The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1885-01-10

though believe, they dispensed with wrap
pers), was drinking coffee out Of cup which
seemed actually designed to make both the coffee
and the lips that slipped it appear equally deli
| ciou;.
Papa" she said, in voice which was intend
cd to be steadier than it was, shere is the money
you expended last night for Mr.. Greifenstett"
She carefully unpinned a check which she had
attached to the bosom of her dress, and pushed
! it across the table to her father. II hope you
will not misunderstood me- she went on, as the
| latter made no motion to take the paper, "but
should much prefer it if you would allow me to
be Mr. Greifenstetts bail.
"Oh, what precious goose you arep he NUT
tered in irrepressible evaporation; don't you
know that bail is merely a security, and does
not have to be paidl Or perhaps you expect
your music man to skip his bail"
.'Where is he nowl" she asked with forced
quietude.
''Well, that's the very devil, he cried, she is
in Jail yet! ] came too late The judge had
gone home"
She looked athim with large, reproachful eyes,
and rose from the table.
us there to be a triall she asked
''Yes believe it comes off about 10-about
now"
He felt that she was bent upon some reckless
enterprise. But somehow, he was afraid to in
| terfere with her. He followed her apprehen-
| sivey with his eyes as she walked with stately
composure toward the door He reflected an
| grily upon his powerlessness but concluded to
| postpone his measures of discipline until some
| more favorable moment. Ensconced behind his
newspaper, which he took up as shield for
meditation, he heard her order her carriage, de-
scend the steps and drive up town in the direc-
| ton of Ffty-seventh street If he had been as
resolute as she was he would have followed her
| example But it took him thirty minutes to per-
suade himself to venture upon anything so SEN
sational He had a passion for privacy and a
| great dread Of reporters; already he saw his
| name in the newspapers in flaring capitals
Fools rush where wise mon fear to tread"
| he grumbled as he took his seat in the
brougham 'but in this case there is no help for
| it,
| Catharine made considerable stir among the
crowd of oilers who hung aboat the steps of the
| police court. She had dismissed her carriage at
| the corner for fear of stimulating the inventive
fancy of the gentlemen of the press. They had,
on the whole, treated her considerably on the
| previous day, because they had happily not
known of her existence. But they had invented
her, as it were to give zest to their story. Now
| that she was venturing right into their jaws
she could expect no forbearance.
| Though it was early in the day, the air of the
| courtroom was sitting. The. justice, who was
never distinguished for public utility. was this
man caught sight of the handsome girl, who
| stood half bewildered in the middle of the aisle
and prevented her, just in the nick of time,
| from taking seat in the prisoners box
/ BLESS your dear heart mum" he said, don't
ye sit down thar, or We moight git into moighty
| unpleasant company"
/ She thanked him and quite irrationay
| clutched his arm, and begged him to find her
seat somewhere, where she could see without
| being seen. He whispered moment to one of
| the clerks then opened the gate to the inner
sanctum and conducted Catharine to a little room
behind the judicial throne. A comfortable
| leather covered chair was offered her; the door
| was leIt ajar as to afford her a complete view
| of the courtroom. Her heart was on the point
| of overlooking with gratitude to the obliging
| policeman, when she caught an expression In his
| eye which indicated that he was expecting some
/ thing more substantial
II hiy wolfe, mum, and siyen children" he
began.
Eyes," she interrupted, drawing a fvedol!ar
bill from her porte monnaie, here is present for
| them"
! The policeman stared for a moment sheep
! ishly at the money, grinned and withdrew.
| Presently stout man with crealing boots
| and coarse jovial face entered from some
| where, and took his seat behind the desk on the
| das. He examined a roll of papers, spoke in
low voice to the clerk, blew his nose sonorously
and then pounded the desk with his savel as if
| to rebuke himself for the noise he had made.
| Then the door to the hall of the adjoining lock
up was opened and motley crowd entered IN
| der the escort of four policemen and filed into
the pews reserved for petty malefactors. With
| stolid, begrmed faces. and swollen eyes. telling
| the tale of yesterdays debauch. they shuffied
along. and in their midst doomed the tall form of
| Grefenstett, wrapped in the foreign Hooking
cape. and with the defiant SLOUGH hat covering
| his head His expression cool and
| committal. He stared at the extraordinary com
| panv in which he found himself with arsto-
cratic disdan and endeavored to keep his cape
from contact with the rags of importunate
neighbors The strong lines of his features
seemed sharper, and their aienism more
pronounced, as they confronted the daylight
after q night of wakeful suffering To
Catharine they seemed almost beautiful A
great wave of tenderness swept through her
soul. and she yearned to step forward, to share
his degradation and to proclaim before all the
world that she loved him. After having briefly
disposed of half a dozen cases of drunkenness
and mendcancy, the judge sent policeman to
his private room, and presently Mr.. Romill- en-
tered and held whispered consultation with his
Honor. Another policeman conducted Greifen-
stett to the little stand in front of the das.
Take off yer hat" said the Judge gruffly.
Greifenstett silently removed bis hat; the cir
cumstances were so unusual that he scarcely
knew what etiquette would be in order.
What have you got to cay for yourself"
'Vhat I said yesterday. This gentleman
slapped my face, and l shtruck him with my
cane in return"
Have you ever been in Jail neforep
mo"
'Do you know shall have to send you up for
three months for this offense? You are dan
gerous character to assault peaceable citizens,
without provocation, in the Streets
A this moment door creaked behind the
judges back and as he wheeled around angriy
he found himself face to face with lady of
beautiful and distinguished appearance. The
judicial severity instantly relaxed He arose,
made an awkward bow and asked:
''How can | serve you, MADAME
with your permission, should like to testify
in this casen
A futter of excitement ran through the court.
1t was what the newspapers call sensation.
Dir. Van Tassel just entered at the moment
when the whole assembly were craning their
necks. and the people in the aisles climbed up
into the windows and on the backs of the
benches He came near fanting. The room
| reeled; the floor undulated under his feet He
sank down on bench. next to frowsy
and battered tramp, and yet heard and
saw with nightmarish indistinctness what
went on at the other end of the room.
He saw Romillys pale and frightened face in
close proximity to that of his daughter. which
seemed to shine with kind of heroic exultation.
The young man was pleading with her. but she