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From the Note-Book of a Member of the Circuit. No. II. THE JUNIORS. THE HE Juniors! What a host of thoughts come crowding upon my mind as I trace these words-the Juniors! The dews of early years have lost much of their freshness, but yet lie bright upon my heart. The joyous anxiety with which the ardent spirit leaps into the struggle of professional life, has given place to the sober quietude of habit and routine. Many changes have taken place amongst those with whom I associated. The usual checkered vicissitudes have visited myself. Places, loved from the memory of many joys, and hallowed from remembrance of deep-felt sorrows, have passed into strange hands, and know my presence no more. Friends who, for long years, had been my VOL. III. NO. VI. daily companions, loved and trusted, have preceded me to the bourne where there is no returning. Professional brethren, who started in the course with myself, have far outstripped me in the race, and won prizes; while I, with many of our contemporaries, still lag behind. Most of us have closed the chapter of youth, and commenced that of age. I feel a sort of melancholy pleasure in conjuring up the ghosts of departed years, and recollecting my visits to the paternal dwelling, when I went home for the long vacation, and was welcomed with the love and simple kindness I experienced when home from school for the holidays. At this later period, indeed, I could not divest myself of the dignity of belonging to the most distinguished profession in the country, one which opens the widest fields to ambition, which holds out as prizes the judicial ermine; while, for political ability, the House of Commons is the inviting arena. Here, in my native town, the young "Counsellor" was a person of consideration-regarded by the servants as next to the Attorney-General, and certain of the Lord Chancellorship when of sufficient age to be promoted. For my own part, I loved these homely sojournings, where again the breath of childhood came over me like a purer atmosphere, sweeping before it the dust and dregs of crowded court-houses and assize-towns. On board my friend's yacht I felt the fresh breeze playing on my bared brow, and the noble breakers, as they dashed against the rock-bound coast, sent the seething spray high into the air; or, snatching up my fishing-rod, I sought the haunts of the finny tribe with eagerness and boyish glee. Alas! these days are gone-together with the bright hopes and anticipations they produced. I am sadly the worse for wear, and old greybeard Time, as if jealous of my curly locks, is playing the mischief with my once reputable whiskers, and dropping snows upon my head; but I must not grow egotistical, having much better subjects in my note-book. I have already introduced the reader to our most distinguished leaders. I essayed to give some idea of their abilities; told how frank and kind they were, with heads stored with legal lore, ready for use on behalf of their clients, and ever at the service of a brother barrister who wished to consult them in any emergency-their hearts filled with genial kindness, which they evinced by a readiness to contribute to the general fund of merriment. The Juniors were worthy of such companionship. Talented, logical, learned, and fluent, they displayed qualities which obtained and secured respect and confidence. Many were distinguished for the possession of legal abilities of a high order, and thought of nothing but their books and briefs; others, as was natural at their years, loved gaiety, and felt it rather a bore to be debarred from amusement; we also ranked among us some first-rate musicians. "How pleasant for us," said one of the lively Juniors to me as we quaffed our claret, while several of the seniors were leaving the bar mess to prepare for the duties of next day, "you and I can sit here and enjoy ourselves, while those poor fellows must work all night!" Now, his turn at the labouring oar has arrived, and right willing he pulls it. There was one barrister amongst us to whom I feel much difficulty in assigning an appropriate place. As he never held a brief in my time, I certainly could not place him among our leaders; and although, on the authority of Lord Kenyon, I might call a barrister of forty-seven "a rising young man," yet, as this gentleman was called nearly forty years, and must have numbered over threescore when I became personally acquainted with him, I can hardly with propriety call him a Junior; yet those who had the pleasure of his acquaintance will, I am sure, admit, that if his own wish could be consulted, he would prefer the society of the Juniors at any time. In fact, he seemed to bid defiance to time, and could not grow old by any process of decrepitude; for, whether the sands in the hour-glass ran fast or slow, 'twas the same to him. Juvenescence was written in his unwrinkled brow. Juvenescence sparked in his bright eyes, laughed in his rosy lips, danced in his light footsteps. Juvenescence peeped out from his light, well-cut coat, gay vest, and nankeen trousers. He was the most mirthful of the gay revellers at the mess table—the blithest singer of Captain Macheath's songs in the Beggar's Opera -the most polite and devoted in his attentions to the fair sex. He appeared to have quaffed the elixir of life, and bore out the truth of the remark, that wit, music, and kindness are always young. This gentleman was MR. LYNE. The name he received in baptism was Cornelius, but his sponsors might have spared themselves so many syllables, as he was never known by any save its contraction, "Con." He was born in the city of Cork, on the day after Valentine's Day— namely, the 15th of February, 1775-and was one of a numerous family, seventeen, most of whom perished in life's early spring. Cork, the place of his birth, was the scene of his mental culture, and he imbibed his Classic and English learning at the school of the Rev. George Armstrong. He entered Trinity College in 1794, under the tutorship of Dr. Magee, afterwards Archbishop of Dublin, and while pursuing his collegiate career was a member of the famous Historical Society. Though I have carefully gone over the original minute-books of the Society, now in my custody, I have not been able to discover that he took part in the debates. Here probably he formed those lifelong friendships with Thomas Moore, Dr. Sandes, late Bishop of Cashel, and others now no more. He continued during life the friend of O'Connell, Lord Plunket, Charles Phillips, Charles Meara, Nicholas Purcell O'Gorman, Q.C., Right Hon. Judge Perrin, Mr. Curran, Mr. Sergeant Howley, and all the Munster Bar. In January, 1795, his father died after a brief illness, and a letter, announcing this bereavement, was despatched to Con Lyne; sufficient money was enclosed to purchase mourning. He was enjoying the society of some fellow-students in his rooms when the letter reached his hands, and on opening it, the money, a welcome sight, appeared. This was eagerly transferred to Con's pocket, when it soon melted, and the letter laid aside unread. It was not, therefore, until after some time that the letter was perused, and the melancholy tidings disclosed to him. He was called to the Bar in 1801, and for some time applied himself to the study and practice of his profession. There was a prospect of his becoming eminent at the Bar, for he was highly complimented by the Bench for his able argument of a bill of exceptions; but the attraction of society lured him from the drudgery of the courts, and business was sacrificed at the shrine of pleasure. Still he continued to perambulate "the Hall" in his wig and gown, attending term with the assiduity of |