The Lake County star. [volume] (Chase, Mich.) 1873-current, 1874-06-25
StatiOn.H House Sketches.

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"Martin Delany, see gray hairs on
your head, the wrinkles of old age on
your face and you look like one who will
soon fall away, and be gathered to his
fathers. You are going on sixty years
of age, and here you are charged with
drunkenness. Speak, aged pine, and tell
me If it is true OF. false"
"Oh cannot tell the TRUTH did it
with my little bottlep replied the old
man in q husky tone.
Yes, foored by the bottle, as millions
have been before you. You seem to re-
greet it now, but last night, when you
were rambling around with a spade in
your hand, whocping, bowling, and ter
rifying small children, you didn't care
whether school kept or not. feel like
advising you to 60 home and press your
children to your BOSOM, embrace your
wife and promise them that not another
drop of liquor will ever pass your lips,
but it isn't my sympathetic morning,
and I'll make 1t ten dollars or ninety
days."
"Daved Bell, standing here in the
prime of life with red nose and a
wilted collar, you are charged with
vagrancy," remarked his Honor.
"Vagrancy, eh p
eyes, sir, that's the charge, written
in letters an inch high, and yet you are
young, have a constitution like boarding
house butter, foot as large as candle
box, and for some reason decline to earn
your own bread and butter"
az do, Ell?
eyes, sir, you do. You have been
wandering about the alleys, sleeping
ON the wharves, and standing on the
corners, while even the cripples have
labored for honest bread"
"They have, Ell ?''
eyes sir, they have, and you had
ought to fell ashamed of yourself and
60 and drown yourself sir. But you
won't do it, and I'll send you to the
Work-house for four months"
"You will, ehT
ayes, sir, will. Take him to the
Black Maria, Bijah, and if you can get
an eight-Ounce tack under him the ride
will do him much more good"
May Wayborn disturbed the peace by
making a great noise and collecting a
crowd, and now she can't remember any
thing about it. She can't remember of
biting a pOliceman's knuckles, of pulling
the janitor's hair, or of the happy little
songs she INDUCED in for four hours after
being locked up.
"There's no use in winking at me"
said his Honor, with shake of his head ;
cts a clear case and law is law. You
are young yet May, and it makes me
sad to see one in the bud of life reckless.
ly tramplipg under foot the opportunity
to become great women. Joan of Arc
hadn't your chance. Victoria Woodruff
wasn't known to the world at your age.
Susan B. Anthony didn't get her name
in the newspapers until she was hun
dred years old. Why don't you emulate
some of those herOinies %
"Em whoT inquired the prisoner.
1t is evident to me-" continued the
Court, in changed voice, "that you
have no aspirations-no longings fol
fame. You had rather be hen on the
fence than an eagle among the clouds
and I'll make it sixty days."
cam Isent up~ she replied.
"You are"
| 1neH uTaW Ihe uagSer anu slrike his
here !" she cried, putting her hands or
her corset and rolling upher eyes. Bijah
put his arm around her slender waist and
told her that his Honor had left his dag
ger at home for the cook to peel potatoe!
with, and he asked her, for his sake, t.
consent to live few days longer, a,
onions and radishes were Just beginning tt
sprout, and he had seen three new hand
organs on the street that morning
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