The New Orleans bulletin. [volume] (New Orleans [La.]) 1874-1876, 1875-02-19
Another Leaf from the Docket of the De-
trOit Police Court.

| Is more peaceIul as result.
Another Leaf from the Docket of the De-
trOit Police Court.
81 ont remember" said Bijah, as the re-
porters came in, whether Shakespeare, Susar
Il. Anthony, or Ben Butler wrote it, but 1t is
very affecting song and lately 1t has been
running in my ears half the time. III sing
a verse:
! 9 His rame it was Jack,
| His father drove ha k,
| Plain sewing his mother did do;
And a brother of his
In position had riZ
| To sweep out an office or two"
| Tho old janitor was proceeding with the
next verse when his Honor came in and
squelched him-said that a couple of cats had
kept him awake half the night and he didn't
| care about finishing off with the notes of a
| horse. fiddle.
JOSEPH BRACEWELL
was the first candidate out His name was
| well braced, but his character wasn't. He
had been loating around for week or two
on the ragged edge of dispair, sleeping on a
soft pair of stairs or in a dry goods box, and
although the prospect OF ever having dol
lar in his pocket or of securing a square
meal, was as uncertain as keeping boarding
house in Chicago, he didn't want the police to
disturb him.
"You d better go up, remarked his Honor
after hearing the prisoners story.
"Oh femme go this time!'
"No-can't do it. What would be said Of
me if it was known that l encouraged
yagrancy?"
But I'll go into the country
"The country doesn't sign for thee Mr..
Bracewell."
"Then I'll go to Canada.
=" You'd become a frozen statue in less'n
two hours over there. No. Mr. Bracewell, 1
shall have to make it sixty days. That will
let you out in March, just when the solidity
OF winter is giving way to the mush of spring,
and even if you can't strike job, then the
nights won't be SO cold"
LAST TINE.
Mary Ann Mcclellan wiped tear away and
choked back a sob as she admitted the charge
of drunkeness but she protested that intOxi-
cation came from some brandy which she was
using to cure toothache. She was sorry,
penitent, and if his Honor would only let her
go this time, her teeth might all jump out of
her head before she would resort to brandy
again.
II dunno-I dunno, unused the Court as
he rubbed his ear.
"Just this once" she sighed.
"Seems as if l might and l guess l will
But you must look upon this as a hairbreadth
escape. If there were not some redeeming
features in the case I'd send you where YOU
wouldn't have taste of canned peaches for
six months. Don't have any more toothache,
Mrs. Mcclellan. Farewell, Mary Ann-you
can GO
I'm many times obliged to you," she said
as she made her bow but when she got out
Of the door red-nosed boy yelled out
"She's making up faces at this ere COURT
1t was too late to catch her, and Bijah called
out
''IITrLE NELL.
"Miss Baldwin, believer" said his Honor,
as she leaned over the railing.
1.-The same, she replied, with smile.
''And you were here the other day on this
same charge of drunkenness? 2"
"Not lit was my sister"
"She looks like you, ell ?"
every much.
"And she also gets drunk 2"
"Once in while"
" Miss Baldwin, it is my solemn duty to in
form you that you can't hoodwink this court
You've been here dozen times to my knowl-
edge, and you never had a sister. knew
you the moment 1 caught sight of those
dozen treckles on your nose, and I'm going
to put on few extra days for your baseness
in seeking to put up job on me. The SEN
tence is ninety days"
g Way l speak to you after court?" she
saked
"You can leave any word with Bijah which
you wish conveyed to me. He is trustworthy,
and whatever you tell him will be received as
q sacred secret. As soon as court closes I
want my breakfast, and / can't tarry here |
Go back and sit down, and you shall be con- |
veyed to the house of correction in as good
style as is consistent with safety and comfort"
PROSPECTIVE REWARD.
g Here. Who's this?" exclaimed the |
Court, as Joseph Eldner was brought out
Made fool myself as usual" replied |
the farmer.
''Got drunk eh?"
eyes; came down to Detroit yesterday. |
looked around, got tight, and I'm busted for |
CASH"
"Never was here before ?"
"No-never saw your darned old town be-
fore in my life"
"And you live-where !
"Way up in the woods
"Cau you get homer"
"Hnms the word with me-"
"Well, you want to be more careful in flu
'ure. It's wonder some one didn't roll YOU |
INTO the river l guess I'll let you 90 this |
ima?"
"You will?'
eyes, you may co.
Bully for you, old pard ~ exclaimed the |
nan, extending his claw for shake. "Tm
.soing straight hum. 1 can walk it in two
lays, and I'll tell the old woman that the |
,ars busted and l lost my money! I'll make
his thing all right-Tll send you down a
bear p
He got right cut, and as soon as the Maria
could be loaded up the boys joined hands,
circled around the cook stove and sang.
Human natures weak and frail,
Every day we hear the vail
Every day We see EN- sail
To the Jug free press