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Braham, the senior, and Mr. Quiggle and Mr. O'Keefe, the juniors. Everybody in the court room knew Mr. Braham, the great criminal lawyer, and he was not unaware that he was the object of all eyes as he moved to his place, bowing to his friends in the bar.
The Court then took a recess for a couple of hours. Upon again coming in, word was brought that the jury had not yet agreed. But the jury, had a question. The point upon which, they wanted instruction was this. They wanted to know if Col. Sellers was related to the Hawkins family. The court then adjourned till morning. Mr. Braham, who was in something of a pet, remarked to Mr.
Leroux, a famous mime and dancer, took the principal parts; while in its English dress, Braham created one of the greatest successes on record, and established it as the favorite opera of Auber among Englishmen. The scene of the opera is laid near Naples. The first act opens upon the festivities attending the nuptials of Alphonso, son of the Duke of Arcos, and the Princess Elvira.
There were many reasons for a delay, reasons which of course are never mentioned, but which it would seem that a New York judge sometimes must understand, when he grants a postponement upon a motion that seems to the public altogether inadequate. Harry went, but he soon came back. The trial was put off. Every week we can gain, said the learned counsel, Braham, improves our chances.
Sellers had been obliged to go to Washington, and they had departed under the unspoken fear the verdict would be unfavorable, a disagreement was the best they could hope for, and money was needed. The necessity of the passage of the University bill was now imperative. The Court waited, for, some time, but the jury gave no signs of coming in. Mr. Braham said it was extraordinary.
Should be governed by the evidence. Knew no reason why he could not be an impartial juror. Question by District Attorney. "How is it that the reports made no impression on you?" "Never believe anything I see in the newspapers." Mr. Braham whispered to O'Keefe, "that's the man." Avery Hicks, pea-nut peddler. Did he ever hear of this case? The man shook his head. "Can you read?" "No."
Though he had approved himself a brilliant master in the Italian school, his taste and talents also peculiarly fitted him like Sims Reeves, who seems to have taken Braham for a model for the simple and affecting ballad-music with which English opera is so characteristically marked. His only appearances in Italian opera in England after his return were in the seasons of 1804, 1805,1800, and 1816.
There was in her manner or face neither shame nor boldness, and when she took her seat in fall view of half the spectators, her eyes were downcast. A murmur of admiration ran through the room. The newspaper reporters made their pencils fly. Mr. Braham again swept his eyes over the house as if in approval.
I don't hear a word you say." The man was discharged. "He wouldn't have made a bad juror, though," whispered Braham. "I saw him looking at the prisoner sympathizingly. That's a point you want to watch for." The result of the whole day's work was the selection of only two jurors. These however were satisfactory to Mr. Braham. He had kept off all those he did not know.
I am not well acquainted with the forms of procedure in the courts of New York, but in the West, sir, in the West " The Judge. "There, there, that will do, that will do!" "You see, your Honor, there were no questions asked me, and I thought I would take advantage of the lull in the proceedings to explain to the jury a very significant train of " The Judge. "That will DO sir! Proceed Mr. Braham."
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