The evening times., 1896-05-25
DEVICES OF THE ARTFUL
One Infant Has Been Made to Create
sympathy for II Number of Female
Prlsoners-Mary's Vehement Pro-
test Againstth the A buse of Her Name.
Other Police Court Scenes.

| ldilS.
Kendir made the einsinua ton that he diln
believe il was always the parent OF TIN
child who had it.
~ have seen, sir,'' he said to Costigan
before court opened, "a half a dozen womeI
at different times in the dock with tn
same kid. An when they get on tht
stand, believe they pinch 'em to make 'en
cry
AN it's thetinder hearted man his anne
is" said Cos, that lie can't sthand u
aginst the cryin' OF a babby."
what man with any blood in his vein
can?' said Hogg. "A baby is the mos
helpless, to-be-pitied, creature in the world
| The particular baby in the dock cried S
.oudly that the bailiffs had to put tn,
mother and child back in the cells until tn
infant was pacified. Whether the baby wa
The offspring of the woman or not, 1t shoul,
have been released earlier from the close of
| fensjve atmosphere in the crowded court
room.
| ARRESTED FOR BEGGING.
Mr.. John McMullin, in dirty shirt ant
| faded blouse, who lives near Burnt Mills
was arrested yesterday afternoon by Po
| liceman Speare for begging, McMullr
| asked two small boys for . cents, which he
| didn't get.
McMulin said he had never been in court
before. and very likely he told the truth.
where do you come from'?'' asked the
| court.
'Silver Springs, sur"
what were you doing in Washington?
Il come in, sur, to git me washin'.''
McMullin said his washcrwoman lived or
B or c street, near Tenth. He got mix ed
up as TO the exact locality of the place .ind
became confused when the Judge questioned
him closely.
As the Judge probed him per anddeepcr
the perspiration rolled In great drops dowI
from Macs bald head and sunburned face
what did you want with that five
cents:" continued the court.
ITO pay for me washin'" replied the
prisoner, now in a Turkish bash sweat from
fear.
Five ceuts?" repeated the judge in a
high pitched voice of astpnishment. How
much washin' can you get for five cents?'
he questioned, cunningly inserting the
probe beeper in McMullin's remarkable
story.
an sun! tings" for a nickelfrom his cut-rate
!auudress.
A SHARP EXAMINATION.
Then the judge commenced an examina
ton OF McMullin's geographical knowledge
OF Silver Springs and vicinity. A young
lawyer in the courtroom, who took an inter-
est in McMuilin, stepped up TO the rail and
said II live in that nciEhborhood, and if
your honor will permit me, can find out
positively whether he is telling the truth"
McMulin answered every quest ion cor
rectly; said he had been living on Mr.. Rap
ley's place for two years, described the To-
cality of Judge Miller's residence at Ia
koma, and convinced the awyer of the truth
OF his statements, who said as much to
Judge Kimball.
Il am going TO take your personal bonds
this time, McAlullin," said the court,
but don't be caught begging again, or it
will go hard with you. And let me advise
you to have your washing done nearer
home"
"Dade Oh will, sur said McMunIn.
thanking the judge fervently, AMI passing
out in 4 melting condition.
MARIE WAS OBSTINATE.
"Mah-ree Ferry-ee," sang out Clerk Ear-
per.
Come out cher, Maree,'' said Kendig,
tugginG at an apopleCtic colored wOmaD
who refused to leave the line.
"Doan't call me out my name, man."
said she, savagcly, to the clerk. My Chris
sun bon name is Mary Lis'bcth Ferry,
an dey amt no use er putin so much eein
on ter it,"
We'll, Mary, then said "Lum" Harper,
pacifically, .'you are charged with disor-
derly assembly and loud and boisterous
talking. Whata re you. guilty or not guilty.
Mot guilty, oh cose."
Policeman Lynch said that yesterday
afternoon, while the vesper bells were ring
ing, Mary, standing in Nineteenth street,
did then and there uplift her healthy voicein
violent denuDciation of woman across
the street.
How about that, Mary?" asked the court.
Mary is not black, simply. She is night
mare of darkness. Her complexion is more
sonber than the Presidential chances af the
combine.
II wuz jess talkin' to fr'eu' ob mine
bout our picknic uex' Chewsd'y.''
The judgeremarked that usually the ar
for picBics were not carried on
at such long distance and in such an OBJ
streperous manner.
why don't you tell the truth about it,
girl?" said the court. Mary finally ad-
mitted that she might have been a little
loud in her conversation.
She had a six-years' record of good be-
bayior, and the court put her uuder per-
sonal bonds.
The Jacksons and the Johnsons, colored,
live In the same house in Duees' court.
Yesterday dispute arose between Mary
johnson and Mary Jackson. Fred Jacks
son. came in and tried to stop the dis
pute; old man Johnson, representing his
side of the house, also mixed up in the
affray.
WAR OF WORDS.
Both families were reinforced by the ar
rival of Bette Jackson and Lizzie John
son. This evened up things, and the four
women and two men engaged in war Of
words that developed considerable bad
blood. Old man johnson retired early in
the game with broken head.
Keep it up, chillun','' he yelled, first
leehHS d cofpuiehI uuihp oh nis puisinS
brow, then running into room and bolt
ing it securely on the inside.
"Yo' par's got 'nuff. Keep 1t up, am
doan' let no Jacksing do Johnsing."
And they did keep it up, with heels
and hands, teeth and nails. First the
Johnsons were on the Jacksons literally,
but the latter made sortie from the
floor and flung one of their enemies down
the staircase, all the time they yelled like