The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1904-03-10
JOB BROWN, ]. P.

Holman Day in Pearson's Magazine.
When old Job Brown hung out his sign,
A justice of the peace, ye know! Wal we
We sort of nudged and snickered all round
town,
,Gause Brown
Wal. JOB. ye understand. though straight's
In deals an dickers an in ev'rything
Long business lines, want hardly our idee
~ what an up-tO-date J. 2. should be.
The boys, ricollick, they all dubbed in
An bought brindle bull CATS untanned
skin,
sewed on some squirrel tails, then, all
Went round to serenade our man O. law.
teller made a speech infOrmln' Job
Admtrin' friends had bought an ermine
robe.
| would chased the critters off the place,
But Job he only up and an trumped their
He thanked 'em in way that caught the
But added that he want in no way proud.
IAN ermine robe,' said he "quite like is
10 any justice good enough for you.
But hain't with the ermine, not by hat,
iii figger Pm plain law an bound in ca'f."
The smile he Civ them hectorin' fellers
then
He always had for all the tribe of men;
AND those who climbed his narrow Office
stair,
Felt that smile warm EN- through his Specs
steel bows,
Cooked at judicial angle on his nose.
wal, friends,' he'd say,
NO cure, no pay!'
An so we called him Doctor of the Laws.
NOW git together, friends he'd say,
The Justice of the Pieces just stepped out.
In Justice of the Peace, an if ye doubt
mat can mend your troubles slick as
grease,
Just try me Pm Justice of the Peace"
So Job set there an poofed his old T. D.
An kept his Office-his old dog an he.
Folks still poked fun at him little mite,
Beln' one book of statoot S, mejum thick,
ID. Webster's speeches an an almanick.
Yet you can lo'd jackass down with
books,
An there hain't nothin' to him but the
looks.
But as the years went by we found Job
Brown
Was giittn' pretty hefty in our town.
HIS nnIy "a go as mail, but judged by
His stock of common sense was strictly
freight,
Most fore we knew it, all our towns dis
putes,
Our rows an fuses, snarls an threatened
suits,
Or any case of property in doubt
Were bein', as the sayin' is, 'left OUT
An though he didn't wear no ermine robe,
lord chief justice couldn't beat our Job
In smoothin things an savn' us expense,
An pumpin' into us pure common sense.
He showed that a no WQNtS
Can git as much as he can settle for;
That suits can run an run, an run an run
So longs client pays to have his fun.
"Forgit your grudges fust,' says Job. ian
Jest git together, face to face, like men.
I'm dretful glad we've come to me to-day.
The Justice of the Pieces he's away.
I'm gon' to buy his bus an his lease,
An run the place as Justice of the Peace"
Of course there hain't much money made
like that,
An Jobs old wallet folded pretty fiat.
The pckin's that he got were kind O. slim,
But there was jest his old dog Gyp an him,
An he was techy bout too big a fee.
s'Ye mustn't ever bride a judge" said he.
His old brown cot got rustier ev'ry day,
But Job he never dunned man to pay.
His back growed bumped, he got a crooked
gait,
But to the end his soul kept true an
straight.
An when Death TOOK away his earthly
lease.
| We knowed he went to Justice an to Peace.
His gravestun's down there where that lot
is graSSed-
Two hunderd signed the paper that was
passed
An when the stun was bought, we took
the rest
An made d fund an use the interest
| To keep that grave of honest old Job
Brown
An everlastin' lesson to this town.
If we could write upon that gravestun's
face
A list of what he'd done to help this place,
We'd have roll of honor to his fame
But we should publish all our village
The shame that, thank the Lord, Job gent
An when twas boxed, shet down an
locked the lid.
There'd be list of heirs an all their fights
The sorrows and the heart-acheS over
rights;
Thered be the frowns, the snarls, the
SneerS an scOrn
Out of the leavin'S of our dead men born.
Thered be the threats an mut'trn's of
divorce,
An all the griefs that spring from Troubles
source.
Twas better that this calendar was crossed
With note, "By order of j. Brown mol
pressed
So on his stun this only will you see
But we know what it means-'J. BROWN,
P.