Evening star., 1926-11-04

LONELINESS. In repose her expression
is stern, but when she smiles her face
lights up with gentleness and humor.
She wears her own honest gray hair
long, and there is no touch of rouge
or lipstick on her face. She was
handsomely and tastefully dressed in
a black gown, over VIII ch was black
coat with gray fur collar and cuffs.
She wore a handsome black hat
trimmed with a simple heart orna-
ment. BY her side sat her cousin,
Harry Carpenters wife, a charming
looking woman, who wore a black
dress with some gay embroidery on
the sleeves, and a black hat trimmed
in gold, while just behind her sat
Mrs. Henry Stevens, her sister-in-laW,
in dark coat suit with gray blouse
and a dark hat.
F1anked by Brothers.
With Mrs. Hall sat her two brothers,
Henry and Willie Stevens. both big.
tall, strong, heavyfeatured men with
crisp, close-cropped, curling black
hair just beginning to turn gray.
There is strong likeness between the
brothers, except that Henry Stevens
face is a strong, virile one, with
iutting chin, VIII lie Willie's face is
weak and fiabby, with receding chin
that melts into the rolls Of fat around
his neck
The Stevens family is a loya'
family. and in their hour of trial they
are backed up by all their kith and
kin, and in the courtroom one was
pointed out, the CIR fins, Mrs. Henry
Stevens mother and sister, and the
Arthur Carpenters and the Sydney
Carpenters and various other mem
bers of the clan, who had come to
express their faith and loyalty in
them.
Mrs. Hall and her brothers appeared
as calm and unconcerned as If they
were assisting at a pink tea instead
of beginning the fight for their lives.
Henry Stevens seemed to regard the
whole proceeding as a vast joke He
smiled continually in almost boisterous
good humor. Yet a great criminal
lawyer once told me that he had never
known any man or woman who went
through a murder trial, whether they
were innocent or guilty, whether they
were convicted or cleared, whose
nerve was not absolutely broken by it.
Charlotte the Flapper.
And last. but not least, among the
figures that fitted across the stage
was Charlotte Mills, the daughter of
the murdered woman.
Charlotte was 16 years old when her
mother was killed. She is 20 now.
and she is rather pretty in her pink
Jersey sport suit and her tight green
and gold turban, with her hooks of
bobbed hair pasted on her cheeks and
her mouth made in q Cupid's bow with
the lavish use of lipstick.
Charlotte is sort of Super-fapper,
the quinteSsence of this hard boiled
age, when girls have no old-fashioned
reverence for a mothers purity, but.
on the contrary, condone mothers
frailty and help her out in her little
affairs with other men.
For Charlotte has capitalized her
mothers romance with the Rev. Mr..
Hall and has written for the press her
story Of it, in which she called her
mother "chattel of love-" and today
she testified that when her father
called up to her on the night OF the
murder to know if her mother had re-
turned, she pretended to be asleep and
did not answer him.
Jury Swiftly Chosen.
It took less than an hour to choose
the jury, so swiftly do the wheels of
Justice turn in Jersey; and if I were
Mrs. Hall and her brothers. it is a
fury to which / would like to trust
my fate. For it is a fat jury and a
middle-aged jury; a well fed, comfort
able. intelligent-looking jury of an
ege that has seen enough of life to
teach it understanding and yet not
old enough to make it censorious. For
it is the very young and the very old
that are hard and uncomprOmising In