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The New York Court of Appeals. lighted in Latin.) Judge Gould was very talkative, both off and on the bench; but his charges to the jury were the shortest ever known. They reminded me of an old cler gyman in New Hampshire, a great wit, who was called on to make a prayer at the dedi cation of an Odd Fellows' hall. He had never heard of that new-fangled institution, and so he prayed as follows : " O Lord,

weprayfor — weknow not what. If it be good, bless it; if it be bad, curse it. Amen." This was about the sum and substance of the judge's charges. On oneoccasion, when he was presiding at general term, — the appellate sittings of the Supreme Court, — he informed Mitchell Sanford that his hour was up. "Well," said Sanford, " your Honor ought to give me half an hour more, for you have talked half of my time." On another occasion he fell into the dock at Albany in trying to jump on the ferry-boat. GEORGE V. In telling Martin I. Towusend about it, he said : " I can't swim a stroke, but I just lay on my back, kept my mouth shut, and came off safe." Townsend replied : " That 's the first time I ever heard of your keeping your mouth shut." Meeting him once on the street on a Wednesday, I said to him that I thought he was absent, holding the Ulster circuit. " Oh, yes," he said, " I went down there Monday, organized court, called the calendar, and took up a railroad cause in which both sides were ready. The other lawyers began to pack up their papers, and spectators began to leave the court-room. I

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took out my knife, rapped on the bench, and said, ' Gentlemen, gentlemen, let there be order.' One lawyer said, ' Your Honor, this is going to be a long cause, and it is sup posed to be unnecessary for other lawyers and witnesses to wait.' 'Don't be too sure of that,' I said; ' I sometimes make long causes very short; ' but," with a shrug of his shoul ders, " they all went. I nonsuited that plaintiff in three quarters of an hour, called the calendar through, no body was ready, ad journed court, and here I am. I 'll teach those fellows." The judge taught me three things, — to love Wal ter Scott; that a good Episcopalian must be a Calvin ist (not that I am either, nor perhaps that he was); and not to place an adverb be tween the sign of the infinitive mood and the verb. His own written style was bad, involved and full of parentheses, and he resorted to italics for emphasis to an exces sive degree. COMSTOCK. Henry Hogeboom was a man of unique characteristics, large law learning, and the most admirable rhetorician I ever heard in a court-room. His written opinions bear no comparison with his extemporaneous speeches. As an advocate he tried every case, — and I have heard him try many cases, — with a learning and a finish that seemed to indicate that he had made it his special study for years, and had arranged the testimony and every incident and detail in advance. He treated even his rebuffs with a coolness and indifference that deprived them of half their effect. His charge to the jury was the