Clearwater Republican. [volume] (Orofino, Idaho) 1912-1922, 1921-06-10

Mr.. Faxon fairly choked with in
dignation. /
II brought ii in from the alley
Mrs. Faxon declared vehemently, "and
fed it, and it wouldn't go back, and
we left it here while we went to the
theater."
He checked Mr.. Faxon's further pro-
tests by peremptory command to
accompany him 10 the countys board |
ing-house where the windows are
barred and the simple life is oh.
served.
1t was 3 Il. N. when he finally
reached home. Mrs. Faxon had not
yet gone to bed. She was pale and
disheveed, and she threw herself into
her husbands arms and wept for
sheer relief and joy Il, his safe re-
turn.
Il Thought they h-had you
LOCKED up in q horrid Cell" she
sobbed.
Not on your life," scoffed Mr. Fax
on. I'm out on bond" he explained.
I've got to appear in court al nine
in the morning." he explained.
Merely because he believed it 10 he
the expected thing. and not because
he considered 1t in any degree neces-
sary. Mr.. Faxon engaged lawyer for
his defense.
There was not much testimony Of
fered by either side, but to such as
there was he gave the closest atten-
ton.
"In my Judgment" said the judge,
"the evidence is insufficient for convic-
| ton. But-complaint has been made
| to this court concerning recent judg-
ment of the court in similar case
He smiled pleasantly at Mr.. Faxon,
who nudged his counsers elbow.
Il say" he whispered, who is he,
anyway"
Judge Sinclair" returned the
lawyer in surprise. Didn't you
know"
But" protested Mr.. Faxon. "it
says Judge Benton on the door,
"Oh, yes; they traded court rooms.
/ you know, and the names haven't been
changed
"And So" concluded his honor
thirty days in the county Jail"
Mr. Faxon's lawyer leaped to his
feet.
what" he shouted.
Five dollars for contempt OF
court" said the judge imperturbably.
II beg your honor's pardon, said
the attorney, but did your honor
mean thirty days or thirty doliarsi'
,i,tx rod
inexorably. Next; Ferguson vs.. Nc
Pherson."
Mr.. Faxon pulled at his counsels
sleeve.
IT'S all right" he whispered weak
ly. II understand"
The lawyer gazed at him in blank
surprise. He thought they were all
going mad together
1t was a meek and crestfallen pris'
J oner whom the jailer received that
morning.
He lunched on thin bean soup and
thick slices of bread.
That night the governor and Judg.
Sinclair dined together. They had
been friends and cronies for years
So 1t was no surprise to his excellency
the governor, when his honor thu
Judge, asked favor.
II want pardon" he said, "for {
man sent to jail this morning"
For a man you sent to Jail thl'
morning?" echoed the governor
"Great Scott! Man, hadn't you bette
change your mind the next time be
fore you send him?"
The Judge laughed and told TIL
story. The, governor laughed ant
, dispatched the pardon by special mes
senger. SO that Mr.. Faxon was en-
:, later than usual.
!. Mrs. FaxOn was not in. In tn
i, kitchen were the customary pie-ap
ple-and the saucepan on nondescrip
stew.
MIR. Faxon looked at them long an
earnestly Then he consigned then
= both to the garbage-can.
After which he sat down to avail
the return Of the mistress of tn
household.
Mr.. Faxon stood quite two inchc
g taller than usual. and related quiet
and dispassonately, but truthful!
IL the narrowing experiences of the da!
claudia" said he, In conclusiO
r and with an air Of finality, Il thin
le we hare had enough of clubs"
II IL think SO, too" said Mr.
I'd FaxOn.
She looked ut the dust thick on III
r. furniture, at the Uttered fl0or-sl
had been sewing and had gone o,
IN. in n hurry-and her lip quivered.
g. IL guess" she said very 10,
"that reform ought to begin at HON
,e And, Henry, Pm SO ashamed; b,
there's pie for dinner and
n, WAS" softly corrected Mr.. FaxO
n ITS In the garbage-can now. Di
ner's waiting FOR us In the restaura
nj around the corner"
Re Mrs. Faxon lifted an April fac
nj She slipped her hand into her hu