The Birmingham age-herald., 1921-10-03

Not on yer life, judge. If I was to ask her amy questions she would be talkin' all day. But T. would like to say few words for meself. if it phase yer honor" Go as far as you like"
 And thus spoke Casey: Yer honor, about twinty years ago I knew ye whinlye was nothin'-"
 q see that you are still acquainted with me, Casey" "In thim days 1t was a great orator that ye was, but how ye have changed"
 "Time, Casey changes all things" Maybe wis, yer honor, but nothin' changes a man so much as a wife. Time ain't in 1t wid her" Talk on, CaseX.e talk on." "Reminiscences
 As ye sit there on yer high pinch, me memory goes back to the time that ye made thot famous spache in Syl Daly's saloon, in favor of Ross Smith whin he run fer mayor again Mel brennan. It was the greatest spache l iver heard. Ye had tn gang most weepin,' and atop of 1t all, Ross Smith follid wid talk in his own Rbehalf. An shure 1t was a most | convincin' appail. Thin Syl Daly, good ould Syl, the king of the Ninth ward, follied by i'm vitin' the gang ups to tn trough fer 1 drink. Thm was great days, judge, 1 fer an honest man could always git 1 his bit in thim election campaigns. an'I always got mine. I want to say i judge, that the spaches yer honor made, wid tn beer trun in, carried tn ward"
 You flatter me, Casey" A,,s f,,I haf are but few of us pioneers of thim good ould days lift. You remember the big four, yer honor, all your | frinds and mine. There was Jack 1 Greener. alderman an prince of the | bowery; Johnny Harrington. a broth | of bye and alderman frum tn Ninth ward; Jimmy Lynaugh reddy at all 1 times to help a frind and Tommy 1 Wheeler, livery bodys frind. alderman frum tn First ward. Thim was tn
 rulers in thim days, an they led nanny lively political scrap an gin l erally won out. Syl Daly owned tn First ward, poor ould Syl is dead, ! Gawd rist his soul, an I remember row was lavin' his ward widout it's
 leder. But thim days has passed, niver to return. Judge, may I ask yez question:" 1 AS many as you like" "Aire ye married?" | T am, Casey"
 | Fer how long ha' ye bin mar 1 ried?"
 Mine years"
 l 'Is year wife still svin' wid yer?" | "She. certainly is.' "Thin she must be a wonderful
 woman. Now. judge, l want ye t
 let me go. I am an ould man and would like to pass tn balance of
 me days in pace"
 Case Transferred Tt seems to me, Casey, that this is matter for the juvenile court to handle. Judge Murphy takes up cases ] of domestic relations, and handles them sympathetically and with rare judgment"
 At the mention of the name Mur-
 phy, Casey's face frightened up per- ceptibly, and he said: "Begorra, judge, ye have hit tn
 nail on the head. I am willing to
 trust amy man wid a name like ! thot..
 T am sure that Judge Murphy will be able to adjust matters if you are willing to take another chance"
 "I have bin takin' nothin' but chances all me life. It is the only thing l iver took" -
 All right. Casey. I will refer this
 case to Judge Murphy. Sheriff, di-
 rect your old friend and mine to the juvenile court"
 As Casey was leaving the court he turned and said: It's a foine man ye are, judge; good luck to ye, an may the devil fly away wid your enimies.'
 same to you. Casey" replied the | judge.