The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1895-04-04
A NEW TRIAL GRANTED.
BY JUDGE CLARK.


junior bar. Any of US would as lief
have faced the master we believed him
to serve, as encounter ''Old Gin" as
we called him, in the trial of a case.
There wasn't a bubble he wasn't up
to, nor trick he wouldn't stoop to.
Then his manner of treating youth
full opponent-suDercilious is no 3name
for tit was like administering a
spanking in open court 1t was no
use appealing to the judge. Old Gin
bullied him as much as be did the rest
of US. 1t was only the jury he took
pains to be polite to, ana he did BAN
boozle them.
Old Gin rode the circuit; and the
deuce of it was, you could never tell
when he would be rung in on you.
Your case might be called for trial;
you might rise to open, counting on a
square fight with one for whom you
felt yourself fully match, when at
the last moment, Old Gin, just retain
ed on the other side, would haul up
his chair, and begin to stare you out
of countenance.
Ad1 ptl Gaze II W CS q SliIt III
Sunderland Pope Fallow, not legal
81 ant, but the youthful author of much
unpublished poetry, was employed to
conduct the defense. | was confident
of brilliant victory-if only Old Gin
had kept his finger out of the pie. l
thought once of securing him on my
side: but | knew he would take all the
credit to himself, and had no wish
to be shorn of my laurels.
When my case was reached, much
to my relief, Old Gin was not on hand
1t was early in the term. and residing
in another county, he had not made
his appearance yet.
l anrouced myself ready; bnt much
to my disgust, Mr. Fallowbrain ask
for days postponement. His client
he said, had lately employed Mr.. Gin
guzzle, who was expected that night,
and the defense would go tomorrow.
protested against the delay, and
insisted that the unexplained absence
of one counsel. when another was pres
ent-especially one as competent as
my learned tiend-was no ground for
adjourning trial.
The Judge knew [ was right, but ne
was toe mucn afraid of Cid Gin to say
so. lie knew what rumpus the old
fellow would raise when he came, II
the case was forced on in his absence.
The trial, accordingly, was set down
for the following day, then to go on
peremptorily.
| left the courtroom much chagrin
ed. think | could have heard with
composure of an accident to the train
Old Gin was coming on, if nothing
worse had happened than breaking
the old sinners neck
1t was in this frame of mind that [
met my friend. Sam Pokefun, the best
fellow at the bar, only little too much
inclined to practically joke.
l explained the situation to Sam.
If Old Gin could be put out of the
way for day, it would be all right
would it?' he asked.
''Of course it would" [ answered.
<The Judge knows the case should
have gone on to day, and has ordered
it to proceed tomorrow peremptorily"
Il have an idea" said Sam; and he
proceeded to unfold it. What it was,
the reader will see in the sequel"
Old Gin had failing not only one
he drank like a fish. only his bever-
age was different His natural incla
nation was for Bourbon whiskey, and,
for moistening purposes, he seldom
used anything else. For how much
Of it he could furnish inward storage
was disputed point which nobody
cared to 60 the expense of settling
by actual experiment.
On Old Gins arrival that evening,
Sam and | invited him to little en-
tertainment to be given at Sans
room after supper. 1t was to be
strictly private affair but the
three of us to be present, and the sup
ply of Bourbon to be unlimited.
Old Gin highly appreciated such
attentions from his juniors, and it was
wonderful how agreebly convivial he
could make himself at their expense
On this occasion he outshOne himself
He holds as much as bonded
warehouse" said Sam, aside, the
fourth time the demijohn was sent
out to be filled.
BY drinking sparingiy ourselves,
and keeping Old Gins glass constant
ly replenished, we managed to put
him to bed bOOzier than he had ever
been known to be before. 1t was we'll
we all stopped at the same house,
or the question of transportation
might have presented difficulties.
Next morning SAM and l were up
betimes; and taking a live water-snake
which a boy had caught for us the
evening before, and which had been
kept over night in box, we slipped
it into one of old Gins boots left be-
fore his door, bending down the leg
SO as to prevent the escape of the rep
tile, which, it is needless to add, was
quite harmless We then entered
Sans room, near by, and waited.
At length we heard Old Gins door
open and moment after there came
an uproar that afforded ample excuse
for our rushing into his room, and. in
affected terror, demanding what was
the matter.
Natter roared Old Gin, rushing
after the snake with a poker, and
knocking over everything in his way.
Just see what l found in my boot.'
furious blow, which the
snake dogded
See what?" asked Sam.
why, that COMPOUNDED snakew-
another Intellectual stroke
''Snake?-1 see no snake,' replied
Sam looking directly at it.
Old Gin turned pale.
"1ou-you don't mean to tell me
there's no snake there?" he stammered.
None that l can see" replied Sam.
Then, boys, I've got emf" scream
ed Old Gin. run for a doctor
luick-quickr'
You don't mean you've got deliri