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According to the Albany Law Journal, “the press is making itself too familiar with the Chief-Justice's family affairs. He is considering whether he shall shave off his moustache. This is his own affair (or off-hair, as the case may be), but we hope he will not cut it off, in spite of the wishes of his brethren. The Chicago Herald pertinently and impertinently says, It is another case of the fox which lost its tail.' Then his daughter has eloped and got married. We should think a man with seven of the same sort left, would not worry much over that. It seems not a bad way to reduce the surplus. And then he should reflect how Eldon stole his •Bessie'-(God bless her!)-out of a second-story window, and how Judge Cooley discoverer no constitutional limitation of his right to elope with his best girl.” The Scottish Law Magazine says of the remainder of the paragraph in the Law Journal, that it forms a singular commentary upon the opening sentence, and reminds one of the sapient parent who counseled his otl'spring to avoid profane swearing, as it was "a d--- bad habit.”

Juuge. What are the requisites of a valid will?

Applicant. Can't tell 'em all, Judge, but I remember one is that it must be read at the burial over the grave of the testator.

Judge. What is a fee simple?
Applicant. I guess about two dollars and a half.
Judge. What is the largest estate in land?

Ipplicant. very large estate would, in this country. be about one thousand acres.-(VIRGINIA LAW JOURNAL.)


BERLIN TO ZURICH-SOJOURN IN ZURICH-PROFESSOR GUSTAV VOLK: MAR.—The trip from Paris to Berlin has been already described, and something said about Berlin. [Law Times for July, 1888.]

After a stay of two months in that City, I took the train for Zurich on the 29th of January, 1885.

During the first hour out from the City, we passed a good many groves of pines, which were being grown with care. During the forenoon, many villages could be seen at a distance, but there were not many on the line of the road.

In the middle of the day, we were traversing an open country. The want of timber was manifest from the fact that in the towns the houses, however small, were nearly all built of brick.

Before noon, we had crossed the Elba, which has here become a large river. The fields are under. cultivation, but there are no fences. We pass mines of coal, silver and lead. The mines are indicated by large heaps of excavated earth.

In the afternoon the country became rougher. with a bold outline of hills in the distance, some of them covered by a small growth of timber.

We now begin to see the old castles on the distant hills. Some of these are very beautiful. Toward night-fall we passed one close to the track, which was very interesting. It filled the bill of the old castles we read of. There were the craggy rocks all around—there was the tower on the top, and there was the heavy gate under the rocks, on a level with the ground.

In the evening came to Basel, on the Rhine, where we were transferred, after waiting an hour or more.

The next morning I found myself in Switzerland. The country is here hilly, almost mountainous, and the scenery picturesque and romantic. Zurich is a handsome city build in a rugged' region of country. During the day I called at the house of Gustav Volkmar, Professor of New Testament Exegesis in the University of Zurich, and President of the Society of Critical Historical Theology. I had been in correspondence with him and with the Society.

The Professor was not at home, but I met his daughter, an accomplished young lady, who has translated some German works into the English language. Her father could read the English, but could not speak it.

He was tuen seventy-five years of age.

The next day I formed the acquaintance of the Professor, and found his companionship so congenial, that I determined to remain some weeks. During the time, I listened to the lectures of Professor Volkmar in the University, and attended a meeting of the Historical Society, of which I had the honor of being made a meinber. Previous to my admission, every member was a graduate of the University of Zurich. Professor Volkmar, thc President, is well known as one of the most critical scholars of Europe, and is the author of many works connected with the early history of the Christian Religion. The Society held stated meetings, at which papers were read by the President, by Pfarrer Lavater, Pfarrer Kupferschmidt and others.

The lectures of the President to his class, were sufficient to mark him as a pronounced liberal. He took occasion in one of his lectures to explain to the class that there could not have been an eclipse of the sun at the time of the crucifixion, because it was at the time of the full moon. This I thought was good science but weak theology.

At another time, he asked the class what was the nature of the resurrection of Christ, and when one of the students answered, “Es war eine erscheinung,” the old gentleman replied, “Das ist recht.” On returning from the class, I asked him, if the resurrection was only an appearance, how he explained the rolling away of the stone from the tomb. He replied, “There was no tomb. Jesus was put to death as a malefactor, and such were denied burial.” Some of our divines would be shocked at these doctrines, but Professor Volkmar is paid by the State as a religious teacher. I asked him if the more orthodox professors did not make war upon him. He replied that they had done so in former years, but had concluded to let him alone. They went their way, and he went his.

The last day I was in Zurich, we took a long walk together. I had contracted not only a friendship, but an affection for him, and felt sad at the thought of leaving him. Returning from the walk, we took a seat on a bench near that magnificent lake, admired by all travelers. I told him we should probably never meet again in this life, but I hoped nevertheless that we should meet again, and asked him if he did not believe in another state of existence.

The old man turned upon me his large full eye, with a suddenness that was almost startling. “Why do you ask this?” he said. I replied, I had no object except simply to know his opinion. “Well," said he, with deliberation, “that is something I know nothing alout. All the teachings

of Jesus related to this life. The Kingdom of God which he was seeking to establish, was to be upon this earth. To live again, is something to be hoped, but nothing is revealed to us upon the subject. The arguments in favor of a future existence must be drawn from outside the gospels.”

After spending two months in Zurich and vicinity, two weeks of which were passed in the delightful scenery in the neighborhood of Lausanne, I took the cars for Paris. On the route from Zurich to Paris, I passed through German Alsace. It is very level, forming a striking contrast with the Swiss country. We passed many small villages on the way, some of them presenting quite a charming appearance. Many of the houses were very old, some of them looking as if they were about ready to fall to pieces. Some of the small churches were very handsome, the steeples preseuting perfect models of Gothic architecture. The villages are compactly built, very few houses being seen in the broad tracts of country lying between them. The grape is here a prominent product. Vearly all the west sides of the hills are covered with vineyards. The country is noticeably destitute of timber. After traversing the districts of Belfour and Vessoul, we came into Chaumont, where wheat and other small grain

is grown.

In the afternoon we passed through a broad expanse of country, mostly under cultivation-worked by the men and women, and boys and girls living in the villages. Many people were working in the large fields, with no house in sight. These people, when they have done their day's work, go one, two, three miles, to a small and poor cottage, or hovel. By the time they have put out and taken care of their teams, it is bed time. The next day the same thing over. They are not working theii own land. They are tenants. The owners live mostly in the cities-many of thein in Paris.

Is this a safe basis for a republic? These people must be ignorant. There is no indication of improvement, physical or intellectual. They are not safe sovereigns. Here, in the farming tenantry, as well as in the populace of the cities, lies the danger to the French Republic. It is not more dangerous than was the slavery element in this country, and scarcely more dangerous than some elements yet existing in our large cities. We must not indulge in forebodings; but hoping for the best, let us join in the prayer of the French patriots, “Vive la Republique!" In the evening of the 30th of March, 1885, I again entered Paris.

'C. B. W.

The "Green Bag" gives us the following:

There was a very irascible old gentleman who formerly held the position of justice of the peace in one of our cities. Going down the main street one day, one of the boys spoke to him without coming up to his Honor's idea of deference.

“Young man, I fine you five dollars for contempt of court." “Why, Judge,” said the offender, “you are not in session."

"This court," responded the judge, thoroughly irritated, "is always in session, and consequently always an object of contempt!"

This could be easily matched by a story current among the Illinois bar, concerning Mr. Fridley, an old and well known lawyer of this State, and Judge Caton.

It is said that Fridley, a little surprised, and a good deal irritated by a decision of Judge Caton, while holding court in Kane County, said in an undertone:

"That's a d-d pretty decision!"

“Mr. Fridley," said Judge Caton, who had been accustomed to the New York practice, “if you are not satisfied with the decisions of this court, you can take them to a court of errors.".

“A court of errors!” cried Fridley. “My G-d! if this isn't a court of errors, I'd like to know where you'd find one."

The following poem, by Eugene F. Ware, Esq., of Fort Scott, kansas, is descriptive of the case of State v. Lewis, 19 Kan., 200, to the official report of which it is appended as a reporter's foot-note.


When upon thy frame the law
Places its majestic paw,
Though in innocence or guilt,
Thou art then required to wilt.


The defendant while at large,
Was arrested on a charge
Of burglarious intent,
And direct to jail he went.
But he somehow felt misused.
And through prison walls he oozed.
And affected his escape.

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