Judge. What is the next charge?
Lawyer. Intoxication.
Judge. Inoculation! Is that anything good to eat?
Lawyer. No, your Honor; I said intoxication—too much whisky.
Judge. Oh! I do comprehend. Call the wine-barrel in.
Officer (calls). Oscar Hubbs, this way in.
Judge. Hubbs, you were found drunk last night. What have you to say?
Hubbs. As long as the fox runs, he gets catched at last.
Judge. Does the fox ever have a ten-dollar note?
Hubbs. Sometimes; but not now.