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A MORNING SPENT IN THE CHICAGO -A V. POLICE COURT BRINGS
TO LIGHT SOME ODD STORIES
BY JANE WHITAKER
He yawned ! He was quite a young
thing and he was terribly bored. He
looked around the Chicago avenue
police station with an expression that
clearly said: "Nothing to this, noth
ing at all! Nothing at all!
Meanwhile his landlady rambled
on without pausing for breath. He
married. He gavethenameofMr.and
He yawned again. "My name isn't
Smith at all," he said, answering
Judge Sabath's request that he tell
what he knew of it "My name is
William H. King. I live with my
mother. I was" coming past this place
on Saturday night and heard a com
motion so I went in and was ar
three.weeks?" "If you will keep quiet a moment,
I will tell this thing and get it
The voice was" so cross and dicta
torial that I looked f or its owner. He
was a policeman. Incidentally the
landlady was his wife, hence the
cross, stern voice.
"I awoke to hear this Tacket and
went into the flat and arrested this
young fellow. I told my wife to hold
the girl because I was hurt recently
and wasn't able to hold more than
one. My wife let the girl go else she
would have been here, tod."
toher.'.' There was a little domestic spat
then and there, but in the end the
case was continued to permit the
housekeeper to come in court and
testify that William Kent was Mr.
Smith, and William yawned.
Followed Bessie Berry, who said
she lived at 20 Illinois street and Lou
Murphy, who said she was a house
keeper at 506 N. State street. The
officer who brought these young
ladies into court was very indignant,
but not more so than Bessie. Bessie
had fire in her eye. '
"Your Honor," the officer said, '1
picked these two up when they were
trying to climb- out on the new pier at
8 o'clock in the morning. They were
both drunk, and this one here (in
dicating Bessie) used the most terri
ble language I have ever heard."
Bessie glared. "Tell what you
done; tell both sides of it," she taunt
ed. And then Bessie told herself.
She was married; her husband didn't
know she was arrested. No, she
wasn't working, her husband kept
her. She used to work at Mandel's.
She and her friend Lou were going
"But you had no fishing appara
tus," the state's attorney said.
Bessie looked her scorn. "You kin
rent them there. This officer told us
not to go out there and he better tell
you what he did to me."
Bessie's eyes intimated that she
could tell a terrible story if she but
would, though it simmered down to
the fact that the officer had rudely
squeezed her arm.
"I want a continyance. I can get
witnesses." And then Bessie, who
had never beeii arrested before, dis
covered some inaccuracy in the jury
waiver she had signed and informed -the
judge that she Wouldn't make it
right now; she demanded a "contin-
And though the state's attorney
wanted Bessie to get a$J.OO fine right
then, she got the "continyance" to
enable her to become less muddled,
and get her witnesses.
Harry Flynn had been arrested for
sleeping in an empty flat at 715 N.
State street, but thereason Harry
slept in an empty flat was- quite clears
when he stated iieiiad part time work
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