The sun., 1895-04-08
HELD UP BY HIS PRISONER.
HOW A PANBANDLER ESCAPED
ARREST IN BROAD DAYLIGHT.
Pressing a Pistol TO the Policeman's
EreRst in Crowded Cherry Street He
Made the omcsr Throw Up His Hands
and Back Awny-Another Onicer who
Was Not SO Much Afraid OF Firearms.

and Back Awny-Another Onicer who
Was Not So Much Afraid OF Firearms.
The residents of Cherry and Catharinc streets
are laughing over an incident that happened
shortly after o'clock yesterday afternoon in
front OF Hickcy's saloon, at 1+2 Cherry street
A policeman from the Madison street station
was held up by his prisoner III the street In reg
ular Western style, while tho people On the
block looked and applaudcd Those who
saw tho affair do not know the officers name
and the Madison street police refuse to divulgo
II. Sergeant King. who was at the desk at tho
station house last night, even denied that one of
his men had been humbled so, but nevertheless
there were several policemen In citizens clothes
out looking for the escaped prisoner.
The young desperate in question belongs to
that class of professional beggars tho residents
of Cherry street call "panhandlers." He camo
strollng down Catharine street q few minutes
before o'clock. With him was woman named
Shea. The afternoon stroll was uneventful
until they turned tho corner of Catharine and
Cherry streets. There one o: the dozen young
fellows who make tho corner their headquarters
made a romark about tho appearance of the
panhandler's lady fren'." The remark was
overheard, as 1t was intended to be. The pan
handler told his companion to wait in door
way. Then he turned and went back to the
gang.
Say" said he. "if do bloke dat made dat
remark will step out I'll use his mug for a
drum
No one showed any inclination to have a tat
too beaten on his face. and the panhandler be-
gan to walk away. AS he turned. one of tho
crowd, who was bolder than his companions
said. "Rats!" He was sorry he had done so
few moments later. for the panhandler wheeled
about in time to who had spoken. Tho Of
fender was promptly knocked down, and the
fight become general. Then the policeman ap-
peared and the crowd fled. Tho panhandler
stood his ground. IIo was ordered to move on.
but evinced no haste in obeying tho command.
The policeman didn't think THE man moved
quickly enough. So. after some angry words.
he placed him under arrest. The officer. with
his prisoner started up Cherry street. They got
| as far ms Hickey's saloon. where tho panhandler
| suddenly drew q revolver. and. before the
astonished policeman could utter a word, the
| muzzle OF the weapon was pressing against his
breast. just over tho heart.
Throw up your hands!" shouted the pam
handler.
| Up went the hands.
Fork over yer gum" was the next order.
"Aint got any," said the crestfalen officer.
Then. after glance at the grinninn faces NIL
about him. he added, apologetical!y:
do you think II / had a gun I'd let you hold
inc up?"
No CUFF. now, sonny" was the panhandlcr's
chilling retort. Just keep them dukes up an
sneak. Back down tho street, dye hear?'
| With ghastly smilo on his face tho police
man obeyed. With hands high over his head he
hagan backing down the street, while the crowd
OIL the sidewalks and the innumerable occupants
| of the windows yelled and jeered at him. The
panhandler lost no time in getting away.
| Come" he said to the Shea woman. and the
pair walked briskly down the street, vanishing
in the doorway of tenement half block from
| the saloon.
Hundreds OF persons saw the incident from
| beginning to end.
Tho officer is Q new man in the precinct, one
of those sent to the Madison street station while
| tho regular men are taking the census.