The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1886-07-15
TRaRoRtzpp JuRlsrs.
Thrullng Experience OF Two Lawyers with
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hear.
From the san Francisco Can.
In the foothills of Sonoma county,
not many miles from tho town of
Petalum8, there is neat, cosy country |
house, built on knoll. 1t is covered |
with climbing roses, white, pink and |
yellow, carefully trained, and tho |
- foliage and blossom is here and there |
intertwincd with jcssimino and Eng
lish honeysuckle. From o broad por-
D. tico in front of the building one OBJ
tains view that is enchanting. At |
the foot of the grassy slope that leads |
to the dwelling runs n silvcry stream, |
in the pools Of which disport the beau |
tiful and spccklcd trout. This place,
one of tho most pleasant in that sec
ton of ;hc county, is the home Of the |
LAWYERS, the parents of Judge Lawlcr, |
of the police court Of this city. When |
ever the J.udge seeks relaxation from |
official cares, he takes run up to that
home to inhalc pure country air and
eXpungc from his lungs the foul dust |
laden atmosphere of his court. One
Saturday few weeks since he started
Sonomaward, and on the train fell in
with one Of the legal lights who
practice in the criminal courts--a gen
tlcman noted for tho cloqucncc which
time and again has cntranccd the occu-
pants Of the back seats Of the police
courts.
"Judgc," said Judge Lawlcr, OK
tending the hand of friendship to him,
con your way into the country for n
little OutingY
eyes, your honor" responded the
party addressed, who, at one time,
hung over the door Of primitive
shanty in Carson, in the early days of
tho ComstOck excitement, shingc
on which was traced in rude charac-
tcrs, the awc-inspiring words: "Onicc
of the Justice Of the Pcacc.-M. Burns,
Justice"
'lf you have no particular objective
point, and would like to stay over
Sunday" said Judge Lawcr, "comc
up with me, and if you arc fond OF
hunting, we'll go up in the hills TO-
morrow and seek the jack rabbit, the
cotton-tail, and if we don't happen to
cite deer we may run across a bear. .
"Judge, you honor me; | was about
10 oiler an excuse, but when you spoke
of the possibility Of meeting bear
then you touch me in q tender spot
and l will avail myself of your kind
ness" said Judge Burns, his rubi
cund face shining smiles. "Do yo,
there is anything upon which | prid
myself il is bmr-hunting, | hav
spent hours following the trail Of som
monster bruin in the canyons Of tn
Sierra, and lndian-likc, have sncckc,
up to him and plunged the dcadl
DoWlc into him or sent II bullet from
minnie rifle or SiX-shootcr crashin
through his brain. Oh, its gloriou
sport. just show me, Judge, whcr
there is II bear trail and Tll show yO
some rare sport"
The journey was finished, and brigh
and carly on Sunday the two jurist
startod on their morning pcrcgrinatio
in the shady wildWoodS in the rear O
the LaWlcr home, each CARRYING arm
OF the most improved pattern.
"Thcrc, your HONOR" said Judg
Burns, suddenly striking an atttud
and bringing u rifle en- leu, "thnt's In
position TO strike when You sec
bear"
"And as you speak," said Judg
Lawlcr, 'if am not mistaken. thcr
lsh bear trail on the road in front O
u.s."
"Thcnfs bear prints," said Jude
Burns, who got down on his knees t,
examine them. While speaking III
chanccd to raise his head, and 1in,
yard from him, moving lcisurcly alone,
he saw II bear of the cinnamon species
and, without changing his position
uttered in an undcrtonc, "Judgc, run
TO cover; the bears coming!"
Judge LaWlCr crossed the road at q
Jump, ana ncVerstoppcd till he reached
the top of the most convenient pir,.,
ON his way up, finding that fov.i,ao
piece was an incumbraucc - fivclT
climbing, hc allowed .,isa1' 70 d?c D to the
ground. When ,d6 had reached q
piacc Vi Silintl%y' and was resting from
SLG eSttenion Of ascending without
iauacHor steps, he looked around for
ms allant companion, the great bcal
MAtcr Of the Sierra, and failed to sec
Ac Judge, butobscrvcd on the ground
fat the point where he had last seen the
irresistible nimrod, the rifle which thC
Judge had carried. Close TO the dis.
cardcd weapon was the cinnamon
monster with the shaggy coat, pacing
the road from one side to the other,
Judge LAWYERS first thought was tha,
tho bear had swallowed his companion
but almost '.::,l..::ancously his fears
were relieved by the voice Of his van.
1shcd companion cXclaiming, in fright
cned tones:
''For Gods sake, Judge, don't move
or he'll be up The tree after u.s."
Turning in The direction of the voice
Judge LaWlGr saw the nimrod Of the
Sierra astridc Of Il branch of an ada
cent oak, which was quivcring like an
aspen,
"Why don't you shoot him?" qucric,l
the police judge.
81 can't" came the trcmulous an
swcr; "my rifles in the road, and my
pistol dropped out Of my pocket as /
was making for this branch wonder
if he can climbW
just then the bear put his paws
against the tree and reared ND as if
about to onSwer the question, and the
nimrod of the Sierra fled up with
yen to the topmo3t tWig of the oak,
WSnero nc hung like q woodpeckcr.
Several hours were spent in this de.
iightful fashion, each iurist wildly
hugging his tree, while tEn hcor noooo3