The sun., 1896-09-14
RESERVE SQUAD BERATED.
sKoUBL OF CAPT CRoss's TALK
WIN SERGEANT M'CoRMICk.

DlE Policemen Rouned froD oiumber 70 NJ
RsprinAnded for Net ReportinG Before
| coinG 20 Rsd-The sad Fail of Detee
| uvs-Fron Hnwkshaw 20 n Dry Nurse
Only Capt. Cross and Sergeant Mccormick Of
the Leonard street station can tell what passed
| between them yesterday afternoon, and prob
ably Capt Cross will not tell. Certainly. Mo-
| Cormick won't. At any rate, after the Captains
departure, tho Sergeant was soro and irritable
On Sunday evening II 10 not etiquette for the
Sergeant OF tho Leonard street station to wear
anything but q smile-that is, In addition to his
uniform. The Wholesale houses with which the
precinct 10 crowd ed arc closed all day, the street
is empty and the blotter is as free from entry OF
crime as the children's page Of the similar book
kept by the recording angel on the day before
ChrIstmas. Only an occasional lost child breaks
the m otony OF the roll calls and the formal re-
ports
A reporter, who called for the record Of q
Saturday night arrest, found Sergeant McCor-
mick last evening vainly endeav oring to scratch
tho polished space on the top Of his head whore
the hair used to grow. The Sergeant evidently
was not even In his ordinary everyday pleasant
mood. Much less did he wear his Sunday smile.
He was evidently waiting for somebody. There
was an anticipatory smile upon his grim fea-
lures that was not pleasant to eco. He waved
the visitor to one side.
Wait" he said, shortly. Just waltz"
Tho doorman entered from the back Of tho
room and saluted.
They're coming. Sergeant" he said, and hur-
red out to the front door. vainly endeayoriug to
suppress giggie.
On the doorman's heels came a sleepy police
man. His nightstick was under his right arm
and lie was buttoning the bottom button OF his
coat with difficulty. With his left hand ho was
rubbing his eyes. As he approached tho Ser
geant's desk he grasped his nightstick and
touched his helmet
"well, Sergeant ?" he said.
Sergeant Mccormick jumped forward in his
chair.
We'll :" he cried. well we'll That's
what want to know. Well! Bad, l say. Well.
indeed" This with great sarcasm. "will you
kindly inform me where you have been. II you
And he gave the desk terrific slap with his
Been sleep. Sergeant" said the astounded
entity believing. that he was in a nightmare.
" Been asleep, On reserve duty"
born i ssieepp How long ing have You been ssiespi
and get ,cheetea { o. the slate !, ~ the Sergeant
Did get checked" put In the policeman hur-
tell you, And that goes. There isn't any mark
on the slate to show that you were up stairs,
Ne1 VOW y 10 BED To1
that the Sergeant checks you. You will OBJ
serve" concluded the Sergeant with super,
put opposite your name on the roll slate the
word Bed speit with three letters. Thus,
AS the P"trenan nssHiy oSeyed. the reporter
stepped forward TO the rail. Sergeant MoCor-
mes With re- smiie snd ether sgns
from tho Interview with the Captain. waved
him i back !, again,
There's five more coming"
Tn The next patrolman appeared Immediately.
were trying to d pndsrstand somethinS m iSat some @
body on tho other side OF the door had been try
ing to toll him. The first victim was evidently
detailing his experiences In the back room.
The Sergeant did not wait for this one to roach
Here, there" he cried. what did you bring
that night stick down for2 IL I'd have wanted
You to bring your night stick down I'd . said so.
%hHs Hs!.tl,yy did you bring it down fOr' DoormAn"
Did you tell these men to bring their night
stick. ="
An right. Now, you! When did you go to
bed and why didn't YOU report Hsyt"
something in particular. and not being bed
checked" in general. - Between each interview
the hss Tn 'sGs +. be rail. as he ss
Walt he sad; = This re one used to be .
horrible blow to him. finn not mistaken We
will hear from him.
The former Headquarters man came In with
the unnecessary nightstick fercsly eripped.
His mead was set for ward aRRressively, and his
shoulders swung as he walked.
We'll" he said. with the air Of having
pushed into crowd OF West street 'longshore-
men, whats the matter now"
whats the mAtteri That's my question.
! want 20 know. What Ia the matter. sir ?
Why-didn't t-you-get-checked-fo for-bed 2"
Tho former detective protested mildly. but
firmly. that there WAS no cause for the repre-
mand, and gave his reasons They were not
valid in the SerEeants opinion.
. Al any rate. the patrolman intimated that II
hardly seemed consideratc in the Sergeant TO
pull six men out OF bed for o matter that could
be attended TO at almost any other time II
there were any real reason for being walked up
he said. he wouldn't mind so much.
All right" said the Sergeant sweetly.
"Thera 10 n lost child in the back room. Take
II over to HeadQuarters and bury back, for
there may be something else by that time"
AS the chastened and humbled policeman
passed out Of the door with the dirty faced
Rriny- frocked midget cling!ng to his hand, the
Sergeant leaned back In his chair and bask ed
FOR a moment In his own resurrectcd emile.
" only hope" he said. and he looked a little
remorseful. that he doesn't eat the kid before
he reaches Mulberry street.
" But, any way, tho next time the Captain
wants TO know whore the men are. will DO
able to tell him
1t is we'll for the inhabitants OF the Fifth pre-
cinct that they did nothing last night to neces-
state the calling out of the reserves.