The weekly Shasta courier., 1873-03-08
ANECDOTES.

| COH1lnS StrdlSHI IO IHe pOlQC.
When boy, he was summoned to tes-
tify in case of assault in which one man
had hit another with hoe. A host OF
witnesses had been called, who beat
about the BUSH in the most tedious and
provoking manner, without giving one iota
of inculpating proof. This exasperated
the lawyer for the prosecution, who broke
out as follows, as the teller of the story
entered the box:
Here, boy, we've been going around
and around this case all day, and yet have
no evidence to convict the prisoner. Now
sir" he savagely continued do you hear
me? | want you to come to the direct
point. Did you see the blow struck p
Yes, sir J"
"Ah, hal" chuckled the lawyer, rub.
bing his palms together, and grinning i'm
moderately. "Now we shall have some
thing to work upon. Here, my good lad
take this cane handing him his walking
stick. "If you saw the blow struck you
must know just how it was given
Yes, sir. r
Now, then, no words about it, tell
you !" " thundered his interrogation. al am
the defendant and you are the prisoner
| Now just raise the stick and show the
court
The bewildered lad did raise the stick
and the next instant it came crashing
down upon the head of the astounded law
yer, echoing from the bald pate to the
end of the room, and sent him staggering
! to his seat
"That's the way it was done, sir! said
hn hA II. IL &c Il
the whole court room. The discounted
counsel, with a ghastly attempt at smile,
said that he had done with the witness
the evidence was direct.
A FAITHFUL SHEPHERD BoY-Gerhart
was German Shepherd boy, and no.
BILE fellow he was, although he was very
poor.
One day while he was watching his
flock, which was feeding in a valley on
the borders of forest, a hunter came
out of the woods, and asked
"How far is it to the nearest village?"
six miles, sir" replied the boy, but
the road is only sheep-track, and very
easily missed"
The hunter looked at the crooked track,
and said:
"My lad, I am hungry, tired and thirsty.
have lost my companions, and missed
my way. Leave your sheep and show me
the road. l will pay you we'll"
:" can not leave my sheep, SIR" re-
Joined Gerhart. "They would stray into
the forest, and be eaten by the wolves, or
stolen by robbers"
"Well, what of that?" inquired the
hunter. "1hey are not your sheep. The
loss of one or more would not be much to
your master, and III give you more than
you have earned-in a whole year"
Il can not CO. sir" rejoined Gerhart,
very firmly. D." My master pays me for my
time, and trusts me with his sheep. If |
was to sell my time which does not be-
long to me, and the sheep should get lost,
it would be the same as if I had stolen
them,'
"Well," said the hunter, will you trust
your sheep with me while you go to the
village and get some food and drink, and
guide 1 will take care of them for
you."
The boy shook his head. "The sheep
said he, do not know your voice, and
Gerhart stopped speaking.
"And what? Can't you trust me? Do
I look like dishonest mani" asked the
hunter angrily.
"Sir" said the boy, you tried to make
me false to my trust, and wanted me to
break my word to my master. How do l
know you would keep your word to me? "
The hunter laughed, and he felt the boy
had fairly cornered him. He said " see,
my lad, that you are good, faithful boy, |
will not forget you. Show me the road,
and will try and make it out myself.
Gerhart now offered the contents Of his
scrip to the hungry man, who, coarse as it
was, ate it gladly. Presently his attendants
came up, and then Gerhart, to his surprise,
found that the hunter was the Grand Duke,
who owned all the country round. The
duke was so pleased with the boys honesty,
that he sent for him shortly after, and had
him educated.
CARRYING Our THE JoKE.-While we
were lying in camp at Rosseville, Georgia,
writes correspondent, the Sixtieth Illinois
returned from their furlough with number
Of recruits. One of these having exhausted
his supply of clean shirts, and not having
learned to be his own launCress, asked a
veteran where he could get some washing
done.
do you see those tents there by the
church? Well, go there, and ask for Mr..
Morgan he does washing. He's crusty
old cuss, but if you talk pretty nice to him,
he Il do it for you"
The recruit went as directed, and found
General Morgan walking in front of his tent,
dressed as was his custom, in tie uniform of
high private.
"Where will | find Mr. Morgan ?" asked
the recruit
my name is Morgan. What will you
have?"
Il came to see if | could get some clothes
washed
Hmm. Who sent you here to get your
clothes washed?"
John Smith, over here in the Sixth"
Corporal of the guard" (The corporal
approached and saluted Young man, go
with the corporal, and show him John Smith,
so that he can bring him over here. And
you come back with him, and bring all the
dirty clothes yOu have.
The7 departed, and soon returned with
the guilty veteran and huge armful of
dirty shirts, socks, etc.
The general to Smith" Did you send
this young man here to have his clothes
washed ?"
Yes, sir, for joke"
.For joke! Well, we'll have the joke
carried out. We do have clothes washed
here sometimes. Corporal, take this man.
Smith. and that bundle of clothes down to
the creek. and have him wash them, fold
them up neatly, and return them to the own
er. See that he does the job up handsome
ly"