The evening times., 1896-03-18
lIrishmen Had b Remember Il
Was ST. Patick's Day.
ORANGE TRRsF RACES NOW
Baiiiff Kendig Finds Sad Commen-
!. tary In the Cases In the Police Court
DOcket-Edward McCiinkSy One Of
= the Victims OF Seductive Drinks.
Other Cases Up.

tignt uttie lslduu'S great Gay ofOVe scverai
OF her countrymen first to drink and then
to search for trouble, which they found
eventually In station house.. Bailiff
Keudig commented oD this fact to Guard
ian Flynn.
How. about the Macs and the O's In the
pen this morning, Mike?'' asked Kerdig,
indexing with his finger Flynn's fifthrib.
go away. sur" replied that gentleman,
,austerely; ..go away. sur. an don't bother
me. Ne duties don't permit of my talk"
IAN right, Nike" returned the bailIff.
''St Patrick may have scared all the snakes
out Of ireland. but he can't prevent that
couutryman of yours over In the corner Of
the dock from seeing some In a short time.
He's getting the jigs for fair"
twas Edward AcChnksy AN oldpensioner,
who kept on telling the other pensioners
that be came from the country, where 1.-THE
black water runned up a HILL"
YesterdP , Edward consumed money and
time II Getting drunk. He was o CON-
sisteDt Milesian and drank nothing but
creme de menthe, accompanying each drink
Of the green liquor with quotations from
Tom Moore and occasional snatches of
song from the "Harp That Once Through
Tara's Halls" II he had ran across man
drinking orange bitters very likely muir
der would have ensued. As 1t was the bar
keeps in the many saloons he visited had
Ia hard time getting rid Of McClinksy.
HE KEPT ON.
he kept on demanding '.woon more av
dem Crane dhrinks'' in one place until
they refused to sell him any more and he
departed with man he had picked up,
named John Zell. who, while not Irish.
had taken advantage of the day to ac-
cumulate quite jag himself. Arm 10 arm
the pair staggered up the Avenue, decorat-
ed. profusely II not artistically. with the
four or five yards of green ribbon Nc
Clinsky has bought earlier in the day.
He confidentially Informed Zeil in
tone loud enough to be heard block that
the Irish owned TIM earth and were nego
tiating for the purchase of few more
planets. This declaration reached the ears
OF policeman and Re arrested the pair.
who oh his appearance became very dis
orderly. They spent the nigh in the
station house. AfcCitnsky keeping the
other prisoners awake with his songs and
quotations from Irish bards.
Zell passed the night falling fast asleep
on the bench and then on the floor.
It was indeed tire day after when they
faced his honor. Policeman Cowne told
the story of their doinge. and what resulted
from an afternoon with creme de menthe.
"0i'm guilty. yer f'anner," said Edward,
blnsted. nervous and dirty. '"an' dat's all
yer 'anner wants ter no, t'ink.'
GOT FIFTEENDAYs.
"Yes. McClinksy. .ltirat'sall you are fined
So or 10 days."
"AII right. sur, so git out ON pinshun
day. said Edward, stepping airily back to
the cells.
Zell was of no such happy-go-lucky dis
position. He is q little. thin, pale-faced
man, who, while testifying, had urgent busi-
ness with the lining OF his hat. He denied
eniphaucally the story told by COwne.
why, your honor" he said, II was not
drunk; no, stree, 1 wasn't. l was trying to
take Mac TO a lodging g-house, but the land
lady wouldn't let US in.''
"They were both cursing and swearing
about it, your honor" interiected the Off
Ger.
"same sentence as your friend.' decided
the court. "step back"
Zell was not satisfied with fifteen days
his soul yearned for q longer retirement in
the big house near the Eastern marshes, and
he got it. As he stepped off the stand and
passed Cowne, he called the policeman
decidedly unprintable epithet.
"what did that man say?" demanded the
Judge "Come back here, sir"
Several officers heard the remark and
testified to the words used by Zell, who
shifted his feet and sullenly denied the ac-
| cusatiou.
Fifteen days is evidently not enough
| for you, my man. You get fifteen more
| for that profanity"
Now viii you be good?' whispered the
| bailiff as Zell was escorted to the pen.
sTEvENsON's RINGER.
If the world did not know that Robert
| Louis Stevenson was lying beneath the
soft turf, near the beautiful like called
| the "Cbiers Tears" on the heights of
| Samoa that same person would, by reason
| of the pictures of him now appearing in
many of the daily papers, have sworn the
| dead and gone Scotch novelist stood in the
dock of a police court today. The double
was Thomas Baudford, charged, Jointly
with George Roberts. with being disorderly.
The resemblance was SO very remark
| able that a number OF lawyers in the court
| commented on it. All the features of the
| famous writer were there-the sharp face,
| the tired ewes shadowed by bush of wavy
| hair. the thin mustache and tuft under the
lower lin. made the prisoners appearance
a subject of comment by spectators and
| officials.
| Blaudford some months ago furnished
bonds for the appearance OF colored wo-
man, Rosa Moody, before one OF the upper
| courts. Rosa was false to her trust, and
the judge of the higher tribunal has yet
to Law eyes on her. Handford, not caring
to forfeit $500 for her non-appearance'
got out bail piece. and, with Roberts,
has been hunting for her ever since.
| Last night their search was rewarded
| and they located, the woman who also
| calls herself Emily Miles at a house on
| Twentieth street, DeaKsK. 1t was just mid
| night: the streets cold and deserted, so
| every word uttered by the two could be
| plainly heard. Al they were standing
there consulting ON the best action TO take
| a colored man came mp and asked them
/ If they were not looking for one Emily
Miles.
Blandford said yes, while Roberts ex
hibited the bailpiece. The unknown grab
bed the paper from Roberts and started
down the street.
THE PAPERS.
shy,ock never bewailed over his bond
any worse than did the man who looks
hkc Stevenson. He expostulated and
pleaded. while Roberts Threatened. The
| sns,.s man safd he was in authority tl