The day book. [volume], March 03, 1914, NOON EDITION, Image 2

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structions,. if any, given to the.po
'lice, regarding the handling of these
cases; upon the treatment of persons
arrested; upon the disposition of their
cases in court;, upon any discrimina
tion b'etween plcketers and private
policemen in the use"bf the streets,
and upon any other feature of this
situation essential, to the formation
of just conclusions by this council
and the public."
"I am introducing this resolution
at the urgent request of several
prominent Chicago clubwomen," said
Aid. Merriam.
The coppers in front of Henrici's
were playing "Tag, you're it," and
"Who's loony now?" all day yester
day to the vast amusement of the
curious on the street and the indig
nation of waitresses arrested while
peacefully walking up and down.
These games, as played by the rep
resentatives of the law, consist of a
spasmodic reaching after a waitress
whenever the cop feels a twitching
. in his arm.
No cop plays the game alone, since
it is a dangerous one to tag a slender
girl picket. The cop with the spas
modic twitch is always backed up by
several plain clothes men if he is in
uniform and several brass buttons
if he is in plain clothes.
After the tagging, the army of fat
huskies escort the one or two little
girls down the street, bawling loudly:
"Keep out of the way there, move
on." And the citizens are ruthlessly
pushed right and left by the husky
bodyguard of the twitching cop.
On the. corner of Clark and Ran
dolph, the game halts while the offi
cer -with the twitch summons a
patrol wagon, and while he is attend
ing to this, the girl waitresses do
some mighty clever press work by
advising the curious that there is a
strike on at Henrici's, and that the
girls are asking six days a week work
instead of seven, and $8 wages.
A disgruntled police sergeant, not
realizing that the cops were the an- j
swer to "Who's looney now?" as
sured bystanders that thd waitresses
were "crazy." But those waitresses
are the cleverest crazy people we ever
saw.
There has been no manhandling in
the last few days since one of the
waitresses who was man-handled,
sued the cop for $15,000. That dis
courages a cop even when he's .play
ing tag.
At the evening vaudeville perform
ance Officer No. 813 came on duty
wearing his kid gloves. He is quite a
handsome bloke, very tall and beefy
and he minces his steps like a tango
master.
No. 813 acknowledges the name of
Mike Hurley, and Mike has the
twitches very bad. He got two girls
just like that "tag, you're it." . .
These he had taken to the Harri
son street police station and then he
went back and secured three others
by the same method. His bodyguard
was very large and handsome. Some
brunettes, a few stately blonds, and
others.
The vaudeville was held on the cor
ner for fifteen minutes before the sec
ond patrol came, and sometimes Mike
the Handsome Tango dancer went
out in the'street and scolded real hard
at the people who were listening to
Mrs. Timeus tell them of the strike
on at Henrici's where girls are work
ed seven days a week for $7 a week.
One brunette plain clothes man
with quite expressive eyes had a half
Nelson grip on one of the girl's wrists,
which she resented, and- for a few
breathless seconds we feared he
would' be the next defendant in a $15,
000 suit, but some graceful tango
steps executed by Mike the Hand
some sort of turned the brunette's
thought into gentleness and he ended
by carrying, on quite a flirtatious con
versatiomvith the girl picket and sur
rounding listeners. t
Mike, the Handsome Tango danger,
accompanied this batch of girls to the
station at 180 N. LaSalle, andliie was
so gallant that we feel constrained