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Adlai E. Stevenson delivered an address on “The Lawyer in Politics."
(See the Appendir.)
The next address will be delivered by Judge Hallett. His life and services have been so intimately a part of the judicial history of this state, that of course no introduction of him to this audience is at all necessary.
Moses Hallett then delivered an address on “The Private Corporation in Sociology."
(See the Appendir.)
The meeting then adjourned until 7:30 p. m., the time set for the annual banquet.
The banquet was served at Broadmoor Casino, commencing at 7:30 p. m., of Friday. Ralph Talbot, of Denver, presided as toastmaster.
The following were present as guests of the association: Sdlai E. Stevenson, of Bloomington, Ill.; Judge John F. Philips, of Kansas City, Mo.; and Wilson E. Hemingway, of Little Rock, Ark.
At its close, President Charles E. Gast rose and said:
Gentlemen of the Association: The best part of this entertainment is, of course, reserved for the close. I had not intended introducing the toastmaster upon this occasion, Mr. Ralph Talbot, of Denver, because he is very well known among the members of the bar as distinguished for his learning, as well as for his wit. He insists that he can not do justice to himself upon this occasion unless he is properly introduced, although he insists, as a condition, that nothing shall be said as respects his record upon the fire and police board of Denver. He will now proceed to entertain this audience by his wit and wisdom.
Mr. President and Gentlemen-If the retiring President of this association had said the things of which I
requested him to say, I would not feel called upon now to inform him that in my judgment his review of the legislation of the last general assembly was not that perfect gem of accuracy which his self-sausfactory smile at its close would have seemed to indicate. The fact is that in the presence of distinguished guests from abroad-Vice-President Stevenson, Judge Philips and others-it was a capital occasion for him to have emphasized the patriotism of that body. The last general assembly passed a law wherein they designated the blue and white colors of the columbine as the emblematic colors of the state, and for fear that those colors might fade before the odor of the general assembly passed away, they attached to the bill an emergency clause so that it might go immediately into effect. Why Mr. Gast omitted that tribute to Colorado patriotism and loyalty to the government I am quite at a loss to understand. He had not banqueted at that time.
Now, I have used such little influence as I possess with the Secretary of the association in placing at least two vacant chairs between Judge Hallett and Mr. Gast. When I listened to the somewhat embittered and partisan resumé of legislation at the hands of Mr. Gast, and then contrasted it with the classic and generous spirit of Christian charity breathed through Judge Hallett's address, I felt that it would be wise to safe-guard against any possible violation of the amenities of social life in the way that I have done. The last time that Judge Hallett was known to have sworn was when he went to Mexico, and some one said to him: “Gringo."
A noted English divine and wit, Dean Aldrich, once assigned five reasons for taking an occasional drink. He tabulated them in this wise:
It seems to me, my brethren, that upon this, the second annual meeting of the Colorado Bar Association, we should, as citizens and as members of the profession so justly eulogized this morning by the distinguished gentleman upon my right, pledge anew our fealty to common country. I shall, therefore,
invite you to rise to your feet and empty your glasses in drinking to the toast which I shall propose:
“One flag; one land; one heart; one hand; one nation evermore.”
To-night I find myself in the situation in which the Tennessee law student was who, after spending some two years in the study of the statutes of the state, found that the general assembly which had adjourned just before he presented himself for examination had repealed all of the law that he knew. I relied—and it is singular that I should have done soupon the solemn assurance of Brother Hoyt that Judge Caldwell only needed a little coaxing to be present with us to-night to respond to a toast. And knowing that what I mainly needed, in order to get my sea legs on-I am not alluding to the seagreen turtle soup-was to make at least a part of a good speech in the beginning, I have devoted my leisure moments during the last three or four days to culling together pretty and pertinent things apropos of Judge Caldwell, and all that labor has been, hy the judge's absence, which we so deeply deplore, swept away from me. Prior to this condition of affairs I had congratulated myself upon being chosen toastmaster, but I do not know Now whether it is exactly the job that I was looking for. I feel a good deal like an old colored man who lived on place. Judge Philips will remember that after the close of the civil war Mr. Drake passed what was known in Missouri as the Draconian code, in which, among other peculiarities of legislation, he brought it about that colored people who had theretofore lived together as man and wife without the formality of marriage, should be united by some minister of the Gospel, justice of the peace, or other law officer, or suffer the penalties. After the law had been in operation for about a year a lady friend of mine went down to negro headquarters and found there old Thornton and his wife, Ann, who were blessed with a family of thirteen children. The lady said to Thornton: "Thornton, have you married Ann yet?" Thornton replied: "Well, no, Miss Alice, I ain't married ann yet, but I am a-thinking of it.” She then said: “Well, Thornton, the fact is that the good Republicans of this state have passed a law," and she explained in pretty strong and vigorous terms the law which wholly met with her approbation, and added, “unless this duty is performed and you marry Ann, you will be incarcerated in the
penitentiary." Thornton said: “Now, Miss Alice, I know that very well, and as I said, I have been a-thinking of it, but I ain't right dead sure that old Ann is 'zactly the kind of a nigger that suits me for a wife.”
I trust there will be no undue hilarity. Those who can read at this hour will observe upon the program-I mean the distinguished guests from abroad who are not too old to readwill observe that it is the firm determination of the lawyers of Colorado to come in touch with the bench, both federal and state. We want to get near to those gentlemen. We have felt that the right way to do so would be to disregard all inequalities of talent and, so far as it was possible, assign toasts to members of the judiciary. Of course that is a self-sacrifice upon our part and it is somewhat tough upon the audience, but these are hard times caused by the aggregation of capital, the establishment of trusts and the rapidity with which corporations and their management seek these storm cellars, to which allusion was made this afternoon, and we have been driven to resort to all legitimate means of keeping in close touch with the judiciary. The gentleman who will respond to the first toast has a Latin clause inscribed above his name. Of course you understand that Judge ('aldwell is inevitably absent to-night, and hence he is eliminated. We could find no one who might act as his substitute. His seat could be occupied, but no man in Colorado could fill the chair of Judge Caldwell. So these gentlemen who may be subsequently called upon--and I have promised that felicity to a number of gentlemen to-night-will not hesitate at all---whether they be from Kansas or Arkansas-they will not hesitate or feel that they are acting as substitutes. We shall have no substitute for the judge. But, as I was about to say, the gentleman who will be next called upon to respond to the toast after I shall have finished-if I shall ever finish-has a Latin emblem, or motto, attached, or immediately preceding his name. My brother, Johnson, a linguist of some considerable notoriety—at least I have his word for itand I, as your toastmaster, have promised Judge Stimson that we would translate that excerpt of Latin for him, and would have done so had he not been occupied in holding court yesterday and to-day. The fact that we have not done so will not interfere with him, because the judge is in the habit of speaking upon texts with which he has slight, if any, familiarity. Now, I remember that shortly after Judge Stimson was appointed by Governor Thomas to his present position—and he threw up all chances for a position on the Court of Appeals in order to make sure of his present job-shortly after he was designated as the appointee, Henry Charpiot, Jim McCreery and other gentlemen, called together a meeting of the young men who were candi. dates for admission to the bar. The examinations were held in the presence of that august tribunal, the Supreme Court of the state of Colorado, and there was a young man present who bad the happiness to be personally acquainted with Judge Stimson. He was asked, upon oral examination, what he would do in the event that an indictment or information were presented to him, and he should, upon an examination of it, discover that many of the essential averments were lacking and that it was fatally defective upon the face of it—what motion would he make? In order to recover himself, because the question had never presented itself to him in that light before, he said: “In what court?" In order to make the matter lucid to him it was, knowing his geographical location, explained to him that it was before Judge Stimson, of Cripple Creek. He asked: "Is it an indictment or an information ?" Mr. Charpiot replied that it was an information. Thereupon the student said: “Mr. Charpiot, as I understand it, the question is what I would do with an information which I found to be fatally defective upon its face, if presented to me in Judge Stimson's court." "Yes," said Mr. Charpiot. "Well," he replied, "If your honor pleases, I would take a change of venue.”
Of course, the judicial career is a very honorable one. You all remember very well when Judge Markham, whom we all loved and whose memory we revere, was induced by some il)advised friends, among whom I think was Judge Hallett, to stand for nomination upon the Democratic ticket for justice of the Supreme Court against Joseph C. Helm, of Colorado Springs. Judge Hallett represented to Judge Markham that the judicial ermine would be a proper termination to his long and useful career as a member of the bar. And so Judge Markham ran, and he was defeated, of course, and after the election he called in chambers to see my friend to my left; the matter was spoken of, and the patriotism of Judge Markham was set forth, and the ignorance of the voters, and other things that are always said to the defeated candidate, and then Judge Markham said: “I'll