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COMMON-SENSE JUSTICE IS BOAST
- POLICE COURT IN MEXICO
OF U. &'
BY FRED L. BOALT.
Vera Cruz. Captain Erickson,
swart of face and coldly blue of eye,
holds police court daily in the Con
stitution. To him the provo guard brought
Rafael, ragged and weeping. Came
too, Lorenzo, natty and of the upper
Rafafil and Lorenzo were duly
sworn. The captain followed the rules
of American judicial procedure as far
as he knew them. When in doubt he
perspired and made up rules as he
Rafael, said Lorenzo, was a thief.
He had stolen his bicycle.
Rafael wept, if anything too copi
ously, vowed he was innocent, and
called upon the Virgin "and the Child
to bear witness that he spoke truth.
The interpreter, instead of putting
the court's questions to Rafael and
Lorenzo, got interested and tried to
explain to the captain just what had
The captain sloughed off his judi
cial dignity and said:
"!!!!!!! it ! We're talking in circles."
It helped a lot
Lorenzo, tearing his hair, testified
and was removed to the lockup.
Rafael testified and was removed to
the lockup. Lorenzo was brought
"This man," thundered the court
to Lorenzo and pointing to Rafael,
"says you employed him to repair
your bicycle and to put on a new
Lorenzo said Rafael was seven
kinds of a liar. Both tires were old.
"He says," continued the court,
"that you had him arrested for theft
to get out of paying for the tire."
Lorenzo besought the court to
place no reliance in anything Rafael
"Bring in the bicycle," ordered the
Lorenzo wilted and staggered. How
was he to know that the Gringoes dir
not shoot Mexicasn who tell lies in
The bicycle was fetched. On the
front wheel was a brand-new tire
The captain made Lorenzo pay Rafaej
two prices for it
"That," he observed, "is what I call
We invest in navies very much as
some people buy pigs in, pokes. Thai
is the way we bought ours.
Now for the first time we are per
mitted to inspect our purchase. It is
a good navy.
Our servants aboard the warships
are efficient. They have porved it
But they are haughty servants, and
we find ourselves in the position oj
the neuveau riche who is afraid of his
Therefore we approach our serv
ants of the navy with our hats in om
hands, saying "please" prettily.
But there is quarreling "below
stairs." For we have other servants
besides those of the navy.
One of them is Leander. Poole ol
Birmingham, Ala., and assistant post
master of Uncle Sam's temporary
postoffice in Vera Cruz.
Leander Poole is a veteran in the
P. O. service. As our battleships are
used largely to carry mail back to the
States, Poole' has dealings daily with
the naval officers.
He is an harrassed and busy man,
this Poole, and he has been getting
results by the shortest routes.
There came a time when the as
sistant postmaster needed to ask Ad
miral Fletcher to send a small boat
ashore to take mail for the United
Being in a hurry, he avoided the
circuitous, red-tape-bestrewn path oj
naval etiquette, and wig-wagged his
message from the room of the post
Admiral Fletcher curtly wig-wag-