A story is told of a young man who stood at
the bar of justice to be sentenced for forgery.
The judge had known the man from childhood, for
his father had been a famous legal light and his work on the Law of Trusts
was the most exhaustive work on the subject.
"Do you remember your father,"
asked the judge, sternly, "that father whom you have
The prisoner answered, "I remember him
perfectly. When I went to him for advice or companionship, he would
look up from his book on the Law of Trusts and say, 'Run away, boy, I am
busy.' My father finished his book, and here I am."
The great lawyer had neglected his own
trust with awful results.
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