Frostburg mining journal. [volume] (Frostburg, Md.) 1871-1913, 1886-12-25

gested that he stop until I had told my
story, when he could tell his. But the
old hero had told his tale too often to
listening ears to have it passed by then,
and he went on:
ct stood right up there lie con-
tinued, and it was there, right up
| there, that Warren fell
"Just then," Mr.. Webster would go
on to say, "the old soldier fell himself,
| or was pulled down on his seat by his
| companions, who kept him quiet. Then
went on without further Interrupt
tion."
Another good story; capitally told by
Mr.. Webster, illustrated his early pro-
fessional life in New Hampshire.
when was a Young practitioner"
said Mr.. Webster, "there was but one
man at the New Hampshire bar CT
whom | vas afraid, and that was old
Barnaby. There were but few men
who dared to enter the lists with him.
| On one occasion Barnaby was employed
to defend a suit for piece of land,
brought by q little, Grabbed, cunning
| lawyer called Bruce. Bruce's case was
looked upon as good as lost when it
| was ascertained that Barnaby was re-
tanned against him. The suit came on
for trial, and Barnaby found that Bruce
had worked hard, and left no stone
inturned to gain the victory. The
testimony for the plaintiff was very
strong, and unless it could 10 irn.
| peached the case of the defendant was
lost. The principal witness introduced
| by the plaintiff wore red coat. Jn
summing up for the defense, old Bar
naby commenced furious attack on this
witness, pulling his testimony all to
pieces, and appealing to the jury if a
han who wore red coat was, under
any circumstances, to lie believed.
And who is this red coated witnessy
exclaimed Barnaby, but d descendant
of our common enemy, who has striven
to take from us our liberty, and would
not hesitate now to deprive my DOR
] client OF his land by making any sort
! of re- located staten snt!' During this
speech Bruce was walking up and down
the bar, greatly excited, and convinced
that hia case was gone; knowing, as he
did; the prejudice Of the jury against
Anything British. While, however,
Barnaby was gesticulating, and leaning
forward to the jury in his eloluent APP
! peal, his shirt bosom opened slightly,
and Bruce accidentally discovered that
Barnaby wore red flannel undershirt.
Bruce's conntenance frightened up.
Putting both hands in his coat pockets,
he walked the bar with great conf
Gence, to the establishment Of his client
and all lookers-on. Just as Barnaby
concluded Bruce whispered in the ear
III Ills client; I've got him; your case
is SAFE, and approaching the jury lie
commenced his reply to the slaughter.
ing argument of his adversary. Bruce
gave regular history Of the ancestry
Of his Relocated witness; proving his
patriotism and devotion to the country
and his character for truth and veraci
ty. But what, gentlemen of the jury,
broke forth Bruce, in loud strain Of
eloquence, while his eyes flashed fire,
what are you to expect of a man who
stands here to defend cause based OF
no foundation of right or justice what
ever; of o man who undertakes to de-
stroy our testimony on the ground that
my witness wears red coat, when
gentlemen of the jury, when, when
when, gentlemen of the jury Here
Bruce made spring, and, catching
Barnaby by the bosom of the shirt, tore
1t open, displaying his red flannel
when Mr.. Barnaby himself wears rec
flannel coat concealed under 8 blue
one? The SECT was electrical. Bar
naby was beaten at his own game, ant
Bruce gained the case"