Morning journal and courier., 1883-03-09
The Amazon of Park Row.


 ..Bones," The Bootblaek, .Righteously
 Chastised by n TaLtered DamseI
 [Frem thefNew York Timesl
 There was an unwonted commotion at Park row and Ann street, where fraction of the ungilded juvenile population of the city, male and female, were circulating the even ing papers and attempting to negotiate con- tracts for shining boots, at o'clock last evening, which originated, seethed, and ter minated thus: A dilapidated urchin of about 10 years was gloomily counting his pennies, with his papers under his arm, at this hour and place, when depraved urehin, two or three years older and several sizes larger, to whom was attached box of polishing materials, swooped down upon him, seized his pennies, and fled in the direction of the postofice. The outraged smaller boy seized him by the remnant of his coat tail as he de- parted, and was thus waited with Eim across the street through labyrinth of street cars, wagons and horses, believing meanwhile at the top of voice altogether out of propor- tion to the remainder of his anatomy. When the twain reached the opposite sidewalk the big boy was so annoyed by the assiduity of the others attentions that he proceeded to confer upon him scientific thrashing. The remainder of the newspaper trade became at once interested and rushed across the street in body to witness the operation, and the circulation of the evening papers suffered 8 temporary SuSpenslon. 106 DIE DOy was en- couraged by his audience to do the job care fully and thoroughly, and though the smaller boy screamed, begged and implored no one interfered; but the little girls in the circle of spectators cried that it was @ shame.
 tatered damssl, aged, perhaps, B years, turned the corner of Ann street at this inter esting juncture, with bundle of papers un- der her arm. She observed the excitement on the other side of the street, became inter ested, and darted across. The sensation her advent created among the gamins convinced outsiders that she was parsonage of some importance and previous reputation in affairs of 8 similar nature-a surmise which subse- quent events fully justified
 'tWot's the row." inquired the tattered damsel breathlessly, elbowing her way toward the centre of the crowd.
 tsBones is mashing kid chorused two or three little girls together.
 At the sound of the tattered damsels voice the wight designated as tsBonesn suddenly ceased his pugilistic operations, turned pale, and made frantic effort to break through the crowd and get into space where his legs might benefit him.
 sTake nay papers!" cried the tattered damsel handing them to a constituencies boy, who at once defaulted. The crowd gave way before her. the luckless Bones made several fruitless attempts to get out of the ring, and then began to vail in anticipation | taller by half 8 head than his Nemesis. The little Amazon, amid the joyful plaudits of the crowd, grasped him by the hair and delivered a series of what she called ''smashers'' upon his features with so much fervor that the life-blood began to stream from his nose, and his screams and bellowings were heard in Chambers street. But the tattered daInsel was not yet through with him. She next fastened both hands in his hair and made several attempts to dislocate his neck. Then she gave him final blow upon his ensan- euined countenance and turned her attention to his little victim, about whom the other little newsgirls had sympathetically gathered. The poor little fellows nose was also bleed ing and his lip was badly cut. The tattered damsel produced grimy handkerchief and sent one of her maids of honor to dip it into the drinking fountain Then she wiped the blood from his face and asked:
 t'Wot was he licken' ye fer ?'' -
 'He-he stole my-my money" sobbed the little fellow.
 The tattered damsel dropped the handker- chief and looked ominously around for Bones again. That discomfited youth, deeming dan ger past, was trying to stanch the How of gore from his nose at lamp post, wailing dismally meanwhile and surrounded by an interested crowd. The tattered damsel made another descent upon him, and, seeing escape was impossible, he screamed, covered, and gave himself up for lost. 1f ssWhere's the kids moneyi" she asked sayagely. a-I s'-a9ars aa g.
 ssHere 'tis i'' cried the culprit, diving into his pocket. sDon't lick me no morei Til give it to you" et 5ssgs -5
 sI guess you will too, ,'' said the tattered damsel, with whitening irony. .sSee here The next time you touch that little boy I'll lick you" She gave the money back to it's tearful owner just as the cry was raised.
 s'The cop's comingi' .rs
 kokko Ga1 fo statement, and darted into the postofnce, giv- ing Bones parting thump as she passed him, whereat he howled afresh. A moment later she was inquiring for the youth to whom she had trusted her papers Her awful com ment when she failed to find him was
 ttI'n kill that chump next time he comes around here :" s6e-