Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1884-11-16
SUMMER Observation-Disclosures
Sad disappointment of Andy SpilIers
When He Visited Judge Gaplin.

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Arkan8aao TrdoeIey.
Several weeks ago, while Judge GapIin
was out on a fishing excursion, he tool,
shelter, during a rain storm, in the house
OF old Andy Spillers. The old man, aware
of his guests high position, made extra
efforts to entertain him, and, after the
storm had subsidized, accompanied him to
the creek aud caught a string of fish for
him. The jurist expressed in warm terms
his gratitude, and, upon taking his de-
partuTe, said:
"My dear sir, / should be pleased to re-
ceive a visit from you in'the city, and let
me say that, should you come thither, |
shall deem 1t a pleasure to entertain YOU
But you are such a high man in town,
Jedgev
"NOnsense, my dear sir. L am only a
man, and l beseech you, have no hest
fancy in approaching me"
''Oh, ! amt afeerd, Jedge. IdOn't hang
back for nobody"
"You are right" exclaimed the Judge.
Goodbye, and don't forget TO call upon
| me-"
The other day old Spillers came to town,
AMI hearing that the Judge was holding
court. he said to his companion: s'COme
on an less see him. l amt no Summer
coon. let me tell o IA Ell show you
what a 'pOrtant man l am. Oh, you stick
to me an you'll find yourself all right
among these town folks"
When they entered the court room the
Judge was engaged in delivering an i'm
pOrtant ruling. SIN the case of Hamilton
VS.. ChadsOn," said he, "the court, and l
think with much wisdom, held"
"HellO, Jedge," exclaimed old SpIllers.
Everybody looked around, and the jurist,
shocked almost from the WOOlsack-or,
more properly speaking, considering the
influences which brought him TO Arkaa-
sas, the carpet-bag-lOwered his spec
tacles n gaZed in the direction whence
came the voice.
"Hello, Jedge," repeated Spillers, pres
sing forward.
"Mr. Sheriff, arrest that man,"
"What, you don't know me, | reckin'.
Dun forgot old Andy Spillers? DON'T o
ricOlleck O. how We lad to drive the cobb
stopper inside the Jug atOro we could git at
the Ticker? DON'T you know how l cotch
the fish for yOu3'i
These expressions fell like burning ceals
on the Juuge. ue was a canuIaaUe ioi'
reelection on the Prohibition ticket, and
had, upon returning from the country,
boosted of his skill as a fisherman.
"Wherc is the Sheriff. demanded the
Judge.
"Gone out" some n replied.
"Please call him."
''Jedge, you can't put up no SIGH a joke
on me. Come on, Ben, an less lift him from
behind his box"
"Leave the ROOM" roared the Judge.
What" said old Spillers, stopping and
gazing in surprise at the Judge. EFF 1
hadn'ter thought my cOmp'ny was well
come, 1 w%Ouldn'ter m Reckin you've
forgot how you soaked my Ticker. Fine
man; come out in the country an git on
a hurrah an beg a Teller to come to see
YOU. an, when he comes fling IN yer head
an snort like a ~tive-year-old."
The Sheriff arrived and seized the old
fellow.
Don't put him in Jail, Mr.. Sheriff, but
see that he goes home"
THAT'S all right, Jedge. Reckin you'll
come out thar when you wanter git on
another %rip-snOrter. Goodbye, old turn
coat. Ketch you out my way. an PHI
mop up the face o. the yearth with YOU"