St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1886-10-31

"Mr. Nosearound," said Mrs. N. few
mornings ago, why didn't you go to San
Francisco years ago?"
go to San Francisco! What for?"
Because there are 104 millionaires in
that town now, and you might have been
one of them"
They got their property by cheating. 1
suppose"
II suppose not"
"How then?"
why. they were miners"
well. that don't always work. was
minor Til | was twenty-One."
'Smarty."
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Every one who is intelligent enough to
read newspaper or digest street corner
gossip has heard of Jngge Gary, of Chi
cago, ami especially since the arraignment
and conviction of the bomb throwers. :"
The judge is one of the oldest members of
the judicial bench of Illinois. and for twenty
three years has dealt out justice to con-
victed criminal ill the courts of that state.
friend who was recently in Chicago,
tells good story on the judge and vOuches
for its authenticity. 1t is known only to a
few of the judges most intimate friends,
and is guarded with the vigilance usually
devoted to family secrets. During the
twentythree years that Judge Gary had
been judge he had never been a
minute late at his post until one
day during the trial of the an
archiSts. One morning he opened
court while suffering terribly with an
aching tooth. The trial proceeded and so
did the toOthache, but the judge held his
oh in bi
listened to the wrangling of the lawyers.
At last the painful forenoon was finished
and a recess taken until o'clock. In this
recess the judge saw an oasis in the great
desert of misery in which he had been wan
derng, and claDpng his hat on his head.
he struck out down town for the Office of
dentist. He reached his destination. and,
climbing INTO chair. ordered the puller of
teeth to charge him with chlorofOrm and
take from out his quaking jaw the Jagged
fragment Of what was once proud and
naughty destroyer of toOthsome bon bons.
The dentist attached machine that looked
like Babcock fire extingusher to the Judge
and packed him sd full of aneSthetic that
he lay in a cOmatOse condition until long
after the hour for opening court had passed.
The troublesome tooth was out, however,
and the judiciary tripped back to the court
room with light and airy step and set the
wheels of the judicial machine in motion
once more. This was how he came to be
late for the first time in twenty three
years.
At present Judge Gary occupies any
thing but an enviable position. Having
sentenced the anarchists to death, it is not
strange that his friends should feel some
concern as to his safety. and they do, but
the judge feels none of the fear that fills
them, and when they would have him ride
i'll close carriage like the Gar of Russia.
he. on the contrary. goes out on the street
armed only with an air of indifference and
a gold-headed cane. But he is guarded,
aid can not leave his house without doing
So under the eyes of an officer detailed to
watch his movements and to be at hand in
case he is attacked by the treacherous men,
bers of the Red society. who have sworn
to have revenge for the anarchists destined
to swing. Night and day an officer passes
back and forth before the judges residence.
and it is said that it is impossible for any
one to approach the house without passing
under the searching scrutiny of the officer.
SKETCHER.