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Then, please your honor, a Joe Bunker that wears the wrong cock of his hat before and spells Colonel with a K.

Some man who had been conspicuous among a party by whom another was "salted & batter'd" as they called it, was on trial, the others in the indictment not being discovered and a Scotchman was giving testimony for him & disposed? to talk all; but was cautioned to beware how he implicated himself and ordered only to answer such questions as the Counsel chose to put. After two or three interruptions the little Scotchman broke loose for the last time: "Look here, Judge" said he. "This prasecutor came into the Tavern and knows that he's a wee bit of a salvarsmeeth over here from Georgia in the Tavern cutting up shines and firing off his squabs and crackers and acting like a d__d fool, if your honor please, and I jeest geeve it as my opinion that he ought to be squashed; and Joe tuck unclear & squash'd him & paice & hairmony was instantly restored & that's all