The evening times., 1896-10-02

man, who said he was a stenogra pher from
| Rochester, N. Y, named James Wilson.
''What are you doing in my yard"" asked
Barnes, goud-naturedly.
Il was after something to eat," replied
Wilson, ragged and unkempt.
You arenot very cerem onious about your
way of obtaining it, remarked the de-
tective, watching with some alarm the safe
ty pins holding Wilson'S trousers together.
"A man usually isn't when he's got the
gnaw in his breast | have replied the
youth.
His actions were so suspicious that
Barnes, after furnishing him with break
fast. told him he'd have to go to the sta
ton house.
Who are you?' demanded Wilson.
only an Officer smiled Barnes, ex-
hbiting his badge.
Wilson sInotc his hands together in de-
spair. My luck" he growied, Just to
fall in your hands" He willingly ac-
coinpanied Barnes. who, on searching him,
found razor in his pocket.
When Wilson came to court today there
were two charges against him. yagrancy
and carrying concealed weapons.
Judge kimball heard the first charge.
and the defendants bad luck continued To
follow him.
Wilson Is slenderly built, with clear,
blue eyes and brown hair. His face is
intelligent. and with the use OF little
soap and water would be good looking.
His attire had reached the extremity Of
wretchedness, and he presented the ap-
pearance OF having been on the road a
long time. He was not discomposed on the
stand, and answered all the judges ques-
tions with oalmncss.
LOST HIS PLACE.
Il was stenographer,' he said, I'm
Rochester, and losing my place there, came
south to find work.
Have you found any YETI inquired
his honor.
"A little in New York, but my clothes
got on the bum and l could not make a
presentable appearance, so no one would
employ me-"
You had no right in Detective Barnes
yard said the Judge. That is a very
suspicious circumstance against ycu. /
am afraid you area confirmed tramp"
That l have been tranIping | do not
deny" admitted Wilson, glancing sir
donically at his broken shoes and tattered
trousers
hoW uiu you Eet W W NaShihEtuH iIobi
New York;" asked the judge.
ION the cars said Wilson, shortly.
What sort OF cars?" probed the court
mot in a Pullman" smiled Wilson. Il
came here by freight
The judge said e though the proper place
for Wilson was the workhouse, and gave
him thirty days, although Wilson men
toned he had never been arrested before. |
Upstairs Judge Miller treated him u little |
differently,
Wilson explained he used the razor to |
shave himself and not for any wicked |
purpose, q statement his honor believed.
"wilsou," said his honor. you told me |
you intended going South from here"
"Yes, sir because it is warmer there"
"Yes, and Just as soon as the blue birds |
whistle, you'll he hack looking for life in
the East, but you won't find it,
Wilson made a modest answer, Which |
made an impression on the Judge.
Somebody" asserted the court. should |
get a hold of you and try and make a man
of you. / thiDk 1t is in you. / can't see |
what pleasure you can find in tramping |
1t is incxphcable TO me You VIII soon find |
all your senses blunted if you lead tue life |
long"
JUDGE HELD OUT.
The Judge released him on his personal |
bonds. and he was sent downstairs again, |
where Prosecutor Richardson interested
himself i'll the case. He saw Wilson, aud
found lie was not only a stenographer, but
an expert one. He brought him into court.