In His Hand All The Time

In His Hand All the Time.

A short time to ago a friend of mine, a manager at some works not far away, had been to the bank for cash to pay wages, the sum being about L230. On getting into the waiting room at the station he sat down and placed his cash bag by his side.

Immediately afterward a gentleman entered and shook hands with him, and they stood talking a few minutes, when the train came in. The gentleman went, and so did my friend, but on getting to the train he thought he had lost his bag and hurried back, only to find it gone. He called the porters and station master, and at last a policeman arrived with the intention of searching the train. He looked at my friend and said, "Is it anything like the one you have in your hand?" when to his amazement he found he had been carrying it the whole time.--Pearson's Weekly.