The Express.
London, England, 1853-09-14 00:00:00

FRENCH POLICE CASES.

A man wu on Saturday taken before the Tribunal
of Correctional Polies to answer the charge, of vagabond-
age. He had, It was stated, been found on a heap of dung
In the plain se Moulsouil, and had nods It his bed for three
wows. " Whet la your name ?" said the president.
Oulliochls," he 'yawned. " Your ago ?" "Forty-
this.." " Year ?" " A oonildential employ[.'
"What! you a aaMaasW rook*. To whom pray?
.
Is lho with me eme sail are a varbend." " Bused.pon-
bass a imaidostiel savior', said the a " I
wee Is Ike webs of &gondolas& who started • menthe-
tory lir =ldes goseerves hese melons; bat at present I am
a anidendal lifeboat a Or, if you prefer
It, lam an ref the • •im guard with nothing
to do." " well. yin have no prolamien, that is what
is most deer." "I. being a boss-owner a pro-
fession ? If se, pat me down se of that pro-
fession, for I haw a home." " • hews I" "Yes,
sad at the Balhpolhe too, ea my Maser!"
" Then how is It that were to a state of vagabonds's ?
What did you last hap " Last ? why an the dung
beep!" " Aad behest est " &fess the don( bails—
ah ! let me see. IMI set ledge at all ! Stay, will be
frank with you. Than see people ben, I see, but I don't
oars foe that, as I am net baleen in the neighboughosi.
Well, I ant married, mid my wife bee—hew! hew! mode
am—hew I yea haw what I That sort of to be
may happea windy, but she thrashed me sad
that INS 111111 =NU le I took myself off !" " not
yew wits some howurd to claim you ?" "Al ! heaves
Mill I don't want her to claim me !" Here a shrill
hallo valise ivied from the midst of the auditory: "I
dela bin I" "What !" cried the phone, in a violist
posies. "Is she these? the harpy I But I wen's
allow be. to claim ma!" The President celled
as the wenaa to pond herself, and when she
=liat the beg, he irked, "Are you the
the aseneed ?" "Yes,, eh, unfortunately," said
" Vallmtnnelely he I" ailed the prisoner angrily.
"Ifq he MC' sohnied the mown. "Firms!" growled
the aimed Bose*. "Bat,' he continued slowly and
with mombed "I think It • capital joke that she
shoshl have the iness to NM and claim is. I" "Do
you data him r mid the Pessideat. " Y sir," mid
she, "w bass • sort of bevel at the and by
my elaimiag him he will at ell events have • pose to lodge
ia." "Ns," cried the erased in • rage, " I wea'l fp with
hoe. Why, she would make me—bew I hew I—yon haw
—Ware my very noes I No, error The law does set
hem me to go, and I won't go !" " Gentlemen," mil the
vihs "my husband is the most seeentrie elmeaster be abs
wegi&—he does not know what be eays I" "I demand to
be condemned !" cried the seemed, " I won't Mon with
her ! Besides, the chimney smokes, and the bobbed le
full of bugs!" "Your husband appears net to be very
Ism in his mind," said the president to the woman. "We
will give him up to you—take cars of him." Au acquittal
was then pronounced in due form " Acquitted l" cried
the man, " I appeal ! I won't be acquitted !" "Hold
rime you ass!" mid the wife. 'No ! I won't be
I" " Come with me I tell you, and I will take
41111141 of you. Here is some Wixom." The man eyed the
Mimeos wistfully sad snatching it hem her hand, ex-
denied, " Well, I'll take the tobacco, bat I appeal!"
The wife of a small eating-house-keeper appeared before
the Tribunal of Correctional Police, on Saturday, to emir
plain of her husband for assaulting her. The moment he
was placed at the bar, the seamed stied, "That woman,
Mr. President, takes all she can get out of me to Cram her
sou—a son of whom lam sot the father ! She will bring
me to a crust and a straw bed before she has done
with me !" " Let us hear the complaint," said the
President. A buxom woman stepped forward, and
said, " That fellow, sir whom I blob to call my husband,
has treated me in a mist abominable way ! He has given
me kicks in a pert of the Freon which no woman who re-
spects herself likes to receive ! Finally, he gave me the
other day such a blow on the arm that it was in a state of
apoplexy all day! "In a state of what ?" said the Presi-
dent. •Of apoplexy ! It was as stiff as an iron bar !"
" You mean to say catalepsy ?" " I have always heard
say apoplexy !—To die of apoplezy—an attack of
apoplexy ! However, sir, on the day of the great
wens he came to me with hie big kitchen knife, and said,
I must skin you I' Yes, air, the monster actually wanted
to skin me like a rabbit!" " Well, accused,
the UMW the
charge. What have you got to say ?" said the President.
Sir," answered the culprit, with great emotion, "My
wife, my wife, I love her ! I will even say, I idolise
her ! But else has a son, and I don't want to have
to support the son! Let his father support him!
It is only pose of husbands who support their wives' son--
and lam not a goose. No, I cannot swallow the son. But
with that exception, I love her. Oh, yes, I love her dearly,
devotedly." Hers the sentimental culprit burst into tears.
"And don't I love you too, my dear ?" cried the wife end-
love• syrepathhim, and weeping too. And, you do not
love nee." leavens, hear him ! after that, let
an woman waste herself away in loving a dog of a man."
"If you loved me, would you —" ' C 0.., let us have
so conversation," said the President. "Did you strike
your wife, yes or no ?" "Sir, listen to me, and you will
see whether I love my wife or not." "That hi act the
questioe—did you strike her?" "You shall see I love
her. Well, we had a female servant, and my wife sawed
me of being too intimate with her. It wasn't tree, sir, but
I kicked the servant out of doors to prove to my wife how
much I loved her. But would you believe it, sir? She
actually brought the girl back again. That put
me, I admit into a passion—and I adsainistered to
her a kick—a simple kick—and then a blow—only owe
blow !" Here the tender-hearted man beret Into a new
good of tears. "Ym " cried the wife, wapiti alma-,
dandy, "It was cal; a single blow I He didn't mama to