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One night in the busy season of overwork before the Christmas holidays, she started to walk the ten blocks to her little home, for car-fare was a tax beyond her purse, and losing her weary footing, she fell heavily to the ground. By the aid of a kindly policeman she was able to reach home, in great suffering, only to faint when she finally reached her room.

Even the policeman now felt pity for her grief, and to turn her attention from the remarks of the passers by, he said to her, "Your teacher has reported you for being absent from school six days without leave. Is it your mother's fault? for in that case you are free, and I must arrest her."

Indeed, so unbelievable was the news that an energetic policeman arrested a small newsboy who shouted his "Extra All about the failure of Jay Cooke." If Jay Cooke and Company fell, the sky might fall. People rushed to withdraw their funds from the banks. Fisk and Hatch opened their doors for fifteen minutes and received calls for $1,500,000. They closed at once.

"We shall never speak to anyone except those who will receive our report, of what we have heard and seen in this room." "Won't you search further?" asked Maxine. "Since you seemed to expect something else " "You would not have had time to conceal more than one thing, Mademoiselle," said the policeman, with a smile that was faintly grim. "Besides, this case was what you did not wish us to find.

"We'll see," he said; and the guilty valet remembered some fine lawn-fronted shirts a certain gold-headed cane an opera-glass, which he had forgotten to bring down, and of which he had assumed the use along with certain articles of his master's clothes, which the old dandy neither wore nor asked for. Policeman X entered; followed by the scared Mrs.

Perhaps my visible amusement, or the spectacle of a brother policeman just then going past with a couple of "drunk and disorderlies," recalled his official responsibilities and duties.

Ye've cracked his head, you dirty cur." Two men were holding the horse's head and other policemen were making their way to the side of their fellow-officer. Evidently something serious had happened. "What's the trouble?" Hugh called out to the officer. "You'll find out soon enough," answered the policeman. "Don't butt in don't butt in!" "Here, here, now!" exclaimed Mr. Ridgeway.

"You know me," he said, "and very like a common constable lies far beneath your views, as well he may; but there it is: I love you, to the soles of my feet, and if, by a miracle of wonder, you was to think I could win you, I'd slave to do so for evermore, my dinky dear." "'Tis no odds you're a policeman," she said. "You've got to be something.

Westminster Bridge is ahead of you then, and through it you flash, and in a moment the round-faced clock tower cranes up to peer at you again and New Scotland Yard squares at you, a fat beef-eater of a policeman disguised miraculously as a Bastille.

Did you see no one whom you knew?" "No one; but at a corner some distance from here, I could not say what corner, I noticed a policeman sitting on a barrel in front of a grocery, smoking. He was a short, fat man, and his legs hardly reached to the pavement. I remember him the more particularly, because I stopped and lighted a cigar at his pipe.