A COBBLER'S COMPLAINT.

Daily Telegraph (Napier), Issue 3094, 28 May 1881, Page 4

A COBBLER'S COMPLAINT.

"Dot's de man—de werry man!" exclaimed the witness, as Charles Games was walking out. " Well, you can tell your story." " So, I shall. I vhas porn in Shermany, und " " Never mind where you were born. Give us the fact in this case." " Vhell, I haf been in Detroit more as twenty y'ar, und 1 always minds mine own peesness, I keeps some shoe shop Brush street on, und dis man cooms in my place. He vhas more as half trunk, und he yells oudt, ' What you s-o-i-y ?' I don't haf saidt a vord." "Well?" " Vhell, he tries to ombrace me mit both arms, und he falls oafer a bench. I doan't make him fall oafer, und he shumps up und cracks mine head und shwears to kill me. He kicks me more as five times, und he scatters mine shop all oafer der floor. Ish dot right?'' " Prisoner, what have you got to say ?" " Only & few_ words, sir," replied Charles. ' I went into his shop as sober as I am now and asked him if he kept dog-collars." " Mine gracious!" exclaimed the witness. "Vhy, Shudge, oaf I vhas to be killed yesterday morning he doan' say dog-collar a shingle dime." " Yes, I did. I asked you for a dogcollar, and you said you hadn't any to fit me. After you had insulted me you threw me out of the shop and sprained my collarbone." The witness held up both hands. He opened his mouth. He rolled his eyes, but he couldn't speak. " I don't believe your story," observed the court to the prisoner. " You are a hard-looking pill, and the officer says you were drunk when arrested. I shall fine you five dollrrs."

" Haven't got but four dollars and ninetyfive cents," leered Charles.

" That's bad, and I shall make it sixty days. You look just like a chap who'll come back here in the Spring, and if you do I'll give you six months with the greatest pleasure. Fall back, if you please." He didn't seem to " please," but he fell back very suddenly after Bijah got the grand bounce on him.