The evening times., 1896-07-15


o'clock train to bear him northward on
his vacation of six weeks.
r. His honor was on hand promptly and in
quired anXiously from Bailiff Kendig how
many there were in the dock.
''Odd numbers, your honor" said Ken
dig; lust five.'
The judges face wore look OF beauti-
ful resignation as tie settled the collar of
his negligee shirt, aud looked affectionately
at his linen duster and grip on chair
Call Mr.. Pugh,' said the court TO Cole.
81 want him to help me out"
The judge knows the prosecutors rapid
method OF disposinS of cases.
Mr.. Pugh, fresh, cool and blonde, kept
Clerk Lum Harper busyreading theinforina-
tons.
The prosecutor believes in dismissng all
defendants outright when there is no evil
dence against them, and is relentless
foe to the personal bonds plan. He also
thinks the courts time is too precious to be
wasted at the convenience of policemen,
and when they fail 10 have their witnesses
on hand Mr.. Pugh releases the prisoners
for want of prosecution, which he did in
two instances today.
Joseph North always has a reason for not
working and getting drunk. He is of the
lazy. worthless type, and was found last
night in the back yard of vacant house
| asleep.
This man never works, your honor
said Policeman Sullivan, land gets drunk
whenever he, has money He says it's too
hot to work in summer and too cold in win
| ter"
There are great many more like him. "
| observed the court. Wen have to make
| a season to order for such gentry. What
were you doing in that yard, North" pur-
| sued the court. as Joseph skunk against the
rail. sOdden and careless. -
II wuZ jist drunk"
''How often do you get in that Condi-
tom" :.
"Wunce a week"
"You are certainly truthful about it,"
said the Judge.
North said he had found from his ex-
perience with police courts the best plan
was to tell the truth.
''If you are sensible enough to think that
way, why don't you use your senses and
keep away from whisky" asked his honor.
Cant help it,
HE CAN HELP IT.
Don't tell me that, sir broke in the
court. You can; any man can"
NO sah," explained North, in a dreary
tone. wen my libber fuses to work 1
has to drink
| And IL gets that way once week, re-
marked Mr. Pugh.
| "Yaas, boss, jist as reg lar as a clock "
| lowing 10 Your sensitiveness to the sea-
sons" smiled the court, Il shall put you in
a retreat where several gentlemen like
| you have been cured"
| Fishtown has been stirred to its very
| center by the quarrels between Henry
Brown and Mary Harmon, the keepers OF
| two stores ON Eleventh street southwest
| Mrs. Harmon is at No. 524 and Brown next
| door.
When the settlement is not busy selling
fish and tarpaulins 1t dearly loves little
scandal, and of late the shopkeepers' bick er-
ings with each other have Deen u source
of delight to the good people Of Fishtown,
many of whom were in court this morning tC
hear the trial Of Brown, charged with dis
orderly conduct by Mrs. Harmon.
THE LINE UP.
Each side had a multitude of witnesses
and his honor consulted his watch appre
hensively as they lined up.
Now, let us get this over quickly
he said. ANY lawyer in the casc?'
There wasn't, and the judge seemed
pleased.
Mrs. Harmon gave her version OF the
trouble first. She is a stout, blonde wo-
man, with good-natured face and voice
of wonderful volume and penetrativeness.
She talked to the Judge asif he was afflict-
ed with AGATE dea fness. She firted her fan
at his honor as she spoke and gazed
roguishly at Mr.. Pugh.
II keep store, and so does Mr.. Brown"
she said.
"Ah, ha!' remarked the court, as if to
himself; that explains this trouble, l
imagine. Proceed, madam"
And proceed she did her voice gathering
force every second until it sounded like a
clarion, far out into the street.
She said from the security of his from,
door, behind a barricade of head bones and
brooms, Brown said she was not respect
able.
But worse than that, your honor -
she said, using her fan like Spanish
gitiana, "he said l was not white"
THAT is the gist of his remarks, is it?'
inquired the court.
Yes, sir" she answered. whackine
the fan on the rail In dangerous prox
unity to the clerks head, land he hat
been carrying on that way for a lonf
while"
CALLED HER NAMES.
james Davis, slim, young man, testi
fled that Brown was constantly attacl
ing Mrs. Harmon. calling her names an(
saying she had no white blood in her.
| In short, he called her "a negro,' sal
the judge.
Davis made no reply and gave way t.
another james Smith. Mr.. Smith sal
Brown applied the epithet 'nigger" to tn
comely green groceries,.
"SJme Of our coCfed brethren said u
judge, would not be disgruntled if you sal
they were not white, but they would n
/ angry if You called them niggers.
Brown, a middle-aged man, with Peffe
estic whiskers, iron-bowed spectacles, an
| voice as low as Mrs. Harmon's was lout
then testified.
He told the Judge Mrs Harmon sent bo,
to annoy him, and that they congregate
Iaround his store to his annoyance and tt
detrment of his business.
You called her niger, didn't you?
demanded d the judge.
Brown wiped his spectacles and smile
sadly.
Here is what I said,'' he replied.
told EN- they was all a passelof mulatters.
whats that?" asked the judge, nc
understanding the word "passel."
"Passel of mulattoes," repeated Ken
dig. "Passel means a lot.'
The judge bowed his Acknowledgements @
Kendig's analysis, and said: This quarrt
is solely on account of business complica
tions, but the wrangling has got to b
stopped
The judge declared that to call an
person white or black, niger, was
violation Of the law. He put Brown unde
bonds to keep the peace. and sent them a
home with the warning If they ever cam
came before him again he would fine a
parties concerned.
After Clerk Lum Harper had read in
rapid way the paper accepting Brown
bonds the latter walked up to the des
and, said. tsI don't understand ~
Don't make any difference" said Ha
ner. NEARLY: listen ont and sin no more >,