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

to throw Max down, while the other met with
more success in his efforts to club him. Mr..
Romilly, after having hastily adjusted his gar
ments, preferred his complaint, and the police
men, ignoring Maxs version of the incident,
seized the "sDutchman" by both shoulders, and,
being prepared forresistance. pulled and dragged
him down the avenue, followed by q gaping
crowd They were convinced that they had cap
tured desperate criminal. Catharine, in her
excitement. here opened the window and gazed
aghast after the retreating procession.
Look here gentlemen she heard Max re-
1ponstrate; ''there is no need of violence on your
part will follow you of my own free will.
But the policemen could not be persuaded that
man of such dangerous appearance could be
trusted on his paroles and they handled him
more roughly the further they progressed. Mr..
Romilly in the meanwhile was hobbling along
on the other side of the street, only stopping
now and then to attend to his disordered toilet,
or to rub some aching spot. At the police court
in Fifty-seventh street, which was reached after
humiliating march of fifteen minutes, the depo-
sitions of both parties were taken and Max, for
want of $500 bail, was locked up on the charge
of assault and battery. 1t was clear and
plausible tai. that Romlly narrated, and as il
was confirmed in many particulars by the police
men, the judge had scarcely any choice but to
punish the turbulent foreigner. That he denied
the plaintiffs story and claimed to be the at
tackled party, could, of course, have no weight,
as denial was the common resort with desperate
characters
AS the season was dull the evening papers
made the most OF the occurrence. One of them
wrought itself into frenzy, parading the affair
with excited headings and capitals an inch long
Furious Assault-An Irate Foreigner Attacks a
Leader of Society--But is Thrashed for his
Pains-Arrest of the Assaiant-A Woman il
the Case" were some of the pleasant things
which Catharine read over her fathers shoulder
as the latter unfolded the paper. and composed
himself for his post-prandial smoke. Mr.. Var
Tassells eye, too, was caught by the startling
superscription as he glanced hastily down the
column.
what the deuce is this9" he exclaimed, with
an amused chuckle. "Romilly has been having
fight with your friend Greifenstett, ani
thrs.shed him, too. by Jove. Well, served hin
right the vagabond What did he NEEDLE with
gentlemen forl"
Catharine, with holly throbbing face, seated
herself on the other side of the table. Sh,
picked up book, and stared blindly at its dane
ing lines.
"A woman in the case, her father went on il
the same chuckling tone ''well, I thought so
Men rarely come to blows nowadays, unless it il
woman that sets them by the ears. 1t was OF
Mr.. Kemp's front stoop it seems, they had Their
row. 1t can't be Pussy Kemp they pummelet
each other for. Or who knowsl Stranger thing,
have happened"
Mr. Van Tassell once more became absorbed
in his paper; orce twice he laughed out aloud
1T is too good" he said, the most amusing
thing have heard for many day. But tt
think that that little Romilly was plucky
enough to thrash that long haired German cad
that is what takes me. Those music men are al
a cowardly lot every one of them"
Catharine had. with a well-nigh supernatur
al effort, curbed her spirit during her fathers
sohloquy. Now she gould no longer master her
self
1T was Mr. Greifenstett who thrashed Mr.
Romilly," she said, raising her flushed face and
meeting ner fathers eyes unflinchingly.
what do you know about it. | should like
to know!' inquired Mr. Van Tassell in vague
alarm
Il was there. I saw the whole occurrence"
''The deuce you did'
He jumped up, upsetting the chair, and crum-
pied the paper fercely in his hand.
And you--you were the woman they quar-
relied about?" he cried.
1T is possible, papa" she answered, Fastening
toward him and taking him gently by the arm,
but am not sure of it. If you will sit down
and not scold, l will tell you all about it."
mo, will not be cajolsd and humbugged
this time" ne CALCULATED, angrily. You have
been mixed up in some disgraceful affair, and
am bound to know the circumstances, If not from
yourself, then from Greifenstett. | am going
now. this very moment, to have it out with him.
have my opinion of IA fellow who will make
love to the daughter of man who has forbidden
him his house.
"Mr. Greifenstett never made love to me,
papa" cried the girl, with blazing cheeks.
''Then you must have made love to him, which
amounts to the same thing. At any rate, shall
know how to put stop to it. | don't relish
reading about my daughters love affairs in the
He walked briskly toward the door, but she
sprang forward and placed herself resolutely in
front Of him.
''One word, papa. What are you going TO say
to Mr.. GreifenstettW
THAT does not concern you, child. / shall say
only what is right"
would you mind my going with you9"
''You go with me! Are you madl That would
make a pretty story for to morrows paper.
Miss Van Tassell visiting her Dutch lover in
jailw
I'm JAIL papa Is Mr.. Greifenstett in jail?"
There was piercing terror and pity in her
exclamation which almost moved Mr.. Van Tas-
sell
NOV, be good girl, he said soothingly; II
will get him out of Jail. viii bail him out.
And will even go to the pains of getting the
whole thing hushed up, if he will promise to let
you alone hereafter"
But don't want to be let alone, papa. He
has never made the slightest approach to me,
except at my own invitation
Mr.. Van Tassell dropped his daughters hands,
which in his momentary fit of gentleness he had
been fondling.
''You are mad" he exclaimed; 'stark, raving
mad"
NO papa, / am not mad" she answered,
without trace of resentment but / am deter
mined to prevent you from humiliating me and
doing Mr.. Grefenstett cruel injustice. If you
will not promise me on your honor as gentle
man to bail him out. without seeing him, or say
ing single word to him, will go myself and