THEY REMEMBERED HIM.

Kumara Times, Issue 518, 25 May 1878, Page 2

THEY REMEMBERED HIM.

“Ah well do I remember,” sighed the Court, as the next man passed out, “ when you were a constable in the third ward, wore a rel vet coat, carried a cane, and was looked upon as a high jinx, hoop In, ,ti[Mop sort of a man. Men respected you, the boys feared y»u, aud you could have got trusted for a small amount at any grocery iu town. Those days have fled. The sparkling diamond’ of the past has be* come an ojd joint of atove-pipe, thrown into the alley for cows to nibble at and wonder which end the grass grows on. It makes me sad to remember what you were, and to now see what you are.” “ Yes, I used to' swell around a good deal,” mused the prisoner. “And uow you are on the shrink. Your eyes look like pieces of turnip glued to red velvet; your hair looks like flax gone to seed; your nose glistens like a greased apple ; you tremble all over, aud no boot-black would care to be seen in your company” “ JL’ts purty tuff 0 sighed the man, winking at Lis old red boats. “ Have you any ambition left T* asked the Court. “I guess so,” was the hesitating reply. “Do you think there is any chance for you to climb up again ?” I’d rather kinder walk around and lake comfort,” replied the prisoner, “So we go,” said his honour’, as he leaned back. “ When a man had as soon be the dishcloth as the dinnerplate, it is useless to try to wring him out- I'll have to send you up fur the winter.” “ Well, it’s kinder warm and nice up there,” observed the old relic, “ I spose they might give us more oysters than they do, but I'm purty well satisfied.”—Detroit Free Press-