The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1906-11-12

He made another rush for the door
and the scuiHe Threatened to become
general. when policeman elbowed
bis way through the crowd and Selling
Eddie Casey and Mr. Bugle by their
collars demanded
Now then, what's this here trou-
BILE? Can't you people be decent and
behave yourselves? You're up TO more
devilmeut than the whole ward put to-
gether'
Whereupon he hauled the two away
20 the station where they were put
under bond to appear before the mag
istrate in the morning, for a settle
ment.
The result may be gathered from
the account given by Toozy to the
Corinthians at her wedding supper
which took place according to sched-
uie the following evening.
rs he dead sure enough. Toozy
Ann?' asked one of the guests.
Sure he was when he walked out
O. the court answered Toozy. 1--WE
was all mp there together. an when
the judge come I'm everybody stood up
an he orders them to bring out the
criminals for trial"
Finally me ord man, me first hus
band I would say, stood up and says
he's defrauded out of his property an
his only wife. An the lawyer of the
1oort asks him where he was for seven
year an better and does he know he's
dead accordin' to law"
4 were just seekln' my fortune
says he, beyond the seas. he says,
an l see no signs of me disease, he
says.
Then they asks Father Peter is he
dead or no, an Father Peter says to
the best II his knowledge an belief an
accordin' to the coort he's dead an
buried.
with that me old man, that is me
first one, wants to know is he dead
for certain; an they tells him he is,
sure enough.
so he says. How can ye arrest a
corpse? Where's the coronerT says
he. He's the only one to dale with
the remains Of the departed, he says.
An how can ye touch me, even il !
do murder or arson or any other crime,
bein' dead?
When he said that the policeman
looked kind O. scarf an one o them
| whispers to another What is this
anyhow An the judge scratches his
/ little chin whisker an looks in a big
book; while the lawyers all whispers
together. ! felt kind o creepin' me
self to think maybe | was hanted, an
/ Father Peter he crossed himself, an
none os them could say word.
Then me old man. that is me first
venture. calls out to them, You're
lot o fools, anyhow
Contempt o. coorti' hollers the
Judge
at aln'tr shouts me old man. How
/ can dead one make ye more con
/ temptlble than ye are already? Look
in yer big book ag'in an answer me
that. he says. III I'm dead I'm dead.
an no one can be executed for the
same crime twict.'
Upon me word I felt proud Of his
! law eddication before all them smart
/ lawyers, for he put awful hard pro
posals to them altogether. Then he
turns to Eddie Casey settin' there kind
o. scornful, that is me present hus
band, and says he, I wish ye Joy o.
me wildly, an when ye're married may
it be a wake over me mortal cadayer
whatever he meant by that l don't
know, but it sounded bad-'an' drink
a glass to the health o. the dead an
gone, he says. An with that he
walks out o. coort. an no one dast
4 stop him nor say word II was like
thoy was all--whats the word again?"
Drunk" suggested one Of the com
pany
mo, not drunk Par-pary-"
"Paralyzed."
Yes that's IT, An the Judge told
Father Peter be could marry us ac-
cordin 10 law an no harm done. So
me an Eddie Casey got married any.
how"
Here's long life TO tho coipsel'
cried Eddie Casey raising his glass of
steaming punch.
And AN Joined in the toGnt
] Copyright, 1906 by Daily Story Pub. COZ