to his part, and of as instantaneous withdrawal from
it,—like the elder Booth, joking one minute
at a side-scene and in the next having the big tears
of a realized Lear running down his cheeks. An
eminent critic says,—“Genius always
lights its own fire,”—and this constant
double process of mind,—one of self-direction
and self-control, the other of absolute abandonment
and identification,—each the more complete
for the other,—the dramatic poet, the impassioned
orator, and the great interpretative actor, all know,
whenever the whole mind and nature are in their highest
action. Mr. Choate, therefore, from pure force
of mental constitution, threw himself into the life
and position of the parties and witnesses in a jury-case,
and they necessarily became
dramatis personae,
and moved in an atmosphere of his own creation.
His narrative was the simplest and most artistic exhibition
of his case thus seen and presented from the point
of their lives and natures, and not from the dry facts
and points of his case; and his argument was all the
more perfect, because not exhibited in skeleton nakedness,
but incorporated and intertwined with the interior
and essential life of persons and events. It was
in this way that he effected the acquittal of Tirrell,
whom any matter-of-fact lawyer, however able, would
have argued straight to the gallows; and yet we have
the highest judicial authority for saying that in
that case he did his simple technical duty, without
interposing his own opinions or convictions. We
shall say a word, before we close, of the charge that
he surrendered himself too completely to his client;
but to a great degree the explanation and the excuse
at once lie in this dramatic imagination, which was
of the essence of his genius and influence, and through
which he lived the life, shared the views, and identified
himself with a great actor’s realization, in
the part of his client.
In making real to himself the nature, life, and position
of his client,—in gathering from him and
his witnesses, in the preparation and trial of his
case, its main facts and direction, as colored or
inflamed by his client’s opinions, passions,
and motives,—and in seeking their explanation
in the egotism and idiosyncrasy which his own sympathetic
insight penetrated and harmonized into a consistent
individuality,—he, of course, knew his client
better than his client knew himself; he conceived
him as an actor conceives character, and, in a great
measure, saw with his eyes from his point of view,
and, in the argument of his case, gave clear expression
and consistent characterization to his nature and
to his partisan views in their relations to the history
of the case. We have seen his clients sit listening
to the story of their own lives and conduct, held off
in artistic relief and in dramatic relation, with
tears running down cheeks which had not been moistened
by the actual events themselves, re-presented by his
arguments in such coloring and perspective.