Daily Yellowstone journal., 1888-07-01
THE BROWN EYED JUDGE.
Teddy and His Mother in Court-Accused
of Larceny.

VI Aartthys
The next prisoner is a little boy. a very
little boy, so little he can hardly see over
the railing in front Of the judges bench,
where the prisoners stand. He has re-
sponded TO the name of Terence Bryan,
and is accused of larceny. When he
comes up, towed by a big policeman, the
Judge looks over his desk, squints at him
through his glasses and says: ''What in
the world is that little fellow here for?'
The clerk reads the charge. He is ac-
cused by Hezekiah Hops, a huge, red
faced, black haired man, with little black
eyes and a globular nose, of having wick
edly and feloniouIy taken and stolen
from the Office of the said Hops one Jap
anese bronze paper holder, Of the value
of SO.
"Are you guilty or not guilty." asks
the clerk.
By Teddy's side stands his mother and
his two sisters, one larger and one smaller
than he.
"He did take it, sor," says the old
woman, her eyes streaming with tears,
obut Oh tuck it right back ter Misther
Hops, an me that lame OF couldn't walk
without me crutch. He idn't name ter be
bad, sor. an he didn't know that it were
vallyble"-
'Never mind, ma'am," says the brown
eyed judge. ''We'n get at the facts
Call Mr.. Hops and enter n plea of not
guilty."
Mr.. Hops comes up with q resounding
step and a heavy frown. What's the
use calling me-" he says, ''when she
owns up that the young scamp took it2"
The brown eyed judge looked sharply
at Hops and said quietly: ANSWER the
questions | put to you and be careful not
to offer any unasked advice to the court"
whereupon Mr.. Hops blinked faster than
before.
"When did you miss this paper
holderl'
ut was stolen on May 2. That young
rascal was my Office boy and he took it
and | want him made an example Of"
How did you learn it was stolen?"
His mother brought it back the next
day."
WAS that the first you knew Of it hav-
ing been takenY'
''Yes, and then she had the cheek 10
ask me to keep the young thief. o, no!
Hump ! Did you ever hear the like:''
| and Mr.. Hops looked about him as much
as to say that it was quite past believing.
"What did you say to THAR
II told her she must take me for a
fool; and then / called all the other boys
and told them what the scamp had done,
sent for a policeman and had him ar
rested"
"You did, hey?" said the brown eyed
Judge, putting on his glasses and looking
ut Mr.. Hops over the top of them.
That was the way you answered her,
was il? What business are you inI"
IL keep a brewery, and hire a great
many boys. | can't have any thieves
about my place, and I'm going to make
an example Of this one."
"0h, you are, are you9" said the
brown eyed judge. ''Step down, SIR"
"All boys are thieves when they get
the chance, and
''Step down, sir!'
The court officer laid hold of Mr.. Hops.
How'd yer jawr," he whispered, San
go set down. The jedge is done wild ye."
Mr.. Hops was startled and indignant,
| but he obeyed, and his place was taken
by Mrs. Bryan. Sheneeded no urging to
| tell her story.
Teddy is q good bye, sor, an names
no harrem. The thing he brought home
wild him, savin' yer presence, was a
sperit av avil. Misther Hops seq it's ia
panese. Ye'd have known it were some
thin haythenish, fer it were n doubled
up mummy wild harms an is hid, an
arms all crooked, an unchriss'an claws,
an legs like as if he were drunk, an n
big horse fly, yer Amer, were a bitin'
away an his back list where he couldn't
rache him wild MS. 1t We're a-lyin'
about in the otis and Teddy fetched it
home, not KNOWN it were japanese an
a vallyble divil at all, at all. but thinkin'
1t nd he a divarshun fer the childllre. an
whin | towled him it I'D he shtalin' fer
to take 50 much as a wisp of shtraw from
Misther Hops offs broom he was that
s%cairt, yer Amer. hat he begun ter CRY,
an said lac darsent 60 back. So Oi tuck
the japanese diyil an shIrinkled i'm wild
howly waiter, more bethoken that he
shouldn't do me avil, and Oh tuck the
bye, too. and whit to Mr.. Hops, an /
seq, seq Or
THAT will do, Mrs. Bryan" said the
brown eyed judge; II think we under
stand it. Pcrhap5you'd like TO withdraw
this complaint, Mr.. Hopsl'
"Do whatF' cried Mr.. HoTs. "With.
draw the complaint! Well, / guess not
He's a young thief. and / want an ex
ample
you're discharged, Teddy" said the
judge,
Mr.. Hops sprang up excitedly, but be.
fore he could open his mouth the watch.
full officer amiably observed:
snow, don't lie shootin' aft no Mise
we're, err the jedge III lock ye up, dye
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