The Washington herald., 1917-11-03
GOOD MORNING
JUDGE
Drat Those HeaGvaiter..
BY RUDOLPH PERKINS.

'Jedge, nah boss wouldn't pay me
wot he owed me. So All swiped those
/ spoons and forks to get even. But
I If All hadn't got into a fight wild
anuddsr niger. dey would hab neber
llnowed it."
Lawrence Hatton worked in a no.
tel. He had an argument with the
head waiter. And the other fellow
inherent right to do as he plea sed
Lawrence got fired. He was told
to come around later for his pay
J That didn't suit him.
| He swiped some siIverware He
| went on down the Avenue and some
/ OF his former friends got into an
argument with him. Policeman Roam
arrested Lawrence as the antagonist
and searched him.
! The court said that swiping silver.
ware was not the proper way tc
settle a debt. And Lawrence went
down for so days.
Such Extravaganza.
| 'Jedge.' All axed dat man not to
| shoot craps in nah house He said
! he'd do jes' as he d pleased. Der
: he up wild a two-gallon bottle and
bruk nah arm"
Ben Butler had been roomin at
Jennie Handy's house. 1t seems that
| each had lost all taste for the other.
Hence the peeved feeling of Jen-
ME about Ben's shooting craps.
Ben said another man hit at him,
and missed, striking Jennie and
breaking her forearm.
But there were no men there. Just
Ben and two of his lady friends,
starting a little game.
The two-gallon bottle had some
liquor in it. But Ben in his rage
did not care for the precious con-
tents. He was bent on hitting Jen-
ME
He almost drowned her. The car
pet was spoiled. The cat got drench-
ed. Then someone poked Ben in the
eye for wasting an already scarce
commodity.
The court gave Ben 60 days to think
it over. By that time Jennie's arm
will be well.
One Thrill After Another
One of the warmest poker games
ever played in the city took place
the other day under the watchfu
| eye Of Policeman Fletcher.
A bottle of whiskey was the stake
/ The players were in n constant state
| of perspiration and excitement,
Each man tried his level best tc
win the coveted prize-all of then
| had scorned the idea of playing fol-
money. They wanted something tina,
money couldn't buy.
So it was easy for the policeman tc
walk right in and look on without
| their knowing it. The boys were toe
absorbed in the game to have heard
! Gabriel blow his horn.
And when Fletcher grabbed Ton
Wormley. the man responsible 70,
the gaming table, the rest were sc
shocked that they dived head first
out of the window.
The court said that gambling fol
such high stakes has got to stop
Tom got 60 days straight sentence.
A Catfish Story.
The other day Mike Brown bought
big fish from n huckstcr. He had
his wife prepare it for his dinner the
next day.
The fish weighed about 10 pounds
Mike invited fellow workman or
the job with him to come and help
eat the fish. This was on Tuesday
night.
So at o'clock Mike and his friend
went home, all pri:ned for a big feed
on German carp.
All day long his little wife had
been on pins and needles.
a stray cat had yanked the fish of
the window sill, where it had been
placed to keep cool until wanted.
She had no money to buy another.
She had nothing to fix up in its
place. She was almost sick over the
said affair,
When Mike poked his head in the
door she was wiping her eyes with
ner apron. She knew what was com.
ing.
Mike looked on the stove. Then or
the window sill. Then on the table
And then one long black look a,
wifey.
His friend saw the predicament and
peat II. Mike took the coffee pot and
went after WHEY.
She had bruised head and he ha.
30 days.