The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1911-06-14

phasis he will place upon the few
points remaining to his broken case,
then ask yourself if you see such a
monster in the prisoner now confront
ing you from the bar. / do not believe
it. l do not believe that such a mon
ster lives.
"But you say some one entered that
roOm-some one stilled the fluttering
life still remaining in that feeble
breast. Some one may have, but that
some one was not my client, and it is
his guilt or innocence we are consid-
ering now, and it is his life and free
dom for which you are responsible.
No brother did that deed. No witness
of the scene which hallowed this trag-
edy ever lifted hand against the faint
ing Adelaide or choked back a life
which kindly fate had spared.
$50 further for the guilty perpetra-
tor of this most inhuman act; he
stands not in the dock. Guilt shows
no such relief as you see in him today.
Guilt would remember that his sisters
testimony, under the cross examine
ton of the peoples prosecutor, left the
charge of murder still hanging over
the defendants head. But the broth
er has forgotten this. His restored
confidence in one who now represents
to him father, mother and sister has
thrown his own fate into the back
ground. Will you dim that joy-sus-
tain this charge Of murder?
eff in your sense of justice you do
so you forever place this degenerate
son of a noble father on the list of
the most unimaginative and hate driv-
en- criminals Of all time. Is re such a
demon? Is he such a mailman? Look
in hfS.e face today and decide. I am
willing to leave his cause in your
hands. 1t could be placed in no bet
ter
MAY it please your honor and gen.
tlemen of the jury, 1 am done"
If any one at that moment felt the
arrow Of death descending into his
heart it was not Arthur Cumberland.
CHAPTER xxx.
STEADY
EATHY linger over the result?
MAY Arthur Cumberland's case
wv was won before Mr.. Fox
arose to his feet. The usual
outline was gone through.
The judges charge was short, but
studiously impartial. When the jury
filed out I said to myself, "They will
return in fifteen minutes" They re
turned in ten with a verdict of ac-
quittal
The demonstrations of joy which fol-
lowed filled my ears and doubtless left
their impression upon my other senses,
but my mind took in nothing but the
apparitiOn of my own form taking his
place at the bar under circumstances
less favorable to acquittal than those
which had exonerated him.
1 saw as never before how the tes-
timony which had reinstated Carmel
in my heart and won for her, and
through her the sympathies of the
whole people, had overthrown every
specious reason which / and those in
terested in me had been able to adj
vance in contradiction OF the natural
conclusion to be drawn from the damn
ing fact of my having been seen with
my fingers on Adelaide's throat.
The horror stifled me. 1 was Keeling
in my place On the edge of the crowd
when l heard a quiet voice in my ear:
Steady! Their eyes will soon be off
Arthur and then they will look at yoIi."
1t was Clifton, and his word came
none too soon. I stiffened under its
quiet force and. taking his arm, let
him lead me out of a side door, where
the crowd was smaller and its atten-
ton even more absorbed.
I soon saw its cause-Carmel was
entering the doorway from the street.
She had come to greet her brother.
and her face, quite unveiled, was
beaming with beauty and joy. In an
instant 1 forgot myself. forgot every
thing but her and the effect she pro-
duced upon those about her. No noisy
demonstration here. Admiration and
love We're shown in looks and the low
breathed prayer for her welfare which
escaped from more than one pair OF
lips. She smiled and their hearts were
hers; she essayed to move forward
and the people crowded back as if at
queens message, but there was no
noise.
When she reappeared it was on Ar
thurs arm. 1 had not been able to
move from the place in which we were