The evening times., 1896-10-03

and HOgg, through the courtesy OF Ballifl
Kendig. The van was down early, ant
after breakfast, served by Steward Baker
refreshed by the strong cofree and suit
| stantal Sandwiches, his guests forgot in
| song the fate soon awaiting them at the
judges hands.
Charley johnson, j colored crap shooter,
| in a rear cell, led off with Rock OF Ages
| Cleft for Me-" while Turnkey Pat Madigap,
| Kendg and his guests softly humIned the
| refrain.
Charley has strong, resonant baritone,
and when lie came to the chorus all his
companions in crime Joined IN.
The women sang with especial fervor, as
If they gained hope from repeating the
beautiful words. one old woman, au in
mate of Louise alley, into whose life no
good thought has entered tor many years
anu whose existence VIII end, perhaps, as
1t has been mainly spent, between work
house walls raised her cracked voice, rough
as a mans from whisky, and sang as if
inspired the lines she barely knew.
As the melody ended, Costigan choked
and cougbed, saying some tobacco had got
tenIn his throat, Asfor Hoee, he pretended
to be wearily caresang his brow TO hide the
moisture in iis eyes.
Ken said Cos. Il wonder if we cud git
another chunc ?"
IN sing for you, boys" cried a woman
named LoItie Lee, who lives i'll South
Washing on den; Il ulster have good voice
in me time
Well, you lost il last night. you fresh
tart yelled sullen ruffian not yet re-
covered from his debauch. As if in answer
Lottie sang i'll a contralto, not without con
siderable sweetness, My mother was
lady"
A. she concluded there was deep silence,
more complimentary to the singer than
the loudest plaudits, and all the prisoners
seemed to be affected by the tenderness
of the song.
''Geurlenen," said Kendig, ''tbe show
is over. Court will open in five minutes
and he verified his statement after a
consultation with 4 watch that licked as
loud as a clock.
THE ARISToCEACY.
As Costigau anu Hogg walked into the
room and waited for his DONORS appear
auce Terrence said to Hogg:
"NiInaui j ., Olm stnni tinkin' about
the wurruds OF tbot gyurs song, Me
mother was a laydee, an maybe sne was
as much as some Of those who air
siliin their uarters 10 JOCKS ana niarnees Ter
4 pd!hteu sign on tDe slue Oh u COupay III
a in-ueCkcd jude who owns 1t.
Terry, Terry" demonstrated Hogg,
who ~ his soul has Il hunger for blue
blood, aud thinks Burke's Pcerdge d mag
uiIicent piece or literature, you are bari
on the aristocracy.
The aristocracee it is, is it?' retorted
Cos, savagely, taking the quid out of
his Jaw aud absent nt-niindedly tucking it
in his vest pocket. ~An' VINO air they, If
10 a. al
other day, sir, nd about wan of these
kings who was SO poor he had TO sill
his plate, the china plate he eat Off"
Hogg tried To explain that II was the sale
OF a magnificent collection OF silver ser
vice, but Costigan would not listen.
mo interrrupshun, sur, he said, worked
up To white heat; II now what seen in
the paper, an didn't he buy pair OF pants
wild the mummy, an then sell the pants fer
an now he has to sthay in
IN bed day and night, an maybe remain
there forever" And Cos;igan settled back
In his chair with folded arms and suc., a
defiant expression Hogg forbOre an an
swer.
The judge came in and found he had a
full dock, but very few cases OF interest
the first We consuming nearly an hour. The
steam had been turned on and the heat
Of the place was intolera Bile, the therno
TtSlSleGills ot utETetSs anu Tie PITS
oEers perSpired and suffered as it il had
been July day. The proceedings drag
ged along tediouIy until Jane Mills was
arrai gncd.
Jane is an Old acquaintance of the judge
and that initiated considerably against
her today. She lives In wrctched home
with her hus sband and sun, and all three
Of them get drunk together. Jane always
protests being called vagrant and she
raised her usual rumpus when Clerk Lum
Harper SO charged her. She is q short
red-faced, thin-haired and every
race of femininity blotted out by long
and continual use of the growler and the |
gin bottle.
SHE WAS NO VAC.
II am no vag," she screamed; II amt |
never begged in me life. take me bitters, |
tut it's me owD money what gifts it,
BE quiet, Jane" whispered Kendg, |
'cr his honor won't do a thing TO you.''
Policeman Ellis said Jane, crazy drunk. |
was standing on her front-door stoop last |
night cursing and smashing the glass in |
ler own windows. "She was wild-eycd |
ull," added the officer.
"lndeed, Mister Smarty,'' muttered Jane, |
not needing Kendig's warning gesture.
do you want to say anything, Jane
asked the court.
Yes, | GO, and a great deal at that, ill., |
leed," she answered, as Kendig tapped |
ier shoulder, saying as he marched her to
he stand, STEADY, Jane; keep cool, old |
girl, and you've got "a fighting chance
The last words seemed to catch her fancy |
md she rolled the sleeves of her black |
,alico dress above her elbows as If she iD-
ended doing battle then and there. She
,laced her fiat, shihDing hands on her
broad hips as she said, iDsolently:
I'm no beggar, amt, am yo' 'onner
,pows it,"
mo. one accused you OF begging" said the
udge. 1T is your drunkenness that makes
Tou vagrant."
II wasn't drunk yistid'y," said Jane.
Jane. oh, Jane" demonstrated the Judge.
I know you SO well. When did you get
,nt?"
Two weeks ago; an they're Diver hap
" till I'm back on the farm"
III you'd behave yourself you'd never
20 back and his honor gave little pat
With his pencil on the desk to emphasize
his remarks.
Jane declared the officer came in the
i0use after her, and that she was not on the
toop.
"Shc was, YOUR honor,r said Ellis s.apd |