Democratic Sentinel, Volume 15, Number 21, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 12 June 1891 — Didn’t Use His Club. [ARTICLE]

Didn’t Use His Club.

“Come, wake up! Where do you want to go ?” A man lay on the sidewalk on Park row in the small hours of yesterday morning, curled up as if he were tucked in bed and sleeping soundly. He had been visiting several saloons, for his clothes were all awry and covered with dirt, and he looked as if he had been Bleeping in a mud-cart. A policeman shook him by the shoulder and tried to raise him to his feet, but the man aimed a vicious kick at the officer, saying: “Lem me alone. I want ter sleep, What-cher disturb a sleepin’ man for?” To the surprise of the officer the man suddenly struggled to his feet and struck out with his right hand at him, catching him under the chin. The act showed such genuine ill-nature that one of a small group of bystanders who gathered around shouted: “Club the brute. He doesn’t deserve kind treatment.” The man glared sullenly at the crowd and aimed another blow, overbalancing himself in the effort and falling heavily to the ground. He gathered himself up again and became very abusive, calling the officer every offensive name he could think of, while the latter tried to prevent him from falling again. The man then grew frightened, sobered up a little and told where he lived, and the officer put him on a Third avenue street-car and then disappeared. “Say what you like about the police, that officer is a gentleman,” said a well dressed man who had viewed the little scene. —New York Journal.