The evening light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1881-1883, 1882-08-17
THE SOUND SLEEPER.
A COlOred Preacher who Couldn't Control
Himself.

A Colored Preacher VIII" Couldn't Control
Himself.
Parson Hensely stole horse, and was ar
raigned before the court. "Parson," said the
Judge, 81 have always regarded you as an
honest man, and | am surprised to see you
here. arrested upon such charge, and with
proof so conclusive. Why did you steal the
horse, parson?"
"Jedge, dat word steal, much as admires
de fippancy OBJ your language, sab, is jist a
trihe too stiff fur dis heah occasion. Now I'll
tell yer jst how dis thing occurred: In de
fust place, Use sleepwaker. While l was
asleep went to de stable, and tuck de horse
out"
"But the evidence shows that you plowed
the animal awhile"
"Zackly, sab. I'll tell yer what's fack,
ledge; las year drapped off ter sleep airly
in de spring. an when I woke up had done
made a crap"
That's all very well, .parson. The evil
dence says that after blowing the horse awhile
you sold him to chicken peddler.
'"Zackly, sab. I'll tell yer what's fack,
ledge; two years ago I went ter sleep an
when woke up han sold my steers, got de
money, bought ferryboat, sold hit, bought a
horse, sold hit, an put de money out at in
trust wild brudder in de church."
That's all very straight parson, but the
evidence says that shortly after you sold the
horse the owner and a constable came along.
You took to your heels and did not stop until
you were shot in the arm"
"'Zack.y, sab. I'll tell yer what's fack,
ledge; durin' de wah went ter sleep one day
an when | woke foun' dat de soldiers had
been chasin' me roun' fur more'n week"
The case was submitted to the Jury, and
in very short time verdict of guilty was
rendered.
"Well, parson," said the Judge, show long
do you think you can sleep?"
81 doan know 'zackly, sab, but I'll tell yer
what's fack, ledge"
"Never mind any more facts, parSon. Well
just assign you to a ten years nap. After this
snooze you can no doubt keep awake. You
are all right. find, SO long as you are awake,
but you will sleep"
"'Zackly, sab. I'll"
Take him away, Mr.. iH"-Arkansas
Traveller.
The Princess Roland Bonaparte, whose
death was announced by cable last week, was
the second daughter of the late Francois Blanc,
proprietor of the Monte Carlo gambling house
at Monaco, VINO leIt fortune OF some pZS,-
600, 900 to his son and two daughters. The
eldest daughter married Prince Constantine
Radzivil. and the youngest married Prince
Roland Bonaparte, son of the late Prince
Pierre Bonaparte. The gossps say she hest
tated for awhile, because of the host of indi
gent relatives of her lover whom she would be
obliged, under the peculiar French law, to
support; but the pecuniary arrangements were
finally made to the satisfaction of all con-
cerned, and the wedding took place on
November II, 1880. She brough to her hus-
band at the start an income of $40, 600 per
year, and her mothers wedding present was
the famous palace of San Doeato, formerly
the property of the Russian collector and
spendthrift, Prince Demidoff, for which Nine.
Blanc paid $1,000 1t is not long since the
cable announced that the Princess, who died
on Wednesday, at the age of 20, had become
the mother of daughter.