He turned over the papers for a moment, and remarked absent-mindedly, and more to be polite than because the matter interested him, "Friend, eh ?" "Yes," said Franklin, "friend, out West"; and both relapsed again into silence.

Franklin once more fell to gazing out of the window, but at length turned toward the desk and pulled over his chair to a closer speaking distance.
"Judge Bradley," said he, "I shouldn't wonder if I could pass my examination for the bar." "Well, now," said the Judge, "I hope you can.

That's nice.

Goin' to hang out your own shingle, eh ?" "I might, if I got my license." "Oh, that's easy," replied the other; "it's mostly a matter of form.
The court'll appoint a committee of three members of the bar, an' they'll tell you when they want to see you for the circus--some evening after court.

They'll ask you where you've been readin' law, an' for how long.