The evening world., 1920-08-23

Or we might have been Horace Nal
Wrinkle, gay clubman of tn" FOftles
disciple OF adventure anc romance
who made his debut as prisoner pe
fore the bar at Essex Market CouI
at 4 o'clock one wednesday altel
noon not so long ego.
His Honor was mopping his tore
head with an already transparent SIN
handkerchicf, for the court Wa'
hotter than usual. The aWyel
for the defendant was finishing hl'
defense with q thundCrOus outDurst u
Ior tory. when the outer door slammed
open with a bang
"Whashash-a fght?" inquired a
tovial voice. "Hooray f'r old BIZ Bry =
/ an Demossynes. Swel, 5peeSi''
Couldn'ta done better m sell. ,.s
The intruder was wen -ui W eoItS .l.3tS
Young man Of about twenty nNe, 49,. ~.
br ght red hair which Shonc plea ~,
from under his tilted straw nat ~
cent for his necktie which was pulleo
tight around his ruffled G.. ar Hhu
danYled outside the coat OF nus ram!
Reach suit, he seemed no dlueTehS
from hundreds OF men VINO may uV
Neen ON Lower Broadway during the
lunch hour. His eyes Neamed from
behind tortoise shell glasses ne was
smilinEly happy, and was oDVlouSiy
content with the affairs OF the "or'u
n general.
"1ock him up" roared His Honor,
whose habit1al frown mad deepened.
"Haye you no respect for the dignity
80 thia court?" he inquired OF the
young man. o h,d roo,
stardipe nrar the side windows in a
vain attempt to keep COOL rushed 10
90 4bp
..EYne, treat me fne," acqmesced
tho red hatred youth. Get ALA cops
New York have me pinched. Buy .em
! alIa lPl drink, n 'en mole frlen' Bill
N get me out. All kindsa respeck ~
Won. Judsh, but mole trien' Bill u
vet me out" =,
Tha stranger when led to the "pon"
was smilingly tractable, though he ex-
nressed a desire to shake hands with
the lawyer for whose oratorical talent
he had such evident regard.
"What's your nameT asked the
Warden, opening the blotter.
"Hava cigar" returned the prisoner
Have coupla cigars"
The Warden took the four cignra Of
fered and repeated the question With
more respect in his tone. Ctgnrs did
not often come from prisoners at Es-
sex Market Court.
"M'name," declared the red-haired
man after some deliberation,
Franshish."
"Francis what?"
Another moment Of deep thought
"Tname's Franshish Asheeshee."
How do you spell it?"
"Franshish-same's any Franshtsh
-A-esh- esh-i-z-i. Wait minnit, give
you m'card.'
was hlled with cards OF every shape,
and after sorting them carefully, Sc
| iected one which read, Francis AS
sizi, Collector OF Wines and Other
Now. thlsh mush be bafflin." he
observed, but lemme 'splain. go'
seven names, Member thole Gays
| when uster have seven razors, ont
o. ey'ry day'na week? Well, I'm lilt'
IN razors-got seven namsh, v'ry'da!
new name. Got itF
In confirmation, he placed seve
cards on the desk in the order OF tn
days of the week. They read; Fer
nnndo Ailadin," Felix Absolom,
"Francis AssiEi," "Fltzmauric
Achilles" Friday Adoniram,
"Frankenstein Aaronson" and linus
tus Argonaut.' r
| Now, ySnee' purSuSu "lS
after mans had Ill drink DIG I''
get name. Look
We removed his hat and showed
on, the inside. the initials "F. A. h
then explained at length that /
looking in his hat he was always r.
, minded OF the Initials, and after rel
erence 10 a calendar could tell oi'
cisely what his name was on any SAl
ticular day. Further questions oy u
l admiring Warden brought the MO
mat on that the prisoner was eigat!
! six years old and lived at an opscu
! address IN Brooklyn.
I, "Don' live there I all, but that
, ius' m'lpl Joke. Allus know how e
8 home alri', hut allus get laugh say
o live Brooklyn Mush be funny thI
live Brooklyn, eh what, ole TOPPER.
A complaint for disorderly condu
was drawn and Francis was aoo
to be led before the Magistrate, wh
he cried, with sudden recollection
" zone IiI thing. DON So Jail ia
: JUS tell mole frien' BIll 'at Va
in calm on him. Jus say 'Van'-'a
Or all VAN. Van"
70 "Bnl?" asked the Warden.
- "Sure, mole college frien' Bill. Y
r know Bill. Ev'rybody knowsh B
OF Mos poplar man N'York-'cep' I
Bryan" he amended.
- He means MT. W hltAHB' tHS
e. porter" suggested the matron, "
M had been an interested observer.
40 Francis was led TO the dock,
~ William Whiting, late OF the A.
and Princeton, II, now police
n porter for an evening newspaper,
sitting IN the flngerprnt room "
Joseph O'Connor, who had assun
'n the office OF Deputy Assistant I
ne trict Attorney only that morning, {
n Betty BillingGey. who was known
X the profession as a sob sister
lis an evening feature paper.
re 'It will be hard work for you
~ break IN at this court, O'Connor,"
- clared Whiting. "nnd you'll learn v
he later. The gang Is on the ramp
down here again, and. With al