Sundry Accounts

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Cobb Irvin Shrewsbury. Sundry Accounts

CHAPTER I. DARKNESS

CHAPTER II. THE CATER-CORNERED SEX

CHAPTER III. A SHORT NATURAL HISTORY

CHAPTER IV. IT COULD HAPPEN AGAIN TO-MORROW

CHAPTER V. THE RAVELIN' WOLF

CHAPTER VI "WORTH 10,000"

CHAPTER VII. MR. LOBEL'S APOPLEXY

CHAPTER VIII. ALAS, THE POOR WHIFFLETIT!

CHAPTER IX. PLENTIFUL VALLEY

CHAPTER X. A TALE OF WET DAYS

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They had a saying down our way in the old days that Judge Priest administered law inside his courthouse and justice outside of it. Perhaps they were right. Certainly he had a way of seeking short cuts through thickets of legal verbiage to the rights of things, the which often gave acute sorrow to the souls of those members of the bar who venerated the very ink in which the statutory act had been printed and worshiped manfully before the graven images of precedent. But elsewise, generally speaking, it appeared to give satisfaction. Nobody ever beat the judge in any of his races for reëlection, and after a while they just naturally quit trying.

Nor did it seem to distress him deeply when the grave and learned lords of the highest tribunal of the commonwealth saw fit, as they sometimes did, to quarrel with a decision of his which, according to their lights, ran counter to the authorities and the traditions revered by these august gentlemen.

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"No, sir, we didn't do that. It didn't seem necessary – it never occurred to us to do it. Her mother was dead and her father was gone nobody knew where. He had abandoned her, had shown he didn't care what might become of her. And her mother on her deathbed had given her to me. Wasn't that sufficient?"

Apparently he had not heard her question. Instead of answering it he put one of his own:

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