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Tri. To study the law
Old F. The law !
Tri. I am most resolutely bent on following that profession.
Tri. Absolutely and irrevocably fixed.
Old F. Better and better! I am overjoyed. Why, 't is the very thing I wished. Now I am happy! [Tristram makes gestures as if speaking.] See how his mind is engaged!
Tri. Gentlemen of the Jury
Old F. Why, Tristram !
Tri. This is a cause
Old F. O, my dear boy! I forgive you all your tricks. I see something about you now that I can depend on. depend on. [Tristram continues making gestures.]
Tri. I am for the plaintiff in this cause—
Tri. "T is done, Sir.
Old F. What, already!
Tri. I ordered twelve square feet of books, when I first thought of embracing the arduous profession of the law.
Old F. What, do you mean to read by the foot?
Tri. By the foot, Sir; that is the only way to become a solid lawyer.
Old F. Twelve square feet of learning! Well
Tri. I have likewise sent for a barber
Old F. A barber! What, is he to teach you to shave close?
Tri. He is to shave one-half of my
Old F. You will excuse me if I cannot perfectly understand what that has to do with the study of the law.
Tri. Did you never hear of Demosthenes, Sir, the Athenian orator? He had half his head shaved, and locked himself up in a coalcellar.
Old F. Ah, he was perfectly right to lock himself up, after having undergone such an operation as that. He certainly would have made rather an odd figure abroad.
Tri. I think I see him now, awaking the dormant patriotism of his countrymen, lightning in his eye, and thunder in his voice; he pours forth a torrent of eloquence, resistless in its force; the throne of Philip trembles while he speaks; he denounces, and indignation fills the bosom of his hearers; he exposes the impending danger, and every one sees impending ruin; he threatens the tyrant, they grasp their swords; he calls for vengeance, their thirsty weapons glitter in the air, and thousands reverberate the cry! One soul animates a nation, and that soul is the soul of the orator!
Old F. O, what a figure he will make on the King's Bench! But, come, I will tell you now what my plan is, and then you will see how
You have [Tris
nappily this determination of yours will further it.
Tri. Who is against me in this cause —
Old F. Zounds! he does n't hear a word I say! Why, Tristram!
Tri. As my learned friend observes attention.
Go on, Sir; I am all
Old F. Well, my friend the counsellor
Old F. Well, well,
Old F. My friend, I say, has a ward who is very handsome, and who has a very handsome fortune. She would make you a charming
my learned friend
Tri. This is an action
Old F. Now, I have hitherto been afraid to introduce you to my friend, the barrister, because I thought your lightness and his gravityTri. Might be plaintiff and defendant.
Old F. But now you are grown serious and steady, and have resolved to pursue his profession, I will shortly bring you together; you will obtain his good opinion, and all the rest follows, of course. Tri. A verdict in my favor.
Old F. You marry and sit down, happy for life,
Tri. In the King's Bench.
Old F. Bravo! Ha, ha, ha! But now run to your study-run to your study, my dear Tristram, and I 'll go and call upon the counsellor.
Tri. I remove by habeas corpus.
Old F. Pray have the goodness to make haste, then. [Hurrying him off.]
Tri. Gentlemen of the Jury, this is a cause [Exit.]
Old F. The inimitable boy! I am now the happiest father living. What genius he has! He'll be lord chancellor, one day or other, I dare be sworn. I am sure he has talents! O, how I long to see him
at the bar!
43. SALADIN, MALEK ADHEL, ATTENDANT. -New Monthly Magazine.
Attendant. A stranger craves admittance to your highness.
Atten. That I know not.
Enveloped with a vestment of strange form,
Atten. Thy royal brother!
Sal. Bring him instantly. [Exit Attendant.]
[Enter Attendant and Malek Adhel.] Leave us together. [Exit Attendant.] [Aside.] I should know that
Now summon all thy fortitude, my soul,
Nor, though thy blood cry for him, spare the guilty!
Malek Adhel. Behold it, then!
Sal. I see a traitor's visage.
Mal. Ad. A brother's!
Saladin owns no kindred with a villain.
Mal. Ad. O, patience, Heaven! Had any tongue but thine Uttered that word, it ne'er should speak another.
Sal. And why not now? Can this heart be more pierced
By Malek Adhel's sword than by his deeds?
Mal. Ad. Thou art softened;
I am thy brother, then; but late thou saidst.
Thou hast betrayed me in my fondest hopes!
But on this breaking heart the name is stamped,
The impulse of his nature may be read;
Mal. Ad. Go on! go on!
"T is but a little while to hear thee, Saladin; And, bursting at thy feet, this heart will prove Its penitence, at least.
Sal. That were an end
Too noble for a traitor! The bowstring is
A more appropriate finish! Thou shalt die!
Mal. Ad. And death were welcome at another's mandate!
What, what have I to live for? Be it so,
Sal. O, doubt it not!
They 're eager for the office. Perfidy,
Mal. Ad. Defer not, then, their wishes. Saladin,
If e'er this form was joyful to thy sight,
This voice seemed grateful to thine ear, accede
Sal. This very hour!
[Aside.] For, Ŏ the more I look upon that face,
Atten. Did your highness call?
My forces in the court. Tell them they come
And, bid them mark, that he who will not spare
His brother when he errs, expects obedience,
Mal. Ad. Now, Saladin,
The word is given; I have nothing more
Sal. Speak, then; but ask thyself if thou hast reason To look for much indulgence here.
Mal. Ad. I have not!
Yet will I ask for it. We part forever;
This is our last farewell; the king is satisfied;
From the loved tongue which once breathed naught but kindness. Still silent? Brother! friend! beloved companion
Of all my youthful sports! are they forgotten?
Pronounce my doom, which would not say one word,
Sal. [seizing his hand]. Brother! brother!