The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1907-11-10


Mickey Splaine cautiously opened the
door Of the East Fifty-Rrst street police
station and peeked in. Ordinarily Mickey
would have hssitated and done some tall
thinking before getting up the nerve to
cross the threshold Of the station house that
has been the scene Of his many encounters
with the police. but last night he displayed
a holiness that surprised even himself as he
marched right up 10 the desk.
Lieut.. Teddy RaynOr looked up from the
blotter as the door swung open and leaning
over beheld Mickey. whose head missed the
top Of the rsiling by eight inches.
Your sister Mary lost again. asked
Raynor from force Of habit.
Nav. she amt lost" Mickey sneered.
IAN wot's more. afore | tells yuh wot l
wants I amt a-goin' tub stan fer none o dat
game I gifts all de times | comes here. Me
ladder voted fer Moiphy an I'm goin' tub
git me rights. an"
You'll get your rights. Mickey RaynOr
broke in. but tell me what nils you this
time. II your sister Mary amt lost who IL,
and h brings you here at this hour OF
the night. anyway"
Me dorg Patsy Ia stole an l wants some
cops tub git him back fer me. Fatty Ho-
gan's got him in his cellar down on Forty
told street. an he won't, give'm tub me.
De big stiff SEE Patsy bites his sister Liz an
o dat he's goin' tuh kill him fer it. an wen
hears dat l runs all de way up here
"That's a cese for the courts, Mickey
said the lieutenant, and VIC can't do any
thing for you. Go TO court in the morning
and get a warrant for Fatty Hogan and he'll
give up Patsy mighty quick"
rs dat wot | gifts after runnin' all de way
UP here fer some cops tub git me Patsy
saved from bein' kilt? But | amt a-goin'
tub swaller dat STALL wants sone cops
an I wants dem now. Dat geezer Fatty
Hogan SEE he's goin' tub kill Patsy right
away an dere amt no tinH tub lose. DE
cops kin ride down dere on de patrol wagon
an git dere in time tub save de life q me
dorg- Hurry dem up. will yuh pleGsc?"
Cant do IL. Mickey said Raynor. Il
need all the men | have. and besides you'll
get all the satisfaction you want in court In
the morning. Trot home now and 20 TO
bed. It's a wonder you don't whip Fatty
and make him give up the
Dat amt got nOttin' tub do wild H."
snapped Mickey. -Fatty's bigger'n me an
say. I amt a-goin' tuh stall wild yuh; l
want me dorg an l amt a-gOin' home Wild
out him, an dat's all dere's uh't" Mickey
swung himself up on the railing in front
OF the desk and looked straight at the leu
tenant. "'Spose a guy swipes somet'in'.
Amt dat boigl'ry? 'Spose a guy scz he's
goin' tub kill a dorg fer nottin' at all. Ain't
dat prevenshun cru'lty tub animals?"
Il suppose So" answered Raynor, AZ he
continued entering up h outgoing roll
call. but | tell you to go n get a warrant
and have Fatty pinched."
dis amt gittin' a square deal nohow
I tells de cop On-de beat bou Fatty swipin'
Patsy AM sayin' he'd be kilt an ready fer
de butcher in de mOrnin'. An wQt does de
cop han me? Go git de mutt yuhse'f IN
don't be bodderin' me- Is dat de way tuh
treat a guy wot van tub be nice? Every
time me poor sister Mary gifts lost it's de
same. De cops wot's s'posed tub go an
git her won't do nottin'.
AN here l tells yuh bout a guy wOt's a
~boigl'r-yuh seq yuhself dat swipin's boig-
lry-an' dat prevenshun crulty ting. an
yuh won do nOttin' bout At. Dat amt
gittin' me rights an yuh knows 1t. | amt
Moiphy, an Moiphy's 'lected, an"
Now see here, Mickey roared Raynor.
I've had enough Of this. and l wsn you
that II you don't get out Of here and let me
finish my work I'll lock you up"
Mickey lowered himself TO the floor and
gased at the lieutenant a moment in blank
s5Spose / breaks intuh a bloke's house.
Is dat bOigl'ry9 An spose-
Raynor rang an electric bell and shouted
in a stentOrian voice, Here. one Of you re-
serves, hurry out here and take this priso-
ner.- But before the cop who answered the
command had risen from his chat in the
section room Mickey took 1t on the run
and was fleeing down Fifty-first street as
fast as his legs could carry him..
IL was long after bedtime when Mickey
reached Forty-third street and surveyed
the basement windows OF the nat where
lives Fatty Hogan. Mickey lives in the
same row and il thoroughly familiar with
the lay of the Ian on tn whole block. IL
was very dark and the street was deserted
when the youngster broke tho window lead
inR 10 the cellar and dropped below.
Here Patsy. here Patsy" he called in "A
voice scrace above a whisper. Dis IL
Mickey wOt's come fer yuh." The cellar
was all inky blackness and a. silent IA the
grave. and the lads heart beat a tattoo
against his breast as he waited.
oh, Patsy. he amt agone an kilt yuh!
Here Patsy, here Patsy.
There came a sound from one of the coal
bins and Mickey's heart almost stopned
heating as thoughts of ghosts and gobilns
and the banshee gallOped through has
brain. Unnerved by the terrifying silence
and the darkness. Mickey was about to
grope his way To- the window TO escape
when "A FAMILIAR yeip came 10 MS ears
Patsy" he called, and in his Joy he for
gor himself and fairly shrieked the name:
He forced open the door Of the Hogan coal
hin and the next moment he had Patsy
clasped in his arms. Mickey kissed the
log again and again. while Patsy licked
Ckey's face and wagged His tail in an
ecstasy of delight.
The reunion Of Mickey and Patsy was
- demOnstrative that Mrs. Hogan, who
lives onthe first floor right. Mrs. 0TOOle.
whose fiat IL on the first floor left. were soon
OUT OF bed shouting: Burglars! Murderl
Police Fret Help!'
Policeman O'Byien OF the East Fifty-first
street station an up in response to the
cries. rapping His nightstick on the side
walk and blowing his whistle as he ran.
Policemen from adjoining posts were soon
on the hotfoOt and a citizen who heard
the cries ~telephoned TO the station house to
despatch the reserves on the double quick.
No. he didn't know what had happened, but
IL was probably murder OF something ter
rible. for the whole block was reused.
Lieut.. RaynOr sounded the gong in the
lection room, the men on reserve were
iImhled out of bed and in a jiffy the entire
available force of tnc East Fifty-flrst street
station was hurryinG 10 the scene.
Il heard the burglars in the cellar!"
hreathlcssly exclaimed Mrs. O"ToOle. and
do be careful. Mr.. Policeman, that they
don't shoot YOU dead, oh, dear M, isn't