is exceil ency, E. S. Welch, (he objects to being called “Phatty”) ran across a man yesterday afternoon, whowas careening under too heavy a cargo of whisky, and affectionately locked arms with him, taking him to jail, where he will spend Sunday soberingupLater Policeman Kitterman caught two other fellows in the same fix, andmanaged te get them as far as the city hall, although he had his hands full, when other members of the force:came to his assistance, and among them they managed to cage their birdsin the calaboose.