The daily morning journal and courier., 1907-05-21
LAWYER MOsEY BACK.
Essex Market Dean Deserts the
 Bronx.

the street.
 It wasn't long ago that Rosey, with the aid of Frank the Bootblack, Tony, Franks brother, and a pusneart, car ried his office goods from ,he little rooms over the cigar store around the corner to Grand and Ludlow streets. The distance was short, but the street was in mourning just the same, for Rosey announee1 that the change was but the precursor of his quitting the Essex Market bar en- tirely and taking up his profession iii the Morrlsania court. He trie6 il cut the Bronx was not for Rosey.
 The Bronx may do for some." sud Rosey yesterday, but it is too far sway from New York"
 Magistrate Whitman was disposlIg of the usual run of cases yesterday af- ternoon when creaking was Lard out in the street, lou1 "Whoa!" and then mighty shout, Louis. Zeltner, the wireless news expert, gripped his un- 1 lighted cigar in his teeth and ran out. Gashouse Johnny Feituer, the ianit2r grabbed half 9 dozen pieces of candy from bag carelessiy held by Joe Levy, the Duke of Essex street, ard joined in the rush to the street.
 What do you know about thar" asked Johnny. talking around the sixth and last piece of candy as he | crowded it into his mouth.
 q said he'd he back, was the dukes
 "I said he'd be back was the dukes Outside, the street was already black with people-shouting hurrah- ing, struggling people they were, and the chief English words which rose above the tumult were "Rosey is back!'
 In the center of the joy-frenzied crowd was truck. The single horse which strained at the harness did so only by dropping forward with the weight of his frame. His strength had gone with the covering of his ribs. Frank the Bootblack pushed gently on pair of cobwebby reins and directed caressing words and Italian curses at the beast by turns.
 Behind Frank was stacked up the well worn library, the books being pill l ed in between the drivers seat and the 1 rolltop desk. On the tail of the wag- on was Rosey, seated in his desk chair. With one hand he gripped at the desk in front of him to render his perilous seat more secure. The left hand was busily employed in lifting his silk hat in acknowledgment of the greetings that poured in on him from all sides. There was a distance of perhaps 100 feet yet to go to the office which Rosey | had rented over the corset store. The frame of the horse weakened, but he , was game. Then came the Duke, Cas- house. Johnny, the wireless expert, Joe Berkowitz, and all the rest. They swooped down upon that horse, and in twinkling had him detached from the wagon. The horse was led over to where Fred Paul, the health food boy, was asleep in one of Franks chairs. Zeitner punched Paul until he found a sensitive spot, and bade him hold the horse It was unnecessary. The brute was already asleep.
 The horse disposed of a fight en- sued for the honor of place on the shafts.
 Through all the celebration .Rosey never moved a muscle aside from his hat doffing and his slight struggle to retain his seat. It was gratifying all that ovation, he admitted afterward, but it was a matter of course. His ad- mirers lifted him down when the truck stopped in front of the corset store, and Rosey superintended the carrying of his possessions upstairs, When ev- erything had been set in place Rosey mounted a chair,
 Dear friends" he said, "and gentle men of the press, there are two chairs and desk for the reporters. l regret that the unexpectedness of this occa- sion prevents my having enough chairs for all,
 You see me back. You naturally ask me why. Why, I would ask you, does the tired and lonely bird soaring through the thin ether, seek, in his ad- vanced years, the welcoming and fam iliar-." He hesitated and finally brought down the right arm, which had been following the bird You boys can fix that up all right, he said; 'you see what I mean.
 'The Bronx" the dean continued. q have left Repper, my partner, in The Bronx. He told me I would enjoy it there. No. When 1 come back and look into the faces of you, my friends my heart" This time it was the left hand which was slowly withdrawn from its place over the deans heart He stepped down and whispered to the reporters, You can see what mean. Fix it up to suit yourselves"
 The men crowded into the little of- flee had noticed number of boards of various size stacked away in the corner. Rosey lifted these one by one to admit of a general view. His name, blazoned in gold letters against a black background, the whole render ed impressive by an immense red seal was on the face of each.
 "The old signs were faded with age, he explained. "A good many rains have beat upon them and he way ed his hand significantly at the re- porters.
 Johnny Feitner hurried out and shortly afterward reappeared, this | time outside thn window and support