The Washington times., 1930-09-23
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Md siyentller. and looked down
~ her hands la sat beside
her. her gentle eyes staring
Stfaisllt ahead. chin up. good
klock hat creeping steadily
bdckwardshy the pllgnaciOus tilt
Of her eilifi.s
Dear ~ dear. brave Ma.
ne aoW Uf . smile touched
Gsatllle bps. .Redden-
ir iefii li been mr.. Allan'R
td1 He wanted her pale, he.
saJd hat not washed out. i.
There was 50 much about look
ing lust right In this trial bust
fless. Cathie hadn't known.
Ma was perfect. he had said.
Cathie's heart welled in loving
gratitude. Ma had steeled
herself TO go without the
willows veil with its protecting
dark mesh. Just at first when
she came In broken-hearted
wOndefment to the jail she had
worn 1t, as . protection for her
poor, tear-streaked face. But
now, now that she had had
time to prepare herself she
was getting along without 1t.
= She was showing the world
how little all this affected her
...Her Catfie was innocent
..Anotiiing to worry about, Just
o formality. Proud head, hands
CISsped. oh, Cathie knew
what she was thinking Poor,
darling Ma.
Courtroom Crowded
A warning look from MIR. Al.
Ian. Cathie bit her trembling
LIP. II Ma could be brave, she
could. too.
The curious crowded the
courtroom. Some of them had
been sitting for hours, ever
since early morning. Cathie saw
the sea Of faces, curious. star
ing, when she lifted her eyes.
Here and there someone
forced herself on her conscious
ness. A stout, red-faced woman
had brought . child q little
boy who wiggled and wanted to
slide off Of her lap.
A bailiff spoke to her.
II have as much right as any
one else to be here!'' she cried,
in q high, Shrill voice. But the
little boy was frightened, and
burst out crying. The woman
aeft angrily, carrying the
screaming child in her arms.
Catl1fg got one last look at her
round, red face, taut with
anger. Saw the cllild's puckerej
face, and his little clenched
fists, hoped the m 9th e:
wouldn't spank him once she
was out Of the room. She
looked like that kind Of a
woman.
Cathie looked at the Jury,
that it had taken them so long
to decide upon.
To Decide Fate
they looked cold and inirnical
to Cathie. Four middle-aged
men, one with a greasy gray
suit. A young and attractive
youth, hal dly more than q boy,
with two jeweled fraternity pins
showing on his vest when he
moved. as he did frequently,
struggling for comfort in the
hard. high-hacked chair. The
others were women. most Of
them housewives. with the air
OF having struggled to get the
breakfast dishes done, and the
children off to school, and Still
get to court on time.
They looked at Cathie curious
". so that's the way o n1ur-
deress looks" she thought their
faces said.
She wondered how she looked.
The attorneys had talked so
much about how she must be
have in court. She was wearing
the black faille-Silk dress she
had worn on the day she went
to jail. It had been newly
cleaned and pressed, and the
narrow piping Of white around
the neck and at the edge OF
the. cuffs lookeo nice, she
thought. She knew that her
glowing, natural color was gone,
and her softly curling hair did
not glisten as it did in the days
when Marguerite used to brush
It, and set 1t in big, soft waves.
But that couldn't be helped.
She wasn't much interested
In the trial. It progressed 50
slowly. The judge with his clip
ped little TnuStache and his nice
grey hair made her think a lit
tie Of Mr.. Far1sworth.
III had q cold, and Cathie
was afraid that his head acl1ed,
because he kept taking. off his
glasses and Wiping them on a
small piece Of pink cloth. he
kept In, his upper WRiStcoat
pocket, When his glasses were
c8 his eyes looked strained and
his flesh looked puffed and
dark under the eyes. Just the
way Mr.. Farnsworth's used to. :.
They were days. Just getting
the jury. It was warm. People
droWSed Ia their chairs. From
The open windows came the
street noises. the rumble Of
street cars, automobiles step.
ping, starting. grinding gears.
"A little louder, pleased" the
district attorney kept asking
@tlrtly, but nobody bothered
much. They were just waiting
=. waiting for the prelimi-
naries Ia be over. waiting for
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