“By you?”
“Yes.”
“Well, where’s the trouble?”
“Why, they say, that as I only gave my note for them, I need not pay it, and I want you to help me to get clear of it.”
“How do you expect me to do it?”
“Plain as day, man; just say, gentlemen of the jury, this young man was not of age when he gave Maj. Farnsworth the note, and therefore, in law, the note is good for nothing—that’s all!”
“And was it really so?”
“Exactly.”
“How came Maj. Farnsworth to let you have the oxen?”
“Oh, the godly old man never suspected that I was under age.”