Judge — March 27, 1920 — page 21: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

A Compromise ftaire ne ceut pas de chien. F urait pas moyen de tuer le proprié “The landlord doesn’t allow dogs. “Couldn't we have the landlord killed, so tha A Melancholy Aide—The Crown lad provided an illiterate prisoner, who was in the dock for murder, with a young counsel who made a most touching ap- peal on behalf of his poor, helpless client The young barrister’s speech to the jury was so pathetic that when he sat down the jury were shedding tears, and ladies were weeping all over the court. When counsel resumed his seat, the prisoner turned to the warder with the query: “Who's that bloke that has been talking?” “That's your counsel. pleading for your life.” “Ain’t he a dismal cove?” prisoner.—London Tit-Bits. He has been said the Yes, Why?—“A word to the wise is sufficient,” quoted the Sage. “Then why does a lawyer talk to « jury for two Fool.—Cincinnati Going Light—“ How many law books you want to carry tocourt, counsellor ? t over four. It’s only a Sio dog Louisville Courier-Journal, Over Their Heads—‘How did he acquit himself in court?” “Used such highbrow language that even the court interpreter was baffled.” —Vonkers Statesman. You must have yours killed 4 tuer le votre!” pour gue je puisse garder mon chien? could keep my dog? Free Advice—“Is there any way a man can avoid paying alimony?” asked the friend who was secking free ad- vice Sure,” replied the lawyer He can sty single or stay married." Detroit Free Press And Daddy Took the Hint — Miriam Field is not quite nine. Also, she is very polite; of that there can be no possible doubt. A favorite uncle is visiting the family and Miriam wishes him to spend all his time with her. Uncle Roger and Dad were discussing politics after dinner, a day or two ago, about the time Dad is in the habit of bringing in enough coal to last. for another twenty-four hours. Miriam hung around her uncle, tried to catch Dad’s eye, stood first on one foot then on the other, and at last at a lull in the conversation her voice was heard: “Daddy, don’t you have to bring in any coal today?”—Indiana polis News She Caught Him—"P« “Yes, my son.” “Are you busy just now?” “No, my boy. Why?” “Got time to answer me a question?” “Oh, I think so.” “Well, pop, how are lobsters caught?” “Oh, go ask vour mother. She ought to know!” Vonkers Statesman, Forgiving a Purple Insult “What are you “Well, she gave me that awful “Why' not let bye 2 bygones." Lo giving Eileen for a wedding present?” e plush settee.” comicbooks.com