The Judge—Where you from? You're from No'th Ca'lina, ain't you?
The Prisoner—Yas, suh, Jedge.
The Judge—Six months!
(A great laugh rises from the courtroom at this. On inquiry we learn that the "joke" depends upon the judge's well-known aversion for negroes from North Carolina.)
Only recently I have heard Walter C. Kelly as "The Virginia Judge." Save for a certain gentle side which Mr. Kelly indicates, and of which I saw no signs in Judge Crutchfield, I should say that, even though Judge Crutchfield is not his model, the suggestion of him is strongly there. Two of Mr. Kelly's "cases" are particularly reminiscent of the Richmond Police Court. One is as follows:
The Judge—First case—Sadie Anderson.
The Prisoner—Yassir! That's me!
The Judge—Thirty days in jail. That's me! Next case.
The other:
The Judge—What's your name?