The Cook County news-herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Cook County, Minn.) 1909-current, 1915-05-27

lie learned that Betty Field had come
into the cellar just as Miss Mapes was
thrusting the garment into the furnace
and insisted that she should not speak
another word or do another thing with
out his permission. She promised to
obey him, and he warned me not to tell
her anything When the authorities
began to suspect me wanted to make
a frank statement of everything
knew, but he would not permit it, and
when l insisted he told me that 1
would do him a great wrong if l talk
ed, for 1 would convict his friend and
client, Owen Hunt
For a moment 1 did not realize the
purport Of her words, and I do not
think any one in the audience fully
comprehended them.
DO you mean to say Mr.. Barstow
confessed to you that Owen Hunt kill
ed Mr.. Shaw?"
The judge leaned excitedly over his
desk, and his tone expressed astonish-
ment and incredulity.
He did, and he begged me not to be-
tray man who had once saved his
life" Miss Emory answered steadily.
HE told me Hunt was innocent, that
Mr.. Shaw had attacked him in burst
OF rage and that Hunt had stabbed
him In self defense. If the man had
only made a clean breast of the mat
ter, he explained, instead Of trying to
conceal the facts he could easily have
been acquitted. But as things were
nothing could save him if I confessed
that he was in the house. Even after
he saw 1 might be indicted Mr.. Bar
stow begged me not to speak, and
agreed to keep silence. I knew Mr..
Hunt was a brave man to whom Mr..
Barstow was under deep obligations
and who had once saved his life, and
felt perfectly safe in Mr.. Barstow's
hands. He attacked Miss Mapes be-
cause he found the testimony against
me was stronger than he liked, and
when he persisted in protecting me in
this manner l repudiated my promise
of silence
Miss Emory paused and leaned back
"edTlly III ueE cud1f.
THAT is all l have to tell" she con-
cluded.
The pentup excitement Of the audi
ence found vent in a wild burst Of ap-
plause, a spontaneous tribute which
the judge did not try to repress, and
as watched the exciting scene I saw
Gilbert standing near the door earnest
~ whispering to Barbara Frayne and
her father. Before recovered from
my surprise, however, the prosecutor
wrote q few words on a slip of paper,
showed it into the girls hand and, hur-
rying her and the colonel from the
court, slipped quietly back to his place
again.
Finally the judge hammered the audi
ence to order and addressed Barstow,
who still sat watching the defendant.
do you wish to cross examine, Mr..
Barstow?' he inquired
mo, sir. My own statement will be
Forthcoming. at another time ard place.
l move that the jury be instructed to
acquit." -
line lawyer dld not look up, and his
lips scarcely moved as he mutte:ed the
response.
II will reserve decision on your mo-
ton until the prosecutor finishes his
examination" his honor answered.
"Have you any further questions, Mr..
Gilbert?'
The prosecutor was already on his
feet as Judge Dudley spoke.
Miss Emory" he began, did any
one except you know Of Hunts pres
ence in the farmhouse on the night
Mr.. Shaw was killed?"
mo one, think, but Hunt"
describe him, please"
He was Il tall, clean shaven man
with dark hair and eyes. His face
was thin and his nose rather sharply
pointed. Oh, what is the use Of going
into all thisv' she burst out hysterical.
~. Bring Hunt here. will identify
him!'' -: ,,.~,,~e ,
"Yes-yes-of course = answered Gil.
heft soothingly. But SO there can be
no error, Miss Emory, tell us. how he