New-York tribune., 1916-02-01
BOY SPY PLEADS
FOR MRS. MOHR

light shone upon her she was only the
pailid. reserved. exprcssionless woman
who had sat there since the trial be-
gan.
Like the Bust Of a Brownie.
II is hard 20 look dignifed when the
rail Of the witness stand comes half
way between ones stomach and arm
pits. Above the rim Of the box
Charlie looked like the bust of d very
thin brownie. His dark eyes were fresh
and clear His mischievous mouth
seemed ready 20 grin. His hair was
brushed as carefully as though he were
on his way 90 sunday school. There
was q wholesomeness in him that has
been wofully lacking during the three
dreary weeks of the trial Il is rather
"a pity that the boy had 10 talk
He was sworn The clerk rumbled
something 90 himself. while Charlie
stretched one skinny arm aloft. Such
d gesture he might have used while
eager 20 answer Il classroom question.
Then Arthur Cushing. his mothers
lawyer began his questioning
While the lad told the sordid tale. 20
which. all the time, his honest little
face seemed 20 give the lie, his eyes
were on his qucstioner. lie did not
look a. his mother. A passing glance
would have said that his mother did
rot look az him. She had slumped
down I'm her chair. her chin in the cup
OF her palm. hcr hat shading her face.
But. beneath it. her eyes were ever
epon the slim, short figure pecring over
the tor o. the witness box. Not once
6d Mrs. N0hr take her eyes from her
ON.
She did not weep as the clear boy
i-h voice replied 10 the questions
asked him by defence and prosecu' ION.
set Others iu the courtroom did. W ON
an snivcllcd while the flat child sh
treble told how papa was always good
20 him. how he prayed for him, n""
mother loved him.
Even the Jurors Rub Their Eyes.
-Four o. the jurors rubbed their
eros as tho bizarre. almost unbelet-
allie story was developed by the at
.orney's questioning. The TWO negro
defendants. Brown and Spellman,
watched him intercstcdly Even Judge
stcarns turned about In mis- s~iv,.
chair and looked down upon the una
Dasned little chap, Ais aTis,ocrauc face
sind and genial.
What IS your name ." asked Cush-
lng
Charles Franklin Nohr' the lad re-
piled quickly That was the way he
began TO help his mother.
a dozen questions were put 10 aim
regarding the places he had lived.
Then Cushing turned his examination
10 the night of the murder, whcc
Healis came to Mrs. Mohr with the
request that Charlie might 60 down
to Newport with the doctor. This plea
fhe woman refused. because, she has
explained Of what transpired bet"een
the physician and Miss Burger upon
.he BOYS last trip 20 Montpelier the
doctors Newport home.
II was out I'M The yard when George
came. and nc asked me If j could 80
I'm Newport" the boy said, 'and Mrs.
Barney the landlady) was at the door
and then she was getting a cup OF
eucar. and when she heard George ask
me il ! could 90 10 Newport She
steppcd 20 the door and said' Mo'he'
aid she would not let you 60 down.
because papa had fooled her before.
..tVbst did She mean by that.
..R.cs,ee ne had said that he would
not LET Miss Burger 90 down ana she
,..o'- cor,inc down lust the same. Then
ceorce told my mother that he was 20
,s. Miss Burger al five minutes 20
eicht. but father told him lot TO ten
mother. and then he went over TO inc
garage and got the automobile ano
went away
George" is Heals, the doctors
who turned states evidence
after the murder
The boy talked smoothly and utterly
without embarrassment. A little lat
er he described the events OF later in
the evening, when patrolman came
20 the door Of Mrs. Mohr's boarding
house and told her that her husband 7
had been shot.
Went To Hospital with Mother.
Ii woke me Up, and then baby (his
e's'ef V'sg1r's) cried and mother said