THOSE AUBURN CURLS.

Waikato Times, Volume X, Issue 739, 13 March 1877, Page 5 (Supplement)

THOSE AUBURN CURLS.

•Maty / WiF6fie^wit!i» > thl^ -aubdrn hair wrapped op m tissue paper, and the woman was there W-hp^gaJ^jl fhem/mt. ' What sort of a row was this !' asked the Court. v •it wasn't no row a taU, sir ;' repH(>M Mary's father. 'It was what I call a murde?* • ona affray.' ■ ' Never heard of such a case, bub go on.' Vii " • Well, sir, this abjexb wretch heer who is under arrest, was passing my house yesterday, and Mary was a weeding m fche garden. The villanous object of misery called out to know if Marjrjgfould ' sell her .red hair,, and Mary ran to t^^'ince, and -r' Swords ensued, and sotne <jV^afe ett <A, and some violence ensued.' - 1 ' Did you ensue too ? asked the Court. • I did not, sir. I was liks one paroxized and could a't move. This woman here— this hypocritical brigand, pulled this hair from my daughter's head. Facts speak for themBelves and these are facts. ' « Those are hairs, but ii's all the same. I guess both are to blame, and I'll let both go. The charge is silly, and you shouldn't be so quick to oarry trifling caseß to Court. Don't have any more trouble. Mary can use this hair for a Bwitch. Mrs Kennedy had better look oub, and you, old man, look well that you are not paroxized a second time. Go out -Court; is adjourned.' 'BTJAH BEFORE HIS HONOR. With his loog, red nose resting on the cold iron bara of the corridor door, James Whitcomb gazed on the preparations making to op -*n Court. He did more — fye'sanga song. This waß the strain : ' Wh s that bald-headed man over there ? And where is his Honor this morn ? I want a prompt trial, but fair, For I'm going away to cub corn.' ' Esther musical voice,' said the Oourt, as he signed the warrant. 'Looks like a bad man, but yet he may have a good heart ia him. If he will wait ju3t one minute I'll put him through the progress.' The prisoner was impatient, and his nose was growing cold. Waiting ten seconds, ha shouted : ' You man up behind the desk !' •Never mind me,' answered the Court. ' Oh-h-h ! Let ma get my hands on you 1' hoarsely gasped the m»ti, shaking the door. When he was brought out to be tried he wilted right down m aaacoud, realizing that he was a gone traveller. . •Is ifc for thirty or sixty daya?' he asked. Sixty,' replied the Court. And fcrus's. all the trial fchero was over that cuso. • AN ACCOMO D ATING M AN. Ju3t before nooa yesterday some carpenters who were repairing a building on Jefferson avenue called upon a pedestrian to help hoist; a long pole, which was to form a scaffold support. When it was up he was asked to steady the pole, and unknown to him it vras made fa9^ at the top with a rope. The c«v pouters wunt oat of the other side of the building, going to dinner, 'mid said nothing to the accomodatiiig man iv front. He thought they were a good while gettiug ready, bat he kept his br.ice against tUd pole tor a long half-hour, fearing each moment that it would overpower him ami fall across the street. At long.ha boy came along, saw how things wore, and aried out: .'You c*n'G steal that pole unless you untie the rope at the top.' The accomodating man stepped back, realised his posi ion, and the way be kicked a bunch of shingles to pieces forced the boy to exclaim : 'Well, now, I've seen a good many men getnnd, but I naver saw a mad maud teeth hang out as his do.'