Mexico weekly ledger., 1879-04-24
JUSTICE IN A QUANDARy.
How the Changes ON "Siang"
Puzzled the Jeffe rs8n Market
NaUsSfpHfa-

Magistrate.
The envoy that came from Patsy
Burns saloon yesterday TO get a war
rant for its proprietor was hoarse,
squat and b~ullnecked. He leaned
across the bar of the Jefferson Mar
ket Court and whispered coniidep-
TALLY: "Say, Jedge, Patsy Burns
wants to shnt down on a kid that's
been skinuing him."
"a kid! skinning him? Impossi-
ble," said his Honor. "Where is
the auimalE'
"He's q young rooster" the APP
plicant went on, .'what dishes out the
booze in Patsy's drum
His Honor looked perplexed. "Oh,
its poultry. you're complaining
about" he remarked. 81 Thought
you said it was a kid just how. Well,
what of the rooster?"
The applicant took a good long
look at his Honor and fumbled his
hat lining nervously. Then. be be-
gan again with an air submissive, but
r~eproachful.
"Say, Jedge, don't you play me.
I'm givin' it to you straight; honor
bright, Patsy feels dead sore over the
thing and wants the young terrier
hauled up before you"
The Judge dropped his eyeglasses
h~elplessly. ''Look here, my FRIEND"
he blurted out, "lf you come here to
complain about a whole menagerie,
say SO but this parade of flesh ard
fowl is dis~tracting. Let us under
stand each other. Kid, rooster or
dog-is Patsy's trouble with one or
all?"
The applicant looked about him
hopelessly. Then he said:
"Jedge, this looks like a dead
open and shut. You don't to
tumble to me at all. Here's the
scheme. There's q jigger behind
Patsy's bar that's crooked and he
wants him taken in See?"
"Oh, Patsy has a saloon. 1t is the
person who ~dispenses the beverages
he has trouble with"
"That's the racket, Jedge," and
the applicant stamped with delight.
"You've got it dead to rights. You
see, Patsy sets this bloke in his
shebang a sending along the old stuff,
and everything goes hunkee-doree
till he sees his nibs sporting a super
and logged out to the Queens taste.
Well, Patsy's poorly fly, he is, and
he dropped to the caper. So he
spotted the Teller, and to-day he
catched hun working the damper."
working the damper!"
eyes, Collaring the boodle."
"Collaring the. My friend,
for Heavens sake, be explicit" his
Honor moancd. "What do you
mean?"
The applicant turned the quid in
his mouth ove and over again de-
spondently, but made no reply. At
last he blurted out in despair:
"Hang it, Jedge. It's clear
enough. He was tapping the till"
Tapping the till p and his Honor
paused to reflect. Then his face
frightened up. ''Ah, / see," he
said. "He was appropriating the re-
ceipts to his own use in the proprie-
tors ABSENCE"
"That's the talk" reared the ap-
plicant. "Appropriatin' the receipts
is the go. You've got it down fine,
Jedge. That's what the codger did
appropriated Patsy Burns re-
ceipts. So Patsy sent me round to
see as if you wouldn't give him the
collar and make him produce. He's
a bad lot, he Is, and you ought to
give him a stretch"
"WEat?' P cried his Honor, .'would
you be so barbarous as to have me
hang the MANI"
who's talkin' of hangiu','' asked
the other. "What l said is he ought
to get a nip"
Yes; G" up the river"
Il see, | see,' groaned the JUS
tice. $50 to Sing Sing. My friend,
we will try to accommodate you.
But this conversation is trying to a
man of my constitution. Go to Pat
sy Burns, l beg you. Tell him to
bring his grievance here in person,
and for Heavens sake let him bring
a little OF the v~ernacular along"
The applicant bowed his head sui
lenly.
Maybe you're right, ledge"
SAID he, IAN maybe you amt, but
it does seem rough on q citizen and
taxpayer it he can't get justice I'M
less he's swallowed a lore dictionary
and crammed down jawbreakers fit to
bust him. So long," and be stalYed
~,aaniix away in quest of Patsy
fIeraid.