The Reminiscences of Sir Henry Hawkins (Baron Brampton)Brampton, Henry Hawkins, Baron
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The Reminiscences of Sir Henry Hawkins (Baron Brampton)
Brampton, Henry Hawkins, Baron
Brampton, Henry Hawkins, Baron, 1817-1907; Judges -- Great Britain -- Biography
I little thought then that the only certain winner at the gaming-table
is _the table itself_, and made up my mind as I walked alone and
disappointed through Windsor Park, on my way to the station, that I
would never touch a card again--and I never did.
For the first time since setting out in the morning I felt hungry, and
bought a pennyworth of apples at a little stall kept by an old woman,
and a bottle of ginger-beer. Such was my frugal meal; and thus
sustained I tramped on, my return ticket being my only possession in
the world. I reached Paddington with a sorry heart, and walked to the
Temple, my good resolution my only comfort; but it was all-sufficient
for the occasion and for all time to come.
CHAPTER XI.
"CODD'S PUZZLE."
Having somewhat succeeded in my practice at Quarter Sessions, I
enlarged my field of adventure by attending the Old Bailey, hoping, of
course, to obtain some briefs at that court; and although I abandoned
the practice as a rule, I was, in after-life, on many occasions
retained to appear in cases which are still fresh in my memory. I was
with Edwin James, who was counsel for Mr. Bates, one of the partners
of Strahan and Sir John Dean Paul, bankers of the Strand, and who
were sentenced to fourteen years' transportation for fraudulently
misappropriating securities of their customers. I was counsel for a
young clerk to Leopold Redpath, the notorious man who was transported
for extensive forgeries upon the Great Northern Railway. The clerk was
justly acquitted by the jury.
My recollection of this period brings back many curious defences,
which illustrate the school of advocacy in which I studied. Whether
they contributed to my future success, I do not know, but that they
afforded amusement is proved by my remembering them at all.
Hertford and St. Albans were my chief places, my earliest attachments,
and are amongst my pleasantest memories. It seems childish to think of
them as scenes of my struggles, for when I come to look back I had
no struggles at all. I was merely practising like a cricketer at the
nets; there was nothing to struggle for except a verdict when it would
not come without some effort.
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