The Cheyenne daily leader. [volume] (Cheyenne, Wyo.) 1870-1884, 1882-03-28
JUSTICE
THE DOES AGAIN.

reckless abuse of their household furni-
ture and n another, Saturday last.
Yesterday Marshal Carr appeared before
Justice Slaughter for them, pleaded gull
ty for them and paid the requisite fine,
the bellgerents having declared a truce
and settled their disputes by a sort of
Geneva arbitration.
A YOUTHFUL VAC.
Before Justice Bean yesterday was
brought a bright sun burned youngster.
upon the charge of begging and va
grancy. The fellow didn't know at
first whether to treat the matter as a
joke or as a serious manner, but
the imposing array Of sheep bound
law books with the magistrates frown
just visable above them, soon set the
boy to swallowing his heart for amuse-
ment.
He was Is years old he said, and had
run away from home in San Francisco,
where he had lived for fifteen years.
He came through Arizona, he said,
occupying just eight weeks and three
days in the journey, he stated with the
air of mathematical certainty. In an
swer to a question why he left home, he
said his mother beat him; but appar-
emily he was had to be beat. He said
he was going down to the Wood River
country to work hard all summer
until next December, when he was
going home with lots of money. He was
n shoemaker and could last and nail
and FURNISH and everything, and I'm
going down to Denver where they have
got big shoe factories and everything.
Pm willing to work, judge, I'll do any
thing il you'll give me a show, l will.
The judge then donned one Of his
severest frowns and tucked away out
of sight, the corners of Il growing smile,
as he delivered a very severe lecture
upon the Nervousness Of the lads crime,
committing him to Jail until this morn
ing, remarking that 10 O'Clock in the
morning was a much better time for
the lad to start out than so late in the
afternoon.
BARBER-oUs INToXICATIoN.
The magistrate drew out a majestic
legal frown rs he pulled out a legal
blank to fill, and said,
"Well, sir, you are charged with be-
ing In q beastly state of booze, by this
officer, and in Cheyenne it is a worse
crime to be drunk than it is to be a
member of the legislature. What have
you to Say, guilty or notp"
"Well, judge, l 'spose [ was a little
off, but if yer honor pleases, I'd like to
make a little explanation"
"Well, sir. what have you to say for
yotrselfp"
well, yer honor, my name is Jack
son Hurd."
80 you have already said"
My name is Jackson Hurd, and in
Denver, where l hail from, the boys
call me Jack, the barber. l came up
from Denver Saturday and l intended
to get a job at Goldacker's. You see
when l was in Denver when the mem
beers of your-your what is itP"
Legislature" suggested Justice
Bean.
Eyes, that's it. While them fellows
on an excursion, were down in Denver
riding in our street cars and up and
down in our elevators"
"Did they do thatp'' asked the mag
istrate.
THAT'S what. they did; you ought to
have seen the papers. They we're full
Of it. One of those fellows told me
he was going to introduce a bill. and it
was going to pass, closing all barber
shops at shutdown, Saturday night until
Monday morning, all day Sunday. And
someone told me that the law made
every boss barber provide Il carriage for
the iours. to ride in Sundays, too. And
besides this the wages were fixed at $50
per week. BY jolly, said l, Cheyenne
is too good for me, and just as soon as l
got the necessary 1 quit II good job at
sl5 a week and came up here for me
ifiy and u carriage"
We'll, hurry along"
but, yer honor, when l got here l
found hat the bill was mislaid on a
table and didn't pass; but a $500 liquor
license law did pass and each saloon
man told me his spirits were rising. |
went into one near a barber shop and
asked il he had any good whisky, and
he explained how there wouldn't be
high pressure license and advised me to
lay In u years supply while l could get
n good article cheap, and l did. l got
more than l could carry, judge, and l
just LAID 1t down OF one of those patent
two plank sidewalks and tried to draw
1t until | got tired aud went to sleep.
Capt. Smith, he came along, aud woke
inc up and took me to u room out of the
sun where he said 1t was cooler. He
said 1t vas the parlor, the room where
he left me; but, judge, If that was the
phllol 1 siouiu uieaui"iiy hate 10 DaVe
to stay In the kitchen fifteen or twenty
minutes. Judge, I'm a disappointed
man. Cheyenne legislatures amt what
they are cracked up to be. I've got a
return ticket to Denver, good for one
day longer. If | get back Tuesday l
a have my old job. Pm homesick.
Judge, awfully homesick; and 1 want
To look upon the old familiar striped