The daily morning journal and courier., 1899-02-14
HE GAN "PATTER FLASH"
Curious Accomplishment of One of Ken.
 tuckys Detectives.

tucky's Detectives.
 Detective Dee Armstrong is the latest hero. At least he is one among his as- sociates on the detective force. Inci- dentally, he is an object of envy. Chief Billy" Sullivan "can toss the bull-con all, all right" Detective Daly can tell the pedigree of every man brought into the central station, and i the others have something to be proud of, but Armstrong outclasses them all when it comes to carrying on a conver- sation In metropolitan police language. The others have essayed in vain to wear off their provincial habit of using ordi- nary words, but "Sleuth" Armstrong, in 1 the course of only two years of police service has cultivated vocabulary that would throw Steve Brodie. How he acquired it is not known, but as soon as he states proposition in his favorite words the other detectives relapse into an awed stiffness with feeling akin to | that of "bum" deuce in new deck of i cards.
 On the occasion of the visit of local banker to the City Hall the other day, some one took him into the detectives office and asked Detective Armstrong to show the guest the rogues' gallery.
 '@Tell his Kazoozicks to toss me his con and I'll spiel de words for him." said MT. Armstrong, obligingly. The bankers guide stated that the visitor was only out sightseeing and had no particular object in seeing the gallery, beyond gratifying ordinary cu- riosity.
 Its up to me then to flash de cu- dooie," said the detective as he unlocked the case and revealed a panel of photo- graphs to the gaze of the bewildered banker, who already stood open. mouthed.
 Pike off de crust on that gazaboo," glibly said Armstrong as he placed his finger on a top-row picture or crook with a bald, scared head. He's de guy what bowed that mark up de hill"
 Dear me, what did he de?" asked the amazed banker.
 
 guide, distressed lest the "sleuth's" flow of eloquence should become inter- rupted.
 Dis here rag" Detective Armstrong observed, indicating the photograph of hard-looking woman in an out-of-date bonnet and shawl, 'fs a warm baby. As holster, she's 'beaut,' and she has give de whole push a lalla time, coz she 1, t,,,a ,,, l., widout gettin' pinchedShe's de hull works in her line, but dey've got her caged in Joliet now"
 Poor thing, hope it's not fatal" re- marked the banker, sympathetically.
 "Aw, cheese yer joshin'," was Arm- strong's reply as he passed on to the next picture.
 Cast your peppers on dis stogie. He's mollbuzzer, an sent him across the ties for liftin' leather durln of Santy Claus jam on de av'. When me and Sam went through him de rummy had de swag on him."
 How damning" calculated the lis- tener as he feasted his eyes in the de- tective, who resumed:
 T fergit whose dis lob, but he's a ringer for dat stall for a macer what I | pinced last week. De macer had his cluckers wit him when he blew booze works at Third and Green de oder aft. | For all dat, de stall made his spiel like | de golly guy he wuz and got chesty when I coppered his game. throwed | him under de big clock, but de macer | wuz so full of puddles dat I passed him up. I wonder if it's de same guy?"
 Bless my soul, trust not" said the | banker, his eye moistening. This pie | ture is of man who looks too good to | be all that, or even stall for macer.' And who is that jaunty looking young | man with checked necktie?"
 Dat? Lemme see. Aw dat's "Piker' Percy, from Hoboken, or some such | place out west. He travels with phony sparklers and works rubes with de spec tacle racket. He maced in Lucyville one day, but Sully punched his ticket fur Cellersburg, and he footed it over | de bridge on twenty-four hours notice. i Gee, but he had de cush. His clothes was simply lined wit velvet. I bet he don't do ting to de farmers and rub bernecks. Hes a wise guy, dat's wat l