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jjk-Comedy of Youth Founc
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XHAPTEFTXIX.
Peg and Jerry.
vrent haphazardly around the
coom examining everything, sitrtiag
in various kinds of chairs,
on the sofa, smelling the tiuw??ac.
-tee# wherever sbe went .ierry folE.otwas.
&er at a little distance.
ycu going to stay here?"
-".Tfiteebe I will and mebbe I won't."
"" IQfeC your -aunt send for you?"
me uncJe?me Dncle Nat."
"Tnathaciel Kingsnorth!" cried Jerry
fen. -.TOKxement.
?V?r .nodded.
' "SipKpin' in his grave, poor man."
-*SR2y, then, you're Miss Margaret i
^?^^caceli?"
How did you know that?" j
~T with your uncle when he
"*VTAere ye?"
" ESe-told me all about you."
he? Weil, 1 wish the poor man
~Vi? silt.' lived. An" J wiali he'd 'a' j
^Swn^rt o' us sooner?he with all his
tamxan' me father with none an' me
iSfca Aster's only child."
""Wfost dees your father do?"
tfcook a deep breath and answer136
.She was on the oiie sub
trorft often cry," she said.
jl.tseS. about which she could talk freely
???{:- : i;be needed was a good listener.
HjCEsss strange inau. unlike her aunt,
t-??9erD(?d to be the very person to talk
?'flrc'icc tbe one really vkal subject to
."She said breathlessly:
"5Scps rue father can do anything at
t *Si;-except make money. An' when
jUfctvioetf .snake it he can't kai>e it. He
dSwesa't like it enough. Nayther do I.
WV?'#o 'uever had very much to like,
{ locr we've-seen others around us with
r;j?iarty, an!, faith, we've been tbe bapj
that we have."
S&H ODly -stopped to take breath be
?>>.neoD she went again:
"" There have beeu times when we've
fftwnc most starviu', but me father nev
^r.lost his pluck or his spirits. Naythei
'I. -When times have been the
ManGest I've never beard a word of
rtmoaaint from me fHtber nor seen a
rrffffwc. on his face. An' I'm sick for
1 ; ?*> sight of him. An' I'm sure he is
: "3et ,:ae?for his 'Peg o' My Heart,' as
V "r# -a'?Tvavs calls me."
t*Sfc-c uncovered ber eyes as the tears
FrrsUkZed down through her fingers.
*7E>on:t'do that," he said softly as ht>
Vfcflt the moisture start into his own
"**}.' 'don't often cry." she said. "Me
!-T:aSwr never made me do It. I never
:-~ssv7 v.ti>m cry hut twice in his life?
vjot-?? when we made a little money an'
'isd a mass said for ir.? mother'e
An' we had the most beautiful
fflirSte! on Our Lady's altar. He cried
jtfcwti. be -did. An' when I left him to
?sctr.?2 here on the ship?an* then only]
j -iicfce last minnit"
Arc a moment sue went on again: \
" "2 cried meself to sleep that night. I
' Jik'jd. An' many a night, too, on that
-r^asaiaEer.
?&?' I wish I hadn't come?that I
<?Ac. -Se's miss In' me every minnlt?an' '
-Obi oaiasin' him. I' m not go in* to
/!* foappy here ayther.
"? don't want to be a lady. An' they
jp'cz.'t make me one, ayther, if I can
) :**s? 5t 'le can't make a silk purse
at: cf a sow's ear,' that's what me
: Jatbe:' always said. An' that's what
. ? I'm a sow's ear."
'Sfc? stopped.
"S?'aji afraid I cannot agree with
. wsb J"
"Sfcs looked up at blm and said ln
3Sf--'3rently:
"Chat's what I am. I'm a sow's
- - ?
>f,w ?
PEG"!
O' MY
IE ART
ly J. Hartley Manners
led by Mr. Manners on His
tie Title?Illustrations
phs of the Play
>dd, Mead Company
"When the strangeness wears off
you'll be very happy. You're among
friends."
Peg shook ber head and said bitterly:
"Xo, I'm not. They may be relations,
but they're not me friends."
He turned to Peg aDd said:
"When tbey really get to know you.
Miss O'Connel), they will be Just as
proud of you as yocr father is?as?I
would be."
Peg looked at him li whimsical astonishment:
"You'd btV Why should
irr?ii ho nrmirt nf m<?'"
J I" v* " w
"I'd be more than proud if you'd look
on me as your friend."
"A friend is It?" cried Peg warily.
"Sure 1 don't know who you are at ail,"
and sbe drew away from birn. Sbe
was on her guard. Peg made few
friends. Wby this man calling himself
by the outlandish name of Jerry
should walk in out of nowbere and offer
ber his friendship and expect her ,
to jump at it puzzled her. Who
was be?
"Who are ye at all?" she asked.
"So one In particular," answered
Jerry between gasps. ,
"1 can see that" said Peg candidly.
"I mean what do ye do?"
"Everything a little and nothing
really well." Jerry replied. "I was a
soldier for awbiie; tben 1 took a splash
at doctoring, read law. dvtl engineered
In South America for a year; now I'm
farming."
"Farming?" asked Peg incredulously.
"Yes. I'm a farmer."
Peg langbed as sbe looked at the well
rut clothes, tbe languid manner and j
easy poise.
"It must be mighty hard on tbe land
and cattle to have you farmin' them," |
"It Is," aBd he, too. laughed again.
She started up the staircase leading
to the mauve room.
Jerry called after her anxiously:
"No. no, Miss O'Connelll Don't go '
Like that"
"1 must" Raid Peg from the top of
the stairs. "What will I get here hut j
to be laughed at an' Jeered at hy a lot'
of people that are not lit to even look
at me father? Who are they, I'd like
to know, that I mustn't speak his name
In their presence?"
Suddenly she raised her band above
ber bead, and in the manner and tone
of a public speaker she astounded Jerry
with the following outburst:
"AD' mat's wnat tne msD ure aora
all over the wurrld. They're driven
out of their own country by the English
an* become wandberers on the
face of the earth, an' uothln' they
ever enrn 'II mate up to them for the
separation from their homes an' their
loved ones!" She dnlstied the peroration
on a high note and with a forced
manner such a? she had frequently
heard on the platform.
Sbe smiled at the astonished Jerry
and asked him:
"Do ye know what that is?"
"1 haven't the least Idea." be answered
truthfully.
"That's out of one of me father's
speeches. He father makes grand
speeches. He makes them in the cause
of Ireland."
"Oh. really! In the cause of Ireland.
eb?" said Jerry.
"Yes. He's been strugglin' all his
life to make Ireland free, to get her
home rule, ye know. But the English
are so isrnorant. Tbe.v think they know
more tnan me rntner. ir meya ao
wbat me father tells tbera sure tbere'd
be no more tbrouble in Ireland at alL"
"ReallyV said Jerry quite Interestedly.
"Not a bit of tbrouble. 1 wish me
father was here to explain It to ye.
Be could tell ye the wbole thing In a
couple of hours. I wish be were here
now just to give you an example of
what fine soeakln' really Is. Do vou
like speechesV"
"Very macb? sometimes," replied
Jerry guardedly.
"Me father Is wondberful on a platform
with a lot o* people In front of
him. He's wondherfnl. I've seen him
take two or three hundred people who
didn't know tbey bad a grievance In
the wurrld?the poor cratures?tbey
were just contented to go on beln*
ground down an' trampled on an' they
not knowln' a thing about It?I've seen
me father take that crowd an' In Ave
minutes aftber be had started spakin'
to them ye wouldn't know tbey were
the same people. They were all shoutIn'
at once, an* they had murther In
their eye. an' it was blood they were
afther. Tbey wanted to reform somethin'?they
weren't sure what?but they
wanted to do it, an' at the cost of life.
Me father could have led them anywhere.
It's a wonderful power he was.
Do ye like hearin' about me father?"
she asked Jerry suddenly, in case she
was tiring him.
Jerry hastened to assure her that he
was really most interested.
"Well, so long as yer not tired I'll
tell ye some more. Ye know I went
all through Ireland when 1 was a child
with me father in a cart An' the police
an* the constabulary used to follow
jjsjkbgnt, JTbey were very frlcht
eneu ut me rataer. xuejr were! x ?trj
were grand days for me. Ye're Eng- i
Jlsb. mebbe?" sbe asked him suddenly. ^
"I am," said Jerry. He almost felt J
Inclined to apologize. d
"Well, sure that's not your fault Ye I
couldn't help it No one should bold a
that against ye. We can't all be born
Irish." b
Tm glad you look at It so broad
mlndedly," s?id Jerry.
Sbe stood restlessly a moment, her ?
hands beating each other alternately.
"I get so lonesome for me father."
sbe said. a
Suddenly, with a tone of definite re- d
solve in her voi:e. she started to the
stairs, calling over her shoulder:
"I'm goin' back to him now. Goodly!"
Jerry followed her, pleading Insist- u
ently:
"Wait! Please wait!" r
Sbe stopped and looked at him: F
"Give us one mouth's trial?one 11
month!" he urged. "It will be very
little out of your life, an' 1 promise 1
you your father will not suffer through *
it except in losing you for that one
little month. Will you? Just a month?" d
He spoke so earnestly and seemed
so sincerely pained and so really con- v
cerned at her going that sbe came 8
down a few steps and looked at trim 1
irresolutely. ^
"Why do you want me to stay?" she *
asked him. *
"Because?because your late tincle
was my friend. It waa his last wish f
*- ? J* 4>r\m TX7II1 mil ? r
LU UU EH/LiiClUiUg ivi j vu. ft ? j vw .
Just a month?"
She struggled wltb the desire to go
away from all that was so foreign and
distasteful to her. Then she looked at c
Jerry and realized, with something akin t
to a feeling of pleasure, that he wan u
pleading wlrb her to stay and doing It c
in such a way as to suggest that It
mattered to him. She had to admit to t
herself that 6he rather liked the look t
of him. Be seemed houest. even t
though he were English. Afrer all, to t
run away now would look <eowardly. c
Her father wonld be ashamed of ber. c
This stuckup family would laugh a:
her. Instantly she made np her mind. f
She would stay. Tijrnlng to Jerry. | j
sbe said: 1
"All right, then. I'll stay?a month e
But not any more than <i month, t
though." \
"Not nnless yon wis.h It"
"I won't wl3h ft?I promise ye that. \
One month Ml be enough In this boose." 1
"I am glad you're going to stay." a
"Well, that's a comfort, anyway, t
Some one '11 be pleas<Ml at my stayln'." 1
CHAPTER XX. f
A Real Friend. ^
A DOOR slammed loudly In the dlu- ,
tance as Peg talked to Jerry. ^
Peg distinctly beard her aunt'ii t
voice and Altiric's. in a mo- g
ment sbe becamt- panic stricken. She t
made one bound for the top stairs and
sprang up them three at a time. At *.
the top she turned and warned him:
"Don't tell any one ye saw me." t
"T wnri'f." nromlsed the astonished
young man. jj
But their secret was to be short lived.
As Peg turned Ethel appeared at the
top of tb<) stairs,, and as she descended,
glaring at Peg. the unfortunate girl ?
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c
$r \ m i
SBr ^'^8 * HRIli
b
A Door Slammod Loudly In the Din- h
tance as Peg Talked to Jerry. b
went down backward before her. At
the same moment Mrs. Chichester and (
AJaric came In through the door.
They all greeted Jerry warmly.
Mrs. Chichester was particularly "
gracious.
"So sorry we were out. Ton will
stay to lanch?" 6
"It is what I came for," replied Jer* y
ry heartily. Ee slipped nis arm
through Alarlc's and led him op to the
windows. ^
"Why, Al, your cousin Is adorable!" b
he said enthusiastically.
"What!" Alaric gasped. In horror. n
"You've met her?" 8
"Indeed 1 have. And we had the h
most delightful time together. 1 want
to see a great deai of her while she's 11
here" ' b
"Yon're Joking?" remarked Alaric
cautiously.
"Not at all. She has the frank, hon- d
est grip on life that 1 like better than s
anything in mankind or womankind. E
She has made me a convert to home
rule already." o
The luncheon gong sounded In the b
distance. Alaric hurried to the door. k
"Come along, every one! Lunch!" t
Thank goodness!" cried Jerry, Join- d
'-r him "I'm starving." . ...
came Ijaictlj' rruuj urmiau tm>
aewel ipoet, where she bad been praclcally
hlddea, and went straight to
erry and, smiling up at him, her eyes
lancing with amusement said: !
"So am I starvin' too. I've not had
. bite since 6."
"Allow me,," and Jerry offered her
ils arm.
Mrs. Chichester quickly Interposed.
"My niece Is tired after ber journey,
[he will luncb in her room."
"Oh, but I'm not a bit tired," ejacuated
Peg anxiously. "I'm not tired
it all. tin' I'd much rather have lunch
lown here with Mr. Jerry."
The whole family were aghast
Ethel lookei indignantly at Peg.
Mrs. Chichester ejaculated, "What?"
Alaric, almost struck dumb, fell back
ipon "Well, J mean to say!"
"And you shall go in with Mr. Jery,"
said that young gentleman, slipsing
Peg's arm through his own. Tuning
to Mrs. Chichester, he asked ber:
With your permission we will lead
he way. Come, Peg," and he led ber
o the door and opened it.
Peg looked up at him, a roguish light
lancing in her big. expressive eyes.
"Thanks. I'm not so sure about that
vager of yo jrs. I think yer life is
afe. 1 want to tell ye ye've saved
nine." She put one band gently on
ler little stomach and cried. "I am so
lungry me soul Is bangin' by a
bread."
Laughing gayly the two new found
rlends went in search of the dining
oom.
"Dtegmcefcir* ventured EtheL
"Awful!" siiid the stunned Alaric.
"She loust he taken In hand at once!"
ame in firm tones from Mrs. Cbicheser.
"She must never be left alone
gain. Come quickly before she can
lisgract! us nay further today."
The dfiys that followed were never
o be forgotten ones for Peg. Her naure
was in continual revolt The
eacbing of h.?r whole lifetime she was
old to correct Everything she said,
'verything atie looked, everything she
lid wan wrot g.
Tutors wer? engaged to prepare her
or the position she might one day enoy
through her dead uncle's will,
rhey did not remain long. She show>d
either marked incapacity to acqoire
he slightest reneer of culture?else it
vas pure willfulness.
The only gleams of relief she bad
rpro on occasions when Jerrv via
ted the family. Whenever they could
ivoid Mi's. Chichester's watchful eyes
bey would chat and laugh and play
Ike children.
Her letters to her father were at
Irst very bitter regarding her treat
nent by the family. Indeed, ro resentul
did "they become that her father
rrote to her In reply urging her. If she
vas so cmbappy, to at once return to
lim on the n-?xt steamer. The month
ibe bad promised to stay was drawing
o an end. But one more day remaind.
It was tC' be a memorable one for
>eg.
Jerry bad endeavored at various
Imes to encourage her to study. One
lay be gave her a large, handsomely
ound volume' and asked her to read
t at odd tlmts and be would examine
er In It when she bad mastered Its
ontentsi. Sh.; opened It wonderlngly
nd found It to be "Love Stories of
he World."
It became Peg's treasure. She kept
t bidden from every one In tbe bous.
ibe made a cover for It out of a ple<e
f cloth, so that no oDe could see tbe
rnate binding. She would read It t
ilffbt In ber room, by day out In tbe
elds or by tbe sea. Tbe book was a
evelatlon to ber. It gave all ber 1mglnatlon
full play. Tbrougb Its pages
readed a stately procession of kings
nd queens?Wagnerian heroes and
teroines, Shakespearean creations, me
xllous Id verse, and countless others.
All through tbe month Christian
{rent was a frequent visitor. If Peg
nly despised tne uuiCDesiers sne posiIvely
loathed Brent. Peg was waitng
for a really good chance to find out
lr. Brent's real character. The oportunlty
came.
On the night of the last day of the
rial month Peg was lying face downward
on a Bofa reading her treasure
Fhen she became conscious of some
ne being In the room watching her.
he starred up In a panic. Instinctively
Iding the book bebiDd her. She found
trent staring down at her In open adllration.
Something In the lntentness
f his gaze caused her to spring to hei
eet
"The lt>ook must be absorbing.
Fbat Is it?" he asked.
Peg faced him, the book clasped in
oth of| her hands behind her back,
er eyes flashing and her heart throbing.
"You mustn't be angry, child. What
i it, eh? Something forbidden?" and
- 1 ?J of hal> Thon h*!
C ICCICU auvwiu^i; u b UVI AMVM
lade a quick snatch at the book, sayag,
"Show it me!"
Peg ran across the room and. turn
jg up a corner of the carpet, pat the
ook under it, turned back the carpet
ut her foot determinedly on It and
arned again to face her tormentor.
Brent went rapidly across to her.
'be Instinct of the chase was qalck In
Is blood.
"A hiding place, eh? Now you make
le really carious. Let me see." He'
gain made a movement toward the
idden book.
Peg clinched both of her hands Into |
ttle fists and glared at Brent, while
er breath came In qalck, sharp gasps.
"I love splritl" cried Brent.
Than hp looked at her charming
ress, at her stylish coiffure, at the
imple spray of flowers at her breast. I
le gave en ejaculation of pleasure.
"What a wonderful change in a {
aonth! You most certainly would nol
e sent to the kitchen now. Do youl
now you have grown Into a most at-!
ractlve young lady? You are really'
.eljghtful pntrrv. _ ?pd you. a^re angry,
arenT you.'' atio wmi u>rrt cut * u>
ho sorry if I've offended yon. Let ns
kiss and be friends." He tried to take
her in his arms. Peg gave him a rebounding
box on the err. The door
opened, and Ethel came into the room.
Peg hurried out through the windows.
Brent turned to Ethel.
"My dear!"
Ethel looked coldly at him.
"Wby did she run away?'
Brent smiled easily and confidently:
"I'd surprised one of her secrets,
and she flew Into a temper.
"Secrets?" was all Ethel said.
"Yes. See." He walked across to
the corner and turned back tbe carpet
und. kneeling down, searched for the
book, found It and held it up triumphantly.
"Here!" He stood up and opened
the book and read tbe title page:
" 'Love Stories of the World.' *To
Pes from Jerry.' Oho!" cried Mr.
Brent. "Jerry! Eh? No wonder she
didn't want me to see it! Jerryt So
that's bow the land lies! Romantic
little child:"
Ethel looked steadily at him.
"Wby don't you go after her?" and
she nodded in the direction Peg bad
gone.
"Ethel!" he cried, aghast
"She is new and has nil the virtues."
"I assure you"? be began. "Really?
Ethel"?
"Were you carried away' again?"
I
sne sneered.
"Surely you're not Jealous?of a?a?
child?"
"No. I don't think It's Jealousy,"
said Ethel slowly.
"Then what Is It?"
"Disgust!" She shrugged her shoulders
contemptuously. "Now I understand
why the scullery Is sometimes
the rival of the drawing room. The
love of change!"
He turned away from her.
Etbel watched blm quietly.
"Chris, come here!"
He turned to her.
"There! It's all over! 1 suppose I
have been a little hard on you." She I
held out her hand.
"My nerves have been ratber severe- |
ly tried this past month," Ethel went j
on. "Put a mongrel Into a kennel of
thoroughbreds and they will either destroy
the intruder or be In a continual I
condition of unsettled Irritated Intolerance.
Tbnt Is exactly my condition."
Brent sat beside her and said softly:
"Then I've come in time?"
Ethel smiled. 1
"So did I. didn't I?" and she indl i
cated the window through which Peg
ran after assaulting Brent
"Don't! Please don't!" he pleaded.
"Very well," replied Ethel complacently.
"I won't."
"I'm sorry, Chris." remarked Ethel
finally, after some moments had passed.
"A month ago it wouldn't have
matterea so muca. just now?ic aoes.
It's been horrible here."
"A month of misery for me, too," replied
Brent passionately.
"I'm golnp awa.'?out of It. Tomorrow!"
he added. "To PetersburgMoscow?Siberia"?
"Oh, the cold places!" She paused,
then asked. "Going alone?" He whls-,
percd almost into her ear:
"Unless some one?goes with me!
Will?you?go?" And he waited breath
lessly. .
She thought n moment, looked at I
him again and said quietly. "Chris, l!
wish I'd been here when you called?
Instead of that?brat."
(To be Continued.)
SHAKE HANDS WITH HALF
THE VOTERS OF GEORGIA
Clifford Walker New Attorney General
of Georgia, Has Set a New
Record in Whirlwind Campaign*
ing.
Atlanta, July 1.?One of the prominent
figures at the state house under
the new administration is Hon. Clifford
Walker of Monroe, Georgia, who
has succeeded Hon. Warren Grice as
attorney general.
Mr. Walker made one of the most
remarkable campaigns ever undertaken
in Georgia. He visited practically
every county in the state,
from Rabun Gap to Tybee Light, and
is said to have shaken hands personally
with more than one-half of the
voters of Georgia, a feat probably
never before accomplished by anybody
in so short a time.
While one of the youngest men
who has ever run for or been elected
to an important state house office in
Georgia, he has an established and
proven ability as a lawyer.
BECKER REPRIEVED
BY GOV. WHITMAN
I
Albany, N. Y., July 1.?Gov. Whitman
today granted Charles Becker
the former New York police lieuten- <
ant under sentence of death, a re- j
prieve until July 26.
The governor said he would take
no further action in the case than the
granting of the reprieve. This means
that if the United States supreme
court does not interefre, Becker will
have to die.
Before Highest Court.
Washington, July 1?According to
precedents available here, the Becker
case could come before the supreme
court only by way of the federal
4
TORPEDOED Si '
IN WAR SERVICE
REPORT FROM AMBASSADOR OF
UNITED STATES ON STEAMER
ARMENIAN.
Score of Americans
Among the Dead
Steam Freighter Carrying Load of
Mule* From America to Be Used in
War Was Sunk by German Submarine?Captain
Refused to H<^ 1
Dropped Shell in Engine Room.
Washington, July 1.?The Armenian
was engaged on admiralty busiriocc
TX'Vion cnnlr AmhaccarlrtT* Vacro e\f
London, reported to the state department
today that he had been so informed
by the British admiralty officials.
Consul Armstrong at Bristol today ,
reported to Ambassador Page that 21
of the 29 men lost with the Armenian
were Americans. Previous lists gave
only 20 Americans.
The ambassador's dispatch gave no
further details for the state department's
consideration of the incident.
Ambassador Page said as the Armenian
carried no passengers presumably
all the Americans lost were
members of the crew. It is pointed
uul next; mat Americans seeKing
cheap transportation frequently travel
such ships as passengers, although
signed as members of the crew.
Was Told to Surrender.
Avonmouth, England, July 1.?Eleven
Americans, among 19 members
of the crew who lost their lives in
the sinking of the Leyland line
freight steamer by a German submarine
off Cornwall Monday. Some
members of the crew were killed ou?
right by the torpedo. The Armenian
was carrying 1,422 mules from Newport
News to Avonmouth for the
French army and had a crew of 72
and 96 muleteers.
The man at the wheel first sighted
the submarine, which overhauled the
freighter and circled near and the
German commander ordered the Armenian's
captain to surrender. The
Armenian's skipper tried to evade the^
submarine, but the latter dropped a
shell into the steamer's engine room,
stopping the engines. The Armenian
then surrendered. Lifeboats were
lowered, the crew and some 70 muleteers,
mostly Americans, scrambled
into the boats. As one boat was being
lowered, a submarine shell cut
the ropes and the occupants were
spilled and presumably drowned. Five
of the boat's survivors escaped. The
Armenian then sank.
The survivors rowed until Tuesday
mnrninc. when a steam trnwlAn
landed them here. H
President Declines to Comment H
Cornish, New Hampshire, July 1? 89
President Wilson declined to com- B
ment today on the loss of American H
lives on the Armenian. The presi- H
dent is awaiting complete details. H
courts in New York, where a consti- B
tutional question would first have to |H
be raised. Then, either the federal
court in New York or Justice Hughes
who has charge of that circuit, might M
certify that there was ground for review
on a constitutional question.
So far as is known, the mere application
for review would not act as a
stay of execution.
GERMAN METHODS IN H
THE DUTCH FORK H
(Yorkville Enquirer.)
Judge Frank B. Gary at Lexington, B
last Saturday, signed an order1
granting a new trial in a case against jflfl
a fertilizer company, in which the
plaintiff was given the full amount
asked for, $250, unless the "plaintiff
shall within ten days after notice of
the order remit upon the record all HH
of the verdict except $32.75." In
granting the motion Judge Gary said
in part: 88
"A motion in the above entitled
case having been noted by the defen- ^9
dant, and upon consideration of
same it appears to the court that the
jury disregarded the instructions of
the court, as to the measure of damages,
for the size of the verdict can H|
be accounted for on no other ground RBH
than that the jury was carried away HH
by the eloquence of the plaintiff's
attorney."
It is cruel for Judge Gary to use
an asphyxiating shell like this on
Htquence that puts a jury to sleep
while his honor is giving his instructions
as to the lav/ of the case.