Punch, or the London Charivari, Vol. 98, April 12, 1890
My Dear Mr. Punch,—As the representative of Justice in this country, I appeal to you. And when I write this, you must not imagine that I claim, in my own person, to represent Justice—no, Sir, I only to some extent suggest the Law—a very different matter. But, Sir, as suggesting the Law, I apply to you for redress on behalf of hundreds, nay, thousands, of members of a very noble and learned profession. Sir, you will have noticed that the Law Courts are congested. Look through the daily list (this you can do when term recommences), and you will find, that although Chancery is doing fairly well, there is scarcely a movement in Common Law. The reason for this is obvious. Nearly all the Common Law Judges are away, and business is simply at a standstill. Now, Sir, I am very reluctant to give their Lordships more trouble than necessary, but I do think, for all our sakes, that increased facility should be afforded for trying cases single-handed. It should be managed in this wise. But here, perhaps, in the cause of intelligibility, you will permit me to describe my method in common (dramatic) form.
Scene— A Court in the Queen's Bench Division. Judge seated at a table covered with telephones. Bar benches empty, two Litigants (laymen) discovered in the well .
His Lordship. Now, Gentlemen, as you are appearing in person, you can say and do what you please. It does not matter to me in the least, to use a colloquial expression, what you are up to. All I would ask is, that I shall not be disturbed until the time comes for me to deliver my ruling.
Litigants (together). Certainly, my Lord. ( They both commence quarrelling. )
His Lordship (with C. C. C. telephone to ear, and mouth to corresponding tube). Quite right. I agree with the verdict of the Jury, and sentence the Prisoner at the Bar to seven years' penal servitude. ( With Q. B. D. No. 4 laid on. ) After carefully considering all the evidence that has been submitted to the Jury, and giving due weight to the fact that the Defendant's vehicle was admittedly on the wrong side of the road, I have no hesitation in declaring £100 damages a just award. ( Dropping tube, and taking up apparatus of Q. B. D. No. 5, sitting as Divisional Court. ) I entirely concur in the judgment my learned Brother has just delivered. ( Dropping tube, and addressing Litigants before him ). Well, and now you two gentlemen—how are you getting on?
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VOLUME 98.
APRIL 12, 1890.
A SUGGESTION FROM PUMP-HANDLE COURT.
MAXIMS FOR THE BAR. No. IV.
BASTA, FASTER!
ANSWERS TO CORRESPONDENTS.
AT SEA IN AN EASTER EGG-SHELL.
NAVAL INTELLIGENCE.
A TRUE VOCATION.
A (PITCHED) OUTING.
THE TRIVIAL ROUND.
ROBERT'S COMMISHUNS.
MR. PUNCH'S DICTIONARY OF PHRASES.
OUR BOOKING-OFFICE.
The Penalties of Greatness.
"THE YOUNG PEOPLE'S ORCHESTRAL CONCERT." ALL INFANT PRODIGIES.
AFTER THE REVIEW.
AN UNCHRISTIAN CAVEAT.
MODERN TYPES.
NOVEL ADVICE FROM LINCOLNSHIRE.
A Cabinet Minister.
AMENITIES OF WAR!—-- AT OUR EASTER MANŒUVRES.
POLICE FUN.
"Hullo! what are YOU?"
SIGNS OF THE SEASON.
TWO HEADS NOT BETTER THAN ONE!
At Sea with his Story.