Jasper Republican, Volume 1, Number 52, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 10 September 1875 — A Ludicrous Mistake. [ARTICLE]

A Ludicrous Mistake.

About two months ago a young lawyer of this city and his newly-acquired wife were returning from a visit to the bay. Wearied a trifle with constant billing and cooing, the young husband made some feeble eacuse or other and slipped off to the smoking-car to burn a cigar and think with a sigh of the departed bachelor days wb«n he could spit out of the window over his boot-toes, with none to say, “ Oh, please, Steve, dear, don’t.” The bride, with rather an injured expression, was sitting in her palace-car musing on the waning ardor of her Stephen, when she suddenly discovered that she was the center of attraction to the whole oar, Two rough-looking men

were standing in the aisle gazing at her closely, and then referring to a paper which one held hi his hand. Before the astonished and indignant lady could collect her thoughts one of the men took the vacant seat beside her and, with a knowing wink, observed: “A good get-up, Nancy, but it won’t do. You’re copped dead to rights this time, honey.” “Sir!” gasped the frightened lady, shrinking back into the farthest corner. “By the big stick,” said the man, admiringly, “ Nancy, you’d Ought to a gone on the stage. ' I never see anything better done. But It won’t do. You’ve got to come back with us, Nance, an’ you stand a mighty good chance of goin’ over the bay for five at Shortest.” “ Sir, what do you mean?” demanded Mrs. —r-, thoroughly alarmed, and starting to. her feet. “ Will no gentleman protect me from the insults of this fellow?” Half a dozen gentleman sprang forward nt this appeal. ~ “Gentlemen,” said the man, “just’tend ip your own business and I’ll ’tend to mine. I’ve been hunting this bird for two months and more, an’ I’ve got her at last. She puts on a good deal of style, but if you’ve ever heard of Nance Brown, one of the ’cutest thieves on the coast, here she is. I’d have taken her quietly, but if she wants to make a row it’s her own business. I’m Detective -, ; and here’s my warrant.” “ Oh, this is intolerable,’’criedthe poor lady, bursting into tears of indignation and shame. “Gentlemen, my husband, Mr. ,is on the train. Go find him, ’ for Heaven’s sake!” There presently appeared about the wildest-looking lawyer outside of Stockton. The detectives grinned at the vehe ment explanations of the husband, and the other pfficer warned him tq be quiet or he would arrest him for interfering. Fortunately there were several Virginians on the train, and they at once identified the lawyer as a respectable citizen, though’, the marriage being recent, they had not known the lady. The .detectives were profuse tin their apologies and goto»t;ofthe car ip doublequick order, looking more sheepish than any thief-takers have a right to look, and swearing that it was the strongest resem : blance they had ever seen.— Viginia City (Nev.) Evening Chronicle.