"A damned imposition upon common sense!"
He was received into the brotherhood with open arms.
MAGNATE--"I give that lawyer ten thousand dollars a year to keep me
out of jail."
"Oh, John! Please stop spending your money so foolishly."--_Life_.
When General Beck was a young lawyer a man was arraigned for murder
and had no counsel.
"Mr. Beck," said the presiding judge, "take the prisoner into that
room at the rear of the court, hear his story, and give him the best
advice you can."
Accordingly Beck disappeared with the prisoner, and in half an hour's
time returned into court--alone.
"Where is the prisoner?" asked the judge.
"Well," replied Beck, slowly, "I heard his story, and then I gave him
the best advice I could. I said: 'Prisoner, if I were you I'd get out
of that window and make tracks.' He slid down the water-pipe, and the
last I saw of him he was getting over a stone wall half a mile away."
"Smith certainly is a foxy fellow. He's drawn up his will in such a
way that the lawyers can't get more out of it than his own heirs."
"How's that?"
"Why, he left half his fortune to one of the best lawyers in the
country, provided he saw to it that the other half went to Smith's
children intact.
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