His Honor and Bijah.

Feilding Star, Volume IV, Issue 59, 20 October 1883, Page 3

His Honor and Bijah.

.* It was Mary O'Connor. *r-he was accused of being drunk and disorder! v, but she held up both hands and denied it in three styles of voices. " ' fficer, will you tell the solemn truth ?" asked Hie Honor. " I will I" *""■ Go ahead, then." " VV ell, sir, she wa6 reeling* drunk, and t*he wr*s throwing* rock* at a house wben [ arrested her. I have three witnesses, bfcrfi-les a bite ia the wrist aad these scratches on my nose.'' That's a plain case. Mary, it look. 8S if you were booked for thirty days/ " "It's a conspiracy to pet rid me, sir My husband wants to get me locked up so that he can go off fi-hii'g. It was my great mental anxiety, instead of whisky, sir." " But about the rocks ?" -''I was throwing at a dog, you r Honor," " I can Praell tbe critter in your breath even now, woman. Phew !" v It's bologna-sausage, sir 1 was just eating a bit to stay my stomach." " Ah! Well, it's the sain.- thing in the eyes of the law. You are sent up for thirty day.," "No. 1 iVever! I'll take poison !" She got into her pocket aad attempted to carry something to her tnoutb, but Bijah seized her. It transpired tbat she had nothing- but hre*-d crumbs in har pocket, and that nbe was trying" a game of bluff, but Bijat; saved her life all the same. — Detroit Free Press