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Show jf PEft BAMPM MJYOH Jgj Macon, Ga., March. 24. HERE I am ,n Macon, Ga., as they call it, and all the time I am here I am wondering why some people make it so tough for a guy who is trying to get out of New York, such as the "Westcott Express company and the New York Transfer company and the Pennsylvania railroad. I Jf 1 know it is going to bo so hard for me to make my away from the big town I will never start, because, the way I figure it, a guy might as well be i in New York as in Macon, Ga,, as they call it, if he ia going to be put to a lot of trouble getting from the one place to the other. ! put in a week packing up things which I think I will need on the trip, J and then on the morning 1 am to start T call up the Westcott Express company and tell some sucker who answers the telephone to have one of his -carts back 1 up to my ioint and get my keister and my goopher. ! He wants to know'what time I am leaving, which, of course, is none of his business, but just to be a good fellow and show him I do not care who knows when 1 am going I tell him I hear the train sta'rts at three hells in the afternoon. after-noon. He savs his company cannot, get my junk down to the depot in time for that train, although I am giving them six hours' leeway, and I ask him what is the use of niv going if I do not have my pink, especially the keister, but he says he does not "know, and the chances arc he doesn't, at that, as he sounds to me lilie some ignorant guy. ' Then I call up the New York Transfer outfit, but I guess all these baggage bag-gage smashers are in-and-in, as the guy who answers the telephone there tells me about the same thing as the other guy. I explain to him that the playing cards and chips and other utensils are in my keister and that I cannot go without it, but he says there is nothing doing, and he does not even offer xo come after it himself. Jt looks as if I am stymied all right, and then I get to thinking that a guy is a sucker to be leaving New York, anyway, as something might come off and he will not be there to see it, so 1 decide T do not want to go and I tell my old lady I guess I will step down to the Jack's A. C, instead of to Macon, Ga., as they call it, and see what is stirring. My Old Lady to the Rescue. Si MY old lady asks me what is the trouble, and I tell her abont these transfer companies trying to keep me from traveling in comfort, and she says , will fix that all right. My old lady says that not for a little thing like tat v am 1 going to stay in town if she has to lug my keister and my goophewtfown to the depot herself. r My old lady steps right out and digs up a guy with a trick horse and wagon, and the guy is an expressman all right, only he is not in-and-in with the big companies. com-panies. He says he will get my junk down to the Pennsylvania station in time tor that train, but after giving his horse the close-up I figure the guy is a liar. I tell my old lady if that horse can even be carried to the Penn station from my joint inside of twenty-four hours I can make an Ingersoll watch, but she insists it can be done. She says she will do the driving herself, if necessary, and maybe she decs for all I know, as the junk gets there inside of a couple of hours, and it does not seem reasonable that the horse can make it unless someone some-one with a heart interest in my going away is sending him along.. The junk gets there, as I sav, but a lot of people around the baggage room of the Penn station will not admit it when I land there with my claim checks. One guy takes the checks and looks on both sides of them, and then he gives me a close'np that makes me nervous. He peeks into a big book on a desk, and has a talk with another guy,' and I figure they are cooking up to call the cops on me. I know down in my" heart that I come hy those checks honestly, all right enough, but I never get over feeling funny when guys put their heads together and start punching the bag and looking in my direction. Finally the guy with my checks goes out ba.ck somewhere and is gone quite a while, and then he returns and looks at mo again very sad, as if I give him a pain, and shakes his head, meaning there is nothing doing on my junk. "Vvell, it looks as if I am stymied again, and I get to thinking what a sucker play it will be to start a jam over a keister and a goopher, and wondering why I ever get it into my head to leave New York, anyway, so I decide I wul not go after all, as I am not looking for trouble with baggage guys. Finally Get the Ducats. JUST as I am turning away, however, another guv comes up and whispers something to the guy with my checks, and he steps over to me and reluctantly reluctant-ly admits that my junk is there, although I can see he is wondering how it gets there, and why. All the time ho is making out other checks for me T can appreciate that lie is pretty doggone doubtful in his own mind as to whether he ought to be doing this for me, and is not at all sure I am entitled to that junk. But finally he gives me the benefit of the doubt and hands me the ducats, and 1 tear into the rain. So here I am in Macon, Ga.. as they call it, but all the time I am here I am worrying about this getting out of New York. I am worrying becar.se supposing some day a guy has to take it on the lam out of there? I mean supposing he is in a big hurry to get away? Supposing ne pulls off something and the coppers are right at his hip and he has only a few minutes to spare? -What, happens to him if he has to monkey around digging up an expressman Jk to cart his junk down to the station and then has to get out a search warraiyV or a writ of replevin to find his junk in the baggage room Maybe the Westcott Express company and the New York Transfer aTthe Pennsylvania railroad never give the proposition a tumble, but it is something for them to think about, all right. Supposing it is one of their own officials who is lamming! Won't he be a sore butcher If he is stymied right at the old train because he cannot get his iunk aboard? You can 'go bet he will be. Unless something i6 done about this thiiifr right awav I am not going to take a chance on leaving Now York again. I'll 'tell the world fair, because the way it is now a guy is put to less trouble stavinc right there than1 in going away. |
