And now you've nearly come another cropper;
If, tempted thrice, you break your trust,
You'll have no halo left to readjust.
O.S.
EMBARRASSMENT AND THE LAWYER.
Watson is a young barrister who is feeling rather pleased with himself. I confess that he has deserved it.
The situation was as follows. Before the War he had had no briefs, but had always had a conscience. A hopeless state of affairs. Then he went to the War and shed his conscience somewhere in the Balkans. So far so good. But, when he was demobilised and began to take stock of what had been happening at home in the meanwhile, he found to his horror that a conscience had again been thrust upon him by the General Council of the Bar.
Such was the situation he had to face, and he has won through.
How, you ask, did the G.C.B. play this trick on him? It happened in this way. Having nothing better to do during Watson's absence and at a critical moment of the War, these idle elderly well-fed lawyers solemnly deliberated upon the following fantastic problem:—