National Affairs: Hick Flatfoot

The streets of Dover, N. J., were wet with rain one afternoon last week. An expensive coupe rolled up the main street, parked impudently in a bus stop. A woman got out, went into a drug store. The man who was driving saw rain-caped Policeman Charles E. Ripley come over to him, but did not notice the concealed interest with which the officer observed his license plateĀ—V-2880. "Don't you know you're parking in a bus stop?" Policeman Ripley began pleasantly. Then, before the driver had time to reach the two revolvers in his pockets,...

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