Beyond the marsh1, perhaps half way to the village, is the residence and office of Judge Cassius Blossom, the local Dogberry, the repository of the conflicting interests, and final arbiter5 in most of the petty dissensions of the sparsely6 settled country in which he lives.{230}
The “Jedge” was a faithful member of the solemn conclaves7 of the wise ones with the chin whiskers at the general store in the sleepy village, where he often reversed the decisions of the supreme8 court. His chair in the charmed circle around the big old-fashioned stove, and among the sawdust cuspidors, in winter, and out on the platform under the awning9 in summer, was looked upon as the resting-place of about as much legal wisdom, and about as much bad whisky, as one man could comfortably carry around. His dissertations10 were always anxiously listened to and absorbed by his auditors11, each according to his capacity. His opinions and observations were variously interpreted to the home firesides around through the country at night, according to the intellectual limitations of the narrator.
“The Jedge says that they’s some cases that’s agin the common law, an’ they’s some cases that’s agin the stattoot law, but about this ’ere case he was talkin’ about, ’e said ’e’d ’ave to look up sumpen. He told about a case where some feller ’ad sued another feller fer some money that was owin’ to ’im, but ’e’d lost the notes, but ’e was goin’ to{232} git a judgment12 agin this feller all the same, an’ make a levy13 on ’im. You bet I’m goin’ to be thar when this case comes up in court an’ see wot’s doin’. The Jedge is sharper’n a tack14, an’ you bet them fellers over to the county seat ain’t goin’ to put nothin’ over on’ im, if ’e’s sober. He’ll make points on all of ’em, but if ’e goes over thar an’ sets ’round Fogarty’s place boozin’, ’e’ll lose out.”
In talking with Sipes, one afternoon, about some of the roads in the back country, he suggested that we take a walk over to the Judge’s house and see him. “The Jedge has got a map that’s got all them things on it. The ol’ feller deals in law, an’ land, an’ fire insurance, an’ everythin’ else.”
After Sipes had carefully shut the door of his shanty16, and secured it with an old iron padlock, we started on our journey. He said that he generally locked the place up when he went away, as “there was sometimes some fellers snoopin’ ’round that might swipe sumpen, an’ the Jedge told me oncet that if anybody ever busted17 open the lock, it would show bulgarious intent, an’ they’d git sent up fer it if they ever got caught, but if they went in{233} when the place wasn’t locked, it was trespass18 on the case, or sumpen like that.”
We trudged19 along through the deep sand for half a mile or so, and then turned through an opening in the dunes20 where the road came in. Our walk led through the broken wet country for about a mile before we came to more solid ground. On the way across the marshy strip the old man pointed21 out familiar spots where he had “lambasted pretty near a whole flock o’ ducks at one shot.” In another place he had once spent nearly an hour in “sneakin’ up on a bunch o’ wooden decoys that some feller had out, an’ when I shot into ’em you’d a thought a ton o’ lead ’ad struck a lumber22 pile. The feller yelled when I fired. He was back in some weeds, an’ I guess ’e was afraid there was goin’ to be sumpen doin’ on ’im with the other bar’l if ’e didn’t yell.”
A tamarack swamp, about half a mile away, was a favorite haunt for rabbits in the winter. He often went over there on the ice after there had been a light fall of snow.
“Them little beasts are pretty foxy, but I just go over there an’ set still, an’ when one of ’em comes{234} hoppin’ ’round out in the open, I shoot the fillin’ out of ’im. I’ve got as many as twenty there in one day.
“When we git over to the Jedge’s house, don’t you go ag’inst none o’ that whisky that ’e’s got in a big black bottle in the under part of ’is desk. He calls the bottle ‘Black Betty,’ an’ it’s ter’ble stuff. It kicks pretty near as hard as my ol’ scatter23 gun, an’ ’e has to keep a glass stopper in the bottle. A common cork24 would be et up. A man that laps up whisky like that has to have a sheet-iron stummick, an’ I guess the Jedge’s got one all right, fer ’e’s bin25 hittin’ it fer years.
“He fills the bottle up out of a big demijohn, that ’e gits loaded up from a partic’lar bar’l at Fogarty’s place over to the county seat when ’e goes to court, an’ lots o’ times when ’e don’t go to court. The bar’l replenishes27 the demijohn, the demijohn replenishes Black Betty, an’ Black Betty replenishes the Jedge, an’ after that the Jedge has to replenish26 Fogarty—so it all works ’round natural—an’ the Jedge keeps a skinful all the time.
“A white man could drink the grog we used to have on the ship an’ still see, but the Jedge’s dope{235} would make a hole in a pine board, an’ you pass it by.”
This I solemnly promised to do.
“I notice that them fellers that take up stiddy boozin’ have to ’tend to it all the time. When ol’ Jedge Blossom finds out that them law cases that ’e’s always talkin’ about interferes28 with ’is boozin’, ’e’ll quit monkeyin’ with ’em. It must a bin a sweet country that ’e bloomed in. Pretty near every time I go to see ’im, ’e ain’t home. They say ’e’s off ’tendin’ to some important cases before the master in chancery. Them cases is prob’ly mostly before Black Betty, fer I notice ’e always comes home from ’em stewed29, an’ sometimes ’is horse comes home alone an’ ’e comes later. He takes drinks lots o’ times when ’e don’t need ’em. He just drops ’em in to hear ’em spatter.
“They’ll find ’im in a catamose condition some day when ’e’s over to the county seat, that ’e won’t come out of, an’ when it’s all over they can dispose of ’is remains30 by just pourin’ ’im back into Fogarty’s bar’l. All that’ll be left of ’im’ll be ’is thirst, an’ they’d better put wot’ll be left of ’is fire insurance business in with ’im, fer ’e’ll need some.{236}”
The old man’s entertaining review of the frailties31 of the “Jedge,” and of alcoholic32 humanity in general, continued until we arrived at our destination.
The small frame house, which was once white, but now a dingy33 gray, was adorned34 with faded green blinds. It stood about fifty feet back from the road. Some mournful evergreens35 stood in painful regularity36 in the front yard. The fence was somewhat dilapidated, and on it was a weather-beaten sign:
Cassius Blossom, J.P.,
Attorney and Counsellor at Law,
Notary37 Public,
Fire Insurance, Real Estate.
A gravel38 walk, fringed with white shells, led from the rickety gate to the rather ecclesiastical-looking front door. Sipes remarked in passing that “them white shells was to help the Jedge steer39 ’is course on dark nights, when ’e was three sheets in the wind, an’ beatin’ up aginst it.”
There was a brown bell-handle near the door, and when it was pulled we could hear a prolonged, hoarse40 tinkling41 somewhere off in the rear of the{237} house. We soon heard footsteps, and a forbidding-looking female opened the door. She was quite tall and angular. A few faded freckles42 around the nose—a mass of frowsy red hair, liberally streaked43 with gray—a general untidiness—and a glint in her yellowish-brown eyes, as she peered out at us over her brass44-rimmed spectacles, produced impressions that were anything but assuring.
On being admitted to the house, we were ushered45 into the “library,” which also evidently served as a dining-room and office. A round table stood in the middle of the room, covered with a soiled red and white fringed table cloth. A hair-cloth sofa, with some broken springs and bits of excelsior protruding46 from underneath47, occupied one side of the apartment, and there were several chairs of the same repellant material. A narrow roll-top combination desk and bookcase, freely splotched with ink-stains, stood near the window. Behind the dusty glass doors of the bookcase were a few well-worn books, bound in sheepskin. The first volume of Blackstone’s Commentaries, a copy of Parsons on Contracts, two or three volumes of court reports, and the Revised Statutes48 of the state, completed the assemblage of legal lore49.{238}
The pictures on the walls consisted of some stiff-looking crayon portraits in gloomy frames, evidently copied from old photographs—all of which were very bad—another somber50 frame containing a fly-specked steel engraving51 of the justices of the U. S. Supreme Court, and still another, out of which the stern and noble face of Daniel Webster looked into the room. His immeasurable services to his country did not prevent him from leaving a malign52 influence behind him. His unfortunate example convinces many budding statesmen and promising53 lawyers that the human intellect is not soluble54 in alcohol, and they are lulled55 into the belief that the brilliancy of his mind was not dimmed by his indulgences. They emulate56 his weakness, as well as his strength, and console themselves in their cups with the greatness of Webster.
The “Jedge” sat at the desk, without his coat, writing, his back toward us. His shirt-sleeves, and his wide stand-up collar, were not clean. Evidently he was very busy and must not be disturbed just yet. With a solemn wink57 of his solitary58 eye, and an expressive59 gesture, Sipes attracted my attention to a faint wreath of softly ascending60 smoke{239} issuing from a cob pipe, which was lying on a window-sill on the opposite side of the room, which suggested that the important business at the desk may have commenced when the bell rang.
Evidently the “Jedge” appreciated the tactical advantage which preoccupation always establishes when business callers come. The visitor, in being compelled to await the disposal of more weighty matters, is duly humbled61 and impressed with the fact that, at least so far as time is concerned, he is a suppliant62 and not a dictator.
Dissimulation63 is an universal practice of man and woman kind. A pessimistic student of the complexities64 of the human comedy might, with much justice, conclude that at least half of the people on the globe—and especially of those who are super-civilized—pretend, to a greater or less degree, to be something that they are not, and the other half pretend not to be something that they are.
Further thought upon this subject was interrupted by the “Jedge.” The cane-seated swivel chair turned with a loud squeak65, and we were before the disciple66 of Blackstone & Bacchus—that{240} famous firm whose dissolution the shade of Webster will never permit.
He was a spare, red-faced man, of perhaps sixty-five, with white hair and tobacco-stained whiskers. His prominent nose appeared to be a little swollen67 and wore a deep blush. With a learned frown he looked out of his deep-set and bloodshot eyes, over the tops of his spectacles. His voice was deep and hoarse.
“Good morning, gentlemen. What can I do for you?”
It was afternoon, but, as the uncharitable Sipes suggested later, “the Jedge prob’ly hadn’t got home last night yet, or mebbe ’e’d just got up.”
“You will have to excuse me for keeping you waiting, but I’ve just been preparing the final papers in a very important case that I’ve got to file in court by Saturday. I’ve had to work on them steadily68 for the past few days, as there are some very complicated questions of law involved, and I’ve had to look up a lot of decisions. I am now entirely69 at your service.”
After being formally introduced by my friend Sipes, I explained the object of the visit. The{241} “Jedge” was very cordial. He arose from his chair, walked impressively, and with much dignity, across the room, resumed his cob pipe, which was still alive, and raised the lid of an old leather-covered trunk, bound with brass nails. After a long search he produced the desired map and spread it out on the table.
“Before we take up this matter of the roads, I think, gentlemen, that we had better have a little refreshment70.”
We both politely declined his invitation and expressed a preference for some cold water. He seemed disappointed, and, with a surprised and curious glance at Sipes, returned to the desk, opened one of the lower doors, and gently lifted “Black Betty” out of the gloom.
“I haven’t been feeling very well for several days, and I’ve had some pains in my back. If you’ll excuse me for drinking alone, I’ll just take a little bracer.” Sipes’ solitary eye again closed expressively71, as the “Jedge” removed the stopper, grasped the big bottle firmly around the neck, and tilted72 it among his whiskers with a motion that no tyro73 could ever hope to imitate.{242}
The answering gurgle indicated that the “bracer” was “going home,” and that, to say the least, it was not homeopathic. After the restoration of “Black Betty” to her hiding-place, the “Jedge” resumed the conversation, without referring to the cold water which we had suggested. Possibly the mention of it had affected74 him unpleasantly.
He explained the map in detail, and told of several changes that would have to be made in a new one. This led to long accounts, punctuated75 with more winks76 by Sipes, of petty litigation, in which he had taken a prominent part, as a result of which a lot of land had been condemned77 and some new roads established. Had it not been for him, the highways would have been “entirely inadequate78, and in very poor condition.”
In summing up his public services he said that he had lived in that part of the state for about thirty years. His advice was now being generally followed, and the country was beginning to pick up. He had several small farms for sale which he would like to show me, if I thought of locating around there; in fact, there was nothing anywhere in that part of the country that was not for sale.{243}
I told him that my interest in the subject was entirely of an artistic79 character.
“Well, if that’s the case, I can show you a lot of fine scenes, and if you’ll come over some day and get into a buggy with me, I’ll drive you over to the county seat when I go to court.”
He seemed much flattered when I asked him to allow me to make a sketch80 of him. After it was finished, he examined it critically, to the intense amusement of Sipes. He thought the nose was a little too big, and the hair was “too much mussed up.” He also thought that the drawing made him look a little older than he was, and that the eye was not quite natural, “but of course I can’t see the side of my face, and it may be all right.
“As you are interested in art, you’ll enjoy looking at my pictures.”
He then showed me the array on the walls, of which he was very proud. The crayon portrait of his first wife, with the cheeks tinted81 pink and the ear-rings gilded82, he thought “was a fine piece of work.” A man had come along, about ten years ago, and had made three “genuine crayon portraits” for ten dollars. The “Jedge” supposed that{244} “now days they would be worth a great deal more than that.” The other two “genuine crayon portraits” represented his father and mother, an antiquated83 couple in the Sunday dress of pioneer days, who looked severely84 out of their heavy frames. The man had taken the old daguerreotypes away to be copied, and when the completed goods were delivered, he claimed that “the frames alone were worth as much as the pictures.” In this he was quite right.
The “Jedge” wanted to show me an album containing pictures of the rest of his relatives, but fortunately he was unable to find it. In searching for it, however, he ran across a box containing a collection of Indian arrow heads, flint implements85, and spears, which were of absorbing interest. He had found some of them himself, and numerous friends, knowing of his hobby, had furnished him with many of these valuable relics86 of the red man, whose white brothers came with guns and strong waters and appropriated his heritage.
He soon began to show signs of more pains in his back. With an apologetic reference to them, and with more sly winks from Sipes, “Black Betty{245}” was again produced, and her fiery87 fluid again solaced88 the arid89 esophagus of the “Jedge.”
The contents of the bottle were evidently getting dangerously low. He excused himself for a minute, and took it into the next room, where he refilled it from the big demijohn that stood in the corner. Sipes indulged in many amusing grimaces90 as the sounds from the other room indicated that “Black Betty’s” condition had again become normal.
After we had talked a little while longer, Sipes related to the “Jedge” the story of the tangled91 set lines, over which he and “Happy Cal” had got into trouble years ago, and wanted to know “what the law was.”
After listening carefully to all of the facts, the “Jedge” cleared his throat slightly and delivered his opinion.
This preliminary slight clearing of the throat implies deliberation, and often adds impressiveness to a forthcoming utterance92. Sipes remarked later, that “nobody never lived that was as wise as the Jedge looked when ’e hemmed93 a little an’ got on ’is legal frown.{246}”
“It seems from the facts before us, that the mass of property under consideration was discovered on the shore, about half-way between the homes of the two claimants, neither of whom, as a matter of fact, possessed94 original title to it. The position of the mass when found brings up several difficult questions of law, involving facts which are malum in se. A portion of it was on the surface of the water, a portion of it was submerged, and still another portion was on dry land. According to maritime95 law, that portion on the surface was flotsam, and that portion which was submerged was jetsam. The laws affecting flotsam and jetsam would prevail as to these two portions, but as to the portion which rested on dry land, I am inclined to think that the lex loci would apply.”
Whereupon, the bewildered Sipes asked, “Who done this?”
Disregarding the interruption, the “Jedge” again slightly cleared his throat and continued:
“A priori, I am of opinion that prima facie evidence of ownership rests with possession, and that the onus96 probandi must necessarily be ex adverso.” The “Jedge” then stated that the opinion{247} would cost half a dollar. Sipes was speechless, but paid the fee.
The “Jedge” had charged “Happy Cal” a dollar one night, years ago, for an opinion in the same case. He had advised Cal “not to disturb the status quo.” The dazed client paid the money and disappeared into the darkness. He probably stopped at Sipes’s place, where the untangled lines were stretched out to dry, and cut them up, on his way home, thus disposing of the “status quo” entirely.
It was to the credit of the “Jedge” that he never took any more than his clients had, and they could always come back when they had more.
We finally thanked the “Jedge” for his courtesy, and bade him good-bye.
On the way back I reimbursed97 Sipes in the matter of the half-dollar which he had paid for the opinion, as it had really been worth more to me than it was to him. After we had left the house, the old man’s comments on the visit were earnest and caustic98.
“Wot d’ye think o’ the gall99 o’ that old cuss chargin’ me half a dollar fer all that noise ’e made{248} about them lines? I don’t know that feller Losey ’e spoke100 of. He was never ’round ’ere at all, an’ ’e never ’ad nothin’ to do with them lines, an’ that melon in the sea, that ’e told about, was all bunk101. There was nothin’ like that near that bunch o’ stuff. I don’t know what ever become o’ Cal. He may be now in spotless robes, fer all I know, but I know ’e cut up them lines just the same. There was about two miles of ’em, when they was fixed102 up an’ stretched out, an’ they was worth some money, an’ as long as the feller that ’ad ’em out in the lake didn’t come along to claim ’em, they was mine. Cal never ’ad no bus’ness with ’em, an’ I don’t need to mosey over an’ pay that old tank fifty cents to find it out, neither. Cash us Blossom is a good name fer him, all right. He’s everythin’ I said ’e was on the way over, an’ more, too. He’s got some fresh money now, an’ I’ll bet the demijohn’ll be trundled over to the county seat the first thing in the mornin’. He can buy a lot o’ the kind o’ Whisky ’e drinks fer half a dollar.
“He lays ’is demijohn on the side, underneath, when ’e starts out, but when ’e drives home it’s always standin’ up in the back o’ the buggy, so{249} nothin’ ’ll spill, an’ that’s more’n the Jedge could do. When I see ’im drivin’ on the road, I can always tell, by where the demijohn is, whether ’e’s got a cargo103 or travelin’ light. That heap big Injun dignity that ’e’s always puttin’ on when ’e makes them spiels o’ his, gives me tired feelin’s. You can’t mix up dignity with whisky without spoilin’ both of ’em. If ’e ever comes over to my place, you can turn me into snakes if I don’t charge ’im a half a dollar fer the first question ’e asks. I’ll bet ’e won’t come though, fer I’m too near the water. I wish I could sic old Doc Looney on ’im some time. He wouldn’t stay afloat long after the Doc got to ’im.”
I asked Sipes if the forbidding-looking female who came to the door was the Judge’s wife.
“Not on yer life,” he replied. “If ’e had a wife, she’d kill ’im. That ol’ cactus104 is ’is housekeeper105. She’s a distant relative o’ some kind, an’ she’s just waitin’ fer Black Betty to finish ’im up so’s she’ll git the house.”
We arrived at Sipes’s place about dusk. I had left my boat on the beach, and, as the old man helped me push it into the water, he indulged in{250} final anathemas106 against the “Jedge.” He shook his fist in his direction and said that “when we go over there ag’in we’d better leave our money in the shanty.”
I happened to stop at the store in the sleepy village one hot day during the following summer. The “Jedge” was just getting into his buggy, but stopped and greeted me cordially. I intended leaving for home that evening, and he kindly107 offered to take me to the railroad station, about five miles away. I gladly accepted his offer, although he did not appear to be in a very good condition to drive a horse.
On the way across the country he recited his public services, discussed the details of his “important cases,” and unfolded his dreams of the future of the county.
We arrived at the station just in time to enable me to jump quickly out of the buggy and catch the train that was pulling out. I paused on the rear platform to call out a good-bye to the “Jedge,” but he had tried to make too short a turn on the narrow road, and the buggy was lying on its side, much twisted up. The horse had stopped and was{251} looking inquiringly back from between the broken thills. The “Jedge,” who was partially108 under the wreck109, but evidently unhurt, waved a cheerful farewell at me as the train passed the water tank, and in the distance I could see that he was getting safely out of the scrape.
The station agent and a few villagers, who had come to the depot110 to see that the train arrived and departed properly, were going to his assistance.
From about two miles away I saw the black buggy top slowly resume its normal position and begin to move on the road. The “Jedge” was probably by this time much in need of “refreshment,” and, as he was now on the way to the county seat, relief was not very far off. Undoubtedly111 his friend Fogarty would fully15 and deeply sympathize with him in his troubles as long as his cash lasted.
He was one of the pathetic failures whom we meet daily in the walks of life. Naturally gifted, and fairly well educated, he had started bravely out on his road of destiny, with noble ambitions and alluring112 hopes. In the early part of the jour{252}ney he had lifted a fatal chalice113 to his lips, and the way became dark. He drifted from the highway that might have led to fame and fortune to the still by-path in which we found him. Because he was not strong, he fell—as countless114 others have fallen before him.
The shadow of “Black Betty” has fallen over a chair in the sleepy village that is now empty, and it may be that the poor old “Jedge” is arguing his own plea for mercy before a greater Court. Let us hope that his final appeal may bring forgiveness and peace.
The stone, simple and suggestive, which was erected115 to his memory, was designed and paid for by his friends. Even Sipes relented and requested Catfish116 John to put fifty cents in “cash-money” into the contribution box at the store for him.
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