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Title: By Advice of Counsel

Author: Arthur Train

Release Date: April 11, 2004 [EBook #11987]

Language: English

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[Illustration: At that moment ... Mr. Tutt emerged from behind the jury box
and took his stand at Tony's side.]

By Advice of Counsel

Being Adventures of
the Celebrated Firm of

Tutt & Tutt

Attorneys & Counsellors at Law

By

Arthur Train

With Frontispiece

By Arthur William Brown

Published March, 1921

CONTENTS

THE SHYSTER

THE KID AND THE CAMEL

CONTEMPT OF COURT

BY ADVICE OF COUNSEL

"THAT SORT OF WOMAN"

YOU'RE ANOTHER!

BEYOND A REASONABLE DOUBT

The Shyster

Shyster, n. [Origin obscure.] One who does business trickily; a
person without professional honor: used chiefly of lawyers; as,
pettifoggers and shysters.--CENTURY DICTIONARY.

When Terry McGurk hove the brick through the window of Froelich's
butcher shop he did it casually, on general principles, and without any
idea of starting anything. He had strolled unexpectedly round the corner
from his dad's saloon, had seen the row going on between Froelich and
the gang of boys that after school hours used the street in front of the
shop as a ball ground, and had merely seized the opportunity to
vindicate his reputation as a desperado and put one over on the
Dutchman. The fact that he had on a red sweater was the barest
coincidence. Having observed the brick to be accurately pursuing its
proper trajectory he had ducked back round the corner again and
continued upon his way rejoicing. He had not even noticed Tony Mathusek,
who, having accidentally found himself in the midst of the melee, had
started to beat a retreat the instant of the crash, and had run plump
into the arms of Officer Delany of the Second. Unfortunately Tony too
was wearing a red sweater.

"I've got you, you young devil!" exulted Delany. "Here's one of 'em,
Froelich!"

"Dot's him! It was a feller mit a red sw