The evening times., 1896-06-09
TWO COURTS, ONE JUDGE
Mr.. Miller Presided Over B,th
Police Tribunals.
THE CASE ABOUT A DEG
Neighbors' Unfricndliness Led to the
Midnight shooting of the Canine.
The Speed Permitted Bicycles at
Street Intersections is Too Fast.
A Jealous Lovers Actions.

Judge Miller came ba ok to his old bali
wick today. He presided in the lower
courtiu the absence of Judge Kimball, who
was forgetting bailiffs, policemen, prison.
ers and ill-smeiling courtrooms, in the
fresh breezes and briny waves caressing
Colonial Beach, where he spent u day off
from judicial duties.
1t was hard task for Judge Miller, as
he had a heavy docket OF his own jury
trials, and thirty-nine men and women TO
try in the pen OF Judge Kimbalrs tribunal.
Nevertheless, he managed every thing with
quickness and dispatch III conjunction with
Prosecutor Pugh.
Bailirf Cole created an amusing incident
in his epdeavor to call the collateral list
off quickly 1t is the custom to read the
list on the inside, and then announce that
1t will be called on the outside. If de-
fendant fails to answer when his name is
called, he forfeits collateral.
COLES STYLE OF DELIVERY.
Cole, in his anxiety to keep up with the
rapid methods prevailing in the prOcecdiDgs,
ran his words all together. The last nane
he reached was William Skinner. The
owner of the name, a nervous, gray-eyed,
pippin-faced little man, was seated in a
front row of chairs, anxiously awaiting to
answer here
"Will-yum Summer shouted Cole.
Here" yelled Skinner, recognizing bis
name, despite its distortion .
| Cole kept right without pause.
,"Willyum Simmer, Willyum Simmer, an
swer to your name on the outside, or you
| forfeit your collateral"
| Skinner jumped up, flung himself through
| the swinging doors landing plump against
| Flynn's stomach, and screamed frantically,
| "here is william Skinner. Don't leave
me lose that five"
You'll lose your loife,'' painted Flynn,
''if you knock me agin that way"
In the meantime Cole had fled to the
portico of the courthouse, addressing the
astonishcd passing public in different cia-
bolical tones as ''Willyum Shimmers."
Skinner caught Cole, returning on trot
and the matter was finally explained.
Mike Flynn regained his health and com
posure, Cole a civilized tone. and Skinner
his seat painting and perspiring.
James Walker aud Alexander Freeman
arc nextdoor neighbOrs on Sixteenth street
southeast Alexander has a dog he is verS
fond of and So has james. Their masters
are not on friendly terms, but the dogs are
In order to establish friendly relations
with each other they tunneled under the
fence separating the two dwellings. Il
was this subterranean passage that nearly
cost Bose. rreeman's dog, his life ard
caused the u rrest of Walker on the charge
of cruelty to animals.
Walker came home late Wednesday nigh
from an excursion and caught BCse in his
yard He grabbed Il shotgun and fiilet
Bose's Intelligent face full of fine birt
shot, destroying one eye and nearly KILN,
him. Bose retreated feebly through tn
hole under the fence to his kennel, wheu
his humane owner doctored him as tenderl
as if the brute was child.
HEARD THE CASE.
He swore out warrant against Walker
and this morning Judge Miller heard tn
case. Freeman is an old ante-beilum da
key, with thatch of white wool and
1 gray beard almost covering his black fac'
!. he and his wife, who are childless, RI
garded Walker IN the dock as II lie wa
some creation OF the devil.
Now, old man, how about this?" aske
Judge Miller, briskly-
When Freeman talks lie mas Two Sret
dents in his cheeks, which work in al
out as If he had suction pump opera
ing in his mouth. These dents were
e marvel to Kendig, who never tired
r. commenting on them for the rest of u
n day.
L. "Yo' 'onnah, dis hyah is case OBJ sho6ti
r de finest dawg wot ebber wagged tn
e Las Wednesday night dis man shoot n
Bose, dat's de dawg an spile wun OBJ b
eyes; shoots it clean out, an we al;
70 found it yit.'
10 Where was your dog when be W
10 shot" asked Judge Miller.
I'm dat mans gyarding"
o. what was he doing there?"
'g You sees Walkers got er dawg,
mean tramp hound, and my dawg goes fl
NJ er hole under der fence ter see hi
NJ An den he fyahs ut him like mean C
ht same us dat annimul he owns. 1 sez
him. said the old man, warming up, ar
a. me an my ole Ooaman haid doctered B'
W us I'D al cum out hyah, and we'll see bt
~ up an cum out hyah, and wen see 'b'
ee' e it," and Aleck Strengthened himself as
,s1,' he had some yonng blood in his veins y
~ "Dog dead?" inquired the court
jH MONEY WILL SAVE HIM.
as "Ain't ded yit," said Freeman, proud
"an' amt er goiD' ter die, il mummy '
he sabe him.
ey Look here, Freeman said Wake
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