The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1907-10-31
ARMOREDKNIGHT IN ESSEX ST.
MS moan TO YESTERDAY LED
~ A COMMON G.AOL.
Ten sublime Moments In the Errsnt IAre
% AIR a:loN ami nrCpdero. BEING q Push
cart Mystery. On which the Reporter
q seis-lncrlmlnated AccompiIcc.

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cart Mystery. In which the RepOrter
L q seis-lncrlminated Accompincc.
Sir Giovanni Dondero, so dubbed by
force OF circumstance early Tuesday even
ing. enjoyed his knighthood only ten min
utes, and as there was q nail prodding him
IN the back during that time even 50 limited
enjoyment had it's bad features. And
then he was Invested of his knighthood
and hurtled into a common gaol. Poor
John!
sir John, to usa ia Eenglis'. first came
under the trying rays Of the spotlight as
he was running at b~reakneok speed down
Fssex street. his armor clanking. his lance
at rest. The denizens Of the neighborhood
got out of his way terrified.
"A devill" cried some, A ghost!" others
nhriekei. A soiuier!" decided others.
He was "A fearsome sight. as IL were, with
his visor down. his faded purple plume
waving TO the Fast River breeze. over
went barrels of fruit and chestnut roasters'
stands. The sheen Of the street lamps
WAS reflected from the point Of his lance
such a wicked looking weapon!
There are no windmills any more on Essex
street, so our hero had TO take the next beet
opponent. This happened 10 he a large
imsbcart with a back on il like one Of those
swcll Bow cry bars. Distributed over this bar
was a. fine an assortment Of aides under
'eaths as the man holding seat IA 2 could
ever hove to see. 10 IL doubtful II Sir John
really meant 10 enter into q tilt with the
iushcart. Maybe his lance just clipped.
Rot he that as ,t may the point of the lance
caught in the lingerie display and the
tnUrnaWent was on. Not even a knight
Cf the long ago could he expected to win
mn apalnaf a h,tnrp of lace a MI ri Wee and
'hiugs. Sir John toppled aud fell q a
fuiy shower.
OUCH help help" A most nnknighsIy
"elt vent w which could be heard clear
down tO Pitt street. But before anybody
else could get w the mailed figure a woman
ga OF top Of il, stamping with her feet
rpd pounding Win her fists against the tin.
.Len!me up" came from the mass.
There's n nail ticking ne in the back.
'Mebbe you viii learn. 10 leafe moneys
alone. rea?" was the only comfort offered 10y
the " Uman, h kept on with her pounding.
"Gonen. gonef!' she called, and half "A
i'vndrei LARS Of heavy shoes we're i'm
inediately rroSered 10 help her as soon as
llers should he worn out. But Mounted
Policeman Louis Martin came up lust then,
eEarstei the heap on the ground into its
sonuonent parCs and landed Sir John in
the Delaney street police station.
Now H.: us prohe. Who vas Sir John?
low did he hapyen to stumble into the
,Tentie,h century and t.ssex street. and
who was the mysterious oman! taking
y small riere of the ruined arrnor for u
sfle. a Sun Reporter yesterday traced i:
mack 10 Hvmie Cohen = shop, not 50 very far
from Little Hungary. IL really 'sa't Hy-
mics ,lop at all; Hymie only works there
for d tusn named but we promised not to
feli WHOM HSrlie works for.
rs IL not enough bad 20 have ones finest
suit Of arrpor stolen and ones shop turned
bottom side down without having one go 10
all for he'll ing q murderer to ascape?'
asked the proprietor.
"You see" continued Hymie. AL Of a
sudden the door busts in like that and a
Een~tlenau--"
He was no gentleman, he was a goner'"
INTERRUPTED Hymie's boss.
a gonef grabs UP a tin suit
- tin suit, Mein Iieber! der finest real
antique armor!' interrupted Hymie's boss.
Der finest antique armnr, ' Hymis re-
heated, and crawls into il. He gets the
rim hat
Tin hat, nein---"
On HE head and grabs up the lance
and stands up just like a statute
In mein arrlor. too. said Hynies boss.
And then in comes a crazy woman yelling
And knocks over Philip der Second und
Pocshontas und Georch Washington
,nd---"
And the gentlem- goneS, he runs ont of
the door and the woman, she runs out after
hims---'
And he didn't bring back mein armor.'
added Hymie's boss; Der fnest--
Which explains quit a lot Of the my stery.
The trail now leads down TO Norfolk street,
where Lizzie Helden runs a dry goods store
Al No. las. Lizzie says she was under the
counter looking for something. when a
Young mar ran In and grabbed her purse
containing s1I.9l from the till and ran out
again. This, mind you. happened at the
very beginning Of the story and Lizzie
was the crazy woman" Hymie was telling
about She naturally chased after the
Young man and ran clear up to Houston
street and into the coetumer's shop and
back down Essex street TO the pushcart
before she caught him.
Which explains everything but h Sir
John was and what became OF him. The
police had John Dondero. II years old, OF o8
President street. Brooklyn. before Magis-
trais Steinert in the Essex Market police
court yesterday morning charged with petit
larceny, and the Magistrate held him in
$500 bail for trial
And there's the whole story.