Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1916-01-26
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ests seeking to dispose of Anse Have,
SO that they may plumber his people"
The lawyer wheeled on the Judge.
/ / must ask your honor to admon.
lsh this witness against such false and
improper charges-or to punish her
for contempt" he blazed furiously.
But the Judge spoke without great
severity as he cautioned: Yes. the
witness must not seek to imply mo-
tlves to the prosecution
The attorney took another step for.
ward with malicious smile. He
paused that the next question and it's
answer might fall on the emphasis of
a momentary silence Then he point
eo hnger toward the girl. with the
manner Of one branding a false wit
ness, and demanded:
| Is there any sentimental attach
ment between you and this defendant,
Anse Havey?"
Ihere was moments dead silence
( In the courtroom, and Anse saw Jua-
nlta's face go white. Then he saw her
! hnger nails whiten as they lay in her
lap and sudden flush spread to her
| face.
She looked toward the judge, and at
once the lawyer for the defense was
on his feet with the old objection:
The question is irrelevant
Then, while counsel tilted with each
other, the girl drew a long breath,
ia xuhn 90 II, q
balance turned pale, too, not because
of this, but because the woman he
loved had been asked the question
which was more to him than life and
death-a question he had never dared
to ask himself
Il think" ruled the court, "the ques-
ton is relevant as going to prove the
credibility of the witness"
So she must answer.
The prisoners finger nails bit into
his palms and he smothered low
oath between his clenched teeth, but
Juanita Holland only looked at the
cross-examiner with a clear-eyed and
serene glance of scorn under which he
seemed to shrivel She replied with
the dignity of young queen who can
afford to ignore insults from the gut
ter.
None whatever"
The defendant sat back in his chair
and the smile left his lips as though
he had been struck by a thunderbolt.
He knew that his case was won, and
yet as he saw her leave the witness
stand and the courtroom, he felt sicker
at heart than he had felt since he
could remember. He would almost
have preferred condemnation with the
hope against hope left somewhere
deep in his heart that there slept in
hers an echo to his unuttered love.
The question he had never dared to
ask she had answered-answered un-
der oath, and liberty seemed now a
very barren gift.
When he had been acquitted and
was going out he saw figure in con-
sultation with the prosecutors figure
which had not been inside the doors
during the trial. 1t was Mr.. Trevor of
)uisville and he was testify saying:
ii, we'll, there are more ways of
= ling a cat than by choking it with
letter"
ONnse Havey did not require the in
V probation of an oracle for that
o,,gptic comment He knew that the
;, lort to dispose of him would not
Il with his acquittal
i0*
WTJuanita was going away to enlist
II staff of teachers and arrange for
e equipment of the little hospital,
nd Anse did not tell her of his inse-
Jaturity.
aft You'll promise to be very careful.
/, while I'm gone, won't your" she de-
,omanded, as they sat together the night
V before she left.
'Ill try to last till you get back" he
, smiled. He was sitting with pipe in
| his hand-a pipe which had gone out
and been forgotten.
In the darkness of the porch every
thing was vague but herself. She
seemed to him to be luminous by some
light of her own. She was very
| wonderful and desirable star shining
/
far out of reach of his world.
Suddenly she laughed, and he
asked
What is it?"
81 was just thinking what fool
was when l came here" she answered
did you know that brought piano
| with me as far as Peril? It's been
| ouor q vnQrb
"a piano!" he echoed, then they
| both laughed.
ct might as well have tried to bring
along the Philadelphia city hail." she
admitted. "Just the same. there have
| been times when it would have meant
a lot to me, an awful lot, if I could
have had that piano. don't know
whether music means so much to you,
but to me"
81 know" he broke in. Il some
times low that life amt much else ex'
| cept the summin' up of the things a
| Teller dreams. Music is like dreams
it makes dreams Yes. know some
thin about that"
She went away and, though she was
not long gone. her absence seemed in
terminable to Anse Havey. He met
her at the train on her return with
starved idolatry in his eyes, and to