WHAT WAS LEFT FOR THE LITIGANT.
The following old story heard the other day illustrates how little may be gained by a lawsuit, even when it goes in favor of the plaintiff: One Jason Williams, of Petersham, while driving through the street, was thrown from his buggy—owing to some neglect of the authorities—and injured. His demand for damages not meeting with a response from the Selectmen, he secured the services of "old Squire Wetherell," of Barre, in his behalf, and, after the usual proceedings in such an affair, the trial resulted in a verdict of $50 for the plaintiff. Soon after this Mr. Williams called upon the squire for the bill. "Fifty dollars, Mr. Williams, is my bill," said the squire. "Fifty dollars!" exclaimed the surprised Jason; "fifty dollars! But what have I got?" "Oh, you," said the lawyer, "why, you've got the case."—Boston Advertiser.