AT THE DETROIT COURT.

Kumara Times, Issue 566, 20 July 1878, Page 2

AT THE DETROIT COURT.

"I don't think I ever saw you here before," mused, the Court., as Samuel 0 rover walked out. "No, I guess not, for I arrived here from Mexico only yesterday." « Did, eh? Was Diaz well when.you left?" "He seemed to feel all right." " What jmrt of Mexico are you from, Mr Grover V " From—from —from —" " Don't he in a hurry, M r Grover. If you have forgotten the name of the town I'll wait till it occurs to you. It wasn't the town of Podtmk, was it?" " That's the town—that's the place," replied (he prisoner, his anxious look giving way to a smile of relief. " Reading this city from the town of Podunk, Mexico, after lerving President Diaz in the b.sst of health, you tried to put a man out of his own corner yroe-ry, and was arr-wted while throwing brick-* at a hot-carrier. That's about it, isn't it, Mr Grover t" Tk& prisoner made no reply, and after a long silence tn suddenly asked:—. "Judge, wouldn't, it be better to own up that I live on Twelfth-street, and that T got drunk because my wife wanted a divorcer' "I knew that all the tim>, Mr Grover, but if you prefer to hail from Mexico, Why, I can't help mvself." -'Weil, I'll tell the truth, your llon.ur. I'm having he ips of tr >uble with my wife, and I. don't care a cnt what becomes of m*.'? ." It's him that's made all the trouble [".screamed a female voice from near the door. " Let urn get through this crowd and tell the judge what a vagabond, villain, liar, and mean man than fellow is." " Say three months, judge !" whispered the prisoner, heading for the corridor. " Three it is !" When the woman reached the bar her husband was seated on the bade of a chair in the corrido;, picking his teeth with a silver tooth pick, and as he caught his wife's eye he said softly : " Plenty to eat and the tenderest treatment for three long months to come ! " —Free Press.