The Arkansaw traveler., 1885-03-21
For rnK ARKAxsAw TRAyKzKR.
 THINGS THAT HE KNEW,

Time, that "grey old charioteer," is
 hurrying us along; but it is pleasant to
 sometimes sit with our backs to the
 horses and our faces to the past" and
 again gaze upon the landscapes which
 have long ago receded from our view, for
 some of them are passing green, and peo-
 pied with dear faces, which have left
 with us only memory of that which was
 brightest and best. Among the most
 pleasant and mirth-provoking faces which
 l love to recall, is that of Judge Thomas
 Gallagher, once prominent lawyer in
 Arkansaw, who several years ago passed
 from this world to better one, hope. l
 attended court once, in remote county
 where the largest case that had ever been
 there, was to be tried. The cause for the
 case, being somewhat romantic, it had
 excited considerable interest, and everv-
 body and his wife were there to hear ar-
 guments. The case was this: Near the
 village lived two brothers and young
 sister. The girl had fastened her young
 affections on gay young fellow, one
 Will Ray, whom the brothers despised, and to break up the marriage they de- termined to send the young lady of to school, hoping that time, distance, etc, would cure her of her folly. Old Abe Low, a rich neighbor, was going to New Orleans with boat load of cotton, and the brothers asked him in fatherly way to take charge of their sister and see her safely in the convent, which the old fei. low promised he would do, with great pleasure. Before reaching the city, how ever, he completely turred the tables on everybody; for, by painting in glowing colors to the girl what grand, fine things she would have as his wife, and mistress of his big house ana plantation, and on the other side, telling her in tragic tones, what heart. sickening and disgusting life of poverty she would lead as the wife of Will Ray, he gained her consent to marry him. On reaching New Orleans, a minister was sent for, and they were married. After spending a gay honey moon, and much money in the city, they home, where news of the mar riage had preceded them. As old Abe came strutting of the boat, with his new wife on his arm, bang! came the report of gun. and down fell old Abe, his side filled with bird shot. Fortunately for him, Ray (who was hidden, and had been for him ever since the boat in his excitement discharged the wrong barrel, instead of the one he had loaded with buckshot for old Abe's benefit. The old fellow recovered, but his soul thirsted for revenge, and this was the great case to be tried at the time speak of. Judge Murray was on the bench, and Gallagher prosecuting-the defense conducted by Colonel w. P. Ecarg. After the testimony had been .aken, speeches made, etc, Colonel Ecarg entered a plea of "auue fois acquit," lpon which Gallagher, who was about half seas over," arose and in a solemn md impressive manner began: "If it please your honor and gentlemea of the ury, am not man entitled to credit or any general intelligence, or to respect or any special information; but there Ire few things do know. know who truck Billy Patterson. know the diff erence between tweedle-dum and twee- ile-dee. know how the milk got into he cocoanut know how to square the l :ircle, and have had, for a long time, n my mind perfectly satisfactory sclu- ion of the old fabulo-historical- Trojan 1 question, and have fully gratifed my re- iections, as to whether Aeneas did, upon lis shoulders, the old Anchises bear way from the flames of Troy. know where to find the boy who never told a ! ie, and his name is not George Wash ngton. know where to find the woman | sho honestly thinks she's ugly but she's lot. Bat, don't know, in all this broad 'orld, where to find a lawyer, except William ?. Ecarg, who is d-d fool enough Q call this plea of 'autre tois acquit.'" Is he was maiestically resuming his seat ,olonel E. seized an inkstand, and jump ng up roared, "lf the court won't pro- ect me. I'll protect myself" The judge
 djourned court and there was a smile in hat house, so broad and big that ii raised he roof. OLD LAWYER.
 WHAT HE WOULD SWEAR.