MAGNATE—"I give that lawyer ten thousand dollars a year to keep me out of jail."
"Oh, John! Please stop spending your money so foolishly."—Life.
When General Beck was a young lawyer a man was arraigned for murder and had no counsel.
"Mr. Beck," said the presiding judge, "take the prisoner into that room at the rear of the court, hear his story, and give him the best advice you can."
Accordingly Beck disappeared with the prisoner, and in half an hour's time returned into court—alone.
"Where is the prisoner?" asked the judge.
"Well," replied Beck, slowly, "I heard his story, and then I gave him the best advice I could. I said: 'Prisoner, if I were you I'd get out of that window and make tracks.' He slid down the water-pipe, and the last I saw of him he was getting over a stone wall half a mile away."