Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1898-03-23

scented it as his own. Judge Graves in
quired if he could bring that other man
into court" He was answered some
what doubtfully. The old judge then
stated to Austin that he "must bring
that other man in, dead or alive"
A day or two afterward Austin drove
up with a cart to the judges office, and
entered, informing his honor that he
had his man.
Bring him in" said the judge
II can't said Austin; "he's dead"
He had followed the old judges in
structions to the letter. The other man
refused to accompany Austin to town,
and so Austin killed him.
Of course it created an immense sensa-
ton in the community and there was
talk of impeaching the Judge and of
hanging Austin. But nothing, after all,
was done about it and the matter was
allowed to drop.
L. II. 2. furnishes many bright stories
with a literary flavor to the Table Talk
of the Rochester Post Express. One of
the cleverest is that of a bookseller in
Brighton, England, of whom Il lady in
quired for one of Browning's works, and
the good man answered that he had given
up keeping Browning, and what was more
he had tried to read him and could make
nothing out of any of his poems I'm
deed" the lady answered, and then being
in search of another poet, she added:
But have you Praed?' eyes. indeed,
ma am, | have prayed over it, but still
| get no light"
While on duty the other night city
policeman saw a public house open at
midnight. Entering, he found the boni-
face and a shabby chap engaged in
rather warm discussion, and said: "NOw,
landlord, don't you know it's an hour
after closing time?'
Yes, officer, | know we'll enough" re-
piled mine host, adding, as he pointed to
the other man, I've only this fellow in,
and I've been trying for some time to
get rid of him, but he won't bulge for
me. [ wish you would see him out at
once"
Without more ado the policeman
grabbed the supposed intruder by the
roughly outside into the street, and stern
~ babe him clear off. Judge of the peel
er's feelings when the ill-used individual
angrily shouted: whey, tha' bloomin'
luny, avn a ceawnty court bailly i
charge O this pub, an neaw aw'm shut
eawtside! -Weekly Telegraph.
Strategic Movements. - First Boy
''See here! didn't / see you running down
street yesterday with Bill Bounce after
you, wantin' to lick your
Second Boy-"Y-e-s."
What did you run for?'
II was only running SO as to get
him away from home, so his mother
couldn't see him fightin': but by the time
he was out of sight Of his house we got
in sight of our house; and then, as my
mother would see me if / stopped to hit
him I went in. so as to be out O tempta-
ton. York Weekly.
After thirty years Of hobbling about the
world on clutches. Gen. Daniel &. Sickles
is about to petition the government he
fought for to give back TO him his leg.
He lost it in Bloody Angle" at Get
tysburg. 1t found its way by devious
ways into the Army museum at Washing
ton.
Blackened with the erosion of years,
stripped down to the bare and shattered
bones, it hangs Gu two brass rods, cheek
by jOWl with the articulated skeleton of
a Walrus.
Here every year the old general seeks
it out, gazing dumbly at it, with an unut-
terable longing to have it buried, as the
dead past which it represents is buried.
1T is my leg" the old hero argues,
"and it belongs to me now just as much
as it did when my battalion went into
action on the second day of Gettysburg"
majorgeneTal to blazon these facts to
the public, for, as a matter of fact. the
Army Medical museum at Washington
does not encourage amateur investigation
into either its records or its specimen
cases. The leg has no place of special
prominence. 1t is simply in the ''shot
fracture" case with a lot of others. and
only its size and character distinguish it,
But Gen. Sickles knows that it is his.
and, whether from sentiment or supersti-
ton, he wants it. He will, it is said. pc
titiOn Congress to restore the member. if
the museum authorities continue to hold
it against his will
The irritated father of a truant boy W.
filling up sundry holes in the back yaru
where the urchin had ''prospected'' for
angleworms a few hours before, when a
neighbor who happened to be leaning over
the fence remarked, with a praiseWorthy
effort to say something consoling:
well, your boy at any rate is a faith
full disciple of Izaak Walton
Him. exclaimed the father. stopping
to rest Il moment and leaning dismally on
the hoe handle. He aint disciple of no
body. All he's good fur on earth is to set
on some log all day and fsh"'-Youth's
Companion.
Zone day during last October said a
representative from one of the Southern
states to a Washington Star reporter, Il
had occasion to get out into the noun
tains from one of the interior county
seats where | had some law business
My mission was to secure a deposition
from the wife of a mountain farmer, and
when the work was done | was asked to
remain to dinner. It was not entirely to
my liking, for | knew what that kind of
a dinner meant. but [ could not decline
the invitation. It was a very homely af-
fair, indeed, corn bread and bacon be-
ing the leading viands. At my right sat
a boy of IS, who was rather a foxy
youngster, though he had never been be-
yond the limits Of the county. He was
quite inquisitive after h. had made a
start, and during the course Of his inQui-
ries became personal.
L reckon you're useter better'n you git
here in the mOuntains?' he said with
nod toward the spread before us.
'Oh. | don't know | married. If is