, 1881-10-15
DEALING JUSTICE.
1His Honor" ON the Bench.
The Griss Good. and the R.ekeser, .e.s

I The wister winds are howiing.
Old Boreas Is 4 scoaling.
I We're having now a winter cold and drea,
You'd better get your coal IL,
/ And then proceed to roll in.
A keg of-what | viii no. mention here.
Sang "His Honor" as he friske,
around behind his desk of Justice, Will,
the Marshal took up the spirit of hilarit,
and tried to take a clog step, but his fee
didn't behare right, and he came neal
falling over on small boy that stood neal
the door with basket Of popcorn.
Silence" raped " His Honor, and
the crowd ceased their litter and remov.
ed their hats
Mr., Marshal" +" the Court began, as
quiet reigned, il does seem strange that
the average mortal viii persist in wearing
a thin shirt this weather, and investing
his money III gin instead OF an oyercoat
to keep warm But il is fact that they
do, and it is only when their sands of
life have went galloping off down the de-
clivity Of time, that they realize there Is
something else in this world worth doing
besides culoring ones nose You may lust
remove the trap door now, and call out
the violators, while | see who laid out
and tried TO stand off the frost last night. f"
James Russell walked slowly out, when
the Marshal let down the bars, and he
looked as though he had Just came off of a
forty days fast
James Russell, you're brick, said
" His Honor, as James leaned up against
the rail 'lou got terrible drunk last
night, and imagined you owned the town,
while the truth is you didn't have money
enough TO pay the interest on ten cent
debt. Why viii you persist in behaving
this way ,"
Z" I'm discouraged" said James.
"les, yes; see. You are discouraged
and have nothing to do. I'll furnish you
work Immediately. lou may bother your
brain nov in trying 20 find out how Won
can pay this Court SO when you .hav'n mt
cent 10 do it with. You've had all the
opportunities man wanted, James, but
yoa improved them not. While some
men viii go Kansas, act as private secre-
tary for 4 niger exodus, and return COW
cred with glory and walk into land of
fce, you are wasting your time away in
removing whisky from bar and counting
flies on the ceiling IOn should have
been sharp, James, and Joined the poll
tieians. and then you could have taken
your meals from the free lunch stands and
been looked up to, while you give your
opinion on the political situation and the
possibilities Of Federal Temovais in Wal
la Walla. But its too late for you now,
James, you're Just losing your grip on
life, and your opportunities have all vent
gdlloping of ike a paradise b.rd in a
Marshars hack You may pass out now,
and as you retire to the city calaboose,
and play the checker act with your nose
you may ponder and weep
- See the name of Fanny Williams OH
the docket, said His Honor" "and
she doubtless is booked for a good square
lecture, as the wcrd drunk appears
directly after her name. You may escort
her into the room, Mr.. Marshal, and We
viii see how she liked her quarters last
night"
The Marshal stated that Miss Fanny
had furnished the proper bail after her
arrest and had Immediately repaired to
her domicile on First street.
"Where she is probably repenting her
action" said "His Honor" as the Mar
shall finished. sit erieves this Court to
think that Miss Fanny prefers to pay Sl5
than hear a moral lecture Her cash
softeas the feelings Of this
Court, however, and taking into consid
Grafton the fact that she has the money
wherewith to hquidate all bills, We will
endeavor to see that the fine is somewhat
heavier than the lecture. She Is like ali
the rest Of earth's mortals who travel this
route She steamed upon the broad gauge
plan and her tram Is simply wrecked.
Like all young girls, she banged her hair
and started out in life to make ''mash,
and thus far has not succeeded IN mash
ing anything very extensively outside OF
her reputation, which is of about as much
use in this word now as a played out coal
mine Her performance last night is only
the beginning of the end Of career that
in point Of smOothness resembles nut
meg crater, or country church stoeple
in wond-pecker time She has banged
her last bang, and mashed her last mash,
and now she can prepare TO reap the seed
she has so.n, and gather IN the harvest
which is probably so fun Of weeds and
briars that when it is thrown on the
market it wall go hunting a buyer for
some time. You may continue her case
until Tuesday, Mr. Marshal, al which
time she can come I'D for her sentence.