Sacramento daily record-union., 1889-08-30
BIRDS OF A FEATHER.
Three Very Black Crows Fall Into the
Local Justice Mill.


Local Justice Mill.
In the dock of the Police Court yesterday
sat three of the most dilapidated specimens
of mankind that have adorned the benches
of that place for many day. The trio
were China gin "fiends, whose only re-
treat is Chinatown, where, if they have the
good luck to be possessed of nickel, they
can enjoy celestial dreams under the in
toxicating influences of gin-not ordinary
gin, but paralyzing compound known as
China gin.
These three sleepy, bloated and miserable
looking creatures were doing in the dock
when the deep bass voice of Clerk Larkin,
calling Dan. Brown, brought one of them
to his feet, after a severe effort mot
guilty was the plea to the charge of vag.
rancy against him, and Judge Buckley
called for information regarding the case.
"0h. he's an old-timer," said officer Car
roll; got him down in Chinatown. He's
been bother to US for the past week, and
has not known what work is for many a
day.
Judge Buckley Where do you board p"
Prisoner" Oh, down on Front and N
streets-French restaurant"
Court" Do you want to go to work."
go to Davisville"
Court" And how long will it take you
to leave?"
Prisoner-"About five minutes"
Court-"All right, Dan, you may go.
Your case will be called at l o'clock this
afternoon. If you are not in Court, we
will imagine you on your way to Davis
vile; but if you are still in town-well,
look out"
At this Dan made break for the door of
the Courtroom, and at the same time a
low moan of: "Oh, Lord I'd like to get
that show l' came from Mr.. Quigg, Dan S
bench partner in the dock.
"Oh, so its you," said Judge Buckley,
catching square view of Quigg. "Oh, no;
you're one of our old graduates, and we
can't let you go. Been around here great
many years"
Mr.. Quigg was then asked to give short
synopsis of his history, and he commenced
by saying "As yez all know, was sailor
by profession, and"
Judge Buckley interrupted him with the
remarks that he could go to Jail for twenty
days.
Henry Bane was the remaining member
of the trio, and he was inclined to be talka-
tive. I've been picking hops" said he,
"and | find l can't make anything at it.
morning, cook our own meals, and even
buy our ham at that. Maybe, too, while
one is gone after some wood, someone
would get away with his ham, and that's
how things go out on those hop fields.
can't make it pay"
81 suppose" said the Court, ''you be-
came, during your sojourn, quite well &C
Quainted with the tavein-keeper near where
you worked?"
"Oh, yes" said Henry 81 paid him a
visit several times a day but | amt so
crazy after liquor. | was down in Bakers
field about five months during an election
there, and l didn't vote or drink drop in
all that time"
But why do you hang about China
town ?" queried the Court.
He belongs to Fairchild's new order OF
the Clan ma. Gael, suggested an officer OF
the Court.
How long have you been drinking?''
asked the Court.
The prisoner replied that he commenced
during the war, and, in fact, kept at it "ofi
an on" ever since 80.
Hes probably been off during the
greater period" /" remarked the Clerk.
Upon being asked why he did not drink
good whisky, Bane replied, "WeI, III tell
you, Judge. / went over to the depot long
time ago and took two drinks of wbisk :
there, and it knocked me silly, and | had
to fall back ON the old stuff. You know,
Judge, | cooked right here in this Jail a
short time ago.
well" said the Court, II guess we've
keep Mr.. Quigg company for few weeks.