TOO HATTY

Waipawa Mail, Volume VIII, Issue 781, 26 May 1885, Page 4

TOO HATTY

“Morning, Judge glorious morning !” salutes William Rockford as he slid out of the corridor. Tho court looked at him with a twenty-two degree-below-zero expression, but the prisoner smiled blandly and cont in nod : “Splendid city you have—nice people, jolly officials —bully fellows around.” The court tried to freeze his blood by another look, but it was no use. “ Worry to appear here tin’s morning,” continued the young man ; “ but 1 can easily explain. I was to happy.” “ What do you mean ?’ “ 1 won twelve dollars at dice, and, as 1 went home, I was kicking up my heels and shouting for joy. OHicer thought 1 was drunk, you see.” “Oflicer, how drunk was he?” “ Too drunk to climb a snow drift, sir.” “ J was a bit giddy with my good luck, your Honour; but if you let me off, 1. promise not to feel happy for tho next ten years.” “ We can’t have any such foolish carryings on,” replied tho court. “ When a man mixes snow-drifts, dice, whiskey, and happiness together, it’s going too far. 1 shall send you up for thirty days.” “ That’s tho worst mix of all, your Honour.” growled tho prisoner: and in passing to the corridor he managed to kick Bijah on the shin and upset two newsboys to prove how happy he was.