Year: 1879

I submit to your Royal Highness that
to admit such testimony will estab-
Iish president that years, aye, ages
cant wipe out. Think of it, your
Honor? Why, my lord, let me put
a question to you. Have you ever
made mud, pies ?-dignified mud pies,
l mean said Tom as tie four guards
were ordered by the Court to crush
him where he stood. 'Digni6ed mud
pies your Honor, with only little
mud and good deal Of dignity


Tie Court grants a gracious per-
mission to the defence to proceed
What no, there I wake up the jury
on the third trunk


The juryman, who had been up
most all the night before with ,ooth-
ache, didn't want to wake up, and he
even went so far as to kick ONE Of the
guards. His Life was spared on ac-
count Of his extreme youth, but fifty
lashes were ordered to ia IKE effect at
sunrise.


Having thus vinajcated the najss.
ty of the law, the eepy juryman was
invited by the Judge to a place on
the bed behind the throne, and was
soon fast asleep.


Your Honor, said Frank, rising
your learned mind must perceive the
point which the defence wishes to es-
tablish. The risoners nails were
discovered streaked with black all
the circumstances show that it must
have been ink, and vet this-but I'll
call no names. | can afford to be
calm. Your Honor, the counsel fol
the dsfence seeks to shadow you,
mind a"l ~, ."inds Of ti,o ilinent
jury by suggesting that it might have
been mud upon the nails, and not ink
that the prisoner whose wellknown
fondness for mud pie making
must admits thus clear from the
suspicion under which ne rests. Youl
Honor, IN a famous case in English
law, there was viii on trial. Every.
thing seemed right about it and judg-
es and lawyers were puzzled-all but
one. just as the document was going
to be pronounced valid, this lawyer
took the paper and held 1t up to the
light. There before the astonished
gaze Of all who crow bed around, was
the W water line date, showing that the
paper WAS manufactured years after
| the death of the man whose will
the document purported to be. Thus
it was proved a forgery. Your Hon.
or, that was very simple exposure,
but mine is even more so. 1t was ink
upon those nails, and do you ask me
how | know ?


The court room was still as ni ght.
Nothing could be heard save the
breathing Of the jnryman asleep be-
hind the throne. 1t was an exciting
moment.


The prisoner win please stand up


Things began to look solemn for
Johnny, and his little legs were un-
steady as he arose on the soap box.


Then Frank, with dramatic finger
pointlng at tie cnlprit cried The
glass, oh learned judge, look in the
glass =


End there, st Che prisoners back,
in the looking glass of the bureau, was
reflected the part of his trousers
which tbs black board saw !n the class
-.-trollsers streaked and crossed with
the hastv slashes Of the guilty finger
nails.


Oh, row they shrieksd with largh'-
ter the Judge almost rolled off his
chair, while Frank and Tom had to
hold on to each other to keep from
dropping under the table and to add
to the tumult, one of the jurvmen,
who was sitting on high trunk, ac-
cidentally kicked colleague who
was sitting in very low chair, right
in the eye, and it was some time be.
fore the combined talent of the Judge
and the counsel for both sides could
convince the injured juryman that it
hadn't been done on purpose. Then
came the first bell, which meant that
it was time for the jury to 20 to bed.


Later in the s1ening Frank went
again TO Percy room.


That was a great success, wasn't
it? l wanted every boy in school to