The evening times., 1896-08-15

II ex-Congressnian Geary had been In
the police court this morning he would
have been compelled to assassinate Mr..
Pugh. the pros ecutor. for his liberal
protection OF Chinanian, ohm Sing, who
runs a laundry at No. Il17 Fourteenth
street.
John had in his employ Alice Ennis, a
colored girl. who is fond OF drawing her
pay daily. Yesterday afternoon, after a
complicated struggle with dirty menl-
oraDduni book, she found out that 60 cents
| was due her. and tried to collect Ii from
the laundryman.
Alice had been drinking, and John,
who never takes anything stronger than
q dose of dope, assumed an air OF sym.
pathy, promising her everything but the
money. Alice insisted upon having the
price OF one gin, and, when she was refused
grasped flat-iron and broke Sings ap
picus, or counting machine, which John
uses TO demonstrate what it costs to la un-
dry shirt or collar.
The Chinaman, who, like all of his kind,
is plentifully supplied with Police whistles,
blew one and two officers responded, ar
resting the girl for destroying private prop.
erty. This morning in court John, fat
faced, sun-dried complexioned oriental.
told Mr.. Pugh very confideDtially, "thaf
cullee gal raised hellee in my place"
He put in evidence the counting machine,
which Alice frankly admitted breaking.
"He owed me 60 cents, judge" she
said, land wudn't Civ it TO me-
.1hat was no excuse for smashing this
kindergarten business OF his.'' said Mr.
Pugh.
II had to get Square somewhere" re-
turned Ellis. "a plump, well-dressed mulatto.
"You should have entered civil suit
for your salary" admonished the prose
cutor.
SHE WAS CIVIL.
81 wuz just as cibiI as cud be to him."
replied the girl, land it didn't do no gull"
"You are fined ST, said the judge En-
ter 1t up. Mr.. Clerk"
Alice was pepniless,- and as she passed
back TO the cells two reporters Clipped in
90 cents each and set her free.
Policeman Mike Flynn, in the hall, who
swears by Mr.. Pugh. was dumbfounded at
his prosecuting the girl. "Oi am wild the
sand-lot's man agin the chinks," he said,
land that gurl orter chsnge Sings dhirt >
mooS Ter hot paym her-
George t. Keen is to Washington what
Toole, the tailor, not the actor. is to Lon
don, and Mr.. Keen has made F street al
most as famous a place for sartoral epi-
cures as has his English contemporary in
Bond street
Mr. Keen is an artist in his line, and ike
all artists is fcDd Of relieving his brain,
be cudgelled by attempts of originality, in
beauty sleep. Mr.. Keen lives at No. 324
s street northwest. His back yard, where
clothes props flourish, juts against that OF
Mr. Francis Davidson, special examiner in
the Tension Office, whose residence is No.
913 French street.
BREEDS FINE DOGS.
Tie luxurious dissipation Mr.. Keen finds
in devising new styles Mr.. Davidson seeks
in breeding dogs. These CANNES were re-
sponsibe for the government officials ap-
pearance in the police court this morning on
tile charge of destroying the peace OF the
neighborhcoi in maintaining barking dogs.
Mr.. Keen was the principal witness, and he
was the bestdressed man in court as he
took the stand.
He was attiredin black and W white check
suit that fitted him faultlessly. He told
Judge Scott that for over year his family
and himselfhadbeen annoyed and disturbed
by the howling of Mr.. Davidson's dogs
'.It has grown SO intolerable," said Mr.
K cen, rectifying a wrinkle in his trousers,
"that 1 have been compelled to bring the
matter to the attention OF the authorities.
I assure your honor that there is no per-
sonal feeling in the matter as far as. 1
am concerned"
And Mr.. Keen, who Is stout, handsome
and blonde. smiled pleasantly upon neigh
bor Davidson, seated in Mr.. Pugh's chair,
energetically twisting his loug mus
tache. Mr.. Keen said he had seen as
many as eleven dogs in his back yard, and
they usually howled in concert at dayhreak.
Mr.. Cunningham, who lives in the locality,
testified about the same. Mr.. Davidson
was his own lawyer, and refused to cross
examine either of the witnesses. He was
sworn, and refuted the statements Of Mr.
Keen. Mr.. Davidson said:
"Your honor, instead OF eleven dogs,
have only three. One OF them is always
kept In the front Of the house, and il is
impossible for these gentlemen to see him.
He is an old dog. sir. q very old dos, g,-one
of the finest English settlers ever bred in
this country
Mr.. Davidson languidly fumbled with his
gold watch chain, and began to give the
pedigree OF the brute.
"Heis cut Of Gladys by Gladstone and your
honor has. of course, heard of Gladstone"
HE KNEW GLADSTONE.
"ob, yes, yes,' hastily interjected the
court; "of the grand old man, certainly"
lis thy servant dog, that you should
say this tbing?" softly muttered Mr.. Pugh.
THE Gladstone l refer to- said Mr..
Davidson, lis the famous dog owned by
Col. Haywood, OF the Marine Barracks"
Now, Mr.. Davidson" exclaimed MIR.
Pugb, "let's drop the kennel book and
get on the question whether your dogs
barked or not''
mo. sir, certainly not" answered the
defendant: they are hunters, and you
don't think I would own q hunter that
would bark? think as much of my sleep
as does Mr.. Keen OF his, aud would not
endure any nuisance on my premises like
a barking dog"
Policeman Charles A. Keefe and Special
Officer Harry A. Mcbride said AIr. David
sons dogs never barked unless they were
attracted by some noise.