It's a hot night. I disremember
any sich weather before on the Bar."
He paused a moment, but nobody volunteering any other meteorological
recollection, he again had recourse to his pocket-handkerchief, and for
some moments mopped his face diligently.
"Have you anything to say on behalf of the prisoner?"' said the Judge,
finally.
"Thet's it," said Tennessee's Partner, in a tone of relief. "I come yar
as Tennessee's pardner, knowing him nigh on four year, off and on, wet
and dry, in luck and out o' luck. His ways ain't allers my ways, but
thar ain't any p'ints in that young man, thar ain't any liveliness as
he's been up to, as I don't know. And you sez to me, sez you, -
confidential-like, and between man and man, - sez you, 'Do you know
anything in his behalf?' and I sez to you, sez I, - confidential-like,
as between man and man, - 'What should a man know of his pardner?'"
"Is this all you have to say? asked the Judge impatiently, feeling,
perhaps, that a dangerous sympathy of humor was beginning to humanize
the court.
"Thet's so," continued Tennessee's Partner.
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