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THE JONES COUNTY CALF CASE
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Hubbard was the greatest combination of lawyer and advocate that I have ever had the pleasure of listening to. Colonel Charles A. Clark, Judge Hubbard's partner at one time, a most eminent lawyer, a sure enough lawyer. He had been vaccinated for a lawyer, and so had all his brothers, five of them, and every time the vaccination worked. They were, every man-chick of them, lawyers. Some of them were freaks, too, but not Colonel Charles A., a most eminent and agreeable lawyer. A. R. McCoy, of the Clinton bar, a real lawyer. Louis Boies, ex-Governor Boies' son, who died a number of years ago. There are gentlemen here who knew Louis Boies and heard him try law suits, and those of you who never heard your Louis Boies try a law suit,—your lives lack one stave of being round. That old man Boies bred true, especially when he got both of those boys, Louis, now dead, and the Judge now upon the bench. They were most agreeable men. Honorable M. P. Smith. We call him on account of his initials, Member of Parliament Smith—M. P. I saw him the night before last. He is either eighty-five years old, or a hundred and eighty-five, I don't know which it is, but I am here to tell you, gentlemen, that when that old critter gets onto the bench and pulls that lock of hair down so that he looks like an infuriated buffalo, he can do a great deal of hooking. O. C. Miller, of the Waterloo bar, once a leading lawyer up there. Judge Crouch, of the Waterloo bar, once a leading lawyer up there also.

Another little story I want to tell you—because this is nothing but a story—and that is what Bob said when the defendants began to die. Bob was the last one of the parties, of the eight parties, to die. I met him on the street here in Cedar Rapids one day, and I said "Bob, I understand So-and-So (one of the defendants) is dead." "Yes," Bob said. Just to have fun with Bob I said, "Where do you suppose he has gone to?" "Oh," Bob says, "I think he is in hell." "Well," I said, "Bob, that is too bad." "But," he says, "I think he's there." After awhile another one died, and I had the same conversation with Bob and he expressed the same opinion as to where he had gone to. But after all of the defendants were dead I met the