January 30, 1907
Fred King, 20 years old, stood before Judge Wofford in the criminal court yesterday, charged with disturbing religious services at Lone Jack, his home, last Sunday. Beside him stood the minister of the Baptist church, who had accused him. He had laughed and giggled and scratched a parlor match on the back of another boy's coat.
"Do you think it is smart to disturb religious meetings?" asked Judge Wofford.
"No, sir," said the young man, hanging his head.
"Then why did you do it?"
"I guess I just thought it would be funny."
"Well do you think so now?"
"You just want to be smart?"
"Maybe you thought the girls would think you were smart."
"Did you take on e of them home?"
"Did she think it was smart and funny?"
"Of course she didn't if she was a good, well behaved girl and I have no doubt she was. Girls big enough to "go" with young men your age don't do things like that. They know better. But you don't look like a very bad boy."
"Judge," said the preacher, who was accusing the boy, "I never heard but what this young man was a good boy, only this. He's all right. Maybe this will be a lesson to him."
"Well," said Judge Wofford, "I'll take the risk this time. You take him home and let me know if he ever does it again."