which, according to Ned Ward, the sempstresses of Westminster-hall nicely “pleated,” to the satisfaction of the “young students” learned in the law. Enough has, probably, been said of the engraving, to obtain regard to it as an object worth notice. The first day of term is occupied, in the common law courts, by the examination of bail for persons who have been arrested, and whose opponents will not consent to the bail justifying before a judge at his chambers. A versified exemplification of this proceeding in the court of King’s Bench, was written when lord Mansfield was chief, and Mr. Willes a justice of the court; a person named Hewitt was then cryer, Mr. Mingay, a celebrated counsel, still remembered, is represented as opposing the bail proposed by Mr. Baldwin, another counsel: KING’S-BENCH PRACTICE. CHAP. 10. OF JUSTIFYING BAIL. _Baldwin._ Hewitt, call Taylor’s bail,--for I Shall now proceed to justify. _Hewitt._ Where’s Taylor’s bail? _1st Bail._------------------ I can’t get in. _Hewitt._ Make way. _Lord Mansfield._---- For heaven’s sake begin. _Hewitt._ But where’s the other? _2d Bail._---------------------- Here I stand. _Mingay._ I must except to both.--Command Silence,--and if your lordship crave it, _Austen_ shall read our affidavit. _Austen._ _Will._ _Priddle_, late of Fleet-street, gent. Makes oath and saith, that late he went To Duke’s-place, as he was directed By notice, and he there expected To find both bail--but none could tell Where the first bail lived-- _Mingay._ --------------- Very well. _Austen._ And this deponent further says, That, asking who the second was, He found he’d bankrupt been, and yet Had ne’er obtained certificate. When to his house deponent went, He full four stories high was sent, And found a lodging almost bare; No furniture, but half a chair, A table, bedstead, broken fiddle And a bureau. (Signed) _William Priddle._ Sworn at my chambers. _Francis Buller._ _Mingay._ No affidavit can be fuller. Well, friend, you’ve heard this affidavit, What do you say? _2d Bail._----Sir, by your leave, it Is all a lie. _Mingay._ Sir, have a care, What is your trade? _2d Bail._------- A scavenger. _Mingay._ And, pray, sir, were you never found Bankrupt? _2d Bail._ I’m worth a thousand pound. _Mingay._ A thousand pound, friend, boldly said-- In what consisting? _2d Bail._------- Stock in trade. _Mingay._ And, pray, friend, tell me,--do you know What sum you’re bail for? _2d Bail._------------- Truly no. _Mingay._ My lords, you hear,--no oaths have check’d him: I hope your lordships will-- _Willes._---------------- Reject him. _Mingay._ Well, friend, now tell me where _you_ dwell. _1st Bail._ Sir, I have liv’d in Clerkenwell