Public ledger. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1865-1893, 1880-05-06
THE DOOMED FIVE.
BOyd's bad Boys Have a Room.
ing Board Bill TO Pay.

room and lit the face of the turnke,
with a smile. The delicate odor o
burnt boot soles arose in light blu,
curls from the end of the clerk
cigar, with his nose between hi
thumb and index finger, and his eyeI
glancing through the back window a
a pile Of unbroken stone, the cour
assembled the rostrum and subsidet
into chair, after careful scrutiny O.
its bottom.
The turnkey nodded as if to say
Boys, better look out-infallibla sipr
Of suspicion"
Rocks come, eh, Mr.. Boyd?" eiac
ulated the court.
"Yes sir"
Got the hammers readyP"
AYE, aye, sir"
'All right. Now bring me Mix,
Murphy. Seems to me I've hearc
that name before"
You are charged with assault anC
battery, Murphy. What have YOU tt
say for yourself2"
u may have salted him, your honor
but | did not butter him."
He assaulted and battered me OF
the back of the head with a pavement
block, your honor, and here is tn,
scar to swear for ITSELF" said tn,
prosecuting witness.
Ten dollars, Mr.. Murphy, is tn,
price Of that battercake," said tn,
court. Bring in another horse"
Il am known as Henry Austin, ,
was the Introductory remark of tn,
next man.
Indeed, " said the court, ''and j,
tthhattiaii you have to say for yourself.
u am hard working man, YOU
honor. l might say 1 am a genius. ,
Il can see that in your eye."
You do me proud your honor, but
candor compels me to say that the
present expression of my eyes is due
to a too close intimacywith some man,
fist. But as | was saying, 1 am .
genius. Now, to show that
mean what l say, pray allow
me to manipulate those glasses
OF yours a moment, and | can
assure you that in the future your
dignity of mien will not be disturbed
by having those same glasses fall to
the floor whenever your judicial nose
is wrinkled with the frown of just and
and holy vengeance.
Squat him on the stone pile and
give him harp"
Your honor means hammer"
Yes, a hammer" and a figure 5
was formed at the end of the courts
pencil, which means ten days on the
pile.
"What does w. S. stand for in your
name, Mr.. Brown" asked the Judge,
of No. 3.
WED Snout, sir" answered the
prisoner, who is guilty fan occasion
al lisp, "and I'd like to have my case
continued until tomorrow morning. {"
"All right, where's No AZ"
Mr.. Greehan answered to the call.
and said he did take little more than
the doctor prescribed, but he wasn't a
bad man.
DO your duty, Mr. Boyd" said the
court, after looking closely at the
prisoner a few minutes.
In a few seconds Mr.. Boyd's hand
was suddenly seen to disappear in the
left breast pocket of Mr.. Greehan's 5
coat and after little search with
drew it, holding daiutily between his
fingers delicately scented piece Of
paper.
Hes got it" he said.
Has, eh?"
The worst ever saw, your honor. f"
The dormant curiosity of the re-
porter, that rare trait with the pro-
fession, was fully aroused, and pene-
trating the envelope with his eagle
eye, he read as follows:
DEAR DUoKY-Be sure and wear
coat tonight that can be easily
parted in the back, and also wear
your breeches with the patent
leather ceiling. Dad may be at
home tonight, and there's
nothing like having things conven-
lent, Your own
SARAH ANN -"
1t is supposed that he took too much
Invlgorator and had to be towed by a
police. He rayed his little one dollar
ine and vamposed. an