The Olneyville times. (Olneyville [Providence, R.I.]) 1887-1917, 1906-12-28

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Judge.
The judee handed the license 10
che court officer.
is Mary Ann Evans here pres.
ent?" roared Mooney.
Muggsy jerked himself erect, his
square jaw SET. his eyes flashing and
his fists elenched
Stop that. Mr.. Officer" he cried.
Il don't want that there name men,
toned in this -- p'lice COURT" the
prisoner gasped.
The judges bland smile had con-
sealed. The reporter critically poised
his stogie and emitted a low, thought
ful whistle.
Then the spell was broken by q
sommotion beyond the railing among
the spectators, and a little figure
with carroty hair and freckled face
almost hidden beneath a faded shawl
darted past the officer at the gate and
stepped 70 the judges bench A
young lad about 10 follow her wa.
denied admittance.
Nuggsy was abashed. His figure
slumped back TO its normal posture,
and again he gazed at the floor.
"P-please, sir, I'm here" faltered
the figure under the shawl, while a
pair of greenish-yellow eyes roved
back and forth between Judge and
prisoner.
Are you Mary Ann Evans?" asked
His Honor.
Yves, sir. And ! came here this
mornin' because Jimmy-thats my
brother - seen in the paper that
Muggsy was arrested, an he said
they'd try him this mornin'. An
thought mebbe | could-do sumpin'
fer i'm" Further elucidation was
interrupted by the necessity for stop
ping flow OF tears with one corner
OF her shawl
is ii this man, or his cousin. that
you were going to marry?" asked the
Judge.
Mary Ann checked an impulse TO
answer, and looked TO the prisoner
for guidance. Muggsy's eyes slowly
rose from the floor, met hers, and
read their honest appeal That look
shamed the duplicity out Of him. He
stepped nearer the judge. while the
little group narrowed around the
afiianced pair, and he addressed the
Judge in voice firm, but low, so that
the curiOsity-mongers beyond the rail-
ing could not hear:
III tell ye the truth, yer Honor" 4"
he said, AN it'll be the first time
ever told it 10 ye. | lied wen | said
the license was fer me cousin, an |
lied about breakin' the windy by ac-
cident. This little girl had promised
to marry me, yer Honor, an the
weddin' was to "a been yesterday.
An wen | happened TO think how
didn't have no ring, an how | need
ed one, and didn't have no money to
buy one, nor notin', wy | don know
how it was, yer Honor, but | just
couldn't help fergittin' I'd reformed =,
an gittin' ring the best way l
could. An now | s'pose / got TO go
to the works again, an | don't care
much, fer | don't spose Mary Ann'll
have anything to do with me now
- - D
yer Honor, an not like me. Only
don't know what she'll do, on ac-
count OF bein' out of job, an no.
body TO take care Of her. But it's all
up now, an YOU might as well give
me the sentence right away, yer
Honor, fer there can't be no we'd
din. an my jobs lost, an it's no use,
IT, 1.
We'll, in view of the circum-
stances, / won't make It so long as
otherwise would" began the Judge,
az he resumed his judicial air. 1t
will be"
But the reportorial face had sud-
and there was quiet little confer
ence, in which the prosecutor pres
emily joined.
1T will be-ahem Resumed
His Honor, when the heads separated
three months and costs" He
paused. impressively. And, in view
OF certain extenuating circumstances
the workhouse sentence is suspend
ed during good behavior, and the fine
TO be paid at the convenience OF the
prisoner"
Muggsy stared stupidity.
Go on" said Mooney, nudging
him good naturedly. mo, not that
way" as the prisoner started back
toward the bull pen" out here,
with your girl. You're free, as long
as you behave yourself. See?"-
New Orleans Picayune.