Elizabeth daily monitor. [volume] (Elizabeth, N.J.) 1868-1880, 1873-11-29

son, yesterday mace an arrest WHICH
serves to be chronicled as among the
most daring ON record.
Notwithstanding his great wealth,
John continues to serve the city as u
policeman, receiving therefor the NUM-
ticent compensation of two dollars and
seventy five cents per day,-besides the
usual pickings-made and provided in
such cases where drunken man, with a
pocket full OF money is arrested and
locked up or in other words, when he
has money, and is not locked up. Well,
yesterday John was on his old tramping
ground on First street. He was but
toned up in immense brass buttons, and
in his right hand he swung one OF the
ponderous clubs which the city presents
to the gentlemen on the force.
John was fatigued with kicking the
dogs, geese and goats off the sidewalk,
so he naturally turned is attention to
other objects. Dire tly afterwards,
while in pensive mood, and while won.
dering what he could do to please his
master, he saw walking along on the
opposite side of the street, what he at
first supposed to be woman. As she
walked rather awkwardly, John made
up his mind to keep on her trail !; the
woman in crossing the street, elevated
her dress, and John caught q glimpse OF
| what he could at that moment have
sworn was pantaloon leg. His heart
almost spraLg out of his month on
max ng this discovery-he was salts
fl ed that Sharkey was before him if SO
lie would effect the capture of the muir
derer, and by so doing secure unto him
self renown equal to any police officer
in America or the Second ward.
John felt for his revolver--it was in
its place. He adjusted the leather cord
around his right wrist, by which means
his club would be ready for action, then
he fastened after the mysterious per-
sonage, who was speedily overtaken.
He stepped up and placing himself di-
rectly in her path, said
My good woman, you are my prison
er. You cannot escape me.
Woman-S i.r-rr
Officer-Yeese needn't s-i.r.r.rr at
me. I know ye, and ye've got to
come along.
Woman lin great alright What do
you mean sir. Where must go =?
Officer-None of your blatherin to
me. Yell go to the tombs where ye
belong-ye bloody spalpeen.
And suiting the action to the word,
the vigilant officer seized the poor crea-
ture, and hustled her along First street
to the station house, into which she
was thrust with the ceremony usual with
our officers in such cases. The prisoner
seated herself ON the filthy bunk, and
gave way to her grief--the guardian of
the peace meanwhile doubly barring the
cell door--the grating of which sound :
ed harshly on the ears of the occupant.
John was satisfied. He had -captured
Sharkey, and what credit the world
would give him. Perhaps, too, the po-
lice committee would present him with a
purse, las they do to faithful officers in
New York sometimes and maybe he
would be promoted to keep the stove
red-hot at police headquarters, and to
get job like that was the height of his
ambition.
Well, John rushed out to the corner.
He looked up and down the street-not
knowing exactly how to proceed. Direct
ly he observes one Of the councilmen
passing along. All he would divulge
the secret to him-then his fortune
would surely be made, for the police
will do anything for their fayorite alder
man. Well, the city father was notified
and the city father nearly tainted, but
he called for glass OF hale" which
being disposed off, they started for the
lookup. The doors were opened, and
in another minute the alderman was
peeping timidly between the bars. He
attempted to make an examination but
to this the prisoner very naturally OBJ
iected, so John went out after doctor,
who could "soon tell all about it." No
physician could be found, and the officer
and alderman were still in as great fix
as ever.
But fortune always favors the brave,
and the dame did so in this case, for it
sent along no less parsonage than Mr..
Jim Higgins, health Inspector, and
senator of the First ward. Jim was ov-
enjoyed to hear of Sharkey's arrest, and
glad that his friend Darcy had been
enabled to seize the felon. He looked
at the prisoner carefully, but he could
tell nothing about her unless he was
allowed to enter the cell, and this he did
without fear or trepidation. The poor,
frightened prisoner arose from the
bunk, and begged to be released, The
Senator assured her that no harm was
intended-that if she was not Sharkey