Goldsboro weekly argus. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1885-1909, 1892-04-14
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Doings of the Week at the City Hall

(By our 0peClal ARGUS Reporter.)
1t is only once in while that the
audience at Judge Hollowell's court
is small, as no admittance fee is
charged, although it costs like every
thing to get ont, sometimes. The
Judge was On time; he carefully
scanned the audience:
"Great ScottY' he mufmured,
"what has got into the people? Last
week not single case was reported,
and now, on Monday morning, the
station house is full to overfowing
and the passage has been pressed into
service. This thing has got to stop.
[ recognize some old, familiar faces
Angel Alley Parker Row. Res
taurant Avenue and Starvation
Lane have sent up their full quota
of delegates. Call the first case,
Mr.. Clerk, I am going to make
things hum to-day"
Officer Swaringen motioned a cul-
prit to approach the tribunal.
"You are charged" remarked His
Honor, Gas he handed down Bible
to be used in place of the old Web
ster that had been in use for many
years), "with having a little excite
ment down near the Gregory Hotel,
being drunk and trying to initiate
COW boy in the way of pistol prac-
tioe. That's all very well, if you
were in a bomb proof, but it won't
do in this town. What have YOU
to saye Be quick about it, for the
performance will be long and varied
to-day
"Well, Judge, I amt got much
to say about the occasion, and / ask
the mercy Of the court. l war kinder
full and [ come nigh killing myself:
see how | burnt my hat, the ball
come so close to my head''.
"That will do. I understand.
Trying to commit suicide. S. and
cost for being such a poor marks
man..
He forked over the cash and
quietly departed.
You are charged with imbibing
cheap whiskey until you thought
you owned the whole of East Cen tire
street. What have you to say Come,
now, l want no fooling, business is
good to-day and you have been one
of my best customers, but life is too
short to give much time 20 you''.
Well, Judge, man was borne of
woman, and he is full of trouble.
{ T. Pate, in distant cell, when he
Amt full of whiskey.) l was
maneuvering along near the decep-
ton room when l seed chummy, dar,
coming out -".
Hold ON minute said his
Honor, "you say deception room
what do you mean ?"
"Why, de place roun dare where
dey keep trunks, trucks, Oil barrels
and niggers'.
81 see, you mean the railroad
"In course l do, Judge, deception
room''.
81 do not fully understand you
yet ?''
Why, Judge, you know de place
is run by two fust-class railroads
and a half. When stranger knows
this fact he expects a nice place, but
when he enters dat place he finds
dat he have got into a mighty nasty
hoIe-worsen de Old Eastern, or de
market house lof5; dat's deception,
amt it? Catch on, now, Judge ?''
"Oh Yes, see".
"You may be little unsteady on
your legs, but you are a mighty level
headed niger. You can go"
"Thank'ee, boss you's got a
mighty level head, too, if it is little
short of hair on top" And he left
with smile IN his face that will
long be remembered by the court.
Several other cases were disposed
of and His Honor gracefully compli-
mented the Police on the faithful
manner in which they had dis
charged their duty of late; the
Clerk figured up the fines for the
week, which amounted to $4,000;
the spectators departed, and all was
still-for court was over.
A srattling good fellow" is often
one who shakes dice. -Philadel-