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a high feminine voice late yesterday afternoon. "It is? Well, I wanted to see'you about a garment." "What kind of a garment?" "Oh — er — ladies' garment." "What's the matter with it?" "Why, it doesn't fit. It's two whole sizes too large. My, 1 should look like a fright." "Is there any way I can help you?" "Why, yes. The man wouldn't take it back. I knew you could fix it." This con fidence touched Mr. Mackintosh and drew forth this well-considered advice, "Well, you see, we haven't any dressmaker here. Better see a dressmaker." Told of Sir Frederick Pollock. — When a youth he was sent to school at St. Paul's, then under the charge of one Dr. Roberts, but thinking that he was wasting his time there, as he intended to go to the Bar, he intimated to the head master of the school that he should not stay; this so irritated the doctor that the youth wrote the master that he should not return. A note was sent to Baron Pollock, Sir Fred erick's father, who called at the school to ex press his regret at his son's determination, adding that he had advised the boy not to send the note, upon which Dr. Roberts broke out, "Ah! Sir, you'll live to see that boy hanged!" Some time after, when young Pollock had attained the highest honors at Cambridge Uni versity, his mother met the doctor and spoke to him regarding her son. "Ah, madam," he replied, "I always said he would fill an ele vated station." Mr. Cboate's First Fee. — "In England they often asked me how the Bench and Bar got along together, and they told me that America must be the paradise of the judges if not of lawyers, since in that country there are but thirty-eight judges of the first class, while in New York there are one hundred such judges, and the lawyers are eternally clamoring for more. "Then they reminded me of the immense profits coming to American lawyers. I re torted by telling them the story of my first
fee. It was when I was in a law office in Boston with Mr. Saltonstall. "Two farmers from Vermont had had two carloads of potatoes frozen, and the question arose, was the loss of the potatoes the act of God or the act of the railroad company? It was too much for Saltonstall, and he said, 'Here's Choate; that case will be about right for him.' "By some chance the jury decided that the railroad company was responsible, and I was then asked to name my fee. This was an en tirely unknown realm to me, and accordingly I told them that three dollars would do. They said that they had talked it over on the way down to Boston and had come to the conclu sion that one dollar a carload would be enough, and I took it with pleasure. I am delighted to say that this moderate measure of compen sation I always afterward followed." Professional Trustees. — A certain firm of attorneys had won for themselves a rather savory reputation for the wrecking and con suming of bankrupt estates entrusted to them. A suitor who had been advised to employ one of the members in a pending suit, met a friend who was formerly a client of the combine and inquired concerning their standing, and during the conversation remarked, "Mr. B. and Mr. C. are partners, are they not?" "Partners," indignantly replied his friend, "Partners! No sir, they're not, they're accomplices, sir, ac complices. Have nothing to do with them." From China. — The Dowager Empress of China has just ordained that Chinese lawyers should be acquainted with law. It is under stood that these gentlemen are protesting heartily against an unreasonable request. They say that the imperial order puts China behind the times. In other countries a know ledge of law is not required even of judges. — Law Times. Jury Duty. — "What is your uncle doing now?" "Sitting on juries." "What? Why, I thought he was judge in one of the higher courts." "He is."
