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. on the Italian. on really hurt. When he tried to get up he sank pack | upon his head. 4 ‘*No speeka English vera good,’’ went ‘“‘No reada anyting, me| want to know way; that all!’’ ‘“Don’t believe a darn cried Hatgood. with the feller that called me deacon here a piece.’’ The crowd began to laugh, and the) policeman was half inclined to take the) matter as a good joke, but he could not) do so because he saw that the Italian was| again with a groan and placed his hands'| ‘*Vera Italian. Meantime the crowd was getting and blocking the way. bad! vera bad!’’ groaned the! ‘We'll have to settle this at the sta-| tion,’’ said the policeman, shortly. ‘*Here you!”’ ing ex pre mediately. ood. added the policeman to Hate ‘“What, me! me up adh “Goin? tew put | me in the lockup ?’’ to the sergeant. ” ‘“Thunderation !’’ The farmer was too astonished to say | anything more, He looked wildly around as if he would poe ‘opened the like to make a break for liberty, but he} his way through the crowd, and so he re- mained quiet. ‘cee to the Station ae surg > on was on hand | -**He isn’t seriously coeds ” the surgeon | d, after a few minttes, , “he'll be able oreater | torted Hatgood. With this, he waved his hand at a pass- ss wgon; the driver stopped im- | ‘*You’re under arrest, understand, ’” | Yeou’re goin’ tew take from the station. | who sini sechinms that the farmer had come e you tell your story must have seen that he ree sat force | The policeman and one or two by | st nders lifted the injured Italian into the | | and 5 the time ‘the ated came | to. Wall Street, ordered a policeman _ NEW NICK CARTER WE: to get about after a half hour’s rest, but ihe had a very severe blow and a danger- «| ous one. word of it!’?| ‘*He’s probably partners ack harder it ‘Tf it had struck an inch might have killed him.”’ ‘*Dew tell!’ exclaimed the farmer. The policeman had explained the mat- ter as he understcood it, to the sergeant, who saw vy that there had been a misunder- 9, but as he had to make a record lof ese" matter he asked Hatgood for his ame, address, business, etc. Hatgood told him fully and explained how he had come to hit the Italian be- ‘cause of his suspicion that the fellow was ‘acting as partner to the bunco steerer who ‘had addressed him. ‘*Vou’ll have to be very careful here,’’ iremarked the sergeant. ‘‘It won’t do to be too free with your fists 1n this town.’’ ‘“T didn’t hit him with my fists!’’ re- ‘‘What did you hit him with then ?”’ ‘*My bag.”’ ‘‘What have you got in it?"’ ‘“’'That’s tellin’.’’ Hatgodd picked up his bag and started ‘Hold on, there!’’ cried the sergeant, [to town on some green goods business. “Open that bag!”’ ‘I don’t believe yeou’ve got no right | tew make me dew that!’’ ‘Yes, I have; let’s see what you've got | there. ’’ The farmer mumbled, but at last bag and the astonished ser- 'geant saw about a peck of stones. They looked as if they had been broken from a ledge with a hammer. ‘“What the mischief are you going -to do with them ?’’ asked the sergeant. SE Sie yeh sauna: 3 i at cpr the farmer CHAPTER IT, “PRIM GETS A CASE. The sergeant allowed the farmer to go, nd after askin ig some further questions of |him, and learning that he wanted to get to y to the elevated train.