Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1873-03-23
SOUTHERN PALACE.
Police PIckings.

William Ross wouldn't tell a lie. He
knew that he had hit deaf and dumb boy
on the head with chunk of coal, infict-
ing a wound from which the blood poured
in a stream, and he frankly acknowledged
the corn. William has twUIchaaacteristios
one being passionate love for the truth.
From his infancy he has been noted for this
virtue, and he does not "weaken" in this,
now that he has reached mature years, "a
the fact of his having the following notices
pasted in his hat demonstrates
sob, while you live tell truth, and shame
the devil"
"Truth crushed to earth shall rise again.
"Truth denies all eloquence to Vice."
"Truth from his lips prevailed"
"Truth has such face and such mien,
that to be loved needs only to be seen."
"Truth is great and mighty"
No man can carry all the foregoing le-
gends about him constantly without COM
ing at last to have a horror of anything
bearing the semblancs of falsehood. Will
lian's second characteristic is great physi-
cal courage. lie would not stand and let
sheep bite him without making an effort to
defend himself; hence when the deaf and
dumb boy referred to made signs which
Mr.. Ross considered offensive, he very
promptly knocked him down with piece
of coal. For thus doing, prejudieed po-
liceman dragged him before biased police
court where he was fined $40. Where are
our boosted liberties?
The main trouble with William Baker
and George Phillips is that they we're born
tired, and therefore have a natural and con-
slitutional aversion to manual toll, and
choose to spend their leisure time (of which
they have an abundance) in places of dis
reputable character, where they drink,
smoke, talk largely and make themselves
prominent generally. The court is &C
duainted with both those gentlemen, andis
DESTROYS of doing them good. The courts
bump of "hope" is an unusually well-de-
yeloped organ, and to this may be attribu-
ted the fact that Messrs. Baker and Phil
lips were told to go this time, "but If ever
catch you here again, "Ill -"
Fanny Moore and Agnes Cummings,
brace of colored maidens, wsged interne-
cine war about an individual of the mascu-
line persuasion, which his name was Rob
inson. These madens both bestowed
their virgin affections upon Robinson.
They talked of Robinson by day, and
dreamed of Robinson by night, and the
aris:ocratic cognomen of he whom they
both loved so fondly-loved sofervently-
loved so unselfshly - loved so devot-
edly - loved so truly, but, alas
so unwisely, became, to them,
the very coDglomerated quintessence
as it were, of romance and poetry, and the
only reason they didn't write tender little
sonnets dedicated to Robinson is because
their latent talent in that direction had not
been fostered and encouraged to that ex-
tent which might have been desired. But
they were not entirely without accomplish
ments. If they could not write poetry, they
could fight. And fight they did, on more
than one occasion, the whispering
of the beloved name of Rob
inson by one of these dsmsels in the pres
ence of the other always having the
same effect invariably produced by the
knocking of chip off the shoulder OF a
school boy by a fellow school-mate. At
last the thing became chronic. The resi-
dents of the aristocratic locality wherein
these damsels reside became weary OF the
monotony. Then it was that the aid OF the
law was invoked, and Moore aud Cum
mings reposed within the confines OF the
lookup. Fortunately they were enabled
to make raise of wealth TO the amount OF
So each yesterday morning, and they once
more breathe the free air of heaven.