Morning journal and courier., 1883-07-21
A Lawyers First Case.


How Its Success Brought Him a Wife.
 GFrom the Arkansaw Traveller.l
 Judge Shickleton relates an interesting Ffeminisoenee Sk tlIe early days of Arkansas. stI came here" said the judge, t'lust after had been admitted to the bar in a northern State Like the average young lawyer, I was poor and actually thirsted for case. Short ly after arrived went to 8 mountain dis trict and stopped at @ small town where there was considerable excitement over the trial of young man who had been indicted for murder. The older lawyers were 10th to engage in the prosecution, so the young prosecuting attorney was working single handed. I met him the second day after my arrival, and when he learned that I was a lawyer he said:
 "'I am at present prosecuting, for mur- der, young fellow named Dawes. He is guilty guilty can be, and should by all means hang. yet fear, with so much oppo- sition, that will not be able to assist justice to proper punishment of the terrible crime. Now, what want you to do is to assist me. ,
 'I studied the case carefully. made eve ry point so clear that could see the jury men shaking their heads when an illustration was strikingly vivid. The counsel for the defense, composed of old lawyers whose fame had long since been established, looked at mo in astonishment. They met me and wanted compromise knew nothing but justice, and justice krew no compromise. Finally the case went to the jury. Within five minutes afterward a verdict of guilty was rendered. The young man was hanged. I moved to another part of the State, where I soon established good practice.
 "One day about three years afterward l met, at northern watering-place @ beauti- full young woman whose husband was dJ ing of consumption. The consumptive grew worse rapidly, but his wife was still hopeful, e. I>o koIl ne hat ho ipfo Had fo when he recovered. One night about 12 o'clock was summoned to the poor fellows room. He lay gasping for breath, and his wife, even beautiful in grief, sat holding his hands. The end soon came, and I saw her bow her head in despair.
 'I did not see Mrs. Delure, the fair widow, for few days after the funeral. Then she came to tell me good-b
 "'When the memory of your husband af- lords 8 melancholy pleasure, instead of deep grief, will you not write to me? asked.
 ''T don't know she replied. T don't feel as though shall ever again feel disposed to write, but thank you for the deep inter est you have taken in me, and hope to some day meet you again
 II returned to Arkansas and resumed my practice, but business cares did not remove the image of that beautiful face. Two years passed and I heard nothing from Ella. as naQ lSbCn9u to Lu1nK OI uoE AL Id6b 1 ue- termined to go again to the watering place. One evening after I had been there & few days, was strolling on the mountain whom I chaneed to stroll near Delure's grave. Hearing voices I approached cautiously. I stood behiE8 a tFoe. The moon camo out, and 1 saw Mrs. Dslure and man sitting near the grave.
 "I cannot mprry you,' she said. You have been very kind to me, and have greatly aided mo in getting my school, but I cannot marry you
 "Do you ever expect to marry again p he asked.
 "T don't know. There is ono n1an whoso memory love. He was with mo when my husband died. If I were to ever marry any one would marry him. promised to write to him, and have tried n dozen times but each lettor seemed like love letter.
 "I could stand no more, and oxclaiming Ella rushed from my hiding place and caught her in my arms The man locked on for a moment and turned away.
 "Our arrangements were soon completed Our wedding was quiet and simple, and i'm m0diately after the ceremony we started for my home in Arkansas.
 ''We began housekeeping at once; and know there was not a happier man in town than l. One evening while Ella and I were sitting in the twilight she said
 '' I never saw a man so little interested in anyones history as you are. You have been acquainted with me 8 long time now, and have never asked me anything about my for mer self
 "'Your present self, replied, belongs to me; your former self did not. I am never anxious about anything that does not belong to me ;
 "eDo you know that used to live in this State ["
 '' Did you p I asked in surprise.
 ''fYes,' she said, in saddened tone. I -SAl EEck husband was named Dawes, but he was bad man, and died by the hand of the law
 ''Great heavens I had hung her hus- band"