night on the wintry banks of the Ohio, and mingling her tears with the torrents, that froze as they fell."— From Wirt's Speech in prosecution of Aaron Burr for treason.

Advice to a Young Friend as to Legal Arguments.

"In your arguments at the bar let argument strongly predominate. Sacrifice your flowers, and let your columns be Doric, rather than Compositethe better medium is Ionic. Avoid, as you would the gates of death, the reputation of floridity. Small though your body, let the march of your mind be the stride of a seven-leagued giant."

Reader of General Literature.

Was a diligent student of literature, as well as law-especially of Bacon, Boyle, Hooker, Locke, and the fathers of English literature, among the moderns, and among the ancients, Quintilian, Seneca and Horace; and a pocket edition of the latter poet, well thumbed and marked, was his constant companion upon his journeys.

Florida Land Scheme.

There is no incident in his life that so fully portrays his character as the Florida speculation in "Wirtland," as he called it, where he bought large tracts of land, sent a colony of one hundred and fifty Germans, under his son-in-law, and spent thousands of dollars after his sixtieth year, and yet felt more disposed to laugh than cry over the result.

Jefferson on Wirt's Life of Henry.

Jefferson said he was undecided where to put Wirt's Life of Henry in his library-under history or fiction, but thought it belonged under the latter.

Examining a Credulous Witness.

"Well, I always

"Do you

"Did you

Mr. Wirt was once cross-examining a very learned, but credulous witness, and asked him if he had ever read "Gulliver's Travels." The witness said he had. "Do you believe they are true?" said Mr. Wirt. supposed they were," said the witness. "Did you ever read Robinson Crusoe?" "Yes." think Crusoe lived nearly all his life on that island?” "Well, I never saw any reason to doubt it." ever read Baron Munchausen?" "Yes." "Do you believe his adventures were true?" "I always supposed SO. I never saw any reason why the author should lie about those travels." "That is all," said Mr.Wirt. The witness started to leave the witness stand. "Wait a minute," said opposing counsel. "Did you ever read Wirt's 'Life of Henry?" "O, yes, I have read it very carefully." "Do you believe it is true?" "Well, I don't know about that; I think there is a great deal of doubt on that score."

Reading.

"Get a habit, a passion for reading; not flying from book to book, with the squeamish caprice of a literary epicure; but read systematically, closely,

thoughtfully, analyzing every subject as you go along and laying it up carefully and safely in your memory. It is only by this mode that your information will be at the same time extensive, accurate and useful."

His Reply to a Doubter as to a Legal Authority.

Being questioned by opposing counsel as to a citation, Wirt replied in his most gorgeous manner: "Sir, I am not bound to grope my way among the ruins of antiquity, to stumble over obsolete statutes and delve in black letter lore in search of a principle written in living letters upon the heart of every man."

Wirt's Youthful Intemperance.

In his early married life Wirt was so dissipated that his wife soon died from mortification. He moved to Richmond, but his old habits clung to him. He was advised to again marry, and accordingly paid his addresses to Miss Gamble. After some months he asked her hand in marriage. She replied: "I have been aware of your intentions for some time, and should have given you no encouragement had I not reciprocated your affection, but I can not yield my consent until you pledge me never to taste, touch, or handle intoxicating liquors." This was regarded by him a bar to further considerations. But her course to him was the same as ever, and he renewed his solicitations. Her reply was that her mind was made up. Regarding the terms insulting to his honor, he took to drinking again, and seemed to rush

head-long to ruin. One day, while lying dead drunk in the outskirts of the city, a young lady, whom it is not necessary to name, was passing, and beheld his upturned face in the scorching sun. She placed her lettered handkerchief over it. In a few hours he awoke, repaired to the grog-shop near by, discovered the name, and exclaimed: "Who left this on my face?" He dropped the glass and left, vowing if God gave him strength, never again to touch a drop of liquor. To meet Miss G. again was the hardest effort of his life, and when he saw her coming he would dodge around the nearest corner. At last she dropped him a note, inviting him to her home. Gathering courage, he accepted, and told her if she yet bore affection for him, he would agree to her own terms. Her reply was: "My conditions are what they have ever been." "Then," said he, "I accept them." They were married, he kept his word, his affairs brightened, and honors showered upon him.-Adapted.

EDWARD OLIVER WOLCOTT, COLORADO.

(1848- -).

Descended from the Puritan, Henry Wolcott,

who settled in Connecticut in 1630, and from the Oliver Wolcotts, father and son, he is by inheritance a typical American, and by disposition a representative of our young genius, which has come to manhood since the war. Born at Longmeadow, Massachusetts, March 26, 1848, educated for college at Cleveland, Ohio, and Norwich, Connecticut; a hundred days, when sixteen, in the war, in the One Hundred and Fiftieth Ohio volunteers; he entered Yale Yale in the class of 1870, graduated in law at Harvard, in 1871, and moved to Colorado, where he was admitted, 1872, teaching at Black Hawk prior thereto. Prosecuting Attorney of the First Colorado district, 1876; State Senator, 1879-83; and United States Senator, 1889, by the largest majority ever given in a Republican caucus.

He has been prominent in the mining and corporation litigation of Colorado, and has long enjoyed,