Poor Pedestrian Tries to Steal Roll of Man Who Gave Him a Ride

Unidentified newspaper, November 17, 1920

Clipping, "Poor Pedestrian Tries to Steal Roll of Man Who Gave Him a Ride," November 17, 1920 (small copy).
Unidentified newspaper, November 17, 1920
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Poor Pedestrian Tries to Steal Roll of Man Who Gave Him a Ride If you were hurrying along Market street, Philadelphia to the ferry in your auto— And if you stopped, gave him a lift to the ferry and kept him in your car on the boat so he wouldn’t have to pay a cent fare— And then if the poor pedestrian tried to pick your pocket— WOULDN’T IT MAKE YOU WANT TO FIGHT! That’s what happened to Gus Mertz, stationer and cigarist, of Ninth and Birch streets, late yesterday afternoon. “I took one big healthy swing at him when I felt his hand in my pocket,” said Mertz, “but he ducked and jumped from the seat. He didn’t get my wallet. I didn’t follow him. I was afraid if I left my auto alone he’d come back and steal it.”

Unidentified newspaper, November 17, 1920

Newspaper clipping headlined "Poor Pedestrian Tries to Steal Roll of Man Who Gave Him a Ride".
Unidentified newspaper, November 17, 1920
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Poor Pedestrian Tries to Steal Roll of Man Who Gave Him a Ride If you were hurrying along Market street, Philadelphia to the ferry in your auto— And if you stopped, gave him a lift to the ferry and kept him in your car on the boat so he wouldn't have to pay a cent fare— And then if the poor pedestrian tried to pick your pocket— WOULDN'T IT MAKE YOU WANT TO FIGHT! That's what happened to Gus Mertz, stationer and cigarist, of Ninth and Birch streets, late yesterday afternoon. "I took one big healthy swing at him when I felt his hand in my pocket," said Mertz, "but he ducked and jumped from the seat. He didn't get my wallet. I didn't follow him. I was afraid if I left my auto alone he'd come back and steal it."

If you were hurrying along Market street, Philadelphia to the ferry in your auto—

And if you stopped, gave him a lift to the ferry and kept him in your car on the boat so he wouldn’t have to pay a cent fare—

And then if the poor pedestrian tried to pick your pocket—

WOULDN’T IT MAKE YOU WANT TO FIGHT!

That’s what happened to Gus Mertz, stationer and cigarist, of Ninth and Birch streets, late yesterday afternoon.

“I took one big healthy swing at him when I felt his hand in my pocket,” said Mertz, “but he ducked and jumped from the seat. He didn’t get my wallet. I didn’t follow him. I was afraid if I left my auto alone he’d come back and steal it.”

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