Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-12-27

!eoto,S6, sop,o day. sunny HUes IN q
u;,ty nd,TOD street, The onlU home
she has ever known, W,th her h' ahmt' az
,be dark side Of eUerything, the .oppo.
lie Of sunny. sunny ana Bert decide
~ have day IN the country, but
sarSyf s3rsct Tor pennies and are arrested by
W'bb;, poiicemdn for "VdgrdncyH
sveS,rgo rim pii" H." Bert said 10 SWnny,
AND HERE IT CONTINUES
CHAPTER II
Az the Foot OF the Ladder
r,,ur polic e-court magistrate frowned
"ApplIcatIon of Miss Leslie Mon
,,..sor }or n license to permit two chill.
dren to appear In n revue at the Park
Music Hall"
The magistrate pursed UP his lips. "I
don't know" he said II dom Know 81
siI" He looked at The applicant over his
spectaclea
she was a tall, very beautiful woman
nth shining golden hair; not quite q
young woman, perhaps yet remark
sbiv handsome woman. Tho magistrate
was kindly looking man.
81 do not care for this sort of thing
What In the age of these chtldren?'
zone Is nine and the other eleven,
she said
TOO young, too young; \ far toe
,oung -" He shook his head. Well
well He paused. I'm consider. J.,
think it over. Wait. I'll take tho next
case"
Niss Montressor bowed
"1 am to waltz" she inquired.
Yes" he said, walt. don't care
for this child performing business at all
but iii see. I've no wish to bo un'
'o Miss Montressor stepped out of tho
u,ltneAs box.
''Vagrancy, your honor"
pear, dear" the magistrate said
Into Into the prisoners dock stepped tho
One shuffled with a melancholy mien
and downcast face. tho other tripped
lightly into the dock and smiled broadly
At the paternal looking magtstrate.
Herbert Jackson and Elizabeth Ann
Ducrow," some one announced.
charged with agrancy--singing in the
streets for the purpose of collecting
We weren't collecting aims at ALL"
Sunny said Indignantly. ME and Bert
wanted some money to pay our fares
"Waitr, the magistrate said sternly.
You will have an opportunity to talk
presently"
The ponderous policeman who had ar
rested them went into the Witness-boN.
He declared that they were always pes
iarins people for money that he had
warned them several times but they had
taken no notice Of his warnings. so he
had arrested them last evening while
they were singing Errtd IN the streetS snr S,o ovcs
famed.
he? What a liar"
Hush !' some one said.
before ms In " Ills iH life nfte !" sunny exploded,
When did you See me in the streets
asNng for money!" she demanded of the
Yesterday morning: 1t was about
'"slGS' oS. was ae fs!a s!a Sunny leaned over the
edge Of the dock. Was It? What about
me being in Johnson's pickle factory
Don't you believe word he says. sir !;
It's not true. Me and Bert work at
Johnson's pickle factory I've been there
three years. Bert's been there nearly
four We're there al day long, so how
could q ave seen uS?'
You were singing in the streets last
night the magistrate said.
Sunny nodded. She smiled at him,
and for the life of him the old gentle
man could scarcely rcprCgs a smile IN re-
turn.
|. 1T wrs like this" she said in con-
fdential tone She leaned toward him
Ne and Bert wanted to go to Hampton
Court | asked my aunt to let mo keep
Bcrt's father Wouldn't 10, him have none
OF his, either. SO we had to get money
tomrhOw to pay our fares, and | thought
il I sang in the streets | might get
enough. never done il before, and
what that fat policeman says isn't true
How could we be beggin' in the streets
when we're working In JOhnSon's DiCKle
factory" ASK yoGrseIf sunny M
sisted. How could we be in two places
at once? He said we were in the streets
o"ggin' at twelve yesterday why, we
ping up the cauiif,owers for the piccaiilii
/ was, and Bert was in the boiling room
i always makes i'm sick the smell Of
vinegar Don't Il, Bert.
YES he said.
"Of course" Sunny admitted. Il sposc
We didn't ought To- have sung in the
streets, only there was no harm in il,
was there? We wanted to 60 20 Hamp-
ton Court Bert's been queer I'm his in
sides for days; It's the smell of the vim
"Sllence !" some one said
=. Sunny looked around Indignantly.
I'm telling the old gentleman she
to know, don't YOU, sir?'
pickle ractoryY'
"Johnson's In Cutway street. Bor-
ough." she said. "You call down thrre
first time you're passing and ask to sco
Mr. Bill WIlkins. he's the foreman IIeu
tell YOU" - : WV W. ~''''''' - =
1T seems to be a case OF mistaken
Identity" the magistrate said. Though"
he paused, and looked at sunny
cannot understand how any one can have
mistaken this girl for any other How
over, 1t is very wrong, and II is against
thc law to sing in tl1o streets, :" he s,id
severely. You must not do II again"
Not if you saw we're not to-" sunny
said
VERY well On that understan nding
y5u can go The chnrgc IL dIsnliss,T
Nav, -