He was a great practical joker, and never lost a chance to get a good one on somebody. A few days ago he stopped a friend on Main Street and said, confidentially:
"I never would have believed it, but I believe it my duty to make it known. Mr. ⸻, the alderman for our ward, has been taking hush money."
"Impossible!" said his friend.
"I tell you, it's true, for I overheard the conversation and actually saw it handed over to him, and he took the money and put it in his pocket."
Then he went on without explaining any further, and the thing got talked around considerably for a day or two.
He forgot all about it until one day he met the alderman and suffered from the encounter to the extent of two black eyes and a coat split up the back.
And then he had to go all round and explain that what he meant was that he had seen the alderman's wife give him a dime to buy some paregoric for the baby.
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Lord Oakhurst's Curse
HorrorBy O. Henry Lord Oakhurst lay dying in the oak chamber in the eastern wing of Oakhurst Castle.
