The evening times., 1896-03-31

Co.'S said HOgg this morning, us he
negligently carved his initials on the arm
OF bench in characters an inch long, 81
saw Il most dsgraccful scene this morn
ing, sir; most disgraceful."
An what was 1t, Hoggy, me bye?"
asked Terence, cau'ioning his SIDE partner
not TO "sphit on his sLOe.'' p
Me ana you, Terry continued Hogg,
who has an inimitabie contempt for Lind
ley Murray, have frequently upheld the
dignity of the law
''lndade, yis,' replied Cos, ''an' OF
moight add sotty wozy by eOin' down for
twenty days widOut arguin the pint wild
his anner.''
Hogg became Indignant at this remark,
and sad a good deal about b cones being
| by-gones and how the back stairs OF time
| were not the golden balustrade OF the
present. Costigan solaced him with chew
of Gravcly, and importuned him to tell OF
the disgrace smudging the fame of JUS
tees fair temple. Hogg, appeased, sad
| that he was at the court early, and noticed
an unusual congregation OF law yers In the
| room.
when the Maria was announced, sir,
every mothers son of them rushed through
the doors to the portico ard stood there
| trying to attract the attention OF he pris-
| oners as they filed to the cells awaiting
| trial"
AN maybe it was frinds they was
lookin' for" observed Costigan, admir-
| ing Hogg's letter work in wood.
"Frinds," unconsciously repeated Hogg.
sneeringly. No sir, they were out there
nustling for clients. It's enough, sir. to
galvanize with life the profound sleep of
Blackstone, Coke, and Lttleton ct all
wound up Hogg, with solemn look on his
face, about the complexion of the under
done rie-crust coiored volumes peculiar TO
the libraries of lawyers.
~ don't know them other gents, Hoggy."
said Costigan, "but Ed All in an old frind
of me families. his pepper an mine use
TO git dhrunk livery st. Patrick's Day.
HoGGY WAS AsToNIsHED.
Hoggy, convulscd with astonishment
al the neutrality-suspicious. oil the LalIn pnrase,
Was about to correct Costigan when the
bainu called the court to orucr, SO HCggy
shut up his pen knife and his mouth at tue
same time.
Mr. Luxe p. Murtagh presented gen.
eraiiy shining appearance in the ponce
court this morning. His face shown with
a baioesque glow that only distiilcry
breeds, his saIin-faced Eusnsh trock coat
shone with pailid memories or dead and
burn,-out perfectos. For there was an
ashy trail from collar 10 skirt. His hat
shonc with dents and his trousers with
knees. He had absorbed in eight hours the
dlsslpatcd generality OF years.
A white-wa she'd ceii and Il wooden bed are
not conductors of gentility. IL is dol
lars 10 farthinSs that ir every prisoner
could procure the services of a bath, comb
and brush and whisk broom before he is
arraigned, his escape from punishment
would be easy.
.Ah, me bye said Costigan to Hogg. siz-
ing up the melancholy MurtaGh, .'it's
everything in the front We put up. Wild
wash an' a shave, he'd be n quick winner"
Murtagh had not looked upon the wine |
when IL was red, but upon the absinthe |
when 1T was green. He hit one as an ex- |
pertinent and then several lore, because the |
dry peppermint flavor had an Irresistible
attraction for his palate. After seven or
eight. Murtagh began to populate the streets
of Washington as they had never been popu-
lated before.
He moved in n mighty throng. and saw
thousands of men and women surgiug like
demons up and down the Avenue. A thoa-
sand car tracks lined black marks on the
gray asphalt Looking up and down the
boulevard Murtagh saw a hundred col
umDs jutting their Ionic architecture from
the nations strong box. The Corinthian
Capitol possessed more domes than the
minaretted capitol OF Turkey on tie Pos |
phorus. Murtagh was a magician in his
own right. He started out with one UNI
oreila. and was now carrying n hundred.
Such is the deadly deep of the wormwood
cordial.
Murtagh argued his condition with the
mythical other man. against mail boxes
and electric light stands.
"AnnuZer wun. 1nser old boy'sh thrOo,"
he said. out loud. staggering into an up
town cafe. a million lights flashing his
.ired eyes. and hundred bells tolling SOM
Der sounds in his ears. Fifty barkeepcrs
waited on him. and fifty barkeepers refused
lim n drink. Murtagb, with the COM
placence of n drunken man. stretched him.
self out on the lunch table. and plunged fnthe
elements OF Deaths twin brother Sleep. |
Rescued from an ocean of salad. desert |
IF ginger snaps. and n green oasis Of olives.
MurtaCh was carried to the station by off. |
,ers summoned over the telephone.
EAHILARATING COCKTAILS.
This morning he brushed Off a few
brands OF potatoes from his iappels, and |
lamcntably, digmried air,
pleaded guilty. But with u proviso,"
e added, tasting a taste DARK as the ,
mysteries OF the middle ages.
Name it, said the court, who knew
ot OF the cocktails cxhileration Cn the
areds of frappes.
Thine, sir, 10 pay my fine.'' said the ,
feeling tenderiy and regretfully
broken cigar in his pocket.
How much timer
Murtagh said before the orb of day faded !
vice behind the western hills lie would
plant OF filthy lucre, leaved as
many times as the court nominated, into
be indistructible soil of judicial collateral.
Judge kimball said the orb must not
hadow its red fine light once before the fine
hould be paid.
Murtash picked an olive out of his hair,
nd said to be up to date, 1t was worse than | {
it, it was not net.
Pass" said the Judge, not Intentionally I
okeresque, and Murtagh, just passing,
vas rescued as cards were being drawn a
riend came in and made his aute good with t
five-dollar bill. r
Now Luke p. Murtagh abhors the cordials d
( France. and swears that never again shall
hey tincture his lips.
The Joneses live in Georgetown. The
lother is high priestess in beef la II
lode and patties at an uptown hotel. s
he father is officiating In some other o
'orld, where gridirons are no part OF au- 1
elic existence, it is TO be hoped. The
My daughter of her late fathers house &
Emeline NicOtink Jones'