St. Paul daily globe., 1894-03-20
MkDELIAE'S EARLY LIFE.
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for teacher?' Mr.. Butterworth asked.
Most assuredly do. Never so much
as today" came the prompt reply"
But all this was swept away by one
act"
Further on she explained that she un-
ders,ood the requirements for good
character in woman were the same as
In man. Several times Miss Pollard's
lawyers demonstrated with her that she
must confine her answers TO the queS.
lions put to ner, As she manifested a
disposition to overstep the limits in her
eagerneSS to make her statements
count against the other side. Her
voice was somewhat lower than it had
been when she was last be fore the court,
the pallor of her face had increased, eX-
cept when it had flushed. but her words
were as carefully chosen as ever. There
was some interesting sparring when
Butterworth produced the high-hown
school girls letter 10 "Wessie" Brown,
daughter of the principal of the Wes-
leyan seminary. and used it as a basis
OF cross-examination. The plaintiff ad
mitted that it had been 0verdrawn. and
was exaggerated in her pride at that
time. 1t contained references to blind
lover for whom she had entertained the
greatest affection. according to the allu-
sions. and also to Roselle.
'Wele you engaged to him?" inquired
Mr.. Butterworth, referring to the latter
individual.
Not at that time" replied Miss Pol
lard.
There were other references to the
latter person. and to her idea that 1t was
her duty to break him Of his habit of
'Swilling tirewater."
"Have you corrected all the errors in
this letter." Mr.. Butterworth asked, as
he finished its reading, in his best elo-
cutionary style, which. being somewhat
pOnGerous, hardly accorded with the
sentimental terms of the epistle.
Not all of theln." she replied, and
then lifting her veil. began to wipe her
eyes with her handkerchief. The next
few replies were delivered in tear
broken voice, and she seemed to be on
the point of breaking down. AS he
went on 10 press her for her reasons for
leaving her aunt in Pittsburg. when a
girl, the crying increased. She rsld
Mr. Butterworth that she wanted to
answer him satisfactorily, but he seemed
80 eXaSperatlng."
1t seemed that she had left this aunt
for family reasons, because another
aunt was anxious to take her, and the
purpose of the question was not made
apparent at this stage. In the course
of the inquiry about her early aSpira-
tionS and her reading, she said that the
day she had met Col. Breckinridge at
the seminary she had been reading
1.-The Gates Ajar," by Elizabeth Stuart
Phelps.
II unde stand you to say that you
had read no literature which could not
be put in the hands of a modest girl?"
the croSS-eXaminer said.
Zone moment" interpoSed Mr.. Will
son, proceeding to argue that this par
ticular line of questioning had been
pursued so far, so continuously and so
repeatedly that it was becoming op-
pressive. In his reply, MIR. Butterworth
said:
The plaintiff has put in har char
acter here as the main point of issue.
She has surrounded herself so far with
an atmosphere of perfect purity" He
wanted to learn whether she had car
ried on the line of reading which would
naturally suggest inquiry about certain
lines of life which would make her
good or bad, strengthen her to resist
temptation, or imbue a tendency to com.
promise with the approaches of evil.
There are three parties to this suit. "
he concluded, 1.-The plaintiff, the de-
fendant, the public"
1t was not the line of questioning, but
| the repetitiOnS to it, to which he ob-
| jected, Mr.. Wilson urged, and the court
| sustained him.
Were you old enough to take care OF
yourself at the Wesleyan seminary?''
was tie next question.
Yes, sir" was the answer; but after
it had been made Mr.. Wilson proceeded
| alda I'M n
upon which stress was made, but that
it depended upon who approached
with silvery tongue" This allusion tc
the well-known sobrlquet Of the Ken
lucky orator provoked an audible laugh
which caused Judge Bradley to rap OIL
his desk with sharp reprimand.
''I want the public to understand tha
this is not show" he said. Il all
sorry so many think 1t their duty tt
come here, and if there is any demon
stration of approval or snickering
will order the room to be cleared" Iht
admOnitiOn had Its effect.
There was much questioning as tt
whether she knew certain persons il
Bridgeport, KY, where she had stopped
in 1852 and 1888. Some of the name
she did not emember; others she re-
called. among them Alex Julian, th
blind man with whom the defense viii
endeavor to prove Miss Pollard retired
at a country house after mock mar
riage.
Then Miss Pollard proceeded to ex
plain the circumstances of the visit t
Squire kinSie's house on which tn,
story of the mock marriage with Julial
was based. declaring that to the best o
her knowledge nothing like a moe
marriage had taken place. Her uncl
| -hA 81 lix,iy nd wit
whom her mother lives was with he
that day.
Ibid Mr.. Julian ever conduct himsel
towards you as lover; did lie ever a.
tempt to careSs you" was asked.
mo, indeed, ne would not have dare
to-" came the emphatic reply. supple
mented by the explanation that he
uncle George had been very strict wit
the girls, and would not have permitte
anything OF the sort.
''How long did your friendship wit
Mr.. Julian cOntinue"
Il thought Mr.. Julian was still m
friend. l did not know that ne wa
not"
did you know Owen Robinson?"
Il knew Mr.. Robinson"
Ibid you ever correspond with him?
~ may have written to him. l do nc
remember"
Several letters were handed to Mis-
Pollard with an inquiry whether sh
had written them.
aShe said that she could best tell b
| | reading them TO see whether she recos
niZed any expressions as those she wa
| accustomed to use. After a long paus
she handed back the first one, sayinl
with smile:
II did write that"
Of the others she said she might hay
written them. One of them contained
lot of hair. Attorneys Carlisle an
: Wilson occupied quarter of an hour
t reading these school girl letters, aftt
which Mr.. ButterwOrth read them
the jury. The first one, dated in Marcl
1888, was begun:
: dear Owen" said that she put h.
: last letter under her pillow and erie
| herself to sleep, expressed regret fl
E | having written on Valentines day