Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-03-01

self defense, based on an unsubStan- tiated claim that Cory entered the room with drawn pistol. No pistol was found in the room. The weapon with which the deed was accomplished was found upon the person of the mur- derer when he was seized by the police, one chamber discharged. Another re yolver was discovered upon the person of the woman when she was arrested on the scene of the crime. This upon being strictly interrogated she said she had picked up from the floor in the confusion, thinking 1t was her bus bands and hoping to conceal 1t. The chambers were full and undischarged, and we have heard 1t surmised that the defense means to claim that it was Cory's. Cory doubtless went on his CT rand of forgiveness unarmed, and be- yond doubt the second weapon belong ed to the woman herself, who has an unenviable record
 "The point of it all is plainly this: Here is an unquestionable murder in the first degree, and the people of this city and county are outraged and in- censed that such crime should have been committed in their law abiding and respectable community. With whom does the fault lie? On whose head is this murder? Not with the au- thorities. for they do not countenance crime Has it come to pass that, count ing on juggleries of the law, criminals believe that they may kill, maim, burn and slay as they list without punish ment? Is this to be another instance of the laws delays and immunity for hideous crime, compassed by n cun- ming and cynical trlckster of legal technicalities The people of Canaan cry out for speedy trial, speedy con viction and speedy punishment of this cold blooded and murderous monster. If he is not dealt with quickly accord ing to his deserts the climax Is upon us, and the limit of Canaan's patience has been reached.
 "One last word, and we shall be glad to have its significance noted. J. Lou den, Esq, has been retained for the de fense! The murderer before being ap- prehended by the authorities went straight from the scene of his crime to place his retainer in his attorneys pocket! How long is this to last?" The Tocsin was quoted on street corners that morning, in shop and store and office, wherever people talked of the Cory murder, and that was every where, for the people of Canaan and of the country roundabout talked of nothing else. Women chattered of 1t in parlor and kitchen; men gathered in small groups on the street and shook their heads ominously over it; farm CTS, meeting on the road, halted their teams and loudly damned the little man in the Canaan jail; milkmen lin gered on back porches over their cans to agree with cooks that 1t was an aw- ful thing and that if ever any man de. served hanging that there Fear de- served it--his lawyer along with him. Tipsy men hammered bars with fists and beer glasses, inquiring if there was no rope to be had in the town. and Joe Louden, returning to his office from the little restaurant where he sometimes ate his breakfast, heard misses following him along Main street. A clerk, a fat shouldered, blue apron ed, pimple checked youth, stood in the open doors of grocery and as he passed stared him In the face and said "Yah!' with supreme disgust. Joe stopped. ''WhyT he asked mildly.
 The clerk put two fingers in his mouth and whistled shrilly in derision. You'd ort to be run out O townw he exclaimed.
 q believe" said Joe, that we have never met before"
 "Go on. you shyster.' @
 Joe looked at him gravely. "My dear sir" he returned, you speak to me with the familiarity of an old friend"
 The clerk did not recover so far as to be capable of repartee until Joe had entered his own stairway. Then. with bitter sheer, he seized bad potato from an open barrel and threw 1t at th'
 mongrel, who had paused to examine the landscape. The missile failed an Responsibility, after bestowing slight ly injured look upon the clerk. followe, his master.
 In the office the red bearded man sat waiting. Not so red bearded as oi yore. however, was Mir. Shcehan. bu, grizzled and gray and. this morning
 gray of face. too, as he sat. perspiring and anxious. wiplng troubled brow l with a blaS silk handkerchief Here's the devil and all to pay at
 last. Joe" he said uneasily on the oth. CTS entrance. .'This is the worst
 ever knew. and hate to say it, but
 donbt yer pal''