The Washington times., 1922-09-19
YELLED WOMAN
ENTERS BRYSON
Staying TRIAL
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the bar II may only be ,,oinci.
dence that she was placed but q few
feet from the chair which DIR. Bry.
son will occupy throughout the try.
ing ordeal whose climax will prob.
ably mean either death or liberty
for him.
She had scarcely taken her seat
when William Wallace Chisholm.
one Of the attorneys for the defense,
recognized her and bowed.
The defending attorneys were i'm
mediately asked the identity OF the
woman and what bearing her pres
ence might have on the case. They
merely shook their heads and would
say nothing.
Even DR.. Bryson's mother. Mrs.
Elizabeth Bryson, and his sister. Mrs.
Laura B. Randall. Washinston
school teacher. who were in "ourt
long before the hour fixed for the
trial. did not appear to know the
mysterious stranger.
Unknown To Prosecution.
She is about thirty years old. tall
and slender, and possesses a wealth
Of golden hair. which would not be
hidden by her hat and veil. ,
Her eyes are large and blue, and
they reflected q depth Of feeling as
though the endangering OF DIR. bly,
sons life had stirred a strong emo
ton within her.
Her connection with the case IL
battling. Attorneys for the State DO
not know her and have never seen
her before. 1t is thought she may
be the mysterious woman who came
| .rln xuaak tnDk mAQ-
azines and other creature comforts
to the Jail for DR.. Bryson, but re-
fused to go into see the accused man.
VIII the defense spring a surprise
>as their case in behalf OF DR.. Bryson
unfolds? Will this woman OF mys-
terry threw aside her veil. take the
stand, and produce some startling
testimony the nature Of which has
| not even been hinted by the detenu-
ing attorneys?
| Whatever significance attaches to
her, her presence has already had an
effect Of contributing the one element
which was missing from this se1s't-
tional trial. mystery.
Pretends Not to Hear.
When interviewers attempted TO
question the unknown woman Of the
veil, she merely looked ahead and
pretended not to hear.
The historic Huntington court.
room was crowded to the doors, and
hundreds stood outside eagerly try
ing to get glimpse Of the scene
when the human drama-the Com
monwealth VS.. DIR. Herbert Bryson -
began.
A hush fell upon the place when,
few minutes after 9 o'clock, the
accused physician, leaning slightly
on the arm Of Sheriff William M.
Corbin, entered the court room to
take his place at the prisoners
dock.
DR.. Bryson's appearance pre-
scented strange contrast to the
handsome young medical officer
who Joined his country's colors In
1917 as one of the famous host
known as the RAINBOW Division. I"
The mans shortly cropped dark
hair has given way almost entirely
to gray, a grayness which extends
even to his short. thick moustache.
His eyes conveyed the impression
OF weariness, a weariness OF life
itself. They suggested a complete
disillusionment and utter detach-
ment from the court room and the
grim business deciding q mans
fate.
DR.. Bryson dragged his left leg
perceptibly as he walked He has
not lost weight during his con.
fnement to the cell In murderers'
row, but he looks 'mushy." He has
gone soft.
Bryson Ia Indifferent.
As he took his place in the court
room, the focus point OF all eyes, his
indifference TO his surroundings was
manifest.
He was the opposite Of his mother,
who was intensely interested In