Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1889-01-26

that he was thirsty, and with the voice of a
stentor he called for water. A dozen times in
quick succession did he yell, "Station-keeper
Please bring me a drink of water" and the ap-
peal meeting with no response he relapsed into
profanity, followed by brief silence Then
he commenced again. each request being more
noisy than its predecessor. His voice failed to
reach the ears of any one outside of the cells
or If any one did hear there was no sign given.
TN show this up in the newspapers"
growled the exasperated man. Things have
come to pretty pass when a citizen of the
United States and a taxpayer has to shout him.
self hoarse when he is dying for drink of
water, and then have no attention paid to him.
III write about il to the press as soon as get
out of here. and expose the laziness of these
keepers. Here I've been yelling for an hour,
and that damn officers asleep ON his bed in
stead of being up and attending to the wants
Of prisoners" All this literally interspersed
with such curses that had one Shimei known
been present he would have bowed his head in
defeat and Interchangeable the
presence of man who was a postmaster in the
art.
By this time the two dodgers we're up. and as
their cell doors were not fastened they were,
to certain extent, at liberty. One of them
paraded up and down in front Of the cells and
to him the rapidly-sobering man appealed for
water. In vain the lodger declared there was
none to be had. He was requested to kick the
ouecr uOu uoOr, W JOIN Win the tn1rSty one In
yelling duet, and to do many other things
which would be calculated to arouse the SOM
nolent station-keeper, but the young man in
variably refused, and ON his head was at once
showered the profane abuse which had pre-
viously been devoted to the Morpheus-stricken
to move the young man, however, for he con-
tinued his steady marching up and down. He
knew better than to tempt, to anger police
officer, and ! doubt not that his own thirst
huu had To hn l~~H~- 4
would venture a kick at the sounding door.
The boy had been awake for some time, and
whenever opportunity occurred he would bewail
the loss OF his ''mouth-organ."t and he over
whelmed the lodger with questions as to
whether the police would ever give it back to
him.
RIDE IN THE MARIA.
With daylight came an increased frigidity,
and had to move around as much as possible
within the narrow confines of my cell in order
to keep warm. My heating gymnastics were
not, however, of long duration, for shortly after
o'clock the big door swung open, an officer
appeared, and we three poor prisoners were
taken across the yard, through the warm Office,
and down the steps to where the BLACK Maria
was waiting for us. The morning air was fresh
and to a certain extent it was pleasant but il
would have pleased me better had IL been a
little less keen. My clothing was thin and in
minute or two my teeth were chatting away
at great rate.
There were two men in the van when we
entered. One was q white man. habituaIly
drunken, who knew me well, but his bieared
eyes failed to penetrate my disguise; the other
was coiored, and q stranger. They comprised
the Saturday mornings contribution OF the
sixth precinct to the police court. The fourth
precinct gave us but one more passenger and
then the Maria" was headed toward the tenn
pie of justice, where Judge Miller performs the
offices If high priest. Bailiff Kendig was wait
ing for Us on the sidewalk, and he permitted
us to descend to the basement. where there was
q room ready for our occupation.
THE COURT RECEPTION ROOM.
1t had an appearance Of cleanliness when we
entered, for We were the first arrivals. II was
narrow, oblong, windowless den, with seat