Arizona republican., 1913-10-13

our report of "an amusing scene at court" as follows.
 At Justice Walker's court. a large, squat bull-headed saloonkeeper rose and leaning across the bar of the court whispered confidentially to the judge
 Say, judge, I want to shut down or kid that's skinning me"
 "A kid, slIinning you? impossible" |" said bis honor.
 He's a young rooster" the appli- cant went on," what dishes out the booze in my drum"
 His honor looked perplexed. "Oh, it's poultry you're complaining about" he remarked. T thought you said a kid just now. We'll what of the rOoster?'
 The applicant took good look at his honor and fumbled his hat lining nervously. Then he began again with an air submissive but rcproachful:
 Say. jedge, don't you play me- I'm giving it to you straight; honor bright. I feel dead sore over the tihng and want the young terrier hauled before you"
 The judge dropped his eye glasses hopelessly. Look here, my friend" he blurted out. eff you come here to complain about a whole menegarie say so, but this parade of flesh and fowl is distracting. Let us under stand each other-kid, rooster, or dog is your trouble with one or alI?"
 The applicant looked at him hope lessly then said: "Jedge. this looks like a dead open and shut You cont seem to tumble to me at all. Here's the scheme. There's a jigger behind my bar that's crooked, and l want him taken in. See?'
 'Oh! So you have a saloon and it is with the person who Jiispenses tke beverages that you have trou- ble with?"
 That's the racket. jedge" and the applicant stamped with delight you've got it dead to rights You see l sets this bloke in my she Lang a selling along the old stuff and everything goes hunky-dory till l see the COdger sporting a supper and togged out to the queens taste. Well, I'm pretty fly. I am. and I dropped to the caper. So I spotted the fellow and today I caught him working the damper."
 "oI hlIlS tIle udHlpef asked his honor,
 Yes. corralling the poodle" an- sWered the saIoonkccper
 "Corralling the-my friend. for heavens sake be explicit" said his honor. What do you mean?"
 The applicant turned the quid in his mouth over and over again. despondently. but made no reply At last he blurted out in despair: Hang it. jedge, it's clear enough. hc was tapping the till"
 Tapping the till?' and his honor paused to reflect. Then his face frightened up. An. I see" he said. he was appropriating the receipts to his own use in the proprietor,s absence"
 That's the talk roared the ap- r!icant. "Appropriating the re- ceipts is the go. You've got it down fine. jedge- That's what the codger my receipts, so came around to see if you wouldn't give him the collar and make him produce. He's d bad lot, he is, and you ought to give him the stretch"
 What. would you be so barbarous as to have me hang the man?"
 Who's talking of hanging" asked the other What I said is that he ought to get nip"
 Get a niD?'
 Yes, go uD the river"
 T see, see" groaned the jus tice.' Go to Sing Sing My friend VIC will try to accommodate you. But this conversation is trying to my nerves and a man of my con sttution. Go, bring your prisoner and try bringing along little of the verna cular." The applicant ohWed his head sullenly remarking: You may be right. jedge, and you nay be wrong. but it does seem rough on citizen and taxpayer if Be cannot get justice unless he's swallowed a large dictionary and crammed down jawbreakers fit to bust him. So long. jedge" and he stalked out gloOmily in quest of his man.