Pine Bluff daily graphic., 1896-07-20
STORIES oF THE DAY.
Three Gcoa x4-ns hy aEsSsoers asszN-
 of ErudIse Legal v-oEks-

: 'sCaTpuza-1en and F NsgllSenoa. ss prime story teller He ooavo7ea B parry of friends into Tlaatelse-s rexFaarant eaa other evening. and aS he noticed sAa multiplied reflections q their faces h tAs mirror lined walls he said.
 How much yoa look like yu1E broah- CTS. gelsleusnY Thsa hs went a. That reminds ne q god old Judge AmAsas Reiheld of the Vermont sa- pzeme court. Ee and his brother IssSe. who was also 2fte<vAr1 CD Eae supreme bench oE Vermont. we7e S like s two peas People frequently miSEook ons fer the other. bur they managed Co pzesexve their identity with each ether until Judge AmASa WAS passing CT e ths dining room of . Burlington kosel one evening. when ha sAw his brother ao- proachlng him
 :. Why. Isaac. didn't expect 70 sse you here. How did this happsass Then the judicial light <oand 0ue. fov his head had come inso violent collision with 8 mirTuz. Isaac had disappeared. and in his place was AmAsa. Ys-y m1ch [ ahashed He never ooald kssp a 5ake CD himself. howsTeE. and ha told me tAs story e.zee - his inimiszhle. dry way.
 sTen us abeat Handsome Davis judge. said o1e of his companions Judge Thompson protested .sI hare told that story as least-
 Never mind Let us hayeiE again 7 And. Ike tise courteous gentleman be ls. he yielded.
 When I WAS in San Francisco. hs began. sa falI, god looking old man used 10 come to the oE91ca to sae ore q the seenographers h my emploE. learned that he was her uncle and sllas be was one et the California pioneers He told me one day of his experience with Judge Lynch. I've had . grudge against my name {Dayis1 ever since | came near hanging me. he began Yer ,, see, 1 wasn't So tough 3 looking cuS- toner ln those days as now. and when one Of the mining camp fairies chris tened me Handsome Davis. t0 distiu- guish me from the numerous other Davises thereasoas, fhe name stuck Well. one day was cut prospecting north ef the city and I suddenly found myself surrounded hy 70 armed miners Whats yer name. said the one who seemed to be the leader Davis, y I an swered They exchanged glanees, and tte spokesman said: Well, Davis. git ready We're goin to string xou ID for kiIlin Jack Flynn That WAS a covart3ly. sneakin trick. and you've got to pay for l. He led the way toward the nearest tree. and followed between two of the biggest miners You've made mistake, men, said. My names Davis. but you have the wrong Davis I never heard Of Jack Flynn. l protested. Maybe not, but yeu shot the dayhghts cut Of him just the same. Come along. They threw the rope over limb and told me I had two minutes in which 10 say my prayers Instead of praying. I expossulated I am from San Francisco, v l said. ''Oh, yes. may be you are, and you are wanted there bad, too, but yoa can | go You we got to take the train 10 kingdom come. Hurry up and say your prayers !" Just then a man mounted or mule rode ID to the knoll He was tall and slim and had a pointed hat and beard. l. was s Yankee Doodle beard. ? parenthetically explained the judge. Just like that beard of Tom Carter's
 t Mir. Yankee Doodle rode up to Us, and, transferring monstrous quid Of tobacco from one cheek 10 another, said mildly: What are you goin to do, boys:'' You just wait 3 minute and you'll see what we're goin to do This man put buckshot into Jack Flynn and we're goin 10 swing him for it. i'
 Yankee Doodle looked at me re- fectiYely, then reminisoently. You've got the wrong man, fellers, he drawled- ''The feller what plugged Flynn is Sam Davis, and this here one's Handsome Davis. He's from San Francisco. I've seen him there '' Yankee was evidently an authority among the fellers They held a little conference and concluded to let me off Well let you of if you treat the crowd, ' was the announce ment agreed. D
 Before dinner WAS over the judge was prevailed upon to tell the story of an other hairbreadth escape. This was in 1 Canada" he said, and the hero, a brawny Scotchman named McNab. who was a fellow eolporteur of my father, the Rev. Seymour Thompson, before he entered the ministry. The two became separated for some reason on the night of McNab's adventure. The Scotchman was riding through forest, unarmed- He had package of Bibles on one side of his saddle and on the other a string of frozen sausages, which were to be thawed and cooked for his breakfast 4 highwayman stopped MeNab's pious reflections and his progress at the same time. The Scotchman was frightened. He never denied that. He had little money in his boot and he leaned over H<0 o5.l saf+sfx- the