The examiner., 1882-02-04
Guiteau Found Guilty.

Judge Porter concluded his three days ad-
 dress on the fiHty-fourth day of the trial. He
 was constantly interrupted by tu1teau ana
 subjected to 2 terront of abuse. At 3 o'clock
 were over, and there. only remained Judge
 Cox's charge to the jury. At this time the
 court-r room was densely packed, and the audi
 there until tie jury should bring in it's verdict.
 Judge Cox had evidently prepared his
 charge with great deal of care. He spoke in
 quiet, clear, judicial manner, and he had no
 more earnest and attentive listener than Gui 1 teau himself who bent forward over the rail
 ings on the dock with his face reeting iii She palms of his hatids and his elbows supported l by the railing, making noteworthy picture in
 the dim twilight of the room. Judge Cox's charge swept away all the cobwebs which the | lawyers on each side had constructed. It was concise, clear and positive statement of the ss dsi50n Tbd5 the of pv insanity us of .nas t1s to the evidence sustaining both the sanity and the in anity claims It left no sort | of doubt in the minds of the jury as to pre- | cise!y what was insanity as contemplated by l t':e law, and gave them no opportunity for any other discussion among themselves, excepting | the single one to wh ther the evidence in- l troduced met the legal requirements. The l charge was one to which, even the counsel for | the defehse said, little or ho exception could be taken, ahd tio exception at allwas possible upon his statement of the law. Nevertheless | it sounded to the audience, and, as since learned, was accepted by the jury like the | given the benefit of all that he could possi- | bly, under the evidence, ask for, and yet l Judge Coxs statement of the case was so ter ! ribly powerful against him that many people l believed that the jury would be out but d few | mometits. Once or twice Guiteau offered some | trivial comments, but they were unnoticed by the judge and almost unheard by the people in | the courtroom. It did not escape notice of | members of the bar who heard the charge that in some respects Judge Cox had been fairer toward the prisoner even than his counsel had asked him to be, whi on the other hand he had brushed away as insignificant and of no consequence some of the points which the prosecution had dwelt upon with seemingly the greatest confidence.
 Soon after o'clock, and while dusk was be- coming darkness in the courtroom, the jury took the case into it's own hands. A grim-vis- aged bailif making his way through the dense throng that stood between the jury and tho door beckoncd to them to follow him. A col mentary evidence, prepared to follow, and one by one thus escorted, the jury made it's way from the courtroom into the consultation loom overhead. Judge Cox, after they had gone, leaned over the bar and conversed qui- etly with one or two lawyers. MT. Scoville and MT. Reed, the prisoners counsel, chatted with one or two of the audience. Judge Porter sat silent, while Corkhill made the only exhibition by gathering together the documents and pa pers with which the tables were strewn.
 Guiteau sat fin the dock for five or six min utes, like statue, after the jury had gone. It was too dark to see his features, but those who stood near him said he was muttering some thing to himself. He finally looked up toward the judge and tried to get up, but he seemed to have lost his strength and the officers who guarded him thought he was going to break down. At last he said in 8 weak voice, unlike that he has used to interrupt the proceedings, that he would like to be taken out of the court into the marshal's office, and Judge Cox con- sented. Two bailiffs took him one by each arm and he was, led through the upon ra sf the d door, shifting along until he got out of the courtroom. In the marshal's office he seated in chair in tho corner, and when one of the deputies spoke to him, asking him how he felt, he replied in a tremulous wore on his nerves very much waiting for the jury to come in. He would not say what he thought of Judge Cox's charge. Fifteen min utes, perhaps after the jury went out Judge Cox decided to give recess for half an hour As soon as the crier announced this the audi ence began to converse in loud tones. Women held dainty sandwiches in their fingers, and there was the fragrance of freshly-cut apples. The whispering became murmuring, and the murmuring chatting. Everybody who had a seat kept it; no one would give up his place. Corkhill, the district attorney, a picture in pantomime. His round head bobbed back and forth as he whispered to this or that man, and he threw off some of the off, cial dignity which routine has ren Tered heavy for his shoulders. MT. Scovil1e stood like a statue with his arms folded, while Mr. Reed, who was talking with lawyer, sadly shook his head, as if in anticipation of verdict.
 Within ten minutes after the recess had been taken the jury called to the bailif in waiting that they were ready with their verdict. They were informed thai recess had been taken, and tLat Judge Cox had left the court room, so they remained in their room until the court reassembied. The rumor that the jury had agreed was quickly spread from one to crowd hac into the courtroom.
 Suddenly single shout from the court crier brought perfect silence. The door from the marshals office opened. They were bringing ill tie prisoner.
 As he passed point where the light struck his face, 1t gave his features ghastly look. His jaw was firmly set, however, and he seemed to have recovered his selt-possession.
 He glanced at tie jury box, and then sat in the dock his back to the audience
 minute later there was commotion upon the other side of the room. bailif wbis- nered to the judge, CorkGill etraightened up and looked very stern, Porter did not move 3 muscle, and Scoville still stood there with his arms folded.
 ''The jury is coming," ran in whisper through the courtroom
 The door opened and the shadowy forms of twelve persons were seen filing into their place No one could sec enough of their faces to catch any expression if there was one but, had they shouted their verdict as they entered, they cou not have more fully convinced the people what it was than they did by the silent process sion to the place whence they would pro- nounce it.
 After so short an absence Guiteau sat in his place like block of stone, his figure being just revealed by the dim light The youthful clerk stood up in his place facing the jury. The silence in the courtroom was painful.
 "Gentemen of the jury,'' said the clerk in cold, perfunctory tone of official duty, ''have you agreed upon your verdict?"
 We have,'' responded the foreman, in 6 low and almost indistinct tone.
 s'What say you? Is the prisoner at the bar | guilty or not guilty?''
 "Guilty as indicted" responded the fore ] man. l Then the pent up feelings of the crowd l found expression in uproarious demonstrations | of applause and approval. 1
 N Order order p shouted the bailff.
 Mr. Scovl and counsel for the prosecution ] were simultaneously upon their feet. MT. Sco- | vile attemp ed to address the court but the | district attorney shouted:
 '' Wait until you have the verdict complete an ill due form of law.''
 Order was at length restored, and the clerk, again addressing the jury, said:
 . " Your foreman says, guilty as indicted.' So say you all ?''
 sWe do, they all responded.
 Another demonstration of approval followed l this announcement, but not so prolonged as the first.
 MT. Scoville, still upon his feet, demanded poll of the jury, which was granted, and each juror was called by name and each in firm voice promptly responded: '' Guilty.''