The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1902-02-16

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well, en-, I suppose, thin, It's home I'd
better go, but how cud Rooney be drunk
whin he's a temperance man wild his pledge
In his pocket?-
Don't ask me- said the sergeant. 'I'm
no oracle
Rooney's friend had just got out Of the
door whea a big oed-shouldered fellow
walked In putting at a broken piece of a
clay pipe.
Sergeant he roared In a basso pro-
flndo voice, I'm Big Reilly from Tinth
avenue. Have We SIGH q man as Rooney
here2'
I'VE have, : said the sergeant.
And what did Rooney do?'
Got drunk
'Drunk?'
.Glory be ter tie soul av Bridget He
promised her he'd niver touch tn crater
as long as he lived
well, he has fall IN said the sergeant,
smiling. He has fallen from grace
In bail for him?'
.Oh, you'd better bring some ono here
whom ] know replied the sergeant.
AS big htAllE Dd~Nth OGN NAAANO b'NH 49,
ing o~veralls and blue jumpers entered.
They lined up before the sergeant's desk
and, standing In a row, removed their
hats and said in chorus;
lis Mr., Rooney here!
"He is," replied Dillon.
And what was he tux up forf asked
one.
Drunk" answered the sergeant.
John Rooney drunk, exclaimed the
trio in chorus. John Rooney drunk.
Nov how cud hat be- asked the middle
man: "Rooney's been sober longer than
amy man on Tinth avenue, and he said
he'd vote for Sunday clonin
kin ~infooince git him out2' inquired
a second member Of the party, -,
Il don't know" replied Dillon. You'd
better get a bondsman now and settle
for him in court. Rooney seems TO have
MANY friends -.
Friends, is it, exclaimed the middle
man. John Rooneys got more frlnds
than aither McNlanus or SE. Crlminins,
tn c)uthractor.1
Well said the sergeant. bring some
Of them around for bail"
When the trio had gone a short, thick
set young man., wearing a sweater ana a
pair Of tight trousers, entered tho sta
ton.
Hello, SARGE he said. was Screw
Rooney pinched ter-nighlf
We have a man named Rooney locked
up for intoSication," said tie sergeant.
what? Rooney boozod? Screw Rooney
tanked! Saw, sarge, on de lev he hain't
hit a high hat in tirtecn months. Why,
he's been on de sprin king cart for more'n
a year, OATS do worsost ever heard
Why, he hasn't been in IiafIerty's nor any.
other power house in tirtoen months
Who're did he git it?'
Git whatf'
.De medicine: de oil? None Of dem
undertakers on Tent avner nd sell him
awning.
well, he must have got II over in a Thirty
first street morgue, said the sergeant,
sThat's where they found him"
Say" said the tough young man. u feel
like | had been smoking hop. tell yer,
sarge, dem deere guys what drink cant
keep of de stun. Jist as soon as dey smell
de old Mnllie9n dey must have de ale dat
Then in came a negro.
s'Scuse me, cap'n," he said, would yuh
he so kind as 20 please inform ne has yer
got a gcn'man in his yeah station by tn
.Roonev's here interrupted the ser
geant. you're the sevcnty-ninth man who
has been asking for him Are you related
to him?"
"Oh, no." answered the negro; Il Jest
come round 'kase he's ma friend. You
sec, yo' honah, Mistah Rooney don't earn
much money, but whenever he's got a
dollar he ncbber draws do color line on no
man. He jest gives yer the money, Deed,
he docs. Cnp'u; but how did IL come bout2
Was he drugged wifi knockin'-out drors?
He amt no gin chaser. deed, he amt.
Nebber shot crap, play poke nor nuitin like
dat. Deed, he didn't; he jist went ter bed
early, smoked his pipe an worked all day
like a Citizs ms Union, | know it, 'ksse l
work wifi him. How'd be an temperance
come ter quarrel, cap'n?'
Give il up replied the sergeant, But
how did all New. York hear that Rooney
aWhy, he toll eberybody. De hull Of
Tenth abnuc heerd bout dat last winter
when he licked five men an swore hissolf
nebber to drink anudder drop Of poison in
his born days
After the negro had gone away a tall,
thin man entered the station, removed his
hat and, siding UP, to the desk, seid;
"Excusen me, Judge; but ! am der barber
from Tirt y-four street. ! hserd dot mebbe
MIR. MoRooney. which drives the moving cart
wagon, got himself arrested on der station
house for sonnet ing which he didn't did,
While he we're nit his truck on Tirty-frst
street making a move for a lady What lives
in a house 10y der name Of Daily, when she
decisioned to removal TO Chersey City
because her son got a chob on Pennsyl-
delphia Railroad Company's ferry house.
Is dot trueP'
lis what trueI
What | said
lit may h. true remarked the sergeant,
but ! can't tell unless you bring around an
Interpreter
swered the barber. 'He can talk nit me
on English 10 good MS | can talk nit you.
But that did he didf'
lie got drunk, said the sergeant.
Excuse me- continued the barber,
but dot would lie impossibleness. ] shave
him two, tree times a weak und be never
smellod his breath from vhiskey Ia a year.
He is What / call eXtempcrate!"
sThat's the word exactly remarked
Sergt. Dillon. 'LHtenipcrate.'
sure" said tie barber. mo matter
when We have a pint on my shop Mr.. McRoo- !
ney would bot a drink take for a million
t'ousand dollars. Nobody could accept
him TO do it,"
All right" said the sergeant, but II
you want 70 get him out 60 and get a bonds
man. He's sobercd up now
len minutes later a little stout woman
with a green shawl over her head opened
the door, peekcd in and bowed gracefully.
Good aNeuiu'. CAPTAIN aha aid soaa |