The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1886-09-21

trespaasinR-that is, sleeping in the hay NOW OF
JacksOn's livery stable, on West Washington
street
Hold up your hands and be sworn, boys"
said his Honor, and forest of hands went up to
solemnly swear. There were no two boys who
could, by any possibility of means, be paired
There never was such an assortment
of boys together, ranging, as they
and being of every imaginable degree of plump
ness and leanness They were newsboys and
bootblacks, and City Librarian Hooper and Capt.
c. w. Brouse, on behalf of the Newsboys' Home.
were in court to look after their interests under
the law
Officers SAVERS and Hagedorn told how they
had found the eleven ali sound asleep and hud-
died together in the hay-mo to keep warm
They had been arrested at the request of the
proprietor, but it came out in evidence that the
boys had been given the quarters by the stable
men. and several of them paid for their lodging
by cleaning out the stable while the hostlers
rested from their labors.
Messrs. Hooper and brouse stated that the
Newsboys Home would be ready in a night or
two for the boys accommodation-that beds
would be ready. and then they would have COM
Portable places to sleep Mr. Hooper further
said, in extenuation of their misdemeanor, that
most of them were without homes, while 9TH
ers had homes that were worse than none at all
The Mayor drew a face of awful severity
and read the boys lesson, the conclusion Of
which was they could go this time, but if they
punished.
"What in the world is the matter with the
Hon Sim Coy2" inquired the reporter, that
great man, in plum colored suit, with an anxss
ious look on his usually serene countenance. was
moving about the courtroom.
''He is here in behalf of as tough pair as we
have had here for some tme," was the answer
9 a. >koso XNo;A ~.>6 law
Two men, carefully guarded we're brought in
from the sweat-bo One had been slated at the
station house as John r. Anderson. the other as
Charles Van Slack, and they were charged with
being bunko steerers and confidence men. They
had taken rooms at the Bates House, where An
derson registered as III. Fl. Mar
f Recor 5ost0n and on Van Slack as eov &c f w.
whispering a moment with them and with the
officers who had interfered with the business OF
these gentlemen, dropped out and their examin-
alton began. They had employed John B. Elam
as attorney but when he heard the charges
against them he said he could not take their
case, and they would have to secure other coun-
sell
Robert Roe, we'll TODD farmer living near
Malott Park. was placed on the witness stand
On Saturday he said he was walking along Wash
iDgton street, near Delaware when young man
indicating Van Slack. in the prisoners box a
dark-skiEned, well-dressed fellow with big and
long black mustache) met him and asked if he,
Roe, knew where a farm could be bought repre-
senting that he was the agent of wealthy lady
who had money to invest. Mr.. Roe answered
this young man pleasantly that he bad no farm
to sell, and then told the young man that John
H. Stewart, president of the Bank of Commerce.
had a seventy acre farm next to his that was in
the market
They then separated, the old gentleman going
up to the market-house. While he was there
Anderson pointing to the other occupant of the
box, a low-browed fellow, with side whiskers
and a wavering pair of eyes) stepped up to him
and introduced himself as young Mr.. Stewart,
saying that he was the son Of Mr.. Stewart. the
banker. Mr.. Roe had never seen the son of Mr..
Stewart and accepted the nice talking young
man as the son of the banker.
The young man wanted to buy horse. and as
ne described the horse, the old gentleman knew
where there was exactly the animal to suit
him. The horse young Mr.. Stewart now pos
sessed was, said that estimable young person,
too fractions for his wife to drive. but he told
Mr. Roe he had to go to ''the Office" first and
asked the farmer to 60 along. They walked west
on Ohio street to Illinois, and on the east side
of Illinois street, in two-story brick, south of
the Stewart Place, first floor, the side-whiskered
young man, with the waveringEeyes, and Mr..
Roe entered.
Mr.. Roe described the business aspect of the
room to which he was introduced. 1t was the
old bunko game The sweat cloth, with figures
from $40 to 5000, was spread, the preliminary
conversation between the sharperS Anderson,
alias Stewart, and Van Slack was going on very
smoothly and entcingly. Whether Mr. Roe
would have been swndled not will never be
known. as at that instant Captain Colbert, Ser
geant Quigley and Patrolman Fickel entered the
room and captured the entire layout
The examination will continue to-day. Mr.
Anderson looked very little like bankers son,
as, with the come alongs" around his wrist, he
and his companion were led out of the Mayors
Court to the station-hous