Evening capital news. (Boise, Idaho) 1901-1927, 1916-04-30

torturing Mary herself upon the wit
ness-stand to prove the truth Of the
statements of the alienist
Halfway to his seat, however, he was
arrested by long, low wailing scream
that echoed and throbbed through the
stone walled corridor.
Twice 1t came-the horrible scream
Of woman in mortal agony or in the
throes of delirium. The Judge-halted
midway as he was leaving COURT
stood as IL frozen, and even the prose-
cutor dropped the papers that he held
and stared Mortified at the door to the
prison, which was suddenly flung VIC
lently open, revealing Mary struggling
in the grasp of the hailin. Her face
was livid. her eyes wide. and her hands
were clutching, clawing and beating at
the stronger ones that held her. Then
again she screamed and wrenching
loose. took two or three lurching steps
forward, painting like one whose breath
is almost spent.
With hoarse roar of excited horror
the spectators sprang to their feet and
surged forward; but I.angdon was
quicker than they. and In three strides
was beside her. his arms around her,
calling her name with poignant agony
that 6llsd the courtroom and echoed
for days In the memory OF those who
heard 1t.
It even pierced the mists of delirium
In which Mary's tortured soul was
sunk, and for a moment she lay quiet.
supine. In his arms. moaning softly.
In the instant silence which fell over
the room, two voices In the corridor
rose with unexpected shrillness.
II didn't mean no harm!' cried one
hotly. IT saw the lady was faint like
and | thought bit OF liquor would pull
her round That's all, SO help me
Gawd. and the minute i puts the BOT
tie In front of her-it-it happened"
With sudden harshness his honor.
stepping back to the bench. said
Bring in those men from the hall
And let everyone In the room be seat
ed Immediately"
Awed By his tone. the spectators
skunk back, while two of the court Of
icers hurried into the hall. returning
with pair OF sheepish policemen. one
Of whom was hastily thrusting bottle
Of whiskey into his breast pocket.
At the sight Langdon gave cry OF
triumph.
Your honor-that man has a bottle
Of whiskey. What is more-he is
drunk-and his presence In the CORR
dor through which the defendant had
to pass. explains-her condition. That,
your honor, and gentlemen of the jury,
is surely proof enough of the truth of
the statements made by DIR. Fosterr'
The judge. obviously impressed.
frowned down at the policeman, whose
flushed and unsteady gait made his
condition impossible to disguise.
Were you In the corridor when the
prisoner was led from court2n be asked
sternly
"Yesh. your honor" stammered the
policeman.
ibid you speak 10 herr"
"Yesh shir. I-I-seen she wuz faint
like. and says, says l. nip win do
'er good. So l Jhush-offered her a bit.
and she screams and fies at me like a
viii cat"
As IL to illustrate his words he went
towards Mary and gestured as IL again
offering her the bottle. aud instantly
that wailing cry rang out again. and.
struggling desperately. Mary twisted
herself In the grip Of the kindly hands
that held her The grasp OF one baiiif
was indeed too kindly. being no more
than hold npon the thin silk of her
blouse. and as she twisted the stuff
gave way end tore-leaying the white
ness of her shoulder exposed. At the
sight the prosecutor suddenly gave
hoarse cry and pointed nc 1t. For there
against the pale satiny tint of the skin
la : hideous bruise-the shadow OF 4
mans hand. with livid scars where the
nails cut cruelty into the delicate fiesh.
tie be oentinusd.l