The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1872-07-18

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1S4HeSS OF q l}Frty,t11i l.s - .-isfgG
''BhtdbeB the prisoner request It ?
| asked the judge tgE iAesz8'i aa
6. ''Let her spead for herself" said
the straHger., ~ - = @
i do,1 WAS her answer as a long
drawn sigh escapnd that seemed tC
reRd her very heart strings. t-Jia,
" hat ts Your name, as It must
be placedson-thesreeord2' interroga-
ted the judge. baH-i-E ~ E#'E
',Eiiliam Nj lam Denton, p said the stfqn
SeE rstrf a=1lIal f-sls hre
: Z, The case immediately progressed.
ne viii briefly epitc1lise the sub
stance Of the ezidence. About
twelve months previously the de
fendant hadrarrivedin the town, and
opened an establishment of miIIi-
merry, Residing in q small room
back of various articles of, trade,
with unwearied toll and ,censumate
taste. Her habits were secluded,
modest and retiring, and hence she
might have hoped to escape notorie-
tY but for the perilous- gift of that
extraordinary beauty,-Which-too Of
ten to the poor and fIiendless,
proves a curse. a. She was soon
sought after by those gay fire flies
Of fashion, the business of whose life
is everywhere seduction and Iuins-
But the beautiful stranger rejected
them all alike with unutterable
scorn and loathing. l.,-l, 1@.l
Among the disappointed admirers
was one of a character from which
the fair milliner had everything to
fear. Hiram Shore belonged to fam
ily at once rich, opulent influential
and disappoiRted,~ He was himself
icentiOus, brave andsreVengeful, and
duelist Of established and terrible
fame. It was generally known chat
he made advances to. win the favor
of the lovely Emma, and had shared
the fate of all her other Wooers-a
disdainful repulse. ''s i',F
At nine O'Clock on Christmas
night, 1888, the people ofLittle Rock
were startled by loud scream, as
Of some one In mortal terror, while
following that, with hardly an inter
val, some successive reports Of fire
arms-one, two, three-a dozen
deafening explosions. They few to
the shop Of the milliner, whence the
sound emanated, and pushed back
the unfastened door A dreadful
scene was presented. There she
st00dzin=th the center of -theF00m, with
a revolver in each hand, every bar
rel discharged. Her features pale,
her eyes flashed wildly, and her bps
parted with an awful smile! And
there at her feet, sweltering in his
warm blood, his bosom literally rid
died with shot, lay the all dreaded
duelist, Hiram Shore, grasped in the
last-agony, s. ttHN iflf"Ia
He articulated but a single SEN
my mother that am
dead and gone to he1"' and instant
ly expired. -.., r..
"In Gods name, who did thisy'
exclaimed the appalled, spectators.
81 did itPh said the beautiful mil
liner, in her sweet silver accents, 81
did it to save my .hOnorp' ....-.
Such is 4 brief abstract of the es-
sential circumstances developed in
the, examination of witnesses. The
testimony closed and the pleading
began. a. gs-- 81
First of all, Fowler Pike and Ash
ley, all famous lawyers at that time
in the Northwest spoke in success
sion for the cprOsecution. They
about equally partitiOned theirrelo7
quence betWiXt the prisoner and hee
advocate, covering the latter wish
such sarcastic wit, railery and ridi-
cuIe as made it a doubt whether he
or his clint was the party then on
trial AS to Denton, however, he
seemed not TO pay the slightest at
tention to his opponents, but re
mained motionless, with his fore
head bowed on his hand like one
buried in deep thought or sluTber.
When his time came, however, he
suddenly sprang to his feet, crossed
the bar and took a position almost
touching the foreman of the jury
BE then commenced in q Whisper
and indescribably distinct to ill
the hail from floor to galleries.
At the outset he dealt in pure
logic, analyzing aud combining the
proven facts till the whole mass of
confused evidence looked transpar-
enJ as a globe of crystal, through
which the innocence of his clint
shOne as luminous as a sunbeam,
while the jurors nodded to each
other signs of thorough conviction. !
The thrilling whisper and cOncen- |
trated argument, and language sim
pie as a child's had satisfied the de-
mands Of the intellect, and this, too,
in only twenty minutes. Itwas like
the work of a mathematical demon
strator. .-r.s
He then=ehangeds his posture 50 as 1
to sweep the bar With. his glance,
and like a red hot iron, the forked |
blue vein swelled and wreathed on
his brow, his ewes resembled hye1
Goals, and his voice was the clangOr
of a trumpet. b L never before or
since listened to such appalling
denunciations. Il was. like JOVe's |
eagIe charming a flock of crows. It |
was like Jove hurting thunderbOlts
in the shuddering eyes of inferior
gods. Aud yet, in the highest tenn
per of his fury, seemed wonderfully |
calm. He employed no gesture save
one-she flash Of q long bOEy finger
directly in the pallid faces of his le-
gal foes. He painted their venality |
and unmanly baseness in coalescing
for money to crush a friendless fe-
male. till q shout of stifed wrath |
broke from the multitude, and some
ofThe Hworn panel cried shame!
And thus the orator had cried an
other point-had aroused perfect
storm Of Indignation against the
prosecuion-and this. also, IN TWEEN /
5y minutes.
He changed his theme once more. /
His voice grew monrnful as tuner
Al dirge and his eyes filed 9Th
tears, as he traced q Yived picture !
Of mans eruelties and woman !
wrongs, With special applications in /
.he case of his clint. til half the an |
Iience wept like ehndreB,