BOTHER IN A BAR.

A REMITTANCE MAN ON THE

RAMPAGE.

Awful Ord's Obscenity.

A Beery Bounder's Bad Break.

Not the least known of Wellington's beery citizens are several remittance men, whose devotion to [purge is a strange and remarkable fact, very often leading them to deeds that earn for them undying fame— in the registers of the Police Court. : One of thorn is Thomas Ord, who on' Monday last made yet another appearance m the S.M. Court, on charges of using- obscene language and of assaulting Charles Kelly. The awful Ord is an ex-soldier, whose wild and woolly ways have caused hkn to be dumped down m God's Own Coun-. try with a remittance of ten quid a month and full liberty to spend it as he likes: Here he does his level best jto show the simple citizen what a | wild whooping beer walloper he canbe, and this, level best is sometimes j pretty good. Not long ago he and another blot on the face of the earth — an ex-medical student— raised a regular LITTLE HELL IN PICTON. ■ Theni he transferred his attentions to Wellington,^ but was run m for breaking various delightful laws and for at least once m his lovely life did some troublesome toil "on the hill." Last Saturday the brokendown war-horse scented battle again. He looked for it, and found it. After lunching, sumptuously, at the honored hash-house which bears the weight of his distinguished patronage, he wandered down the town to get a friend's shirt from Ah Sin's laundry. Unfor* tunately for himself he took the path jto -the Albert Hotel for the primrose path to Ah Fun's. On 1 his way ho picked up two sailprmen and then meandered into the Albert private bar. Long beers, however, opened the yalve of a stream of filthy language, with which he shocked the fair-haired Hebe at the bar and all and sundry who came within range of his foul and filthy tongue. Thp barmaid had the 'beautiful •bounder put' out ,• but he returned to the attack anri vomited more filth. Then the bar-lady came round- the bar, but Orful Ord raised a fist as if to strike her. At this instant Charles Kelly, a stripling who adorns the waiting sfcaff of the. Grand ' Hotel, was seized with ardour to battle ' for the lady fair, and earn undying renown as a champion of the fair sex. He promptly stopped forward an<d •• GRABBED THE REMITTANCE • r :. ROTTER'S, uplifted fist-. But obscene Orel thirsted for goire-r-buckets of it—and he Was not cowtent with, using, fists. A kick like that; of a mule or a kangaroo- caught the. unsuspecting careless Kelly m the bread-basket, bowled him over, and laid him out for a couple of minutes, while , outcast Ord raged round like a howling southerly. When. Slop Stevens arrived on the scene, however, he became as quiet as a lamb, and was run m without anyHrouble. Placed m the dock, the beery founder expressed himseif as ":Not guilty, indeed !" Lawyer O'Leary tried also to save the wrecked lion of Britain's bloated aristocracy from doing a little compulsory toil by arguing that the Albert's private bar. was not a public place within the meaning of the Police Offences Act. He also placed outcast Ord into the witness-box. There this human sewer swore that lie was afraid that Kelly was going to attack him, and he therefore pushed Mm off with his foot and Kelly lay on the floor humbugging. ' .■• Mr Riddell, S.M., DID NOT BELIEVE ORD'S STORY.. For the slanguage he did him m for £5, or 14 days^, and for the assault £2 or seven days, taking- into consideration the fact that the assault arose out of the slanguage. He refused him tone to pay,, but allowed the police to suspend the warrant for' a reasonable time. Ord consented .to the issue of a prohibition order against himself.