The evening times., 1896-11-27

1t Was on Temperance, and Her Re-
marks Were Directed at Harry
Taylor, Who Received Them With
Ill-Grace-Kendig's Mathematical
Proffer Refused by Sheedy.
Judge Kimball gave thanks this morning.
The morale of the city was So excellent yes
telday that he found only few prisoners
in the dock today.
Among them was Annie Foley-Annie,
whose old life is rapidly tending toward
pauper' grave; and yet in her own way she
accomplished some good missionary work
with a boy who has begun early in life as
a drunkard.
He is Harry Taylor, seventeen years old,
arrested yesterday on Twentieth street by
Policeman Redgravc. The officer was the
first one to see the spectacle OF a youth
badly Intoxicated, clinging ecstaticany to
an iron fence, and raving out oaths TO de-
serted street.
II wanted him to home, your honor" said
the officer to Judge Kir.ball, but he
swore worse than ever, SO carried MN 10
the stat ion house"
Taylor, blonde, clear-eycd, keen of
feature and musical OF tongue, acted in
differently on the stand He was careless,
almost hardened, under his honor's qucs-
ing and was in measure provoking hy
reason of his carelessncss.
Boy" said the judge sternly, you
were drunk last night, the officer states.
where did you get your liquor"
Wasn't any liquor" said Harry Stub
bornly. 1T was wine.''
''wine?" repeated the court. what
kind of wine?'
.'Red wine, sir; claret, think
How much did you drink"
Taylor related a tale about a small
hoy who from his statement was loaded
down with great bottles Of st. Julian,
which he very kindly gave away to any
one he met whom he fancied.
He banded me bottle" said Taylor.
land told me to find thanks in the bottom
of it,
And you found them in a police court
said the Judg. with mJre snow than anger,
land what did the wine do TO you"
What it done to me was plenty" and
Talyor smiled bravely.
Boy, do you know where you are GO
ing remarRed his honor iupressivciy.
NO, | DON'T returned Taylor, finding
considerable interest III the workmanship
of his hat band.
You are going to a druukard's grave"
added his honor seventeen, and drunk;
is sad, very sad. Where's your father"
Dead, sir; died when was baby" said
Taylor drearily.
And your mother" pursued the court
gently.
Harry's mouth quivered a little. and his
Voice shook as he said: Shes dead, too"
Who do you live wIth?''
My sister"
You take seat" said the court, after
some thought, and | shall consider your
case"
Kendig led Taylor TO the dock and seat
ed him next TO Annie Foley, who re
Garded him with considerable scorn.
You divil's imp" whispered Annie,
hoarsely, clGtchin. the boys sleeve with
her hands, lean and sharp us n vulture's
talons, don't We laugh at his anner; it's
the drinks that's talkin', that's what il is;
it's been me ruin, an it'I be yours. Look
at me- and Annie thrust her yellow sod
den face against Taylor's.
1T wuz WI unst as fresh as yours, 'mCaned
Annie, while kcndis looked on in astonish
ment. What is it now? Yes, what is il
nCw?'' she walled rocking herself to and
fro on the bench in a frenzy of rcnIorse,
While Taylor shrank from her in alarm.
Easy, Annie. girl: easy cautioned Ken
dig. Your lectures all right, but your
voice is too loud
May me vice reach t hivin,'' exclalnl-
cd Annie, vchemcntly, ''in askin' the good
LdNu 10 lIis tliittl II nc lNtT
drinks ag:n.''
Bah, bum,'' snickered Taylor, with a
silly giggle, you amt in it with me-"
AS Annie was promising him a severe
chastisement, her name was called, and
she faced the judge to answer a charge uf
disorderly conduct.
Its not vagI am,. thin, Mr. Lummie?"
she said to Clerk Harper.
Not this morning, Annie" responded
Mr.. Harper, You are said to lhavc used
profane language Thanksgiving Day"
True for YOU, laGdie buck cackled
Annie; II did. l cussed the worruld, the
flesh an the divii.''
why, Annie why?" asked the Judge
Because l was drunk an sore because
me dinner wasn't in sight"
And that accomplished what?"
Ne presincc here, and the pleasure Of
NEE In yer amer aGin. sai id ANNE, softly,
thumbing of the Blarney stone.
1t Is not pleasure, Annie, for me to
see you here. admonished the court.
" You are an old. very old, woman, and
1 would like TO see you find the right
path before you die
''it's gone l am and Anrie screwed
tear in one Of her bleary eyes. 1t rolled
down her withcrcd cheek and splashed
on the rail. where 1t glistened for a mo-
ment like a rare diamond,
She brushed her eyes and said. But bad
as l am, tried to save that boy, jedge;
indeed, / did. 1 told him what the drink
would do"
Il will give you n light sentence, An
ME-" said the judge, niolliiicd at her be-
hayior.
Me RESPECTS to you, SIR courtesied
Annie: "you are always gntleman.''
Il am going to give all you men who beg
on the streets OF Washington severe SEN
tences," said his honor to Thomas Murray,
a staggering rough, who was importuning
people for III oney yesterday on Pennsylvania
avenue 1.-THE practice must be broken up.
Such individuals as yourself divert charity
from its proper channels"
Say said Murray, cant a man live?"
Yes" asserted his honor; ::''but not in
your way without being punished. You can
go down for sixty ys.''
rested by Policem an Lynch trying to
bum drinks in different saloons.
Guilty, sur, guilty, indade," said
John, screwing his mouth and blinking
his eyes. II had me thirst and had to
git n few hummers."
''For the next ten days you can dispense
with these hummcrs," said the Judge.
"Step back"
whats the sentence?'' said Sheedy to
Kendig.
Two hundred and forty hours, my
child.'' said Kendg, benevolently, showing
him back. .Do you want a paper and pencil
to calculate it?''
Nit" said John. Il kin figger that out
asmeanin' tin days, ,"and the door banged on
him.