The Bozeman weekly chronicle. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1883-1889, 1886-10-06
FIVE MILLION POUNDS
ny t. WEMXss REID.

| havs no heart to write OF the events Of
the next day There was again the eager
crowd Of sightseers in court, and again all
the actors in the dismal tragedy appeared in
their old pacss The jury looked jaded
after their night Of confinement at neigh
boring hotel and / was conscious that not
merely upon myself, but upon my darling,
the awful ordeal of the previous day, and of
the sIeepless night which followed, had told
heavily. But she preserved the same air Of
sweet serenity which had distinguished her
from The first.
MIR. Hawks speech for the prosecution was
the coolest eearest and most merciless expo
sition OF tine facts that could by any posi-
bi.ity have been laid before the jury. He
was no novice at his work, and / shudder-
ingiy felt when he sat down that be had not
left loophole by which Daisy eoul escape
Tnat NJ. NJ .ulevereF was undoubtedly poi
sonsI bv strychn on the night of October
"a. that the prisoner was the person who
mrst have committed the crime, and that
ste had strong motive for committing it
these were the three points which he labored
to establish beyond the power Of refutation,
and it was only too clear that he did establish
them in the minds of nearly everybody in
court
Mr.. Belmore took very different line.
His desire ev IDENTITY was to get away as far as
possible from the evidence, ana in speech
which was full of impassi0ned and eloquent
pleading he dwelt upon the difficulty OF i'm
agining that young girl like Daisy could
ev, have conceived, much less could have
carried out, so deadly plot against the life
Of her relative and benefactor. Nothing but
absolutely convincing evidence could justify
the iury in finding verdict against her. But
in this case where was there any absolute
demonstration of her guilt Who could say
that Mr.. Mauleverer had not, under the in1u-
ence of the excitement from which he was TN
doubtedly suffering, committed suicides and
in that case everybody knew the proverbial
cunning with which a madman sought to
hide the traces of his acts; but even If this
hypothesis were to be rejected, was it not
possible. and even probable that weak,
muddle headed Dr. Carrick might have
made another mistake, and by inadvertence
given strvcnia instead of bromide of pctas-
sium to his patientl At all events, with
these two possibilitie staring them In the
facs. the jury would incur a terrible re-
sponsibility if they returned verdict Of
guilty against the prisoner.
l think that if the jury had given their
verdict then it would have been in Daisy's
favor. But the summing up Of the judge,
clear, careful and impartial, destroyed the
effect of Belmore's eloquent special plead
ing.
/ sat as in a dream, while the tedious
formalities connected with the retirement Of
the jury were carried out And then came
half an hour of awful supense, during which
everybody remained in court save my darling
and the Judge. / still recall with a sickening
sense of horror that sudden lull in the hum
Of general conversation, which told US thst
the jury were returning to deliver their ver-
dict see the judge hurrying tack to the
bench; l see the twelve men, with their
grave, set faces slowly filing into the box;
hear, as though from a vast distance the
calling over of the names, and the demand
of the clerk, "How say you, gentlemen; do
you find the prisoner guilty or not guiltYF
And then l ann on my feet with arms
stretched out to where my love stands, deadly
white. but more beautiful than ever, with
hands clasped and eyes turned toward
heaven, which has just heard the mon
strous verdict that is to brand her
name wi b infamy and cut short h0r life
upon the scaffold. For the jury have re-
turned a verdict of Guilty" and our last
hope has been destroyed.
Some one draws me back into my seat,
and implores ms, for her sake, to remain
calm try to obey, and sit trembling
from head to foot, amid the dread silence
which now falls upon the crowded court.
while in he fewest possible words, the man
TO whose hand the welding Of the awful
sword of justice has been intrusted pro-
uounces my darling's doom.
And then wake as from trance. Daisy
is gone; the judge has departed; counsel and
solicitors, jurymen. witnesses and spectators
are all hurrying away, as though from the
theatre when the play is ended. Some one
takes my arm 1t is Harding, who has had
time to dof his wig and gown, and who now
leads me INCREASINGLY from the hateful
gpot