CARY OF CARSON.

Dunstan Times, Issue 1038, 10 March 1882, Page 3

CARY OF CARSON.

The following poem, by Charles fl. Poland, in tho New York World, was suggested by a police court item that appeared in tho Carson Appeal some time ago : The night mist dim and darkling, As o’er the roads we pass, Lies in tho morning sparking As dew-drops on the grass. E'en so the deeds of darkness, Which comes likes midnight dews, Appear as sparkling items Next morning in the nows. Away in Carson city, Par-in the silver land. There lives one Justice Cary, A man of head and hand ; Ami as upon Ids table The judge a smoking sat. There rowdied in a rougher Who wore a gallows hat. Ho looked upon the justice But justice does not budge, Until the other warbled, “ Say don’t you know me. judge?” ” I think,” said Cary meekly, “Your face full well 1 know—--1 sent yon up for stealing A horse a year ago.” “ Ay, that is just the hair-nin I am, and that’s my line ; And heie is twenty dollars I’ve brought to pay im fine.” “ You owe no fine,” said Cary, “ Your punishment is o’er.” “ Not yot,” replied the rover, “ I’ve come to have some more.” “ Fust-race assault and battery I’m going to commit. And you’re tho mournful victim That I intend to hit, And give you sob a scrapin’ As never was, nohow ; And so, to save the lawin’ I guess I’ll settle now.” Up rose’the Court, in splendour- “ Young man, your start is fair, Sail in my son, sail over, Ami we’ll call it square I Go in upon your chances— Perhaps you may not miss ; I like to see young heroes Amhitionin’ like this ” The young one at the older Wont in with all his heft, And, like a flying boulder, A t once let out h-s left. The Court in haste ducked under It’s head uncommonjspry, Then lifted the intruder With a puncher in the eye. A regular right-hander: And, like a cannon-ball, The young man, when percussioned, Went over on the wall. In just about a second, 'The Court, with all it’s vim, Like squash vines o’er a meadow Went climbing over him. Yea, ns the pumpkin clambers Above an Indian grave, Or as the Mississipp I Hinders with its wave, And merrily slops over A town in happy sport, E’en so that man was clambered All over by the Court. And in about a minute That party was so raw, He would have seemed a stranger ! Unto Ids dearest squaw ; Till he was soft and tender. This morsel once so tough, And tin n. in sad surren ler, He moaned aloud, ‘■Enough.” He rose, an<l justice Cary Said to him ore he went, “ I do not think the lighting You did was worth a cent. I charge for time two dollars, As lawyers should, ’tis plain ; The balance of the twenty I give you l ack again “ I like to be obligin' To f-lks with all my powers, So when yon next lightiu’ Oou’t come, in office hours ; I only make my charges For what’s in legal time Drop in. my son, this evenin’ And I’ll not charge a dime.” The young man took the guerdon, As he had ta'en the scars, And took himself away ward To the ’Ginia City cars. ’Tis glorious when heroes Go to right their wrongs ; But if you’re, only hair-pins, t>li, then beware of tongs.

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