The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1937-05-25

Here the prosecutor was inter
rupted by Stanley Evans, smiling
and cool and urbane, who re-
minded Miles that 1.-The court, I
believe, will not fail to instruct
the jury fully as to the possible
number of verdicts it may return"
even if the burden Of proof
were on the defense, even were
our system of jurisprudence such
that we proceeded under the pre-
sumption of guilt and regarded the
accused as guilty until poved inno-
cent-even in that event the de-
tense would face this trial with the
utmost confidence. But the bur-
den of proof it not upon us.
1.-THE County Prosecutor. who is
a good man and a just man, has
told you that his course Of action
would be no different even though
the defendant were a hideouS Spe-
cimen of criminal depravity. and
believe him. But, after all, the
defendant is not such specimen.
On the contrary, she is a whole
some, clear-eyed American girl,
who, until her arrest, was a SGenog-
rapher in the law office where I
work. I know her, and though /,
too, should like to tell you that I
would act no differently were the
accused a hideous specimen of
criminal depravity, I hesitate to do
so, since to know Janice Fowler
as I, her employer. know her. is to
be a veritable zealot in her cause"
Here Stanley Evans paused the
atrically and turned about to look
at his client. It had its effect.
He was a level-voiced speaker, en-
ploying a diSpasSionate and con-
vincing delivery which achieved
positive eloquence with the slight
est change in infection. The
whole court room was sitting up at
attention now. Even Grady Will
Hanson, aroused from his bored
lethargy, neglected to contribute
his customary cynicisms. Evans
turned back to the jury once more
and the jury appeared to be q
bit ashamed of itself.
II think that was very gallant"
Betty Kelley contributed in low
voice. Stanley Evans can be my
lawyer any day."
you couldn't afford him." Paul
Sewer commented, and added IN
feelingly, land you've too many
freckleS on your nose to make a
zealot out of him."
Betty'S reply was lost on me, for
had caught Janice Fowler's eye.
Beneath Evans tribute her steady
gaze had wavered and lowered to
her hands, which she held claSped
IN her lap. Now she looked up
again and her glance, sweeping
past the press table, encountered
my stare. Janice smiled in answer
to my nod and turned once more
to Evans and she watched him
steadily through his concluding
words to the jury:
Your conSciences are charged
with heavy responsibility and
grave duty, ladies and gentlemen
The defense is ready"
An audible buzz broke out in
the court room. People relaxed
and whispered and watched Evans
admlringly as he strobe briskly
back to his table. A bailiff called
for order as the buzz grew in
volume, and Judge Sawyer, gray
and lean and serious, said:
Call the first witness"
who'll be the f1rst?" Betty
Kelley whispered. She still was a
little unfamiliar with murder
trials, and despite the veneer of
SophiStication she had acquired in
two years of flrStrate newspaper
reporting, she was more than a
little thrilled.
Whats your guess, Betty" I
asked.
81 don't know. Will it be Lieu
tenant CropSy?"
Even money" contributed Fer
rell, cit will be the well known
Mr.. Corpus Deficit. For your bene-
Mt, Miss Kelley, that's Latin"
"Oh, really?"
"Uh-huh. You won't see him
IN person, you understand. He'll
be introduced in the form of a
certificate from the coroner's
jury"
Mr.. Terrell, I think you're
wonderful"
certifying" Terrell went
on, blandly ignoring her sar-
eaSm, Ito the death and the man