The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1878-06-26
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DIVA III OAf-AC ~ fso II SIM n III 10Y
Embossed embossed ?n Bii.b ,vas
saying to himself as he came in from his
farm and began to set Che chairs back. ga
stranger met me on the corner and called me
an embossed catamaran. He may be friend
OF mine, but when l go home Pm going 10
look the spellin' book over and find what the,u
words mean. know what arnica, and yexa-
ton, and mustard plaster, and such other bir
words mean, but I'm a little lame on emboss-
ed. 1t may refer to agriculture, OF ii NAV
have something to do with poetry, butt,
The old man hooked out Of the alley win
dow, and in another moment he was gallopinw
wildly down that dear old shady lane leadinr
from the station to his farm He fell through
a hole in the fence, ploughing his nose under
Spanish gourd which was feebly lifting its
head, and arose and seizei upon twelve
year old boy with half a dozen onions in his
grasp. For one long minute Bijah held the
boy up by clutch which included old hat and
red hair, and he seemed inclined to commit
murder. The sound of steamboat whistle
caused him to forego his intentions, and Drop
ping the boy to the ground he Kissed
"Pirate Fiend Turk Communist
come hence Highway robbery, with assas-
sination thrown in, don't begin to compare
with this alabaster misdemenor !"
"Fll pay ye five cents !" gasped the boy,
as he squrmed around.
Five cents Great heavens but five
thousand dollars would not settle this case -
groaned Bijah. You've tramped down my
catnip, smashed three sunfowers kicked over
a West India tomato vine, and here you've
hawked on to no less than six of my Norwe-
gian onions Come along. Justice is aching
to break your back and use the cords of your
legs for harp-striugs +"
IT WAS TOUGH.
The young invader was the first prisoner
out. He had got through with his tears,
wiped his nose all he wanted to, and it could
be plainly seen that he meant to make a de-
Tense.
"Now, Mr.. JOY" began the court "please
do your swearing in gentle tone of voice,
and do not get excited and break your pace.
You will also stick to the truth and nothing
but the truth"
The old man looked red in the face as he
took the stand and related the facts in the
case. He described his emotions as he look
ed from the window and saw his farm being
invaded, and swore that the boy before him
was none other than the identical thief.
Bier" began the 10y as he braced up,
"ye know ye found me asleep in a basement,
and that We brought me here cause | lated
at yer bald head Don't go to swearing to a
lie, Bier I"
Boy !" began the old man, but his honor
interrupted
Mr. Joy, have you any other witnesses ?"
"No sir but my word
Your word, Mr.. Joy, is solid as far as it
goes, but justice must be done in this case.-
The lads testimony must balance yours
You have no witnesses--not even the onions
you claim he STOLE"
"Smell of his hands ! y shouted Biiah,
"smell of his paws Z"
The boy had not been idle during the few
minutes he occupied cell. He promptly
held up his hands, and the court bent over
and snuffed at them.
1t was a moment of intense interest, but
the boy was calm and confident.
Mr. JOY" remarked his honor as he set
tied back in his chair this court detects a
faint smell of pitch, orange peel and cigar
stub. but not the slightest trace of onions. I
must discharge him. Let this be great NOR
al lesson to you never to put up a job Oh a
young and innocent child again. Had my
nose been less discriminating, or had l not
known you SO well, this boy would have gone
to prison and his whole life been blasted p
Bijah fell back. Pulling beautiful half
dollar from his pockes he whispered to the
boy
"Sonny, you good little angel, come into
the corridor just minute while Deg your
pardon |"
eye can't sonny me, can't play no boot
jack over this inucrcent ~ sneered the lad,
and he made dive through the crowd for the
door. Detroit Free Press.