The Detroit tribune. (Detroit, Mich.) 1935-1966, 1936-07-11
story is necessary"
The judge nodded
"Over ruled"

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II refuse to answer"
There was a shocked kasp from
the spectators, then silence.
Jason shrugged his shoulders
and walked over to the counsel
table and picked up a picture. He
held it up to Joe.
At the sight of the picture Joe
screamed.
Don't show that picture in here,
please don't" his voice broke in a
| sob, Its too sacred-its mine
all mine-all l have left"
Jason put the little tintype pic
ture in his pocket.
Tell us about it joe" he said
gently.
Joe rocked back and forth in
agony.
II can't, please don't make me-"
Jason stood as if resolute-then
with a slight wave of his hand he
said softly
Dismissed"
A wave of disappointment ran
over the court room, the jurymen
looked from one to the other and
wondered.
Allen Grant smiled.
"Heroics," he murmured.
Joe left the stand, his shoulders
sagging like a lost man. His hands
were shaking.
Jason called Mother Clark to the
stand.
Mother Clark's little frail figure
trembled as she took her seat but
she looked at Joe's bent shoulders,
his twitching hands and seemed 70
gather strength.
She made an appealing figure on
the stand. Dressed in black her
gray hair creeping from under the
small black hat, her brown face
lined with age, but oh so gentle,
and lovable.
Jason's attitude was differential
and very gentle, as he walked over
to the witness chair and laid his
arm on the arm of her chair.
Mother Clark tell me of your
sons marriage"
Mother spread her wrinkled
hands over her lap, smoothing out
the little shabby silk dress.
Well" she said slowly, Joe
met Mable Larkin a year before
he went owe reas. 1t was case Of
love at first sight" she looked at
Joe tenderly, Joe was a fine look
ing had in those days." the court
spectators smiled, but with no air
of disrespect. Unable was a school
teacher and she always had Sun
day school class too"
Joe lay with his head on the
table. Just a slight movement of
his shoulders told that he was
awake.
The court room was hushed as
mother Clark told of that happy
courtship. The joys and sorrows.
Joe and Mable's dream of coming
north where they might rear their
children without far of so much
color line, out of the shadow of the
lynch law.
The court room stirred, restless
ly.
With a faltering voice she took
them back over the trail that was
strewed with beauty in spite of the
hardships they were forced to I'M
drgo.
She told them of the war, when
joe, and mother Cark's voice
rang with pride, went over to do
his bit to make the country safe
for Democracy.
She told of Joe's parting with
Mable. The suffering, the pain of
that last good bye.
And then at the station as Joe
was biding his wife goodbye Jim
Streeter's eyes roved over to
Mables beautiful slender figure.
There was a hum in the court
room, but died away almost be-
fore the sound of the clerks gavel.
Mothers voice trembled as she
continued.
Jim made advances to Mable
then, and Joe saw him-we had to
hold Joe to keep him from attack
ing Streeter. Only the train pulling
out saved Streeter then"
Then after Joe had gone
Like a wild man Joe jumped to
his feet.
mo mother don't tell it. It. not
fair to Mable," he wiped the pre-
spiration from his forehead, ito
bring her name in to this"
The court room rumbled. The
court clerk raped repeatedly for
order.
Joe swayed as he held out his
hand to his mother. Mother Clark
with tears running down her
cheeks, cried out.
Joe, my boy l must try to seave
you. You'reall l have and she laid
her head on the arm of the chair
and sobbed.
Let me die rather than that"
and Joe rushed for Jason while
lawyers held him back.
Joe shook his fist at Jason.
The voice of the Judge rose
sharply.
order, or I'll clear the court
ROOM"
There was a settling back and the
noise died away, until only the
sobs of mother Clark could be