Tho Judge walked inside the courthouse
and stooped down to tell tho woman of his de
termination.
A pair of blue eyes flashed at him in riotous
merriment, and a pair of pink fists struck at
him, and then tho child’s long lingers en
twined tin mselves in his long beard.
“Go’s oo?” chirruped the baby.
His honor pushed his captor back, very
gently, and looked at the sheriff.
“Slie’.t a peart gal,” remarked Jim.
Thu Judge bolted out of tho door, followed
by tho faithful officer.
“Jim, this is getting serious.”
“Looks like a tough old case,” volunteered
the sheriff.
“J. can’t lock that baby up in our dirty old
jail, and I won’t.”
“flow will you fix it, Jedge?” asked the
other. “Under the law we can’t bid for tho
prisoner.”
“I know what I’ll do said the Judge—l say,
Bob, come hero!” ho shouted to a man on the
other side of the street.
Bob crossed over very reluctantly. Ho was
a tenant on a small farm belonging to tho
Judge, and he was licbind with his rent.
He expected to jio dunned, but he was mis
taken.
In a word the situation was explained to
him.
“But I can’t bfd,” lie objected, “I ain’t
able.”
“I>—n it, man!” shouted the Judge, “offer a
dollar.”
“But I can’t pay that— I owe you fifty dol
lars now.”
“Confound you!” roared tlie Judge. "Ito as
I tell you, and you shall have you own time
about paying the back rent.”
“All right,” replied the fellow slowly, “but
Sally Black cannot work, and I cannot afford
to feed her.”
"See here, Bob,” growled tho Judge, with
a determined look, “you just nut this woman
and her baby in tho little cabin on the hill.
