The evening world., 1888-06-30

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hole, and the roundsman shouted:
open this door. l am an officer. and I
demand that you open this door. You won't?
All right {, force this door, boys. That's
right, smash it in"
Two heavy officers threw their weight
against IL together, but it would not yield.
The pounded hard, but could not prevail.
Several officers ran around to the back of the
house, and there forced an entrance to the
basement and opened the front door. II was
fastened with O beam strung across il, being
held in position by irons. No wonder Il
would not give when the men kicked the
door.
III HAD FLED.
No n was found inside at first. All had
A crowd had gathered on the sidewalk,
and 1t took two regular policemen to keep il
back. 1t grew larger and larger as the search
went on and q assumed big proportions
before the search was ended.
The only funny phase of the raid developed
here when two officers who had been search
ing the basement thoroughly shouted stimuli
taneously
Come out @ that; you dirty spalpeen."
One Of the officers had hauled out q badly
frightened man named Archibald Ostrom
from q closet, and another had fshed O
darby up from a small, dark hole called the
cellar.
The darby was q sight. His face was as
liyld as possible, his eyes rolled wildly and
his teeth chartered. He said his name was
William White, a barber at 14S Blocker
street. He was 30 scared that he could hardly
recall his name.
But the dark-eyed young man whom The
EVENING WORLD reporters saw sell tickets to
poor colored women had made rood his
escape. All his policy effects were confs-
Gated, however. and it is safe to predict that
149 Blocker will not do q very thriving poll
cy business for some time.
CHARLEY srEBERT %coLLARED.
A more surprised man than Charley Siebert
was when arrested would be hard to find.
His shop. as has been published, was in a
room at the rear of John Furlont's saloon, at
Canal street and West Broadway. He has
been doing a flourishing business there for
nearly a year and is we'll known.
He gave the reporter q savage look, and,
in q threatening, way, said 49,
This Is all right, sir yes, this is we'll for
He refused to open his door leading into q
hallway between his room n the saloon
when he was ordered to. An entrance was
gained through another door on West Broad
way: -
evidence; He saw his game was up, SO he
put on his hat and went to the Prince street
precinct ~station-house peacefully.
HAD MADE PREPARATIONS.
The little tobacco store at 29S South Fifth
avenue received its share of attention next.
The proprietor, a short, hght-eyed man, is
known to som as John Kennedy, but he said
his name was Mike Collins. A lot Of cards
were found, printed: "Jim's Segar Store"
with the above address.
Kennedy had taken The EVENING WoRLp's
warning in good faith and had hidden all tho
evidences. of a policy shop except a few
papers, which were taken.
He said he had not carried on a policy
game, but acknowledged that there had been
one in operation there recently. He did not
know that the reporter had evidence against
him.
MCURDY NABBED TOO.
Billy McCurdy's den at Washington and
Watts streets was the last one raided yester-
traces of his guilt around after The EVENING
WoRLD's expose, and s. not much were
found.
He could not be discovered at first. He
was not in his neat little shop, which he has
course this will break Waish's license b.
The reporter knew where his room was,
and before he had q nance of escape the re.
porter and Sergt. Combes started up a dark
One Of McCurdy's friends, who was in the
saloon when the officers entered 1t, had
slipped out and was Just going up the stairs
to alarm the grizzled old gambler.
the officers saw the key in the inside. They
sung out. McCurdy answered. and very
soon he too was going to the Prince street
police station to pass the night behind the
prison bars along with his companions in
crime.
HELD FOR TRIAL.
All of the men were arraigned before JUS
tice Patterson in Jefferson Market Police
Court this morning.
There were a number of friands Of the
fence. The faces of many of them were
familiar to The EVENING WORLD reporter,
who recognized them as habitues of the pol
Icy shops which he had visited.
Charley Seiberth and Old McCurdy were
the Court Squad, confronted them with
their paraphernalia and other records of their
gambling business.
A young clerk. representing Counsellor
Peter Mitchell, appeared for them and
Seiberth had brazenly convicted himself
business is " writing policy"
When the attention of the fiedgling lawyer
who appeared for him was drawn to this fact
by Judge Patterson. he was completely nom
plussed aud did not know what to say.
The offense being q felony, bail was fixed
at o.. 600.
Henry Smith was the next placed at the
bar, Counsellor Denis Meehan appearing In
his behalf.
He also waived examination. and despite
the effort of his counse to have his bail fixed
at O less amount, Judge Patterson SAID:
Its q pretty mean business and o felony,
and / shall fix bail at 81, 000."
Charles Koss, of 1856 East Houston street,
became his bondsman.
John Kennedy. who gave his name as Mike
Collins wnen he was arrested, desired to be
known as Frank Collins when he was ar
raigned..
policy -shop, 'fthe evidence of selling tickets
not being at present obtainable.
This offense is a misdemeanor only, n
bail In his case was ixed at $500.
Veteran Court Oficer Kelly said that he
hoped The EVENING WORLD would keep up
tia cruFade, as the monotony of the court
work was greatly relieved by the excitement
of the raid.
Sieberth was unable to obtain a bondsman,
and was locked ~.
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