The evening times., 1896-10-22
WHEN WASHINGTON SLEEPS
Policemen Say Frances Duker
Is Seen on the Streets.
TRIED HER AS A VAGRANT
The Anger of the Woman COULD Hard
ly BE RestraiLsd d by Court and COun-
sel-The Judges Caution to Her
IN DismissIng the Case-Michael
Garvey's Discom future.

In one Of the row of Old frame houses
on the south siIe of street betw cen First
street and Arthur place lives Frances A.
Duker, the daughter of a Mexican father
by quadroon mother.
The neighborhood is given over to cheap
eating houses. where pig S feet is the piece
de resistance, and clans, eaten by all the
residents in Sort of desperation, form
the principal staples. Here and there the
fiaIiing scarlet OF u Chinamans laundry
sign colors the sadfaced fronts of the
decaying buildings. Throughout the day
mulatto Women, with their heads bound
in caudy handkerchicfs, lounge at the win
dnws when they are not on their way
With tin bucket 10 Some saloon, in flap
ring slippers and trailing wrappers
AT nights the lights CLEAN brightly from
the laundry windows, where the Cinnamon
work stealthily and pcrsistently aim ost TIL
dawn. This short han block Is one Of the
most picturesque scenes in the drama
OF great city.
Or All the women who make their home
there, Frances is the hantisomrst and best
dressed. That her sisters should be jealous
of her is not strange, and many of them re-
;oiced last night when size was arrested
as vagrant by Policeman Hayes.
THE SINGLE WITNESS.
The only witness against her, beside the
officer, was woman, Mrs. Gibson, with
whom Francis has been lodging. AS the
latter sat in the dock between a me- wsboy
and q greasy, half drunk bum, she devoured
the other with her wild, dark, snake
eyes, and she gripped her gloved hands to-
Sether as if she longed TO rasten them at
her encmy's throat
Frances was well dressed and proud Of
1t, as she sneeringly contemplated the
shabby clothes Of some women sitting near
her. She wore new blue broadcloth coat ;
Il tightfi black and white skirt, pat
entleather shoes, with pearl-c -colored gait
ers, and her thick, shining hair was twisted
in a Psyche knot, crowned by green toque
with q robins feather.
She was defended by Julius Caesar Ricks,
who brought the race question into the
case, bat it was promptly thrown out by his
honor.
A WoMAN'S FURY.
During The hearing 1t required both the
Judge and her attorney to restrain the wo-
man from making Some passionate out
burst and even after the court threatened
to fine her she continued TO mutter savage
remarks about Mrs. Gibson, who snubbed
Kicks
POLICEMAN Hayes, the stra wberry blonde
of the Sixth precinct, said Frances was
in the habit of accosting men on the streets
at night, and going with them.
What time of night did you see herr"
asked the judge.
Between and 12,r said Hayes; ''she
comes out alone and goes abck with
man."
He lies! He lies!' Kissed Frances
through her clenched teeth in the ear of
her law yer who looked Mortified as he or
dered her to keep silent
They are always white men," added
Hayes.
How 90 you know, SIR" said Kicks
some negroes are SO light you can't tell
'em from white men,"
This policeman doesn't know" shouted
Kicks, what kind of men they were,
whether they were priests, preachers or
doctors
The Judge smiled at the argument Of the
attorney, who severely regarded the police
man.
How do you know, SIR said Ricks TO
the officer, as he felt in his coattall pockets
for SOM ething that was not there do
YOU know there Is no law to prevent
white man from talking to a coiored
woman. Plenty OF white men talk to
colored ladies' Mr.. BreckInridge did IT"
A laugh went around the courtroom as
Kicks resumed his seat with the air OF
man who has Just made history.
RICK's WARNING.
After Mrs. Gibson was sworn, Kicks
cooked his finger at her, and began TO say,
Madame, l W ant to warn YOU"
"Mr. Ricks," snapped the woman, II
don't want to talk to you, and want you
to understand IT."
Kicks was bewildered. He was at a loss
how to preserve his dignity at the snub, so
he eased his mind by pretending TO be TAX
ing coplous notes Of nothing in particular
Mrs. Gibson, like fortune-teller, wove a
mysterious dark man into the woof OF
Frances life.
II have seen him coming to her room
she declared. He was big and dark.
She looked fixedly at Kicks, who is portly,
With an extremely shadowy complexion
"Then have noticed white men visiting
her,
..It's not sou almost screamed the de
fendant, jumping from her chair, the color
coming and going in her olive checks, and
points of flame leaping in her eyes. lts
not So. Ask her her right name. know
-, and there is no telling what The
| woman might have said, had not the judge
stopped her.
| You must be quiet" he said sternly
| ..or / shall impose fine"
Frances began to cry then, but from anger
not sorrow. and as she was sworn fiu;if
back her dark. spotted veil and revealed Il
the Judge her passionate face and restless
| glittering eyes
| She said she was q married woman, bu
| did not live with her husband, who is EN-
| ployed in the postoffice. and that she sup
! ported herself by dressmaking.
| sYou heard what this Gibson womal
says" inquired Kicks. NOW what abou
| that?"
| Frances crouched in a corner of the
| stand a nd tore at her gloves in rage, as She