Oi think he must be charged with soda
wather."
In one of the Brooklyn courts a recent case required the testimony of
a young German immigrant.
"Now, Britzmann," said the lawyer for the plaintiff, "what do you do?"
"Ah vos pretty vell," replied the witness.
"I am not inquiring as to your health. I want to know what you do."
"Vork!"
"Where do you work?" continued the counsel.
"In a vactory."
"What kind of a factory?"
"It vos bretty big vactory?"
"Your honor," said the lawyer, turning to the judge, "if this goes on
we'll need an interpreter." Then he turned to the witness again.
"Now, Britzmann, what do you make in the factory?" he asked.
"You vant to know vot I make in der vactory?"
"Exactly! Tell us what you make."
"Eight dollars a veek."
Then the interpreter got a chance to earn his daily bread.
"Uncle Joe Cannon was asked today what he thought of the outlook for
the Republican party in 1916, and he answered with a story.
"A black man was arrested for horse-stealing while I was
prosecuting-attorney in Vermilion county," he said, "and was placed
on trial after being duly indicted. When his day in court came he
was taken before the judge and I solemnly read the charge in the
indictment to him.
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