One consequential little lawyer commenced his examination in behalf of a note-shaver, who held a thousand dollar note which he had bought for seven hundred. After the oath had been administered, he arranged his pen, ink, and paper, and in a loud tone of voice asked: "What is your name, sir?" The answer was given, and the next question delivered in a louder, more peremptory tone was: "What is your business?" "Attending bar," answered Barnum. "Attending bar!" exclaimed the lawyer; "attending bar! Why, I thought you were a teetotaler." "So I am," declared the witness. "And yet, sir, you have the audacity to assert that you peddle rum all day, and drink none yourself?" "That is not a relevant question," said Barnum. "I will appeal to his Honor the Judge if you don't answer it instantly," said the lawyer, gleefully. "Very well; I do attend bar, and yet never drink intoxicating liquors." "Where do you attend bar, and for whom?" pursued the lawyer. "I attend the bar of this court nearly every day, for the benefit of two-penny lawyers and their greedy clients," replied the disgusted Barnum. On another occasion a young lawyer who had been pushing his inquiries to a great length, said in a half-laughing tone of apology: "You see, Mr. Barnum, I am searching after the small thing; I am willing to take even the crumbs that fall from the rich man's table." "Which are you, then, Lazarus or one of the dogs?" asked Barnum, wearily. "I guess a blood-hound would not smell out much on this trial," returned the lawyer, good-naturedly, adding that he had no more questions to ask. On account of Mrs. Barnum's continued ill-health, the family spent the summer in a farm-house at Westhampton, Long Island. The farm lay close to the ocean, and the place was very cool and delightful. The respite from active life, and the annoyance attendant to his financial troubles was of the greatest benefit to Mr. Barnum, who spent the time shooting, fishing, and driving. One morning they discovered that the waves had thrown up on the beach a young black whale, nearly twelve feet long. The animal was dead, but still hard and fresh, and Barnum bought it for a few dollars from the man who claimed it by right of discovery. He sent it at once to the Museum, where it was exhibited in a huge refrigerator for a few days, where crowds came to see it. The managers very properly gave Barnum a share of the profits, which amounted to a sum sufficient to pay the board-bill of the family for the entire season. "Well," said the amazed landlord, when he heard of it, "you do beat all for luck. Here you come and board for four months with your family, and when the time is nearly up and you're getting ready to leave, out rolls a big black whale on our beach, a thing never heard of before in this vicinity, and you take that whale and pay your board-bill with it!"