The San Francisco call., 1910-09-18

was so deep dared not looh o.
I kept my eyes on Mr.. Dingley's $ face
and thought 1t looked very strange
and worn.
Can YOU. he began in his ponder
Gus official voice, each word coming
down heavily upon my ears. can you
positively identify this person you ue-
scribe with the revolver?
7 believe that my Yes was move
ment of the lips and bend of the head;
DO YOU see him here in TINS court!
The very idea Of looking again at
that terrible mass of heads and eyes,
all watching me, like some lapulous
drs gon. brought back the sicken-
ing panic But, queerly enough, when
my eyes did move across them l saw
only dark impersonal blur, ana theh
the one face. 1t appeared, in the mae
fniteness around IL, singularly near
and distinct He was looking at e
with that gentle sweet expression
which my sick fancy limited he never
showed except when he looked at me-
And he was smiling, reassuringiy' as
# he were encouraging me TO 90 on,
as If he would have me to understand
that no great issues hung upon What
I was going to say, that reaiy WndI
was happening was not SO very nv
mentous after all
He Is sitting there" I said. The
third from the end OF the bench, next
TO Mr. Jackson"
instantly voices of officers rang all
about the court, crying, Order order!
though there had been no SOUND, only
a great STIR which seemed to pass
across the crowd, and which the next
moment might have become articulate-
1 sat trembling, wondering what II ali
meant, clasping my hands ightly IN
my lap All the back of the hall was
crowded with men, and most OF ohese
looked like street loungers, unshaVeh
So close to-
gether they hid the door, and seemed
to sway and press forward upon the
room: and I thought, There are
great many Mexicans In here
Mr.. Dingley asked me more oues-
tions-if had heard voices quar-
reling, and I had not; which side OF
the street had been In sunshine. anu
what color dress I had worn. I told
him. thinking that this was nonsense
again. And than Mr. Jackson salo
something TO the Judge, Mr. Dingiey
sat down, and Mr.. Jackson leaned on
the railing. making me think OF ns-
ure on the stage, and asked me why
] had gone out at that early hour or
the morning, what had been my ousl-
ness, how 1t happened that was walk
ing through such q street as Dupont
and how did suppose the doors OF the
saloon had happened TO be open SO
early7 1t was all Nin such tone az
made nv CnSGkS DuIA Will q DChnO -
shame and Indignation. though could
not see what he was getting at Then
suddenly he veered and demanded how
could 1 tell that the handle of the
revolver had been mother of pearl when
it had fallen on the shady side OF the
street, how large was It exactly, how
had Johnny Montgomery held II. how
had he thrown It then-quickly lean
ing toward me-could l produce TINS
revolver?
AT this there were sounds from the
back of the court like Kisses, and voices
choked of on the fret syllable by rap
pings and calls of "Orderl" The small
man who was Mr.. Dingley's associate
attorney was calling out. II object,
your honorw very hercely.
I felt faint and did not know in the
least what was the trouble. / began
TO answer that 1 had not touched the
revolver but the judge smiled at me.
and said IN lis conversational voice
only now It was not Indifferent, but
very kind: you needn't answer that
question"
So I said. Thank you" And Mr..
jackson said, ''Tha: will do" and no
ticed that some of the jurors were smil-
ing, but quite nicely, SO I didn't mind
that as I went down out Of the witness
box.
Can st be that this is all 1 am to
do?' 1 thought. "Is It overT' I had
expected this for so long in my days
and in my dreams; and the moment
had come and had passed so quickly.
And here was father waiting for me-
Il shall have to testify. I will take
you to the witness room and you can
wait for me there" he explained to
me.
ooh. no." I said. '1et me stay here
/ am afraid TO be alone" 1 suppose
the thought Of the Spanish Woman oc-
Cured TO him. for he did not insist bat
really was rot afraid OF anything ex-
cept OF having to leave the courtroom
before I knew what the end was to be.
BY the time had got back to my seat
they had already called another wit
ness, and such a queer little, compact,
positive looking woman, with a very
gay, very best hat. was sitting in the
witness box looking. possibly as I had
looked, like a queer, scared animal in
pen.
She told how on the morning of May
the seventh she had been awakened by
q pistol shot. had looked out of the
window and seen a woman running
down the street. Questioned as TO this
woinan's personal appearance, she said
she could not tell, but that she wore
q white dress In what direction did
she run? the woman thought south.
yes, she was sure It was south. At
this L saw father shake his head. for
our house was north of Mr. sRoods
gambling place. and / noticed that
Johnny Montgomery. who had been
very calm while was talking, had
now grown nervous and jerked about
in his chair.
Father was the next witness, and
when he came back again he really
tried to insist that we should go home.
But, for the first time In my life, I
stood out against him. I said 1 could
not so until I knew at least what was
going TO become Of Johnny Mont
gomery. Father gave me such a strange
look. neither angry nor sad-somethinE
which I did not at all understand He
didn't urge me further. he hardly
looked at me. but I was conscious of
his set profile while l listened to a
disagreement between Mr.sDIngley's as
sociate and Mr.. Jackson. Mr.. jackson
waved his arms a good deal, but the
little man kept saying. "I insist, your
HonorH And finally the Judge seemed
TO decide 1t in way that pleased Mr..
Dingley's man; though Mr. Dingley
himself seemed not to be interested.
paying no attention at all 10 the little
man, who kept leaning over and sneak
ing excitedly to him, and the court
crier was calling for 'Latovier.'
A pale, indefinite looking creature