“ Prisoner at the bar,” said the chief-justice, “you hear the statement of counsel. Is it your desire to commit the management of your defence to your next of kin?”
“ To anybody, your honors, if the court please,” returned Noah, furiously masticating his beloved w**d; “to anybody who will do it well, my honorables, and do it cheap.”
“ And do you adopt, under the provisions of the statute in such cases made and provided, Aaron Downright as one of your next of kin, and if so, in what capacity?”
“ I do—I do—my lords and your honors—I do, body and soul—if you please, I adopt the brigadier as my father; and my fellow human being and tried friend, Sir John Goldencalf, here, I adopt him as my mother.”
The court now formally assenting, the facts were entered of record, and my brother D
