The Richmond palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1855-1875, 1869-08-24

Z RICHMOND, WAYNE CO., IND.
JOHN HENTHORN'S TRIAL.

JOHN HENTHORNS TRIAL.
One by one the charges were read
over. He, John Henthorn, stood charg.
ed with having stolen a handsome gold
watch, four other articles of jewelry.
and some bank notes from Ebenezer
Grant, commercial traveller and he was
charged on the second count with hay
ing the above mentioned articles in his
possession, knowing them to have been
stolen. He was only lad-just eigh-
teen; he had no friends in the great ci-
ty, which, seemed to him so hard heart
ed at that moment, to be continuing its
business with the same eager roar as
ever, while he stood on his trial. He
had no friends? Yes, he had dear
little friend-his little sister Lucy. She
was standing by, listening to the man
who read over these charges in hard,
dry matter. of-fact style, and then asked
her brother-yes, though she could
hardly believe it, it was her own broth
er John, who stood there in the dock,
between two policemen-asked her
brother if he was guilty or not guilty.
She listened eagerly for Johns reply.
She saw his mouth open and make an
Intellectual attempt to form the word; at
length with a great gasp it came-'Not
guilty. ir951 eoe ls
Little Lucy breathed more freely
Her little finger was laid upon her lips !;
| her thin face was paler than ever, but
her eyes were bright and anxious-no, ,,
not so much anxious as watchful and
eager. She knew now-for she ha d
heard her brother speak-that John was
innocent; and though she knew--for
she was nearly famished-how sorely he
might have been tempted by necessity,
yet Johns word was passed and John
| was innocent
John was innocent; but John must be
proved innocent She knew that the
gentlemen ranged in rows before the
Judge were all clever lawyers, who
could prove that John had stolen moths
ing; SO she slipped down from the
crowd amongst which she was standing,
and being so small she passed unob-
served to the corner of the lawyers
seats. She watched all their faces for
long time. Some of them were busi-
ly engaged in turning over great mass :
es of paper and parchment; others were
sitting m ODDLY with their hands press
ed upon their foreheads, briefess bar
risters, who were meditating upon the
inequalities of the world, and how it
was that that densely stupid Frumble,
! trump had his hands full of cases. and
they, who could beat his head off at
billiards or any other gentlemanly
employment, were left briefless.-
Amongst these unhappy and involunta
rily idle barristers, was one who had
for fourteen years frequented the courts
and never met with that treasure-a
brief He had no connection--no one
to give him start. His little fortune
was slowly ebbing away. He had man
aged to pick up few pounds in vari
ETY. Of ways. He had sometimes COM
municated the first intelligence Of an
appalling accident, which he had been
| fortunate enough to witness, to some of
the daily papers, and had received q
few shillings for his trouble. But bit
by bit his little capitalize careful,
hard earned savings of loving father,
| the vicar of little country living
dwindled away. He was thinking, with
bitterly Of his Improbable life; he con-
trasted his own position of compulsory
idleness and unavoidable gentility with
the Industrious and grateful toll Of the
day laborer. He pictured the rough
handed man returning from his work.
tired, but not exhausted--the merry
faces and the hearty greeting--the
growing children and the radiant faced
wife. He then thought Of himself, Ed :
mund Carew, returning to his lonely
chambers, with pale face and detected
spirits and Edmund Carew was about
to curse the day of his birth, when q
light finger was laid upon his elbow,
and face paler and sadder than his
own looked up at him.
will you make the judge let my
brother off?
who is your brother, my little wo.
man p
Little Lucy pointed to the dock.
Now, by some means or other Ed
mund Carew's ears had heard the char
ges against the lad in the dock, and his
memory had retained the outline of the