The evening times., 1896-04-24

crime progressed IN a twilight gloom.
TOOK A REAR SEAT.
Costigan and Hogg. coming in late, foun
their favorite bench occupied. and wer
Obliged to take a rear seat. Next to Cost
gan was a white man with Il grimy fac
and his head bandaged. He smclled uI
pleasantly OF stale beer. He hailed Cost
gans presence with delight. After screw
ing around on. the bench and twisting hi
neck from one side to the other. he reste'
his head comfortably on Cos shoulder, fall
ing into placid slumber.
Costigan smiled crimly.' .Hogg," he said
shave you pin?''
| Hogg handed Costigan one. and the lat
ter. bending down, cunningly inserted il
In the sleeping mans leg.
The sleeper gave wild yell, Jumped to
| his feet and barked his slIins on the bencl
in front. 1t was before court convened ant
Flynn and Kcndg greatly enjoyed tht
incident. As for the man with the banda e
he said Costigan was a numbering Fenian
and had no right in this country.
shut up, sur" replied the irate Costigan
land don't 1ally gag on me shoulder and
| you won't gitin trubble.'
1t was a sad spectacle Margaret Wilson
| afforded as she stood in tie dock charged
| with vagrancy. Her son Frank was the
| principal witness against her. She is q
hard-featured woman of forty years, with
| cold blue eyes, black hair and a dissipat-
| cd looking face. She was dressed neatly
in n pink shirt waist. Il black skirt and a
blue sailor hat. The boy stood close To
his mother and listened with a flushed face
to her e~postulations.
THE SONS COMPLAINT.
Policeman Haller told the court that
young Wilson came TO him yesterday and
asked him to arrest his mother, because She
was constantly drunk and annoying him at
the postoffice. where he is employed as a
special delivery messenger. Frank is a
good-loosing lad, and he manifested some
reluctance in tcstfyiug against his mother
Now, my boy" said Judge Kimball, tel
me all about your troubles
"My mother goes with men and gets
drunk ard worries me AT the Office said
Frank, avoiding his mothers eyes.
Where is your father?'
HE is in Leaveaworth, Kans.''
II wouldn't like 10 see my mother locked
up" said the boy, his eyes filling. but I
am obliged to make this complaint
.Iappreciate your feelings" sympathetic
ally remarked the court.
Its hard, SIR went on Frank, with a
break in his voice, "for boy to see his
mother sent down, but l can't help 1t.
A tear ran do wa his smooth cheek, ma KIM &
little shining dot on the rail. The womans
eyes were dry and defiant.
This is sad. sad story said Judge
Kimball. asking William Stevens what he
knew about the defendant.
Stevens said she was drunk frequently,
and he saw her going, not many nights 60
to a house of shady reputation on L street.
81 street?'' inquired the court quickly.
''Where-between what streets?''
Stevens replied. "On the south side, be-
tween Ninth and Tenth Streets
The judge gave n significant "Ah." and
the house may have some trouble in store
for it.
HER DENIAL.
"Now. what do you say to this?'' asked
the court of the woman. whose face had
never relaxed once while the boy she
brought into the world told of his mothers
wickedness.
THAT is not so; any of it. 7 am a work
ing woman. and as for the house on L
street, live there"
Your honor said Stevens, "she was
at a window on the second floor, drinking
whisky out of bottle and there were two
men with her."
"Oh, ] know her," said Judge KimbaiI.
"She has been here before. You ought to
be ashamed of yourself. "he continued. turn
ing to the sinful Margaret; ''you have a
nice, honest boy, and tbs an outrage that
he has such mother"
I'm no vag." persisted the woman. II m
a-workin' all the time"
"No. you are not" retorted Judge Kim
ball, "you do more drinking than anything
else. Bonds or sixty days."
Judge Kimball in a kind way asked the
boy il he wanted home, or would like to
be sent West where his father lives. Frank
said sturdily thst he was making his own
living and would remain here.
RosY's DAY OFF.
Here comes the villagers" said KeH-
dig, as Clerk Harper called the names OF
Lula Delaney, Kate johnson, and Rosy
Digg. II was Rosy's Thursday off yester-
day, and she celebrated it In Willow
Tree alley with the other girls in getting
drunk. They sang songs for the edification
of tho other denizens.
'Ls. us glib 'em Baby" said Rosy. She
had just trilled the first line. "Baby, baby,
that is the name love-, when Policeman
Frank Hughes turned down the alley and
ord.ye,t them to keep quiet. They did un-
til Franks back was turned, when they
went at it harder than ever. After the
growlcr had been rushed few more times
the g:rls became quarrelsome.
Ross said she was the only lady in the
crowi, al. insinuation Kate resented by
pulling C handful of wool out of Rosy's
fris.z.eG: locks.
1t developed into free-for-all, the scrap
ping being at its fiercest. when Hughes again
appeared. He locked them up and told the
court this morning that they are old Often
ders.
.Jedge. yo' onnah,' said Rosy, 'dat
Kate johnson, she's mad kase kin sing
bettah den she kin. When I sing Baby
she get crazy 'cose she doan't know no
wuds. no tune"
Rosy said also that Kate struck the first
blow. and Kate, from the dock, called wosy
very audibly "a yaller-faced liar.'
'Dere amt no use argyfyn' ober dis