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THE FUGITIVE JURYMAN
By George Elmer Cobb.
. (Copyright by W.X?. Chapman.)
The last hour of the"'yworking day,
Ihe last words of the prosecutor's
closing argument being spoken, the
last chancof the prisoner at the bar
"seemingly gone through the evidence
of his devoted and beloved wife.
"It was an impressive moment in an,
impressive scene. For two weeks
c "The Law Requires Me to Take This
j Harold Winton had been on trial for
, his life. He was accused of the wilful
''murder of Abner Cook, his uncle,
whose fortune he had now inherited
' through the last will and testament of
j i- deceased. Cook had been seen up
ock the evening of his death.
ik he had been found dead
a bullet hole in his breast, some valu
ables missing from his person.
For that crime, because he had en
gaged in a recent bitter quarrel with
his relative and because he was bene
fited as heir by his death, Harold Win
ston had been accused of the crime.
The jury had been selected from
various towns in the country. It was
at Lisle, ten miles away from Fair
field, that Cook had lived. There
were four jurors from Lisle. From
the first they were set with the ma
jority of the jury in their conviction
that the prisoner was guilty.
The night of the murder was one
not readily forgotten. Upon that
evening from 6 o'clock until 10 there
prevailed the most terrific wind and
rain storm that had ever visited the
district. Houses and barns were un
roofed and blown down, the country
flooded and the electric traffic lines
put out of commission.
Winston claimed that he had been
to the city, that when the storm
struck Lisle he left the electric car
Tie was in, which was dismantled by
the storm. He knew that his young
wife would be worrying about him, he
said, and he resolved to start across
country for home on foot.
One mile from town, he narrated,
the fury of the tempest drove him to
take shelter about 6 o'clock in an old
deserted factory a mile out of Lisle.
Seeking its shelter, he found a com
panion, storm bound like himself. He
had never known this person before,
who told him that he was a traveling
artist, his name Arthur Vaille. They
had chatted and smoked until after 10
o'clock. The stranger had gone on
to Lisle, and Winston proceeded
His wife was forced to testify that
he did not arrive there until after
midnight, an unusual circumstance,
which taken in connection with the
acknowledgement of her husband
that he had passed through Lisle,
doomed the prisoner -from the start
with eight of the stern-faced, hard
hearted biased members of the jury,
.- -J SS.