The Chemawa American (Chemawa, Or.) 19??-current, December 01, 1915, Page 15, Image 17

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THE CHEMAWA AMERICAN
on his usual dead run. Up to the "hotel" door clat
tered the stage. There, suddenly, as it stopped, one
of the four horses fell dead.
"Kinder sudden, that, Pete," said a bystander. :
"Nuthin' sudden about it," said Pete. "That j
hoss died at the top of the hill, 10 miles back; but I j
wasn't goin' to let him down until I got to the regu- :
lar stopping place." . .
BREAKING IT GENTLY !
Behind a warehouse in Memphis a crap game was
in progress. A large, dark-brown gamester suddenly
snatched up a pair of dice which had been introduced
into the game by a saddle-colored stranger from up
the river. He took one look at the suspicious cubes t
and turned to a friend.
"Slewfoot," he inquired softly as he reached for his :
hip pocket, "whut is de day of de month?"
"De twelth of June," said Slewfoot.
"Well, you bears d at date in yo, mind,". said the :
first speaker. "Because w'en de twelth of June comes
round agin, dis here yeller nigger will adone been j
daid jes' perzactly one year."
MOVED AND SECONDED 1
Paul Armstrong says a lawyer acquaintance of his, :
who lives in Seattle, was retained to defend a darky
accused of absconding with the funds of a colored de-
bating society. The outlook for the defendant was :
rather black.
At the trial the attorney for the defense arose, as
soon as the charge had been read, and said: I
"Your Honor, I move that this indictment be j
dismissed " j
Before he could proceed further his client was on j
his feet, too, addressing the Bench without a trace of
embarrassment.
"Your Honah," said the defendant briskly, "I
seconds dat motion."