Weekly journal-miner., 1909-09-08

 was that pulled off yesterday after noon before Judge MeLane, in winch Colonel E. A. Rogers was the com plaining witness and Mrs. Eva Me
 Donald the defendant. The case grew out of the ejeeting of the won- an from the editors home, and coiE- cident with the departure of the haired tenant, a small sized Texas "norther" seems to have hit the in terior of the rooms occupied by the defendant with a few chasers thrown in to make the demolition of the place complete, if the hurriean hap pened to overlook side bet.
 At any rate the owner and his eS- timable wife immediately after Mrs. Mcdonald left were all broken up, and in their cadence of sorrow this was intensified to the breaking off point when they beheld that Daven- port lounge that cost $35, and numer- ous other valuable articles of house. hold use shattered to 'smithereens suggesting to this journalist that in a few days hence he would be com pelled to take a hitch in his pants and live up to the doctrine of com mercial pursuits he is identified with so materially these days as a scribe and take to the trade eenters in "The Colonel Visits a Furniture Store"
 As MT. Rogers faced the wreekage and viewed the scene of demolition that his "happy home" was wont to claim for him, his strength of man hood was intensified all the more and throwing off his usual cloak of mag nanimity, he made. bee line for the shop of justice. He passed along so hurriedly that the Hassayamper gait he usually carried was lost sight of, by his former acquaintanees, and as he was seen to fit into the of flee of Judge MeLane, that fellow democrat paused and asked him his name, for the time being losing the identity of a fellow partisan. But after the colonel removed his head gear, the same being a brand new derby, and his familiar features were outlined in all or their natural make up, the jurist begged his pardon, say  ing, "COlonel, I didn't know you, as that stylish derby you are carrying around is such a revelation, and gives you such a changed appearance that it is like the transition of a June bug to a butterfly. We'll, what s up, anyway2"
 This steamed up the legal grist mill to grinding, and the trouble was started by the calling of MT. Pruitt to the stand. He told a plain and convincing story, detailing all the lit- tie particulars that practically amount to nothing, but to the ear of the paid lawyer they take up plenty of time and sometimes they confuse jurymen who carry their ear too close to the boards. He told of the destruction and after he finished his wife was called forward. She is a demure lit tie lady, and was somewhat distressed, evidently not making it business to get into court or trouble, for that matter. Both MT. and Mrs. Pruitt rent from the Rodgers and to make things more economical in rent pay ments they sub-rent, and that is where Mrs. Mcdonald got into the Rogers home.
 Mrs. Pruitt recited the tale of the destruction of property, and went into the minutest detail, carrying the inn pression with the spectators present a story that was convincing and m favor of the plaintiffs.
 "That's an," exclaimed Attorney 0 Sullivan, representing Rogers and the territory, and as she was about to step down, Attorney Talbott, for Mrs. Mcdonald, called her back to make the usual cross to see if anything was left in the wrecked room. He pro- ceeded at a lively rate, and then the little lbaek eyes that generally denote something, commenced to loo ' daggers' as they call it. MT. Tal- bolt trained his years of experience against the little woman in UIaek, and after he had loaded up his gattling gun, and began to sprinkle the legal at rather a lively rate, so lid Mrs. Pruitt get into the fray, and from that moment there was some hing doing. As fast as MT. Talbott you'd load up 50 would the little woman retaliate, and after a few