Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1889-05-20
THE WAYS OF THE WICKED.

Central Station Reparation-Mauy Fights
Many Fines-The Thirsty Poet and
Others More So.
A frown of awful portent decorated the
countenance Of Justice Gripp as he assumed
the dual role of judge and jury at the Cen
tral station, and Bob's voice quivered lit
tie as he gave out the text: "And they re-
pented not of their sins and their theft"
Revelations somewhere. Then the trouble
began.
Frank Mcbride wanted Alex Little to
settle. and Alex didn't want to settle. ana
then they had it four hands around and bal
ance all. This occurred in the Masonic Bank
building; but the law doesn't recognize Sucn
peculiar manner of collecting debts, and
the riled Mcbride was quickly settled by a
$6 40 fine.
Contrary to the dignity Of this Common
wealth and the peace of Officer Harrison,
Louis Leiheid knocked him kown at the
Union depot yesterday, and then kicked him
while down. This rather met with ooJec-
tions from crowd of fair-plsy Americans,
and Mr. Leiheid was lucky to reach Central
station at all. Hereafter he will buy 3 foot
ball, or kick somebody with no friends, as
the little amusement just cost $14 40. 4,
More trouble at the corner of Grant ana
Second avenue. Henry Clagett and Jeal
Jones went into Brady's and came out again.
One of the gentlemen endeavored to tear up
the pavement, and threatened to kill some
body with paving stone. An ot1cer re-
quested them to move on, and they said tney
weren't moving just then. The officer maue
a motion, and they amended their statement
by moving rapidly toward Central station
Eight dollars and forty cents, or ~ days,
was just their size.
Backward, turn backward, oh, time IN
thy fight! Give me some beer again. ana ana
| I'll try to do rightP murmured the next
gent, who looked so dry he cracked the fur
niture, and q rain storm wouldn't quencn
him. 1t was a common drunk, and they
turned him loose on Sunday morning In
great city ruled by Wishart, man who
knows not what it is to feel like the Sahara
Desert. AS the poor man set his face toward
the woods he was heard to murmur: Water,
water everywherel but not drop to drink. .
A 50 bill, 5 cents worth Of tobies and
some trouble resulted in the Court holding
| Thomas Mccarthy in $500 bail for court on
a charge of attempted larceny.
A policeman was informed late Saturday
night that man was trying to burgle a
place on New Grant street. A window was
found open, and Mike Dickson was standing
inside He made feeble attempt to ex-
plain his peculiar way of entering house,
with the usual bluff that he thought it was
his own. AS the officer is Ia married man,
and has probably gone home himself that
way on lodge nights, it pretty near worked.
To be on the safe side, however, an informa-
| ton was made out.
John Iceberg drives an ice wagon, and
consequently owns the town. He delayed
Wylie avenue street cars, and kick re-
suited; but of what importance is street
car in warm weather, compared with an ice
wagon John, itseems, dragged spieceofice
from his wagon, and it was so heavy it took
him long time to reach the sidewalk. He
then began to laboriously chop up the ice,
when the car drivers strenuous kick dis.
tracted his attention for a moment, and a
newsie stole the ice and put it in his pocket,
John was discharged, and everybody
tipped their hats to him as he walked out
| the door.