Persons who ard liable to impulses of promiscuous usefulness, might do worse than meditate over the following story, which shows how the best intentions may bring down serious annoyance on the head of a perfectly innocent person, One Sunday an honest. suburban dweller_was waiting for a train at the Gare clu Nord. In front of a closed booking-office window saw a sui He considered it his duty 0 take it to the lost property office, snd he acted. upon this worthy impulse, had hardly picked up the article when a policeman pounced upon him, denounced him as "caught int the act" and marched him off to the police station where, in spite of his protests and even tears, he was locked up for the night. Next day he succeeded in communicating with his employer, who came to the station and vouched for his respectability, He also produced, proof that on a previous occasion he had rexened stray property a the very same railway—station, The officer in charge, however, would not release him without a confrontes tion with the policeman who arrested. him, and it so happened that. this functionary was taking a couple of, days off and could not be found. Inquiries and counter-inquiries were. made in various quarters, reports were drawn up, and, finally, on lay evening, after being locked up for five nights and five days, the honest citizen wae released, commissary congratulating' him con having established his innocence, The reports of the ease omit mention whether his wife wag satisfied with his explanation of, his long absence,
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