Bozeman avant courier. [volume] (Bozeman, Mont.) 1872-1882, 1873-01-31
]. GUILTY.
Stokes in the Face Of the Verdict.
DRAMATIC SCENES IN s,Oxv.T.

. Stokes in the Face Of the Verdict,
DRAMATIC SCENES IN COUNT,
From the New York worldl
When the jury went out small number
Of spcctat ~. rentAintd, together with solae
reporters, Who were writing out their notes,
Ordinary chat went on. Ladies ate ice,
counsel and their cronies cracked i6kes and
laughed aloud At them. The place wore the
appearances Of court room where some mi.
q nor case Of fraud was pending and verdict
fof acquittal was expect d.
/ s The Jury weresexpected in at half-past ten
g, clock, bait rlesen came and t,aey sssrouat.
Presently there was a murmur that became
then - noise and hideous hum that seemed
like that heard in the sacred fanes Of the
Dclrhian Apollo, 80 often prophetic OF dire
fate. 1t came sb suddenly and sharply as to
seem supernatufaL A chilfran through fiip
audience. rs Wheh evil geAii pass by and
s'the hair Of the flesh stands up,n or when
an open scpulchre is neared.
! This passed, and tl,ern was no sign of the
Importance Of the occasion, but the hurry Of
every one to get a seat. Presently Stokes
came In. He WAS accompanied by his BROTH
er, sister, and the wife and daughter Of Mr.
| Townsend
As We; the jury did not appear and as the
Judge and counsel took their seats there was
sigh OF relief among some of the speeta-
tors who considered that the verdict Of the
Jury would not be given at that time and
that the Judge was about to dismiss the
court. 50 u tS
| But now the jury came filing in and took
| their places. and the philosophicalybcgan to
pliiiosophize upon the decay of Spartan aud
| Roman JUSTICE that was to be exhibited in
the mild verdict about to be given by those
twelve mild-looking men, attired in the
peaceful garb' of American citizens.
The jury answered to their names, and
still the proceedings seemed very dull and
commonplace. A well known editor sat be-
side Judge Boartlna an, .as 1t were. In the ca-
pacffy of confidential adviser, aud the Judge
edged over on his platform toward his friend
and took serious counsel with lli,a..
The prisoner is told to stasd up
Now the Judge asks the foreman of the Jus
~: 'Ilave yon decided upon serdirty'
I'VE have
What is il ~ lssS
Murder in the first d.. gree. ~.
A shutlder in every human frame in court,
as if the wing OF Azrael touched each person;
a stified cry from Stokes sister-not the wild
swift-passing cry of the savage. but the faint
outcome OF the 'groanng that cannot be ut
tered, from nature. that, except Under the
lire stress Of such an awful ennnciation.
Neld die aid give no sound in public places
expressive Of the burde1etl spirit.s wounds.
Something rises visibly iii the throat OF Che
prisoner. lie has not expected this, nor has
any one outside OF the jury; but te. does hot
ssngger.
There are some few of his old motiens.
but there is nothing III his ap-
pearance except it is a deepening OF his dark
eyes. The Judge looks startled: but. his friend
lis equal to the occasion. Mr.. Beach and Mr.
Tremain are deeply affected with opposite
emotions.
Stokes turns sharply upon Mr.. Beach, and
exclaims through his set teeth, MIR. Beach,
you have done your work pretty well I hope
you have been well paid for it's
This brought up Mr. Fellows, acting Dis 1
trict Attorney, who seemed fer once in his
life Disconnected and sorry that he had ever
adopted the legal profession. He made 4
long personal, ill-timcd speech, which seem
ed the nlerest meckery it this cfisis Of one
Of the most extraordinary trials Of history.
He said that he had positively refused to 20
on with the case unless Mr. Beach and MIR.
Fullerton were associated with him, and tlxt
tiisy had linwilIinsly consented to try the
case with him 1t the request of District At
torney Garvin, and without any'fee from any /
member OF Fisk's family.
At this point wrath overcame the prisoser,
and raising himself half from his seat and
bis right arm wildly, he shouted
Nor from jay Gond.''
There was silence in court for the space of |
4. minute, while at that midnight hour tile
wild, fierce, ironical, despairing words Uf the
prisoner went out through the open doors,
aAd echoink and re- -echofng through tile half
lit corridors. The reveIberating walls caught
up the cry, Jay Gould jay Gouldr' and
UP aniong the recesses and mazes Of brown
bsoms and rafterss ofthe roof mocking goblins
seemed to take up the refrain, which was still
Jay Gould Jay Could T.
But Che prisoner friends caught him back
among the proprieties, and the appalled, at
torney continued in stammering, apolo-
getic tone. He went on at some length,
thanking the counsrl for the defense and his
associates, and the court and jury, and con-
cluded BIZ congratulatins Ainlselftnat his
three years endurance Of such scenes as he
now saw could now cease and he could be-
come private citizen. 4sv~
Meanwhile, Mr. Beach sat there with his
large eyes dilating with horror, aud irflamed
IS If with tears. He seemed choking. He
gazed intently at :he east windows which he
was facing. Again his burning eyes wander
ed from face to face, as if seeking sympathy
and support. Ills look tarried long upon
gentleman who wore clerical yesr, as il he
was ANXIOUS for benefit OF clergy .''ias s1ss
The lines deepened upon the fare, ,of Ly-f,
man Tremaine, which was flushed Nilh emo.
Hon. He wastsrribly sbaken. Even on the
smooth, cool, passionIess face of Mr.. Towns
end there was alook Of grief, and the hesvyl