The Globe-republican. [volume] (Dodge City, Kan.) 1889-1910, 1892-07-25

it's the law, and you've got to come
You're called for 8 o'clock, and it's half.
past eight now. So hurry up!" And the
representative of the law disappeared.
| Jack growled out q grOtesQue COM
bination of explosives and hurled them
at the laws of the country which com.
PEELED free and independent citizen to
sit upon jury against his will. But he
dressed himself, swallowed a cup OF cof-
| fee, and betook himself to the court
| room.
As outlined by the Sheriff, the jury
were to decide upon the sanity or in
| sanity of an unfortunate woman, and
| the case was easily disposed ola 1t was
| a manifestly hopeless one, and, without
| argument, she was pronounced insane,
! and the Judge committed her TO the
State asylum.
Gentlemen" said the Judge, after
| signing the commitment, there is an
| other phrase of this case which is most
touching The woman is entirely out of
means, and has left very young child
totally unprovided for Much as the
Court regrets such a course, it must
commit the little unfortunate to the poor
house."
Jacks sympathetic chord was touched
at this, and rising quickly to his feet, he
addressed the Judge, most earnestly,
but with an entire absence of respect for
that dignitary.
Hold on, Judge, that's not right"
Whats that. Are you addressing
this Court, sir?" retorted the Judge, with
dignified severity.
That's what I'm doing, Judge Strong.
l say it's not right, That poor house
amt fit place TO feed hogs in, let alone
human beings, and worst Of all little
child. This may not be respectful,
Judge, but it's business, and you know
it a heap better'n do"
What other course would you sug-
gest?"
Il don't know. Thunder, Judge, it's
my business to make trouble, not to
keep people out of it. You've got fam.
ily-why don't you take the little one
home y6urself?" =
"Ahem! Ah-well, that would be al
together out of the question"
Say, let's have look at the kid, will
you?"
The child was produced-a girl about
6 years of age, with delicate face,
every line Ct which was tinged with
muir of admiration passed through the
courtroom, and every eye was turned
upon Jack Bowdoin. He looked at the
child, held out his hand to her, and she
ran to him as though she had known
him always.
Judge Strong, do you mean to tell
me that you've got the heart to send
this poor little thing to that slaughter
hOuse?"
You cannot teach me my duty, sir!"
"Yes, can! You bet, I can! You're
good Christian, they tell me. and I'm
nothin' but gambler and jailbird! But
I've got sOmethin' inside this here
breast O. mine that wouldn't trade for
your Christianity at odds O. ten to one!
Do you know what it is, Judge Strong?
It's pity, and offer to take the little
'un myself and give her a home"
A burst of applause greeted this
speech, and the Judge administered the
usual perfunctOry rebuke. Then, turn
ing to Jack, he said:
Il would be willing, BOwdoin, to grant
you adoption papers for the child, could
l be convinced that you are the proper
person to care for her, which is doubt
full"
well, give me chance; that's all
ask. I can't take care of her myself,
but I've got the money to pay some one
who can. Judge, what do yer say?'
My child, said the Judge, do you
wish to go with this gentleman"
The little waif climbed upon Jacks