men did, and other things besides. The Judge
got hold of this gang, in the usual way; one or
two were arrested, won over, and persuaded to
bring in the rest. They all came, and were
interested in the game of correction. The good
they could do, the Judge told them, was to help
enforce the laws of the kids’ Court. They did it,
too. They had trouble at first. One day Big
Cahoot went to a saloon where some of the little
fellers in his gang had bought tobacco. He
told the man about the law and asked him not
to sell to any Battle-Axes. The saloon-keeper,
taken aback, became angry, and started for the
boy. Big Cahoot wasn’t afraid. He stood his
ground; there was a fight, and the young tough
was kicked out into the street. But he told the
Judge, and the Judge sent the man to jail for
fifteen days. After that it was easier for the boys,
who are still reporting to the Judge that the law
is respected **over in Globeville and that the
Battle-Axes are doin’ all right.”
One curious development of this policy was that many of the liquor dealers, having been made to understand what all this meant to the children, came to like the Judge and to help him to carry out his policy. The Baker case will illustrate.
One day a girl was brought in. She told her story; it was a wine-room story, and the Judge
