Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1891-05-01

and ruined one of Gods most beautl-
full creations. Then turning his white
face up to Heaven. he cried in an &C.
stacy of passions:
"He may escape now, but God will
blast him from among men! Ven-
.@eanee win find him out, for he Ge-
bauched and murdered Innocence!
Wrath shall take him to its kissing
bosom! Hate shall encompass him!
Rage shall entwine him! Remorse
shall press upon himi Truth shall for
sake hint Peace shall never know him!
JOY shall forever leave him! Tears
and gall and shame shall be his por-
ton, till time, and death, and fury,
shall dash and dissipate his foul, pol
luting ashes from the bosom of abhor-
ring Nature. for he murdered limo
cence! he murdered Innocence?
The prisoner, with his fingers grasped
about his neck, and with the Hood
vessels standing out like cords upon his
| temples, swung lower and lower under
the pitiless lash of language. He cow
cred and writhed as if storm of fire
were beating over him, and when John
Earring drew in his breath to plunge
anew into terrible invective, the weak,
remorse-tormented man sprang gasp
ing up with his eyes starting out, his
| face livid, his arms stretched out with
| fingers working, and stumbling for
ward. shrieked: "Mercy! mercy!
mercy!" and fell crashing among the
chairs at John Earnings feet.
For q moment John Earring, with
his hands stretched up, scintillated
above the PROSTATE man, then rising
to his utmost height he shrilled in q
piercing voice:
Hes guilty! he's guilty! he's
GUILTY." and sat down choking and
laboring for breath.
The crowed surged forward, men
dashed water in the prisoners face,
and John Earling staggered weakly
out. Old men, with tears in their eyes,
and young men in frenzy of excite
ment-and among them Salvo Popp,
with his heart wedged we'll into his
Adam s-apple-reached out their hands
to embrace him. But he looked so
white and spent it seemed he must fall,
and they divided before him in the GEN.
ter aisle, and he came out, and, with
the winter wind cooling his forehead
and freshening his nostrils, went slow
~ to his room, feeling at last, like
warming liquor, the thought pierce his
exhaustion that the murderer was con-
victed and Maun' fair name was saved.
After time the prisoner, supported
by the big sheriff and his suffering
deputy, came out with his head hang
ing upon his breast, and, despite his
pitiable condition, the enraged popu-
lace could with great difficulty be pro-
hibited from tearing him piecemeal
But at last with a struggle the bolts
were shot to their places behind him
again, and ere the dawn of the next
day the jury pronounced him guilty
of murder in the first degree"
CHAPTER Xxx
That the jurymen in Fowler's case
had covered themselves with honora-
BILE glory went without question, since
the general face of Openstone glowed
with satlfactlon as the result of theil
deliberations was blown about. Bu
Joel looked very sour; this effort Of
John Earrings, coupled with the en-
comiums which it elected, filed him
with bitterness; besides some politica
, and private loadstones which he hat
/, secretly put into position to draw
: the jury back, had been overcome
by John Earnings ''froth and raw
ings," as he called it. He said little
however, as he went about with thu
: corners of his big mouth drawn dowr
l and his under lip drawn up until hi
little cellar stairway of chins was quit
. drawn away from its moorings inside
= his eighteen-inch collar. Only on
thing seemed magical enough to turf
the vinegary edge of his feelings, ant
:; that was the pictured pile of marble
u and granite on the left hand corner o
> the map within his private office
Standing before that, just after tn
- verdict, leaping from mouth to moutl
: down the street from the courthouse
had come by the same swift mode O
carriage in at the door of his big stor
and his big hairy aural openings, h
uttered an expletive and muttered
Young Teller, don't you ever try t
come inside of it! don't you now o
u You'll get hurt!" and he gave his hug
= fist sweep that seemed to make
kind of inviolable circle of ownershl
u about the pile. Then he gazed at it
long time and the darkness died out c
his face and a sort of sunrise too
- place in that fat expanse; he was goin
- up the marble steps with greatnes
- again.
- He sat down to his desk and bega
40 writing, but in a moment the clou
g was in his face again and he pushe
" the paper away from him inpatient
Y; and sat looking at the back of his hair
ID hand. After q time he took lon
Is breath and muttered: "'It's no use; he
" young man that's got to be set dow
,o on. He's smart and II go right to tn
ne front if he amt fattened out. {
y course he'll not come into the ring
VI confound itr and he got up and wei
At to the window and stood there pc
y, ing sourly on the opposite block.
For some time he remained thinkin!
~ thinking with his brows drawn into
~ " knot and the sacks under his ey'
W looking almost black. All that passe
SO so through his mind could not well
VI enumerated, but something of Il
* nature of his cogitating may be col
E ni jectured when we say that by noon IL
ne ne next day it came to be known TIL
&c Judge Ashman, through the infuen'
y, mainly of Joel as represented in h
ne ne council, had granted Fowler upon
~ pretended technical error a rehearin
~, / .Indnn Ashman felt .Inel's hand NM