HIS LUGGAGE VANISHED.
Man From Arkansas Stepped Out to
Get Buttermilk.
"I don't for the life o' me see how anybody could a took 'em," complained a man from Evening Shade, Ark., to Lieutenant Edward F. Burke of police station No. 2.
"You see," he went on, "I put my grip down on a seat at the Union depot and my umbrell' on top of it. Then me and a friend o' mine went across Union avenue for a drink o' buttermilk. When we got back the things wasn't there -- and we hadn't been gone more'n twenty minutes."
The lieutenant thought it best not to blight the fresh unsophistication of the Arkansawyer and so kept his opinion to himself.
