The evening times., 1896-03-07
MARY WANsEE's WASHING
She Went to Get Money for Work She
Had Done, but Trouble Resulted.
James HensOn's Pencliant for Paper.
Two Types of Tough Humankind.
Scenes in the Dock.

Mr.. Pugn fOndled his brilliant red neck
tie into proper adjustment when he saw
them, and even the judge gave his big mus
tache an extra twiri.
Thirty prisoners drank the coffee and
ate the sandwiches handed out by the per
spring Flynn, and the ma jOrity of them
were marched into Judge kimballs dock,
where they lined up to await his HOnor's
disposition or their cases.
They differed very little from the every
day crowd. The same charges. the same
excuses and promises, and ine same fines
and lectures were repeated again and
again from the opening of the court until
the last case was tried and Bailiff Kendig,
with three raps on the table, announced
that court was adjourned.
Put yo' arms 'roun' me, honey,
Even ef yo' hab no money;
Lub me little, lub me long"
SHOCKED EVEN THE POLICE.
So sang Mary Wansee, colored, during
the early hours of yester-evc, when she
thought her love was true. Later, though
she found him making fond declarations
TO "a sister whose complexion was lighter
than her own, whereupon she did and said
things that shocked even the police.
"She got in a row with woman named
Ncltie Caster about her lover about 9
O'Clock last night" said the officer, In a
way denoting little sympathy with the
torture of a bruised ana bleeding heart.
"She stood in front OF the woman's house.
cursing and swearing. and arrested her"
II went down to dat womans house to
see dis young man. judge, an to git
some money rum him, To- washin'. He
Ibis wild dat woman. an she was loukin'
out de window an cursin' at me. ] didn't
use no inflame language
Il guess she got mad with you because
you went to see her fellow" commented the
court.
No. sab; no, sab; washes TO him, an
went dere to git my money. De officer
didn't hear me swear none"
well. take licr bOnds,'' said the judge,
and Mary walked out triumphantly.
when James Henson's name was called
out by the clerk. a diminutive negro. very
black, and OF the most remarkable as
pect. stepped up to tie front rail. He held
In his hand. in the most aristocratic man-
ner. tall plug hat, and his dirty bow tie
surmounted a wide expanse OF equally
dirty white shirt front.
In the center of his shirt front he had
pinned big, fiat piece of mother-cf-pearl,
that looked like a policeman's shield. He
was charged with rae rancy. and the clerk
entered a plea of not guilty.
STICKS IN HIS POCKET. O. -
II found him about $3.50 this morning.
of paper" said the officer. He had both
arms full of paper and his pocckts were
packed with little sticks. lie didn't know
what street he was on, and think he must
be crazy
Haven't l had him examined" asked
the court.
'.He was here once for stealing a front
porch, Judge" said Bailiff KeDdig. ''He
was discharged, though, but never exam
ined." .
Come around here, Old man." called the
court. what have you got to say?" a
Bout paper?" mildly.
NO; wnat were you doing on the street
al That time of morning. ..
II was gittin' paper
But where had you been?''
"Out 10 Chevy Chase. l was dcre lookin'
fer job wild de pick an shovel"
"Who knows you?"
"Eberybody."
"Well, name some one"
well, de clerk in de grocery store mex
door to me knows me. / deals wild i'm.
He knows me fer a perfect man."
Il don't think this man has a sound mind.
We had better take his bonds.'
The clerk accordingly took his personal
bonds, and the judge said:
go home"
THANK yo' sah," said the old fellow,
and sapping his tall hat on his matty head
he strutted forth.
PAT AND KETTLE.
James Edwards, a type of the South
Washington negro, was in the dock, charged
by EDen Jones, another type, with using
profaI,e and indecent language. He pleaded
not guilty, and the prosecuting witness
took the stand.
"SeIgt. Daley an lot of 'em were lOokin'
fo' Sylvester Jones an he cum in my place
M
Jones. / tole him no, didn't know
Sylvester Jones AN de mex day saw in de
papers whar Sylvester Jones had bin rested
TO grave-robbin' i We're rcadin' it to
Jim Edwards an some otncr in my place,
an he said he didn't want to heah notllin'
bort il.
''Yo' tole de officers about 'im,' he
said Den he said CT / said l didn't
was SC an SO, an had him rested"
"Sho', dey wuznt muffin in it, judge"
said Edwards. "Dis Mr.. Jones an me has
q way Oh runnin' on wild each other an
wus iokin' wild i'm. / wus eatin' in his
COOK shop wen he read bout de grave
robbers. but didn't swear at 'im."
Didn't you use any profanity?''
"No, sah."
"Well, go home"
John Booth, a very black and greasy old
negro, was charged with being an habitual
He has been locked up overnight at the
station-house a number of times lately
for being drunk" said the officer. Last
night he came and asked for lodging, very
drunk and I arrested him."
Have you no home, old MANI" 4 sked the
Judge.
'Aw, yes, sah."
'.WelI, where is it?''
II Ibis on Twenty-secon' street."
what did you go to the station-house
foi?"
''well, judge, were little tight"
Fifteen days"
Charles Shaffer and Robert Sorrell, river
men, were charged by Policeman Roberts
with drunkenness and profanity. They were
walking along NJ street, shouting, swearing
and disturbing the peace in other ways.
I'VE come over here yistiddy TO load
a canal boat, judge" said Sorrell. I'VE
didn't bring our lunch with us, and wen
the canal boat tug didn't come after us
we had to so uptown to get somethin' to
eat"
"You went to get something to drink,
I guess" said his honor. "If you had
stopped at eating you would have been
all right"
I'VE calculated to go back to Alexandria
on the tug, you know"
''well, have you any money to pay your
fines?"
mo. sir; we spent all we had yesterday"
'Will you go right back to Alexandria If
let you Off"
"Yes, sir.''
"well, I'll give you the show. Take their
bonds"
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