EXTRAORDINARY SCENE IN COURT

Temuka Leader, Issue 1124, 21 July 1883, Page 1

EXTRAORDINARY SCENE IN COURT

At the Liverpool assizes Eredric Scott, a negro, aged thirty, who was found guilty of snooting at another negro named Alfred Haimes. war brought np for sentence, His lordship said it was one of the worst cases of shooting with intent to murder that he had to deal with. There was not the slightest provocation. The Prisoner— l know better; he had a pistol in his pocket. The Judge— And you wont out and pawned your watch to buy a P’ t " 'The Prisoner 0 dainty t till LI- 11 him so before. I would light y u willi a pistol any time you bk The Judge-You fi e I at him as thmgh he vver- 1 a brute, oeast.

The IV'son'T —If you like to got a pistol. 1 won (1 fight yon. The J ndge—lt is to be considered that ymi iiu'a foreigner. — Tin; prison t-1 don’t belong- to your s „cicty at all I wil' just tell yon I’m as ijood amin as yon are. I want you to underst m I that, The Judge-Ila 1 you not been so, I should have pa s d upon you the sentence win oh n-or lawlessness The Prisoner-What do you mean by calling ns lawless? II s Lordship— Talcing into consideration thal pvuba' ly yon hive no 1 - been brought up under circnmstanees calculated" to teach you respect for the laws and your fellow creatures’ lives, and that you really knew but lit*le better, I have determhied not lo sentence you to more than fil'ten years pen-d servitude.

Flies and bugs, beetles, insects, roaches, ants, bed bugs, rats, mice, gophers, jawrabbits. cleared out by ‘Rough on Rats. 7-JL;|, Moses, Moss and Co, Sydney, General Agents

Ttlii AM JtSiNG dl cm. 'Mi’s up sti’rs changing hi: diess,' Slid the little girl. ‘ Oh, ymir mo her needn’t dress up for me,’ replied the female agent of the missionary society, taking ;i self satisfied view of herself in the mirror. ‘ Run un and tell her to come down just as she is in her every day clothes, and not to stand on ceremony.’

“Oil,but she hasn’t got on her everydav clothes. Ma was a’l dolled up in her new brow : silk, ’cause she expected Miss Dimond to-day. When m i saw yon coining she sahl— 1 Til > Dick" un ’ M i sai lif you saw her n her new dees; sh :’d hive to hear about the poor iieithoo, who don’t have silk, an 1 you’d ask money to buy hymn books to send ’em. Say, do the nigger ladies use hymn book’s leaves to do their hair up on ami m dee it frizzy % Ma says she guesses that’s all the good the books do ’em, if they ever get any bonks. I wish my doll was a heathen.” 1 Why, yon wicked little girl ; what do you want cf a heathen doll V inquired the missionary lady.

‘So that folks would sand her lots of nic; things to wear,an:! feel sorry to have her going about naked. Then she’d have hair to frizz ; and I want a doll with curly hair and eyes that roll up. I ain’t a wicked girl, either, ’cause Uncle Dick—you know Uncle Dick, he swears awful and smokes in the house—he says I’m a holy terror, and he hopes I’ll be an angel s ion, Mali he down in a minute, so you needn’t take your cloak off. She said she’d box my cars if I asked yon to. Ma’s putting ou that old dress she had last year, ’cause she said she didn’t want you to think she was able to give much this lime, and she needed a muff worse than the queen of the Cnuoa bill Islands needed religion. Uncle Dick said you onghter go to the islands, ’cause you’d be safer there, and the natives’d be sorry there was such sinners ; any body would send you to ’em. He says lie never seen a heathen hungry enough to oat you, ’less it was a blind one, an’ you’d s-t a blind pagan’s teeth on edge si he’d never hanker after any more mission iry. U icle Dick’s awful funny,’ ‘Your Uncle Richard is a bad. depraved wretch, and ought to have remained where his style is appreciated. He sets a horrid example.’

1 Oh, I think he’s nice. He showed me howto slide down) the bannisters, and he’s teaching me to whistle when ma aiu’ round. That’s a pretty cloak you’ve got, ain’t it ! Do you buy all your good clothes with missionary money ! Ma says you do.’

Just then the little girl’s ma came into the parlor and kissed the missionary luly on the cheek and said she was delighted to see her, and they proceeded to have a real sociable chat The litMe girl’s ma can’t understand why a person who professes to bo so charitable as the missionary agent does, should go right over to Miss Dimond’a and say such illnatured things as she did. and she thinks the missionary is a double-faced gossip. —Exchange.