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"You just slipped it on," repeated the prosecutor, turning his eyes to the jury, and not even facing Mrs. Chase as he spoke, but reading into her words discredit, suspicion, and a guilty knowledge. "It was the only one I had besides two old wrappers. It was the one I was married in, and the only one I could put on to look decent in before people," said she.
It is something to feel one part of the drama of disgrace is over, and that I may wait unmolested in my den until, for one time only, I am again the butt of the unthinking and the monster of the crowd. My lord, I have now done! To you, whom the law deems the prisoner's counsel, to you, gentlemen of the jury, to whom it has delegated his fate, I leave the chances of my life."
In the White Murder Case, in which Daniel Webster made a famous argument, it was a question of fact for the jury whether the defendant Knapp was in Brown Street at the time of the murder, and whether he was there for the purpose of aiding and abetting Crowninshield, the actual murderer; the question whether his presence outside the house would make him liable as a principal in the crime was a question of law.
For the sake both of judge and jury, the controversy ought to be quieted, and the law ought to be settled in a manner clear, definitive, and constitutional, by the only authority competent to it, the authority of the legislature. Mr. Dowdeswell's bill was brought in for that purpose.
"That boy now stands before you pleading for the life of his benefactor's son." When the jury brought in the verdict, "not guilty," a shout of joy went up from the crowded court room. The aged mother pressed forward through the throng and, with tears streaming from her eyes, attempted to express to Lincoln her gratitude for his noble effort.
"It is not probable," he continued to say in his letter, "that you will be able to make your report until after the trial of this unfortunate gentleman shall have taken place, and a verdict shall have been given. Should he be acquitted, that, I imagine, should end the matter. There can be no reason why we should attempt to go beyond the verdict of a jury.
Let the jury take their seats. Mark the time, Hermes. Drink, open the case.... Not a word? can you do nothing but nod? Hermes, go and see what is the matter with her. Her. She says she cannot plead, she would only be laughed at; wine has tied her tongue. As you see, she can hardly stand. Just.
The court opened, and the foreman of the jury came forward to read the verdict. Many an eye sought with eager curiosity, or strong interest, the face of the wife. Its calmness was strange and awful. All anxiety, all deep interest had left it, and as she turned her eye upon the foreman, none could read the slightest exhibition of emotion. Warburton.
This entirely spoiled any chance the policeman might otherwise have had of changing his testimony. He now had no choice but to go on and swear the case through before the grand jury which he did. Even so, that distinguished body of twenty-three representative citizens was not disposed to take the matter very seriously.
But Mr. Miller says, "Come on, my boy, and may God help you." So they got up, and Mr. Miller walked with Mitch inside the railin' and stood there, very sad, until Mitch took the witness chair, then he walked back and sat down inside the railing. All the jury was craning their necks now and the court room was so still that the tickin' of the clock was scary.
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