The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1903-02-01
Night and What it Brings
to Police in Central Station

and reads industriously. John, the
jailer, sits in a corner and thinks just
as industriously. Occasionally he arises
and goes down cellar to poke up the
reluctant furnace.
Beat you at seven-up tonight"
John."
John sits up suddenly with start.
1t is the captains nightly def" And
they are soon immersed in the depths
and mysteries Of the game.
"Bang!" goes the alarm again.
We wonder who or what the wagon
will bring in this time.
Result of a Raid.
With a swish Of grinding wheels the
wagon whirls up to the door once more.
1t is a concert hall that has been
raided-or one that makes pretense at
being so-called. A city ordinance pro-
V1deS that no women shall frequent
them, and this "haul' is the result.
Seven of them; All the way down the
gamut of age they run, from fair, fat
and forty to that which should be
sweet sixteen. That little girl, with
the fair hair - yes, the one whose
cheeks are stained with tears-looks
as though 1t were but yesterday since
she left her mothers side.
She seems to have given the cue TO.
some Of the others-they, also, are ex-
ercising their lacrymal glands at pre=-
MUM rate. But how easily one can
detect the genuine and the labored.
One Is the true sorrow of one who has
found acquafntanceship with grief;
who has tasted of the cup that held the
sweetest vintage Of the vine, and now
tastes bitter at the dregs, as all cups
must do; the ether is the. studied at
tempt at -softening the hearts of the
men who have taken them into GUS
tody. A little while they keep it up;
and then, seeing ne relenting of pur-
pose In the stern faces around them
they leave off as easily and suddenly
as they began.
A button is pressed that summons
the matron, and soon she appears and
conducts them up stairs to the women's
apartment
A couple Of "l6dgers'' come in. They
are the characters that, most of all
deserve a mention. The generality of
them are those WHO have spent all
their money in drink and then come to
the Police to "lum'1a- place to lie down.
This place tc lie DOWN is a floor Of
the third story Some Of the faces are
| familiar.
Hello, Mickey!n says the captain
Back again tonight? Thought maybe
you'd found g home by this time-hey2
You didn't. Surely you didn't try
There ought to be some lonely wildly
-
ry you. This to tough" of the old
| school-one STEPPED in very dregs of
| degradation and crime.
NO, sorr," very obsequiously mo,
sorr; Oh didn't thry very har-rd.
Shure Oi'm watin' till me ship comes
in, an thin OH parade wild tn Dist
Q, We. But, say" in a very confidential
tone CT voice, captain, kin Oh go up
| sthairs. Shure Oh hewitt he'd a wink
| since OF WIZ here this nor-r-ning. can
tain, dear. Kin Oi?'
/ Yes, yes; run along, and remember
/ don't you ever repeat this-coming
here with whisky on your breath
| Shure, captain, ut isn't on me
breadth" the old Joking fire of his
youth flashed for fleeing moment.
lis on me stomach ut's sitting good
an aisy an comfortable this minut, !"
he retorted as he slowly walked up the
wide stair.
Grafters Are. Brought.
| whats your name?" INQUIRED the
captain Of a pair of f1ashy young fell
| desk.
eddie Purdue" answers one Of
| them.
Eddie Purdue? That's a nice name
Ia real nice name. Just put that down,
| John" And down in the book goes
the name that the captain behind the
| desk would almost swear was q "pho-
ney." But he says nothing. Time and
agents, will tell their relentless tale.
The other gent" also hands in his
carefully prepared handle Of fdentifi-
cation, pluming himself upon the fact
that he has fooled the copper" He
forgets about the Bertillon system of