Beadle's Dime Novels No. 310: Foghorn Phil — page 79: what you’re looking at

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NOT GUILTY—OH NO! 81 yesterday ; and the third is the attempted: murder of. your lawfaliy wedded wife. If we don’t produce evidence enough to hang you on these charges, you’ll be handed over to. the Government to be tried for some meanness at Washington City, on or about the fourteenth of April; five years ago.” By this time, terror was written upon every feature of Rhymm’s face. He knew something ofthe, stern, relentless character of these border courts.. He kuew. that, where the evidence was strong, punishment was swift. There. was no appealing the case te higher courts, save to the bar of God. But to conceal his emotions, he said: “Gentlemen, this is a contemptible mockery of: Shad. It js not Within the jurisprudence of such a self-appointed court of ignorant men, and scoundrels—’? ~“ Judge, I call the prisoner to order,” said Foie Phil. “ Order! order!” cried Judge Dick Trout, who had. been appointed judge in reality, and who, in his babloekliy ermine, assumed the responsibility with a seriousness and gravity of demeanor which told that he had the matter deeply at heart. ‘““Tf the prisoner has any thing to say, let him speak to the pint,” “Tam not guilty of one of the preferred Shakin and I defy you to bring a man that will swear that Il am,” said Rhymm, | | * Very well, Mr. Rhymm,” said the judge,“ we are now yeady for the trial, and will call a witness on the first charge ; Bilazy Bumble?” ‘ “ ‘ tlere, yer honor,” answered Bumble. « Step forward and be sworn.’ : Bumble advanced and was sworn. by the judge, who then said : out. Bumble, you'll now state what ye know about Roseoe | Rhymm being in league with our enemies,” “Wal, judge,” suid Bumble, “I war in the employ of the — - Milk Riverites as scout, and one day [ heard both these pris- overs make a bargain with Alf De Ramee to kidnap them gals. Then I hearn them make some ’rangement ’bout en- trappin’ all the Big Horn ‘Traders, and confiscatin’ their cargo, irade it to the Indians, take the proceeds and the gals, and _ slope to regions unknown. Captain Rhymm and Saptin conniclooolks.com