The Grinder Papers — page 54: what you’re looking at

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THE GRINDER PAPERS. 49 ‘Were you aware ‘twas a prison wagon,” says he. “Hey?” says I. ‘‘Is this a prison ?” ‘It’s the Tombs,” says he. All of a sudden I remembered the name. ‘“Them’s people that have been took up?” says I. “Ves, ” says he. ‘“‘ And anybody seein’ me get out thought Z was took up too?” says I. “Certainly,” says he. ‘‘ You have yourself to thank for it.” And I swan to man the wretch called mea confounded old fool, sure as my name is Charity Grinder. | ‘«She ain't fit to go at large,” says he, and he walked me out to the street and give me over to another policeman, and he put me into the right stage at last. So I got home to Sary’s. The Cuban gentleman they have picked out for Florabella was there to dine, and I told him all about it. He said ‘twas outrageous, and Sary said before I'd done getting into scrapes, I’d mortify her to death. She orter hev more sympathy with me, but this time she has reason to be mad, and:the minute I’ve done this I'll set down and write to the papers that ‘‘Whoever saw a re- spectable lady get out of the ‘ Black Maria’ stage at the Tombs prison, are hereby informed she got in by mistake, and for fur- ther perticklers call on Miss Charity Grinder, at her Cousin Sary’s, No. — 25th street.” After that there can't be no misunderstanding, and Sary will feel more comfortable. @é GComicboo cS €oO