Poor little Miss Flight, the eccentric little lady (pensioned by
the Middle and Inner Temple) whom tradition asserts to have lost her wits in consequence of losing a law-suit, is dead. She constantly frequented the Chancery Courts, interposing occasion- ally in the proceedings up to the last day of her life. She is well known to the readers of Dickens, having appeared in Bleak House, and been known in person to all dwellers in the Inns of Court. She fell down dead this week in the Middle Temple, and will never cry out for her ' mandamus' or her habeas corpus' again before a human bench. Let us hope that the justice of a higher world will restore the mind which the justice of this world shattered,