Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1900-09-15
NEW YORK LETTER
Tales of the Town With More or Less
Of 3 Moral.
GIVING A MONTHS RENT FREE
Today Ended the Gotham Straw
Hat Season.
WHAT W As EXP ECT E D
WHAT W s EX PEG T E D
,ecial Correspondence of The Evening Star.

NEW 1Ohh, september Ia, ISUU.
The New York cop hates to argue. He
doesn't even like to converse. He doesn't
mind issuing imperious verbal edicts, and
he does issue lots OF them. When he
emits them he expects them to go" and
he pretty nearly sees that they do "go''
be they right or wrong. In other words,
the New York cop goes in heavily for mono
legue. But he is unalterably opposed to
all argument whatsoever.
The other morning diminutive Greek
push-cart peddler was hailed to the bar Of
justice in the Tombs police court The cop
who led the wrigghng Ionian before the
magistrate was SO little shy Of six and a
half feet in height that the odd minus
inch or so isn't worth mentioning. Also,
he was some four feet in width across the
shoulders.
The gist of this policeman's complaint
against the diminutive Greek peddler was
that the latter had suffered his push cart
to remain on one spot for too protracted a
period. The Greek, however had what is
known in sporting parlance as a come
back With voice and arms he told the
magistrate that the reason he had been
arrested was because he hadn't had 81
along with him to hand over to the huge
cop on demand. Then he went On to say
that this 81 levy on the part of the afore-
said limb of the law had become such a
frequent and continuous performance affair
that most of his profits had been absorbed
thereby for several months previous. Fur
thermOre, he offered to produce in court at
fifteen minutes notice. no less than twenty
OF his countrymen and contemporaries in
the peddlers trade who would voucn for
what he swore to as to that particular cops
recent disposition to overwork q good thing
SO to speak.
The story impressed the magistrate lie
ordered the cop to take the peddler over to
the Tombs prison and to fetch him back 20
court along in the afternoon after the reg
uiar docket of DRINKS and disorderlies had
been cleaned up. The magistrate added that
he intended to probe the matter.
There was a baleful look in the NAM
moth cops eyes when he seized the under
sized Greek by the scruff of the hickory
shirt waist and pushed him toward the
door, to be led across the Bridge of Signs
to the Tombs cooler. The Bridge of Sighs'
Is a covered affair. Things may happen
thereon without being subject to the CURIOUS
gaze of the merely inquistive.
The cop brought the Greek peddler back
to the court in the afternoon That is to
say ne appeared In court with what was
left Of the diminutive person from Hellas
The peddler looked as if he had been
caressed by several trolley cars moving at
full speed. in quick succession. His nose
was the mereSt frivolous relic of what it
had been when he appeared in court in the
morning. Both of his eyes were arrayed
In the habiliments of woe. His whole
countenance, in fact, was a somber purple
black In hue. There were numerous I'M
pleasant-looking dents scattered here and
there over his skull. His wrenched arms
hung loose at his Sides like dolls, and his
right knee seemed to bend inwardly as he
walked However, the COP assisted him to
get before the magistrate.
Wrath famed in the magistrates face
as soon as he saw the pitiable plight of
the poor wretch.
What has happened to you, my MANI"
ING o1rnr fha hAtt
the shattered peddler.
The figure of grief had no reply He was
not more than half conscious, anyhow He
looked to be In urgent need of about two
months In darkened room.
Onlcer, demanded the magistrate,
sternly. what has happened to this man
ing7"
The monolithic cop grinned greasily,
brushed an imaginary fly from his nose
and replied:
II don't know nottin' dats happened t.
him. y'r honor"
"Out with it," said the magistrate, still
more sternly: rising in his anger. How
does this prisoner happen to present SO
sorry sDectacle?"
Well" replied the gigantic cop, with
dlmculty erasing the grin from his fea-
lures. de munk got t arguing wit me in
dat forn Dago lingo O. his n on de way acrost
de bridge an 1 jes' shook him a bit t.
| make him apply de early-closin' movement
t his trap, OATS all"
Then the cop looked around the court,
smiling benignly, and obviously waiting for
subdued applause.
Inc magistrate. however, 1t Is mournful
70 relate. appeared to be quite deficient in
the sense OF humor in connection with this
particular case. 1t was really better than
the denouement of a screaming farce COM
coy to see that cops countenance when the
magistrate held him in 81 600 bail for trial
for deadly assault.
DE force is sure gettin' on de blink" he
muttered In a grieved sort of way as he
was conducted across the Bridge of Sighs'
himself by sympathetic felow-cop.
An Over-WOrked AdaRe.
The time-worn adage to the effect that
it's cheaper to move than to pay rent
seems to have had practical exemplifica-
ton over here for a number Of years past
There was meeting the other day of the
owners and agents Of Harlem fiat houses.
They met for the purpose Of considering
the one months rent free" proposition and
to take action thereon. Anybody who has
ever taken the trouble to look over the ad-