The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-16
tcontinued from Yesterdays


 And five hundred thousand in the little cities and the toTas fSas all % those minds can be at white-heat over Una. knowledge. and none of 1t reach the thought or those twelve men An'
 ITO half a million good Kentuck- detestabie thing" Jack continued. Tn the name strain. and that jury faith In him is dead
 EIlfnger blinked in helpless con fusion. He tried to grasp the idea' but all he could say was; why Jack. old man. you're dippy .d,nnv, too" the Justice added
 why. do you think the jury gets the public opinion without anyDooy tellin' them or their reading 1t! Lew asked. simpatiently.
 -Yes In every widely discusseo trial the defendant is tried not alone hv his twelve peers, but by the en-
 why. blast it, the community goes by what the newspapers say! Lew good-nature was almost exhausted.
 s.That is often the regrettable part of it.. Prentice admitted. but the fact remainS-
 BrooIfeld stood silent in rapt ad- msrafion Of the method of the Justice. Gf there was a uniform law. and he Believed that he had demonstrated it's existence, bY which the active and az erea1ive thinking of one mind could 2his effect increased as the battery of minds was strengthened by addition al numbers. Brooknead believed that of the fnsfigafaon of Prentice he had onvoked this law at the most cruciai moment of his existence, and had ap- piled G in. the most direct way posSi- bIe The value of their. act grew m his egtimation when he recalled his reading on. the psychology of panics: of xeSieiou6 reriva1s and sentimental crunndeo which move like pratrie-nres ou their rapid communication petween fhe units Of q crowd. Despite the m cfoduaIity of Ellinger and his sister. 6roolr8eId felt. an unbounded hope in Che force. he had set in motion, and which 1t that very moment was nov nnR vZfth cumulative momentum upon fhs f1 men sitttng in deliberative con 1eronoa ,tn the jury-room ot the court houte: He clapped his % nanos, :s1.,a nno
 And that is why you asked me to expoae Frank Hardmuth 2?
 Jeck took Mrs. campbelrs arm and otarted for the dining-room to com ununicate his new hope to Helen. He FIE0 0r
 s-Weu. the public will think you did nt becanse he closed your game.
 -Iaardmuth didn't close my game
 .-rsis S s nah. Jack. with deference md al.ectiop. pointed to the Justice.
 wen. how the de-er-heaven'a
 S5xe m4 SSif ,fSspsct slap on aha 6odk, L6W, and stood up"
 Dr1ol1ls1a and his slstsr left the FooD- IoW followed slowly to the N bS sSsd npon the quesfion. Ae H. numinAx1en faIlod he turned to the 6undco md expressed his mental con- diti6n III . singie favorite expletive:
 me Justice was sufficiently familiar with the sla3s of the period to h be n3is enile gave Lew courage for some critical wont. .-s-----. -s..
 go you ere responsible for these mew idaqo 9f Jack's?"
 Tn measureys the Justice answer bdeas lpaprently hurt MT. Hrookfeld? ?''
 They've put him out of businecs- Rhaf.s esI"
 ssWhioR business.'' -,sss
 ~Whx, this house of his.'' Lewis handD involuntar1ly tombied in tho Rerieot deucripttve oketch of . deal as De nodded to the noor abcve. where meely been-
 .I zee" said Prentice comprehend 6nG. But hls new ideas-don't you Dflke them. Nr. Eilinger?
 '.I uhe Jack Brookfleld, love him like . bgpther. but don't want even a brother askin' me if I'm sure I've ehooeht fl oyer when. start in to take kn hAH R<p = n Hou g0f my idea9"
 '.I bo01n to.r Prentice confessed, try png to hlde hin omuDement.
 Tn ether Words," continuped Lew, PIT dQut Wnnt to ta1De my remorse first r-it- eempens the fun The other day ga .you. 1Er Ullinger, and I said: rHavs you? We'll. I'll be up this even- tng. A smile came over the old Qport'o face, and new light crept Unto it that explained to Prentice's nutck comprehension Lew's reputed popularity and the propriety of the ever-present pink In the button-hole. s'And I'm preosing her hand and hang fng. onto # till I'm afraid I'll get the coEiage grease on my coat, feelin' only 0bouk a. you know" He didn't look much older as he threw back his lap e3oL Then I turn round and Jack - those sleepy hmps on me-and
 
 uot them fall inertTy. Ills knees sag wo6 under him. and with one pirouette Iho sank into the sofa like an old fight CT on the ropes.
 ssAnd you don't so?" Prentice con- rluded, when he could command his kravity.
 T do eo,as a matter of self-respect." 1" Lew sat up. full of resentfL dignity p.But d00't make a hit. I'm think une % much more about those moral 1ty ideAe of Jacks than am about the lady that 1t cramps my style, and we never get past the weather and when did you hear from so and so? '' Lew rose from the sofa, disgusted with the memory of the intellectual evening and the new ideas that had cmado It possible. sI want to reform, nll rightlI believe in reform; but first ' want to have the fun of faIlin', and 6allin' hard"
 Jos voice was heard in the hallway; E4 WAS n full of alarm as if he had encountered a ghost. It rang through che library and echoied in the dining room, where the startled hearers, could scarcely believe the import of it's cry
 Fore God, Marse C1ay!" And then C1ay,s voice resounded in almost equal cleArneso tu a hurry of words, from the confusion of which his mothers name might be distinguished. Mrs. Camp bell was the first to enter the library
 why. that's Clay!" she exclaimed
 ''It's the boy." announced Lew.
 His mothers" fearfully breathed nfas. CampbelI. She faltered in an im- ps.lse to turn back toward Helen, but Clay was already in the library and in k1-.