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Jater, however he heard that she had
It troubled him, but after all a niati
must live down his past and not
brood over it The judge -was an ex
emplary husband and father. His
little daughter ran to kiss him; he
folded his wife in his arms.
"What will you do with that poor
fellow Bymons?" asked his wife later
"If 1 had myway," answered the
judge, "he would go to the electric
chair. I don't think there Is much
chance of that, however. Second
N degree murder, if I can "swing it."
'"The papers think he will 'be ac
quitted." "That depends on whether the
jury are honest men Or sentimental
fools." ' '
"But, my dear, he shot the man
who had run away with his wife.
Surely that is not a crime that de
serves severe punishment?"
"I do not think it does," answered
the judge. "My function, however,
is not to pass upon the abstract right
or wrong of a case, but dimply to
administer the law. What law may
' be is laid down by the legislature. I
- aim to keep my court an honest one
and to fulfill the law scrupulously.
, His wife said no more. She knew
her husband's feelings in the mat
ter, and, while not sympathizing,
recognized his integrity.
On the next day there was another
painful scene in court. The wife of
the prisoner stood up at the back of
- the courtroom and interrupted coun
sel. ' f
"I was guilty!" she cried. "He did
right Let him go, judge! Why can't
you let him go?"
"Be silent, woman!" thundered
"I will not be silent I love him. I
was crazy when I .did what I did. Let
An officer of the court succeeded
with difficulty in Bilencing her. The
sound of her hysterical weeping
filled the 'courtroom. The judge
scowled. The case had already at
tracted unenviable notoriety. The
newspapers were full of it He was
Receiving' criticism. And he felt the
injustice of it all. Nobody seemedtd
understand that he had placed his
own sympathies aside. No one
thought that he might feel for the
prisoner. No one understood that
fhis function was simply to carry out
And all through that day and the
next he felt the sympathies of the
jury turn toward the prisoner, and
he hardened his heart and resolved
that their verdict Bhould not be ac-
Lqulttal. All the while, too, he was
conscious of the-cynical look -In the
eyes of the prisoner.
The case ended at last, as even
the greatest of cases must come to
an end. Counsel for both sides had
delivered their speeohs. It was now
his turn to speak. He was summing
up. And he proceeded with grave de
liberation.'' He expounded the cir
cumstances of the crime. Nobody
had made Ihe suggestion that the
man'mfght not be guilty. The facts
were proved. He hammered that in.
He told the jury that they must find
a verdict according to the facts
which were proven. '
"Have a little' pity!" cried the
prisoner's wife, leaping to her feet
with a dramatic gesture. "Are you
a man. Is your heart carved of
"Be silent!" roared the judge. "Re
move that woman from the court
room." She struggled and shrieked all the
.while, and the courtroom was in an
uproar. Every face that met the
judge's was hard and condemning.
He noticed that; for an instant there
flashed through his mind the mem
ory of the wife and little girl. How
happy he was at home! Why couldn't
they understand that it was just to
protect such homes that the law.
But what we he thinking? It was
in such defense that the prisoner