News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1912-12-04

why, you"
But I'm not a passenger" Mr..
Baumann urged, with a confidential
smile, i've been going through the
train myself"
Much obliged! Hand over!" And
rude hand rummaged his pockets.
1t was a heart-rending sight.
"Oi oil" he walled, don't you allow
no courtesies to the profession?" And
when the memorable thief continued
to pluck his money, his watch, his
scarf-pin, he grew wroth indeed. stop,
stop, / refuse to pay. I'll go into bank
ruptcy foist." But still the larceny
continued; fingers even lifted three
cigars from his pockets, two for him
self and a good one for a customer.
This loss was grievous, but his wild
est protest was: "Oh, here, my frient,
you don't want my business carts"
Keep. 'em" growled the thief, and
then, glancing up, he saw on the ten
der inwards of Mr.. Baumann's up
held palms two huge glisteners, which
their owner had turned that way in a
misguided effort to concealthe stones.
The robber reached up for them.
Take 'em. You're welcomed" said
Mr.. Baumann, with rare presence OF
mind. "Those Nevada nearlies looks
almost like real"
Keep EN-" said the robber, as he
passed on, and Mr.. Baumann almost
swooned with joy, for, as he whis-
m Iatnr.
They're really real!"
Now the eye-chain rolled the other
way, for Little Jimmie Wellington was
putting with rage. The other robber,
having massaged him thoroughly, but
without success, for his pocketbook,
protruding from his left shoe, and
made Jimmie perform the almost in
credible feat of standing on one foot,
while he unshod him and took out
the hidden wealth.
There goes our honeymoon, Lu-
cretia," he moaned. But she whis-
pered proudly: Never mind, I have
my rings to pawn"
ooh, you have, have you? Well, I'll
be your little uncle" the kneeling rob-
Der laughed, as he overheard, and he
continued his outrageous search till
he found them, knotted in handker-
chief, under her hat
She protested you wouldn't leave
me in Reno without a diamond, would
you?"
Il wouldn't, eh?" he grunted. do
you think I'm in this business for my
health?"
And he snatched off two earrings
she had forgotten to remove Fortu-
nately, they were affixed to her lobes
with fasteners.
Mrs. Jimmie was thoroughbred
enough not to vince. She simply COM
mented: You brutes are almost as
bad as the customs officers at New
YcSk"
And now another touch of light re-
lieyed the gloom Kathleen was next
in line, and she had been forcing her
lips into their most attractive smile,
and keeping her eyes winsomely mel
low, for the robbers benefit. Marjorie
could not see the smile; she could
only see that Kathleen was next. She
whispered to Mallory:
They'll get the bracelet! They'll
get the bracelet"
And Mallory could have danced with
glee. But Kathleen leaned coquet-
tishly toward the masked stranger,
and threw all her art into her tone
as she murmured:
'I'm sure you're too brave to take
my things. I've always admired men
with the courage of Claude Duval."
The robber was taken tritle aback,
but he growled: 81 don't know the par
ty you speak of-but cough up!"
Listen to her." Marjorie whispered
in horror; she's flirting with the
train-robber."
what won't some women tiirt
with" Mallory exclaimed.
The robber studied Kathleen a lit
tie more attentiVely, as he whipped
off her necklace and her rings. She
looked good to him, and so willing,
that he muttered: Say, lady, if you'll
give me kiss, I'll give you that dia'
mond ring you got on"
''All right" laughed Kathleen, with
triumphant compliance.
MY God!" Mallory groaned, what
won't some women do for diamond"
The robber bent close, and was just
raising his mask to collect his ran
som, when his confederate glanced his
way, and knowing his susceptible ma
ture, foresaw his intention, and shout
ed: "Stop it, Jake. You tend strictly
to business, or I'll blow your nose
Off"
"Oh, all right" grumbled the reluc-
tant gallant, as he drew the ring from
her finger. Sorry, miss, but l can't
make the trade" and he added with
an unwonted gentleness: You can
turn round now"
Kathleen was glad to hide the blush
es of defeat, but Marjorie was still
more bitterly disappointed. She wits:
pered to Mallory: He didn't get the
bracelet, after ALL"