under our rule as they should.

Meanwhile there had gradually been reaching me "through the proper
channels," as everything does on the Zone even to our ice-water,
the various coupon-books and the like indispensable to Zone life
and the proper pursuit of plain-clothes duty. Distressing as are
statistics the full comprehension of what might follow requires
the enumeration of the odds and ends I was soon carrying about
with me.

A brass-check; police badge; I. C. C. hotel coupon-book;
Commissary coupon-book; "120-Trip Ticket" (a booklet containing
blank passes between any stations on the P. R. R., to be filled
out by holder) Mileage book (purchased by employees at half rates
of 2 1/2 cents a mile for use when traveling on personal business)
"24-Trip Ticket" (a free courtesy pass to all "gold" employees
allowing one monthly round trip excursion over any portion of the
line) Freight-train pass for the P. R. R.; Dirt-train and
locomotive pass for the Pacific division; ditto for the Central
division; likewise for the Atlantic division; (in short about
everything on wheels was free to the "gum-shoe" except the "yellow
car") Passes admitting to docks and steamers at either end of the
Zone; note-book; pencil or pen; report cards and envelopes (one of
which the plain-clothes man must fill out and forward to
headquarters "via train-guard" wherever night may overtake him--
"the gum-shoe's day's work," as the idle uniformed man facetiously
dubs it).

Furthermore the man out of uniform is popularly supposed never to
venture forth among the populace without: