Evening Republican, Volume 14, Number 1, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 January 1910 — DRAMA IN REAL LIFE. [ARTICLE]

DRAMA IN REAL LIFE.

Laaf-I.««t Mm oa Way to Prlaoa Is Met by Brother. So much like a bit from an old-fash-ioned melodrama was an incident tn the Bowefy early yesterday morning that If the scene had been put oq a stage the critics would have sneered, the New York World says/ Judge Crain heard about It In general sessions later in the day when Joseph Miller and Abraham Wiener were arraigned, charged With burglary. As Miller and Wiener, handcuffed to three detectives, were led Into the court room a well-dressed man walked behind, looking sadly at Miller. When the prisoners were committed to the Tombs the stranger wept. He waa Miller’s brother, a trusted official in Ihe service of the United Stgfe* government. Years ago he and Joseph were boys together on a farm up State. Angered at a fancied insult. Joseph ran away from home and until yeeterday had not been seen or heard of by his relatives. Detectives Duggan, Klnsler and O’Farrell arrested MlUer and Wiener Just after midnight in a room at 405 East Bth street. The two had been indicted by the grand Jury on the charge that they had robbed the loft of a cloakmaker, Herman Schloes, at 87 East 20th street. Detectives and prisoners, on the way to police headquerters, were at 4th street and the Bowery when a stranger, who had been eyeing Miller Intently, walked up to him and slapped him on the back. “Hello, Joe,” he shouted. “Where have you been for six year*? Father and mother are sick from worrying' about you.” Miller, who had stopped with a Jerk, turned away as If to Ignore the questioner. Detective O'Farrell asked what the stranger wanted. •"This Is my brother,” was the reply. "I want him to come home.” r If O'Farrell explained the situation. The grief-stricken brother followed the party to headquarters. There he waa Informed that MlUer and his companion would be arraigned in general sessions and he want thither In advance. After the bearing the good brother stepped up to the bad one and naked: "What can I tell mother and father V The prisoner turned and said In a low voles: "Don’t tell the folks you saw ma That’s mil.” x tir ' - - r ~