saved Arrnock's hand, who was attainted before him, for that he had feloniously wounded Richbold; and he judged Edulfe to be wounded, be cause the latter judged not Arnold to be wounded, who feloniously had wounded Aldens."
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dense jungle, and left for several days and nights on the chance of a tiger coming that way. If he escapes alive, he is adjudged to be innocent. — Irish Law Times.
FACETIÆ. The last trial by duel in England appears to have taken place in the sixth year of Charles I., when Donald, Lord Rey, was the appellant, and David Ramsey, Esq., the defendant. They fought in the Painted Chamber at Westminster. But, of course, when trial by battle or duel was abolished as part of the judicial machinery of the country, men kept it up as a mode of remedying their private wrongs; and it may be mentioned paren thetically that the last of such duels fought by Englishmen on English soil was in 1845 when Lieutenant Hankey shot Captain Seton at Browndown, near Gosport. In feudal times trials by single combat were nowhere more common than on the borders of England and Scotland. The practice was to draw up and execute a formal in denture setting forth in a schedule, and with much precision, the causes of the quarrel. The following is a specimen : " It is agreed between Thomas Musgrave and Lancelot Carleton for the true trial of such controversies as are betwixt them, to have it openly tried, by way of combat, before God and the face of the world, to try it in Canonby-holme, before England and Scotland, upon Thursday in Easter week, between the eighth day of April next ensuing, a. d. 1602, betwixt nine of the clock and one of the same day, to fight on foot, to be armed with jack, steel cap, plaite sleeves, plaite breeches, plaite socks, two boskered swords, the blades to be one yard and a half a quarter of length, two Scotch daggers or dirks at their girdles, and either of them to provide armour and weapons for themselves ac cording to this indenture." Even yet the world has not seen the last of trial by ordeal. It is still resorted to by the natives of the Garo Hills, Assam. The water-boiling ordeal is, in that region, a popu lar mode of settling disputed claims. An earthen pot, filled with water, is placed on a tripod over some sticks, which are lighted. The defendant calls upon his gods to be present and do justice. If the water does not boil within a certain time, the defendant is victorious and entitled to receive compensation as for a false accusation. In more serious cases the accused is tied to a tree in a
A famous judge came late to court One day in busy season : Whereat his clerk, in great surprise, Inquired of him the reason. "A child was born," his Honor said, "And I 'm the happy sire." "An infant judge? " " Oh. no," said he, "As yet he 's but a crier." — Splinters. A good legal bon mot was that of the late Baron Alderson. A friend who complained that Grant, author of " The Great Metropolis," in his sketches of Parliament had published some statements con trary to truth, added, '• What could one expect from a man who in early life had been a servant?" "Of course," replied the witty Baron; " formerly he used to lie in livery, but now he lies in Grant? An equally happy jeu iVesprit was that of Rich ard Lane, Q. C, on the Munster Circuit. When the coach conveying the Munster Bar and their luggage from Killarney to Cork was descending the steep pass of Keim-an-eigh, the heavy luggage on the roof got loose, and caused the coach to stop until secured. " Take a purchase on this strap, Pat," said the coachman to the guard, " and tighten it well." " If you don't secure it by purchase" said Richard Lane, " you 'll have it by descent." One rainy day in Cork, while Judge Perrin occu pied the bench, he caused one of the windows of the court-house to be opened, which allowed some wind and rain to reach the bar seats. A barris ter, John S. Townsend, placed a handkerchief, not of the most unsullied hue, on his head; and as he rose to address the court, the judge remarked : "Mr, Townsend, it is not respectful of you to ad dress the court with that soiled handkerchief on your head." " I 'll take it off, my Lord," replied Townsend, " when you direct the window over my head to be shut." " Tis better for me," replied the judge, " to consult my health than your ap pearance. Go on, Mr. Townsend."
