Arizona state miner., 1924-07-26
THE CURIOUS MOB
BY Nuf ced.

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to get a glimpse at the defendant, a
human soul about to be crucified upon
an altar of ambitious desire by pros
ecutor in a court of law, as it is
known.
The Goddess of Showers as if in
collusion with the natural electrical
forces, following a peal of thunder
and streak of lightning, pours forth
upon this motley crowd and chatter
ing mob a deluge of water, or rain
as it is known, as if in rebuke to
this laughing and jeering mob Of
human beings, in form if nothing else,
as they struggle in a frenzy of antici-
patton outside the doors of the Court
room, in their mad and animal like
method to view the human crucifix-
ion.
There they stand: aristocrats, auto
Gratis, and rats, business men, bank
ers, lawyers women of the scarlet
robe, society DANES and their daugh-
ters; yea, men and women from ev-
cry walk in life, the fiotsam and jet
sam of what is known as twentieth
century civilization, a mass of curl
osity seekers and gossip mongers, to
be likened only unto a horde of cat
tie of the lower animal kingdom, in
preparation to the stampede across
the desert wastes.
Almost fiendish in their glee, in the
hope of feasting their beastly souls
and lurid minds upon a human mortal
that is to be stripped of its raiment,
as it were, by a prosecutor and in
its naked state placed before the gaze
of a none too justice-lOving public
when it is a case of others than
themselves that seek to obtain that
elusive instrument conducive to hap
piness-spoken and written as Justice
beautiful consoling thought to real
ize that it is still in existence.
The rain is falling in torrents upon
the motley mob of human beings, yet
they clamor, shout, chuckle and push
and jam in their eagerness to force
an entrance into the Court Room.
They are lined UP along the pave
ments, others huddle in the door
ways, many others grouped together
like so many sheep; these creatures
of nature and sensation seekers, they
shiver and sigh, under the canopy of
the darkened sky.
This motley mob stands for hours.
increasing in numbers, excitement
and desire as the hands of the clock
of the Court House slowly, steadily
and surely reaches the fateful hour
designating the opening of the trial
and crucifixion of the soul of human
mortal.
AS truly as water hunts it's own
tho
human family hunt theirs in cases OF
this kind.
Strangers make friends with per-
sons they have never met before. to
be better able to bridge the difference
of distance to the goal they seek.
Women. to their everlasting shame,
loose every semblance of feminine
poise and responsibility; they shout
frantically and laugh Historically
while being deluged with the waters
from on high.
These human sensation vultures
slip and sway on the wet pavements
from the adjacent houses and porch
tops come screeching boots of an owl
like the sound of mewing cat-calls
from other sight-seers and gossip
merchants.
The fateful hour has arrived. The
doors of the Court Room are closed
to the mob on the outside.
Police officers and deputy sher1ffs
scatter the crowds as best they can;
some scurry into doorways, others
into Railways where they stand cram
ing their vulture like necks, eyes
bulging from their sockets In the &C.
stacy of hope and desire.
The curious mob composed of hu-
man beings displays less intelligence,
is less beautiful. than the stone lm7
age known as the Egyptian Sphynx,
the latter classed as one of the seven
wonders of the ancient world, the
huge stone face looking out over the
beautiful. white, and natural sands OF
the Nile Valley.
Empires have budded, blOssomed
and bloomed like so many flowers,
and have withered into decay and
dust again, in the silence and serenity
of this stone image.
Destiny has swayed back and forth
at it's base armies have shed pools of
blood peoples have pleasured and suf-
fered through their short span of ex-
istence, but the face of this stone i'm
age looks out unchanged, unmoved.
The curious mob gradually but
slowly disperses, the members going
hither and thither, unchanged, un-
moved as to desire other than to sat-
isfy it's morbid curiosity. The ad
of Justice to one and all