THE COURT.

When the swearing of the jury is going on, how good, and how natural is

the scene with the unfortunate chemist.

'Answer to your names, gentlemen that you may be sworn,' said the

gentleman in black. 'Richard Upwitch.'

'Here,' said the greengrocer.

'Thomas Groffin.'

'Here,' said the chemist.

'Take the book, gentlemen. You shall well and truly try--'

'I beg this court's pardon,' said the chemist, who was a tall, thin,

yellow-visaged man, 'but I hope this court will excuse my

attendance.'

'On what grounds, sir?' replied Mr. Justice Stareleigh.

'I have no assistant, my Lord,' said the chemist.

'I can't help that, sir,' replied Mr. Justice Stareleigh. 'You

should hire one.'

'I can't afford it, my Lord,' rejoined the chemist.

'Then you ought to be able to afford it, sir,' said the judge,

reddening; for Mr. Justice Stareleigh's temper bordered on the

irritable, and brooked not contradiction.

'I know I _ought_ to do, if I got on as well as I deserved, but I

don't, my Lord,' answered the chemist.

'Swear the gentleman,' said the judge, peremptorily.

The officer had got no farther than the 'You shall well and truly

try,' when he was again interrupted by the chemist.

'I am to be sworn, my Lord, am I?' said the chemist.

'Certainly, sir,' replied the testy little judge.

'Very well, my Lord,' replied the chemist in a resigned manner.

'There'll be murder before this trial's over; that's all. Swear me,

if you please, sir;' and sworn the chemist was, before the judge

could find words to utter.

'I merely wanted to observe, my Lord,' said the chemist, taking his

seat with great deliberation, 'that I've left nobody but an errand

boy in my shop. He is a very nice boy, my Lord, but he is not

acquainted with drugs; and I know that the prevailing impression on

his mind is, that Epsom salts means oxalic acid; and syrup of senna,

laudanum. That's all, my Lord.' With this, the tall chemist

composed himself into a comfortable attitude, and, assuming a

pleasant expression of countenance, appeared to have prepared himself

for the worst.

One who was born in the same year as Boz, but who was to live for thirty

years after him, Henry Russell--composer and singer of "The Ivy

Green"--was, when a youth, apprenticed to a chemist, and when about ten

years old, that is five years before Bardell _v._ Pickwick, was left in

charge of the shop. He discovered just in time that he had served a

customer who had asked for Epsom salts with poison sufficient to kill

fifty people. On this he gave up the profession. I have little doubt

that he told this story to his friend a dozen years later, and that it

was on Boz's mind when he wrote. Epsom salts was the drug mentioned in

both instances.

It must be said that even in our day a defendant for Breach, with Mr.

Pickwick's story and surroundings, would have had small chance with a

city jury. They saw before them a benevolent-looking Lothario, of a

Quaker-like air, while all the witnesses against him were his three most

intimate friends and his own man.

We have, of course, testy judges now, who may be "short" in manner, but I

think it can be affirmed that no judge of our day could behave to counsel

or witnesses as Mr. Justice Stareleigh did. It is, in fact, now the tone

for a judge to affect a sort of polished courtesy, and to impart a sort

of light gaiety to the business he is transacting. All asperity and

tyrannous rudeness is held to be out of place. Hectoring and bullying of

witnesses will not be tolerated. The last exhibition was perhaps that of

the late Dr. Kenealy in the Tichborne case.

All the swearing of jurymen before the court, with the intervention of

the judge, has been got rid of. The Master of the Court, or Chief Clerk,

has a number of interviews--at his public desk--with important

individuals, bringing him signed papers. These are excuses of some

sort--medical certificates, etc.--with a view to be "let off" serving.

Some--most, perhaps--are accepted, some refused. A man of wealth and

importance can have little difficulty. Of course this would be denied by

the jurists: but, somehow, the great guns contrive not to attend. At ten

o'clock this officer proceeds to swear the jury, which is happily

accomplished by the time the judge enters.

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