Cases - Dashwood V. Jermyn

(12 Chancery Division, 776)

    Captain Dashwood, who had been
    In the service of the Queen,
    Sick of "Eyes front" and "Attention,"
    Came to London on his pension.
    At the "Portland" as he stayed,
    Firm the friendship that he made
    With one William Richards, who
    Put up at the "Portland" too.
    Passed six years, then he was wrapped in
    Love's embraces, vanquished captain!
    "Yes," he cried, "I will; no bar shall
    Stop my wedding Edith Marshall."
    But there was a bar, 'twas that
    He was poorer than a rat;
    Indian pensions do not run
    More than just enough for one.
    Edith, too, had not a cent,
    Who would pay the rates and rent?
    Two more years, and Richards moved
    (He perchance had sometime loved),
    Promised them an income clear,
    'Twas five hundred pounds a year
    For his life; when he was dead,
    Then ten thousand pounds instead.
    This to Dashwood in a letter
    Wrote he, deeming it was better
    They should marry soon while he
    Lived their happiness to see.
    'Twas a modest sum, but marriage
    May be blest without a carriage,
    Forty pounds a month and more
    Keep the wolf from near the door.
    So they wed for worse or better,
    On the faith of Richards' letter.
    Scarcely was a quarter's payment
    Due when mourning was their raiment.
    Richards died. Alas! no cash would
    Find its way to Captain Dashwood.
    Dashwood's head began to swim--
    Not a shilling left to him!
    "Ha, I'll have it still," cried he;
    "Justice dwells in Chancery."
    So the case was straightway taken
    To the court of V.-C. Bacon.
    Vainly Dashwood cash expended
    The executors defended,
    Claiming that what Richards wrote
    Was not worth a five-pound note;
    First because the dead testator
    Well, not wisely, loved the "cratur,"
    More than that, had often been
    In delirium tremens seen;
    Secondly, because he signed
    When he did not know his mind;
    Third, because pollicitation
    Is not good consideration.
    Law, of justice independent,
    Gave its judgment for defendant.
    Poorer than he was at first,
    That unhappy plaintiff cursed,
    With a special satisfaction
    Cursed the day he brought his action.
    Would that he'd in India tarried!
    Would that he had never married!
    He, alas, is tied for life
    Pauper to a pauper wife,
    Scarce consoled that on his name
    Equity reports shower fame,
    Bearing down to endless ages
    Dashwood's story on their pages.