Couldn't with all my exertions get the tangle unsnarled, and it was only
eventually accomplished by the Captain of the Police Division, who came
to my assistance, and made every thing all right in about two minutes
and a half.
Was sent to a drinking saloon to take a couple of river thieves--found
the place, arrested two suspicious-looking persons, got them to the
Chief's office after a great deal of trouble, and then discovered that I
had let the right men go, and secured only the bar-tender and one of the
waiters.
Was sent with half a dozen others to capture a notorious
burglar--tracked him to his house--the rest went inside to look for him,
and left me to watch the garden wall to see that he didn't get out that
way.
Saw a man getting over, rushed up to him, asked him who he was--said he
was a stranger in the city, that the wind had blown his hat over the
wall, and, having recovered it, he was just climbing back;
gentlemanly-looking man--believed his story, helped him over, asked if I
shouldn't brush his clothes, said he had an appointment and couldn't
wait; let him go, and he disappeared round the corner just as the rest
of my company came down stairs after an unsuccessful search for the
burglar; asked if I'd seen anybody--told them about it--and Sergeant
informed me that I'd been helping the very man to escape whom they were
trying to take.
Believed him for I now discovered that he had stolen my week's salary
from my pocket, and an "Albert tie" and a false collar from my neck,
while I was helping him over the wall; got reprimanded by the Chief, but
not discharged.
Next day saw a row; knew my duty perfectly well in this instance.
Turned down the nearest street and went into a rum-shop; man followed me
in, and, as I was taking a "brandy-smash," he stepped up and asked me my
name; told him none of his business; asked me again; told him if he
didn't shut up I'd break his mouth.
He went off, and I returned to the field of battle and took into custody
a man with his head cut open, who was lying across the curb-stone; led
him to the Station House, and complained of him for breaking the peace.
Next day was summoned before the Mayor; thought I was going to receive a
public compliment for doing my duty, and perhaps get promoted--have my
salary raised--and presented with a medal.
Had never seen the Mayor; went into the room, and saw, sitting in the
big chair, the man who had asked me the day before what my name was,
whose mouth I had threatened to break, and who I now discovered was
Mayor Wood.
He asked me my name; didn't say anything about breaking his mouth _this_
time; he informed me that the city had no further occasion for my
services; hadn't any thing to say; took off my star, gave up my club,
and left the presence, resolved that if another man asks my name, to
tell him politely,
Q. K. PHILANDER DOESTICKS, P.B.
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