The San Francisco call., 1896-04-26
Fickle Miss Lenamie Gets Her
Admirers Into the Police
Court.
POLICEMAN PETERS ARSON CASE
The Stranded Sailors Pathetic Story.
Telling Troubles to the
Police.

tearfulIy into the City Hall and told his
troubles to the police. The general and
gratuitous admonition ''to go tell your
troubles to the police is not without
rhyme or season, for there is no place
where human woes poured out from a soul
surcharged with grief will find a fuller
hearing.
The tenor of Hugo's plant was that
John Gerrish, a bottle-washer, under the
drive of mighty wrath land inspiration
of the probable fact that Mary Lenamie,
domestic, would be the prize to the victor),
had clicked him. The term clicked y
which the pastry cook had used to char
acterize the manner of his overthrow,
is not happy one; neither was he him
self happy one subsequent to the opera
ton.
The joint affection of Hugo and Mary
will be the theme of amatory odes around
Bryant and Ritch streets for years to come.
They loved, alleges the complaint, until
| the bottle-washer flung himself. frog-like,
into the pool of their love-life, and the
ripples of his plunge broke its placidity
forever. Mary-hence her lovers tears
Mary didn't rebuke the presumptuous at
tentions of the bold intruder, but, alas,
started in to keep her two beaus on what
is commonly known as "a string" Her
wayward heart-ah! Mary-futtered to
the bottle washer when Schmidt was fab
ricating pies.
Hugo expostulated, Mary prevaricated,
and the bottle-man congregated around
the tickle maid until the ineyita BILE fighting
came on.
1t was at Bryant and Ritch streets the
three met, and Mary saw her Schmidt
licked" as he himself expressed it when
he told his troubles to the police.
After the pastry man had sworn out the
complaint and brought his victor rival
within the menace Of the law, he did some
thinking. He recollected then that Mary
had witnessed his overthrow with some
thing akin to satisfaction, at least without
any perceptible grief. Following this, came
"reminiscences of Mary's other heartless
acts in relation to himself. Then he dried
his tears.
Had he remembered this in time he
would not have chosen the stern arbitra-
ment of war. Then he wanted to with
draw the complaint, because he had no
animosity toward the man who had done
SO much to awaken him to the clear con-
clusion that she was mo good.'' But he
was unable to quash proceedings and was
told that the State of California was not
personally concerning itself with Mary's
loves, but the assault and battery on him
SELF
Schmidt left the City Hall with the OBJ
serYation that there were better fish in the
sea than Mary.
Policeman Peters went to the warrant
clerk after authority to haul an abusive
resident of his beat into the shadow of the
City Prison. He informed the clerk that
he desired to bring the offender in on
charge of drunkenness, disturbing the
peace, obstructing the sidewalk, melting a
riot, making threats to do great bodily in
jury, and using language calculated to
cast doubts upon the respectability of the
policeman's profession and parentage. Po-
liceman Peters also charged this very bad
citizen with having made threats to COM
NIT arson.
When asked for details regarding this
crowning crime Policeman Peters stated
that the fellow said he (Peters) was a
something that can only be expressed in
print by dashes and that he (the citlzen)
had blank blank big pull with the Police
Commissioners and would have Peters
roasted if not fired bodily from the force
Mr.. McDermott, who resides in nice,
modernly built house of his own away
down on Ninth street, had Mr.. Rickstein
arrested on q charge of obstructing the
sidewalk.
Mr. Rickstein not only keeps Junk
store which occasions Mr.. McDerm oft s
unbounded scorn, but he has q way of
making unfavorable remarks about Mr..
McDermott's nationality. He is we'll edu-
Gated and can "bla'guard," as Mr.. Nc
Dermott terms it, the neighbors in many
tongues. Mr.. McDermott, it may be said
en- passant, spoke one only, but the pho
netic quality of his voice and the innum-
erable quantity of his words more than
balanced Mr.. Rickstein's polyglot powers.
They had often conversed over the back
ward fence, referring in uncomplimentary
terms to each others race characteristics
and casting reflections upon the social
standing of their maternal ancestors. A
few days ago McDermott found a box Of
'sold clo'" in front of Mr.. Rickstein's shop
and swore out the charge of obstructing
the sidewalk. Their eloquent debate was
continued in the Police Court.
Didn't tell ye that yer d. old trash
was an affinse to the block? p
"Didn't you tell me to come around the
corner for three minutes and let you smash
my bones?"
7.Didn't tell you if you left any more
crates of bottles feminist my gate I'd put
the law on ye?"
'Didn't you tell me you'd lay me away
with my forefathersP'
"Didn't ye air yer junk on me back
fince, and-?'
Didn't you have all the policemen on
the beat poking around after microbes
among my"
Didn't ye-?"
Didn't you-P"
Then the court interposed itself be tween
| them and shut off further debate.
Andrew Johnson sat in Police Court
"bird-cage" yesterday morning all alone
and awaited his fate. Out before the bar
the lawyers were fighting over another
case, the crowd trying it in their own
| minds and he was for the time being for