The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1877-11-07
/, DETROIT'S FAMOUS JUSTICE.
An Hour with His Honor and BUah at the
Central Station Court.

An Hour with His Honor and BUah at tho
Central Station Court.
Such O crisp, clear morning as it turn
ed out to be wal sufficient to make all
the prisoners feel good, and Biiah, the
old ~janiter, hadn't looked so well in Six
or seven months. He forgot all about
that breach of promise suit and that tele-
gram from Boston asking the size of his
feet, and he went around singing:
Oh, autumn has come,
And it makes things hum.
And the house-fy is dumb,
She are.
Well soon have some snow,
And a.kiting we'll 60
And our noses will glow
Like a lantern in q dark night
Bijah gets off such little things with
out the least mental effort, and his
friends have more than once besought
him to publish a volume of his poems.
GRAND DUKE.
"Bring out that sprig OF nobility.
commanded his honor, a. he finished
siging the warrants. eff there is Bour-
bon among us I want to know it."
Charles De Love followed Bijah from
cell No. 4. He had a foreign look about
him-foreign to combs and soap and
towels, but dukes are as liable to get
mussed up as anybody else. He had
three plain brass rings on his left hand,
and two ornamental brass rings on his
right hand, and his oroide watch chain
reflected three thousand rays of the
morning sun. While his particular war
rant was being searched for, a bootblack
softly hummed = ..t.' -
Oh j y is nobby- o..
Oh! Lu is neat. g. ...
Behold his soft curls
: And his wee little fsetl
"Charles De Love-" began his honor,
"you went up on Rivard street a few
DAYS ago and made q French family be-
Geve that you were a grand duke, right
from Paris. You said you had shaken
hands with Theirs, lent money to Mac
Mahon, winked at the late Napoleon and
been the leader of all the projects for
public improvements. You claimed to
have fled to this country to escape mar
riage with German Princess, and you
succeeded in beating the family out of
two weeks board and borrowing IS on
top of that. The star of destiny is al
ways laying low for just such chaps es
you. You took the money and went on
a curve, and this glorious October sun
shines upon you as a prisoner. Have
you anything to say?" .
81 am sorry" replied the prisoner.
"Being sorry won't help the matter
any," continued the court. cit is just
such impositions as the one you prac-
ticed that tell against the good as well as
the bad. Now, that you have palmed
yourself off for q duke the public will be
on their guard. A genuine prince might
come to my house tonight and ask for
bread and butter with sugar on it, but
he wouldn't get any, and a deserving
man would be driven from my door. I
shall now proceed to make it sad for you
by imposing a sentence of sixty days"
"Can I see a friend? ?" asked the duke.
eyes, sir, you can ; give him the
rings and chains and other valuable Or
nameats and ask him to bury them be-
low the frost line and mark the spot for
you. The rule up there is that no
prisoner can wear more than one dia-
mond ring except on Sundays" q
GEORGE CABLES SURPRISE.
George Gable, sailor, had perfect con-
troll of his features as he walked out.
Every line of his face expressed amaze
ment and surprise, as he looked over the
desk and remarked:
"Well, I'll be hanged"
. ct think 80, too" replied the court.
ct went to bed last night in the fourth
story of the Mansion House, in Buffalo,"
continued the sailor, sand this morning
I am here! Well, this beats me |"
eyes, it's very easy to beat you," an
swered the court.
"But I'd like to know how I came
here"
eyes? and I'll tell you At midnight
last night you were found lying IN the
walk. Two Of the philosophers on the
police force drew you in here"
"But I wasn't drunk couldn't have
been drunk !"
"Cogldn't your" ~.-.rr
"No, sir. I haven't been drunk in
twenty-seven years"
"Perhaps you had q stroke of fer
mented paralysis" .
"I-yes, I did, come to think of it."
"Well, in that case the sentence will
be fol-, only thirty days." sighed the
court. : eff you are subject to paralysis
I can't think of doing by you as I would
by an old stager." 49,
ell don't understand this thing T.
stammered the sailor.
"No?E Well, the d~riverof the Maria
is q great ,talker. He will explain as
you ride up. Don't be afraid to draw
him out on all points"
The sailor went into the corridor with
"a dark look on his face. and as Biiah fol-
lowed him he jumped behind the stove,
stuck q darning-needle into the end of
the broom-stick, and declared that he'd
perish right there or die.
Later.-It took four officers to load
him up, but he didn't seemto feel proud
of the fact. -... --..-.
Second Edition:-When landed at the
door of the House of Correction he
meekly inquired if somebody wouldn't
send o postal card to his mother and in
form her that he had gone to Houghton
Lake on a bear-hunt.
Justice is a big Injun. She's always
ahead.-Detroit Free Press.