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Show THEY KICK FOR NOTHINC. JulKe Lauoy Hayi MelfhlHirliond Qnl are a MutHaiire. "I wish the judge of tho police court j had some such powers as a cadi," wearily remarked Judge Laney, a a batch of voluminously ornioricnl com-pluinants com-pluinants were shown the rear door as the easiest meatisto get out. "What sort of a cady?" Inquired Billy Mcl'urdy, looking anxiously at his red hat as 'though fearing judicial cscheatmcat. - "One of those fellows w ht d to order bastinadoing for unruly citizens. I think it would relieve tho court of pretty near half its business. "You see," the court continued, "every day and all through the day there Is a gang in here Just aching lo get somebody or the other arrested for the sake of a family row, If It were permitted, the entire tinm of the court would be taken up by listening to the niierulous complaint of somebody who has grievance and who insists on having somebody lsc arreited and possibly sent to the penitentiary peniten-tiary for life, liardlv does that somebody get away when the oilier clam breaks in at the other door with a tale of woo which makes Ilia original complainant a deep dyed pirate with heart the color of coal tar. "And so tho factions kept fighting. Somebody's eat trespasses nn neighbor's neigh-bor's back fence and indulges in a run-ccrt.The run-ccrt.The cat is shot and the police court is called upon to adjudicate a neighborhood neighbor-hood warfare. Scolding women send half Ibis sort of business to us; liys who have been spanked by the wrong who have been spanked uy tne wrong person all that sort of rubbish takes no our time, and would lake more did we permit it. Yes, yes; I wish there was n caliph or something of the sort, to call around here and whip some sense into people who row so much |