Cooper's Clarksburg register. [volume] (Clarksburg, Va. [W. Va.]) 1851-1861, 1851-12-10
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StOning the Wrong House,"
We heard rather good story, the 9TH
er day, which, although it may lose in
our telling, we cannot refrain from re-
peating.
In the good town of Raleigh was, and
still is, an excellent inn, which in court
time was frequented by lawyers, judges,
litigants and jurors.
Upon one occasion. Judge B, as
sound a lawyer as he was an inveta-
rate humorist, was holding court at
Raleigh. Several very difficult cases
were to be tried, one of which, having
been submitted in the evening, the Try
were escorted to a room in an adjoining
building connected with the inn, and ia
military known to the habitues as Col
Her In the same building were also
lodged number of young disciples Of
Blackstone, who compensated themselves
for their professional lAbors by Q friendly
game of the classic amusement Of Poker
Their creature comforts were attended to
by one-eyed negro, who reiOiced in the
name of Jake. 1t seenS that this fune-
GonAHy had some trouble with the Jury,
which resulted in tho Introduction Of his
back to the cat. On the other hand,
Jake was u Specislfsvorite with the young
lawyers, who paid him liberaliy, and for
whom be entertained corresponding re-
gard. Under these circumstances
would not be a matter. of doubt IS :
which party was most carefully waited
upon, by the sable mercenary of gin and
juleps. "
Judge B., in the. meantime, was
lodged in the main building of the hotel
With him, also, Jake was favorite. and
after he had concluded the examination
of some papers, he addressed the atten-
dsnt with inquiries as to what the young
gentlemen were doing.
'Nottin'. massa, nottin; only little
game Of poker-dat all
'Eh, that's all p
Yes, sab, dat all
The young scamps they ought to be
at their books a nice way to prepare
their cases! To morrow some of them will
be asking me to put off trials, because
they have not time to get ready;' grum-
bled the Judge. I say, Jake, can you
get me pile of bricks 2
Sartin, Judge-Ps get pile of bricks
old oven brick--get bats
Very well, go bring pile into the
yard
Yes, sah,' said the obsequious' darkie,
and in short time he returned, with the
assurance that the bricks were ready.
The Judge accompanied him into the
yard.
|. Now, Jake, tell me which room these
fellows are in
Dat de room, maSsa, dat de room ;
bat the cunning negro, instead of indica-
ting that occupied by the lawyers, pointed
to the one in which the unoffending ju-
rors were in deliberation.
Oh. no : now. Jalsa. do as l do and
suiting the action to the word, his honor
commenced pouring perfect storm of
brickbats against the room of the sup
posed delinquents. Bang bang they
went Jake's missiles performing no Sc
condary part in the concert, until the pile
was exhausted and the startled jury
ed by mob of the whole town; Still
they could not escape, but huddled to-
gether, and bore the assault
On his side, the Judge, totally uncon-
scious that he had been stoning his own
jurymen, was chuckling over the dismay
he imagined he had brought upon the
lawyers.
They did not, however, as he expected,
yacate the premises, and he prepared for
a second bombardment.
In the meantime Jake, convulseG with
laughter, had gone to the room of the
/ lawyers.
Yah yah yah screamed the negro.
rolling in laughter dye hear EN- did
you hear the bricks I? Wait a leetle E;
hear more by-m-by,' and he proceeded as
clearly as his cachinatory paroxysms
would allow him, to explain the mistake
into which he had led his honor.
He had scarcely withdrawn, when
Judge B summoned him to collect
another pile of bricks, which was forth
coming as readily as the first. The same
tornado visited the astonished jury, but
the same result followed, for the very
good reason that they could not get out If
they would. The judge supposing them
the gamesters, was proportionably irrita-
ted that he could not break up their party.
Jake o.
yes, sab
Bring another pile of bricks . and
once more these. formidable projectiles
were laid before him.
Now, Jake, at the windows
/ Smash !.crash! whiz bang they went,
and the glass; sashes, and everything
else gave way, as brick after brick pene-
trated.the Jury room. The fortress was
no longer tepable--the laws of arms JUS
tilted equalization, and a general fight
took place:
Unfortunately, the Judge. in his zeal
and wrath, never thought of making his
retreat, and as the jurors were escaping,
imagine their horror at discovering that
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