The weekly Butte record., 1861-05-11
The Judge and the Mummy.

olu OuE SdCdnt, tlreu VI tHe uiiSc"ec itA
which be had been travelling from Marseiles.
took barge at Fonteinebleau, which landed
safe aud sound at Fort st. Bernard. Eager to.
see his family, he had his effects loaded on a
litter, but left his precious mummy in the bot
tom of the boat. The custom house offices, on
boarding it, discovered a box of q strange
shape and aspect. Thinking it contained
contrabaDd goods, he had il opened, What a
spectacle A woman, swathed in linen ban
dages from head to foot No doubt this was
a wretched victim strangled by jealous lover
or grasping heir. The eoalDissary o. police
was instantly sent for, and made bis appear
ance, lanked by two surgeons as skiliful as
himself in archaeology. The crime was recog-
nized, report made of it, aud the body trans
ported to the MoFgue that the friends might
come and identity it. It is presumed that none
of them made their appearance. Our learned
traveller, however, in taking an Inventory OF
bis effects the next day, bethought himself of
his greatest curiosity He flew TO the boat.
when the learned commissary and three min
ions of the law seized him and took him before
the magistrate.
"Aha ! my fine fellow" cried the judge,
we've got you"
"Wil your honor favor me with the reason
of this extraordinary proceeding ?"
at remains for you to explain the circnm1
stances of the murder you have committed
"Murder! p
THAT is the word, sir"
"The murder that have committed !" cried
the sauant, agbast.
"Or at least the crime in which you were
an accomplce."
Good heavens! your worship IS dream
ing"
"Ah dreaming, am 1? No sir; you'll
find me wide awake to your cost. The eye of
Justice never closes. Did not my vigilant
officers discover the body of your victim
strangled and shut up in a box ? Here's the
report of the discovery, duly sealed, signed
and attested, SIR
"Is that all ?" said the antiquary, with q
hearty laugh.
/" Hardened ruflian,' cried the Judge, do
you indulge in levity with the shadow of o
crime so black hanging over your head p
Now sir, look NE in the face and answer the
questions I shall put. BY whom was that
young girl placed in the box in which she was
discovered ?"
9" By myself, SIR
" MIR Clerk, please take down his confes
sion," said the magistrate. Who swathed
her with linen bandages from head to foot ?"
a did, your homer"
Write down. Mr. Clerk, that be admits
his horrid crime"
"The expression is rather strong, sir"
"The deed was heinous. How old was this
unfortunate girl?"
about nineteen years"
"Of what couutry?"
Memphis, think.
Fancy importing girl such distance TO
murder her When did her death take placer"
Three thousand six hundred years ago."
" Prisoner, how dare you indulge in this
misplaced levity p
3" am not joking, sir. / assure you the
deceased lived 10 the reign of one of the
Pharaohs," )" instituted the antiquary
I'm put the handouts on, you rascal"
" Your honor" said the prisoner, sternly,
"this pleasantly has been carried too far
And let me say, sir, that you are the most
maryelously ignorant man that ever sat upon
a judicial bench Where were you brought
up, that you haven't even suspected that for
two days you have been holding an inquest on
the pretended murder of an Egyptian mum
my?"
A mummy? ?"
OF course, sir and if you had conducted
your examination properly, you would know
that you are addressing Count de D, a
member of the Academy of Inscription and
Bellies Iettres"
"My lord" said the Judge, al beg thou.
sand pardons. hope your lordshp will for.
get"
q will forget everything. Give me my
mummy, and try in future TO Obtain experts
who will guess little nearer than three or
four thousand years in guessing at the date Of
persons death"
The police magistrate, very much mortified
at his bunder. gave up the mummy, but he
never heard the last of it,
Pulaski, one Of the brave Poles who es
poused the American cause-and to whom, as
well as Koskiusko our country owed an almost
incalculable dcbt-in one or two instances
turned the fortunes of war against our enemes
by uttering his habitual cry Of '' Forwarts,
brudren foFwarts !" Here and there, and
everywhere, in the thiokest of the fight, the
failing strength of the American soldier was
often revived, and his arm nerved with new
vlgor, as he heard the inspiring voice Of this
undaunted general, above the din of battle,
shnufinr in hi, hrolzap SroIicb - Eorwarfs