Nor do I think among Englishmen anyone resents such bias as your judges display in their everyday life. Mr. Justice Grantham, like "A. L.," was undoubtedly a man of strong conservative bias and showed it openly enough upon the bench, but he was adored on a working-class circuit, and no man was better beloved by all who practised or appeared before him, and no judge strove more earnestly to do justice. The fact is, bias is recognised among Englishmen as one of the sporting attributes of man and is as necessary to the instruments with which we play the game of life as to the "woods" in our old-world game upon the green. If there is any bias on the bench that is popularly and justly disliked it is a bias towards formalism and technicalities. Our law of old got a bad name for that, and in quiet places our reputation still sticks to us. There are still men and women in the English country-side who think there is some sort of disgrace attached to a law court. In the quiet County Courts of Kent and Sussex a defendant often complains in an aggrieved tone at being brought to a "place of this kind." It argues to his mind a want of delicacy in the plaintiff, and he states his case without the least hope that it will be decided on the merits. I remember an amusing expression of this feeling. A defendant, a cheery, round, pippin-faced jobmaster with a treble voice was sued by a farmer for keep of his horses in the farmers' field for several week-ends. "Well, I'll tell you about it," he piped diffidently in answer to my request for information, "for I might as well now I'm here. It was this way. I met Sandy in Crown Lane. I always call him Sandy--you must excuse me if I'm wrong, I've never been in a place like this before--and Sandy says to me, 'Jim, why don't you bring your 'orses down to my field for Sunday like you used to do last year?' Well, I brought my 'orses down on Sunday and I did that for some two or three months and then I took them away, and I meets Sandy and he says, 'Jim, why have you taken your 'orses away?' and I says, 'Because there ain't no food on your field for my 'orses.' He says to me, 'There's more food on my field than your 'orses is used to.' I says, 'Sandy, you know there's no feed in your field for my 'orses.' He says to me, 'If there ain't no feed in my field for your 'orses there's plenty of recreation for them.' 'Recreation?' I says; 'my 'orses don't want no recreation, they gets recreation in the bus through the week.' With that Sandy went his way and we never exchanged another word for three year, and now he brings me to this 'ere place for sixteen shillings and I've never been in a place like this before." I explained to the defendant that the County Court was really a place intended for an affair of this nature and thoroughly equipped to see it through, but he was not satisfied. "What right has he to bring me here?" he complained. "I never promised to pay him anything." "Was there no agreement between you?" I asked.