The Hartford herald. [volume] (Hartford, Ky.) 1875-1926, 1912-08-28
: MIXED" HIM,
THEN THE COWS
Confiding Planter Met
Broadway Farmer,
AND ALSO HIS QUIET NEPHEW
Went Out TO Roam the City
Matched Coins for Little
Passtime.
SOON HIS s1O5 HAD VANISHED

Up from the South last Thursday
morn came Benjamin b. Bonknight,
who, though but twenty-one, is
cotton planter in Johnston, S. c.
No previous excursion from home
had ever brought him to this wick
ed city, but its subtle dangers threw
no fear into the heart of Benjamin
for. nailed to the inner seam of the
right trouser leg he had S45 in cash
and three $50 checks on the Edge
field Bank Of South Carolina, of
which his father is president.
In the afternoon he ambled up
, Broadway, a highway that had been
in his dreams many times. He was
nearing the next important bit of
scenery, Forty-second street, when
haberdashery display commanded
his attention. To the same window
came another young man, name Ar
thur Burton, aged twenty-siy, occu-
| patton bookkegper, and habitat No.
! 1O9 West One Hundred and Tenth
street.
From what is alleged it appears
that Burton observed, as he gaZed
in rapture upon striped necktie,
that he was a stranger to these here
parts and that the village in its size
and splendor was most impressive.
Countering, Benjamin remarked
that he, too. did not know his New
York. whereat the other may have
laughed inwardly, yet saying out
wardly
Let us then, my friend, roam
these. our virgin fields, together
They selected the best local We
hicle for roaming, the subway, and
in it they wandered to Bronx Park
where they looked upon the sazelle.
the goat and the elephant, the lat
ter animal being one that to Burton
MAS most unique creature, one
that he had often heard of but had
never seen. And trusting Benja-
min heard and believed.
They parted, to meet again at
p. m. They met and it was their
plan to visit Coney Island. But
they did not go, for Burton, so Ben
iamin relates, counseled a post
ponement OF the trip until mid
night, and advised further inspec-
ton of Broadway in the interven-
ing hours.
It came to pass that near the
scene of the original meeting Bur-
toms eye fell upon his Uncle 81,
from Miller's Corners, n. II. Uncle
ST was chasing the flies off Broad
way. His whiskers were long and
rather white and his slim form was
mantled in a linen duster. His
makeup was such that he shouldn't
have been able to sell a blind man
a basket of sour apples. Yet Ben
iamin trusted him, partly because
Uncle 81 produced what seemed to
be a roll Of regular money, remark
ing that he was out for a fairly
good time.
Five drinks elapse. Somebody
not on Benjamin's side suggested
matching for money. They started
with pennies, says Benjamin, pro-
crossed to dollars and then to
500 bets, in the course of which
the young Southerner was cleaned
of cash checks. There was talk of
giving the money back to Benja-
min, but it never became too Sc
rious.
The trio went to a roof garden. |
The interest of Uncle 81 and his
nephew languished very quickly,
particularly that Of the uncle, who
had to milk the cows at six o'clock
the next morning. Uncle and neph-
ew soon vanished.
Benjamin, who is now living at
No. 1855 East Thirty-seventh street,
had planned to go to the home of
friends in Sheffield, Mass, but he
gave up the idea. Long contempla-
ton induced the belief that all was
ret so very well, and he poured out
some conversation at the West
Forty-seventh street police station.
Detective Marion set out for
Burton and his uncle. He landed
the former in front of the Hotel
Metropole Wednesday night and,
Yesterday morning, in Yorkville
Court, Burton was held in $1,000
bail on a charge of grand larceny.
He had nothing to say.-tNew
York World.