If a man murders, curb your natural impulse! Give him a fair trial, with eminent counsel!" The judge tried not to look self-conscious when he said this.

"If he is found guilty, I still say, don't lynch him! Why?
Because by your hasty act you deny the public the elevating and improving spectacle of a legal execution!" When the applause had died out, a lank countryman craning his neck for a sight of the sheriff, bawled out over the heads of the crowd: "Where's your nigger?
We want to put him in here!" "I reckon he's gone fishin'.

I never seen the beat of that nigger to go fishin'," said the sheriff.
"Whoop! Ain't you goin' to put him in here ?" yelled the countryman.
"It's a mighty lonely spot for a nigger," said the sheriff doubtingly.
"Lonely?
Well, suppose he ups and lopes out of this ?" "You don't know that nigger," rejoined the sheriff warmly.

"He ain't missed a meal since I had him in custody.

Just as regular as the clock strikes he's at the back door.