sions in the Lower
Courts to the bitter end in one of the divisions of the Court of
Session. After the decision of this tribunal affirming the judgment he
had appealed against, and thus finally blasting his fondest hopes, he
was heard to mutter as he left the Court: "They ca' themselves senators
o' the College o' Justice, but it's ma opeenion they're a' the waur o'
drink!"

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It was only a small point of law, but the two counsel were hammering at
each other tooth and nail. They had been submitting this and that to his
lordship for twenty minutes, and growing more and more heated as they
argued. At last: "You're an ass, sir!" shrieked one. "And you're a liar,
sir!" roared the other. Then the judge woke up. "Now that counsel have
identified each other," said he, "let us proceed to the disputed
points."

A recent eminent judge of the Scottish Bench when sitting to an artist
for his portrait was asked what he thought of the likeness. His
lordship's reply was that he thought it good enough, but he would have
liked "to see a little more dislike to Gladstone's Irish Bills in the
expression."

Lord Shand's shortness of stature has been a theme of several stories.
When he left Edinburgh after sitting as a judge of the Court of Session
for eighteen years, one of his colleagues suggested that a statue ought
to be erected to him. "Or shall we say a statuette?" was the remark of
another friend. His lordship lived at Newhailes--the property of one of
the Dalrymple family, several members of which were eminent judges in
the late seventeenth and the early eighteenth centuries--and travelled
to town by rail. The guard was a pawky Aberdonian, and had evidently
been greatly struck by Lord Shand's appearance, for his customary
salutation to him, delivered no doubt in a parental and patronising
fashion, was: "And fu (how) are ye the day, ma lordie?" His lordship's
manner of receiving this greeting is not recorded. Still another
anecdote on the same subject is that when still an advocate, it was
proposed to make Mr. Shand a Judge of Assize. On the proposal being
mentioned to a colleague famous for his caustic wit, the latter with a
good-humoured sneer which raised a hearty laugh at the expense of his
genial friend, remarked: "Ah, a judge of a size, indeed."

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[Illustration: GEORGE YOUNG, LORD YOUNG.]

Lord Young's wit was of this caustic turn and not in