The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1897-05-09
HUMOROUS SIDE OF LIFE.
A COLLECTION or GOOD STORIES
TOLD BY OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES WIGS.
HIS Poor Excuse Accepted Ths Negro Tells
How re Happened TO Take several Drops
TOO NIuch-Iow Hs Interested tho Judge.
From the Atlanta Constitute

Hts Toor Excuse Accepted The NeEro Tells
now He Happened to Take several Drops
Too Much-how re Interested tho Judge.
From the Atlanta Constitution.
There was an unusual scene in the Recorders
Court the other day. A negro man was before
its bar on n charge Of drunkenness. Judge Cal.
houn, who has n wonderful memory in such
matters, recognized an old offender in tho
darky.
"Jake," said he, "this is the third time you've
been here this year"
The negro scratched his head and shifted HIS
hat from one hand to the other.
"Yasser, dnts SO; It sho' Is. But dem ar
yuthcr times is done gone by. an dish yer time
| we'll, sub, dish yer time Is bran new"
"well, you were drunk each time" remarked
the Judge, frowning.
"Yasscr. | sho' wuz. I speck l had do same
oil wabble. but dc 'casion wuz bran new"
ITS always some excuse" said the Judge,
"but | want you to understand that I'm tired
Of seeing you here on u charge of drunkenness
no. don't want to hear your excuses. It's
drunk. drank, drunk, until even the stockadc is
tired OF you
around uneasiiy and lowering his voice, de
look like ter me dnt IT'S a mighty good one"
HIS de- a baby, Jedsc."
"Des a little baby, sub"
well, what has that got to do with it l"
asked the Judge, his manner showing no little
curiosity.
Hits at my house. sub. Yasser!, hits dnr
right now, an l bet you eff faint Sleep it's
a.hollcrin,n Uncertain as his position was the
The Judge regarded tho darby with a relcnt.
ing eye, playing with a slip OF paper on his desk.
well, what Of itr His judicial indignation
wei. sub, hit wuz dis away: De las time l
went out cr dish yer place, I say, ter myself
amt gwine fetch no more dram, Rasc ] done
foun' out dat faint mon Il half hour fun do
mout er dc bottle ter dc rock pile. made up
ny min on dat, an helt it dar ,twel las. night:
wuz a niger oman dar, hustlin' ,roun,.
Hello here what kinder doin's is disf, aiu't
sump'n blntin' un' dc kivver like u teeny nanny
goat. An dc Niger oman. she up an low.
'Yon got a baby. II you but know'd it.
well, sub, dey sorter tu'n down de counter
pin, an dar he wuz, dcs ~ natchul ez you please.
He wunk at me II time er two, an den h. gun
he wuz dc tust nm dc onlicst, but dat ar niger
oman. she DIES shove me 'roun' an say l better
go on bout my business"
Here the Judge took of his GLASSES and rubbed
them carefully, leaned his elbow on the Code,
and rested his head on his hand. There was al.
most a smile on his face as he asked:
And what did you do then. Jakcf g.
The. negro scratched his, head and laughed
shecpishly, We'll. sub. dar | wuz. a grown
had mighty quare tcClin's. want ter go in dar.
AN den | skcercd ter. I know'd / want ter do
say III des take one dram in commembunce or
de baby. Well. sub. | tuck it. an cf. you don't
know de res, de p~lceceman dar kin tel, you"
Tho Judge cleared his throat and tried to
frown. hut the frnwn was a failure.
Jake" he said, you can 90 this time. Your
excuse is not a good one, but ! think | know how
you felt, ] have a boy at my house-a fine one"
IL boun' Ills. suh," exclaimed Jake.
The finest on my side OF town: il Is admitted
by everybody. know what your temptations
were. resisted. and you didn't. Go and behave
yourself. Call the next easel