St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1895-03-03
EXTRAORDINARY!
Harry Hayward Heaps Curses
Upon His Brother in
Open Court.
GLARES AT HIM LIKE A TIGER
While He Kisses: "I'll Have
You in States Prison
Wearing Stripes!'
CHARGES HIM WITH ARSON
And Insists That He Should
Be Sent UP for at Least
Ten Years.
CHARGES HIM WITH ARSON
AN EARLIER SCENE IN COURT
Hayward Calls Witness jerks
a Liar--Strange Letter
From Mapleton.

ATTY w GA ~ SOi1o W 1ShOOo OOhhS
a Liar--Strange Letter
From Mapleton.
The devilish malignity of Harry
Hayward's nature, which has slept
like a volcanic fire during the long
weeks of his incarcerati ton, found an
outlet yesterday in a flood of bitter
curses. The man whose cold and OBJ
durate heart has SO long disguised
it's evil workings has spoken at last,
and his words prove him to be made
of the same clay as other mortals.
At the close of the trial yesterday,
when the last shred of hope had been
torn from him by the states wit
nesses in rebuttal, he turned upon
his brother Adry and in a frenzy of
passion heaped curses loud and deep
upon him. 1t was an intensely dra-
| matte scene, and a fitting climax to
the one which just preceded it. There
were few people left in the room
when the scene was enacted. Adry
was preparing to leave, when Harry,
trembling with anger, glided up TO
him and fairly shrieked: You -
- - I'll fix you yet I'll have
you in states prison wearing stripes,
! Won -
BE quiet, Harry" said his attor-
ney. That kind Of talk won't do"
mo, l will not" ne Numbered.
'Swear out a warrant for that mans
arrest. L know enough about him to
send him up for ten years. He has
set fire to buildings and committed
all kinds of devilment. Swear out a
warrant for him."
With a look of indescribable pity,
his brother gazed at him for a mo-
ment and then said: II have no wish
to harm you, Harry. 1 would like
to see you a free man.
God pity you if | ever am free"
was the despairing wall of the man,
who seemed to realize for the first
time his awful situation.
Attorney Erwin muttered some
hasty words of encouragement. in
the ears of his client, who contin-
ued to glare like a tiger at his broth
er until he was led from the court
room.
HayWard'S extraordinary conduct
was not unexpected. The state had
used every artifice to close it's case
dramatically. Witnesses have been
put on in rebuttal whose testimony
might as well have been given di-
rec tly, but this did not suit the pur-
pose of Albert II. Hall. He chose to
finish with flourish, and he sue
ceeded. He may have hoped by
this course to humble the man who
co I'D gaze unmOved at the mutilated
form of a woman he professed to
love as she lay on marble slab
cold in death. He may have wished,
as others have, to catch some glimpse
of feeling in the man who could listen
to a description of her bleeding
wounds, crying aloud for vengeance,
with the Indifference of a savage.
If this was what Mr. Hall hoped to
accomplish he must have been sat
isfied with yesterdays demonstra-
ton, for a more remarkable exhibit
ton of impotent rage was never wit
messed.
Hayward came into court in a sui
len mood. He looked defiant and ex-
pectant. He seemed to have a pre-
monitiOn of some damning testi-
mony at the last moment, and his
fears told him Alright.
banker and broker, took the stand,
and swore that on the night of the
murder he saw Harry Hayward run
ming on Hennepin avenue at the cor
ner of Huron a little after 7 o'clock.
Mr.. jerks was positive in his identi-
cation of the man, and it was all
sufficient. The fact that Mr. jerks
had seen a man, as he supposed, try
ing to catch the car on which he was
riding that fatal night has been
known for some time. But it was
not dreamed that the hurrying indi-
vidual, whose figure was thrown on
the light background of a high board
fence that skirted the road, was
known to Mr.. jerks.
When the moment came in Mr..
jerks testimony for the disclosure
of the mans name, an oppressive
silence fell upon the crowd. Mr..
Hall was standing by the large map
while questioning the witness Sud
denly he turned to him and said with
great distinctness:
who was the man you saw run
ming there that night?"
Harry Hayward came the an
Swer in a clear tone.
The prisoner half rose in his chair,
and fixing look of murderous hate
on the witness, Kissed: You're a
liar" 1t was the last resort of a
criminal at bay. The words were
spoken in tone loud enough to
reach the ears of the jurors, who
turned on Hayward a look of COM
plete incredulity.
Mr.. Erwin tried to shake jerks
positiveneSS as to the identity of the
running man, but the more he ques-
toned the more positive jerks be-
came. He had even gone down to
the Jail and watched Harry pro-
coed from the Jail to the court house
in order to compare his gait with