The evening times., 1896-09-15

tc receive the Washington Baseball Club
within the precincts of the court. They
were all there this morning.
Selbacii, The Baron; the venerable "Sil-
ver' King; Abbey, with the Aubrey Boards
ley hair; Jim Mcclure, stepping around
On his toes as If looking for foul balls; the
French count, DeMontreville, that Hugenot
wonder, vino is as proud of his lineage as
Prince Yturbide himself; "0ld PianDer
Legs" Cart wright. who knows more about
the motion of great bodies than any as
tronomer VINO ever handled telescope;
and also Tom Brown, The fleet-tooted, who
should long ago have been Indicted for
theft i'll stealing bases; Little Boy blue"
or. rather, Harvey Smith, the doctor,
ready with his lancet to bleed any of the
players, should they show signs of emo
tiOn on the stand; but they didn't; all
We're there TO TESTIFY against three colored
boys who had been stealing their uniforms
from the clubhouse, the property OF j. Earl
Wagner, the handsome blonde manager,
who lounged in an easy chair, especially
provided for him by Flynn.
AIR. Wagner glittered with dia mondS
and a Mckinley badge, as he lined his
team In chairs inside the rail, where they
sat in the easy attitude peculiar to ball
players.
Although Mr. Wagner is not used to such
exercises, he went To the bat first under
the scrutinizing gaze of Umpire Kimball
and official Scorer Lum R;.rEer.
wAGNERoN THE STAND
Lawyer Langston, who was pitching for
the opposing team, fired a down shoot
over the plate, in demanding Mr. Wagner's
indentification OF the boys as the real
culprits.
Wagner swung his bat easily, corking the
-, 7 - H..
answered Yes"
Out in the hall Mike Flynn ecstatically
yelled PLAY ball. and made catch Of
an ina ginary ball.
After Wagner had been retired by the
judge at the home plate, Winnie Mercer
identified as his property air OF thick
ribbed black hose and also Il beautiful
blue jersey.
Langston gave him his base on balls as
the Baron Jumped himself for any old
thing that came his way. He said week
ago lie lost his famous mascot shoes, which
have carried him to victory So many times,
and he picked them out OF u lot OF articles
piled on the judge desk.
During the .baron's' statement Lang
ston made some kicks and came near being
sent to the bench. he kept this up all
through the game, Notwithstanding re-
peated warnings to observe the rules, and
but for the sleepy bali lis team was play
ing might have been fined.
In the audience number of enthuSi-
aStic routers wild with jealousy ut Flynn,
because he strutted all over the diamond,
began to root so loudly they were threat
ened with election by Kendg, WHO was
judging the strikes.
THE SENATORS WON.
When the lucky seventh was reached,
inst as Tom Brown had hunted first aud
was declared safe by Umpire Kiinball, the
rUoters, fevtrsh with excitement arose to
their feet, turned around once for luck and
started to give tie Washington yell, but
they were an put out by Associate Umpire
Kendg,
Brown then 4, lfered second, whercupon
\ .stant Dis,r CT 4 ttorney Jerfords threat
ened 10 file au information against the
spr inter of the League If he repeated the
offense.
Al the end of the ninth inning Langston
claimed the score was a tie, and that his
clients should have the benefit of the doubt,
bu; the umpire refused to entertain the
protest, and again victory pcrched on the
hammer of the Senators, i'll holding Lang
ston's team for the grand jury in $500
bond each.
AS the players fled across the-field they
grabbed Mike Flynn, andin consideration of
his services, carried him triumphantly to
wnerc they croppeu HIN III sheer exhaustion
on the ruller-top desk.
Mike won tSay exactly why or where he
is sore, being unable to find TIE exact
spot in his colossal rotundity, but lie de-
clares if baseball is what n is cracked up
to be. he got the crack.
Associate Umpire Kendig pa yed the play
ers off in witness certificates, and they
adjourned in a LCdy 10 get them casiIed in.
BobD.e Wilson has succeeded in breaking
into the workhouse. He came to court this
morning, aud said to Mike Flynn: I'm
dead broke, amt got no frienC nd want
some place TO sleep. Won't you pnch Inc and
send me down for thirty days?'
Come roight along, me good man. said
Nike: III send you do WI for shiXty days
if you loike.''
Bobb.e said a month would do him, and
Flynn told him to make his plea to the
court. -.
Bobbe has lived in this world nearly sixty
years; is gaunt, gray, with considerable of
the wolf in his eyes: they are cod, hungry
orbs, shadowed by yIashes, dark er and thicker
than possessed by Trilby's bad genius
NO MONEY; NO FRIENEs.
II understand you want to 60 to the
said the court.
Yes, | do savagely replied the pris-
oner.
Haven't YOU any home, or friends?'
asked his honor.
Friends repeated Wilson, his thick
u nder lip curling scornfully, Il amt
got any money, an, of course. / amt got
40 friends; and that's no lie either.''
What is your occupation" questioned
the court.
~ used To be tinsmith''
Cant you work at that now?" remarked
The judge.
Yes. if 1 could get job; but / won't
get one till Billie Bryan is elected"
Judge Kimball smiled. Think he's
going to be elected?" said the court.
why. he has got his hand on the White
House door-knob now. Yoa know he is q
lawyer. jedge, and lawyers kin do most
Judge Kimball was silent on that point,
as lie gqZed on the peaceful sleep, which
one of the constant practitioners
before his bar, and pondered over the re-
suit in his own State yesterday. He gave
Nebraska's citizen thirty days.
Margaret Corners, a stately and we'll
dressed woman of forty, came. crying to
he stand as Policeman Herndon told of
her disgraceful conduct in the Baltimore
House last night.
.'She was in there drunk, your honor"
said the officer, land cut the hand of the |
Iroprietor's wife"
lis there a charge of assault against |
Ier?" asked the court.
NO, sir; the lady wouldn' prosecute her. |
,ut arrested her for disorderly conduct"
SOBBED OUT HER STORY.
Mrs. Conners nicely dressed in rich |
allor-made suit. held her handke rchief to |
ace as she sobbed out the pitiful story OF |
ier downfall She spoke like q woman Of |
III a low, refined voice
Your bonor l have lived in Washington |
liirty years, and, indeed, all my life, |
md never have been in such predicamnet |
,efore.t' sfs