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&nbsp;Mr. Justice Ivan Cleveland Rand&nbsp;<A class=sdfootnoteanc href="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Owner/Desktop/HCC-site/Alice-ChapterVII.html#sdfootnote1sym" name=sdfootnote1anc><SUP>1</SUP></A></FONT><BR> <BLOCKQUOTE></BLOCKQUOTE></FONT></TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE> <CENTER></CENTER> <TABLE cellSpacing=10 cellPadding=0 width="100%" border=0> <TBODY> <TR> <TD vAlign=top><FONT face=Verdana,Arial color=#666633 size=2>There was a table set out under Lord Sankey's Tree in front of Chief Justice Antonio Lamer's Grand Entrance Hall to the Castle of the Constitution. (You can <I>tell</I> it's Lord Sankey's Tree, there's a little branch grafted on.) Equality Party Leader, Keith Henderson, and constitutional law professor Stephen Allan Scott are having tea at it.&nbsp;&nbsp;Lawyer, Brent Tyler is fast asleep between the two of them, who are using him as a cushion, resting their elbows on him and talking over his head.<BR><BR> How very uncomfortable for Tyler, thought Alice,  but as he's asleep, I suppose he doesn't mind. <BR><BR>The table was a large one, but all three were crowded down at one little corner of it.  <I>No room! No room!</I> cried Henderson and Scott in unison when they saw Alice coming.<BR><BR> There's <I>plenty</I> of room! said Alice indignantly.  <I>What</I> have you three done? she demanded. Then, answering herself,  Why, you've partitioned it, haven't you! and she sat down in a large armchair at one whole end of it.<BR><BR> Have a seat, said Henderson, glowering.<BR><BR> I <U><I>am</I></U> sitting, said Alice, annoyed at the implied slur on her height.<BR><BR> <I>Tart?</I> said Henderson  (<I>more</I> rudeness, thought Alice)  as the Equality Party Leader slid a large tray towards her with chips of cardboard on it, and numbers painted on them.<BR><BR> Those aren't <I>Tarts</I>, retorted Alice distastefully, picking up <B>44</B> and examining it forwards and backwards.<BR><BR> Same thing, said Professor Scott.<BR><BR> They're just <I>like</I> Tarts, said Henderson,  once you get used to them. <BR><BR>There were other numbers on the tray:&nbsp;&nbsp;<B>41</B>, <B>38</B>, <B>45</B>, <B>91</B>, <B>39</B>, <B>42</B>, and a couple of others with the paint smudged.<BR><BR> These are <I>amendments</I>, said Alice in disdain, immediately recognizing Part V of the <I>Constitution Act</I> of 1982 and the federal residual power, all in a jumble.  You can't swallow an amendment! <BR><BR> Oh, we think you can, said Scott.<BR><BR> That's right, said Henderson,  eat up! <BR><BR> But, I don't want to shrink, said Alice, who thought she would find the experience very unpleasant of not being able to reach the table.&nbsp;&nbsp; It wasn't very civil of you to offer Tarts when all you have is cardboard, said Alice angrily.<BR><BR> It wasn't very civil of you to sit down without being invited, said Henderson.<BR><BR> I didn't know it was <I>your</I> table, said Alice.  It's laid for a great many more than three. <BR><BR> At this, Professor Scott gave the tray a nudge, a bit too hard, and all the cardboard chips went flying.<BR><BR>For a second, Alice was enveloped in a swirl of numbers, which, to her surprise, suddenly <I>all fell upwards</I> into the sky, twinkling before they vanished.<BR><BR>Alice couldn't help but clap hands in amazed delight. She had never in her life seen flying amendments.<BR><BR> Where did they <I>go</I>! cried Alice.<BR><BR> Check your feet, said Henderson, biting his lower lip smugly and mumbling rudely under his breath,  -- if you can <I>find</I> them! <BR><BR> I <I>heard</I> that! said Alice, casting a severe glance toward the offending politician.&nbsp;&nbsp;However, she did look down at her feet, first at the left, then at the right, and to her amazement, <I>there</I> they were, just like magic: a whole <I>pile</I> of amendments... but the federal residual power was not among them.<BR><BR> Something's missing, said Alice.<BR><BR> Of course, said Scott.  It's a <I>floor</I>, not a ceiling. <BR><BR> But, how did you <U><I>do</I></U> it? insisted Alice.<BR><BR>At this, Brent Tyler's eyelids fluttered open (he was somnambulating) and he muttered: «<I>... quelques promenades à la Cour suprême</I>.»<BR><BR> He's practising his French in a dream, thought Alice. (If the amendments worked, he would never need it.)<BR><BR> Riddles <I>and</I> magic, I <U>like</U> that, said Alice,  and I believe I can guess what <I>that</I> one means! <BR><BR> Do you <I>mean</I> that you think you can find out the <I>answer</I> to it? said the law professor.<BR><BR> I do, indeed, said Alice, and began at once to solve Brent Tyler's riddle.<BR><BR> Why, <I>promenade</I> is French for 'a stroll'. And <I><B>quelques</B></I> <I>promenades</I> means that someone's been getting plenty of exercise&#8213; <BR><BR> Go on, said Scott&#8213;<BR><BR>Alice considered a little, then brightening, she exclaimed,  <I>The fourth!</I> .<BR><BR> Fourth <I>what?</I> said Scott.<BR><BR> Why, the fourth <I>branch</I>, of course, said Alice, glancing up at the bough grafted overhead as if she were somehow reminded... .<BR><BR> Ah, <I>tree</I> trimming.... said Henderson.  Is it Christmas already? Henderson had taken his watch out of his pocket, and was looking at it uneasily, shaking it every now and then, and holding it to his ear.<BR><BR> What a funny watch, remarked Alice. It tells the day of the month, but not what o'clock it is. <BR><BR> It's a <I>lawyer's</I> watch, said Scott,  we use it for billing.&nbsp;&nbsp;Have you guessed the riddle yet? <BR><BR> Of course, said Alice.  It means the <U><I>Tarts</I></U> are gone because of all that partying over at the Fourth Branch.&nbsp;...&nbsp;And now, there's nothing left for <I>me</I> but a few chips of cardboard&#8213; how very impolite!&nbsp;&nbsp;This table was laid for many more than three... but some hog has helped himself to all the refreshments. <BR><BR> <I>Wrong</I>, said Scott, becoming impatient with Alice.  <I>Pogg</I>, not Hogg. <BR><BR> I don't know what you mean, said Alice.<BR><BR> <I>That's</I> the answer to the riddle:&nbsp;&nbsp;<I><B>Pogg</B></I>, said Scott.<BR><BR> Pogg? said Alice,  Never heard of it, what does it mean? <BR><BR> It means whatever the Fourth Branch <I>wants</I> it to mean, said Scott. <BR><BR> And what is <I>that</I>? asked Alice cautiously.<BR><BR> Don't </SPAN><B><I>know</I></B>! chipped in Henderson guiltily,  but as the Fourth Branch <I>said</I> it, it must mean <I>something</I>. Henderson was eyeing Alice <I>very</I> intently.<BR><BR> Well, I <I>wish</I> they would say what they <I>mean</I>, said Alice.  You can't just invent words as you go along, no one will know what's going on. <BR><BR> <I>That's</I> the whole point, leered Henderson.<BR><BR> Well, what else <I>could</I> it mean, then, if it's not the Court Party? said Alice.<BR><BR> Ask Warren J. Newman, interrupted Scott.  He'll tell you what <I>he</I> thinks they <I>meant</I> it to mean. <BR><BR> Well, I never, said Alice.  If it <I>only</I> means whatever they <I>want</I> it to mean, and Warren J. Newman has to guess it for all of us, then, it can't mean <I>anything.</I>&nbsp; Why don't they just <I>say</I> what they <I>mean</I>? <BR><BR> They mean what they <I>say</I>, said the law professor.  That's the same <I>thing</I> you know. <BR><BR> Oh, no, it's not! said Alice.  They might just as well say that <I>I make the law</I> is the same thing as <I>The law makes me</I>.<BR><BR> Or, they might just as well say, chipped in Henderson:  that a <I>hole in one</I> is the same thing as <I>one in a hole</I> .<BR><BR> Or, they might just as well say, interposed Scott,  that <I>minority right</I> is the same thing as the <I>right minority</I>!' <BR><BR> Do <I>you</I> always say what <I>you</I> mean? said Henderson, gloomily. He was still fiddling with his watch.<BR><BR> Always! said Alice, and then:  What time <I>is</I> it? This party's gone on long enough without refreshments. <BR><BR> Dunno, said Henderson, dipping his watch in his cup of tea and checking it again.<BR><BR> That's no way to tell time, said Alice.  It'll stop the works. <BR><BR> That's the whole point, said Henderson.<BR><BR>Alice felt dreadfully confused. Henderson's remark seemed to have no sort of meaning in it, and yet it was certainly English.  I don't quite understand you, she said, as politely as she could.<BR><BR> Tyler is asleep, again, said Henderson, ignoring Alice, and he poured a little hot tea upon his nose.<BR><BR>Tyler shook his head impatiently, the drops flying, and said without opening his eyes, « <I>Mais OUI, bien sûr, c'est ça que je voulais dire! </I>»<BR><BR>Alice sighed wearily,  I think you might do something better with the time, she said,  than waste it asking riddles that have no answers. <BR><BR> If you knew Time as well as I do, said Henderson,  you wouldn't talk about wasting <I>it</I>. It's <I>him</I>. <BR><BR> I don't know what you mean, said Alice.<BR><BR> Of course you don't, said Henderson, expelling a snort.  I dare say you never even <I>spoke</I> to Time. <BR><BR> Perhaps not, Alice replied cautiously,  but I know I have to <I>beat</I> time when I learn music. <BR><BR> If you <I>don't</I> beat time, you'll <I>face</I> the music, smirked Henderson.<BR><BR>(<I>How ominous!</I> thought Alice.)<BR><BR> For instance, continued Henderson,  suppose it were nine o'clock in the morning, just time for the Judge to enter, and your proceedings weren't ready.&nbsp;&nbsp;You'd only have to whisper a <I>hint</I> to Time, and round the clockhand goes in a twinkling!&nbsp;&nbsp;Half-past one, time for recess. <BR><BR> Time for a song, interrupted the law professor:  Do you know it?&nbsp; &nbsp; <BR> <P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; MARGIN-LEFT: 2.5cm"><SPAN style="BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%"><SPAN style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><SPAN lang=en-CA><FONT size=2><FONT face="Verdana, Arial" color=#66633 size=2><FONT color=#666633><SPAN>Twinkle, twinkle, </SPAN><B>forty-five</B><SPAN>!</SPAN></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></SPAN></SPAN> <P lang=en-CA style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; MARGIN-LEFT: 2.5cm; FONT-STYLE: normal"><FONT color=#666633><FONT face="Verdana, Arial" color=#66633 size=2><FONT size=2><SPAN style="BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%">Purpose, pith, and matter fi!</SPAN></FONT></FONT></FONT> <P lang=en-CA style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; MARGIN-LEFT: 2.5cm; FONT-STYLE: normal"><FONT color=#666633><FONT face="Verdana, Arial" color=#66633 size=2><FONT size=2><SPAN style="BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%">Up above the fourth you fly,</SPAN></FONT></FONT></FONT> <P lang=en-CA style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; MARGIN-LEFT: 3.75cm; FONT-STYLE: normal"><FONT color=#666633><FONT face="Verdana, Arial" color=#66633 size=2><FONT size=2><SPAN style="BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%">Twinkle, twinkle--&nbsp; </SPAN></FONT></FONT></FONT> <P lang=en-CA style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm; FONT-STYLE: normal">Here, Tyler shook himself, and began singing in his sleep:  Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle, twinkle--&nbsp; and went on so long that they had to pinch him to make him stop.<BR><BR>Alice was very hungry now, she hadn't even had her breakfast.  When can we hand 'round the refreshments? <BR><BR> There <I>are</I> none, said Scott and Henderson, speaking in unison again. Alice seemed to detect a slight aura of guilt about the two of them.<BR><BR> No <I>Tarts</I>? she said, more in disbelief that in disappointment.<BR><BR>«&nbsp;<I>Parties! Parties! Parties!</I>&nbsp;» said Tyler, rousing from his dream and just as quickly falling back asleep again, with his mouth open.&nbsp;&nbsp;Scott reached over and snapped Tyler's lips shut.<BR><BR> He's right, said Alice, let's get <I>on</I> with the party.<BR><BR> No, no, said Scott, he means  <I>Gone! Gone! Gone!</I> <BR><BR> Aw, said Alice,  he's speaking French again. But what does he <I>mean</I>? <BR><BR> He means <B>no </B><B><I>Tarts</I></B>, said Henderson,  but, of course, that was <B>predictable</B>. <BR><BR> <I>What</I> was? said Alice?<BR><BR> The outcome, said the law professor (and Alice thought, a bit too matter-of-factly).<BR><BR>Straightaway, she glanced at the sky in search of a twinkle: but there was none. Hopeful, she looked down at her feet, first at the left, then at the right, but again, nothing. Not even an empty tea-tray.<BR><BR> I <B>don't</B> understand, said Alice, emphatic.  Why would anyone wish to ruin a lovely tea party? You can't have a <I>real</I> tea party without the Tarts. <BR><BR> Well, said Scott, apparently out of context,  I'd hardly finished the <I>procédure introductive</I> when the Queen jumped up and bawled out,  He's murdering the time! Off with his head! <BR><BR> How savage! said Alice.<BR><BR> And ever since that, went on Scott, mournful,  he won't do a thing I ask. It's always recess. <BR><BR> How dreadful! she sympathised.  Is <I>that</I> why there are so many tea-things out here? <BR><BR> That's it, said Henderson with a sigh.  It's <I>always</I> tea-time now, and we've no time to plead between whiles. <BR><BR>An idea occurred to Alice:  But can't you appeal? <BR><BR> Tried that, said Scott,  same problem. <I>That</I> court's always in recess, too. <BR><BR> Then you must keep moving 'round, I suppose? said Alice, referring to the many unused seats around the table set out under the Tree at the Grand Entrance Hall to the Castle of the Constitution.<BR><BR> Exactly so, said Henderson:  as things get used up. <BR><BR> But what happens when you come to the beginning again, Alice ventured to ask.<BR><BR> Suppose we change the subject, interrupted Scott, yawning conveniently.  I vote the young lady tells us a story. <BR><BR> I'm afraid I don't know one, said Alice, alarmed at the proposition.<BR><BR> Then <I>Tyler</I> shall! cried Henderson and Scott, once more in unison.  Wake up, Tyler! and they pinched him on both sides at once, for the sake of Equality.<BR><BR></P> <P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"><SPAN style="BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%"><SPAN><SPAN lang=en-CA><FONT size=2><FONT face="Verdana, Arial" color=#66633 size=2><FONT color=#666633><SPAN style="FONT-STYLE: normal">Brent Tyler slowly opened his eyes.  I wasn't </SPAN><I>asleep</I><SPAN style="FONT-STYLE: normal">, he demurred feebly:  I heard every word you fellows were saying. <BR><BR> Then tell us a story, said the law professor.<BR><BR> Please do, begged Alice.<BR><BR> And be quick about it, said Henderson,  or you'll be asleep again before it's done. <BR><BR> <I>Once upon a time in Canada</I>, Tyler began in a great hurry,  there were three sisters, and their names were Crown, Commons and Senate; and they lived all together at the bottom of a well&nbsp;&#8213; <BR><BR> &#8213; <I>Hole</I>, interrupted Henderson.<BR><BR> &#8213;&nbsp;What strange names! declared Alice, and then,  But what did they live on at the bottom of a well? for Alice had always taken a keen interest in questions of eating and drinking. <BR><BR> They lived on <I>Pepper</I>, said Tyler, after thinking a minute or two.<BR><BR> They couldn't have done that, you know, said Alice gently.  They'd have been ill. <BR><BR> And so they were, said Tyler;  <I>very ill.</I> <BR><BR>Alice tried to imagine what such an extraordinary way of living would be like, but it puzzled her too much, and so she went on:  But why did they live at the bottom of a well? <BR><BR> <I>Hole</I>, reminded Henderson:  Well and hole aren't the same thing, you know. Or else you might as well say that <I>a hole is a well</I> means the same thing as <I>a well is a hole</I>. <BR><BR> He has a point, said Scott.<BR><BR> Take some more tea, said Henderson to Alice, somewhat earnestly.<BR><BR> I've had <I>none</I> yet, replied Alice, exasperated,  so I can't take <I>more</I>. <BR><BR> You mean you can't take <I>less</I>, said Henderson.<BR><BR> Not so, said Scott,  You have <I>less and less</I> of anything as time goes by. <BR><BR></P> <P style="MARGIN-BOTTOM: 0cm"><SPAN style="BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%"><FONT color=#666633> <SPAN lang=en-CA><FONT size=2><FONT face="Verdana, Arial" color=#66633 size=2><SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-STYLE: normal">I haven't had </SPAN><I><B><U>any</U></B>thing</I><SPAN style="FONT-STYLE: normal">, </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN style="FONT-STYLE: normal"><B><U>e</U></B><SPAN><SPAN style="TEXT-DECORATION: none">ither</SPAN>, said Alice, determined to make her point,  and I never saw Time go by, she mused,  but I think I </SPAN></SPAN><SPAN><I>once</I> <SPAN style="FONT-STYLE: normal">did see a White Rabbit&#8213; And then, with some resolve, Alice excused herself from her place at the Table.</SPAN></SPAN></FONT></FONT></FONT></SPAN></SPAN><BR><BR> This isn't any fun, she said.  The magic was nice, but the riddle is inadequate, and of all things, to be serving cardboard chips in place of Tarts. <BR><BR> Don't say goodbye, said Scott and Henderson, a tad resentful. Tyler had already fallen asleep again, face-down this time, with his nose in the bread and butter plate. <BR><BR>So off went Alice, in a bit of a huff, towards the green horizon, which apparently was an endless golf course spreading out in all directions.<BR><BR>Alice could see that in the distance, players were already teeing up. Golfers worked up a good appetite, she thought. Maybe <I>there</I> she would find a Tart. Or possibly, even the White Rabbit. After all, there were all those <I>holes</I> about. And she didn't mean  wells, either.<BR><BR><FONT size=1>TO BE CONTINUED.</FONT><BR><BR> <HR width="30%" SIZE=1> <DIV></DIV> <DIV id=sdfootnote1> <P class=sdfootnote><A class=sdfootnotesym href="file:///C:/Documents%20and%20Settings/Owner/Desktop/HCC-site/Alice-ChapterVII.html#sdfootnote1anc" name=sdfootnote1sym>1</A>&nbsp;<FONT size=1> ... a law-suit is not a tea party, and except where there has been a clear and objectionable excess, we should hesitate to put shackles on the traditional scope allowed counsel in his plea to the tribunal of his client's countrymen. The attempt to divest a trial of any feeling would not only be futile but might defeat its object which is to ascertain the reality of past events. 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