The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1882-01-27

Ah6 Oh SuluClb, duu tiI6 VOCABULARY OF
vituperation of this chosen man of Cod
had been, You're IMPORTER You're
a reprobatel" " You are an Internal
scoundrelr' you are rotten-headed' !,
"Yo on are a liar, Porter, and don't Vol
forget it!'' But the meshes of the iayl
were being closely woven about thJ
blasphemous murderer, and at fen
minutes past 3 o'clock Judge Porter
closed his remarkable speech. Tn
within ten minutes, Guiteau had beenl
incessant in his interruptions, but 8
Judge Porter began his eloquent ami
impressive peroration with the word.
"The time has come when I mus
Close" fear seemed to paralyze tn.
tongue that has cast forth so mucl
foulness. The cheeks of the assassin
began to blanch. His eyes were riyet.
ed upon the jury. His hands ouiyeredt
and he listened with the rest, in oain.l
full silence of that court room. te thel
great forensic orators closing words
Judge Porter, with a gracious bow to |
the court and jury, took his seat, aid
silence, even more impressive, cane
over the audience that was SO densey
packed throughout that dingy cout
room. The closing ten minutes Il
Judge Porter's speech had set forth d
a clearer light than it had been pre-
sented before, the cool elaboration O.
the murderer, and the evidence of th.
prisoners responsibility for the act
1t evidently was the desire of the PROF.
ecution that the case should go to thu
jury as soon as possible after thai
speech, and Judge Cox, taking up a
roll of legal manuscript, began to look
over what proved to be his charge. IT
was apparent that he was ready 10
proceed, although the usual hour for
adjournment had arrived. Mr.. SEQ
vile was quickly upon his feet in the
interest of the defense, and suggested
that he had more points which he
wished the judge to consider before
making his charge. that the usual hour
for adjournment had come, that the iu-
ry was worn out, and had no dinner.
and that there should be an adjourn.
ment until tomorrow. The prosecu-
ton was FESTIVE. Judge Porter, who
had suffered much during the day from
the gibes and sneers and taunts and
Billingsgate of the assassin, suggested
that it was Judge Cox and not Scovile
who was to charge the jury, and that
the time had come when no more OBJ
stacles should be placed in the way Of
justice. Judge Cox said that he was
ready to proceed; that the trial had al.
ready been too protracted; but that be
would abide by the wishes Of the Jury
With one accord half the jurors al
once arose to their feet and said they
preferred to hear the charge then, and
to their statement the remainder Of
the jury nodded quick assent. Their
unanimity was ominous. Their decis
ion helped to deepen the anxious lines
which had furrowed Scoville's face al
day, and the prisoner in the dock wa:
cast down. The interest was intens,
as Judge Cox began to read his charge
1t was document which required ar
hour and half for it's delivery. I
was read in clear tones, with the great
est judicial dignity. All seemed tt
feel that the final hour of the law haG
come. The jury showed more interes
than they have manifested at any time
during the trial. They turned in thei1
seats. leaned forward, eagerly watched
the judge and did not lose word OF
syllable Of that remarkable address
The silence at times became almost
oppressive. There never had been Sc
long a period of silence since the tria
began. For three-quarters of an houl
even Guiteau did not say a word
After that he attempted three times tC
interrupt Judge Cox. AS the Judge
concluded his charge it was dark as
night. The darkness increased the so
| legfRi ana gn0SfIt.. Thee Jurors lrtir sat
peering through the gloom, the bench,
the light of upon which shone full up
on Judge Cox's grave and dignifed
face. The counsel sat listening with
intense eagerness to every sentence,
with different emotions. The prisoner
sat dazed and silent in the dock. The
half a-dozen policemen who guarded
him, instinctiyely drew more closely
to him, as if apprehensive that, in that
midnight darkness, their prisoner
might escape if opportunity were
presented, and by the side of the dock,
almost touching the elbow Of the man
so soon to be declared a convicted
murderer, sat some wealthy ladies of
Washington society.
THE VERDICT.
After the jury had been out about
twenty minutes a recess was taken I'M
til $50. Many of the audience, who
had virtually been imprisoned since
$3.50 in the morning, availed them
selves of the opportunity to obtain
fresh air and lunch. The prisoner, at
his request, had been allowed, soon
after the jury left the court room, to
retire to little room he has occupied
since the trial began as waiting room
during recess. Before leaving the
court room he evinced considerable
nervousness, but on getting away to
comparative seclusion his usual COM
posture and assurance soon returned to
him. He sent out for some apples
with which he treated his attendants,
meanwhile chatting Familiarity and
good naturally. He was asked what
he thought the jury would do and re-
piled: i think they will aquit me or
disagree. Don't you?" Within ten
minutes after recess had been taken,
the jury called to the bailiff in waiting
that they were ready with their verdict.
They were informed that a recess had
been taken and that Judge Cox had
left the court room; so they remained
in their room until court reassembled.
The rumor that they had agreed was
quickly spread from one to another,
and the excited crowd surged back in
to the court room and anxfously wait
ed what all seemed to expect, verdict
Of guilty. The musty, antique rooms
are devoid of gas, and several candles
which had been placed upon the desk
Of the judge, counsel, and reporters,
impaired weird and fancifully un-
natural aspect to the grim old place. |
The shadows thrown upon the dark |
background of the wall seemed like
lifting spectres to usher in the sombre
procession of those who held in their
hands the destiny of a human life.
First came the prisoner with the
Iuick nervous ston and 40 hn Snotod |