake a villain on the
road, have a race with him and then
go his BALL"
"Why-why, perhaps just want ia
race with him again and beat him. and
l can't do that If they send him I'd
prison!" laughed the girl.
Inside of two days the constable
was shaking in his shoes, and the sol
emn justice was saying that anyone
ought to have known that a member
of the law firm Of Black, Swope &
Champion had eve been in Connects
cut and married four wives. The man
wanted was probably some bald-head
in New Jersey.
And then old Mr.. Black, who han
pened to know the widow Haskell
personally, came down and had a tall
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