Then the rush was for the door; From the corridors they pour,— Three old women were run o’er Within the justice hall; And above the tramp and patter, And the cursing and the chatter, And the awful din and clatter, Rose their squall. When the open air was gained, Then the epithets were rained, And the passer’s ear was pained With profanity flung loose, Back and forth the wordy pair, Shameless swapped opinions there; ’Till all parties got their share Of vile abuse. When the man of “briefs” would flee, Chieftain followed like a bee, Or a shark a ship at sea When hunger presses sore; ’Till, enraged, the lawyer, he Cried, “If fight you want of me, Wait with patience minutes three, Not any more; “’Till I hasten up the stair To my office, and prepare, Like yourself for rip and tear, And piling bodies dead. Then, if you can blaze it faster, Carve designs for probe or plaster, Quicker work a soul’s disaster, Just waltz ahead.” But alas! his hasty tongue, Vulgar name or sentence flung, And the chieftain’s pride was stung Down to the marrow bone. Now upon him, head and tail, Pitched policemen, tooth and nail, Hot as bees when they assail A lazy drone. And upon the evening breeze Rose the “begorras” and the “yees” Of a dozen Mulroonees, As they roughly hale The poor lawyer through the street, Sometimes lifted from his feet, Sometimes o’er the noddle beat, Toward the jail. Now upon a truss of straw, Lies the counsellor-at-law, Wishing Satan had his paw On wily Cora Lee. For himself to grief is brought, While the _animus_ he sought Running is, as free as thought, Or like his fee. Footnote 1: Private enmity towards the prisoner. [Illustration] A BRILLIANT FORENSIC EFFORT. Having learned that a highly-educated and respectable lady of this city had instituted a suit in one of our courts for the purpose of obtaining a divorce from her husband, I stepped into the hall of justice to learn how the case progressed. The fact of a young wife demanding a separation in a country like this, which is proverbial for its separations, is nothing to be wondered at, and I was considerably surprised, on reaching the court room, to find it so full of people that I could hardly gain admittance. I was not so much astonished at the great rush, however, when informed by the bailiff that the ground on which the lady rested her case was that her husband snored. As I entered, the plaintiff’s lawyer commenced addressing the court. He entered into the case with the spirit and fire of a Clay or a Webster. After reviewing and commenting largely upon the testimony given in the case, he ended his argument in the following words:— [Illustration: THE ADVOCATE.]