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"You must have had a hard time bringing them over to manslaughter," said the shyster who had bribed one of the jurors in a murder case to prevent a jury from bringing in a verdict of murder in the first degree. "But here's your money." "Hard time," replied the juror: "well, I should say so; eleven of them wanted to ac quit him, but I got them around to man slaughter finally." IN a Southern judicial circuit, a number of years ago, there was a learned and able judge on the bench who loved an occasional dram; and there was practising in his court an at torney who was fond of a very frequent toddy. On one occasion when a case was being tried before this judge, the toddydrinking lawyer, whom we will call Kink, re marked to the Court: "If your Honor pleases, I am not quite well, and would like for you to rest the case a few minutes while I go and get a dose of quinine." The machinery of justice was stopped, and the attorney hurried from the court-room to

a nearby saloon, where the judge felt sure he was going. L'pon his return, the case was resumed, and in the course of an hour or two the lawyer asked that he be permitted to go and take another dose of quinine. When the third demand was made that the wheels of justice be stopped, the judge, with a merry twinkle in his eyes, said: "All, right, Kink. The Court also feels the need of a little quinine just now, so we will adjourn for ten minutes, which is a sufficient length of time for one to take a dose of that kind of medicine." THE late Judge D. M. Key, postmaster gen eral under the Hayes administration, pre sided over Federal courts in Tennessee some thing like twenty years. He nearly always wore a smile, and was noted for leniency toward the moonshiners. He sentenced an East Tennessee moun taineer to imprisonment in jail for a year. The old fellow arose, looked at him in aston ishment, and said: "You look like a right clever old feller, jedge; now jes' lissen a minnit, an' let me splain this thing to ye." But when second or third offences were established, the judge felt compelled to be more severe. A man at Tullahoma was shown to have been operating an underground dis tillery for a longtime. And he had- "been up before." The judge fined him a thousand dollars, and sentenced him to imprisonment in the penitentiary at Columbus, Ohio. The prisoner's lawyers determined to move for a new trial. "'Tain't no use, gentlemen," he told them; "I'm guilty, and they'll prove it on me every time. But you jest let me make a little talk to the jedge."