The evening times., 1896-03-04

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court tina, attorneys SHALL not be permitted
TO converse with prisoners in he dock unless
there is an order countcrsigned by Joseph
Potts, clerk OF the court.
This morning, while his honor was still
| busy over his eggs and coffee at his home,
woman in the dock shook her finger ut a
| group OF colored attorneys sitting in the
| roriorn courtroom, waiting for the wheels
| of the judicial mill TO revolve and crush
| hope aud liberty out or rev more human
| atoms.
| II wants dat mau wild de yaller hat
| she screamed.
| He was j Ohm Moss, vino wears n sOmbrcro
| like the headgear made fashionable In
| Johannesburg by Barney BarnatO's civil
| lied Kaffirs.
Moss stepped up to the raiiand wassternly
rebuked by Bailiff Cole.
| Cole Is Il severe voiced functionary who
| tcrrifles the dock with his harsh. command
ing voice. Rightly. he refused to Permit
| Moss conversation with the prisoner, be-
| cause the usual order was not AT hand.
MAJESTY OF THE LAW.
| ~ gave II 10 Madigan, the turnkey ex-
| postulated Moss.
Cole said that was transaction not In
| the world or his knowledge and waved the
indignant lawyer back. Moss sat down
| very hard In a chair and looked in the in
terror of his hat as though all South Africa
! was III there.
proval. while Flynn expanded his chest
several inches in the ecs,acy OF enthu-
siasn.
| Ken, me bye" he said to the bailiff,
"the ohId chap is all roight, the majicity
| of The law mushi be oisarvcd. An Its
mesilf dat will see IL DONE
| sure. Mike returned KendiS, frown-
\ mo hn
| The woman who caused this ripple on
| the mon0tonous waters of the daily routine
| is Belle Gaines.
| Caive i'll Carmen never had a more
passionate fling or wicked abandon than
| this mulutto woman, who cried dcfiantly
not guilty. to the charge OF vagrancy
| preferred 10y Policeman Warren.
| She was Il handsome creature of the oc-
| toroon type as snc stood this morning the
| first wretch TO scratch a line on the days
record. Her face had the contour and fire
OF rne South. Heavy gold crescents hung
from her ears and bands OF the same II etal
| weighed upon the fingers.
| Judge Kimhali, used to so many sin liar
| scenes, stared with more than usual energy
at the defendant. No Fclah girl, selling
| pigeons on the Niles Shiny banks, pos
| sesscd more impudent beauty than this
| woman.
| \ c.ram.l shirt waist flashed its color
| on her dusky face a nd made her look like a
| spot OF blood on the darkness and sqUalur
| of the pen.
BACK TO THE wORKHOUSE.
| Three days ago the workhOuse yawned
| and releas sed her. She goes back again
| The charge was based solely on her past
| Her record caused her to he sent down FOR
| thirty days. Policeman Kiimartin said a
! good word for her, but to no avail. She
| insisted on making a statement.
| Belle told of her past years, many Of
| them honest ones, many more that We're
not. She spoke with such apparant and
reckless truth ttat the court pitied and
| hushed her testimony.
"IIi do better if you release me-" she
| pleaded.
| An. 1 am afraid not. my girl. Your
| promises are like death-hed repentances,
| responded his honor, who cviGently does
| rot place much reliance in eleveDth-hour
| urotcstations. you must furnish bonds
| OF $50, or go to the workhouse for thirty
| days." ~
Abraham Briggs. vino lives on the Bright
wood road, has been driving Il black mare
| in his plasterers wagon for ten years. The
mares name was Nellie, and many are the
| confidential talks Abe has addressed to
| the creature while she was jogging along
| the country roads.
Yesterday Old Abe. in crossing the cable
| tracks at Fourteenth street and Pcnnsyl-
vania avenue, ran into coupe. The shaft
| of the vehicle struck Nellie fair in the
breast, throwing her to the hard, gray
| asphalt and breaking one OF the aninal's
| fore legs. A curious crowd collected and
watched the darkey remove the harness
and ease the mare by putting old iute sacks
under her. In time the inevitable police
man arrived.
Got to shoot that horse. old man."
he said shortly to Briggs after he had
| touched the limp hOof.
Good IAwd. boss, you amt a-goin'
ter kill NAH Nellie" whimpered Abe,
breaking his stifi legs in "A knceling position
as he put his rough hand on the mares
head There is only one thing in the world
gcntler than a soft hand. A rough one
moved by tender heart.
"Old gal, youse got ter CO." he said,
patting one of the ears that pricked up
at the sound of the wei.-known voice.
Nellie tried to raise up. She struggled Oh
her sound legs, and craned her lean, brown
neck until she saw the old sorrowful black
face.
A tail man in the crowd, wearing silk
hat and n big diamond pin. sworc vigor-
ou sly in his emotion, and wanted to know
why death mu ST come to the vag. Veteri-
ary Surgeon Greenfield came up and Po-
liceman McGrath entru sted the destruc-
ton of Nellie to him. The doctor took
the policeman's pistol, cooked it and
placed it against the beasts head, be-
tween the ears.
NELLIE WAS KILLED.
"wun mint, boss sobbed the old
man, Jest wun. till ! seZ goodbye" He
leaned over and carresscd the mare as