"RED" MULKEY'S AMUSEMENT.
He Peppered North End Loiterers
With Ripe Tomatoes.
After an extended absence of eight long months in which his presence was pleasantly missed, George ("Red") Mulkey appeared in police court yesterday. "Red" is one of the sort of men who can "whip his weight in wild cats" when he is "steeped with wine," but will walk timidly forward and eat out of the court sergeant's hand in police court.
"After being released on bond," said the officer, "I found him out here on the corner of Fourth and Walnut, a tomato in each hand. Citizens, farmers and others were dodging in every direction as Red was bouncing the big red bulbs off of any who came in his path. And he is a dead shot, too."
"Red" told his old time story of "doin' nothing to nobody" and again referred to how nicely he could get along "if these coppers would attend to their own business and let me alone."
"On account of the fact that you haven't been in here for so long a time," began the court.
"He couldn't. He was out of town," said Patrolman Kennedy. "We'd had him if he'd been in town."
The court smiled and continued, "I will fine you only $10. That you can pay, I know."
"Red" didn't have the money but was given a chance to go out and get it. He was back in ten minutes with the money. On account of his alacrity he was given a stay for half the fine. He paid the $5 and asked: "Judge, what brand of cigar do you smoke?" The judge did not reply. "Red" is a union horseshoer so he bled himself forth and soon returned with a hand full of "good" cigars made in "Kansas City, U. S. A."
"Them's all union made, too," said "Red" as he distributed them to the court, court attaches, and newpaper men.
