CHAPTER XIII. 



It was the May Term of Court. There was a hill in 

 the proceedings, and tlie Jiidg-e slightl}-^ beckoning, 1 

 approached the bencii. 



'"When are 3^ou going to tlie woods?" said he, unbend- 

 ing the awful brow of Justice, and with just tlie least un- 

 judicial twinkle in his eye. 



" I am thinking of taking in the Spring fishing, this year. 

 Judge, up in the Beaver River country. " 



"Is your part}'^ made up ? " 



" Well, the Editor of the Diurnal is going, for one. He 

 was sucli a ' hail fellow well met' last year that I was bound 

 to have him with me this year. And the Manager of the 

 Daily Flag Staff is going, so as to keep up the equipoise. 

 There's room for one more. A quartette is as essential in 

 the woods as iu an organ-loft. 



"They're both good fellows, "his Honor added. 



" If you'll enlist in this company, Judge, as a high-pri- 

 vate, I'll stipulate that you shall have a good time, — 

 weather and trout permitting. " 



"I'll go! " said the Judge, after a moment's reflection ; — 

 "Clerk, call a jury in No. 48. " 



In due time the Term ended, the necessary preliminaries 

 were completed, and one afternoon, late in May, found 



