William Murray Graydon
In Fort And Prison
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( April 12, 2010)
An excerpt:
Eleven o'clock at night in Cincinnati. The April day had been mild and balmy, and the evening was like it. The theatres had just turned out their audiences, and the streets were gay with pleasure-seekers. Saloons, cafes and hotels shed the brilliance of noonday on the pavements from their flaring windows and lamps. Cabs rattled up and down under the electric lights.
A burly policeman, idly swinging his club, was pacing slowly through a dark alley that lay in the rear of one of the main streets. As he reached the entrance to a small, paved court, he was arrested by shrill cries and the tinkle of broken glass. The sounds came from a lighted window that opened on the rear of the court, six feet above the ground. The next instant sash and blind were thrown up, and two lads dropped nimbly into the court. Favored by the darkness, they slipped by the officer, and gaining the alley, shot off at full speed.
The indignant guardian of the law shouted lustily and gave chase, but a protruding cobblestone brought him full length to the pavement. By the time he had gathered himself up, his club, his helmet and a leather-cased pocket flask, pursuit was out of the question.
Eleven o'clock at night in Cincinnati. The April day had been mild and balmy, and the evening was like it. The theatres had just turned out their audiences, and the streets were gay with pleasure-seekers. Saloons, cafes and hotels shed the brilliance of noonday on the pavements from their flaring windows and lamps. Cabs rattled up and down under the electric lights.
A burly policeman, idly swinging his club, was pacing slowly through a dark alley that lay in the rear of one of the main streets. As he reached the entrance to a small, paved court, he was arrested by shrill cries and the tinkle of broken glass. The sounds came from a lighted window that opened on the rear of the court, six feet above the ground. The next instant sash and blind were thrown up, and two lads dropped nimbly into the court. Favored by the darkness, they slipped by the officer, and gaining the alley, shot off at full speed.
The indignant guardian of the law shouted lustily and gave chase, but a protruding cobblestone brought him full length to the pavement. By the time he had gathered himself up, his club, his helmet and a leather-cased pocket flask, pursuit was out of the question.
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