"We want you's."
The Judge took in the situation at once, for he had not forgotten the time he played a similar joke; but he did not like the idea of all the passengers (especially as there were a great many ladies on board) thinking that he was under arrest in earnest. So he smiled one of those sweet smiles of his, and said:
"Officers, this is all a joke. I am Judge of the Police Court of
Cincinnati, and I am well acquainted with the Judge of your Court.
I expected to be received in New Orleans with a brass band, in
place of brass buttons."
"Do yez hear that? He a Judge of the Police Court; expected to be received wid a brass band. Why, he's got more brass than there is in twenty brass bands. He's the biggest thafe in the whole country. Didn't we see the chafe go right straight to the rogue's gallery and get his picture; and didn't he tell Pat and meself to come out here and arrest yez, and didn't we's ride on a freight train?"
Mose saw it was no use trying to make the officers or passengers understand that it was a joke, so he said:
"All right, I will go with you."
"Of course yez will. Won't he, Pat?"
"You bet he will," says Pat.
The officers sat down facing him, so they could keep a watch on him, for they were afraid he would try to jump out the window.
When the train arrived at New Orleans the officers got a carriage (at Mose's request), and they were driven to the chief's office.