The Birmingham age-herald., 1906-12-16
IN GAY NEW YORK.
Some Sideliehts of Broadway and
 Things Which Happen There.

From the New York Times.
 Jeremiah OConnell, hanson driver, who makes his headquarters in the vlein- ity of Forty-second street and Sixth ave nue. noticed woman unaccompanied leave Jacks restaurant shortly after o'clock yesterday morning. She was at tired in brown silk gown, with opera coat. hat and snoes to match, aNd carried a large bunch of violets tied with plue ribbon.
 'I<indly drive me to Seventy-frst street and Broadway" she said, hopping into the rig.
 There was nothing unusual about the appearance of his fare, and as the sleepy eabby urged his nag to faster Jog ne congratulated himself upon having work when most of his associates were ldie' The reverie was of short duration, now ever. for with bang the lid of the open ing in the roof of the rig was knocked off it's hinges. Shreks of mirth came from inside Following this slipper came flying from the inside, sWattns OConnel squarely in the face.
 Ere miss. be nice-be nice, femon- strated the astonished Jeremiah HI you don't be good I cant carry you fur ther."
 'Yales got the ball-rah-rah rah-wo zip" was the reply from the inside, fol- lowed by fusillade of an umbrella, pair of opera glasses, and mass Of veal ing apparel. Then there was a crash or falling glass. and the coachman brushed aside the flying obstacles in time to see the front windows of his vehicle kicked out By the time he pulled up and alight- ed his messengers tootsies were dangling out of the opening and She was falfly convulsed with laughter.
 Dat a ell of woiy fer lody to
 W.tr l. -fBlrn Q the .stuffins out of m fansom. Hits up 10 you to 'op out an settle.
 The woman wggled her feet misehieV- ously, but refused to budge.
 "Yae wins. I'm comfortable. Who cares if 1t Is raining in London, cockneY| she replied.
 A crowd gathered. and despite their laughs and aunts and Jeremiah's efforts to disturb the woman she settled herself for snooze. This was in the vicinity Of Iongacre Square.
 Policeman Walsh of the West Forty second street police station, on an early morning scout. was attracted to the scene by the crowd. and his appearance pfouehl joy to the cabby.
 Bobby me boy. arrest this dame in stantly. She's kicked the daylghts out of my cab The woman's asleep now, so be quick. for heaven only knows what the puss will be mp to next
 After the greatest eUOfl the cop brought the young woman to life. but orly with the aid of patrol wagon and several friendly cops was he able to get her to the station house
 ''Call me at 2, clerk. Send up medium boiled eggs, toast. coffee and with little Scotch on the side at the same time, please" she said drowsily as the matron took her in charge.
 When arraigned in the West Side police court later in the morning she looked very seedy and was decidedly repenant.
 'It strikes me you are a mighty hand some young woman to face such charges as e-disorderly conduct and ntoxica- tion." said Magistrate Sweetser ruefully.
 Beside putin crimp in my outfit. added Jeremiah even more sorrowfully' my boss declares was drunk an 1t was me that done the damage. When l said it was a little woman he laughed an told me I was canned.
 .'If you pleas SC, sir don't be hard on me" said the prisoner. Its my first of fense My brother is in Yale and l sup pose I celebrated too hilariously. Really, l didn't mean any harm"
 The woman said her name was Eliza beth Chrystie and she lived at the St. AIbans. 349 West Fifty-eighth street
 'If this leaks out I'll be ruined forever do give me another chance,' she said.
 This appeal melted the magistrates heart and after the prisoner promised to reimburse the cabby for damages and help assist him back into the good graces of his boss she was released.
 Ii was said at the St. Albans that no such person was known there.