The age-herald., 1900-11-25
SKETCHES FROM EVERYDAY LIFE.

TTN HE lawyer and the doctor were
 sitting in rear room at Bo-
 zano's taking a quiet drink. It
 was o'clock, and at that hour of the day there were few customers in the room. Bozano's was a popular resort in the town of B., for his free lunches were excellent and served at all hours. When business got dull, as it usually did in Ali gust, and fees few and far between. it was the custom of the lawyer and the doc tor to meet at Bozano's about dinner time and encourage home industry in the form of beer and free lunches. Here the drinks were by no means few and far between, though the waiter said the fees were.
 The doctor and the lawyer were both young, but in spite of this defect they were philosophers. Youth in the professions is a hard thing to overcome. It is a fault which, like many others only time can remedy.
 The two friends were doing their best to put youth behind them-in fact, they were growing older every moment-and many a farewell toast was drunk to the golden sands as they fell one by one.
 On this hot August day the rear room at Bozanos was a pleasant place. The tenn perature of the room was lowered by sev- eral large electric fans, and the tempera- ture of it's patrons by several large glasses of iced beer.
 The lawyer was leaning back in his chair, his feet propped on another chair. and his half empty glass on the table within easy reach. The doctor was leaning forward, both elbows resting on the table, his straw hat resting on his nose and his empty glass showed aside in disdain.
 Dick" said the former, tits no use struggling. Here I have been practicing law for two years, and not enough clients to get drinks on a cash basis Confound iti why can't man be born old?'
 Here the doctor in an absent-mnded way began some scientific explanation as to why this couldn't be done. In fact, he was thinking about, his only patient, and won- dering what would be the earliest time he could send in his bill with any show of de- cency.
 "Oh, hang your sciencei" said the lawyer. Talk sense Here, waiter, fill up these glasses!
 Fresh beer was brought, which revived the dropping spirits of each.
 u SCSlHS u IllG dIil llle WOTSl OIL Ol lle two," said the doctor. q can't manufac- ture illnesses but you can always scrape up some damage suit.
 'VThat's just where you are wrong" said the lawyer - whose name was Henry nothing could be easier than for you to drop some of your vile physic in somebody's glass of water, which would make them sick, and then you would be right at hand to attend them-and there you are!"
 'As for me-" he went on, "I can't make a damage suit-only fate can do that-and she won't make any for me. If I was to push somebody off street car and break their leg l would be certain to be caught in the act and some other lawyer would get the suit against the company. Every time a brakeman gets his fingers mashed coupling cars Grabham & Shears get the case before I even hear of the accident"
 Well" said Dick, "the outlook is blue. There's no use denying it. Let's have an- other beer. Maybe will feel better"
 Fresh beers were brought and drunk in silence.
 Well what are you going to do for a Bving?" asked Dick.
 "I have it. said Henry. 'You must fall down a cellar and break your arm and then We can sue the city; or, better still, get