Evening star., 1926-11-19
OF PIG WOMAN''
CIVESTRIAL BIGGEST THRILL
Dramatic Moment Occasioned by Arrival
ofMrs. Gibson Unlikely to Be Rivaled
as Hearing Goes On.

| living person who has enjoyed every
minute Of the trial teven the experts
met with his approvaD. Is literally
hilarious, and Mrs. Edwin Carpenter.
always gay and young and chic, has
pearls in her ears and others In her
smart little black hat. ..
The brown fur collar Of her broad
tail coat is pulled high about her ears.
but at her throat there Is, a vivid
glimpse of fiame.colored scarf
Under the leafgreen Of her high, felt
hat. the fastidious bitterness OF Mrs.
Henry Stevens charming high'bred
face is slightly relaxed. There 10 a
newcomer: too. Mrs. Paul Bonner, Dr.
Halls sister, a comely, well groomed
/ matron, resolutely proving her LOYALTY
to this woman who Is accused OF his
death.
Defense Prepares for Foe.
| Yes, from the smiles that wreath
that usually grim corner, we might
think that the next few hours are
about to vindicate those who stand In
peril of their lives more thoroughly
! than the IL good men who will hand
down their verdict some time within
| the next two weeks. At last. at last
their ancient enemy Is coming riding
| to battle-even though she ride In an
ambulance, even though her jousting
ground be q hospital cot, she VIII
come.
| And as gallantly as their fathers
| fastened on plumes and spurs oelofe
battle, the Stevens and the Carpenters
and the Halls fasten smiles to tneir
pale faces and laughter to their tired
ewes, and holding mirth before them
like a banner, prepare to meet their
foe. They have no need of adjusting
other armor-day in, day out, they
have learned to wear tit f1ts them
closer than their skins. But now,
/ there are plumes and banners Tor
She Is late. Half-past 10, and her
| cue for entry was the stroke OF the
| hour. An anxious murmur runs
| through the court-another more re-
assuring one rushes to meet 1t. Sne
left the hospital In Jersey C1ty: 90
miles away, at 1885. She was all right
then-said she had the best night she
had vet. They leave and take it easy
in those ambulances-she was all
right. Here, get this, at 1890 the am
bulance passed through Dunellen, y
| miles away.
Troopers Create Havoc.
! Two state troopers, smartly belted
and uniformed, with caps pushed far
| lack from worried brows, appear SUD
denly out of thin air and move swl1t
ly down the crowded aisles. leaving
! havoc in their wake. All VINO nave
| not subpoenaS must rise to thelr re
luctant feet and walk. not run, to the
| nearest exit. There aren't seats
enough for the witnesses-lively now.
The majestic ladies. slowly heavlng
their sable .cloaked, seal-cOated. mink
caped bulk from their hard-Won seats
do not look lively--far from 1t. They
look baff1ed and outraged, and the
| glare that they turn on the v1rtuously
| triumphant witnesses and the ON
! cious troopers is certainly calculated
to freeze them where they stand.
| Still, even the decided gaps that
| they leave behind are not suff1clent
and the troopers wax more trucuient
Here. here, now. out with your SUP
poenas or out with you. Where's your
subpoena, lady? You can't get away
with that, brother-more gasps.
The witnesses for once are getting
the best Of 1t. They are to be vouch.
safed the most precious privilege OF
i the trial-the privilege of sitting
securely in a seat and listening com
fortably to their most famous col
league in her positively solitary per-
formance.
Dozens of them are availing them
selves of this privilege who have
never set foot in the courthouse be-
fore. Those Of us who possess tickets
clutch them convulsively, proud but
apprehensive.
Sigh of Excitement.
Ten forty y-f1ve-the ambulance has
passed through Bound Brook. A lit
tie sigh of pure excitement runs
through the court-BOund Brook Is a
scant four miles away. Judge Par
ker's gavel falls, massively insistent-
all those standing at the back Of the
court must leave ait once, and pas
sage must be cleared outside the door.
Quick, now. No time to lose--a clock
is striking II.
The courtroom is suddenly in the
grip Of a curious and collective stage
fright, as though 1t were undergoing
the ordeal that lies before this woman
moving steadily forward through a
gray rain to a white bed. They sit
smitten into sudden silence, moisten-
ing their lips. turning apprehensive
eyes to rain-washed windows. breath
ing rapidly. In the corner the Stew.
have forgotten not to look tired.
Eleven fifteen. Somewhere a door
slams, sharp as a revolver shot, and
the crowd starts as though it had
been hit. Senator Simpson, who has
been sitting in lonely state at the
foot of the bed smiling over a letter
rises with a quick jerk and is gone
Outside a mans voice cries. STAND
back The guards at the door take
it up loudly, stand back Stand
back"'
"Pig Woman" Arrives.
There is a movement through the
courtroom. elemental as wind oi
water, and suddenly they are all or
their feet straining, straining to see
the doorway. A rush of feet brings
the reporters. who have been waitins
outside; there is a murmur of many
lvoices.. She's coming, she's Ok"
They backed the ambulance in" 1--WE
left her, on the stairs" Watch out,
here she is."
And here incredibly she is, or is she:
Not that fiat white thing under the
sheet? Why have they covered her
face-do they cover the faces of those
is for the dead. They had told us that
she was large.boned, broad-shoulder
ed--a small. small child would have
lifted the covers higher Perhaps she
wasn't there. Perhaps there was moth
ing there at all, only an empt,
stretcher.
The fiattened streteher moved dec
orously down the crowded aisle to-
ward that smooth, waiting bed, ant
the spectators surged forward again
irresistibly, Even the stern Judge for.
got his gavel, eyes riveted on the
stretcher that looks so empty--somt
-
pecting the old, stentorian rebuke of
the crowd to the overeager. Down
In 'front.'" but no one calls; they, too,
are standing.