The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1882-05-20
So DociIe.

"Mrs. Caroon, you are charged with
disturbing the peace" said his Honor to
woman weighing $50 pounds and who
had head as round as cannon ball !
me disturb the peace Now, then,
who could have told such lie about
mer' she exclaimed in virtuous indig-
nation.
at is here recorded that you climbed
ine-fence seven feet high, dropped
into neighbours yard, and did then and
there beat, wound, bruise and assault
one Mrs. ORorke."
me! Me climb seven-foot fence,
Me beat Mrs. ORorke! O! grave,
where is thy sting! Judge, you don t
know me-"
''Well, L think this is our first meet
ing"
"You don't begin to know me! Why,
I'm the most peaceful, docile and sweet
tempered woman in Detroit. I'll give
anybody $50 to prove that | ever hurt a
fly 1t must have been some other Ca
roon-indeed it must.
"I'll call the witness. Mrs. O'Rorke,
please step forward
Mrs. O'Rorke was o small woman,
sorrow on her face. She had her head
tied up with red-bordered towel, and
there were two long strips of court
plaster on her face.
Witness, do you recognize the pris-
onerP''
Yves, think l do.'
docs she live next door to you?"
"Yes.''
g State what occurred Yesterday"
" Yes, my dear, Mrs. O'Rorke," added
the prisoner, estate what occurred YES
terday. Tell the court what loving
friends we have always been, and how
gently l nursed you the time you had
the bilious fever"
Well, she'd been slandering my hus-
band,' said the witness, as she turned to
the desk.
"Slandering your husband-your kind,
faithful husband! Mrs O'Rorke, how can
you-how can your
"She had also talked about me, and
yesterday morning, when | saw her out
in her yard. told her she must quit it.
At that she climbed the fence"
climbed the fence! o, my dear Mrs.
O'Rorke. think of a woman like me climb
ing fence. Please take it backr'
"She climbed the fence and said she
would make mince-meat of me, and if
our dog hadn't bitten her in the leg |
guess she'd have killed me.''
"Those hurts were received at her
hands, were they?"
q" Yes, sir; besides several pinches on
my arms"
go, Mrs. O'Honor-oh, Judge o.
| Rorke, it's all d mistaker cried the
prisoner. This woman eats opium,
and it was all -hallu-hallucna
ton or whatever you call it! Look al
me, your Honor! See how calm anc
peaceful and docle | am! | wouldn't
take the life of bed-bug, to say nothing
almost numbering the nearest friend ]
have on earth. Mrs. O'Rorke come
over till hug you"
There is no hugging in this case, y
remarked the court. Mrs. Caroon
you are fined ten dollars or sent up fol-
sixty days"
30, sir, and I'm so dociler'
Cant help that. Please retire to the
CORRIDOR
II can't can't. It's all mistake
and must go home! Judge, I'm do
| Gle woman
That's what you're sent up for. Fal
back"
Bijah escorted her into the corridor
and they had scarcely disappeared wher
he cried for help. Two officers rushed
in and found the docile woman holding
him against the wall and kicking hi,
shins until his heart ached. She wa.
pulled off, but it took the three to ge
her into cell, and when the key hac
been turned she cried out
towards of the law, you dare no
give docile woman fair show q
your Detroit Free Press.