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Show HE WAS VERY DEAF, BUT HE FORGOT John B. King was deaf very deaf. He could scarcely hear the words of the clerk as he 'droned over the words of the stereotyped complaint charging him with being drunk. "Are you guilty or not guilty?" purred Judge Diehl. "Sir?" asked King, with a hand held to his ear and leaning forward, his body forming a living interrogation point. "Are you guilty or not guilty?" repeated re-peated the Judge, In a tone that made the window pane rattle. "He's a moocher," Interjected Prose-eutor Prose-eutor Wllley. "He had begging cards In his pocket" "What have you been doing? asked Judge DlehL ; - 'Picking sweet beets." "Do they grow on bushes?" asked the court in a low tone. He had never taken a lesson in agriculture. "Naw. I wasn't pickln 'em ofTn hushes. I was pickin' 'em off'n the ground In de beet fields." "You are sentenced to pay a fine of 115 or perve fifteen days In Jail," said Judge Diehl in his ordinary tone. John B. King's face wore a look of disgust, mingled with Injured innocence. inno-cence. He had heart! the sentence. |