The Washington times., 1894-04-12
The country had been solieitous about six

The country had been solicitous about a six
teen -year-old school girl, but there was no
such person in the case. II she had been
but sixteen, why had not her mother been
called to prove it? II she had been but six
teen, she was as much skilled in love making
as any woman he had ever known.
Il was simple country girl. Mr.. Carlisle "
said the attorney, initiating the manner of
the plaintiff He had hoped that they might
get along without insulting every country
girl in the land The other side had talked
about the fascination of a silver tongue. That
was stale, Major Butterworth said, and went
on to inveigh against busybodies, who would
tear from around his neck the arms of those
who loved him and knew him better than any
jury could.
He paid tribute to the bravery of the
colonel, and declared that the jury knew that
such man was not bad at heart. He was
going on TO describe how, if Col. Breckin-
ridge smiled, people said he was a monster;
if he looked grave tn " said he was sham
ming. but If Miss Pollard laughed, they said:
Behold she smiles, even through veil of
tears" when Judge Bradley interposed, say
ing, "Mr Butterworth, don't you think you
had better confine yourself to the evidence in
the case? This is all what you have heard
outside and has no connection with the case. J"
Not at all nonplussed, the attorney replied,
"Of course, as a judicial officer these things
would not affect your honor, but want to
show what things influence mems minds"
He then told the jury that the case was for
recovery for specific a:t and verdict Tor
Col. Breckenridge would not mean that they
condoned his conduct. After this he spent an
hour reading Miss Pollard's early letters and
discussing the testimony to show that when
she met the Kentucky Congressman she was
not the unsophisticated country girl she had
represented herself to be.
Incidentally Mr. Butterworth paid a tribute
TO Mary Anderson as Kentucky girl, who,
under the most adverse circumstances, had
acquired the greatest prominence. Madeline
Pollard. he said, had twined her hands about
a star and was trying 10 pull ii down. the
star being ". C. p. Breckinrdge. What had
taken place between them had occurred many
times before. and will many times again.
although it was TO be regretted. Either that
pivotal letter (the letter Miss Pollard alleges
is a forgery, he asserted. had been written
by Madeline Pollard or William C. p. Breck-
inridge. the worthy successor of the Clays,
the Becks, the Blackburus, save for one lapse,
was Il forgery.
The chilling atmosphere which surround as
pure woman was painted with apostrophes to
mothers, sisters. sweethearts, and wives, and
then the occurrences in that first carriage
ride were rehearsed. The instinct of n virtu-
Gus woman would have led her to say get
out. you leper," Mr.. Butterworth shouted,
ruS0lnS uoWn tns aisle toward LIS client
fiercely. But no. she had arranged TO meet
him the next day. He pounded one of the
jurors on the knee as he reproduced with
mixed metaphor the still small voice CRYING
loudly in the name of her mother TO shrink
back from this man. The next day the colonel
had taken her 10 an assignation house.
Think of it, the lawyer shouted.
Il have thought of it." Judge Wilson re-
marked to him.
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on the knee in succession as he rehearsed
Miss Pollard's description of the colonel's
batteries You ieper" he shouted to the
colonel. why didn't she fly away and leave
you" He told how Miss Pollard, after re-
sisting the colonel in the carriage and the
Cincinnati assignation house, had felt ready
to tackle him again at Sarah Cess, TO travel
ninety miles with him to resist him. She did
not want to marry him. She knew OF his wife
and children. She knew that it would ruin
her, and might ruin him and his daughters.
Mr.. Butterworth said that he was willing to
give Miss Pollard credit for being a great
genius in certain lines but the hardest part of
her story TO believe was that part of it that in
that half hour alone in the hovel of Sarah
Cess. while the defendant had gone home to
his dinner, she had thought over the whole
matter, had given up life. honor friends and
future and had decided 20 enter into Colonel
Breckinridge's life. And Mr.. Wilson would
tell that TO the jury as though he believed.
The speaker told some funny stories about
his boyish escapades, and went on to COM
pare the defendant to Delilah. who had got
her hands in the hair o: a Samson and then
had been willing to pull down the temple
over herself to accomplish his ruin.
Further on he declared that there was no
memento of ali those years of alleged alice
ton save that little willow basket so lately
handled by the fingers of his dead wife,
brought into the case for no other purpose
than to make his fault seem more abhorrent.
W. c. p. Breckinridge had never given to his
mistress the possessions OF his wife before her
grave clothes had crumbled.
Il can forgive you anything else said the
lawyer to the jury, but to say that in riding
out with his mistress he talked to her of his
dead WIFE," Everybody in Washington knew
what a happy home he had in spite of those
faults, which his family knew. Yet such
were the charges (meaninS the reference to
Col. Breckinridge's dead wife) brought by
this woman. who had forgotten her own chill
dren after they had been laid in her arms.