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THE ARGUS, SATURDAY, JAKUAIiY 4, 1902.
THE EVIDENCE OF AN EXPERT
BY HOWARD FIELDING.
COPYRIGHT, 1901, BY CHARLES W. HOOKE.
IS we entered the Old
courtroom of Sudbury
the prisoner was be
ing led In by a door
upon the other side.
We were upon the
east side, he upon the
west, and the light of
the forenoon struck
full upon him. He
was a lean and grizzled man with a
deeply wrinkled forehead and thick eye
brows, beneath which were extremely
unpleasant eyes of a distinct yellowish
hue. These eyes blinked in the light
like a cat's, and their appearance in
creased the effect of terror In his whole
The room was very still even In this
moment of excitement. It filled a wing
of the building and had an arched roof,
giving it the look of a chapel, in which
the high bench of the judge might well
have seemed a pulpit. Perhaps the as
pect of the place had its weight with
the country folk who crowded it that
morning: perhaps, indeed, they were
more Impressed with the majesty of hu
man law than urban people are. At
any rate their demeanor gave dignity
to a scene which is too often grotesque
and coarse when set within the bounds
of the great cities.
Loren Moore was accused of sending
deadly poison In a package of coffee to
the house of his cousin. Mrs. Alice Hol
burn, with the purpose of revenging
himself upon her for defeating him in a
lawsuit about property of no great val
ue, but long a subject of litigation. As
so often happens in such cases, the vie.
tim of the poison was not the person
.yWho seemed to be Intended. Moore
stood before the bar to answer for the
death of a servant of Mrs. Holburn's
named Mary Dennett, a pretty girl
highly esteemed in this community
w here character Is more than caste.
M'ss Dennett had been engaged to
marry a young man who lived in the
neighboring town of Durham. He was
pointed out to me immediately by my
companion, and I looked upon him with
great curiosity, for there was a whis
per that Moore's probable acquittal
would place this youth in the prisoner's
dock. John Norton, the Individual in
question, was tall and sturdy, with red
dish brown hair and a fresh, ruddy
skin. I xaw him stare hard at Moore
as the latter crossed the room between
the two somber guards, gray bearded
and dignltied. It seemed to me that
Norton's look was singularly destitute
A ROUNP TABL6 FOR YOUNG R6AP6R5
THE PIGEON THAT
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L C TT 'M t,red of thls dul1 llfc!" CTle&
the Gray Pigeon. "1 think I
will get out of this poky hole.
"Do!" sarcastically crowed
the Rooster. "Cock-a-doodle-doo!
You'll be glad enough to
chase back again."
"Coo-goo-oo-oo!" contemptuously con
tinued the Pigeon. "Much you know
WOULD FLY DOWN FOR THEIR
about It. My ancestors were not born
In a barnyard, as yours were."
"Cock-a-doodle-doo! Indeed!" val
iantly challenged the barnyard fowl.
"Come down, and we'll fight it out!"
But the Gray Pigeon would not come
down. He knew better. He had seen
exhibitions of the bantam's prowess.
Master Gray Pigeon lived in a barn
yard cot, a handsome apartment house
with gable roof and dormer windows
and separate entrances for each of the
The Inhabitants of the cot were
cared for by the little boy who lived in
the house to which the barn and barn
yard belonged. The boy had taught
them to come at his call, perch upon
his shoulder and even take food from
Whenever the fowls were fed the pi
geons would fly down for their share,
and so poultry and pigeons had become
pretty well acquainted. Gossip was
exchanged at their meetings In truly
' When Mr. and Mrs. Fantall, the aris
tocrats of the cot. became the proud
parents of two tiny naked pigeons,
batched from two dainty white eggs,
all the hens and matronly ducks, geese
and turkeys sent felicitations to Mrs.
Fantail and marveled greatly when
they heard that the mother and father
fed the babies with a soft, milky sub
stance which they prepared In their
crops and then ejected Into the mouths
of the young ones. The squabs, as the
juvenile pigeons were called, were thus
OF A MYSTERIOUS POISONING CASE
of resentment. It was sharp, eager and
searching, but without hostility.
Following my glance, my friend Den
ning said to me:
"Norton was on the stand yesterday.
District Attorney Barlow tried to make
him swear that he had seen Moore in
Sudbury on the afternoon when the
poison was sent. You see, the defease
is an alibi. Moore says he was in Dur
ham, and he brings several reputable
witnesses who will testify that they
saw him there. Among them is Dea
con Lewis, the old gentleman wiping
his spectacles over there in the corner.
See him? Well, his word it worth as
much as that of any other man In this
community. He and the other alibi wit
nesses were standing in a group on a
street corner In Durham in the edge of
the evening, and Deacon Lewis said.
There goes Loren Moore of Sudbury,'
and the others looked and saw some
body. Was it Loren Moore? They say
I SAW HIM STARE HARD AT
it was: but, between you and me, they
don't seem very sure of it except the
deacon. The others, la my opinion, say
so because he does."
"This will acquit him." said I. And
my friend replied:
' It would except for one thing, per
nourished until they were a month old,
when they were considered old enough
to eat grain.
There were several handsome varie
ties of pigeons in the cot. Among
these were the jacobins, with their
high ruffs of feathers about the neck;
the little fat tumblers, so called be
cause of their trick of turning over and
over when they descended, and the
pouters, odd looking creatures with
breasts much dilated by a peculiar
welling of the esophagus. These took
great pride in their superior birth and
looked down upon the ordinary pigeons,
who, in turn, scorned the aristocrats of
the cot, saying that they were the re
publican descendants of rock dwelling
pigeons and, like all mountaineers, lov
ed liberty better than anything else In
"And why don't we get a little more
of It?" grumbled the little Gray Pigeon.
"Here we live in a bare little cot, and
If we are not here at feeding time we
can go without our meal!. I mean to
fly away and see the world."
So fly away he did, his stout, pointed
wings carrying him swiftly far over the
landscape. He could not. as he had
expected to do, find any of the republic
an pigeons who make their homes
among the cliffs and from whose ances
tors the domestic pigeons are said to
JUST ESCAPED THE CLUTCHES OF
A BIG HAWK.
have descended. Then, too, all the wild
pigeons of the wood, who mad 'their,
rude nests In trees, had In the falL flown
haps even In spite of it. : See that man
over there?" .
He pointed to a tall, meager, nervous
oH gentleman . who had a very high
forehead surmounted by stiff whit
hair. There was a clerical suggestion
in his dress and manner, but yet he
lacked the placidity that usually marks
a country clergyman of advanced years.
"That's Professor Warren," said my
"The chemist?" I Inquired, deeply In
terested in a man of such wide repute
"The same," was the reply. "He
claims to have found In a compartment
of a wallet belonging to Moore a minute
quantity of the poison used in this mur
der. He was on the stand yesterday,
and Moore's lawyer got after him with
the severest cross examination I ever
heard. The point of it was that this
poison" and he named it. as I shall not
do in this record because I have no wish
to advertise a substance of such a char
acter "this poison is a white powder
that looks just like salt or sugar, and
the quantity found in the wallet was
so small that the jury can't get hold of
it. If It was really in Moore's wallet,
he's guilty beyond a doubt, but the
Jury wasn't convlncnl. Professor War
ren's tests are a little beyond the com
prehension of the farmers hereabout.
Warren will be on the stand again to
Glancing at Professor Warren. I saw
that he was preparing to be called im
mediately, and as he was gathering up
his little "laboratory" I marked with
some surprise that his trembling bands
made the glass rattle.
"He was blown up over at the college
many years ago," said my friend. "The
lawyer for the defense made quite a
point of that, though Warren was only
a youth at the time."
The day's proceedings opened with
the continuation of Deacon Lewis' tes
timony, after which some of those who
had beea with him described the scene.
This made a considerable Impression,
having with the jury the strength of
all "eyewitness" evidence. Contrasted
with the invisible work of Professor
Warren's chemicals a drop of this or
that substance in a little tube, a change
of color caused heaven knows how, a
test of something boiled out of a bit of
leather from an old wallet this plain
talk about seeing -a man walking along
the Btreet seemed as strong . as cer
tainty. I saw Moore's yellow eyes shining
with encouragement, and I marked in
creasing pallor on the face of young
Norton, who the day before had thrown
away his chance of avenging the death
of the woman he loved: who had testi
fied that he had seen In Sudbury at the
critical hour "a man who looked like
Moors," but could not be persuaded, by
to the south, there to. remain until
warm weather would make he woods
"This is extremely odd!" the Gray Pi
geon exclaimed. "I expected to find
the woods full of my wild cousins."
He walked about over - the ground
looking for something to eat, but could
And nothing. Hungry and thirsty, he
perched on the limb of a bare tree and
for the first time In his young life went
to sleep supperless.
"Liberty isn't what It Is cracked up
to be!" the pigeon sighed as he dozed
off to dream of the despised home
THE BASKET LID WAS OPENED.
where he had been kept warm and dry
In a scrupulously clean cot washed out
once a week by the little boy who
owned it and knew that birds do not
like to live In dirty rooms any better
than respectable human beings do.
In the morning when he awoke he
heard a fierce shriek overhead and had
Just time to dart away and escape the
clutches of a big hawk, a fierce bird so
Impudent as sometimes to attack caged
birds on verandas. Gray Pigeon dared
not light until he had put several miles
between himself and his fierce pursuer.
Just a quarter of a mile away he no
ticed pigeons flying In and out of a
small building. They were not hardy
rock dwelling pigeons, but domestic
ones, but Gray Pigeon was glad to Join
them In order to get a meal. After he
had satisfied his hunger he crept Into
one of the pigeon houses, quite a large
building lined with boxes and perches.
He was in his first nap when several
men came in with hampers. He was
packed Into one of the hampers with
others. For several hours they Jolted
about, and when at last the basket was
allowed to rest Gray Flgeon could hear
a crowd of people talking outside!
Finally the basket lid was opened,
and the birds rose Into the air. A dozen
shots rang out, and a number of Gray
Pigeon's companions, with cries of ag
ony, sank, dying, to the ground. The
birds had been released at a pigeon
shooting match to gratify so called
sportsmen. Several of the pigeons, al
though wounded and bleeding, escaped
to the woods, where they- perished of
wounds and torturing thirst and hun
ger. Gray Pigeon, unharmed, tore through
the air. His terror was great. The
hawk he had feared, but he felt that
with wit and swiftness he had a chance
for his life. The men. with their su
perior t intelligence- and znysteriqujf
all the district attorney's arts to say
positively, "The man was Moore."
"I may be mistaken," he had said, ac
cording to my friend's report. "I won't
say it was him when I ain't sure."
But upon the question whether he
had really loved Mary Dennett or, be-
Ing tired of her, might have wished her
dead he was firm and explicit, saying
that he had loved her with all his heart
and had been waiting only for better
worldly fortune before uniting himself
to her by the most sacred of mortal
vows. While my friend was describing
that scene of the previous day a sharp
And I saw the old chemist 'arise has
tily and walk toward the witness stand,
carrying his rack of tubes and bottles.
It had beea understood that he should
be recalled in rebuttal of some "expert"
testimony from Sudbury's leading drug
gist and that he would make a few ex
periments In open court.
This poison, which I shall call thana
tlne. may be revealed by many tests, of
which the simplest is that by muriatic
acid. Dissolve a little of the poison in
a tube of water, and the liquid remains
colorless. Then add a few drops of the
acldand a vivid green hue results; The
professor explained Uis test to the
jury, and. having done so, he put his
hand Into his waistcoat pocket and
produced a small tube, from which he
poured a quantity of the poison in the
form of a powder upon a sheet of white
"This Is visible to you all." he said.
weapons, had everything to their ad
vantage. Moreover, the hawk had the
excuse of needing a meal, and the hu
man slayers craved only a little excite
The pigeon, fortunately, finally reach
ed home, where he was warmly receiv
ed by his owner, and never after was
known to complain of a humdrum life.
"There may be variety and excite
ment in the world," the Gray Pigeon
would sagely remark when the young
sters would complain, "but there are
also dangers. Home is the best place
The game of "rival camp" is a va
riety of the one called "mineral, ani
mal or vegetable." The players divide
themselves into equal numbers ' and
form two1 circles or camps at different
ends of the room. These we will call
the right and the left camp. One per
son from each camp goes out of the
room, and the two arrange- each to
think of some particular object. Then
they return to the room, aad each takes
up his stand In the center of the other's
camp, where the players question him
as to the object of his thoughts.
The first question asked must be, "Is
it animal, vegetable or mineral?" That
being told, the answers must be "Yes"
or "No" only. Each camp tries to
guess before its rival, for the one which
guesses . rightly first gains a "man"
When Master Bob went out to skate,
His mother saic: "You'd better wait.
I fear the Ice I- rather thin."
Bob disobeyed and tumbled in. ,
The youngster gave a fearful shout. "
Pray, where'a the man to fish Bob outZ ,
but the district attorney expressed a
fear that It might not be so, as both the
powder and the paper were white,
whereupon the professor felt in his
waistcoat pocket again and then poured
out more powder.
"It has been alleged," he said In the
tone of one who lectures to a class,
"that the quantity with which I was
obliged to deal in this case was very
small. Observe this little glass rod,
which I wipe carefully with a silk hand
kerchief until it is perfectly dry. I lay
It lightly upon the powder and then re
move it, so. You can see none of it ad
hering to the glass. - I place the rod in
this tube half filled with water" and
he did so with a nervous hand that
made the tube clink upon the glass
"and then with this dropper I add just
one drop of muriatic acid. And you see
The tube that had been clear as crys
tal became suddenly green as an emer
ald. It flashed In the light like a jewel
of price, and I heard a murmur run
along the jury box at the sight of this
simple miracle. Glancing at Moore, I
beheld a wretched spectacle. It seem
ed as if the flash from that tube Bhone
especially upon his face, for he looked
green with fear. And the Jury saw him
with eyes that seemed to comprehend.
"Always the same result." said the
professor. "This green color is very dis
tinctive to the trained eye. Even with
out the other tests of which I made
eleven I should have felt convinced In
my own mind that thanatlne was pres
ent." "I would ask the court's permission,"
said the district attorney, rising, "to
have the witness perform the experi
I looked at the man in amazement.
It was, to my mind, a most foolish
thing to do. The effect had been pro
duced. The Jury's senses could only be
come blunted to it by repetition. Be
sides, Warren, with his shaking hands.
Impressed me as a bad experimenter,
and I was prepared to see him fail with
a test so simple.
' Moore's lawyer, a hatchet faced
Yankee, sharp wltted and quick, looked
uneasily at the judge, fearing that a
repetition of the experiment would not
be permitted and knowing that It could
not hurt the defense, but might help it.
The apprehension was needless, for old
Judge Harburg has a curiosity quite
feminine, and he seemed anxious to see
the test repeated.
Accordingly, Professor Warren care
fully washed and wiped the glass rod,
took a clean tube. Into which he pour
ed fresh distilled water from the same
flask that he had used for that purpose
in the previous instance and once more
laid the rod upon the small white heap.
It seemeS to me that none of the sub
stance .could possibly adhere to the
WHO 15 THIS KING?
A king is he, though yet uncrowned;
His mother was a queen renowned.
His capital, earth's largest city,
Too foggy 'tis to be quite pretty.
Upon his realm ne'er sets the sun.
The poor king's work is never done.
Solution of "Who Is This Youthful
from the other. Supposing the right
camp first guesses rightly, it recalls its
own emissary from the left camp and
also retains the "man" sent to it. Each
camp now chooses another "man" to go
out of the room, and the game contin
ues as before, it being eventually won
by the camp which succeeds by rapid
guessing in drawing most "men" from
Old Gentleman How old are you, lit
Newsboy Nearly 7, sir.
Old Gentleman And how long have
you been in the newspaper business?
Newsboy Oh, ever since I was a kid.
A very heavy child is not necessarily
healthy, but if baby is in perfect health
Its flesh should be firm, and Us little
limbs well padded with fat.
y- iinfc v. , (
smooth glass, yet the professor, with
the utmost confidence, dipped it nto
the tube and added the acid from the
There was an instant of perfect si
lence, and then some one laughed a
hoarse, jackal's laugh. It was Moore.
He was smart enough to see that this
failure absolutely acquitted him. And
when I turned an eye upon John Nor
ton I beheld him pale as death, his gaze
fixed upon the accused.
"Well, professor," said Moore's law
yer cheerfully, "what does this mean?
'Always the same result' those were
Warren, who had seemed to me so
nervous, - had suddenly become calm,
and, still more to my surprise, the dis
trict attorney's face was flushed as
with triumph. He leaned back in his
chair and whispered over his shoulder
to my friend, "We've got him."
"It means." said Warren, answering
the lawyer's question, "that it is easy
to deceive human beings. I have here
two tubes exactly alike" and he took
them from his waistcoat pocket "one
containing thanatine, the other com
mon salt. I first poured some of the
thanatine upon this' paper, and then
when more of it seemed to be desired
I poured out some of the salt, but you
and everybody else here present sup
posed that I used the same tube and
poured out the same substance as be
fore. The result is that one-half of this
little heap the half upon the right is
thanatine, a deadly poison: the other
half is salt. And neither you nor any
other man alive with his unaided eye
can tell where the salt ends and the
poison begins. With such simple trick
ery can human beings be deluded; to
such errors their senses are liable.
"But not all the devices nor the cun
ning of all the men on earth can de
ceive one drop of this acid. It is never
mistaken. Always, from the beginning
to th end of eternity, and under all
possible conditions, it knows and
speaks the truth."
Then at the judge's request the chem
ist proved his saying. He tested re
peatedly from the two sides of the lit
tle mound of powder always the clear
fluid from the salt; always the green
glow from the poison. The effect of the
chemist's trick, which he had prepared
as a rebuke to the prisoner's lawyer,
was such that no argument of counsel
could overthrow It, and a verdict of
But for Professor Warren I am sure
a guilty man would have escaped his
due. And, by the way, the difference
between fallible human testimony and
the evidence of nature was further il
lustrated a few days later by the dis
covery of the man whom Deacon Lewis
and his friends had mistaken for Loren
Queen?" Queen Wilhelmina of Holland.
HIDDEN PROVERB FABLE.
The Discontented Cat's Lesson.
Concealed in this fable are six words, which,
when properly arranged, constitute a well known
proverb. Try to find them.
NCE there was a proud and lux
urious cat who, although he re
ceived nothing but tidbits of
chicken and dainty pieces of
was so fastidious that he often
scorned all these good things.
A change in fortune made his master
so poor that he could not afford a loaf
of bread for his children, and so puss
had to skirmish for a living. "This is
hard luck," said pussy.
At first he fared far from well, but
he soon recovered from that early fas
tidiousness. Often the cat could scarce
ly make both ends meet, and a scrap
from a garbage heap tasted better than
delicacies in the old days. He became
so humble that he thought himself well
off when he could pick over the bone
left by an ash barrel cat. Fortunately
a portion of his master's fortune re
turned to him, and puss spent the rest
of his days in comparative comfort, a
better and wiser cat.
Solution of "The Good Natnred Pnjr."
"One good turn deserves another."
A Perplexing; Game.
Before beginning the game of neigh
bors it is necessary to inquire who
knows it, for it cannot be played unless
there is at least one person to whom it
is new. When that person has been
discovered and in this there is need for
diplomacy, lest he suspect a trick he is
sent out of the room, but before going
he is told that the party will arrange
to think of some object, and that on his
return he will have to find out what It
is by questioning each person in turn,
but framing his questions so that the
answers may be ."yes," "no" or "I
After he has retired It must be ex
plained to the players, who are seated
In a circle, that each is to fix on his or
her left hand neighbor as the object to
be guessed, that all questions must be
answered truthfully, having regard to
that person. The result will be most
bewildering, for, as will be readily un
derstood, the queries will lead to an
swers which will make "It" appear to
both dark and fair, man and woman,
tall and short and a variety of other
absurdities and contradictions.
For the evening meal of a two-year-old
child bread and milk or rusk and
milk, la the wisest fare. . .,
"If there were
100 chickens in
a coop," said
fasten the at
tention of her
class of colored
two were miss
ing one morn
ing, how many
would you still
ninny Jim, "if
de chickens was
mine in de fus
place I'd havo
eighteen, an', if
dey wasn't, I
reckon I'd have
Manager You won't
do. I want an un
married woman for
Actress Oh, that
will be all right. I'll
get a divorce. New
Mistress Why, Jane! What are you
doing with that satchel?
Jane Please, mum, Mr. John told me
to keep my eye on it while he went up
stairs. Chicago News.
lie I think a
to be success
ful, should aim
She I can't
I believe that
should be its
But if it aims
else it Is more
likely to hit
"Why don't you go
home and get warm,
little boy V"
" 'Cause we live in
er steam heated flat,
lady." Ne7 York
"Naw, I ain't goin' to hang up me
stockin's dis year. I done it las' year,
and blamed if some one didn't steal
em!" New York Journal.
Miss Styles 13
a funny girl.
I don't know
what to make
What has she
As I went by
her house last
evening I nat
urally cast my
eyes her way.
She pointed at
a rubber plant
on the piazza
and sort of
Ma, I feel so queer!
Mother You've been
eating some of these
rich, indigestible rec
ipes in the cookbook
again, you naughty
boy! Chicago News.
The Major Smiggs has a rernark-
! able memory for faces. He met me
once, five years ago, and this morning
he recognized me Instantly. Chicago
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