Delaware gazette and state journal. (Wilmington, Del.) 1883-1902, 1892-12-01
A TALE or A WEDDING RING,
And Also, "a story of "a kind-hearte
Police Justice in the Big city of Ne

And Also, story of Kind-hearted
Police Justice in the Big city of Sew
York.
Now York Morning Advertiser.
In the porch of the Tombs there stood
for two hours yesterday sad, worn
woman, with baby in her arms. The
baby was chubby and healthy. 1t yelled
Justify to get down on the cold stone
pavement IIurrying lawyers elbowed
the woman out Of the way, frowsy men
and women jOstled against her Al brief
intervals she pccrcd into the crowded
courtroom. Just before the court
adjourned she mustered up courage
enough to step inside. When all the
cases had been disposed of court officer
shouted:
All those having business with the
court will step forward. All the rest
leave the courtroom"
The woman with the baby hcsitated
for n minute. Then she stepped forward
to the bal. The stern judicial look on
the face Of Justice Grady softened us he
looked at the moist eye and trembling
lips of the suppliant before him.
"What can | do for youg" he said, in
kindly tone, while the baby tried to
climb over the bar to play with the
courts watch chain
Il want--l want--iny wedding ring"
said the woman, on the verge Of collapse.
"liush, baby, hush !"
"Where is ity" asked the justice.
1.-The pawnbroker has it, said the
woman, her sorrow OVERLOOKING and n
rain OF tears flowing down her checks
and inundating the child in her arms.
"What pawnbroker2" asked the
justice.
81 don't know his name, but his shop
is on Third avenue, near rhirty.third
street. My husband died of consunp-
ton last week. His name was John
Rogers. We buried him in Calvary
cemetery. | pawncd the clock and
Johns ovcrcOat, and-and-all the fur.
niture but the -to-tO-tsObl- ITO
buy condensed milk for Bobby here, sir,
and Friday | pawned the wedding ring.
1t wasn't worth much, sir, because the
gold was washed away at the wash
board, your honor | never took ii off
my finger, sir, from the time John put
IL on ten years ago. Oh, should know
it anywhere because the dents of
of Bubhy's teeth We're on it, judge, and
| got only 81 for it, and I've lost the
ticket" ...
Here Mrs. Rogers stopped. Grief i'm
pedei her utterance. The justice took
out Il handkerchief and blew his nose so
loudly that the sleepers in the safety
deposit vaults underground were startled
into unwonted activity.
so you lost your ticket, did you ?"
said his honor
"Yes, sir, and Tn afraid to go after
the ring withoutit it."
The justice took an envelope from a
pigeon hole, showed something into it
and handed the envelope to the weeping
woman. Take that" said he. "Go to
the nearest notary public and swear
that your name is Mary Rodgers, and
that you left your wedding ring with
the pawnbroker on Friday. Take the
paper he will give you to the pawn
broker, and if he does not give you the
ring let me know"
"But, judge, haven't got any
"lut, tut, Mary; do as ! say, That's
all. The court is dismissed"
Mary and the baby went out beside
the great stone pillars again. She
opened the envelope and IS note tiut.
tered upon the pavement. 1t was rain
ing when Mary stepped into the street,
but the sunlight in her heart had dried
her tears, and Bobby's face was wreathed
in smiles.