The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1890-06-11

Say, yous. will you keep quiet until
you're asked to say something?"
! The accuser declared that Drane had
assaulted him and tried to rob him.
'Lock him up. said the benignanr man.
drily; and the obedient policeman con-
Quoted Lawrence to a cell. AS he passed
through the doorway he heard the
young lady sobbing bitterly. Walking
down the corridor he repressed the ire
mendous resentment that ragged within
him, but as soon as the key was turned
he addressed his conductor:
81 wish you'd let me have a word with
you"
The officer paused. Drane had in
tended to tell his story, hoping to con-
vince his jailor, if not Of his innocence,
that at least there was grave error in
| the proceedings somewhere. but his feel
ings overpowered him.
sd have you understand" he ex-
claimed, that you don't know whom
you are dealing with. l could buy this
house fifty times over and not feel it!
My reputation never has been ques-
| toned, and somebody will suffer for
this. Why"
''Oh. rats" interrupted the jailor, and
he walked away. There is no phrase in
polite or vulgar literature that COM
presses so much contempt into so small
a space as that one word ''Rats!" 1t is
unanswerable, complete, depressing. As
Lawrence listened to his jailor's re-
treating footsteps his resentment turned
to disgust.
THAT just shows" he thought, chow
ill-itted am for these clothes. If had
been brought up to wear them should
have known how to express myself
adequately. Some really shocking
language might have had an effect on
that fellow"
| Then for four mortal hours Lawrence
ruminated on visions of penal servi-
tude, balls and chains, breaking rocks,
stories of galley slaves; and he wondered
whether much famed Sing Sing would
be better ventilated than his present
| quarters. He took one little comfort in
his gruesome reflections-he could at
least depend on something to eat as
| long as the Government should be his
host. There was no breakfast for
| him, however, and when at last
he was marched to Jefferson
Market court he was in that state Of
faintness that he would have walked
willingly many miles had the officers
required it. Without realizing how
time had passed, or wha. had happened,
he found himself one of a nondeScript
company shut in by an iron railing. The
audience room was crowded with spec
| tators, and in the enclosure where he
stood were policemen, lawyers and re-
| porters. Lawrence shrunk as close as he
could against the wall and gave way to
| profound Encouragement.
"Well, pard," said low voice at his
side, ''you seem to have struck it rough
| this time
Drane saw a man in rags more loath-
some than his own, with rum-bloated
features leering at him alphabetically.
"You have the advantage of me, sir,
he responded, haughtily.
Il guess not" said the other, with a
dreadful smile. THAT amt to say that
knows We, that ever had the honor Of
'sociatin' with ye, but 1 recognize the
fraternity wherever comes across 'em,
see?''
Drane shuddered.
I'm goin' to take vacation at the
island" continued the other, cheerfuily.
''Got kind O. tired walkin'. an need to
rest up. Spect to 60 up for long?"
81 don't know what they will do with
me-" replied Drane, land l don't want
| to talk to you"
''All right, all right" said the raga-
muffin, ''only il you amt used to this
business you'll find fore long that it's
useful to make friends wherever you can
pick 'em up. No tellin' what . man
might do for you, see?"
Lawrence turned away, feeling in his
disgust forlorn conviction that the fell
low was probably right. At the other
side Of the court where several women
prisoners were grouped he saw the
young lady whose misfortune had had so
much to do with bringing him there. He
started at once to 60 over and speak to
her, and Of course policeman prevented
him. He saw that she was speaking
eagerly with an elderly lady who stood
on the other side Of the rail.
"She at least has found a FRIEND"
thought Drane. and so it proved, for in a
few minutes she was called before the
Judge, and the elderly lady stood up
with her ut the bar. There was brief
conversation which Lawrence could not
hear, and then both women stepped
down and passed through the gate into
the audience room. They were on the
way out of the court, but the young lady
paused q moment and looked inquiringly
back Lawrence caught her eye and
bowed. She returned his salutation and
hurriedly whispered to her companion.
The latter raised pair of glasses, beau
tifully framed and handled in ebony, to
her eyes and scrutinized Drane keenly.
Then she shook her head decidedly and
passed out
''Oh. yes, go on" thought Lawrence.
''he's bad case, of course. Look at his
clothes and his villainous facet"
The young lady's face was grave with
Disappointment, but just as the door was
closing on her she threw back At him
smile which made the unhappy prison
er's heart hound