Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1906-06-07

fed by the sound of laughter from a
prisoner: and Mr. Robert was roughly
told to shut up. and that he'd soon
laugh on the other side Of his mouth.
"All right officers. all right, only
make allowances for a man who goes
the funny side Of things WarburtOn
stood up and shook himself. and picked
mp his white hat. They eyed him in
telligently. In the morning light the
young fellow didn't appear TO sJe such
a rascal. II was plainly evident that
he hal not been drunk the preceding
night; for his eyes were not shot with
red veins nor did his lips lack their
usual healthy moisture. The officer who
had taken him in charge, being
shrewd and trained observer, noted the
white hands soft and well-kept. lie
shook his head.
Look here, me lad. you're no groom,
not by several years. Now, what tn
devil was ye up to, anyway"
I'm not saying d word, sir" smiled
Warburton. "All | want to know is,
am TO have any breakfast? | shouldn't
mind some peaches and cream or
grapes to start with, and small steak
and coffee"
"Ye wouldn't mind, hey?' mimicked
the officer what dye think this
place is, tn Metropolitan club? Yell
have yer bacon an coffee, an be glad
t git it, They'll feed ye in the mess
room. Come along"
Warburton took his time over the
coffee and bacon. He wanted to think
out a reasonable defense without un-
masking himself. He was thinking
how he could get word to me, too,
The "duffer" might prove friend in
need
"Now where?" asked Warburton
wiping his mouth.
"T' tn court. It'll go hard with ye
If yere handed over t. tn grand jury
on tn charge Of abduction. Ye'd bet
ter make clean breast of it. I'll speak
a word for yer behavior"
aren't you a little curious?"
Its part of me business, ,"-grufly.
'I'll have my say to the judge" said
Warburton.
nat SCl O"ii hIIell' COliiC'
Once outside, Warburton lost color
and a large part of his nonchalance;
for an open patrol stood at the curb.
Have I got to ride in that?'-dis-
gustedly.
"As true as life; an if We make any
disturbance, so much tn worse"
Warburton climbed in, his face red
with shame and anger. He tied his
handkerchief around his chin and
tilted his hat far down over his eyes.
"Fraid of meetin' some of yer swell
friends, hey? Ten t. one, yer a swell an
was runnin' away with tn wrong
woman. Mind. l have an eye on ye"
The patrol rumbled over the asphalt
on the way downtown. Warburton
buried his face in his hands. Several
times they passed a cigar-store, and
his mouth watered for a good cigar,
the taste of clear Havana.
He entered the police-court, not lack
ing in curiosity. 1t was his first ex-
perience with this arm of the civil
law. He wasn't sure that he liked it.
1t wasn't an inviting place with its
bare benches and its motley, tawdry
throng. He was pumped into a seat
between some ladies of irregular
habits, and the stale odor of intoXi-
cants, mingling with cheap perfumery.
took away the edge of his curiosity.
Hello, pretty boy; jag?" asked one
of these faded beauties, in an under
tone. She nudged him with her elbow.
mo sweetheart" he replied, smil-
ing in spite of himself
"Ah gowan! Been pinching some
ones wad?"
"Nope!"
What are you here for, them"
Having a good time without any
body's consent. If you will listen. you
will soon hear all about it,"
"Silence there, on the benchl"
bawled the clerk, whacking the desk.
'Say, Marie" whispered the woman
to her nearest neighbor. Here's a boy
been selling his masters harness and
got pinched"
But look at the sweet things coming
in, will you! Amt they swell, thought"
whispered Marie, nodding a skinny,
feather toward the door.
Warburton glanced indifferently in
the direction indicated, and received
a shock. Two wonderland both wore
very heavy black wells. The smaller
of the two inclined her body. and he
was sure that her scrutiny was for
him. He saw her say something irto
the ear of the companion, and reDeat
it to one of the court lawyers. The law
yer approached the desk, and in his
turn whispered a few words into the
judges ear. The magistrate nodded.
Warburton was conscious of blush of
shame. This was a nice position for
any respectable woman to see him in,
James Osborne!" called the clerk.
An officer beckoned to James. and
he made his way to the prisoners box.
His honor looked him over coldly.
"Name?"