The evening times., 1896-12-30

| road at Deanwood, the first station bcyont
Benning, So this morning for violating th'
police regulations in failing to raise til,
| gates Immediately after the passage of ;
| train, thereby. in the words Of the regu
| lation, obstructing the free passageway oi
the crossing.
| Policeman Boland testified that on tn,
2Sth OF December the gates were down
| after a train had passed nearly five min
| utes, although he was not willing to swear
| positively to the period, as he had not
F.! timed it.
Il called to Pielet that the gates should
| be raised, but lie paid no attention to NE,
| said Boiand, land as started up the stairs
after him / told him he was violating the
law"
What did he say to that" asked Prose
cutor Pugi.
HE said to HI with the law, - an
| swered Boland, who added that there was :,
train standing fifty yards away, but it
had passed the crossing.
Pielet ON his behalf said he was busy
with the telegraph instrument at the time
Boland spoke 10 him, and was not able to
attend to the gates.
Il used the remark about to HI with
the law he admitted, "be cause
couldn't do two things at once
He said further there was an engine near
the gates that was liable To back up.
The regulation says the gates must he
raised Immediately after the passage OF a
train" explained Judge Kimball; that
don't mean five minutes, but at once.
shall impose fine OF So.
We'll, l haven't any money replied
Ger OF the road paid his fine.
When woman falls her desccntis quicker
than some meteor lost In the abyss Of
space. and of all such hopeless creatures,
there is none so hopeless as johanna Q uill.
who was the one woman in the COCK Of
the police court today. There is little
left in which to recognize the Irish beauty
OF twenty years ago, who crossed the
ocean to search for fortune in the new world,
and after all has found only ignominy and
shame, SO siIamelcssit it cannot lie described.
True, there is still the womanly, dark,
midnight eyes. and the thick, blue BLACK
hair, characteristic of her race, but the
eyes are wanton and Shrcwish. and the
hair, unkenpt, curls in snaky locks around
her wicked face, urseXed from dissipa-
ton, with its cracked lips, puffed cheeks,
furruwed and rouged by rum, and her
yawning, crater of mouth, defilcd by
broken jags Of teeth. and a furred, feverish
tongue. In some swell cafe my lady
sits today, where thick carpets dcaden the
heaviest football. and the we is fed with the
pleasures OF exquisite pictures and rich
hangiugs. Walters glide in and out the
warm, pcrfurued rooTu, silent as eunichs.
One of them places by my lady's plate
thin-stemmed glass, in which "A thousand
sparks foam and struggle to the surface,
as he pours from a carefully-na pkined bot
tie the wine that is only born III the sun
shine OF French vine var r,is.
She sips it with delicious languor, and
forgcts everything but the present, and the
thought that She can have all the cold bot
ties she wants, for the avcEentlcman who
sits opposite is there to answer her slightest
whim-her IN ost willful caprice.
If into that room could come the vision
of the woman who stood today behind the
bars of cell in a police court, lost Jo-
hanna, once herself in the upper crust If
Bohemia ray lady might find the taste Of
the wine little acrid, the atmosphere Of
the room a trifle close, and the small talk
of her companion rather stale and common
place. But there is no Mephisto there to
encompass such magic; no Mephisto. cx-
cept it he the gentleman in the faultle>s
clothes, leaning over the table until the
subtle perfume from the Parma yiolets
reach her ncstrilS as she Ianguidly consents
to open another bottle. She is on the quick
sands that swallowed Johanna, and in the
stretch of time itInay be her fate to stand
where johanna is standing now and listen
her with disorderly conduct.
Johanna, are you guilty or not guilty.
inquired Clerk Lum Harper.
Speak up, Joe, like a little lady,"
urged Kendig, as Miss Quill smiled and
grimaced at him.
me mother was ladee, jist the same as
yours" hummed Johanna. Put me down
as guiltee," she cried in her voice, through
which is still running Il little music of the
brogue.
rs it an ordinary case?" inquired his
honor of Policeman Strange
NO, sir. l shuIld say not replied the
officer; 1T is Z IN ost extraordinary CASE
1T can't be extraordinary 10 me-" com
mented Prosecutor Pugh. Nothing Jo-
hanna does can astonish me-
"She was trying to get into a mans house
near Scaton School, said Strange, land
had the neighborhood aroused with her
oaths and cries. When | arrested her
she laid flat on he ground and kicked her
heels in my face"
Thirty days. said the Judge, abruptly,
take her back. Mr.. Kcndig,'' he added, as
Johanna began to show signs of breaking
out.
"Oh, I'll serve me time all right scream
ed Johanna, as the bailiff CHASED her to a
Cell, where She talked to the reporters.
Say, byes, twinty years ago was a butte"
she said. IAN held me oWn wild the best
OF i'm. Many's the hi igh- niutin feller I've
drank wine wild. amt that so, rat,'' she
said, appealing to Turnkey Madigan
"Yes, Jo,' returned Madigan; II remem-
Der you when you were fresh and hand
some, and didn't axe drop
''It was a cocktail give me the thirst"
She said, her head drooping. and speaking
as il to herself.
Il wish had one now she ran on.
I'D have all koinds of foine dreams.
Pap, kin / ask the gintleman fer little
MadiEan consented, and Johanna was
handed n quarter.
what are you going to do with it," he
asked, idly, knowing full well.
Snuff; it's me one comfort" sighed Jo-
hanna, beginning to relate her adventures
on Christmas Day. Il got 81 8 from Col.
Wood she said, with great glee. "You
know he has charge Of me estate" this with
a sly wink at another woman in the cell,
AN carried me husband that's to be.
Gawge Salisbury, to dinner. We blew it
all, down to the last cint."
Where did you dine, Jo?'' asked Mad
gan.
Miss Quill nut her red arms aiknbo ON