The evening times., 1896-03-26
TWO STUDENTS OF CRIME
Timers Who Watch the Po.
lice Court Closely.
ARE COSTIGAN AND H0GG
They Watched His Honor as He Sen
fenced u Brave Soldier Who Has
Been Conquered by Drink-There
Were Also Several Women In the
Dock.

At last q warm and genuinely genial
sun shot its radiance into the police court
this morning. 1t striped the floors and
walls In bars of amethyst, falling CRATE
fully on the pen, generally so dim and OBJ
scure in the shadow cast by the dull lead
colored walls. The bailirfs lifted every
window and flared every curtain, giving
wide empire to the alr and color of the
glorious spring day.
But the sunlight of thousand ccE-
turies could not entirely dissipatc the
ominoIs landscape of blackness in the dock.
The worlds colossal lantern can never
penetrate the closters of crime, dim, un-
impenetrable, terrible. The heat of the
hour fretted the prisoners in the dock and
they stalked and chafed against their con-
fines like wild animals newly Gagged.
Their situation wasadmiringly commented
OH by two of the courts oldest Ia bitues,
Terence O'Shamus Costigan and William
John Hogg. Both Hogg and Costigan
used to be red offenders, but they have
braced up in late years, spending their
days at the court where they once posed
SO often as offenders. Costigan is a
short, rosy, pippin faced Irishman, bowed
OF leg and ready OF tongue. He is living
Oh Il pension, and since the whisky habit
left him has enjoyed life with
the philosophy of his race. Hogg
is also a pensioner and his proudest recol-
lection, that after countless attempts he
succeeded in getting clerk and haiiiffs
TO call his name rightly when arraigneh.
After that triumph of hearing himself
called Hogg, instead of Bogg, LOgg,
Dogg, etc, he quit drinking and now poses
as n student of crime. Hogg is n dignif!ed
man, running TO tobacco juice and dirty
Iii l.. IL tg..s sIa..
fashion of Henry Clay, and has a pred-
lection for splitting at a mark, generally
landing on some unfortunate spectators
shoes.
Terry he said to Costigan, "what do
you think OF that cage full of prisoners?'
"Wot do tink?" replied Costgan, bow
ing TO an old acquaintance in the dock.
II tink If l was Soonday-schull t'achcr
Id bring me class down here every mornin'
and show em the progresshun av croime."
Terry, boy, that, sir, is worthy idea
returned Hogg commendingly, "and I'd
suggest few missionaries. An, Terry,
do you remember those long nights in our
hard beds in the Eastern marshes? What
n change, sir; what CHANGE and Hogg
bit off an enormous chew OF navy plug
expectorating with cheerful inaccuracy IN
the patent leather boot OF Il dude witness.
Its well l remember replied Costi-
gan, shaking his fist at the indignant wit
ness; 'an l also rccollect yer swipln' n
'alf-pint from me pocket whin shlept, and
drinkin' yersilf wild-eyed dhrunk."
"Sh," said Hogg. mo memories, sir;
they offend me. The court approaches.
Silencel'
SHE DRANK TOO MUCH.
Mary Smith, whose name was McCoBvey
before she married an old soldier, visited
the house OF Johanna Quill, in the poodle
last night, and with that notorious charac-
ter, whose name has figured extensively in
the records OF the police court and the work
house, disposed OF considerable beer and
porter, mixed. Johanna's ability in the
of malt and other stiInulants is
phenomenal. Mary has not been fashioned
so generously by nature as to win the repu-
tatiOn OF being living tank, like Johanna.
The latter became incense1 al Mary when
She refused to help finish the sixth growler.
and ordered her from the house.
Mary Smith, McConvey what was!'
cried Johanna, you're a disgrace ter
yer six. You can't drink loike u laydee.
Take yer rags and yer jags from me door"
Johanna grabbed poor Mary by the shoul-
iers and forced her into the street. Mary.
and drunk, staggered aim
essiy around Massachusetts avenue, find
ng temporary support against friendly
ampposts and tree boxes. until the mix
HB Iti Oilti tpHAIti,
and she fell In heap on q corner.
Policeman Pat Creagh, one of Lieut.
kelly's stars, an all-round, good-hearted
officer, found Mary sleeping comfortably
OH the cold, hard pavement as she might |
have slumbered once, in baby da vs., fast and
warm in a mothers arms. close to a
breast. Creagh turned the dis
heycled head toward the light that streamed
from the window of neighboring store
- .,.s,gsst
ing straight for some months past, until
Creagh called the patrol wagon. and the
still senseless drunk, was carried
to the Sixth precinct station.
CREAGH BEGGED HER OFF.
This morning Creagh told the court OF
The defendants previous good record, and
asked the court toaccept her personal bonds
"She is all right when she keeps away
from the Quill woman" said Pat, winking
at the defendant.
Come up here, Mary said the court,
and tell me about yourself
Mary, twisting her thick, violet black hair
in a coil, with the tears flooding her
lark gray eyes, typical Irish eyes. shad-
owed by heavy dark lshes, stumbled to the
table where the attorneys sit.
Judge. yer amer, l was drinkin' last
Yes. justlike eeverybodyc else whodrinks,''
said the court. The great trouble with you
S whisky. What did you go to that house
'or?''
Mary. with her eyes glued on Crcagh's
ace, replied that she didn't know but she
would never go there again.
b I'D like to believe that. Mary" said the
,ourt. On the officers statement I'll take |
sour personal bonds. Now, you have one
more chance. Make the best OF it,
1T 'ank you, sur" said Mary, with choke |
n her voice, ''an' may the good La wd bliss |
'er 'anner an Misther Creagh."
HE sPRANG TO ARMS.
When Old Glory was in danger and the |
irst shot at Fort Sumter rang across the |
continent, George Woodbury.. in his North |
rn home, sprang to arms, and he served all I
through the war with distinction and cou- |
'picuous bravery. He made the long journey |
% the sea with Sherman S army, and fought |
lnder that commander in all the famous |
,attles with which his name is indelibly |
associated. Woodbury's taste of war Gre
ted another taste, that terrible appetite
or liquor So often attached to the bravest |
md best. OF late he has fallen a complete |
lave to the habit. and keeps drunk from PEN
ion day to pension day.
1t is especially cowardly in his case; q
earless soldier and sturdy fighter, under |
he passion Of dipsomaniac, is neg
Getting an invalid wife and helpless chill
lren. His wife suffers from epileptic |
its, requiring constant watching. Wood
Jury has been on spree for several weeks,
md the care, of his family has devoIved
lpon his brother-in-law, W. J. Staub. |
,taub complained of his wifc's brothers
lotions, and the police arrested the vet
ran on the charge of yaYrancy Stauh