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_See also_ Lawyers.
JUDGMENT
Two San Francisco negroes were discussing the possibilities of being
drafted.
"'Tain't gwine do 'em any good to pick on me," said Lemuel, sulkily.
"Ah certainly ain't gwine do any fightin'. Ah ain't lost nothin' oveh
in France. Ah ain't got any quarrel with anybody, and Uncle Sam kain't
make me fight."
Jim pondered over this statement for a moment.
"You' right," he said at length. "Uncle Sam kain't make you fight. But
he can take you where de fightin' is, and after that you kin use you'
own judgment."
'Tis with our judgments as our watches; none
Go just alike, yet each believes his own.
--_Pope_.
How little do they see what is, who frame
Their hasty judgment upon that which seems.
--_Southey_.
Judgment is forced upon us by experience.
--_Johnson_.
JURY
Fresh from Boston, the lawyer in the frontier town had just finished a
glowing summing up for the defense. There ensued a long pause, and the
Easterner turned in some embarrassment to the judge.
"Your Honor," he asked, "will you charge the jury?"
"Oh, no, I guess not," answered the judge benignantly.
"They ain't got much anyway, so I let them keep all they can make on
the side.
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