The Washington times., 1921-01-12

vas ucdV siieHCe III tue NOui Iiooih'
Every ear was strained to hear each
word, Not muscle moved Not
paper futtered
A TALE OF HORROR.
Into this silence fell a story of hor-
ror. Every detail of the murder OF
George Mott had been told over and
over before. And the young accused,
Elwood Wade, had sat unmoyed as he
did in this moment.
But II had not been told az Earl
Garlick was telling il, that the
states case might be etched on the
minds OF the jurymen as picture
which nothing can fade. His words
came clear:
why is it that Wade did not at
any time take the shotgun into the
house? Always the soundless wea-
pons of an inside job. And that morn
ing, armed with the hatchet and
A shrek of mortal terror split the
stiffness.
1t was the young wife of the pris-
oner. She had flung up her hands
and they fiuttered wildly above her
head. A shrill darling" rushed from
her lips. Then mo, no. no, no, no. no,
no, no, no, no, no."
LED OUT STILL WAILING.
Wade's mother sitting at the young
er woman's side. was the first to move.
Take her out" she rose and
whispered to attendants.
But that no, no, no, no, filled the
courtroom for longer than the clocks
minute hand took in moving to it's
next space. They carried the strug-
Cling form out and the courtroom door
H.. a mr. a NM
that agonized cry. muffled by the
closed door; at last silenced behind
still another door.
States Attorney Homer s. Cum
mings, who had sat beside his as
sistant when he told the tale of the
crime, culled from the evidence, now
rose:
Your honor" he said, IT think that
the family of the accused should be
taken from the courtroom IT they
cannot control their emotions"
Judge Human expressed his assur-
ance that the act Of young Mrs. Wade
had been entirely without the bounds
of her control. He cautioned others
in the room to leave fthey felt they
were unable to bear the proceedings.
The mother. who had quickly con-
trolled a rush of tears, lifted her head
and looked bravely out into the room.
Her control has been a source of won
der to those about her who could see
how responsive her face is to all that
goes on in court.
The morning and early Afternoon
sessions were consumed by further
falienists introduced by
the State to- tell Of Wade's mental
ALIENIsTs TESTIFY.
Dr. John c. Lynch was recalled and
DR.. c. c. Godfrey, described as a ply
stefan and surgeon of Bridgeport: DR..
David NJ. Trecartin, also Bridgeport
physician and surgeon. and DIR. Frank
w. Stevens. Jail physician, were called
for the first time.
DR.. Stevens said that only the pris-
oner's silly habits and the fact that
he did not read much struck him as
being other than normal.
The prisoners chair in court faces
the jury box. His back is turned to
the row of seats where his father,
mother and wife take their places
out the trial, appeared at all dis
turbed by the progress of the trial or
any of it's features.
When his wife lost all power to hold
her heart in check longer today he
did not turn his head. Not a shadow
passed across his face. His dress is
always neat, careful and correct. His
collar Is Immaculate, his hair per-
fectly arranged.
When the assistant prosecutor had
travelled the whole course of the MUIR
der; gone with the trunk into which
was crowded the body of the victim;
covered the arrest and early state
ments Of Wade to the police, fifteen
minutes remained before closing time
of the court, 5 o'clock.
william II. Comley, Jr., counsel for
the defense, asked the court for that
remaining fifteen minutes. He used
it in an effort to dispel from the
minds of the jury the proposition of
the assistant prosecutor that I am to
represent Wade as mailman" and
continued:
What I am trying to do is to got
before you the fact that this young
man is of such feeble mind and un-
Outstanding as not to fully realize
the meaning and consequences of his
act"
LIKE PUNISHING ANIMAL.
Mr.. Comley said that to punish a
man Of feeble mind was like punish
ment meted out to animals who have
no understanding of the moral laws
they may transgress. Mr.. Comley
spoke in a low voice to the jury. so
that it was difficult to hear all. This
much he said plainly:
81 had feared IT would become my
duty-but l am glad the States at
torney has saved me from it-of
snatching from that weeping figure
in black (Mrs. Ethel Mott, widow,
also charged with the murder) the
veil OF Hypocrisy.
But l have not to do with what
becomes of her. I am concerned only
with showing you that from begin.
ming to end you find him taking no
positive step forward without being
moved by that evil genius beh nd
him--that woman.
"Who was 1t who inspired him with
the idea that George Mott was going
to do him violence? Who was IL that,
on that fatal morning, as Wade crept
down the stairs from the attic bed
room, whispered, He isn't awake; you
saw your own shadow-and the poor
fool went on?"
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