The evening times., 1896-07-20
MISS QUILL IN TROUBLE.
Johanna and Her Friends Had
a Lawn Party" ("
DOWN SHE GOES AGAIN
She Deplored Bailiff Kendig's Abb
sence-The Lump on Her jaw and
the Cause of It-Crap Shooters Con-
fession-The Judge Refreshed by
the Prisoners Frankness.

Samuel Kendig, bailift, dog faDcier and
philosopher, is gone-that is, temporarily.
For fortnight he will not harangue the
dock and preserve order with commanding
mien. He is resting himself by breeding
fox terriers, and when the kennels do not
claim his attention lie suffers the agonies
OF maiden composition, as he labors on the
opening chapters of new work on 1uris-
prudence, entitled, "Binks on Bailiffs; or
How They Are Born, Not Made" modestly
concealing his own name under the ur m
de plume OF Binks.
IN his absence and that Of his associate,
Cole, Messrs. Darr and Rice Hooe, OF the
upper temple, hold down the pen and the
spectators. Hooe is gentle, insinuatingly
kind, with the delicious languOr of Vir-
ginia accent, and the pacific measures OF a
Southerner when he is not ruffled. Hooe
invites prisoner back to the cells when he
is sentenced as graciously as some men in
vile their fellows to feast and dine-quitea
contrast to Kendig's abrupt, rapid methods.
But the latter is still dear to the hearts of
the old-timers, and many are the inquiries
they make about him.
Johannah Quill who returned this morn-
ing like the wandering feline OF song and
story, refused absolutely 70 be brought in
by Darr, who is a handsoaae young fellow,
running to wavy locks apd black mus
ta cliios. Il
Where is sammy Kindig, Misther Fresh?'
she said to the bailiff, "he's me gargeen
whin I'm here"
PUSHED JOHANNAH ALONG.
mot this morning." returned Dar, do
ing business OF a progressive nature with
Jolannah's recalctrant left arm, hes
off fishing on his leave"
bliss his art" smirked Miss Quill, con.
descending to advance at u tragedy queens
gait may he ketch every ting in the wourld
but bad luck"
Johannah confided to Darr, who tried
manfuIly to decline the confidence, that
next to Policeman Michael Flynn, she con.
sidered Kendig the "foinest figger at any
man m ade."
IF beautiful Sammy Is out OF matches
just about now" observed Darr, planting
Johannah on the bench, .he can get Il light
from his ears"
Johanna made n grimace at the bailifi
that Yvette Guilbert might use to horrible
advantage in her realistic portrayal of Ii
| Soularde, the woman of the streets.
Johanna, with the assistance OF Luc.
| Smith, James Connor, Bernard o'Brier
and John Jones, held at her house or
Saturday night what she called "a la WI
party but Policeman Pat Creaghe term!
it a "tarantula jag"
The Quill house is on Massachusetts ave
nue., and whenever the tenant is arrested
which is often, she thoughtrully has tn,
police of the Sixth precinct to placard th
door as follows: Miss Quill, in tn,
country, will return then follows tn,
date of her exit from the compulsory keep
ership of one Stoughtenburgh. The dat
| filled In atpresentis August 3.
Policeman Creaghe related to his homo
| in a vivacious manner, paying great at
tention to detail, the quality and quantit
of the sdisorder early Sunday MORNING
Pat said that while patrolling his beat
shortly after midnight, window in tht
house was thrown up SO abruptly that the
| glass in the frame fell to the pavement be
| low, and woman thrust out her dishevel
ed head, crying in a monotonous voice al
/ IL she intended keeping 1t up all night
murder, fire, police"
| Any che of these three complaints re
quired Pats attention, and without stop
ping to knock he butted his broad shoulder!
through the front door and rushed up stairs
where Johannah. was doing the yelling
Down stairs three men were fighting owe
the last drink in bottle of whisky.
| III another dingy apartment Lucy Smith
wearing less clothes than Sarah Brown
the Partisan model, when she appeared q
students ball, and her costume ON tina
occasion was postage stamp, was shrek
ing in a state OF drunken hysteria.
After Miss @ uill,'' remarked P at, sneak
ing a smile at Johanna, dressed her
sent for the patrol wagon and carried tn
whole outfit to; the station. o'Bren an
Jones have forfeited collateral"
GUILTY MISS QUILL.
Miss Quill" drawled Hooe, keeping
up the courtesy to Johapna's delight
pleads guilty, but wants the privileg
of making a statement to the court, s
does Lucy. James is guilty and desires t
keep his mouth shut"
James request is granted with pleas
ure," said his honor. Let the others ste
up.''
"Yer amer" said Johanna, frowniu
Lucy back, Twill yez size up me jaw? TAX
a good LUX at it," ar
"oh, see It," replied his honor. shortly
"What about it,"
Cant yer amer see wan av ennis bigge
than the other?" inquired Johanna, poin
ing to the left side of her face, slight
bruised and swollen.
Judge Miller slapped his pen inpatient
on his desk and asked her how it happened
Johanna said Conner discovered her pr
vate hoard of a flask of gin in the STOW,
and when she protested against drinkin
he struck her.
"No wonder he's tongue-tied," conclude
Miss Quill, soornfully, admitting she ha
been drinking. She was fined So.
Lucy, who could not explain why sf
raved swore, and posed as a pre-Adamit
got the same; as also did Conner, who we
careful to avoid Johanna's baleful glance
| as the trio made a quick trip to the cells