St. Landry democrat. (Opelousas, La.) 1878-1894, 1878-05-04
COMEDIES OF THE COURTS.
flake off your Coat, Glib" ---Fresh from the
Limestone Region.

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flake off your Coat, Gibbs -Fresh from the
Limestone Region.
(BEFoRE JUSTICE B1xBY.)
Judge: Where did you find this
colored man, officer?
Officer: Hound him last night hang
ing around Devlir & Co.'s clothing store.
Mr.. Devlin has had good deal OF cloth
ing stolen lately and | brought this man
in on suspicion
Judge: What ISL your name, prisoner?
Prisoner: Napoleon Bonaparte Gibbs.
Judge: What is your occupation?
Gibbs: Use travelling agent for de new
patent white wash brush, sab.
Judge: Take off your coat, Gibbs.
Gibbs; Ihope you 'scuse me sab. Use
been troubled lately wild the 'fuency in
de head, de 'zootic, sab. Use very bad.
Judge: Take off your coat, Gibbs.
Gibbs takes off his coat slowly
Judge; All! Another coat under
that nothing like being well wrapped
up, as they say in Alaska when they 80
a skating. Take off your coat, Gibbs.
Gibbs: [ isen't well, l isen't, sab. De
doctor say, Napoleon, you wear plenty
clothes. De 'fuercy, sab. (Takes off
his coat.)
Judge: All! What have we here ?
A swallow-tail! Take off your coat,
Gibbs.
Gibbs; Dis yere won't do, Judge.
Use got STIFFNESS in de borax, Tse very
bad. (Takes off his coat.)
Judge: All! A double-breasted frock
Take off your coat, Gibbs.
Gibbs: Oars gwine to be funeral
here, dar is, sab I feels the STIFFNESS
rising in de borax. (Takes off his coat. J
Judge: What's this? A shooting.
jacket, by The soul of Nimrod Take
off your coat, Gibbs.
Gibbs: Use gwine for kerpus-Pse
getting cold. Dis yere is murder in de
first degree. (Takes off his coat.) s.
Judge: A linen duster. think I've
got you down to hard pan, Gibbs.
shall commit you without bail. Take
him down gently, officer, for he is a lilly
"a lily of the valley. He tolls not
neither does he spin; yet Solomon, in al
his glory, was not clothed like him.
"Next!" called his honor, and lean
hatchet-faced specimen of the rural dis
tricts, with green cotton umbrella undel
his arm, stepped up to the railing and
inclined his ear towards the judge.
Judge: What is your name?"
Prisoner: It was the water, judge
You see I have always lived in lime
| stone region
Judge: What is your name? (ir
alto).
Prisoner Yes, judge, l came dowr
last night from Roundont to sell my
| teasels-
Judge: What is your name? III
alto and robusto).
Prisoner: l am sure, judge, it wa
| the water. I have always lived in s
limestone
| Judge: Ny! this man is deaf al
an adder. Bore hole in his ear, officer
| and ask him his name.
Officer; He uses an ear trumpet
| your honor.
Judge: Well, then, sound a cavalry
charge through it and find out his name
Officer (through ear-trumpet) What
is your name:
Prisoner: Israel Pudger. I've beer
troubled for the last twenty years, judge
with pneumonia, lumbago, measles
milk-sickness and worms. I use eide,
for the pneumonia, whisky for the lum
bago, gin and tansey for the measles
stone-fence for the milk-sickness, and
feed the worms on rum and molasses
But it was the water that done it, judge
| the limestone region.
Judge; Officer, tell him I shall dis.
charge him this time, and tell him to
return to the limestone regoin and avoid
| the sea coast as he would creditor.