Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1876-06-15
Daisy Deane.
New ORLEANS.

New Orleans.
Daisy Deane sat on one of the low
benches i'm the front row. Her pretty
face was rather flushed, and her bold,
black eyes bad lost some of their bright
ness. for Daisy Deane had been drunk
the night before, and had been locked
up. One of her friends however,
had secured her release for the night,
under promise that she would come to
court and answer, and in keeping with
her promise she had come. Daisy
Deane was one of the fallen. and was
one of the widest; but it was the first
time she had been called upon to make
promise of the kind or to answer, for
Daisy Deane was noted rs IA new one"
She sat in the front row. strangely
subdued. and she looked upon the pro-
ceedingS of the Court in liStleSS way,
and was apparently unconscious of the
admiring gaze of the clerks and the adj
miring g,ances of the Judge.
The ''drunks'' and disturbances
were trotted out and trOtted in again.
and still Daisy Deane looked on and
seemed to see nothing; until, at last an
old woman was led out-a woman with
gray hair, wrinkled face and hands,
and shabby but neatly patched clothes.
She advanced in dazed way, and trem-
bled as she stood before the Judge.
Daisy Deane looked on her in the alb
sent manner she had looked on all the
others. but she started. her face flushed
and she leaned forward and gaZed on
the old woman with painful intensity;
then she sank back. dropped her eyes
and lowered her veil, but her face was
still turned to the trembling form.
The old woman had been arrested as
a vagrant.
The officer said he bad watched her.
She had a habit of coming back of town
at all hours of the day ard night; he
had seen her when on day duty and
when he was on night duty, and she
had habit of looking into the win
dOwS of some of those houses back of
town i'm a strange, searching way.
When he asked her: "What are you
up to, and what do you do for living?"
she gave no satisfactory answer, and he
had taken her in as being on ''the vag."
The formal question was put by the
court: "What have you to say" And
all she had to say was-and she said it
in quivering voice-''I was looking
for my daughter. sir"
This was no answer under the law
an Fie court, having in the one ques-
ton complied with the formalities, ask
ed no mG,a, but passed the sentence,
Ten dollars or twenty days"
An officer took charge of the old wo-
man and started for the dock, when
Daisy Deane arose. ''Stop, officer, "
she said, and advanced to the clerk s
desk. laid down SO bill. and, point
ing to the old woman, said, For her"
The clerk nodded to the officer, and as
Daisy Deane resumed her seat the old
woman murmured, ''God bless you, my
dear, God bless YOU" and then went
out.
After while Daisy Deane was call
ed, and she came to the bar. In obedi-
ence to orders she gently raised her
veil, and turned to the court pale,
tear-Stained face, and the clerks whis-
pered, There is something the matter
with her."
The formal question. what ave
you to say" was put, but she made no
answer and the court passed sentence,
Ten dollars, or ten days.
The clerk held out his hand for the
fine, but she turned quietly away, low
cred her veil again and walked To the
dock. and when the gate was opened
went in. The clerks, the judge, and
everybody was aStOnished.
She was one of 1.-THE batch'' which
entered the Black Maria. She served
her time, although friends" offered to
pay the fine, and after that she was
never seen back of the town and was
never again brought in.
The officer who arrested Daisy Deane
stated one night that he had seen her
In the early morning while on his way
home, on quiet street up town, with
that old woman lie said, "You would
hardly know her, she was SO neatly and
yet so poorly clad, and was SO tender
to the other;" and he expressed the be-
lief that the old woman had found her
daughter.