The Olneyville tribune. (Providence, R.I.) 1893-189?, 1893-11-18

have fitted an elephant, given little al
vice on matters of courtesy and grea'
deal on matters Of discipline, and ther
he was turned over TO the policeman al
the Stonybrook Bridge. From thai
time on he got taste of a sort OF !lfe
that did not at all agree with hsm. On
the first day-a beastly hot one-he had
to tramp all over the park dozen times
so that he might know his bearings.
On the second day-also very hot-he
had to repeat the rules and regulations
forward and backward, chase loafers
and unleashed dogs, and practice throw.
ing a big life epreserver at a stump hall
way across the marsh. On the third
day-still hot-he was told to polish his
boots and clean up generally, and to
hurry up about it, too; then he was as
signed to lonely night beat in a
corner OF the park, far away from every
thing except couple OF spooklike pop
lars and the memory Of his own check
cred career.
Sickim travelled back and forth like a
pendulum over that gloomy beat until a
lew thin pencils Of gray light began to
steal up from the eastern horizon. lie
had had no sleep for forty-eight hours
and he was as hungry as a wolf. He
would have gladly given his new helmet
for doughnut and drop OF whiskey.
Often during the night he felt like TAX
ing French leave and jumping on pass
ing freight train bound for anywhere.
He could easily cut of his buttons and
Jam his helmet into some unacceptable
shape. But perhaps just
the least trace OF inherent manliness-
made him change his mind
He took chew Of tobacco, and was
about to lean up against tree when he
heard something with IA noisy voice
coming down the road toward him. He
drew his club, determined, if he got a
chance, to vent his feelings on some
body's head A mans form shambled
into sight, followed by something that
cried and rescmbled small shadow.
The man was beastly drunk, and cursed
and waved his fist at the shadow, and
remarked that he would like to break the
shadows neck.
"Perhaps I'll take hand, too" said
Sickm AS he stepped out from under the
tree.
The man pulled himself up and
stopped his believing, but the small
shadow behind him gave little cry OF
glec, and, assuming the form of bit
OF n girl of nine, raced by him, and
threw herself sobbing into Sickim's big
hands.
'Leave that young one be" growled
the man.
"Shut up your snivelling jaw" said
Sickim, cor IN"
Eyer not biz enough"
Sickim's pride boiled. He pushed the
crying child aside and sprang at the man
and grippcd him like wise. ''Don't
you talk that way TO jim Sickim if you
want to live any more,' and he shook
him till his teeth ratified. The man
knew that his game was up, and pleaded
for mercy.
"Now, Sissy" said Sickim, "who's
this man, and who are your
She whimpered between her sobs that
he was her father, John Muggins, and
she was Kitty Muggins.
"Ain't yer got no mother: SissyW
"No, sir" she whined, "an' he beat
me cause didn't stay to home"
Sckim held out mt arms length the
snarling, growing object under discus
sion and frownad ut him. Then he said
to him:
"Aint yer got no respec' for yer own
young one, y drunken fool. Ef it wasn't
for the little one I'd learn yer somethin'
you wouldn't forgitl" And he punctua-
ted his remarks with shake OF two.
"Now, Sissy--cr-kitty, said Sick
i'm, "you stop right here till come back.
Meantime, yer daddy an nell take a
walk. Now, don't you cry any more"
With that he frightened his grip on Mr..
Muggins's arm, and the two moved away
in the darkness. When they suddenly
reached the border of the Park stream,
Muggins mumbled that he would like to
know the rest of the programme.
Eyer face is kind of dirty like" said
Sickim, "and yer boots wouldn't look so
bad ef they was cleaned bit. So Pm
goin' to give yer n free bathe before we
go up to the station"
Then Sickim caught him by the coat
collar, and doused him in the water until
he began TO get sober and weep pathet-
ically. Which took about twelve min
utes, for the water was quite chilly.
About twenty minutes later there was
a great hurroosh up at the police station
Sickim had just marched in with II cute
little blue-eyed girl in one hand and
something that looked like bundle of
wet rags in the other, and now stood in
the middle of the room with u smile on
his face that was fully five inches long
Then the sergeant inspected the bun
die and said: "Old Muggins again I!
Well, I'll be; this is the sixth offence,
Muggins, me boy. Igucss you had bet
ter &c. down on the Island for couple
of months and givc .his child a chance to
grow. Lock him up, Sickim."
"That being the case, said Sickim,
if the court has no objections, I'll ta&e
the young one round to my house. l
got sister thatll take good care of
her.n
Two weeks later Muggins died down
at the Island. After that, Sickim moved
away from his old neighborhood, for
somehow or other he took dislike 20 il.
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