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Show RIDING, riding over the shlng steel, Never a eent to pay our faro. Trusting to Fortune's wheel, Many a "con" we'll hnvo dodge. Many a brakey "spiel." Lato at nlpht when all Is black, Dark as tho faca wo wear, Hcv for the conch'es sllpp'ry back, Hov'for the cinders there. Frank Ahidii, Fred Alexander and Louts Alexander, three colored .citizens, were wurbllng the ditty reproduced nbove on Friday ovonlns: at tho Short Line depot. They did not near the gentle sotto voice of Patrolman Bunrc' Here Is tho damed old station. Where do thosu tramps tho day shun? HI! tfot along, get along, got along, lend mo some Information. And once again the scone Ik changed, New earth they seem to sci; We hhw the city magistrate, and stern of face Is he. Though all who would could not iro out, , Tlie door wta opou wldo. And nil who would might entar and none wern thcro denied. Judge Dlehl (singe): How beautiful upon-fh dais. In peace reollnlng, 'tis to give bo many soldiers of fortune and needy citizens of aumptuounly and without cost to themeclvoa at lolsur dining. Benjamin MIIoh, who was oharged by Robort W. 8mlth with having struck him in tho eye and causlnc him to loeo tho uoo of it, was acquitted ycRtnrday of the crime of mayhem, and discharged bv the court. The caeo of tho four young jrlrls who wern charged .with Immorality was again continued until Monday. Tho mother of one and the brothar of another appeared with thorn, but hitherto tho paronts and relations of the others have shown no lgns of any Interest n to what becomes of tho unfortunates Attempts nre being made to find those who are mora to blamo for the gbrl' condition tfcs.n they. ar tacmMlVAS. L |