Evening star., 1922-09-23

Herbert, Laura and ]. The telephone
utes later" she continued, ''he was in
uniform, ready to answer the call to
colors."
Attorneys Finish Argument.
A number of witnesses were called
in rebuttal and sur-rebuttal yester-
day afternoon but there was no SEN
sational testimony. The trial dragged
wearily through it's last hours, with
the prisoner sitting in the same
slouched attitude he assumed on the
first day of the trial. Beside him sat
his mother and on the other side of
the table sat his friends. Not far
behind him sat the mystery woman
In black who was not called as
witness and who has not spoken to
the prisoner or any member of his
family. nor to any of his friends
side of defense counsel knows about
her is that she is registered as Miss
McCreary of Ohio, with no city men
toned on the hotel register.
1t will probably remain a mystery
why she is here at all, but Attorney
was holding her as a witness to use
in sur-rebuttal in case the prosecu-
tion tried to spring surprise. Evil
IDENTIFY the prosecution didn't.
Before hushed courtroom crowded
to capacity last night District At
torney c. D. Fetterhoof summed up
the case of the prosecution and ap-
pealed to the twelve Jurors to carry
out the ends of justice in considering
evidence in the case against the man
charged with the murder Of his COM
panion.
ing of the trial Mrs Bryson left the
seat at the side of her son last night.
Mrs Randall her daughter, who had
been sitting at the opposite side of
the table, exchanged seats with her
mother and sat beside her brother
Bryson. their arms touching side by
side. but did not speak to him.
Mrs. Bryson sat not two yards
from the jury box.
H. D. Petrikin, opening the con-
cluding addresses of the defense, held
than an hour. He is an orator of the
old school, but does not hesitate to
thrust home his points with such
up-to-date words as vamp and social
derelict.
Blames WOman's Mother.
He started right in to smash the
case built up by the prosecution.
First of all he hammered home the
point that no one ever saw Bryson
Sloot AloiiCS. anu thcI SIldi-
lenged the prosecution to bring out
anybody who heard the shot. Why
was the shot not heard, he asked. in
little quiet village at q quiet time
in the evening? He further declared
that there was no proof produced that
Bryson shot his companion except the
so-called ante-morten statement.
Suddenly he veered into the account
of the finding of the body of Mrs.
Haines. She was clad only in an un-
dergarment and soiled water was
still in her bath tub. Yet. he said,
her dying declaration pictured a fight
downstairs. A chase up the steps and
the shooting. How could she be shot
in this way, he asked. and not be
found clothed?
He turned on Mrs. Kirby, mother of
the dead woman. with a vitriolic at
tack. He said she aided the elope-
ment, knew of Bryson living with her
married daughter and yet concealed
the face from her son-in-law. He
shouted marching up and down the
courtroom. referring to Mrs. Kirby:
mo New York vampire can come in
here and parade her woe before you
twelve men and expect the same con-
siderati ton and sympathy we want all
mothers TO have" He termed her
daughter a social derelict.
MT. Petrikin paid eloquent tribute
to the professional and day friends of
DR.. BrySOn. VINO CdHe mere W tSsShS
in his behalf.
Mrs. Bryson In Tears.
In closing he drew a pathetic picture
of Mrs. Bryson. He said that she had
sent away her son, the brightest Jew
el She possessed. when the war call
was sounded and that she got back
a husk and shell of man. He told
the jurors that it was little enough
to give back this war-wrecked man
to his mother. Mrs. Bryson sat be-
fore the jury and cried. She cried si-
lently, but every time the name of her
son was mentioned tears started anew.
The description Of his record in France,
the display of his medals showing the
battles he participated in and the story
of the after-war tragedy all served to
break down the reserved demeanor she
held throughout the trial
All Huntington turned out for last
nights address. Hundreds grouped
themselves about the exit to see DR..
Bryson, shackled to deputy sheriff.
drag his way out. He looked haggard
and tired, but absolutely disinterested
"If he's acting" some one in. the
crowd said, He ought never to have
been a physician" He did not percept-
IDLY move a muscle during the two
hours of talking last night. He ap-
peared less interested in his own case
than the most distinterested spectator.