GOING TO LAW.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 17170, 13 October 1923, Page 8

GOING TO LAW.

BY WALT MASON. My uncle. J. Christopher Sawyer, was evermore going to law; each day he consulted his lawyer, with anger and grief in his craw 7. Mv uncle was always offended, his rights had been tramped in the mire, and so to bis lawyer be wended, all bubbling with virtuous ire. His lawyers were ranting and yelling in courtrooms both his dwelling, and lawyers have taken his car. My uncle was hunting for trouble, and found it wherever be went; liis lawsuits went single and double, until he had blown every cent. And now there is woe in his noodle, and deep are the seams on his brow : a lawyer has taken his poodle, a lawyer is milking his cow. As plaintiff or else as defendant, my uncle was always in court, where language profound and resplendent gave legal spellbinders their sport. He always was facing the Daniel who sagely to judgement bad come: and lawyers have taken bis spaniel, and lawyers have collared his drum. The lawyers are blowing his riches, the lawyers are wearing his duds, while he. in his hand-me-down breeches, is hungry for bacon and spuds. The lawyers, majestic ancl mighty, regard him with, smiles as they rant; a lawyer is using bis nightie, a lawyer eloped with liis aunt.