They brought in a little Irish feller, and the
Judge sed: "Prisoner, what is your name?"
And the little Irish feller sed: "Judge, your
honor, my name is McGiness, Patrick
McGiness." And the Judge sed: "Mr.
McGiness, what is your occupation?" And
the little Irish feller sed: "Judge, your
honor, I am a sailor." The Judge sed:
"Mr. McGiness, you don't look to me as
though you ever saw a ship in all your life."
And the little Irish feller sed: "Wall
Judge, your honor, if I never saw a ship in
me life, do you think I cum over from Ireland
in a wagon?" The Judge sed: "Case
dismissed. Bring in the next prisoner."
Wall, the next prisoner what they brought
in had sort of an impediment in his talk, and
the way he stuttered jist beat all. The
Judge sed: "Prisoner, what is your name?"
And the prisoner sed: "Jd-Jd-J-J-Judge,
yr-yr-yo-yo-your h-h-h-hon-hon-honor, m-mm-my-my
n-n-na-na-name is-is-is----." The
Judge sed: "Never mind, that will do.
Officer, what is this prisoner charged with?"
And the officer sed: "Judge, your honor,
the way he talks sounds to me like he might
be charged with sody water." Gosh, I got to laffin'
so I had to git right out of the cort house.
It sort of made me think of a law soot we
had down hum when Jim Lawson wuz Jestice
of the Peece.
Pages:
28
29
30
31
32
33
34
35
36
37
38
39
40
41
42
43
44
45
46
47
48
49
50
51
52