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 THE GREEN BAG education and learning, but little accustomed to the methods of the country pettyfogger or county justice, which, to say the least, would scarcely have passed muster in a court of record, but at the same time were popular in the country districts where this blatherskite held sway with conscious pride to an admir ing throng, which always gathered when there was a " case on." The Irishman had come up to the expectation of his admirers and had caused several laughs at his citified opponent's expense during the trial, and by the time he got to the jury was pretty well puffed up with his own importance. On the jury was another Irishman, who seemed to have taken great interest in the proceedings. He was seated in the front row of chairs, looking up into the face of his swelled-up fellow-country man, who, now began his address as follows: "Gintlemin of the Jury, it has not bin me fortchin to attind any ov the universities or the hoigh schools, or the noight schools, or the business colleges, an" its little iducation thot oiv had at all — faith an" it is not aven a common school iducation " — " but ye'r naturally dom smart," broke in our Irish jury man, while a roar of laughter punctured his inflated compatriot. Being defeated, he wab bled around for a few moments and then fell down completely, while his elated opponent walked off with the verdict. — Ohio Law Bulletin. A Happy Jury. —- Even the dreary job of searching for eminent domain cases is bright ened occasionally by a vision of better things, and the heart of the moral reformer may be gladdened by evidences of the national rising against the grafter in the painful pages of the Annual Digest, from which this choice bit was culled. Does it not suggest a way to attract good men to jury duty? " In proceedings by a railroad company to condemn land for a right of way, it was error for the counsel, witnesses and jurors to mingle freely together, dining together, and for meals, cigars, and drinks to be furnished by peti tioner's representatives. Detroit & T. S. L. R. Co. v. Campbell, 103 N. W. 856." O'Conor to a Nantucketer. — Charles O'Conor, the distinguished New York jurist, passed the last year of his life on the island of Nantucket. He spent considerable of his

time walking along the streets and crooked lanes of the quaint old town, and was a notice able figure with his black frock coat, broadbrimmed black soft hat, and white hair. With hands clasped behind and head bent over, he would walk along seemingly in deep thought. One day while thus engaged, on the oppo site side of the street stood one of the townfathers, who wishing to attract his attention, said: " Good morning, Mr. O'Conor. The walking is better on this side." "Walk there, then," replied Mr. O'Conor, as he continued his tramp. Russia Progressive in Litigation. — A deci dedly curious and unusual litigation is now engaging the attention of a Russian civil court. The widow of an officer killed in the battle of Mukden has sued the general in command of the division to which the head officer was attached for 840,000 damages for the loss of her husband, which, she claims, was caused by the defendant's gross negligence. Plaintiff declares that she has evidence to prove that when the general was withdrawing his forces in obedience to Kuropatkin's order to retire, he forgot all about the detachment com manded by plaintiff's husband, and sent him no orders. The detachment was, therefore, left behind alone, and was accordingly sur rounded and annihilated by the Japanese. Advice From Her Lawyer. — Timothy Coffin, who was prominent at the Bristol County bar half a century ago, once secured the acquittal of an old Irish woman accused of stealing a piece of pork. As she was leaving the court-room she put her hand to her mouth, and, in a audible whisper, said: "Mr. Carfin, wha'll I do with the por-ruk?" Quickly came the retort: " Eat it, you fool, the judge says you did'nt steal it! " — Boston Herald. Perhaps More Appropriate than She Thought. — She was a nice, bright-looking young woman, and they were evidently talking poli tics. A former judge of the Municipal Court of Boston held been mentioned as a candidate for mayor of the city. "No," she said, " I don't think it is right for a man who has been judge of a criminal court to be mayor. It doesn't seem to jibe.*