The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1899-01-23
HE GAN "PATTER FLASH"
Curious Accomplishment of One of
Kentucky's Detectives.

KentucISy's Detectives.
From the Louisville Courier-Journal
Detective Dee Armstrong is the latest
hero. Az least he is one among his assoc
ciates on the detective force Incidentally,
he is an object of envy. Chief Billy" Sui
Ivan can toss the buTl=con all all right"
Detective DAILY can tell the pedigree of
every man brought into central station.
and the others have something to be proud
OF, but Armstrong outclasses them oil
when 1t comes to carrying on a conversa-
ton in metropolitan police language The
: Others have essayed in vain TO wear off
their provincial habit of using ordinary
words, but "Sleuth" Armstrong In the
course of only two years of police service,
has cultivated vocabulary that would
throw" Steve Brodie. How he acquired
II is not known, but as soon as he states
proposition in his favorite words the
other detectives relapse into an awed still
ness with a feeling akin to that of
bum" deuce in new deck of cards.
on the occasion of the visit of a local
banker TO the city han the other day, some
one took him into the detectives office and
asked Detective Armstrong to show the
guest the rogues gallery.
Tell this Kazoozicks to toss me his con
and I'll spiel de works for him. said Mr.
Armstrong. obligingiy.
The bankers guide stated that the wish
tor was only out sightseeing and had no
particular object In seeing the gallery, be-
yond gratifying ordinary curiosity.
tits up to me then to flash de cudooie. ."
said the detective as he unlocked the case
and revealed panel Of photographs TO the
gaze of the bewildered banker, who al
ready stood open-mouthed
pike off de crust on that gazabo" glibly
said Armstrong as he placed his finger on
a top-row picture of a crook with bald,
SCARED head. Hes de guy what blowed
that mark up de hill"
Dear me, what did he do?" asked the
amazed banker.
flush, he's murderer" said the guide,
distressed lest the "sleuth's" flow of elo-
quence should become interrupted
dis here rag" Detective Armstrong OBJ
served indicating the photograph Of
hard-looking woman in an out-of-date
bonnet and a shawl sis a warm baby.
AS a holster. she's beaut' and she give
de whole push a lalla time, COZ she has
turned many a trick In dis burg widout
gettin pinched. She's de hun works in
her line, but dey've got her Gagged in Joliet
now"
Poor thing, I hope IT'S not fatal" re-
marked the banker, sympathetically.
Jaw, cheese yer joshln'." was ARM
strong's reply as he passed on to the next
picture
Cast your peppers on dis stogie. He's a
mollbuzzer, an ] sent him across the ties
for liftin a leather durin' of Sanity
Claus jam on de av' When me and Sam
went through him de rummy had de
swag on him"
"How damning," CALCULATED the listener,
as he fastened his eyes on the detective,
who resumed:
81 fergit whose dis lob. but he's a ringer
for dat stall for a macer what / plnched
last week. De macer had his cluckers wit
him when he blew inter a booze works
az Third and Green de oder aft. For all
dat, de stall made his spiel like de golly
guy he wuz and got chesty when ! cop
pered his game. / throwed him under de
big iron clock but de macer wuZ so full
of puddes dat l passed him up. / Won
der If it's de same guy?"
"Bless my soul, ] trust not" said the
banker his eyes mostenlng. This pic
ture is of a man who looks too good 10
be all that, or even a stall for macer
And who is that jaunty looking young
man with checked necktieY'
Dat? Lemme see Aw. OATS Piket
Percy, from Hoboken, or some such place
and works rubes with de spectacle racket
He maced In Lueyvile one day, but Sully
punched his ticket fur Cellersburg, and
he footed it over de bridge on twentyfour
hours notice Gee. but he had de cush.
His clothes was simply lined wit velvet. ]
bet he don't do a ting to de farmers and
rubbernecks He's a wise guy, OATS wat
he Is. for / heard, after we makes him
chase. dat he'd been working de gold brick
game-de real ting-out in Henry county.
Saw friend, If you want mazuma in desc
DAYS. you elder have to strong arm fer II,
toss the lead pipe or con the gazoboes. Do
YOU hear me warble? Why, what's de
matter with de nobs; IS he croadn?"
The "nobs" however, had only swooned
and was presently revived sufficient 20 so
home.