The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1873-12-02
Aow Tweed Received Its Sen.
tenCe.
NEW York Srecisl to Chicago Tines.l

When Judge Davis commenced TO
pass sentence pin might be heard fall
ing, The Clerk, in his off handed, ster.
eotfped form asked VIM NJ Tweed
what had he to say, Tweed stood up,
crossed his hands before him, and gui
ped out Nothing" 50 low that but few
persons aesrd fitn. His counsel, Ora
ham, simultaneously started up, with
wig awry and red face, and, in a com
planning, broken voice, said +: "He has
already spoken through counsel" "The
old man," as the crowd called him look
ell very bad at this point He was COM
pletely broken down, and looked as
guilty man as ever stood at the bar.
Judge Davis never looked at the ,pris-
oner straight II the face, and the pris-
oner never looked toward the Judge -
The Judge bushed ha-hfnIly in the face
of the crowd as he procee'le1h with in
creesing vehemence, to denounce the
prisoner for the awful betrayal OF pub,
lie trust. Graham made a copious use
OF hi> white pocket handkerchief Ire.
maine sat erect, bnt pale and notion
less. The rest Of the counsel sat with
bowed heads Young Tweed bent al
most to the ground with grief. The
voting ladies looked on 8, ,mpathizngly
The sound Uf the pencils Of a battalion
Of reporters tot.ld be heard, while the
uige In low but animated tones re.
hearsed the history of Tweed's be.raya al
Of The people
Those who know Davis well say he
was truthful in saying it was NO pleas.
utc to pass that terrible sentence, but Il.
year after year was piled on in sterl
accents, men shuddered. not having
kept track Of the ;!ndgss remarks, and
they whispered, "Fweed Up f,f life
1t was only for twelve years ?oliti
ci ans who heard the sentence learnet
all awful lesson. In the middle of ,hs
Judges remarks he intifiiated dissent
from the opinion OF the proseca loi
that every couat should have a separate
sentence Tweed lifted his head ane
glanced at the Judge inquiringly. Th'
Judg ge, still hlusi,ing and talanting tbt
gavel With his foref1nger aid thumb
went on to explain that be woud pasl
sentence on re,luced number. but still
over 200 The prisoner dropped hi'
head, and sighed. A. the Judge wen
on with increasing vehemence to de
nounce the rapacity of the ring, T#eeG
| fl yeted uneasily, and when the Judge
becoming excited once, thumped tb,
judicial desk and then paused, scared a
the sound himself had made, Tweet
started and looked al the Judge with I
frightened, reproaehful look. It was I
long and fearful ordeal for the prisoner
and most people in Court pitied him -
The look o shame and humiliation OF
the face of the prisoner was not with
out effect on the spectators 1t wa
seen not to be forgotten, and will hav'
q wholesome result. Once.in the cours'
of enumerating the figures and repeat
ing the numbers of the indictments, tn,
Judge became confused, and appealed
to the s,enographer: Have l repeated
those counts ?" mo sir," said III,
stenographer. The Judge passed oil
and resumed with greater vehemence
and the fearful truth burst upon th,
prisoner. At the close be was fairl.
overcome.
The grief of his son was terrible
more SO because of the efforts to re
press signs of it.
At the close Of the sentence stou
man. with broad shoulders and shah
by brown coat, hurried the prisoner in
to an inner room, when leave-takin,
was made. The prisoner did not seen
to see any one, but mechanically hell
out his hands and allowed them to b.
shaken. His son embraced him ant
kissed him, and friends whispered con
solatory words, which were unheard =
The Sheriff, with Hnmstakable gesture
ended The scene, and the prisoner, will
Deputy Sheritfs around him, descended
by unfrequen,ed corridors end halls t.
the Sheriff office