The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-11-13
DEATH PENALTYFOR TRIO DEMANDED BY COZ

Inman. "Must prejudice and pas
sion submerge the world for the
purpose of some particular case,
leaving us, when it is over, in a
wild, disOrderIy state, in mental be-
wildeyment, anarchy in the hearts
regret, and the sOuPs sickness Of
remOrse.
"Such a conclusion is impossible
to my own vision in this land where
the law is supreme, running on and
on forever, arching as the sky above
the contingencies of an isolated case.
Such a termination, gentlemen, is
inconceivable to me.
Hatred and Prejudice
THE muddy waters of prejudice
and hatred, the fierce elements Of
hostility, and the devoted elements
of friendly support may clash-may
lash wildly around your feet. But
thank God, this jury, standing fear
lessly and solely for justice and
and conscience bound, breathing the
clear pure atmosphere and judg-
ment and reason, far removed from
the foul murky air that turks and
pOlsons the regions below, will never
suffer sanity and sense to be torn
from their minds, to outrage and
disgrace the civilization Of this
great State, merely to glut the
vengeance of certain forces of hatred
and persecution.
Thank God, we can have jufies
in this great country who will stand
at all hazards as a pillar Of safety
against the swirling elements of the
mere madness of men-and women"
Pictures Imprisonment
Inman then drew a touching pic
ture for the jury of the Jail i'm
prisonment of Stephenson and his
aids.
These men have been made help
less for seven long months by fate
unwarranted and cruel. They have
been forced to languish in their
dungeons, for all this time, upon a
charge which every man has known
from the beginning could never be
sustained, unless violence and out
rage be committed upon the law. I'm
friendly interest on the outside of
Jail, unhampered and free, have
operated and designed, in savage
glee, to compass the destruction Of
these three men.
Terrible Months
And during alI/ these terrible
months, they have sat in their cells.
through the sweltering summer days.
from the dawn of morning to the
shadows Of evening, unable to meet
and cope with forces Of hate that
clamored round them from without.
"There has ben a tinge Of sad
ness i'm my soul as / have seen the
injustice of il all, while these men,
of as fine sensibilities as were ever
possessed by any man, have had
to sit for all these months, staring
at stone walls, and bars by day
lying upon prison cots, within bars
of steel by night.
"And yet, gentlemen, in this sore
distress, under the weight of this
great calamity to them, they have
friends, many friends. Through the
bars of the prison, the best people
of this country have come to grasp
their hand. They have come with
hearts beating with sympathy i'm
so sad surroundings. And this is
consolation after all.
IF one of you ever finds himself
in trouble, under circumstances be-
yond your control, you'll understand
the gratitude you feel to those who
come and give you their hands, and
give the sympathy of their hearts.
DEGREES Hate
my being is not so that wish
to hate. My heart is not the home
of ill-will. 1 want to give men the
benefit of doubt. If one wrongs me
for the moment. 1 may resent. the
next moment 1 want to forgive.
II feel that these who wage this
persecution will see the error of their
way, no mater what tse motive that
lies behind it. 1t may be the in
stigations Of malice and of hire. Or
the sorings of ambition it may be, -