He was asked to describe the nature of the _bother_; and he replied, that they came rambling up to him _intosticatedly_, and _ax'd_ him--"Charley, where am the _waits_?"[10] "I don't know," says I--"get along out of it; and don't be after axing about such nonsense," says I. "We won't," says they--"we'll wait for the _waits_ and have a dance, for we've nothing better to do--without we go and break open a house!" says they to me. "Fait," says I, "but ye'd better be off to the beds of ye, out of the _kould_," says I; "and with that they got _hould_ of me, and twirled me about and about for a bit of a _waultz_, as they called it. So then I twirled my rattle, and they twirled me, and more watchmen came twirling into it--that's the waltz: and we twirled and twirled, all in a bunch together, till at last we managed to twirl them into the door of the watch-house; and here they are, your honour, to answer for that same." The defendants were asked what they had to say for themselves, and the drover undertook to be spokesman:-- "Your worships, last night I lost two fat _ship_ (sheep), and I _goz_ me over the water to see for 'em, and couldn't find 'em, not nowhere, your worships. 'Dang the _ship_,' says I, '_vauts_ the use of _vaulking_ my legs off arter 'em, I'll get a drop o' summat vaum and comfortable; so I goz me into a public-house, and calls for a pint o' beer with the chill off; and the beer, and the wexing about the _ship_, made me desperate hungry; and so I _vaulks_ myself to a slap-bang shop, for half-a-pound of beef; and just as I'd got it up, to pop in the first bit, a woman, _vaut_ I nows nothin' on, comes behind me, and vips it off the fork.--'Hallo! missis,' says I, 'don't you come that 'ere agen.'"-- Here his narrative was broken off by the magistrate desiring him to come to the watchman's charge at once; and he cut short his story by showing his wrist, marked with five little wounds, all a-row; which wounds, he said, were inflicted by the teeth of the lady who wanted his beef, and that he "got _vell vhopp'd_ into the bargain by some of her chaps." Then the loss of his sheep, the bite of the lady, and "the _vhopping_ of the chaps," made him "desperate out of humour," and meeting with his old friend the boot-closer, they went and got tipsy together, and, in that state, they thought to have a bit of fun with the watchman; but he was "sich a sulky chap," that he shut them up for it. The magistrate told them to pay their fees, and go home, and mix a little wisdom with their merriment in future. A LITTLE BIT OF A CAUTION. Patrick Saul, a good-humoured looking Irishman, was charged with maliciously throwing a boy into a deep well, with intent to do him some grievous bodily harm.