The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1916-01-20

4 ought TO be able 10 IaTk 10 western
men In way they can appreciate, and
II there's anybody here that's not a
western mamie couldn't understand
our style anybow-he'd better go where
he's needed, for out west you need
only western men-like Brick wilcox,
for instance"
At reference to the well known incl.
dent OF Mizzoo's attempt to drive VII
lock from the cove there was sudden
wave Of laughter, none the less hearty
because Mizzoo's face had flushed and
his mouth had opened sheepishly. But
at the recurrence Of willock's name
the crowd grew serious They felt the
Justice OF her claim that out west only
western men were needed; they ex-
cused her for thinking Brick a model
type. But let any one else hold him
up before them as model
Lahoma's manner changed II grew
deeper and more forcefuL
Men, ! want to talk to you about
this case. VIII you be the juryi Con-
slider what kind OF man swore out that
warrant against Brick-the leader Of a
band Of highwaymen! And who's his
chief witness? You don't know Mr.
Gledware. | do. You've heard he's a
rich and influential citizen In the east.
That's true. But I'm going to tell you
something to show what he Is, and
what Brick Wilcox is-just one thing,
that's all I'll say about the character
OF either. As TO Red Kimball, you don't
have to be told. I'm not going to talk
about the general features Of the case
as to whether Brick was ever high
wayman or not, as to whether he kill
ed Reds brother to save me and my
stepfather. or did II In cold blood; as
to whether he held up the stage or not.
These things you've discussed. You've
formed opinions about them. want
to tell you something you haven't
heard VIII you iistenT'
At first no one spoke Then from the
crowd came measured impartial
voice: 1--WE got lots Of time"
She was not discouraged by the in
timation In the tone that all her speak.
ing was In vain and plunged into the
midst Of her narrative.
Zone evening Brick came on a de-
serted movers wagon. He'd Travelled
oil day with nothing TO eat or drink.
and he got into the wagon to escape
the clustering sun. In there he found |
a dead woman. stretched on her pallet |
He had great curiosity to see her
fa.a sn ha ha,,a, Ifti,., tb. otott, xhox |
covered her. He saw a pearl and onyx |
pin NJ her throat. II looked like one |
bis mother used to wear So he drop |
ped the cloth and never looked at her |
face. She had died the evening before, |
md he knew she wouldn't have wanted |
any one to see her then And he dug
q grave In the sand. though she was
nothing 10 him. and buried her-never
seeing her face-and covered the spot |
with great pyramid OF stones and
prayed for her little GIRL was her
little girl. The Indians had carried me
sway. You'll say that was a little
hing: that anybody would have bur-
ed the poor. helpless body Maybe So
But about not looking at her face
we'll. don't know. u was little
hing. OF course. but somehow II Just
seems to show that Brick wilcox
wasn't little-bad something great In
Ills soul. you know Seems to show
hat he couldn't have been a common
murderer. It's something you'n have
o feel for yourselves. Nobody could
explain II so you'd see II you don't un.
ierstand already"
The men stared at her. somewhat be-
vildered. saying nothing In some
breasts a sense of something delicate.
lot to be defied. was stirred.