The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1894-05-25
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SENAT0R A'LauRiN'S NERVE.
The Courtroom Wa Filled With Fighting
Men, But he Never Quit A-Talkin'.

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Men, But he Never Quit A-Talkin'.
Washington News.
Yes" said IA tall, lank. MiSsissipp
hickwoodsman, as the ncwly-clccted
Senator from that State passed
through the lobby Of Wizards Hotel,
Il been a KNOWN AnSc McLaurin for
IA mighty long Whitehall him 'Ansc'
cause can't git my tongue twisted
round that Senator business yit. He'd
ruthcr you call him '.Anse' anyhow, |
rcckon-makes him feel more sorter
hOmelikc. Yes. | know the whole
family he's got eight as strappin' big
brothers as ever you saw one of 'cm
is Il railroad commissioner OF our
State, mother one is District Attor-
ncy. and all the rest of EN- is lawyers,
'cept one, an he's Il doctor. He's got
nine cousins, too. jest us rich men as
he an his brothers is, and let me tell
you, them eighteen is a mighty hard
team to hold when they git punched
together. 'Anse' is got bout the cool
est head or him ! ever saw, an I've
seer some mighty cool ones in my
time, too, let me tell you, aud gritty
amt no namc for him.
TEL you what | seer him do down
in the pincy woods, once. 1t was way
OF IN a little town tout twenty miles
to the nearest railroad station. an
you know what cote week is down in
my country great time for all the
folks around to swap lies bout their
mellon an cotton craps. Well, it was
cote week then, an they was trying
a Teller accused Of being one of Il gang
of burglars that had jest bout cleaned
the town out, an everybody was DOW.
crful excited Ovcr the case. 'Anse'
an all the other lawyers in town was
prosecuting the Teller, an'the prisoner
had TO or five city lawyers from down
to jackson defendin' him. 'Mongst
them was n slippcry-looking cuss
from down in Texas that went by the
name OF Mustang, cause he looked
so kinder wild like bout the eyes,
This Mustang chap was always a
wranglin' an Il putin in his mouth
when he didn't have no business ado.
ing 1t, an once when Anse was on his
feet adrcssin' the jcdge on a pint of
law, this here Teller KEEP on a inter
ruptin' him till Anse got mad an I0le
him to set down, he had the floor
The Teller lowed he had the floor, too,
an was agoin to talk all he wanted to.
Anse never said 'nothin', Jest KEEP on
talkin'. an the Mustang KEEP on a put
tin in till another lawyer on Anse's
side got mad an shucked off his cote,
run round an grabbed hole of Mus
tang an hollered: Here's nutlIer one
got the floor, let's see whose ayoin TO
keep it, Then SIGH another fight you
amt never seen the like Of: everybody
got to fightin', some on one side, some
on thother. All Anse's brothers
pitched in, an some OF his cousins on
the jury took a hand the prisoner
squared off and broke loose at every.
body that come anywhere near him.
Fact is, the floor was bout fo' foot
deep in fghtin' lawyers, jury, sheriff
an everybody else that could take a
hand.
"All this time Anse never quit a
talkin'-jest KEEP a mountin' the pile
as 1t growed bigger. After a while
somebody hollercd. for Gawd's sake
don't shoot in here Then you oughter
see the nlggers begin to run. They all
run to the windows to jump, but il
no use, cause the windows was
bout sixty feet off the groun', an they
Sorter run to 'em and stopped like a
balky horse. When they seen there !
want no chance that away, they all /
made a break for the door, an started .
down the steps, but they was in sich !
a hurry to git out they couldn't wait
to Walk-they jest rolled down. After
a while the lawyers got sOrter tired of
flgltin', and some Teller from under
the bottom of the pile said: Let's
luit this id foolishness and get a
So the whole crowd filed out
the barroom, got IA drink, an come
an went pcaceably on with the
trial. Bout night a gentleman came
riding into town an'said he had met
some 1iggcrs a-runnin' down the road
bout three miles out without no hats
" shoes, an maxim for the woods like
The devil was after en-. He stopt EN-
enQuired, Whats the matter.
They jest KEEP on runnin' an
hoHered back, ooh, my Gawd, boss.
1on't go in dere. Dem McLaurins is
l1ghtin'.'
EYES," repeated the Mississippian.
'Anse is got a mighty cool head,
cause durin' that whole fussin' he
never broke his gait-jest KEEP e
atalkin' an arguin' that pint of