The avant courier. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1871-1872, 1872-04-11
W.. Eyarts at t11e T1chborne Trlal

| MF. ETarts mt the TfChbOrme Trial
Mr.. Evarts had secured three tickets; after
getting to the door he found they were moi
right. The police chief had his .sor.ers
| from the Judge 10 take none but blue lick.
cts. Z No explanation. efforts or persuasions
could move the policeman, who demanded
blue tickets After several effort, wsre
made to bring the guardians Of the gates tt
reallae the importance Of the American ea
gle, saw Evarts eye fixed upona Wigged
barrister, who came out Of the court roon
and walked along the street. e hat maj,
has good face, gentlemanly, amiablci and
determined says Evarts. In another mo
ment he is besids the white wig. The white
wig turns; he understands the business; goes
in, gees out consults, argues, pleads, snffers
enubs refGsals; but. at last the iron gates f1y
Iopend aud we iile in past Cerberus No. 1
Our polite friend escorts us into 4 little room
about Is by 10 feet IN size, which is packed
thick as sardiue.. box with white-Wigged law.
gers. We are told TO make for little door,
where the rush will be presently, when it j,
opened; but 1t ii added that only 4 small
number OF those who have got that far viii
be able to get In. This Is discouraging, fol
we are on the outer edge Of the sardine box,
There is some time to wait here. and the law
yers pass 1t in kind of refined chaR. There
IS onelargs. heavily bearded barrister who
he's Heta wig. Heis asked by q brother:
How in the world did you get in without
q wig? oh they took me for a woman. =
Al, Isee; you look it-srnooth, pink. white.
You might have thought my moust1ehe
and beard would have betrayed my sex re-
sponded the other, stroking the halffoot Of
bushy hair hanging from his chin; but / tell
you, sir, dress and eolor's the thing. Look
at this.' Here he showed a large and bright
pink scarf around his throat. Most people
Judge by color. I was Engaged in q case in
India where fifty witnesses swore thing
was done by one man and fifty swore it was
another. The two lnsn were present. One
had on pink purker, the other white. /
turned all .he witnesses out, made the two
men change the purkers, and when the wit
nesses returned each fifty sWore jast the OPP
posite to what they had sworn before. They
hadn't noticed the men, only the pnrkers. =
By the time this philosopher got through
with his narrative the little door opened
there was q rush. a scuffie. a voiceless but
hard-breathing crowd OF 40 trying to pass
through narrow aperture. When about
half had got through, a voice from within
cries: The court room IS absolutely full!''
The guard at the door cries: '.ahe court
room is packedi Not another can go in.''
Then three men dart forward wildly, and
breaking down the arms OF the police,
placed like bars across, get in. Alas. these
,hree are not wei This next wigged man
that tries is wsrsted. hurlel back, the door
$ shut; the chief Of police stands with his
back ag ainst il. trying 70 recover breath Az
this moment all seems lost to us. But 10.
our fine faced barrister, who had helped us
thus far, re-appeared. He approached the
,hieftain who had his back to the door, ar
sued with him.. whispered to him, antil at
asst we had the satisfaction ofhearing the
Guardian of the portal cry out in a loud voice
evidently to excuse his exception to the
others shut out;) 4 We must manage to make
room for our cousins from across the Allan
tic!" The white wigs fell into wall on
either side; and headed by W. NJ. Evarts, the
three who had hailed from bright homes in
he setting sun, and in whose breasts the
,roud bird Of freedom futtered, walked in
lately, and the door was shut. The anlia-
,le barrister, who had performed twelve.
lereulean labors to get in, did not leave I'M
il he saw that we had good places close TO
he Attorney General, and he did not rest
Until he had secured for Evarts q seat imme-
lately beside Mr.. Clifford, and Sir J. ID.
,oleridge being told by our unknown friend /
hat distinguished American barrister was
resent, commanded that room should be
made for him on the connsel's |
ench, d compliment which Mr.. Evarts, who
aW nobleman standing during the day, is
lot likely t. underestimate. Letter from u.
D. Goaaauay.