The Placer herald., 1866-07-14

interest to the men who hold bonds exempt
from taxation: in other words, to 60 to war
and then come home and pay ourselves for
being shot at, wounded and killed. Aboli'
tionism don't pay. Now I'm as good man
as any Of them. No man has right now
to lord it over me. I wear no badge Of
servitude, advertising that am fit subject
for shoulder strapped damns, cuffs, kicks
guard houses &c. I'm a returned soldier
"A poor man who must work or starve.
love my country. I'm better patriot than
the man who asks the poor man to pay taxes
and interest on bonds exempt from taxation,
and | say boldly that the next time Shout!
der musket will be for equal taxation,
equal rights and a free country. don't like
the idea of reputation, but il Government
don't tax her bonds, may be d-dif ever
pay cent Of taxes, for my crippled limb is
better and more honorable bond than the
Government ever issued. If all are taxed
alike it is we'll. II not, it's repudiate or
another ight.-La Crosse Democrat.
PEACH AND HoNEY-Old Judge Cole, Of
Texas. was characterized by his attachment
to the seductive beverage called peach and
honey, and hy his hatred Of whisky and
whisky drinkers.
Holding court at Austin, two men were
brought up on charge OF a drunken affray.
1t was plain case; the row had occurred in
the open street. in open day, and there were
fifty witnesses to the whole transaction. so
the two deliuquen,s pleaded guilty, by the
advice Of their counses, and threw them>
q nn hn >et .
They were the brought forward for sem,
tence separately
You are guilty Of an afiras! growled the
Judge.
Yes, your honor whned the offender
thoroughly frightened
Drunk, suppose grunted the judge.
Yes, your honor murmured the prisoner
with the faint hope that having been drunk
would mitigate the punishment.
Drunk on rye whisky, too, III warrant,
roared the Judge in voice OF thunder.
Yes, your honor, drunk on rye whisky
Mr.. Clerk, record a fine of fifty dollars
against this man, cried the judge. Send
him to Jail for sixty days. | shall fine the
next one who is guilty under such aggrava
ting circumstances one hundred dollars, and
send him to Jail for six months
This was poor comfort for the unfortunate
fellow who was waiting bis turn, and now
came forward with fear and trembling.
As he passed along by his lawyer, that
thoughtful gentleman whispered in his ear,
when the judge asks you what you got
drunk on, tell him on peach and honey
He took the stand.
You, too are up here for an ARRAY growl.
ed the judge gnashiug his teeth, as if he
would like to bite the prisoner at the bar.
Yes, your honor
Drunk, too, suppose
Yes, your honor, sorry to say it. Drunk
very drunk
Drunk on rye whisky, too, suppose
'Oh, no, your honor; never drink whisky.
got drunk on peach and honey
The judges features relaxed in an instant.
Leaning forward and raising his spectacles,
he contemplated the offender with interest,
and addressed him with something like ten,
derness.
All! sir said the judge blandIy. peach
and honey. eh! That's gentleman's drink,
sir. The court sympathizes with You, sir,
and does not regard your ofenss as very SO.
rions. Mr.. Clerk continued be, in a soft
ening tone, enter the fine of one dollar
against this gentleman, and discharge him
on payment of costs