The Arizona sentinel., 1875-08-28
Detroit Police Court.

There was an old man in the corridor-an old, old man with long white hair and trembling limbs. The experience of lifetime had gone for nothing--he had beer found drunk. . When his Honor came in, Bi. jah whispered in his ear, and they went out to see the veteran "Pm sorry," said his Honor, as he laid his hand on the old mans white locks, ''and I can't have you brought out there to be sheer. ed at. You ought to be in heaven, old man, instead of being a pri- soner."
 God helping me, I won't drink again." sobbed the veteran.
 Unlock the private door, Bijah and let him out. Have you any money to cross the river, old man?p
 "Not cent"
 Here's a dollar, and I want you to get right hOme."
 "And here's a half on top of that, and I'll help you to the ferry dock," added Bijah.
 And his Honor watched the two white haired men around the corner and then whispered:
 ''It wasn't according to rule to pass him out, but the heart said sO."
 And that's his honor and that's Bijah. Sympathizing with the helpless, encouraging the unfor- tunate, dealing out justice to the vicious and obstinate. May men deal as fairly by them as they deal by men. A FINE POINT.
 "Have l the honor of address ing Sarah McIntosh?" inquired the court as little bit of a woman, with a un-burned nose skipped out.
 'No, sir; my name's Sarah Jane Amanda Williams Mcintosh" she squeaked in reply,
 "Well, Sarah Jane Amanda Williams Mcintosh, why did you throw beef-bone at Mrs. Durand and let your screams rouse the whole neigh borhood?"
 "l want a lawyer" she cried, rising on her tip toes.
 "Pm sorry, Sarah, but all the lawyers went to the Bunker Hill celebration, and none of them have returned"
 ''Then want a jury"
 And there is no jury, my dear woman. All the men who gener- ally sit on the jury have gone to the circus, or are getting ready to go"
 "Then want to go home"
 Are you guilty or not guilty?"
 ''That my businessp
 Answer me, Sarah"
 "I won't"
 "Very well, Sarah Williams Amanda. It now becomes my solemn duty to lay you away | among the archieVeS of the future | for three months. The sun-burn will have left your nose by that | time. Your voice will be sWeeter and more melodious, and you'll have such double chin on you that Mrs. Durand won't recognize her old neigh bOr."
 Sarah Williams Amanda isn't my name" she spitefully replied.
 "That's fine point, Sarah, but l have got lots of time, and so 1 will remark that Sarah Jane Amanda Williams Mcintosh is withdrawn from the society of the cold hearted public for the space of ninety days. Now go in and take front seat on the saw 'horse."
 FAIR WARNING.
 Lucinda Jane Thomas, is it lady-like for a woman to send af- ter a pint of beer, drink it, and then want to fight her neigh bors?" asked his Honor of the last case.
 "No, sir"
 "Of course it isn't, Lucinda. We were put into this world to live at peace with each other-to slide along toward the unknown valley as the goose slips off the grassy bank into the clear pond. We all have faults, it Is true, hut we needn't encourage them or har- bor jealousy or revenge. You were never here before, Lucinda, and I have good mind to let you go."
 "DO sir-do."
 "Well, you may go, but look out for me if you come again. can be 6 singing chickadee or eagle, and if you ap- pear here a second time you won't be able to recOllect whether it takes sixteen yards or sixty to flounce a dress after the latest