his treasures with him to the new land where he is to abide forever; and he who has to leave all behind on which he placed his affection, dies poor indeed. Our friend Edmonson died richer than a Girard or an Astor; his monument is built of good deeds and noble examples. It will abide forever." CCXXVII.—THE CATARACT OF LODORE. "How does the water Come down at Lodore?" Thus once on a time; And, moreover, he tasked me Anon at the word, There first came one daughter To second the third The request of their brother, As many a time So I told them in rhyme, To them and the King. From its sources which well From its fountains In the mountains, Its rills and its gills; Through moss and through brake For a while, till it sleeps In its own little lake. And thence at departing, And through the wood-shelter, Hurry-skurry. Here it comes sparkling, It reaches the place Of its steep descent. The cataract strong Rising and leaping, Sinking and creeping, Eddying and whisking. Spouting and frisking A sight to delight in, Confounding, astounding, Dizzying and deafening the ear with its sound; Collecting, projecting, And shocking and rocking, And glittering and frittering, Dividing and gliding and sliding, And falling and brawling and spawling, Retreating and beating and meeting and sheeting, And gleaming and streaming and steaming and beaming, And dashing and flashing and splashing and clashing; -Southey. CCXXVIII.—A CHICAGO LAWSUIT. Lawyer. You know the plaintiff? Witness. I do. Lawyer. What do you know of his character? Witness. I know him to be a square man. Lawyer. Any thing more? Witness. Yes, sir; I know him to be a good man. Lawyer. How do you know him to be a good man? Witness. Because, whenever there is any good to be done, he is always 'round. Lawyer. Ah! he is, eh? Now, will you tell the jury the shape of that hole the plaintiff swears he fell down. Witness. Yes, sir; it was a round hole. Lawyer. That will do, sir. The counsel for the defense made a stirring speech. It stirred even me. Said he: "May it please the Court, gentlemen of the jury, I call upon you to render me a verdict without leaving your seats. The witness just examined is the only witness that can be produced by the plaintiff, the only one to sustain him in his dastardly attempt to defraud my client of his hard-earned wealth. He has the audacity to stand up in open Court, an object of scorn to all honest men; a reptile devoid of truth; and, I proclaim it boldly, a perjurer. This man, gentlemen, has the audacity to stand up here and swear before this intelligent jury that he has known the plaintiff for years, and has always known him to be a square man! With the very next breath this cheat, this fraud, this infamous scoundrel, tells you that he is a round man! Now, gentlemen, mark well this point. You all know that the witness swore, standing up there in the witness-box, that the hole the plaintiff fell through was a round one; and I ask you, gentlemen, how, in the name of heaven, could a square man fall through a round hole? Again, gentlemen, the plaintiff swore that he saw stars, although this thing is said to have happened at noon. The thing is preposterous. In the words of the immortal Socrates, It's too thin!' Look, gentlemen, into the face of that mother clasping a babe to her breast. See the tears trickle down her cheeks. She is the wife of the defendant; and tell me, gentlemen, does she look like the wife of a man who owns a round coal hole for a square man to fall through? Look at the plaintiff, gentlemen. Guilt is written all over him. No wonder he quivers and quakes when he sees the just vengeance of the law about to fall and crush him. Gentlemen of the Jury, give me your verdict, and let right triumph over wrong. |