"Quad's odds"; . ch punishment as will be a solemn warn-ing to all other boys within two hundred miles of didnt mean to, you bet I didnt! sobbed the boy; went to throw like that—and it slipped like that—andboo-hoo-hoo the window! What an awful thing it is to see one so young chargedwith such a crime, continued the Court after a long yet I hardly want to sentence you to the gallows. Oh! mister! wailed the rat, drawingup his bare foot and rubbing his other legwith it, lemme off this time—this onetime—never throw another stun—never sass anybody—never—oh! lem-me off! I might pr
"Quad's odds"; . ch punishment as will be a solemn warn-ing to all other boys within two hundred miles of didnt mean to, you bet I didnt! sobbed the boy; went to throw like that—and it slipped like that—andboo-hoo-hoo the window! What an awful thing it is to see one so young chargedwith such a crime, continued the Court after a long yet I hardly want to sentence you to the gallows. Oh! mister! wailed the rat, drawingup his bare foot and rubbing his other legwith it, lemme off this time—this onetime—never throw another stun—never sass anybody—never—oh! lem-me off! I might probably do it, but if Ido I shall carry your name in mywallet, and the very first time I hearof your cutting up I shall send eightpolicemen to capture you. Be care-ful my son—be very circumspect inall your future actions, for you are^^ resting in the shadow of the gallows,v^s as it were. I will—I will—I wont even throwat a goat no more ! exclaimed the lad, and Bijah let himout of the side KINDER LOOKIN\ Do you answer to the name of C. Merrifield Scott ?inquired the Court as Bijah pushed out another. Yaas. lookin around. 3<31 He was a young man of four-and-twenty, and the dudson his back werent enough in bulk to make a good-sizedmop. His hair was down to his eyes, there was coal-dustand dirt all over him, and he moved around with slow andsolemn step. Well, sir, resumed the Court, you are charged withvagrancy. The warrant says you have no home, no occu-pation, and that you couldnt buy a lemon if they sold emat a cent a million. Straighten up, look me in the eye, andgive me your candid opinion about it. Thar haint no work, drawled the prisoner. Have you sought for work ?Yaas. Where ? Waal, Ive been kinder lookin all around town. And your efforts have not been crowned with the suc-cessfulness of success ? Naw. Mr. Scott, continued his Honor, as he fastened histeeth into an apple and drew a wholeside away at once, suppose that DanielBoone had kinder look
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