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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Eli, by Heman White Chaplin
+
+This eBook is for the use of anyone anywhere at no cost and with
+almost no restrictions whatsoever. You may copy it, give it away or
+re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
+with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org
+
+
+Title: Eli
+ First published in the “Century Magazine”
+
+Author: Heman White Chaplin
+
+Release Date: October 12, 2007 [EBook #23005]
+Last Updated: March 8, 2018
+
+Language: English
+
+Character set encoding: UTF-8
+
+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ELI ***
+
+
+
+
+Produced by David Widger
+
+
+
+
+
+
+ELI
+
+By Heman White Chaplin
+
+1887
+
+First published in the “Century Magazine.”
+
+
+
+
+
+I.
+
+Under a boat, high and dry at low tide, on the beach, John Wood was
+seated in the sand, sheltered from the sun in the boat's shadow,
+absorbed in the laying on of verdigris. The dull, worn color was rapidly
+giving place to a brilliant, shining green. Occasionally a scraper,
+which lay by, was taken up to remove the last trace of a barnacle.
+
+It was Wood's boat, but he was not a boatman; he painted cleverly, but
+he was not a painter. He kept the brown store under the elms of the main
+street, now hot and still, where at this-moment his blushing sister was
+captivating the heart of an awkward farmer's boy as she sold him a pair
+of striped suspenders.
+
+As the church clock struck the last of twelve decided blows, three
+children came rushing out of the house on the bank above the beach. It
+was one of those deceptive New England cottages, weather-worn without,
+but bright and bountifully home-like within,--with its trim parlor,
+proud of a cabinet organ; with its front hall, now cooled by the light
+sea-breeze drifting through the blind-door, where a tall clock issued
+its monotonous call to a siesta on the rattan lounge; with its spare
+room, open now, opposite the parlor, and now, too, drawing in the salt
+air through close-shut blinds, in anticipation of the joyful arrival
+this evening of Sister Sarah, with her little brood, from the city.
+
+The children scampered across the road, and then the eldest hushed the
+others and sent a little brother ahead to steal, barefoot, along the
+shining sea-weed to his father.
+
+The plotted surprise appeared to succeed completely. The painter was
+seized by the ears from behind, and captured.
+
+“Guess who 's here, or you can't get up,” said the infant captor.
+
+“It 's Napoleon Bonaparte; don't joggle,” said his father, running a
+brush steadily along the water-line.
+
+“No! no! no!” with shouts of laughter from the whole attacking party.
+
+“Then it's Captain Ezekiel.”
+
+This excited great merriment: Captain Ezekiel was an aged, purblind man,
+who leaned on a cane.
+
+After attempts to identify the invader--with the tax-collector come for
+taxes, then with the elderly minister making a pastoral call, with the
+formal schoolmaster, and with Samuel J. Tilden--the victim reached over
+his shoulder, and, seizing the assailant by a handful of calico jacket,
+brought him around, squirming, before him.
+
+“Now,” he said, “I 'll give you a coat of verdigris. (Great applause
+from the reserve force behind.)
+
+“I suppose Mother sent you to say dinner's ready,” said the father,
+rising and surveying the green bottom of the boat. “I must eat quick, so
+as to do the other side before half-flood.”
+
+And with a child on each shoulder, and the third pushing him from
+behind with her head, he marched toward the vine-covered kitchen, where,
+between two opposite netted doors, the table was trimly set.
+
+“Father, you look like a mermaid, with your green hands,” said his wife,
+laughing, as she handed him the spirits of turpentine. “A woman could
+paint that boat, in a light dress, and not get a spot on her.”
+
+He smiled good-naturedly: he never spoke much.
+
+“I guess Louise won't have much trade today,” said his wife, as they all
+sat down; “it's so hot in the sun that everybody 'll wait till night.
+But she has her tatting-work to do, and she 's got a book, too, that she
+wanted to finish.”
+
+Her husband nodded, and ate away.
+
+“Oh, can't we go up street and see her, this afternoon?” said one of the
+children.
+
+“Who can that be?” said the mother, as an elderly, half-official-looking
+man stopped his horse at the front gate and alighted. The man left the
+horse unchecked to browse by the roadside, and came to the door.
+
+“Oh, it 's you, Captain Nourse,” said Wood, rising to open the netting
+door, and holding out his hand. “Come to summons me as a witness in
+something about the bank case, I suppose. Let me introduce Captain
+Nourse, Mary,” he said, “deputy sheriff. Sit down, Captain, and have
+some dinner with us.”
+
+“No, I guess I won't set,” said the captain. “I cal'lated not to eat
+till I got home, in the middle o' the afternoon. No, I 'll set down in
+eye-shot of the mare, and read the paper while you eat.”
+
+“I hope they don't want me to testify anywhere to-day,” said Wood;
+“because my boat's half verdigris'd, and I want to finish her this
+afternoon.”
+
+“No testimony to-day,” said the captain. “Hi! hi! Kitty!” he called to
+the mare, as she began to meander across the road; and he went out to
+a tree by the front fence, and sat down on a green bench, beside a
+work-basket and a half-finished child's dress, and read the country
+paper which he had taken from the office as he came along.
+
+After dinner Wood went out bareheaded, and leaned on the fence by the
+captain. His wife stood just inside the door, looking out at them.
+
+The “bank case” was the great sensation of the town, and Wood was one
+of the main witnesses, for he had been taking the place of the absent
+cashier when the safe was broken open and rifled to the widespread
+distress of depositors and stockholders, and the ruin of Hon. Edward
+Clark, the president. Wood had locked the safe on the afternoon before
+the eventful night, and had carried home the key with him, and he was to
+testify to the contents of the safe as he had left it.
+
+“I guess they 're glad they 've got such a witness as John,” said his
+wife to herself, as she looked at him fondly, “and I guess they think
+there won't be much doubt about what he says.”
+
+“Well, Captain,” said Wood, jocosely, breaking a spear of grass to bits
+in his fingers, “I did n't know but you 'd come to arrest me.”
+
+The captain calmly smiled as only a man can smile who has been accosted
+with the same humorous remark a dozen times a day for twenty years.
+He folded his paper carefully, put it in his pocket, took off
+his spectacles and put them in their silver case, took a red silk
+handkerchief from his hat, wiped his face, and put the handkerchief
+back. Then he said shortly,--
+
+“That's what I _have_ come for.”
+
+Wood, still leaning on the fence, looked at him, and said nothing.
+
+“That's just what I 've come for,” said Captain Nourse. “I 've got to
+arrest you; here's the warrant.” And he handed it to him.
+
+“What does this mean?” said Wood. “I can't make head or tail of this.”
+
+“Well,” said the captain, “the long and short is, these high-toned
+detectives that they 've hed down from town, seein' as our own force
+was n't good enough, allow that the safe was unlocked with a key, in due
+form, and then the lock was broke afterward, to look as if it had been
+forced open. They 've hed the foreman of the safe-men down, too, and he
+says the same thing. Naturally, the argument is, there was only two keys
+in existence,--one was safe with the president of the bank, and is about
+all he 's got to show out of forty years' savings; the only other one
+you hed: consequently, it heaves it onto you.”
+
+“I see,” said Wood. “I will go with you. Do you want to come into the
+house with me while I get my coat?”
+
+“Well, I suppose I must keep you in sight,--now you know.”
+
+And they went into the house.
+
+“Mary,” said her husband, “the folks that lost by Clark when the bank
+broke have been at him until he 's felt obliged to pitch on somebody,
+and he's pitched on me; and Captain Nourse has come to arrest me. I
+shall get bail before long.”
+
+She said nothing, and did not shed a tear till he was gone.
+
+But then--
+
+
+
+
+II.
+
+Wide wastes of salt-marsh to the right, imprisoning the upland with a
+vain promise of infinite liberty, and, between low, distant sandhills,
+a rim of sea. Stretches of pine woods behind, shutting in from the great
+outer world, and soon to darken into evening gloom. Ploughed fields and
+elm-dotted pastures to the left, and birch-lined roads leading by white
+farm-houses to the village, all speaking of cheer and freedom to the
+prosperous and the happy, but to the unfortunate and the indebted, of
+meshes invisible but strong as steel. But, before, no lonesome marshes,
+no desolate forest, no farm or village street, but the free blue ocean,
+rolling and tumbling still from the force of an expended gale.
+
+In the open doorway of a little cottage, warmed by the soft slanting
+rays of the September sun, a rough man, burnt and freckled, was sitting,
+at his feet a net, engaged upon some handiwork which two little girls
+were watching. Close by him lay a setter, his nose between his paws.
+Occasionally the man raised his eyes to scan the sea.
+
+“There's Joel,” he said, “comin' in around the Bar. Not much air
+stirrin' now!”
+
+Then he turned to his work again.
+
+“First, you go _so_ fash',” he said to the children, as he drew a
+thread; “then you go _so_ fash'.”
+
+And as he worked he made a great show of labor, much to their diversion.
+
+But the sight of Joel's broad white sail had not brought pleasant
+thoughts to his mind; for Joel had hailed him, off the Shoal, the
+afternoon before, and had obligingly offered to buy his fish right
+there, and so let him go directly home, omitting to mention that sudden
+jump of price due to an empty market.
+
+“Wonder what poor man he 's took a dollar out of to-day! Well, I s'pose
+it's all right: those that 's got money, want money.”
+
+“What be you, Eli--ganging on hooks?” said Aunt Patience, as she tiptoed
+into the kitchen behind him, from his wife's sick-room, and softly
+closed the door after her.
+
+“No,” said the elder of the children; “he 's mending our stockings, and
+showing me how.”
+
+“Well, you do have a hard time, don't you?” said Aunt Patience, looking
+down over his shoulder; “to slave and tug and scrape to get a house over
+your head, and then to have to turn square 'round, and stay to home with
+a sick woman, and eat all into it with mortgages!”
+
+“Oh, well,” he said, “we 'll fetch, somehow.”
+
+Aunt Patience went to the glass, and holding a black pin in her mouth,
+carefully tied the strings of her sun-bonnet.
+
+“Anyway,” she says, “you take it good-natured. Though if there is one
+thing that's harder than another, it is to be good-natured all the
+time, without being aggravating. I have known men that was so awfully
+good-natured that they was harder to live with than if they was cross!”
+
+And without specifying further, she opened her plaid parasol and stepped
+out at the porch.
+
+Though, on this quiet afternoon of Saturday, the peace of the
+approaching Sabbath seemed already brooding over the little dwelling,
+peace had not lent her hand to the building of the home. Every foot of
+land, every shingle, every nail, had been wrung from the reluctant sea.
+Every voyage had contributed something. It was a great day when Eli was
+able to buy the land. Then, between two voyages, he dug a cellar and
+laid a foundation; then he saved enough to build the main part of the
+cottage and to finish the front room, lending his own hand to the work.
+Then he used to get letters at every port, telling of progress,--how
+Lizzie, his wife, had adorned the front room with a bright ninepenny
+paper, of which a little piece was enclosed,--which he kept as a sort
+of charm about him and exhibited to his friends; how she and her little
+brother had lathed the entry and the kitchen, and how they had set out
+blackberry vines from the woods. Then another letter told of a surprise
+awaiting him on his return; and, in due time, coming home as third mate
+from Hong-Kong to a seaman's tumultuous welcome, he had found that a
+great, good-natured mason, with whose sick child his wife had watched
+night after night, had appeared one day with lime and hair and sand,
+and in white raiment, and had plastered the entry and the kitchen, and
+finished a room upstairs.
+
+And so, for years, at home and on the sea, at New York and at Valparaiso
+and in the Straits of Malacca, the little house and the little family
+within it had grown into the fibre of Eli's heart. Nothing had given him
+more delight than to meet, in the strange streets of Calcutta or before
+the Mosque of Omar, some practical Yankee from Stonington or Machias,
+and, whittling to discuss with him, among the turbans of the Orient,
+the comparative value of shaved and of sawed shingles, or the economy
+of “Swedes-iron” nails, and to go over with him the estimates and plans
+which he had worked out in his head under all the constellations of the
+skies.
+
+The supper things were cleared away. The children had said good-night
+and gone to bed, and Eli had been sitting for an hour by his wife's
+bedside. He had had to tax his patience and ingenuity heavily during the
+long months that she had lain there to entertain her for a little while
+in the evening, after his hard, wet day's work. He had been talking now
+of the coming week, when he was to serve upon the jury in the adjoining
+county-town.
+
+“I cal'late I can come home about every night,” he said, “and it 'll be
+quite a change, at any rate.”
+
+“But you don't seem so cheerful about it as I counted you would be,”
+ said his wife. “Are you afraid you'll have to be on the bank case?”
+
+“Not much!” he answered. “No trouble 'n that case! Jury won't leave
+their seats. These city fellers 'll find they 've bit off more 'n they
+can chew when they try to figure out John Wood done that. I only hope
+I 'll have the luck to be on that case--all hands on the jury whisper
+together a minute, and then clear him, right on the spot, and then shake
+hands with him all 'round!”
+
+“But something is worrying you,” she said. “What is it? You have looked
+it since noon.”
+
+“Oh, nothin',” he replied--“only George Cahoon came up to-noon to say
+that he was goin' West next week, and that he would have to have that
+money he let me have awhile ago. And where to get it--I don't know.”
+
+
+
+
+III.
+
+The court-room was packed. John Wood's trial was drawing to its close.
+Eli was on the jury. Some one had advised the prosecuting attorney, in a
+whisper, to challenge him, but he had shaken his head and said,--
+
+“Oh, I could n't afford to challenge him for that; it would only leak
+out, and set the jury against me. I 'll risk his standing out against
+this evidence.”
+
+The trial had been short. It had been shown how the little building
+of the bank had been entered. Skilled locksmiths from the city had
+testified that the safe was opened with a key, and that the lock was
+broken afterward, from the inside, plainly to raise the theory of a
+forcible entry by strangers.
+
+It had been proved that the only key in existence, not counting that
+kept by the president, was in the possession of Wood, who was filling,
+for a few days, the place of the cashier--the president's brother--in
+his absence. It had been shown that Wood was met, at one o'clock of
+the night in question, crossing the fields toward his home, from
+the direction of the bank, with a large wicker basket slung over his
+shoulders, returning, as he had said, from eel-spearing in Harlow's
+Creek; and there was other circumstantial evidence.
+
+Mr. Clark, the president of the bank, had won the sympathy of every one
+by the modest way in which, with his eye-glasses in his hand, he had
+testified to the particulars of the loss which had left him penniless,
+and had ruined others whose little all was in his hands. And then in
+reply to the formal question, he had testified, amid roars of laughter
+from the court-room, that it was not he who robbed the safe. At this,
+even the judge and Wood's lawyer had not restrained a smile.
+
+This had left the guilt with Wood. His lawyer, an inexperienced young
+attorney,--who had done more or less business for the bank and would
+hardly have ventured to defend this case but that the president had
+kindly expressed his entire willingness that he should do so,--had, of
+course, not thought it worth while to cross-examine Mr. Clark, and had
+directed his whole argument against the theory that the safe had been
+opened with a key, and not by strangers. But he had felt all through
+that, as a man politely remarked to him when he finished, he was only
+butting his “head ag'in a stone wall.”
+
+And while he was arguing, a jolly-looking old lawyer had written, in
+the fly-leaf of a law-book on his knee, and had passed with a wink to a
+young man near him who had that very morning been admitted to the bar,
+these lines:--
+
+ “When callow Blackstones soar too high,
+ Quit common-sense, and reckless fly,
+ Soon, Icarus-like, they headlong fall,
+ And down come client, case, and all.”
+
+The district-attorney had not thought it worth while to expend much
+strength upon his closing argument; but being a jovial stump-speaker, of
+a wide reputation within narrow limits, he had not been able to refrain
+from making merry over Wood's statement that the basket which he had
+been seen bearing home, on the eventful night, was a basket of eels.
+
+“Fine eels those, gentlemen! We have seen gold-fish and silver-fish, but
+golden eels are first discovered by this defendant The apostle, in Holy
+Writ, caught a fish with a coin in its mouth; but this man leaves the
+apostle in the dim distance when he finds eels that are all money. No
+storied fisherman of Bagdad, catching enchanted princes disguised as
+fishes in the sea, ever hooked such a treasure as this defendant hooked
+when he hooked that basket of eels! [Rustling appreciation of the jest
+among the jury.] If a squirming, twisting, winding, wriggling eel,
+gentlemen, can be said at any given moment to have a back, we may
+distinguish this new-found species as the greenback eel. It is a common
+saying that no man can hold an eel and remain a Christian. I should like
+to have viewed the pious equanimity of this good man when he laid his
+hands on that whole bed of eels. In happy, barefoot boyhood, gentlemen,
+we used to find mud-turtles marked with initials or devices cut in their
+shells; but what must have been our friend's surprise to find, in the
+muddy bed of Harlow's Creek, eels marked with a steel-engraving of the
+landing of Columbus and the signature of the Register of the Treasury! I
+hear that a corporation is now being formed by the title of The Harlow's
+Creek Greenback National Bank-bill Eel-fishing Company, to follow up,
+with seines and spears, our worthy friend's discovery! I learn that the
+news of this rich placer has spread to the golden mountains of the West,
+and that the exhausted intellects which have been reduced to such names
+for their mines as 'The Tombstone,' 'The Red Dog,' the 'Mrs. E. J.
+Parkhurst,' are likely now to flood us with prospectuses of the 'Eel
+Mine,' 'The Flat Eel,' 'The Double Eel,' and then, when they get ready
+to burst upon confiding friends, 'The Consolidated Eels.'”
+
+It takes but little to make a school or a court-room laugh, and the
+speech had appeared to give a good deal of amusement to the listeners.
+
+To all?
+
+Did it amuse that man who sat, with folded arms, harsh and rigid, at
+the dock? Did it divert that white-faced woman, cowering in a corner,
+listening as in a dream?
+
+The judge now charged the jury briefly. It was unnecessary for him,
+he said, to recapitulate evidence of so simple a character. The chief
+question for the jury was as to the credibility of the witnesses. If the
+witnesses for the prosecution were truthful and were not mistaken, the
+inference of guilt seemed inevitable; this the defendant's counsel had
+conceded. The defendant had proved a good reputation; upon that point
+there was only this to be said: that, while such evidence was entitled
+to weight, yet, on the other hand, crimes involving a breach of trust
+could, from their very nature, be committed only by persons whose good
+reputations secured them positions of trust.
+
+The jury-room had evidently not been furnished by a ring. It had a long
+table for debate, twelve hard chairs for repose, twelve spittoons for
+luxury, and a clock.
+
+The jury sat in silence for a few moments, as old Captain Nourse, who
+had them in his keeping, and eyed them as if he was afraid that he might
+lose one of them in a crack and be held accountable on his bond, rattled
+away at the unruly lock. Looking at them then, you would have seen faces
+all of a New England cast but one. There was a tall, powerful negro
+called George Washington, a man well known in this county town, to which
+he had come, as driftwood from the storm of war, in '65. Some of the
+“boys” had heard him, in a great prayer-meeting in Washington--a city
+which he always spoke of as his “namesake”--at the time of the great
+review, say, in his strong voice, with that pathetic quaver in it: “Like
+as de parched an' weary traveller hangs his harp upon de winder, an'
+sighs for oysters in de desert, so I longs to res' my soul an' my
+foot in Mass'-chusetts;” and they were so delighted with him that they
+invited him on the spot to go home with them, and took up a collection
+to pay his fare; and so he was a public character. As for his
+occupation,--when the census-taker, with a wink to the boys in the
+store, had asked him what it was, he had said, in that same odd tone:
+“Putties up glass a little--whitewashes a little--” and, when the man
+had made a show of writing all that down, “preaches a little.” He might
+have said, “preaches a big,” for you could hear him half a mile away.
+
+The foreman was a retired sea-captain. “Good cap'n--Cap'n Thomas,” one
+of his neighbors had said of him. “Allers gits good ships--never hez to
+go huntin' 'round for a vessel. But it is astonishin' what differences
+they is! Now there 's Cap'n A. K. P. Bassett, down to the West Harbor.
+You let it git 'round that Cap'n A. K. P. is goin' off on a Chiny
+voyage, and you 'll see half a dozen old shays to once-t, hitched all
+along his fence of an arternoon, and wimmen inside the house, to git
+Cap'n A. K. P. to take their boys. But you let Cap'n Thomas give out
+that he wants boys, and he hez to glean 'em--from the poor-house, and
+from step-mothers, and where he can: the women knows! Still,” he added,
+“Cap'n Thomas 's a good cap'n. I've nothin' to say ag'in him. He's
+smart!”
+
+“Gentlemen,” said the foreman, when the officer, at last, had securely
+locked them in, “shall we go through the formality of a ballot? If the
+case were a less serious one, we might have rendered a verdict in our
+seats.”
+
+“What's the use foolin' 'round ballotin'?” said a thick-set butcher.
+“Ain't we all o' one mind?”
+
+“It is for you to say, gentlemen,” said the foreman. “I should n't want
+to have it go abroad that we had not acted formally, if there was any
+one disposed to cavil.”
+
+“Mr. Speaker,” said George Washington, rising and standing in the
+attitude of Webster, “I rises to appoint to order. We took ballast in de
+prior cases, and why make flesh of one man an' a fowl of another?”
+
+“Very well,” said the foreman, a trifle sharply; “'the longest way round
+is the shortest way home.'”
+
+Twelve slips of paper were handed out, to be indorsed guilty,
+“for form.” They were collected in a hat and the foreman told them
+over--“just for form.” “'Guilty,' 'guilty,' 'guilty,' 'guilty,'--wait a
+minute,” he said, “here is a mistake. Here is one 'not guilty'--whose is
+this?”
+
+There was a pause.
+
+“Whose is it?” said the foreman, sharply.
+
+Eli turned a little red.
+
+“It's mine,” he said.
+
+“Do you mean it?” said the foreman.
+
+“Of course I mean it,” he answered.
+
+“Whew!” whistled the foreman. “Very well, sir; we'll have an
+understanding, then. This case is proved to the satisfaction of every
+man who heard it, I may safely say, but one. Will that one please state
+the grounds of his opinion?”
+
+“I ain't no talker,” said Eli, “but I ain't satisfied he 's
+guilty--that's all.”
+
+“Don't you believe the witnesses?”
+
+“Mostly.”
+
+“Which one don't you believe?”
+
+“I can't say. I don't believe he's guilty.”
+
+“Is there one that you think lied?”
+
+No answer.
+
+“Now it seems to me--” said a third juryman.
+
+“One thing at a time, gentlemen,” said the foreman. “Let us wait for
+an answer from Mr. Smith. Is there any one that you think lied? We will
+wait, gentlemen, for an answer.”
+
+There was a long pause. The trial seemed to Eli Smith to have shifted
+from the court to this shabby room, and he was now the culprit.
+
+All waited for him; all eyes were fixed upon him.
+
+The clock ticked loud! Eli counted the seconds. He knew the
+determination of the foreman.
+
+The silence became intense.
+
+“I want to say my say,” said a short man in a pea-jacket,--a retired
+San Francisco pilot, named Eldridge. “I entertain no doubt the man is
+guilty. At the same time, I allow for differences of opinion. I
+don't know this man that's voted 'not guilty,' but he seems to be a
+well-meaning man. I don't know his reasons; probably he don't understand
+the case. I should like to have the foreman tell the evidence over, so
+as if he don't see it clear, he can ask questions, and we can explain.”
+
+“I second de motion,” said George Washington.
+
+There was a general rustle of approval.
+
+“I move it,” said the pilot, encouraged.
+
+“Very well, Mr. Eldridge,” said the foreman. “If there is no objection,
+I will state the evidence, and if there is any loop-hole, I will trouble
+Mr. Smith to suggest it as I go along;” and he proceeded to give a
+summary of the testimony, with homely force.
+
+“Now, sir?” he said, when he had finished.
+
+“I move for another ballot,” said Mr. Eldridge.
+
+The result was the same. Eli had voted “not guilty.”
+
+“Mr. Smith,” said the foreman, “this must be settled in some way. This
+is no child's play. You can't keep eleven men here, trifling with them,
+giving no pretence of a reason.”
+
+“I have n't no reasons, only that I don't believe he 's guilty,” said
+Eli. “I 'm not goin' to vote a man into State's-prison, when I don't
+believe he done it,” and he rose and walked to the window and looked
+out. It was low tide. There was a broad stretch of mud in the distance,
+covered with boats lying over disconsolate. A driving storm had emptied
+the streets. He beat upon the rain-dashed glass a moment with his
+fingers, and then he sat down again.
+
+“Well, sir,” said the foreman, “this is singular conduct. What do you
+propose to do?”
+
+Silence.
+
+“I suppose you realize that the rest of us are pretty rapidly forming a
+conclusion on this matter,” said the foreman.
+
+“Come! come!” said Mr. Eldridge; “don't be quite so hard on him,
+Captain. Now, Mr. Smith,” he said, standing up with his hands in his
+coat-pockets and looking at Eli, “we know that there often is crooked
+sticks on juries, that hold out alone--that's to be expected; but they
+always argue, and stand to it the rest are fools, and all that. Now,
+all is, we don't see why you don't sort of argue, if you 've got reasons
+satisfactory to you. Come, now,” he added, walking up to Eli, and
+resting one foot on the seat of his chair, “why don't you tell it over?
+and if we 're wrong, I 'm ready to join you.”
+
+Eli looked up at him.
+
+“Did n't you ever know,” he said, “of a man's takin' a cat off, to lose,
+that his little girl did n't want drownded, and leavin' him ashore,
+twenty or thirty miles, bee-line, from home, and that cat's bein' back
+again the next day, purrin' 'round 's if nothin' had happened?”
+
+“Yes,” said Mr. Eldridge--“knew of just such a case.”
+
+“Very well,” said Eli; “how does he find his way home?”
+
+“Don't know,” said Mr. Eldridge; “always has been a standing mystery to
+me.”
+
+“Well,” said Eli, “mark my words. There's such a thing as arguin', and
+there 's such a thing as knowin' outright; and when you 'll tell me
+how that cat inquires his way home, I '11 tell you how I know John Wood
+ain't guilty.”
+
+This made a certain sensation, and Eli's stock went up.
+
+An old, withered man rapped on the table.
+
+“That's so!” he said; “and there's other sing'lar things! How is it that
+a seafarin' man, that 's dyin' to home, will allers die on the ebbtide?
+It never fails, but how does it happen? Tell me that! And there's more
+ways than one of knowin' things, too!”
+
+“I know that man ain't guilty,” said Eli.
+
+“Hark ye!” said a dark old man with a troubled face, rising and pointing
+his finger toward Eli. “_Know_, you say? I _knew_, wunst. I _knew_ that
+my girl, my only child, was good. One night she went off with a married
+man that worked in my store, and stole my money--and where is she now?”
+ And then he added, “What I _know_ is, that every man hes his price. I
+hev mine, and you hev yourn!”
+
+“'Xcuse me, Mr. Speaker,” said George Washington, rising with his hand
+in his bosom; “as de question is befo' us, I wish to say that de las'
+bro' mus' have spoken under 'xcitement. Every man _don_' have his price!
+An' I hope de bro' will recant--like as de Psalmist goes out o' his way
+to say '_In my haste_ I said, All men are liars.' He was a very
+busy man, de Psalmist--writin' down hymns all day, sharpen'n' his
+lead-pencil, bossin' 'roun' de choir--callin' Selah! Well, bro'n an'
+sisters “--both arms going out, and his voice going up--” one day,
+seems like, he was in gre't haste--got to finish a psalm for a monthly
+concert, or such--and some man in-corrupted him, and lied; and bein' in
+gre't haste--and a little old Adam in him--he says, right off, quick:
+'_All_ men are liars!' But see! When he gits a little time to set back
+and meditate, he says: 'Dis won' do--dere's Moses an' Job, an' Paul--dey
+ain't liars!' An' den he don' sneak out, and 'low he said, 'All men is
+lions,' or such. No! de Psalmist ain't no such man; but he owns up, 'an
+'xplains. '_In my haste_,' he says, 'I said it.'”
+
+The foreman rose and rapped.
+
+“I await a motion,” said he, “if our friend will allow me the privilege
+of speaking.”
+
+Mr. Washington calmly bowed.
+
+Then the foreman, when nobody seemed disposed to move, speaking slowly
+at first, and piecemeal, alternating language with smoke, gradually
+edged into the current of the evidence, and ended by going all over it
+again, with fresh force and point. His cigar glowed and chilled in the
+darkening room as he talked.
+
+“Now,” he said, when he had drawn all the threads together to the point
+of guilt, “what are we going to do upon this evidence?”
+
+“I 'll tell you something,” said Eli. “I did n't want to say it because
+I know what you 'll all think, but I 'll tell you, all the same.”
+
+“Ah!” said the foreman.
+
+Eli stood up and faced the others.
+
+“'Most all o' you know what our Bar is in a southeast gale. They ain't a
+man here that would dare to try and cross it when the sea's breakin' on
+it. The man that says he would, lies!” And he looked at the foreman, and
+waited a moment.
+
+“When my wife took sick, and I stopped goin' to sea, two year ago, and
+took up boat-fishin', I did n't know half as much about the coast as the
+young boys do, and one afternoon it was blowin' a gale, and we was all
+hands comin' in, and passin' along the Bar to go sheer 'round it to the
+west'ard, and Captain Fred Cook--he's short-sighted--got on to the Bar
+before he knew it, and then he hed to go ahead, whether or no; and I was
+right after him, and I s'posed he knew, and I followed him. Well, he was
+floated over, as luck was, all right; but when I 'd just got on the Bar,
+a roller dropped back and let my bowsprit down into the sand, and then
+come up quicker'n lightnin' and shouldered the boat over, t' other end
+first, and slung me into the water; and when I come up, I see somethin'
+black, and there was John Wood's boat runnin' by me before the wind with
+a rush--and 'fore I knew an'thing, he had me by the hair by one hand,
+and in his boat, and we was over the Bar. Now, I tell you, a man that
+looks the way I saw him look when I come over the gunwale, face up,
+don't go 'round breakin' in and hookin' things. He hed n't one chance
+in five, and he was a married man, too, with small children. And what's
+more,” he added incautiously, “he did n't stop there. When he found out,
+this last spring, that I was goin' to lose my place, he lent me money
+enough to pay the interest that was overdue on the mortgage, of his own
+accord.”
+
+And he stopped suddenly.
+
+“You have certainly explained yourself,” said the foreman. “I think we
+understand you distinctly.”
+
+“There is n't one word of truth in that idea,” said Eli, flushing up,
+“and you know it. I 've paid him back every cent. I know him better 'n
+any of you, that's all, and when I know he ain't guilty, I won't say he
+is; and I can set here as long as any other man.”
+
+“Lively times some folks 'll hev, when they go home,” said a spare
+tin-pedler, stroking his long yellow goatee. “Go into the store: nobody
+speak to you; go to cattle-show: everybody follow you 'round; go to the
+wharf: nobody weigh your fish; go to buy seed-cakes to the cart: baker
+won't give no tick.”
+
+“How much does it cost, Mr. Foreman,” said the butcher, “for a man 't
+'s obliged to leave town, to move a family out West? I only ask for
+information. I have known a case where a man had to leave--could n't
+live there no longer--wa' n't wanted.”
+
+There was a knock. An officer, sent by the judge, inquired whether the
+jury were likely soon to agree.
+
+“It rests with you, sir,” said the foreman, looking at Eli.
+
+But Eli sat doggedly with his hands in his pockets, and did not look up
+or speak.
+
+“Say to the judge that I cannot tell,” said the foreman.
+
+It was eight o'clock when the officer returned, with orders to take the
+jury across the street to the hotel, to supper. They went out in pairs,
+except that the juryman who was left to fall in with Eli made three
+with the file ahead, and left Eli to walk alone. This was noticed by the
+bystanders. At the hotel, Eli could not eat a mouthful. He was seated
+at one end of the table, and was left entirely out of the conversation.
+When the jury were escorted back to the courthouse, rumors had evidently
+begun to arise from his having walked alone, for there was quite a
+little crowd at the hotel door, to see them. They went as before: four
+pairs, a file of three, and Eli alone. Then the spectators understood
+it.
+
+When the jury were locked into their room again for the night, Mr.
+Eldridge sat down by Eli and lit his pipe.
+
+“I understand,” he said, “just how you feel. Now, between you and me,
+there was a good-hearted fellow that kept me out of a bad mess once. I
+'ve never told anybody just what it was, and I don't mean to tell you
+now, but it brought my blood up standing, to find how near I 'd come to
+putting a fine steamer and two hundred and forty passengers under water.
+Well, one day, a year or so after that, this man had a chance to get a
+good ship, only there was some talk against him, that he drank a little.
+Well, the owners told him they wanted to see me, and he come to me, and
+says he, 'Mr. Eldridge, I hope you 'll speak a good word for me; if
+you do, I 'll get the ship, but if they refuse me this one, I 'm dished
+everywhere.' Well, the owners put me the square question, and I had to
+tell 'em. Well, I met him that afternoon on Sacramento Street, as white
+as a sheet, and he would n't speak to me, but passed right by, and that
+night he went and shipped before the mast. That's the last I ever heard
+of him; but I had to do it. Now,” he added, “this man 's been good to
+you; but the case is proved, and you ought to vote with the rest of us.”
+
+“It ain't proved,” said Eli. “The judge said that if any man had a
+reasonable doubt, he ought to hold out. Now, I ain't convinced.”
+
+“Well, that 's easy said,” replied Mr. Eldridge, a little hotly, and he
+arose, and left him.
+
+The jurymen broke up into little knots, tilted their chairs back, and
+settled into the easiest positions that their cramped quarters allowed.
+Most of them lit their pipes; the captain, and one or two whom he
+honored, smoked fragrant cigars, and the room was soon filled with a
+dense cloud.
+
+Eli sat alone by the window.
+
+“Sometimes sell two at one house,” said a lank book-agent, arousing
+himself from a reverie; “once sold three.”
+
+“I think the Early Rose is about as profitable as any,” said a little
+farmer, with a large circular beard. “I used to favor Jacobs's Seedling,
+but they have n't done so well with me of late years.”
+
+“Sometimes,” said the book-agent, picking his teeth with a quill, “you
+'ll go to a house, and they 'll say they can't be induced to buy a book
+of any kind, historical, fictitious, or religious; but you just keep on
+talking, and show the pictures--'Grant in Boyhood,' 'Grant a Tanner,'
+Grant at Head-quarters,' 'Grant in the White House,' 'Grant before Queen
+Victoria,' and they warm up, I tell you, and not infrequently buy.”
+
+“Do you sell de 'Illustrated Bible',” asked Washington, “wid de
+Hypocrypha?”
+
+“No; I have a more popular treatise--the 'Illustrated History of the
+Bible.' Greater variety. Brings in the surrounding nations, in costume.
+Cloth, three dollars; sheep, three-fifty; half calf, five-seventy-five;
+full morocco, gilt edges, seven-fifty. Six hundred and seven
+illustrations on wood and steel. Three different engravings of Abraham
+alone. Four of Noah,--'Noah before the Flood,' 'Noah Building the
+Ark,' 'Noah Welcoming the Dove,' 'Noah on Ararat,' Steel engraving of
+Ezekiel's Wheel, explaining prophecy. Jonah under the gourd, Nineveh in
+the distance.”
+
+Mr. Eldridge and Captain Thomas had drifted into a discussion of
+harbors, and the captain had drawn his chair up to the table, and, with
+a cigar in his mouth, was explaining an ingeniously constructed foreign
+harbor. He was making a rough sketch, with a pen.
+
+“Here is north,” he said; “here is the coastline; here are the flats;
+here are the sluicegates; they store the water here, in--”
+
+Some of the younger men had their heads together, in a corner, about
+the tin-pedler, who was telling stories of people he had met in his
+journeys, which brought out repeated bursts of laughter.
+
+In the corner farthest from Eli, a delicate-looking man began to tell
+the butcher about Eli's wife.
+
+“Twelve years ago this fall,” he said, “I taught district-school in the
+parish where she lived. She was about fourteen then. Her father was
+a poor farmer, without any faculty. Her mother was dead, and she kept
+house. I stayed there one week, boarding 'round.”
+
+“Prob'ly did n't git not much of any fresh meat that week,” suggested
+the butcher.
+
+“She never said much, but it used to divert me to see her order around
+her big brothers, just as if she was their mother. She and I got to be
+great friends; but she was a queer piece. One day at school the girls in
+her row were communicating, and annoying me, while the third class
+was reciting in 'First Steps in Numbers,' and I was so incensed that
+I called Lizzie--that's her name--right out, and had her stand up for
+twenty minutes. She was a shy little thing, and set great store by
+perfect marks. I saw that she was troubled a good deal, to have all of
+them looking and laughing at her. But she stood there, with her hands
+folded behind her, and not a smile or a word.”
+
+“Look out for a sullen cow,” said the butcher.
+
+“I felt afraid I had been too hasty with her, and I was rather sorry I
+had been so decided--although, to be sure, she did n't pretend to deny
+that she had been communicating.”
+
+“Of course,” said the butcher: “no use lyin' when you 're caught in the
+act.”
+
+“Well, after school, she stayed at her desk, fixing her dinner-pail, and
+putting her books in a strap, and all that, till all the rest had gone,
+and then she came up to my desk, where I was correcting compositions.”
+
+“Now for music!” said the butcher.
+
+“She had been crying a little. Well, she looked straight in my face, and
+said she, 'Mr. Pollard, I just wanted to say to you that I was n't doing
+anything at all when you called me up;' and off she went. Now, that was
+just like her,--too proud to say a word before the school.”
+
+But here his listener's attention was diverted by the voice of the
+book-agent.
+
+“The very best Bible for teachers, of course, is the limp-cover,
+protected edges, full Levant morocco, Oxford, silk-sewed, kid-lined,
+Bishop's Divinity Circuit, with concordance, maps of the Holy Land,
+weights, measures, and money-tables of the Jews. Nothing like having a
+really--”
+
+“And so,” said the captain, moving back his chair, “they let on the
+whole head of water, and scour out the channel to a T.”
+
+And then he rapped upon the table.
+
+“Gentlemen,” he said, “please draw your chairs up, and let us take
+another ballot.”
+
+The count resulted as before.
+
+The foreman muttered something which had a scriptural sound. In a few
+moments he drew Mr. Eldridge and two others aside. “Gentlemen,” he
+said to them, “I shall quietly divide the jury into watches, under your
+charge: ten can sleep, while one wakes to keep Mr. Smith discussing the
+question. I don't propose to have the night wasted.”
+
+And, by one man or another, Eli was kept awake.
+
+“I don't see,” said the book-agent, “why you should feel obliged to
+stick it out any longer. Of course, you are under obligations. But you
+'ve done more than enough already, so as that he can't complain of you,
+and if you give in now, everybody 'll give you credit for trying to save
+your friend, on the one hand, and, on the other hand, for giving in to
+the evidence. So you 'll get credit both ways.”
+
+An hour later, the tin-pedler came on duty. He had not followed closely
+the story about John Wood's loan, and had got it a little awry.
+
+“Now, how foolish you be,” he said, in a confidential tone. “Can't
+you see that if you cave in now, after stan'n' out nine hours”--and
+he looked at a silver watch with a brass chain, and stroked his
+goatee--“nine hours and twenty-seven minutes--that you 've made jest
+rumpus enough so as't he won't dare to foreclose on you, for fear they
+'ll say you went back on a trade. On t' other hand, if you hold clear
+out, he'll turn you out-o'-doors to-morrow, for a blind, so 's to look
+as if there wa' n't no trade between you. Once he gits off, he won't
+know Joseph, you bet! That's what I 'd do,” he added, with a sly laugh.
+“Take your uncle's advice.”
+
+“The only trouble with that,” said Eli, shortly, “is that I don't owe
+him anything.”
+
+“Oh,” said the pedler; “that makes a difference. I understood you did.”
+
+Three o'clock came, and brought Mr. El-dridge. He found Eli worn out
+with excitement.
+
+“Now, I don't judge you the way the others do,” said Mr. Eldridge, in a
+low tone, with his hand on Eli's knee. “I know, as I told you, just the
+way you feel. But we can't help such things. Suppose, now, that I had
+kept dark, and allowed to the owners that that man was always sober,
+and I had heard, six months after, of thirty or forty men going to the
+bottom because the captain was a little off his base; and then to think
+of their wives and children at home. We have to do some hard things; but
+I say, do the square thing, and let her slide.”
+
+“But I can't believe he 's guilty,” said Eli.
+
+“But don't you allow,” said Mr. Eldridge, “that eleven men are more sure
+to hit it right than one man?”
+
+“Yes,” said Eli, reluctantly, “as a general thing.”
+
+“Well, there's always got to be some give to a jury, just as in
+everything else, and you ought to lay right down on the rest of us. It
+is n't as if we were at all squirmish. Now, you know that if you hold
+out, he 'll be tried again.”
+
+“Yes, I suppose so.”
+
+“Got to be--no other way,” said Mr. Eldridge. “Now, the next time, there
+won't be anybody like you to stand out, and the judge 'll know of this
+scrape, and he'll just sock it to him.”
+
+Eli turned uneasily in his chair.
+
+“And then it won't be understood in your place, and folks 'll turn
+against you every way, and, what's worse, let you alone.”
+
+“I can stand it,” said Eli, angrily. “Let 'em do as they like. They
+can't kill me.”
+
+“They can kill your wife and break down your children,” said Mr.
+Eldridge. “Women and children can't stand it. Now, there's that man they
+were speaking of; he lived down my way. He sued a poor, shiftless fellow
+that had come from Pennsylvania to his daughter's funeral, and had him
+arrested and taken off, crying, just before the funeral begun--after
+they 'd even set the flowers on the coffin; and nobody'd speak to him
+after that--they just let him alone; and after a while his wife took
+sick of it--she was a nice, kindly woman--and she had sort of hysterics,
+and finally he moved off West. And 't was n't long before the woman
+died. Now, you can't undertake to do different from everybody else.”
+
+“Well,” said Eli, “I know I wish it was done with.”
+
+Mr. Eldridge stretched his arms and yawned. Then he began to walk up and
+down, and hum, out of tune. Then he stopped at Captain Thomas's chair.
+
+“Suppose we try a ballot,” he said. “He seems to give a little.”
+
+In a moment the foreman rapped.
+
+“It is time we were taking another ballot, gentlemen,” he said.
+
+The sleepers rose, grumbling, from uneasy dreams.
+
+“I will write 'guilty' on twelve ballots,” said the foreman, “and if any
+one desires to write in 'not,' of course he can.”
+
+When the hat came to Eli, he took one of the ballots and held it in his
+hand a moment, and then he laid it on the table. There was a general
+murmur. The picture which Mr. El-dridge had drawn loomed up before him.
+But with a hasty hand he wrote in “not,” dropped in the ballot, and
+going back to his chair by the window, sat down.
+
+There was a cold wave of silence.
+
+Then Eli suddenly walked up to the foreman and faced him.
+
+“Now,” he said, “we 'll stop. The very next turn breaks ground. If you,
+or any other man that you set on, tries to talk to me when I don't want
+to hear, to worry me to death--look out!”
+
+How the long hours wore on! How easy, sometimes, to resist an open
+pressure, and how hard, with the resistance gone, to fight, as one that
+beats the air! How the prospect of a whole hostile town loomed up, in
+a mirage, before Eli! And then the picture rose before him of a long,
+stately bark, now building, whose owner had asked him yesterday to be
+first mate. And if his wife were only well, and he were only free from
+this night's trouble, how soon, upon the long, green waves, he could
+begin to redeem his little home!
+
+And then came Mr. Eldridge, kind and friendly, to have another little
+chat.
+
+Morning came, cold and drizzly. An officer knocked at the door, and
+called out, “Breakfast!” And in a moment, unwashed, and all uncombed,
+except the tin-pedler, who always carried a beard-comb in his pocket,
+they were marched across the street to the hotel.
+
+There were a number of men on the piazza waiting to see them,--jurymen,
+witnesses, and the accused himself, for he was on bail. He had seen the
+procession the night before, and, like the others, had read its meaning.
+
+“Eli knows I would n't do it,” he had said to himself, “and he's going
+to hang out, sure.”
+
+The jury began to turn from the court-house door. Everybody looked. A
+file of two men, another file, another, another; would there come three
+men, and then one? No; Eli no longer walked alone.
+
+Everybody looked at Wood; he turned sharply away.
+
+But this time the order of march in fact showed nothing, one way or the
+other. It only meant that the judge, who had happened to see the jury
+the night before returning from their supper, had sent for the high
+sheriff in some temper,--for judges are human,--and had vigorously
+intimated that if that statesman did not look after his fool of a
+deputy, who let a jury parade secrets to the public view, he would!
+
+The jury were in their room again. At nine o'clock came a rap, and a
+summons from the court. The prosecuting attorney was speaking with the
+judge when they went in. In a moment he took his seat.
+
+“John Wood!” called out the clerk, and the defendant arose. His attorney
+was not there.
+
+“Mr. Foreman!” said the judge, rising. The jury arose. The silence of
+the crowded courtroom was intense.
+
+“Before the clerk asks you for a verdict, gentlemen,” said the judge, “I
+have something of the first importance to say to you, which has but this
+moment come to my knowledge.”
+
+Eli changed color, and the whole court-room looked at him.
+
+“There were some most singular rumors, after the case was given to you,
+gentlemen, to the effect that there had been in this cause a criminal
+abuse of justice. It is painful to suspect, and shocking to know,
+that courts and juries are liable ever to suffer by such unprincipled
+practices. After ten years upon the bench, I never witness a conviction
+of crime without pain; but that pain is light, compared with the
+distress of knowing of a wilful perversion of justice. It is a relief
+to me to be able to say to you that such instances are, in my judgment,
+exceedingly rare, and--so keen is the awful searching power of
+truth--are almost invariably discovered.”
+
+The foreman touched his neighbor with his elbow. Eli folded his arms.
+
+“As I said,” continued the judge, “there were most singular rumors.
+During the evening and the night, rumor, as is often the case, led to
+evidence, and evidence has led to confession and to certainty. And the
+district attorney now desires me to say to you that the chief officer of
+the bank--who held the second key to the safe--is now under arrest for a
+heavy defalcation, which a sham robbery was to conceal, and that you may
+find the prisoner at the bar--not guilty. I congratulate you, gentlemen,
+that you had not rendered an adverse verdict.”
+
+“Your Honor!” said Eli, and he cleared his throat, “I desire it to be
+known that, even as the case stood last night, this jury had not agreed
+to convict, and never would have!”
+
+There was a hush, while a loud scratching pen indorsed the record of
+acquittal. Then Wood walked down to the jury-box and took Eli's hand.
+
+“Just what I told my wife all through,” he said. “I knew you 'd hang
+out!”
+
+Eli's jury was excused for the rest the of day, and by noon he was in
+his own village, relieved, too, of his most pressing burden: for George
+Cahoon had met him on the road, and told him that he was not going to
+the West, after all, for the present, and should not need his money.
+But, as he turned the bend of the road and neared his house, he felt a
+rising fear that some disturbing rumor might have reached his wife about
+his action on the jury. And, to his distress and amazement, there she
+was, sitting in a chair at the door.
+
+“Lizzie!” he said, “what does this mean? Are you crazy?”
+
+“I'll tell you what it means,” she said, as she stood up with a little
+smile and clasped her hands behind her. “This morning it got around and
+came to me that you was standing out all alone for John Wood, and that
+the talk was that they 'd be down on you, and drive you out of town,
+and that everybody pitied _me_,--_pitied me!_ And when I heard that,
+I thought I 'd see! And my strength seemed to come all back, and I got
+right up and dressed myself. And what's more, I 'm going to get well
+now!”
+
+And she did.
+
+
+
+
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+The Project Gutenberg EBook of Eli, by Heman White Chaplin
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+Title: Eli
+ First published in the "Century Magazine"
+
+Author: Heman White Chaplin
+
+Release Date: October 12, 2007 [EBook #23005]
+Last Updated: March 8, 2018
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+*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK ELI ***
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+ <div style="height: 8em;">
+ <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
+ </div>
+ <h1>
+ ELI
+ </h1>
+ <h2>
+ By Heman White Chaplin <br /> <br />1887 <br /> <br /> First published in the
+ &ldquo;Century Magazine.&rdquo; <br /> <br />
+ </h2>
+ <hr />
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
+ <h2>
+ Contents
+ </h2>
+ <table summary="" style="margin-right: auto; margin-left: auto">
+ <tr>
+ <td>
+ <p class="toc">
+ <a href="#link2H_4_0001"> I. </a>
+ </p>
+ <p class="toc">
+ <a href="#link2H_4_0002"> II. </a>
+ </p>
+ <p class="toc">
+ <a href="#link2H_4_0003"> III. </a>
+ </p>
+ </td>
+ </tr>
+ </table>
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br />
+ </p>
+ <hr />
+ <p>
+ <br /> <br /> <a name="link2H_4_0001" id="link2H_4_0001">
+ <!-- H2 anchor --> </a>
+ </p>
+ <div style="height: 4em;">
+ <br /><br /><br /><br />
+ </div>
+ <h2>
+ I.
+ </h2>
+ <p>
+ Under a boat, high and dry at low tide, on the beach, John Wood was seated
+ in the sand, sheltered from the sun in the boat's shadow, absorbed in the
+ laying on of verdigris. The dull, worn color was rapidly giving place to a
+ brilliant, shining green. Occasionally a scraper, which lay by, was taken
+ up to remove the last trace of a barnacle.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ It was Wood's boat, but he was not a boatman; he painted cleverly, but he
+ was not a painter. He kept the brown store under the elms of the main
+ street, now hot and still, where at this-moment his blushing sister was
+ captivating the heart of an awkward farmer's boy as she sold him a pair of
+ striped suspenders.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ As the church clock struck the last of twelve decided blows, three
+ children came rushing out of the house on the bank above the beach. It was
+ one of those deceptive New England cottages, weather-worn without, but
+ bright and bountifully home-like within,&mdash;with its trim parlor, proud
+ of a cabinet organ; with its front hall, now cooled by the light
+ sea-breeze drifting through the blind-door, where a tall clock issued its
+ monotonous call to a siesta on the rattan lounge; with its spare room,
+ open now, opposite the parlor, and now, too, drawing in the salt air
+ through close-shut blinds, in anticipation of the joyful arrival this
+ evening of Sister Sarah, with her little brood, from the city.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The children scampered across the road, and then the eldest hushed the
+ others and sent a little brother ahead to steal, barefoot, along the
+ shining sea-weed to his father.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The plotted surprise appeared to succeed completely. The painter was
+ seized by the ears from behind, and captured.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Guess who 's here, or you can't get up,&rdquo; said the infant captor.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;It 's Napoleon Bonaparte; don't joggle,&rdquo; said his father, running a brush
+ steadily along the water-line.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;No! no! no!&rdquo; with shouts of laughter from the whole attacking party.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Then it's Captain Ezekiel.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ This excited great merriment: Captain Ezekiel was an aged, purblind man,
+ who leaned on a cane.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ After attempts to identify the invader&mdash;with the tax-collector come
+ for taxes, then with the elderly minister making a pastoral call, with the
+ formal schoolmaster, and with Samuel J. Tilden&mdash;the victim reached
+ over his shoulder, and, seizing the assailant by a handful of calico
+ jacket, brought him around, squirming, before him.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Now,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;I 'll give you a coat of verdigris. (Great applause from
+ the reserve force behind.)
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I suppose Mother sent you to say dinner's ready,&rdquo; said the father, rising
+ and surveying the green bottom of the boat. &ldquo;I must eat quick, so as to do
+ the other side before half-flood.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ And with a child on each shoulder, and the third pushing him from behind
+ with her head, he marched toward the vine-covered kitchen, where, between
+ two opposite netted doors, the table was trimly set.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Father, you look like a mermaid, with your green hands,&rdquo; said his wife,
+ laughing, as she handed him the spirits of turpentine. &ldquo;A woman could
+ paint that boat, in a light dress, and not get a spot on her.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ He smiled good-naturedly: he never spoke much.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I guess Louise won't have much trade today,&rdquo; said his wife, as they all
+ sat down; &ldquo;it's so hot in the sun that everybody 'll wait till night. But
+ she has her tatting-work to do, and she 's got a book, too, that she
+ wanted to finish.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Her husband nodded, and ate away.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Oh, can't we go up street and see her, this afternoon?&rdquo; said one of the
+ children.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Who can that be?&rdquo; said the mother, as an elderly, half-official-looking
+ man stopped his horse at the front gate and alighted. The man left the
+ horse unchecked to browse by the roadside, and came to the door.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Oh, it 's you, Captain Nourse,&rdquo; said Wood, rising to open the netting
+ door, and holding out his hand. &ldquo;Come to summons me as a witness in
+ something about the bank case, I suppose. Let me introduce Captain Nourse,
+ Mary,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;deputy sheriff. Sit down, Captain, and have some dinner
+ with us.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;No, I guess I won't set,&rdquo; said the captain. &ldquo;I cal'lated not to eat till
+ I got home, in the middle o' the afternoon. No, I 'll set down in eye-shot
+ of the mare, and read the paper while you eat.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I hope they don't want me to testify anywhere to-day,&rdquo; said Wood;
+ &ldquo;because my boat's half verdigris'd, and I want to finish her this
+ afternoon.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;No testimony to-day,&rdquo; said the captain. &ldquo;Hi! hi! Kitty!&rdquo; he called to the
+ mare, as she began to meander across the road; and he went out to a tree
+ by the front fence, and sat down on a green bench, beside a work-basket
+ and a half-finished child's dress, and read the country paper which he had
+ taken from the office as he came along.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ After dinner Wood went out bareheaded, and leaned on the fence by the
+ captain. His wife stood just inside the door, looking out at them.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The &ldquo;bank case&rdquo; was the great sensation of the town, and Wood was one of
+ the main witnesses, for he had been taking the place of the absent cashier
+ when the safe was broken open and rifled to the widespread distress of
+ depositors and stockholders, and the ruin of Hon. Edward Clark, the
+ president. Wood had locked the safe on the afternoon before the eventful
+ night, and had carried home the key with him, and he was to testify to the
+ contents of the safe as he had left it.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I guess they 're glad they 've got such a witness as John,&rdquo; said his wife
+ to herself, as she looked at him fondly, &ldquo;and I guess they think there
+ won't be much doubt about what he says.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Well, Captain,&rdquo; said Wood, jocosely, breaking a spear of grass to bits in
+ his fingers, &ldquo;I did n't know but you 'd come to arrest me.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The captain calmly smiled as only a man can smile who has been accosted
+ with the same humorous remark a dozen times a day for twenty years. He
+ folded his paper carefully, put it in his pocket, took off his spectacles
+ and put them in their silver case, took a red silk handkerchief from his
+ hat, wiped his face, and put the handkerchief back. Then he said shortly,&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;That's what I <i>have</i> come for.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Wood, still leaning on the fence, looked at him, and said nothing.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;That's just what I 've come for,&rdquo; said Captain Nourse. &ldquo;I 've got to
+ arrest you; here's the warrant.&rdquo; And he handed it to him.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;What does this mean?&rdquo; said Wood. &ldquo;I can't make head or tail of this.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Well,&rdquo; said the captain, &ldquo;the long and short is, these high-toned
+ detectives that they 've hed down from town, seein' as our own force was
+ n't good enough, allow that the safe was unlocked with a key, in due form,
+ and then the lock was broke afterward, to look as if it had been forced
+ open. They 've hed the foreman of the safe-men down, too, and he says the
+ same thing. Naturally, the argument is, there was only two keys in
+ existence,&mdash;one was safe with the president of the bank, and is about
+ all he 's got to show out of forty years' savings; the only other one you
+ hed: consequently, it heaves it onto you.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I see,&rdquo; said Wood. &ldquo;I will go with you. Do you want to come into the
+ house with me while I get my coat?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Well, I suppose I must keep you in sight,&mdash;now you know.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ And they went into the house.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Mary,&rdquo; said her husband, &ldquo;the folks that lost by Clark when the bank
+ broke have been at him until he 's felt obliged to pitch on somebody, and
+ he's pitched on me; and Captain Nourse has come to arrest me. I shall get
+ bail before long.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ She said nothing, and did not shed a tear till he was gone.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ But then&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ <a name="link2H_4_0002" id="link2H_4_0002">
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+ </p>
+ <div style="height: 4em;">
+ <br /><br /><br /><br />
+ </div>
+ <h2>
+ II.
+ </h2>
+ <p>
+ Wide wastes of salt-marsh to the right, imprisoning the upland with a vain
+ promise of infinite liberty, and, between low, distant sandhills, a rim of
+ sea. Stretches of pine woods behind, shutting in from the great outer
+ world, and soon to darken into evening gloom. Ploughed fields and
+ elm-dotted pastures to the left, and birch-lined roads leading by white
+ farm-houses to the village, all speaking of cheer and freedom to the
+ prosperous and the happy, but to the unfortunate and the indebted, of
+ meshes invisible but strong as steel. But, before, no lonesome marshes, no
+ desolate forest, no farm or village street, but the free blue ocean,
+ rolling and tumbling still from the force of an expended gale.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ In the open doorway of a little cottage, warmed by the soft slanting rays
+ of the September sun, a rough man, burnt and freckled, was sitting, at his
+ feet a net, engaged upon some handiwork which two little girls were
+ watching. Close by him lay a setter, his nose between his paws.
+ Occasionally the man raised his eyes to scan the sea.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;There's Joel,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;comin' in around the Bar. Not much air stirrin'
+ now!&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Then he turned to his work again.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;First, you go <i>so</i> fash',&rdquo; he said to the children, as he drew a
+ thread; &ldquo;then you go <i>so</i> fash'.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ And as he worked he made a great show of labor, much to their diversion.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ But the sight of Joel's broad white sail had not brought pleasant thoughts
+ to his mind; for Joel had hailed him, off the Shoal, the afternoon before,
+ and had obligingly offered to buy his fish right there, and so let him go
+ directly home, omitting to mention that sudden jump of price due to an
+ empty market.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Wonder what poor man he 's took a dollar out of to-day! Well, I s'pose
+ it's all right: those that 's got money, want money.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;What be you, Eli&mdash;ganging on hooks?&rdquo; said Aunt Patience, as she
+ tiptoed into the kitchen behind him, from his wife's sick-room, and softly
+ closed the door after her.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;No,&rdquo; said the elder of the children; &ldquo;he 's mending our stockings, and
+ showing me how.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Well, you do have a hard time, don't you?&rdquo; said Aunt Patience, looking
+ down over his shoulder; &ldquo;to slave and tug and scrape to get a house over
+ your head, and then to have to turn square 'round, and stay to home with a
+ sick woman, and eat all into it with mortgages!&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Oh, well,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;we 'll fetch, somehow.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Aunt Patience went to the glass, and holding a black pin in her mouth,
+ carefully tied the strings of her sun-bonnet.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Anyway,&rdquo; she says, &ldquo;you take it good-natured. Though if there is one
+ thing that's harder than another, it is to be good-natured all the time,
+ without being aggravating. I have known men that was so awfully
+ good-natured that they was harder to live with than if they was cross!&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ And without specifying further, she opened her plaid parasol and stepped
+ out at the porch.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Though, on this quiet afternoon of Saturday, the peace of the approaching
+ Sabbath seemed already brooding over the little dwelling, peace had not
+ lent her hand to the building of the home. Every foot of land, every
+ shingle, every nail, had been wrung from the reluctant sea. Every voyage
+ had contributed something. It was a great day when Eli was able to buy the
+ land. Then, between two voyages, he dug a cellar and laid a foundation;
+ then he saved enough to build the main part of the cottage and to finish
+ the front room, lending his own hand to the work. Then he used to get
+ letters at every port, telling of progress,&mdash;how Lizzie, his wife,
+ had adorned the front room with a bright ninepenny paper, of which a
+ little piece was enclosed,&mdash;which he kept as a sort of charm about
+ him and exhibited to his friends; how she and her little brother had
+ lathed the entry and the kitchen, and how they had set out blackberry
+ vines from the woods. Then another letter told of a surprise awaiting him
+ on his return; and, in due time, coming home as third mate from Hong-Kong
+ to a seaman's tumultuous welcome, he had found that a great, good-natured
+ mason, with whose sick child his wife had watched night after night, had
+ appeared one day with lime and hair and sand, and in white raiment, and
+ had plastered the entry and the kitchen, and finished a room upstairs.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ And so, for years, at home and on the sea, at New York and at Valparaiso
+ and in the Straits of Malacca, the little house and the little family
+ within it had grown into the fibre of Eli's heart. Nothing had given him
+ more delight than to meet, in the strange streets of Calcutta or before
+ the Mosque of Omar, some practical Yankee from Stonington or Machias, and,
+ whittling to discuss with him, among the turbans of the Orient, the
+ comparative value of shaved and of sawed shingles, or the economy of
+ &ldquo;Swedes-iron&rdquo; nails, and to go over with him the estimates and plans which
+ he had worked out in his head under all the constellations of the skies.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The supper things were cleared away. The children had said good-night and
+ gone to bed, and Eli had been sitting for an hour by his wife's bedside.
+ He had had to tax his patience and ingenuity heavily during the long
+ months that she had lain there to entertain her for a little while in the
+ evening, after his hard, wet day's work. He had been talking now of the
+ coming week, when he was to serve upon the jury in the adjoining
+ county-town.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I cal'late I can come home about every night,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;and it 'll be
+ quite a change, at any rate.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;But you don't seem so cheerful about it as I counted you would be,&rdquo; said
+ his wife. &ldquo;Are you afraid you'll have to be on the bank case?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Not much!&rdquo; he answered. &ldquo;No trouble 'n that case! Jury won't leave their
+ seats. These city fellers 'll find they 've bit off more 'n they can chew
+ when they try to figure out John Wood done that. I only hope I 'll have
+ the luck to be on that case&mdash;all hands on the jury whisper together a
+ minute, and then clear him, right on the spot, and then shake hands with
+ him all 'round!&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;But something is worrying you,&rdquo; she said. &ldquo;What is it? You have looked it
+ since noon.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Oh, nothin',&rdquo; he replied&mdash;&ldquo;only George Cahoon came up to-noon to say
+ that he was goin' West next week, and that he would have to have that
+ money he let me have awhile ago. And where to get it&mdash;I don't know.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
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+ <div style="height: 4em;">
+ <br /><br /><br /><br />
+ </div>
+ <h2>
+ III.
+ </h2>
+ <p>
+ The court-room was packed. John Wood's trial was drawing to its close. Eli
+ was on the jury. Some one had advised the prosecuting attorney, in a
+ whisper, to challenge him, but he had shaken his head and said,&mdash;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Oh, I could n't afford to challenge him for that; it would only leak out,
+ and set the jury against me. I 'll risk his standing out against this
+ evidence.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The trial had been short. It had been shown how the little building of the
+ bank had been entered. Skilled locksmiths from the city had testified that
+ the safe was opened with a key, and that the lock was broken afterward,
+ from the inside, plainly to raise the theory of a forcible entry by
+ strangers.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ It had been proved that the only key in existence, not counting that kept
+ by the president, was in the possession of Wood, who was filling, for a
+ few days, the place of the cashier&mdash;the president's brother&mdash;in
+ his absence. It had been shown that Wood was met, at one o'clock of the
+ night in question, crossing the fields toward his home, from the direction
+ of the bank, with a large wicker basket slung over his shoulders,
+ returning, as he had said, from eel-spearing in Harlow's Creek; and there
+ was other circumstantial evidence.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Mr. Clark, the president of the bank, had won the sympathy of every one by
+ the modest way in which, with his eye-glasses in his hand, he had
+ testified to the particulars of the loss which had left him penniless, and
+ had ruined others whose little all was in his hands. And then in reply to
+ the formal question, he had testified, amid roars of laughter from the
+ court-room, that it was not he who robbed the safe. At this, even the
+ judge and Wood's lawyer had not restrained a smile.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ This had left the guilt with Wood. His lawyer, an inexperienced young
+ attorney,&mdash;who had done more or less business for the bank and would
+ hardly have ventured to defend this case but that the president had kindly
+ expressed his entire willingness that he should do so,&mdash;had, of
+ course, not thought it worth while to cross-examine Mr. Clark, and had
+ directed his whole argument against the theory that the safe had been
+ opened with a key, and not by strangers. But he had felt all through that,
+ as a man politely remarked to him when he finished, he was only butting
+ his &ldquo;head ag'in a stone wall.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ And while he was arguing, a jolly-looking old lawyer had written, in the
+ fly-leaf of a law-book on his knee, and had passed with a wink to a young
+ man near him who had that very morning been admitted to the bar, these
+ lines:&mdash;
+ </p>
+<pre xml:space="preserve">
+ &ldquo;When callow Blackstones soar too high,
+ Quit common-sense, and reckless fly,
+ Soon, Icarus-like, they headlong fall,
+ And down come client, case, and all.&rdquo;
+ </pre>
+ <p>
+ The district-attorney had not thought it worth while to expend much
+ strength upon his closing argument; but being a jovial stump-speaker, of a
+ wide reputation within narrow limits, he had not been able to refrain from
+ making merry over Wood's statement that the basket which he had been seen
+ bearing home, on the eventful night, was a basket of eels.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Fine eels those, gentlemen! We have seen gold-fish and silver-fish, but
+ golden eels are first discovered by this defendant The apostle, in Holy
+ Writ, caught a fish with a coin in its mouth; but this man leaves the
+ apostle in the dim distance when he finds eels that are all money. No
+ storied fisherman of Bagdad, catching enchanted princes disguised as
+ fishes in the sea, ever hooked such a treasure as this defendant hooked
+ when he hooked that basket of eels! [Rustling appreciation of the jest
+ among the jury.] If a squirming, twisting, winding, wriggling eel,
+ gentlemen, can be said at any given moment to have a back, we may
+ distinguish this new-found species as the greenback eel. It is a common
+ saying that no man can hold an eel and remain a Christian. I should like
+ to have viewed the pious equanimity of this good man when he laid his
+ hands on that whole bed of eels. In happy, barefoot boyhood, gentlemen, we
+ used to find mud-turtles marked with initials or devices cut in their
+ shells; but what must have been our friend's surprise to find, in the
+ muddy bed of Harlow's Creek, eels marked with a steel-engraving of the
+ landing of Columbus and the signature of the Register of the Treasury! I
+ hear that a corporation is now being formed by the title of The Harlow's
+ Creek Greenback National Bank-bill Eel-fishing Company, to follow up, with
+ seines and spears, our worthy friend's discovery! I learn that the news of
+ this rich placer has spread to the golden mountains of the West, and that
+ the exhausted intellects which have been reduced to such names for their
+ mines as 'The Tombstone,' 'The Red Dog,' the 'Mrs. E. J. Parkhurst,' are
+ likely now to flood us with prospectuses of the 'Eel Mine,' 'The Flat
+ Eel,' 'The Double Eel,' and then, when they get ready to burst upon
+ confiding friends, 'The Consolidated Eels.'&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ It takes but little to make a school or a court-room laugh, and the speech
+ had appeared to give a good deal of amusement to the listeners.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ To all?
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Did it amuse that man who sat, with folded arms, harsh and rigid, at the
+ dock? Did it divert that white-faced woman, cowering in a corner,
+ listening as in a dream?
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The judge now charged the jury briefly. It was unnecessary for him, he
+ said, to recapitulate evidence of so simple a character. The chief
+ question for the jury was as to the credibility of the witnesses. If the
+ witnesses for the prosecution were truthful and were not mistaken, the
+ inference of guilt seemed inevitable; this the defendant's counsel had
+ conceded. The defendant had proved a good reputation; upon that point
+ there was only this to be said: that, while such evidence was entitled to
+ weight, yet, on the other hand, crimes involving a breach of trust could,
+ from their very nature, be committed only by persons whose good
+ reputations secured them positions of trust.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The jury-room had evidently not been furnished by a ring. It had a long
+ table for debate, twelve hard chairs for repose, twelve spittoons for
+ luxury, and a clock.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The jury sat in silence for a few moments, as old Captain Nourse, who had
+ them in his keeping, and eyed them as if he was afraid that he might lose
+ one of them in a crack and be held accountable on his bond, rattled away
+ at the unruly lock. Looking at them then, you would have seen faces all of
+ a New England cast but one. There was a tall, powerful negro called George
+ Washington, a man well known in this county town, to which he had come, as
+ driftwood from the storm of war, in '65. Some of the &ldquo;boys&rdquo; had heard him,
+ in a great prayer-meeting in Washington&mdash;a city which he always spoke
+ of as his &ldquo;namesake&rdquo;&mdash;at the time of the great review, say, in his
+ strong voice, with that pathetic quaver in it: &ldquo;Like as de parched an'
+ weary traveller hangs his harp upon de winder, an' sighs for oysters in de
+ desert, so I longs to res' my soul an' my foot in Mass'-chusetts;&rdquo; and
+ they were so delighted with him that they invited him on the spot to go
+ home with them, and took up a collection to pay his fare; and so he was a
+ public character. As for his occupation,&mdash;when the census-taker, with
+ a wink to the boys in the store, had asked him what it was, he had said,
+ in that same odd tone: &ldquo;Putties up glass a little&mdash;whitewashes a
+ little&mdash;&rdquo; and, when the man had made a show of writing all that down,
+ &ldquo;preaches a little.&rdquo; He might have said, &ldquo;preaches a big,&rdquo; for you could
+ hear him half a mile away.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The foreman was a retired sea-captain. &ldquo;Good cap'n&mdash;Cap'n Thomas,&rdquo;
+ one of his neighbors had said of him. &ldquo;Allers gits good ships&mdash;never
+ hez to go huntin' 'round for a vessel. But it is astonishin' what
+ differences they is! Now there 's Cap'n A. K. P. Bassett, down to the West
+ Harbor. You let it git 'round that Cap'n A. K. P. is goin' off on a Chiny
+ voyage, and you 'll see half a dozen old shays to once-t, hitched all
+ along his fence of an arternoon, and wimmen inside the house, to git Cap'n
+ A. K. P. to take their boys. But you let Cap'n Thomas give out that he
+ wants boys, and he hez to glean 'em&mdash;from the poor-house, and from
+ step-mothers, and where he can: the women knows! Still,&rdquo; he added, &ldquo;Cap'n
+ Thomas 's a good cap'n. I've nothin' to say ag'in him. He's smart!&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Gentlemen,&rdquo; said the foreman, when the officer, at last, had securely
+ locked them in, &ldquo;shall we go through the formality of a ballot? If the
+ case were a less serious one, we might have rendered a verdict in our
+ seats.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;What's the use foolin' 'round ballotin'?&rdquo; said a thick-set butcher.
+ &ldquo;Ain't we all o' one mind?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;It is for you to say, gentlemen,&rdquo; said the foreman. &ldquo;I should n't want to
+ have it go abroad that we had not acted formally, if there was any one
+ disposed to cavil.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Mr. Speaker,&rdquo; said George Washington, rising and standing in the attitude
+ of Webster, &ldquo;I rises to appoint to order. We took ballast in de prior
+ cases, and why make flesh of one man an' a fowl of another?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Very well,&rdquo; said the foreman, a trifle sharply; &ldquo;'the longest way round
+ is the shortest way home.'&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Twelve slips of paper were handed out, to be indorsed guilty, &ldquo;for form.&rdquo;
+ They were collected in a hat and the foreman told them over&mdash;&ldquo;just
+ for form.&rdquo; &ldquo;'Guilty,' 'guilty,' 'guilty,' 'guilty,'&mdash;wait a minute,&rdquo;
+ he said, &ldquo;here is a mistake. Here is one 'not guilty'&mdash;whose is
+ this?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ There was a pause.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Whose is it?&rdquo; said the foreman, sharply.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Eli turned a little red.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;It's mine,&rdquo; he said.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Do you mean it?&rdquo; said the foreman.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Of course I mean it,&rdquo; he answered.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Whew!&rdquo; whistled the foreman. &ldquo;Very well, sir; we'll have an
+ understanding, then. This case is proved to the satisfaction of every man
+ who heard it, I may safely say, but one. Will that one please state the
+ grounds of his opinion?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I ain't no talker,&rdquo; said Eli, &ldquo;but I ain't satisfied he 's guilty&mdash;that's
+ all.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Don't you believe the witnesses?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Mostly.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Which one don't you believe?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I can't say. I don't believe he's guilty.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Is there one that you think lied?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ No answer.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Now it seems to me&mdash;&rdquo; said a third juryman.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;One thing at a time, gentlemen,&rdquo; said the foreman. &ldquo;Let us wait for an
+ answer from Mr. Smith. Is there any one that you think lied? We will wait,
+ gentlemen, for an answer.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ There was a long pause. The trial seemed to Eli Smith to have shifted from
+ the court to this shabby room, and he was now the culprit.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ All waited for him; all eyes were fixed upon him.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The clock ticked loud! Eli counted the seconds. He knew the determination
+ of the foreman.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The silence became intense.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I want to say my say,&rdquo; said a short man in a pea-jacket,&mdash;a retired
+ San Francisco pilot, named Eldridge. &ldquo;I entertain no doubt the man is
+ guilty. At the same time, I allow for differences of opinion. I don't know
+ this man that's voted 'not guilty,' but he seems to be a well-meaning man.
+ I don't know his reasons; probably he don't understand the case. I should
+ like to have the foreman tell the evidence over, so as if he don't see it
+ clear, he can ask questions, and we can explain.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I second de motion,&rdquo; said George Washington.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ There was a general rustle of approval.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I move it,&rdquo; said the pilot, encouraged.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Very well, Mr. Eldridge,&rdquo; said the foreman. &ldquo;If there is no objection, I
+ will state the evidence, and if there is any loop-hole, I will trouble Mr.
+ Smith to suggest it as I go along;&rdquo; and he proceeded to give a summary of
+ the testimony, with homely force.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Now, sir?&rdquo; he said, when he had finished.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I move for another ballot,&rdquo; said Mr. Eldridge.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The result was the same. Eli had voted &ldquo;not guilty.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Mr. Smith,&rdquo; said the foreman, &ldquo;this must be settled in some way. This is
+ no child's play. You can't keep eleven men here, trifling with them,
+ giving no pretence of a reason.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I have n't no reasons, only that I don't believe he 's guilty,&rdquo; said Eli.
+ &ldquo;I 'm not goin' to vote a man into State's-prison, when I don't believe he
+ done it,&rdquo; and he rose and walked to the window and looked out. It was low
+ tide. There was a broad stretch of mud in the distance, covered with boats
+ lying over disconsolate. A driving storm had emptied the streets. He beat
+ upon the rain-dashed glass a moment with his fingers, and then he sat down
+ again.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Well, sir,&rdquo; said the foreman, &ldquo;this is singular conduct. What do you
+ propose to do?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Silence.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I suppose you realize that the rest of us are pretty rapidly forming a
+ conclusion on this matter,&rdquo; said the foreman.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Come! come!&rdquo; said Mr. Eldridge; &ldquo;don't be quite so hard on him, Captain.
+ Now, Mr. Smith,&rdquo; he said, standing up with his hands in his coat-pockets
+ and looking at Eli, &ldquo;we know that there often is crooked sticks on juries,
+ that hold out alone&mdash;that's to be expected; but they always argue,
+ and stand to it the rest are fools, and all that. Now, all is, we don't
+ see why you don't sort of argue, if you 've got reasons satisfactory to
+ you. Come, now,&rdquo; he added, walking up to Eli, and resting one foot on the
+ seat of his chair, &ldquo;why don't you tell it over? and if we 're wrong, I 'm
+ ready to join you.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Eli looked up at him.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Did n't you ever know,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;of a man's takin' a cat off, to lose,
+ that his little girl did n't want drownded, and leavin' him ashore, twenty
+ or thirty miles, bee-line, from home, and that cat's bein' back again the
+ next day, purrin' 'round 's if nothin' had happened?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Yes,&rdquo; said Mr. Eldridge&mdash;&ldquo;knew of just such a case.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Very well,&rdquo; said Eli; &ldquo;how does he find his way home?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Don't know,&rdquo; said Mr. Eldridge; &ldquo;always has been a standing mystery to
+ me.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Well,&rdquo; said Eli, &ldquo;mark my words. There's such a thing as arguin', and
+ there 's such a thing as knowin' outright; and when you 'll tell me how
+ that cat inquires his way home, I '11 tell you how I know John Wood ain't
+ guilty.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ This made a certain sensation, and Eli's stock went up.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ An old, withered man rapped on the table.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;That's so!&rdquo; he said; &ldquo;and there's other sing'lar things! How is it that a
+ seafarin' man, that 's dyin' to home, will allers die on the ebbtide? It
+ never fails, but how does it happen? Tell me that! And there's more ways
+ than one of knowin' things, too!&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I know that man ain't guilty,&rdquo; said Eli.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Hark ye!&rdquo; said a dark old man with a troubled face, rising and pointing
+ his finger toward Eli. &ldquo;<i>Know</i>, you say? I <i>knew</i>, wunst. I <i>knew</i>
+ that my girl, my only child, was good. One night she went off with a
+ married man that worked in my store, and stole my money&mdash;and where is
+ she now?&rdquo; And then he added, &ldquo;What I <i>know</i> is, that every man hes
+ his price. I hev mine, and you hev yourn!&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;'Xcuse me, Mr. Speaker,&rdquo; said George Washington, rising with his hand in
+ his bosom; &ldquo;as de question is befo' us, I wish to say that de las' bro'
+ mus' have spoken under 'xcitement. Every man <i>don</i>' have his price!
+ An' I hope de bro' will recant&mdash;like as de Psalmist goes out o' his
+ way to say '<i>In my haste</i> I said, All men are liars.' He was a very
+ busy man, de Psalmist&mdash;writin' down hymns all day, sharpen'n' his
+ lead-pencil, bossin' 'roun' de choir&mdash;callin' Selah! Well, bro'n an'
+ sisters &ldquo;&mdash;both arms going out, and his voice going up&mdash;&rdquo; one
+ day, seems like, he was in gre't haste&mdash;got to finish a psalm for a
+ monthly concert, or such&mdash;and some man in-corrupted him, and lied;
+ and bein' in gre't haste&mdash;and a little old Adam in him&mdash;he says,
+ right off, quick: '<i>All</i> men are liars!' But see! When he gits a
+ little time to set back and meditate, he says: 'Dis won' do&mdash;dere's
+ Moses an' Job, an' Paul&mdash;dey ain't liars!' An' den he don' sneak out,
+ and 'low he said, 'All men is lions,' or such. No! de Psalmist ain't no
+ such man; but he owns up, 'an 'xplains. '<i>In my haste</i>,' he says, 'I
+ said it.'&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The foreman rose and rapped.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I await a motion,&rdquo; said he, &ldquo;if our friend will allow me the privilege of
+ speaking.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Mr. Washington calmly bowed.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Then the foreman, when nobody seemed disposed to move, speaking slowly at
+ first, and piecemeal, alternating language with smoke, gradually edged
+ into the current of the evidence, and ended by going all over it again,
+ with fresh force and point. His cigar glowed and chilled in the darkening
+ room as he talked.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Now,&rdquo; he said, when he had drawn all the threads together to the point of
+ guilt, &ldquo;what are we going to do upon this evidence?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I 'll tell you something,&rdquo; said Eli. &ldquo;I did n't want to say it because I
+ know what you 'll all think, but I 'll tell you, all the same.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Ah!&rdquo; said the foreman.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Eli stood up and faced the others.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;'Most all o' you know what our Bar is in a southeast gale. They ain't a
+ man here that would dare to try and cross it when the sea's breakin' on
+ it. The man that says he would, lies!&rdquo; And he looked at the foreman, and
+ waited a moment.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;When my wife took sick, and I stopped goin' to sea, two year ago, and
+ took up boat-fishin', I did n't know half as much about the coast as the
+ young boys do, and one afternoon it was blowin' a gale, and we was all
+ hands comin' in, and passin' along the Bar to go sheer 'round it to the
+ west'ard, and Captain Fred Cook&mdash;he's short-sighted&mdash;got on to
+ the Bar before he knew it, and then he hed to go ahead, whether or no; and
+ I was right after him, and I s'posed he knew, and I followed him. Well, he
+ was floated over, as luck was, all right; but when I 'd just got on the
+ Bar, a roller dropped back and let my bowsprit down into the sand, and
+ then come up quicker'n lightnin' and shouldered the boat over, t' other
+ end first, and slung me into the water; and when I come up, I see
+ somethin' black, and there was John Wood's boat runnin' by me before the
+ wind with a rush&mdash;and 'fore I knew an'thing, he had me by the hair by
+ one hand, and in his boat, and we was over the Bar. Now, I tell you, a man
+ that looks the way I saw him look when I come over the gunwale, face up,
+ don't go 'round breakin' in and hookin' things. He hed n't one chance in
+ five, and he was a married man, too, with small children. And what's
+ more,&rdquo; he added incautiously, &ldquo;he did n't stop there. When he found out,
+ this last spring, that I was goin' to lose my place, he lent me money
+ enough to pay the interest that was overdue on the mortgage, of his own
+ accord.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ And he stopped suddenly.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;You have certainly explained yourself,&rdquo; said the foreman. &ldquo;I think we
+ understand you distinctly.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;There is n't one word of truth in that idea,&rdquo; said Eli, flushing up, &ldquo;and
+ you know it. I 've paid him back every cent. I know him better 'n any of
+ you, that's all, and when I know he ain't guilty, I won't say he is; and I
+ can set here as long as any other man.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Lively times some folks 'll hev, when they go home,&rdquo; said a spare
+ tin-pedler, stroking his long yellow goatee. &ldquo;Go into the store: nobody
+ speak to you; go to cattle-show: everybody follow you 'round; go to the
+ wharf: nobody weigh your fish; go to buy seed-cakes to the cart: baker
+ won't give no tick.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;How much does it cost, Mr. Foreman,&rdquo; said the butcher, &ldquo;for a man 't 's
+ obliged to leave town, to move a family out West? I only ask for
+ information. I have known a case where a man had to leave&mdash;could n't
+ live there no longer&mdash;wa' n't wanted.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ There was a knock. An officer, sent by the judge, inquired whether the
+ jury were likely soon to agree.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;It rests with you, sir,&rdquo; said the foreman, looking at Eli.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ But Eli sat doggedly with his hands in his pockets, and did not look up or
+ speak.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Say to the judge that I cannot tell,&rdquo; said the foreman.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ It was eight o'clock when the officer returned, with orders to take the
+ jury across the street to the hotel, to supper. They went out in pairs,
+ except that the juryman who was left to fall in with Eli made three with
+ the file ahead, and left Eli to walk alone. This was noticed by the
+ bystanders. At the hotel, Eli could not eat a mouthful. He was seated at
+ one end of the table, and was left entirely out of the conversation. When
+ the jury were escorted back to the courthouse, rumors had evidently begun
+ to arise from his having walked alone, for there was quite a little crowd
+ at the hotel door, to see them. They went as before: four pairs, a file of
+ three, and Eli alone. Then the spectators understood it.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ When the jury were locked into their room again for the night, Mr.
+ Eldridge sat down by Eli and lit his pipe.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I understand,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;just how you feel. Now, between you and me,
+ there was a good-hearted fellow that kept me out of a bad mess once. I 've
+ never told anybody just what it was, and I don't mean to tell you now, but
+ it brought my blood up standing, to find how near I 'd come to putting a
+ fine steamer and two hundred and forty passengers under water. Well, one
+ day, a year or so after that, this man had a chance to get a good ship,
+ only there was some talk against him, that he drank a little. Well, the
+ owners told him they wanted to see me, and he come to me, and says he,
+ 'Mr. Eldridge, I hope you 'll speak a good word for me; if you do, I 'll
+ get the ship, but if they refuse me this one, I 'm dished everywhere.'
+ Well, the owners put me the square question, and I had to tell 'em. Well,
+ I met him that afternoon on Sacramento Street, as white as a sheet, and he
+ would n't speak to me, but passed right by, and that night he went and
+ shipped before the mast. That's the last I ever heard of him; but I had to
+ do it. Now,&rdquo; he added, &ldquo;this man 's been good to you; but the case is
+ proved, and you ought to vote with the rest of us.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;It ain't proved,&rdquo; said Eli. &ldquo;The judge said that if any man had a
+ reasonable doubt, he ought to hold out. Now, I ain't convinced.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Well, that 's easy said,&rdquo; replied Mr. Eldridge, a little hotly, and he
+ arose, and left him.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The jurymen broke up into little knots, tilted their chairs back, and
+ settled into the easiest positions that their cramped quarters allowed.
+ Most of them lit their pipes; the captain, and one or two whom he honored,
+ smoked fragrant cigars, and the room was soon filled with a dense cloud.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Eli sat alone by the window.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Sometimes sell two at one house,&rdquo; said a lank book-agent, arousing
+ himself from a reverie; &ldquo;once sold three.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I think the Early Rose is about as profitable as any,&rdquo; said a little
+ farmer, with a large circular beard. &ldquo;I used to favor Jacobs's Seedling,
+ but they have n't done so well with me of late years.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Sometimes,&rdquo; said the book-agent, picking his teeth with a quill, &ldquo;you 'll
+ go to a house, and they 'll say they can't be induced to buy a book of any
+ kind, historical, fictitious, or religious; but you just keep on talking,
+ and show the pictures&mdash;'Grant in Boyhood,' 'Grant a Tanner,' Grant at
+ Head-quarters,' 'Grant in the White House,' 'Grant before Queen Victoria,'
+ and they warm up, I tell you, and not infrequently buy.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Do you sell de 'Illustrated Bible',&rdquo; asked Washington, &ldquo;wid de
+ Hypocrypha?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;No; I have a more popular treatise&mdash;the 'Illustrated History of the
+ Bible.' Greater variety. Brings in the surrounding nations, in costume.
+ Cloth, three dollars; sheep, three-fifty; half calf, five-seventy-five;
+ full morocco, gilt edges, seven-fifty. Six hundred and seven illustrations
+ on wood and steel. Three different engravings of Abraham alone. Four of
+ Noah,&mdash;'Noah before the Flood,' 'Noah Building the Ark,' 'Noah
+ Welcoming the Dove,' 'Noah on Ararat,' Steel engraving of Ezekiel's Wheel,
+ explaining prophecy. Jonah under the gourd, Nineveh in the distance.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Mr. Eldridge and Captain Thomas had drifted into a discussion of harbors,
+ and the captain had drawn his chair up to the table, and, with a cigar in
+ his mouth, was explaining an ingeniously constructed foreign harbor. He
+ was making a rough sketch, with a pen.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Here is north,&rdquo; he said; &ldquo;here is the coastline; here are the flats; here
+ are the sluicegates; they store the water here, in&mdash;&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Some of the younger men had their heads together, in a corner, about the
+ tin-pedler, who was telling stories of people he had met in his journeys,
+ which brought out repeated bursts of laughter.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ In the corner farthest from Eli, a delicate-looking man began to tell the
+ butcher about Eli's wife.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Twelve years ago this fall,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;I taught district-school in the
+ parish where she lived. She was about fourteen then. Her father was a poor
+ farmer, without any faculty. Her mother was dead, and she kept house. I
+ stayed there one week, boarding 'round.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Prob'ly did n't git not much of any fresh meat that week,&rdquo; suggested the
+ butcher.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;She never said much, but it used to divert me to see her order around her
+ big brothers, just as if she was their mother. She and I got to be great
+ friends; but she was a queer piece. One day at school the girls in her row
+ were communicating, and annoying me, while the third class was reciting in
+ 'First Steps in Numbers,' and I was so incensed that I called Lizzie&mdash;that's
+ her name&mdash;right out, and had her stand up for twenty minutes. She was
+ a shy little thing, and set great store by perfect marks. I saw that she
+ was troubled a good deal, to have all of them looking and laughing at her.
+ But she stood there, with her hands folded behind her, and not a smile or
+ a word.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Look out for a sullen cow,&rdquo; said the butcher.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I felt afraid I had been too hasty with her, and I was rather sorry I had
+ been so decided&mdash;although, to be sure, she did n't pretend to deny
+ that she had been communicating.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Of course,&rdquo; said the butcher: &ldquo;no use lyin' when you 're caught in the
+ act.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Well, after school, she stayed at her desk, fixing her dinner-pail, and
+ putting her books in a strap, and all that, till all the rest had gone,
+ and then she came up to my desk, where I was correcting compositions.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Now for music!&rdquo; said the butcher.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;She had been crying a little. Well, she looked straight in my face, and
+ said she, 'Mr. Pollard, I just wanted to say to you that I was n't doing
+ anything at all when you called me up;' and off she went. Now, that was
+ just like her,&mdash;too proud to say a word before the school.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ But here his listener's attention was diverted by the voice of the
+ book-agent.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;The very best Bible for teachers, of course, is the limp-cover, protected
+ edges, full Levant morocco, Oxford, silk-sewed, kid-lined, Bishop's
+ Divinity Circuit, with concordance, maps of the Holy Land, weights,
+ measures, and money-tables of the Jews. Nothing like having a really&mdash;&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;And so,&rdquo; said the captain, moving back his chair, &ldquo;they let on the whole
+ head of water, and scour out the channel to a T.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ And then he rapped upon the table.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Gentlemen,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;please draw your chairs up, and let us take another
+ ballot.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The count resulted as before.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The foreman muttered something which had a scriptural sound. In a few
+ moments he drew Mr. Eldridge and two others aside. &ldquo;Gentlemen,&rdquo; he said to
+ them, &ldquo;I shall quietly divide the jury into watches, under your charge:
+ ten can sleep, while one wakes to keep Mr. Smith discussing the question.
+ I don't propose to have the night wasted.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ And, by one man or another, Eli was kept awake.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I don't see,&rdquo; said the book-agent, &ldquo;why you should feel obliged to stick
+ it out any longer. Of course, you are under obligations. But you 've done
+ more than enough already, so as that he can't complain of you, and if you
+ give in now, everybody 'll give you credit for trying to save your friend,
+ on the one hand, and, on the other hand, for giving in to the evidence. So
+ you 'll get credit both ways.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ An hour later, the tin-pedler came on duty. He had not followed closely
+ the story about John Wood's loan, and had got it a little awry.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Now, how foolish you be,&rdquo; he said, in a confidential tone. &ldquo;Can't you see
+ that if you cave in now, after stan'n' out nine hours&rdquo;&mdash;and he looked
+ at a silver watch with a brass chain, and stroked his goatee&mdash;&ldquo;nine
+ hours and twenty-seven minutes&mdash;that you 've made jest rumpus enough
+ so as't he won't dare to foreclose on you, for fear they 'll say you went
+ back on a trade. On t' other hand, if you hold clear out, he'll turn you
+ out-o'-doors to-morrow, for a blind, so 's to look as if there wa' n't no
+ trade between you. Once he gits off, he won't know Joseph, you bet! That's
+ what I 'd do,&rdquo; he added, with a sly laugh. &ldquo;Take your uncle's advice.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;The only trouble with that,&rdquo; said Eli, shortly, &ldquo;is that I don't owe him
+ anything.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Oh,&rdquo; said the pedler; &ldquo;that makes a difference. I understood you did.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Three o'clock came, and brought Mr. El-dridge. He found Eli worn out with
+ excitement.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Now, I don't judge you the way the others do,&rdquo; said Mr. Eldridge, in a
+ low tone, with his hand on Eli's knee. &ldquo;I know, as I told you, just the
+ way you feel. But we can't help such things. Suppose, now, that I had kept
+ dark, and allowed to the owners that that man was always sober, and I had
+ heard, six months after, of thirty or forty men going to the bottom
+ because the captain was a little off his base; and then to think of their
+ wives and children at home. We have to do some hard things; but I say, do
+ the square thing, and let her slide.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;But I can't believe he 's guilty,&rdquo; said Eli.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;But don't you allow,&rdquo; said Mr. Eldridge, &ldquo;that eleven men are more sure
+ to hit it right than one man?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Yes,&rdquo; said Eli, reluctantly, &ldquo;as a general thing.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Well, there's always got to be some give to a jury, just as in everything
+ else, and you ought to lay right down on the rest of us. It is n't as if
+ we were at all squirmish. Now, you know that if you hold out, he 'll be
+ tried again.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Yes, I suppose so.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Got to be&mdash;no other way,&rdquo; said Mr. Eldridge. &ldquo;Now, the next time,
+ there won't be anybody like you to stand out, and the judge 'll know of
+ this scrape, and he'll just sock it to him.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Eli turned uneasily in his chair.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;And then it won't be understood in your place, and folks 'll turn against
+ you every way, and, what's worse, let you alone.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I can stand it,&rdquo; said Eli, angrily. &ldquo;Let 'em do as they like. They can't
+ kill me.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;They can kill your wife and break down your children,&rdquo; said Mr. Eldridge.
+ &ldquo;Women and children can't stand it. Now, there's that man they were
+ speaking of; he lived down my way. He sued a poor, shiftless fellow that
+ had come from Pennsylvania to his daughter's funeral, and had him arrested
+ and taken off, crying, just before the funeral begun&mdash;after they 'd
+ even set the flowers on the coffin; and nobody'd speak to him after that&mdash;they
+ just let him alone; and after a while his wife took sick of it&mdash;she
+ was a nice, kindly woman&mdash;and she had sort of hysterics, and finally
+ he moved off West. And 't was n't long before the woman died. Now, you
+ can't undertake to do different from everybody else.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Well,&rdquo; said Eli, &ldquo;I know I wish it was done with.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Mr. Eldridge stretched his arms and yawned. Then he began to walk up and
+ down, and hum, out of tune. Then he stopped at Captain Thomas's chair.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Suppose we try a ballot,&rdquo; he said. &ldquo;He seems to give a little.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ In a moment the foreman rapped.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;It is time we were taking another ballot, gentlemen,&rdquo; he said.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The sleepers rose, grumbling, from uneasy dreams.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I will write 'guilty' on twelve ballots,&rdquo; said the foreman, &ldquo;and if any
+ one desires to write in 'not,' of course he can.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ When the hat came to Eli, he took one of the ballots and held it in his
+ hand a moment, and then he laid it on the table. There was a general
+ murmur. The picture which Mr. El-dridge had drawn loomed up before him.
+ But with a hasty hand he wrote in &ldquo;not,&rdquo; dropped in the ballot, and going
+ back to his chair by the window, sat down.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ There was a cold wave of silence.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Then Eli suddenly walked up to the foreman and faced him.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Now,&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;we 'll stop. The very next turn breaks ground. If you, or
+ any other man that you set on, tries to talk to me when I don't want to
+ hear, to worry me to death&mdash;look out!&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ How the long hours wore on! How easy, sometimes, to resist an open
+ pressure, and how hard, with the resistance gone, to fight, as one that
+ beats the air! How the prospect of a whole hostile town loomed up, in a
+ mirage, before Eli! And then the picture rose before him of a long,
+ stately bark, now building, whose owner had asked him yesterday to be
+ first mate. And if his wife were only well, and he were only free from
+ this night's trouble, how soon, upon the long, green waves, he could begin
+ to redeem his little home!
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ And then came Mr. Eldridge, kind and friendly, to have another little
+ chat.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Morning came, cold and drizzly. An officer knocked at the door, and called
+ out, &ldquo;Breakfast!&rdquo; And in a moment, unwashed, and all uncombed, except the
+ tin-pedler, who always carried a beard-comb in his pocket, they were
+ marched across the street to the hotel.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ There were a number of men on the piazza waiting to see them,&mdash;jurymen,
+ witnesses, and the accused himself, for he was on bail. He had seen the
+ procession the night before, and, like the others, had read its meaning.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Eli knows I would n't do it,&rdquo; he had said to himself, &ldquo;and he's going to
+ hang out, sure.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The jury began to turn from the court-house door. Everybody looked. A file
+ of two men, another file, another, another; would there come three men,
+ and then one? No; Eli no longer walked alone.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Everybody looked at Wood; he turned sharply away.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ But this time the order of march in fact showed nothing, one way or the
+ other. It only meant that the judge, who had happened to see the jury the
+ night before returning from their supper, had sent for the high sheriff in
+ some temper,&mdash;for judges are human,&mdash;and had vigorously
+ intimated that if that statesman did not look after his fool of a deputy,
+ who let a jury parade secrets to the public view, he would!
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The jury were in their room again. At nine o'clock came a rap, and a
+ summons from the court. The prosecuting attorney was speaking with the
+ judge when they went in. In a moment he took his seat.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;John Wood!&rdquo; called out the clerk, and the defendant arose. His attorney
+ was not there.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Mr. Foreman!&rdquo; said the judge, rising. The jury arose. The silence of the
+ crowded courtroom was intense.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Before the clerk asks you for a verdict, gentlemen,&rdquo; said the judge, &ldquo;I
+ have something of the first importance to say to you, which has but this
+ moment come to my knowledge.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Eli changed color, and the whole court-room looked at him.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;There were some most singular rumors, after the case was given to you,
+ gentlemen, to the effect that there had been in this cause a criminal
+ abuse of justice. It is painful to suspect, and shocking to know, that
+ courts and juries are liable ever to suffer by such unprincipled
+ practices. After ten years upon the bench, I never witness a conviction of
+ crime without pain; but that pain is light, compared with the distress of
+ knowing of a wilful perversion of justice. It is a relief to me to be able
+ to say to you that such instances are, in my judgment, exceedingly rare,
+ and&mdash;so keen is the awful searching power of truth&mdash;are almost
+ invariably discovered.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ The foreman touched his neighbor with his elbow. Eli folded his arms.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;As I said,&rdquo; continued the judge, &ldquo;there were most singular rumors. During
+ the evening and the night, rumor, as is often the case, led to evidence,
+ and evidence has led to confession and to certainty. And the district
+ attorney now desires me to say to you that the chief officer of the bank&mdash;who
+ held the second key to the safe&mdash;is now under arrest for a heavy
+ defalcation, which a sham robbery was to conceal, and that you may find
+ the prisoner at the bar&mdash;not guilty. I congratulate you, gentlemen,
+ that you had not rendered an adverse verdict.&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Your Honor!&rdquo; said Eli, and he cleared his throat, &ldquo;I desire it to be
+ known that, even as the case stood last night, this jury had not agreed to
+ convict, and never would have!&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ There was a hush, while a loud scratching pen indorsed the record of
+ acquittal. Then Wood walked down to the jury-box and took Eli's hand.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Just what I told my wife all through,&rdquo; he said. &ldquo;I knew you 'd hang out!&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ Eli's jury was excused for the rest the of day, and by noon he was in his
+ own village, relieved, too, of his most pressing burden: for George Cahoon
+ had met him on the road, and told him that he was not going to the West,
+ after all, for the present, and should not need his money. But, as he
+ turned the bend of the road and neared his house, he felt a rising fear
+ that some disturbing rumor might have reached his wife about his action on
+ the jury. And, to his distress and amazement, there she was, sitting in a
+ chair at the door.
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;Lizzie!&rdquo; he said, &ldquo;what does this mean? Are you crazy?&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ &ldquo;I'll tell you what it means,&rdquo; she said, as she stood up with a little
+ smile and clasped her hands behind her. &ldquo;This morning it got around and
+ came to me that you was standing out all alone for John Wood, and that the
+ talk was that they 'd be down on you, and drive you out of town, and that
+ everybody pitied <i>me</i>,&mdash;<i>pitied me!</i> And when I heard that,
+ I thought I 'd see! And my strength seemed to come all back, and I got
+ right up and dressed myself. And what's more, I 'm going to get well now!&rdquo;
+ </p>
+ <p>
+ And she did.
+ </p>
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+
+
+ELI
+
+By Heman White Chaplin
+
+1887
+
+First published in the "Century Magazine."
+
+
+
+
+
+I.
+
+Under a boat, high and dry at low tide, on the beach, John Wood was
+seated in the sand, sheltered from the sun in the boat's shadow,
+absorbed in the laying on of verdigris. The dull, worn color was rapidly
+giving place to a brilliant, shining green. Occasionally a scraper,
+which lay by, was taken up to remove the last trace of a barnacle.
+
+It was Wood's boat, but he was not a boatman; he painted cleverly, but
+he was not a painter. He kept the brown store under the elms of the main
+street, now hot and still, where at this-moment his blushing sister was
+captivating the heart of an awkward farmer's boy as she sold him a pair
+of striped suspenders.
+
+As the church clock struck the last of twelve decided blows, three
+children came rushing out of the house on the bank above the beach. It
+was one of those deceptive New England cottages, weather-worn without,
+but bright and bountifully home-like within,--with its trim parlor,
+proud of a cabinet organ; with its front hall, now cooled by the light
+sea-breeze drifting through the blind-door, where a tall clock issued
+its monotonous call to a siesta on the rattan lounge; with its spare
+room, open now, opposite the parlor, and now, too, drawing in the salt
+air through close-shut blinds, in anticipation of the joyful arrival
+this evening of Sister Sarah, with her little brood, from the city.
+
+The children scampered across the road, and then the eldest hushed the
+others and sent a little brother ahead to steal, barefoot, along the
+shining sea-weed to his father.
+
+The plotted surprise appeared to succeed completely. The painter was
+seized by the ears from behind, and captured.
+
+"Guess who 's here, or you can't get up," said the infant captor.
+
+"It 's Napoleon Bonaparte; don't joggle," said his father, running a
+brush steadily along the water-line.
+
+"No! no! no!" with shouts of laughter from the whole attacking party.
+
+"Then it's Captain Ezekiel."
+
+This excited great merriment: Captain Ezekiel was an aged, purblind man,
+who leaned on a cane.
+
+After attempts to identify the invader--with the tax-collector come for
+taxes, then with the elderly minister making a pastoral call, with the
+formal schoolmaster, and with Samuel J. Tilden--the victim reached over
+his shoulder, and, seizing the assailant by a handful of calico jacket,
+brought him around, squirming, before him.
+
+"Now," he said, "I 'll give you a coat of verdigris. (Great applause
+from the reserve force behind.)
+
+"I suppose Mother sent you to say dinner's ready," said the father,
+rising and surveying the green bottom of the boat. "I must eat quick, so
+as to do the other side before half-flood."
+
+And with a child on each shoulder, and the third pushing him from
+behind with her head, he marched toward the vine-covered kitchen, where,
+between two opposite netted doors, the table was trimly set.
+
+"Father, you look like a mermaid, with your green hands," said his wife,
+laughing, as she handed him the spirits of turpentine. "A woman could
+paint that boat, in a light dress, and not get a spot on her."
+
+He smiled good-naturedly: he never spoke much.
+
+"I guess Louise won't have much trade today," said his wife, as they all
+sat down; "it's so hot in the sun that everybody 'll wait till night.
+But she has her tatting-work to do, and she 's got a book, too, that she
+wanted to finish."
+
+Her husband nodded, and ate away.
+
+"Oh, can't we go up street and see her, this afternoon?" said one of the
+children.
+
+"Who can that be?" said the mother, as an elderly, half-official-looking
+man stopped his horse at the front gate and alighted. The man left the
+horse unchecked to browse by the roadside, and came to the door.
+
+"Oh, it 's you, Captain Nourse," said Wood, rising to open the netting
+door, and holding out his hand. "Come to summons me as a witness in
+something about the bank case, I suppose. Let me introduce Captain
+Nourse, Mary," he said, "deputy sheriff. Sit down, Captain, and have
+some dinner with us."
+
+"No, I guess I won't set," said the captain. "I cal'lated not to eat
+till I got home, in the middle o' the afternoon. No, I 'll set down in
+eye-shot of the mare, and read the paper while you eat."
+
+"I hope they don't want me to testify anywhere to-day," said Wood;
+"because my boat's half verdigris'd, and I want to finish her this
+afternoon."
+
+"No testimony to-day," said the captain. "Hi! hi! Kitty!" he called to
+the mare, as she began to meander across the road; and he went out to
+a tree by the front fence, and sat down on a green bench, beside a
+work-basket and a half-finished child's dress, and read the country
+paper which he had taken from the office as he came along.
+
+After dinner Wood went out bareheaded, and leaned on the fence by the
+captain. His wife stood just inside the door, looking out at them.
+
+The "bank case" was the great sensation of the town, and Wood was one
+of the main witnesses, for he had been taking the place of the absent
+cashier when the safe was broken open and rifled to the widespread
+distress of depositors and stockholders, and the ruin of Hon. Edward
+Clark, the president. Wood had locked the safe on the afternoon before
+the eventful night, and had carried home the key with him, and he was to
+testify to the contents of the safe as he had left it.
+
+"I guess they 're glad they 've got such a witness as John," said his
+wife to herself, as she looked at him fondly, "and I guess they think
+there won't be much doubt about what he says."
+
+"Well, Captain," said Wood, jocosely, breaking a spear of grass to bits
+in his fingers, "I did n't know but you 'd come to arrest me."
+
+The captain calmly smiled as only a man can smile who has been accosted
+with the same humorous remark a dozen times a day for twenty years.
+He folded his paper carefully, put it in his pocket, took off
+his spectacles and put them in their silver case, took a red silk
+handkerchief from his hat, wiped his face, and put the handkerchief
+back. Then he said shortly,--
+
+"That's what I _have_ come for."
+
+Wood, still leaning on the fence, looked at him, and said nothing.
+
+"That's just what I 've come for," said Captain Nourse. "I 've got to
+arrest you; here's the warrant." And he handed it to him.
+
+"What does this mean?" said Wood. "I can't make head or tail of this."
+
+"Well," said the captain, "the long and short is, these high-toned
+detectives that they 've hed down from town, seein' as our own force
+was n't good enough, allow that the safe was unlocked with a key, in due
+form, and then the lock was broke afterward, to look as if it had been
+forced open. They 've hed the foreman of the safe-men down, too, and he
+says the same thing. Naturally, the argument is, there was only two keys
+in existence,--one was safe with the president of the bank, and is about
+all he 's got to show out of forty years' savings; the only other one
+you hed: consequently, it heaves it onto you."
+
+"I see," said Wood. "I will go with you. Do you want to come into the
+house with me while I get my coat?"
+
+"Well, I suppose I must keep you in sight,--now you know."
+
+And they went into the house.
+
+"Mary," said her husband, "the folks that lost by Clark when the bank
+broke have been at him until he 's felt obliged to pitch on somebody,
+and he's pitched on me; and Captain Nourse has come to arrest me. I
+shall get bail before long."
+
+She said nothing, and did not shed a tear till he was gone.
+
+But then--
+
+
+
+
+II.
+
+Wide wastes of salt-marsh to the right, imprisoning the upland with a
+vain promise of infinite liberty, and, between low, distant sandhills,
+a rim of sea. Stretches of pine woods behind, shutting in from the great
+outer world, and soon to darken into evening gloom. Ploughed fields and
+elm-dotted pastures to the left, and birch-lined roads leading by white
+farm-houses to the village, all speaking of cheer and freedom to the
+prosperous and the happy, but to the unfortunate and the indebted, of
+meshes invisible but strong as steel. But, before, no lonesome marshes,
+no desolate forest, no farm or village street, but the free blue ocean,
+rolling and tumbling still from the force of an expended gale.
+
+In the open doorway of a little cottage, warmed by the soft slanting
+rays of the September sun, a rough man, burnt and freckled, was sitting,
+at his feet a net, engaged upon some handiwork which two little girls
+were watching. Close by him lay a setter, his nose between his paws.
+Occasionally the man raised his eyes to scan the sea.
+
+"There's Joel," he said, "comin' in around the Bar. Not much air
+stirrin' now!"
+
+Then he turned to his work again.
+
+"First, you go _so_ fash'," he said to the children, as he drew a
+thread; "then you go _so_ fash'."
+
+And as he worked he made a great show of labor, much to their diversion.
+
+But the sight of Joel's broad white sail had not brought pleasant
+thoughts to his mind; for Joel had hailed him, off the Shoal, the
+afternoon before, and had obligingly offered to buy his fish right
+there, and so let him go directly home, omitting to mention that sudden
+jump of price due to an empty market.
+
+"Wonder what poor man he 's took a dollar out of to-day! Well, I s'pose
+it's all right: those that 's got money, want money."
+
+"What be you, Eli--ganging on hooks?" said Aunt Patience, as she tiptoed
+into the kitchen behind him, from his wife's sick-room, and softly
+closed the door after her.
+
+"No," said the elder of the children; "he 's mending our stockings, and
+showing me how."
+
+"Well, you do have a hard time, don't you?" said Aunt Patience, looking
+down over his shoulder; "to slave and tug and scrape to get a house over
+your head, and then to have to turn square 'round, and stay to home with
+a sick woman, and eat all into it with mortgages!"
+
+"Oh, well," he said, "we 'll fetch, somehow."
+
+Aunt Patience went to the glass, and holding a black pin in her mouth,
+carefully tied the strings of her sun-bonnet.
+
+"Anyway," she says, "you take it good-natured. Though if there is one
+thing that's harder than another, it is to be good-natured all the
+time, without being aggravating. I have known men that was so awfully
+good-natured that they was harder to live with than if they was cross!"
+
+And without specifying further, she opened her plaid parasol and stepped
+out at the porch.
+
+Though, on this quiet afternoon of Saturday, the peace of the
+approaching Sabbath seemed already brooding over the little dwelling,
+peace had not lent her hand to the building of the home. Every foot of
+land, every shingle, every nail, had been wrung from the reluctant sea.
+Every voyage had contributed something. It was a great day when Eli was
+able to buy the land. Then, between two voyages, he dug a cellar and
+laid a foundation; then he saved enough to build the main part of the
+cottage and to finish the front room, lending his own hand to the work.
+Then he used to get letters at every port, telling of progress,--how
+Lizzie, his wife, had adorned the front room with a bright ninepenny
+paper, of which a little piece was enclosed,--which he kept as a sort
+of charm about him and exhibited to his friends; how she and her little
+brother had lathed the entry and the kitchen, and how they had set out
+blackberry vines from the woods. Then another letter told of a surprise
+awaiting him on his return; and, in due time, coming home as third mate
+from Hong-Kong to a seaman's tumultuous welcome, he had found that a
+great, good-natured mason, with whose sick child his wife had watched
+night after night, had appeared one day with lime and hair and sand,
+and in white raiment, and had plastered the entry and the kitchen, and
+finished a room upstairs.
+
+And so, for years, at home and on the sea, at New York and at Valparaiso
+and in the Straits of Malacca, the little house and the little family
+within it had grown into the fibre of Eli's heart. Nothing had given him
+more delight than to meet, in the strange streets of Calcutta or before
+the Mosque of Omar, some practical Yankee from Stonington or Machias,
+and, whittling to discuss with him, among the turbans of the Orient,
+the comparative value of shaved and of sawed shingles, or the economy
+of "Swedes-iron" nails, and to go over with him the estimates and plans
+which he had worked out in his head under all the constellations of the
+skies.
+
+The supper things were cleared away. The children had said good-night
+and gone to bed, and Eli had been sitting for an hour by his wife's
+bedside. He had had to tax his patience and ingenuity heavily during the
+long months that she had lain there to entertain her for a little while
+in the evening, after his hard, wet day's work. He had been talking now
+of the coming week, when he was to serve upon the jury in the adjoining
+county-town.
+
+"I cal'late I can come home about every night," he said, "and it 'll be
+quite a change, at any rate."
+
+"But you don't seem so cheerful about it as I counted you would be,"
+said his wife. "Are you afraid you'll have to be on the bank case?"
+
+"Not much!" he answered. "No trouble 'n that case! Jury won't leave
+their seats. These city fellers 'll find they 've bit off more 'n they
+can chew when they try to figure out John Wood done that. I only hope
+I 'll have the luck to be on that case--all hands on the jury whisper
+together a minute, and then clear him, right on the spot, and then shake
+hands with him all 'round!"
+
+"But something is worrying you," she said. "What is it? You have looked
+it since noon."
+
+"Oh, nothin'," he replied--"only George Cahoon came up to-noon to say
+that he was goin' West next week, and that he would have to have that
+money he let me have awhile ago. And where to get it--I don't know."
+
+
+
+
+III.
+
+The court-room was packed. John Wood's trial was drawing to its close.
+Eli was on the jury. Some one had advised the prosecuting attorney, in a
+whisper, to challenge him, but he had shaken his head and said,--
+
+"Oh, I could n't afford to challenge him for that; it would only leak
+out, and set the jury against me. I 'll risk his standing out against
+this evidence."
+
+The trial had been short. It had been shown how the little building
+of the bank had been entered. Skilled locksmiths from the city had
+testified that the safe was opened with a key, and that the lock was
+broken afterward, from the inside, plainly to raise the theory of a
+forcible entry by strangers.
+
+It had been proved that the only key in existence, not counting that
+kept by the president, was in the possession of Wood, who was filling,
+for a few days, the place of the cashier--the president's brother--in
+his absence. It had been shown that Wood was met, at one o'clock of
+the night in question, crossing the fields toward his home, from
+the direction of the bank, with a large wicker basket slung over his
+shoulders, returning, as he had said, from eel-spearing in Harlow's
+Creek; and there was other circumstantial evidence.
+
+Mr. Clark, the president of the bank, had won the sympathy of every one
+by the modest way in which, with his eye-glasses in his hand, he had
+testified to the particulars of the loss which had left him penniless,
+and had ruined others whose little all was in his hands. And then in
+reply to the formal question, he had testified, amid roars of laughter
+from the court-room, that it was not he who robbed the safe. At this,
+even the judge and Wood's lawyer had not restrained a smile.
+
+This had left the guilt with Wood. His lawyer, an inexperienced young
+attorney,--who had done more or less business for the bank and would
+hardly have ventured to defend this case but that the president had
+kindly expressed his entire willingness that he should do so,--had, of
+course, not thought it worth while to cross-examine Mr. Clark, and had
+directed his whole argument against the theory that the safe had been
+opened with a key, and not by strangers. But he had felt all through
+that, as a man politely remarked to him when he finished, he was only
+butting his "head ag'in a stone wall."
+
+And while he was arguing, a jolly-looking old lawyer had written, in
+the fly-leaf of a law-book on his knee, and had passed with a wink to a
+young man near him who had that very morning been admitted to the bar,
+these lines:--
+
+ "When callow Blackstones soar too high,
+ Quit common-sense, and reckless fly,
+ Soon, Icarus-like, they headlong fall,
+ And down come client, case, and all."
+
+The district-attorney had not thought it worth while to expend much
+strength upon his closing argument; but being a jovial stump-speaker, of
+a wide reputation within narrow limits, he had not been able to refrain
+from making merry over Wood's statement that the basket which he had
+been seen bearing home, on the eventful night, was a basket of eels.
+
+"Fine eels those, gentlemen! We have seen gold-fish and silver-fish, but
+golden eels are first discovered by this defendant The apostle, in Holy
+Writ, caught a fish with a coin in its mouth; but this man leaves the
+apostle in the dim distance when he finds eels that are all money. No
+storied fisherman of Bagdad, catching enchanted princes disguised as
+fishes in the sea, ever hooked such a treasure as this defendant hooked
+when he hooked that basket of eels! [Rustling appreciation of the jest
+among the jury.] If a squirming, twisting, winding, wriggling eel,
+gentlemen, can be said at any given moment to have a back, we may
+distinguish this new-found species as the greenback eel. It is a common
+saying that no man can hold an eel and remain a Christian. I should like
+to have viewed the pious equanimity of this good man when he laid his
+hands on that whole bed of eels. In happy, barefoot boyhood, gentlemen,
+we used to find mud-turtles marked with initials or devices cut in their
+shells; but what must have been our friend's surprise to find, in the
+muddy bed of Harlow's Creek, eels marked with a steel-engraving of the
+landing of Columbus and the signature of the Register of the Treasury! I
+hear that a corporation is now being formed by the title of The Harlow's
+Creek Greenback National Bank-bill Eel-fishing Company, to follow up,
+with seines and spears, our worthy friend's discovery! I learn that the
+news of this rich placer has spread to the golden mountains of the West,
+and that the exhausted intellects which have been reduced to such names
+for their mines as 'The Tombstone,' 'The Red Dog,' the 'Mrs. E. J.
+Parkhurst,' are likely now to flood us with prospectuses of the 'Eel
+Mine,' 'The Flat Eel,' 'The Double Eel,' and then, when they get ready
+to burst upon confiding friends, 'The Consolidated Eels.'"
+
+It takes but little to make a school or a court-room laugh, and the
+speech had appeared to give a good deal of amusement to the listeners.
+
+To all?
+
+Did it amuse that man who sat, with folded arms, harsh and rigid, at
+the dock? Did it divert that white-faced woman, cowering in a corner,
+listening as in a dream?
+
+The judge now charged the jury briefly. It was unnecessary for him,
+he said, to recapitulate evidence of so simple a character. The chief
+question for the jury was as to the credibility of the witnesses. If the
+witnesses for the prosecution were truthful and were not mistaken, the
+inference of guilt seemed inevitable; this the defendant's counsel had
+conceded. The defendant had proved a good reputation; upon that point
+there was only this to be said: that, while such evidence was entitled
+to weight, yet, on the other hand, crimes involving a breach of trust
+could, from their very nature, be committed only by persons whose good
+reputations secured them positions of trust.
+
+The jury-room had evidently not been furnished by a ring. It had a long
+table for debate, twelve hard chairs for repose, twelve spittoons for
+luxury, and a clock.
+
+The jury sat in silence for a few moments, as old Captain Nourse, who
+had them in his keeping, and eyed them as if he was afraid that he might
+lose one of them in a crack and be held accountable on his bond, rattled
+away at the unruly lock. Looking at them then, you would have seen faces
+all of a New England cast but one. There was a tall, powerful negro
+called George Washington, a man well known in this county town, to which
+he had come, as driftwood from the storm of war, in '65. Some of the
+"boys" had heard him, in a great prayer-meeting in Washington--a city
+which he always spoke of as his "namesake"--at the time of the great
+review, say, in his strong voice, with that pathetic quaver in it: "Like
+as de parched an' weary traveller hangs his harp upon de winder, an'
+sighs for oysters in de desert, so I longs to res' my soul an' my
+foot in Mass'-chusetts;" and they were so delighted with him that they
+invited him on the spot to go home with them, and took up a collection
+to pay his fare; and so he was a public character. As for his
+occupation,--when the census-taker, with a wink to the boys in the
+store, had asked him what it was, he had said, in that same odd tone:
+"Putties up glass a little--whitewashes a little--" and, when the man
+had made a show of writing all that down, "preaches a little." He might
+have said, "preaches a big," for you could hear him half a mile away.
+
+The foreman was a retired sea-captain. "Good cap'n--Cap'n Thomas," one
+of his neighbors had said of him. "Allers gits good ships--never hez to
+go huntin' 'round for a vessel. But it is astonishin' what differences
+they is! Now there 's Cap'n A. K. P. Bassett, down to the West Harbor.
+You let it git 'round that Cap'n A. K. P. is goin' off on a Chiny
+voyage, and you 'll see half a dozen old shays to once-t, hitched all
+along his fence of an arternoon, and wimmen inside the house, to git
+Cap'n A. K. P. to take their boys. But you let Cap'n Thomas give out
+that he wants boys, and he hez to glean 'em--from the poor-house, and
+from step-mothers, and where he can: the women knows! Still," he added,
+"Cap'n Thomas 's a good cap'n. I've nothin' to say ag'in him. He's
+smart!"
+
+"Gentlemen," said the foreman, when the officer, at last, had securely
+locked them in, "shall we go through the formality of a ballot? If the
+case were a less serious one, we might have rendered a verdict in our
+seats."
+
+"What's the use foolin' 'round ballotin'?" said a thick-set butcher.
+"Ain't we all o' one mind?"
+
+"It is for you to say, gentlemen," said the foreman. "I should n't want
+to have it go abroad that we had not acted formally, if there was any
+one disposed to cavil."
+
+"Mr. Speaker," said George Washington, rising and standing in the
+attitude of Webster, "I rises to appoint to order. We took ballast in de
+prior cases, and why make flesh of one man an' a fowl of another?"
+
+"Very well," said the foreman, a trifle sharply; "'the longest way round
+is the shortest way home.'"
+
+Twelve slips of paper were handed out, to be indorsed guilty,
+"for form." They were collected in a hat and the foreman told them
+over--"just for form." "'Guilty,' 'guilty,' 'guilty,' 'guilty,'--wait a
+minute," he said, "here is a mistake. Here is one 'not guilty'--whose is
+this?"
+
+There was a pause.
+
+"Whose is it?" said the foreman, sharply.
+
+Eli turned a little red.
+
+"It's mine," he said.
+
+"Do you mean it?" said the foreman.
+
+"Of course I mean it," he answered.
+
+"Whew!" whistled the foreman. "Very well, sir; we'll have an
+understanding, then. This case is proved to the satisfaction of every
+man who heard it, I may safely say, but one. Will that one please state
+the grounds of his opinion?"
+
+"I ain't no talker," said Eli, "but I ain't satisfied he 's
+guilty--that's all."
+
+"Don't you believe the witnesses?"
+
+"Mostly."
+
+"Which one don't you believe?"
+
+"I can't say. I don't believe he's guilty."
+
+"Is there one that you think lied?"
+
+No answer.
+
+"Now it seems to me--" said a third juryman.
+
+"One thing at a time, gentlemen," said the foreman. "Let us wait for
+an answer from Mr. Smith. Is there any one that you think lied? We will
+wait, gentlemen, for an answer."
+
+There was a long pause. The trial seemed to Eli Smith to have shifted
+from the court to this shabby room, and he was now the culprit.
+
+All waited for him; all eyes were fixed upon him.
+
+The clock ticked loud! Eli counted the seconds. He knew the
+determination of the foreman.
+
+The silence became intense.
+
+"I want to say my say," said a short man in a pea-jacket,--a retired
+San Francisco pilot, named Eldridge. "I entertain no doubt the man is
+guilty. At the same time, I allow for differences of opinion. I
+don't know this man that's voted 'not guilty,' but he seems to be a
+well-meaning man. I don't know his reasons; probably he don't understand
+the case. I should like to have the foreman tell the evidence over, so
+as if he don't see it clear, he can ask questions, and we can explain."
+
+"I second de motion," said George Washington.
+
+There was a general rustle of approval.
+
+"I move it," said the pilot, encouraged.
+
+"Very well, Mr. Eldridge," said the foreman. "If there is no objection,
+I will state the evidence, and if there is any loop-hole, I will trouble
+Mr. Smith to suggest it as I go along;" and he proceeded to give a
+summary of the testimony, with homely force.
+
+"Now, sir?" he said, when he had finished.
+
+"I move for another ballot," said Mr. Eldridge.
+
+The result was the same. Eli had voted "not guilty."
+
+"Mr. Smith," said the foreman, "this must be settled in some way. This
+is no child's play. You can't keep eleven men here, trifling with them,
+giving no pretence of a reason."
+
+"I have n't no reasons, only that I don't believe he 's guilty," said
+Eli. "I 'm not goin' to vote a man into State's-prison, when I don't
+believe he done it," and he rose and walked to the window and looked
+out. It was low tide. There was a broad stretch of mud in the distance,
+covered with boats lying over disconsolate. A driving storm had emptied
+the streets. He beat upon the rain-dashed glass a moment with his
+fingers, and then he sat down again.
+
+"Well, sir," said the foreman, "this is singular conduct. What do you
+propose to do?"
+
+Silence.
+
+"I suppose you realize that the rest of us are pretty rapidly forming a
+conclusion on this matter," said the foreman.
+
+"Come! come!" said Mr. Eldridge; "don't be quite so hard on him,
+Captain. Now, Mr. Smith," he said, standing up with his hands in his
+coat-pockets and looking at Eli, "we know that there often is crooked
+sticks on juries, that hold out alone--that's to be expected; but they
+always argue, and stand to it the rest are fools, and all that. Now,
+all is, we don't see why you don't sort of argue, if you 've got reasons
+satisfactory to you. Come, now," he added, walking up to Eli, and
+resting one foot on the seat of his chair, "why don't you tell it over?
+and if we 're wrong, I 'm ready to join you."
+
+Eli looked up at him.
+
+"Did n't you ever know," he said, "of a man's takin' a cat off, to lose,
+that his little girl did n't want drownded, and leavin' him ashore,
+twenty or thirty miles, bee-line, from home, and that cat's bein' back
+again the next day, purrin' 'round 's if nothin' had happened?"
+
+"Yes," said Mr. Eldridge--"knew of just such a case."
+
+"Very well," said Eli; "how does he find his way home?"
+
+"Don't know," said Mr. Eldridge; "always has been a standing mystery to
+me."
+
+"Well," said Eli, "mark my words. There's such a thing as arguin', and
+there 's such a thing as knowin' outright; and when you 'll tell me
+how that cat inquires his way home, I '11 tell you how I know John Wood
+ain't guilty."
+
+This made a certain sensation, and Eli's stock went up.
+
+An old, withered man rapped on the table.
+
+"That's so!" he said; "and there's other sing'lar things! How is it that
+a seafarin' man, that 's dyin' to home, will allers die on the ebbtide?
+It never fails, but how does it happen? Tell me that! And there's more
+ways than one of knowin' things, too!"
+
+"I know that man ain't guilty," said Eli.
+
+"Hark ye!" said a dark old man with a troubled face, rising and pointing
+his finger toward Eli. "_Know_, you say? I _knew_, wunst. I _knew_ that
+my girl, my only child, was good. One night she went off with a married
+man that worked in my store, and stole my money--and where is she now?"
+And then he added, "What I _know_ is, that every man hes his price. I
+hev mine, and you hev yourn!"
+
+"'Xcuse me, Mr. Speaker," said George Washington, rising with his hand
+in his bosom; "as de question is befo' us, I wish to say that de las'
+bro' mus' have spoken under 'xcitement. Every man _don_' have his price!
+An' I hope de bro' will recant--like as de Psalmist goes out o' his way
+to say '_In my haste_ I said, All men are liars.' He was a very
+busy man, de Psalmist--writin' down hymns all day, sharpen'n' his
+lead-pencil, bossin' 'roun' de choir--callin' Selah! Well, bro'n an'
+sisters "--both arms going out, and his voice going up--" one day,
+seems like, he was in gre't haste--got to finish a psalm for a monthly
+concert, or such--and some man in-corrupted him, and lied; and bein' in
+gre't haste--and a little old Adam in him--he says, right off, quick:
+'_All_ men are liars!' But see! When he gits a little time to set back
+and meditate, he says: 'Dis won' do--dere's Moses an' Job, an' Paul--dey
+ain't liars!' An' den he don' sneak out, and 'low he said, 'All men is
+lions,' or such. No! de Psalmist ain't no such man; but he owns up, 'an
+'xplains. '_In my haste_,' he says, 'I said it.'"
+
+The foreman rose and rapped.
+
+"I await a motion," said he, "if our friend will allow me the privilege
+of speaking."
+
+Mr. Washington calmly bowed.
+
+Then the foreman, when nobody seemed disposed to move, speaking slowly
+at first, and piecemeal, alternating language with smoke, gradually
+edged into the current of the evidence, and ended by going all over it
+again, with fresh force and point. His cigar glowed and chilled in the
+darkening room as he talked.
+
+"Now," he said, when he had drawn all the threads together to the point
+of guilt, "what are we going to do upon this evidence?"
+
+"I 'll tell you something," said Eli. "I did n't want to say it because
+I know what you 'll all think, but I 'll tell you, all the same."
+
+"Ah!" said the foreman.
+
+Eli stood up and faced the others.
+
+"'Most all o' you know what our Bar is in a southeast gale. They ain't a
+man here that would dare to try and cross it when the sea's breakin' on
+it. The man that says he would, lies!" And he looked at the foreman, and
+waited a moment.
+
+"When my wife took sick, and I stopped goin' to sea, two year ago, and
+took up boat-fishin', I did n't know half as much about the coast as the
+young boys do, and one afternoon it was blowin' a gale, and we was all
+hands comin' in, and passin' along the Bar to go sheer 'round it to the
+west'ard, and Captain Fred Cook--he's short-sighted--got on to the Bar
+before he knew it, and then he hed to go ahead, whether or no; and I was
+right after him, and I s'posed he knew, and I followed him. Well, he was
+floated over, as luck was, all right; but when I 'd just got on the Bar,
+a roller dropped back and let my bowsprit down into the sand, and then
+come up quicker'n lightnin' and shouldered the boat over, t' other end
+first, and slung me into the water; and when I come up, I see somethin'
+black, and there was John Wood's boat runnin' by me before the wind with
+a rush--and 'fore I knew an'thing, he had me by the hair by one hand,
+and in his boat, and we was over the Bar. Now, I tell you, a man that
+looks the way I saw him look when I come over the gunwale, face up,
+don't go 'round breakin' in and hookin' things. He hed n't one chance
+in five, and he was a married man, too, with small children. And what's
+more," he added incautiously, "he did n't stop there. When he found out,
+this last spring, that I was goin' to lose my place, he lent me money
+enough to pay the interest that was overdue on the mortgage, of his own
+accord."
+
+And he stopped suddenly.
+
+"You have certainly explained yourself," said the foreman. "I think we
+understand you distinctly."
+
+"There is n't one word of truth in that idea," said Eli, flushing up,
+"and you know it. I 've paid him back every cent. I know him better 'n
+any of you, that's all, and when I know he ain't guilty, I won't say he
+is; and I can set here as long as any other man."
+
+"Lively times some folks 'll hev, when they go home," said a spare
+tin-pedler, stroking his long yellow goatee. "Go into the store: nobody
+speak to you; go to cattle-show: everybody follow you 'round; go to the
+wharf: nobody weigh your fish; go to buy seed-cakes to the cart: baker
+won't give no tick."
+
+"How much does it cost, Mr. Foreman," said the butcher, "for a man 't
+'s obliged to leave town, to move a family out West? I only ask for
+information. I have known a case where a man had to leave--could n't
+live there no longer--wa' n't wanted."
+
+There was a knock. An officer, sent by the judge, inquired whether the
+jury were likely soon to agree.
+
+"It rests with you, sir," said the foreman, looking at Eli.
+
+But Eli sat doggedly with his hands in his pockets, and did not look up
+or speak.
+
+"Say to the judge that I cannot tell," said the foreman.
+
+It was eight o'clock when the officer returned, with orders to take the
+jury across the street to the hotel, to supper. They went out in pairs,
+except that the juryman who was left to fall in with Eli made three
+with the file ahead, and left Eli to walk alone. This was noticed by the
+bystanders. At the hotel, Eli could not eat a mouthful. He was seated
+at one end of the table, and was left entirely out of the conversation.
+When the jury were escorted back to the courthouse, rumors had evidently
+begun to arise from his having walked alone, for there was quite a
+little crowd at the hotel door, to see them. They went as before: four
+pairs, a file of three, and Eli alone. Then the spectators understood
+it.
+
+When the jury were locked into their room again for the night, Mr.
+Eldridge sat down by Eli and lit his pipe.
+
+"I understand," he said, "just how you feel. Now, between you and me,
+there was a good-hearted fellow that kept me out of a bad mess once. I
+'ve never told anybody just what it was, and I don't mean to tell you
+now, but it brought my blood up standing, to find how near I 'd come to
+putting a fine steamer and two hundred and forty passengers under water.
+Well, one day, a year or so after that, this man had a chance to get a
+good ship, only there was some talk against him, that he drank a little.
+Well, the owners told him they wanted to see me, and he come to me, and
+says he, 'Mr. Eldridge, I hope you 'll speak a good word for me; if
+you do, I 'll get the ship, but if they refuse me this one, I 'm dished
+everywhere.' Well, the owners put me the square question, and I had to
+tell 'em. Well, I met him that afternoon on Sacramento Street, as white
+as a sheet, and he would n't speak to me, but passed right by, and that
+night he went and shipped before the mast. That's the last I ever heard
+of him; but I had to do it. Now," he added, "this man 's been good to
+you; but the case is proved, and you ought to vote with the rest of us."
+
+"It ain't proved," said Eli. "The judge said that if any man had a
+reasonable doubt, he ought to hold out. Now, I ain't convinced."
+
+"Well, that 's easy said," replied Mr. Eldridge, a little hotly, and he
+arose, and left him.
+
+The jurymen broke up into little knots, tilted their chairs back, and
+settled into the easiest positions that their cramped quarters allowed.
+Most of them lit their pipes; the captain, and one or two whom he
+honored, smoked fragrant cigars, and the room was soon filled with a
+dense cloud.
+
+Eli sat alone by the window.
+
+"Sometimes sell two at one house," said a lank book-agent, arousing
+himself from a reverie; "once sold three."
+
+"I think the Early Rose is about as profitable as any," said a little
+farmer, with a large circular beard. "I used to favor Jacobs's Seedling,
+but they have n't done so well with me of late years."
+
+"Sometimes," said the book-agent, picking his teeth with a quill, "you
+'ll go to a house, and they 'll say they can't be induced to buy a book
+of any kind, historical, fictitious, or religious; but you just keep on
+talking, and show the pictures--'Grant in Boyhood,' 'Grant a Tanner,'
+Grant at Head-quarters,' 'Grant in the White House,' 'Grant before Queen
+Victoria,' and they warm up, I tell you, and not infrequently buy."
+
+"Do you sell de 'Illustrated Bible'," asked Washington, "wid de
+Hypocrypha?"
+
+"No; I have a more popular treatise--the 'Illustrated History of the
+Bible.' Greater variety. Brings in the surrounding nations, in costume.
+Cloth, three dollars; sheep, three-fifty; half calf, five-seventy-five;
+full morocco, gilt edges, seven-fifty. Six hundred and seven
+illustrations on wood and steel. Three different engravings of Abraham
+alone. Four of Noah,--'Noah before the Flood,' 'Noah Building the
+Ark,' 'Noah Welcoming the Dove,' 'Noah on Ararat,' Steel engraving of
+Ezekiel's Wheel, explaining prophecy. Jonah under the gourd, Nineveh in
+the distance."
+
+Mr. Eldridge and Captain Thomas had drifted into a discussion of
+harbors, and the captain had drawn his chair up to the table, and, with
+a cigar in his mouth, was explaining an ingeniously constructed foreign
+harbor. He was making a rough sketch, with a pen.
+
+"Here is north," he said; "here is the coastline; here are the flats;
+here are the sluicegates; they store the water here, in--"
+
+Some of the younger men had their heads together, in a corner, about
+the tin-pedler, who was telling stories of people he had met in his
+journeys, which brought out repeated bursts of laughter.
+
+In the corner farthest from Eli, a delicate-looking man began to tell
+the butcher about Eli's wife.
+
+"Twelve years ago this fall," he said, "I taught district-school in the
+parish where she lived. She was about fourteen then. Her father was
+a poor farmer, without any faculty. Her mother was dead, and she kept
+house. I stayed there one week, boarding 'round."
+
+"Prob'ly did n't git not much of any fresh meat that week," suggested
+the butcher.
+
+"She never said much, but it used to divert me to see her order around
+her big brothers, just as if she was their mother. She and I got to be
+great friends; but she was a queer piece. One day at school the girls in
+her row were communicating, and annoying me, while the third class
+was reciting in 'First Steps in Numbers,' and I was so incensed that
+I called Lizzie--that's her name--right out, and had her stand up for
+twenty minutes. She was a shy little thing, and set great store by
+perfect marks. I saw that she was troubled a good deal, to have all of
+them looking and laughing at her. But she stood there, with her hands
+folded behind her, and not a smile or a word."
+
+"Look out for a sullen cow," said the butcher.
+
+"I felt afraid I had been too hasty with her, and I was rather sorry I
+had been so decided--although, to be sure, she did n't pretend to deny
+that she had been communicating."
+
+"Of course," said the butcher: "no use lyin' when you 're caught in the
+act."
+
+"Well, after school, she stayed at her desk, fixing her dinner-pail, and
+putting her books in a strap, and all that, till all the rest had gone,
+and then she came up to my desk, where I was correcting compositions."
+
+"Now for music!" said the butcher.
+
+"She had been crying a little. Well, she looked straight in my face, and
+said she, 'Mr. Pollard, I just wanted to say to you that I was n't doing
+anything at all when you called me up;' and off she went. Now, that was
+just like her,--too proud to say a word before the school."
+
+But here his listener's attention was diverted by the voice of the
+book-agent.
+
+"The very best Bible for teachers, of course, is the limp-cover,
+protected edges, full Levant morocco, Oxford, silk-sewed, kid-lined,
+Bishop's Divinity Circuit, with concordance, maps of the Holy Land,
+weights, measures, and money-tables of the Jews. Nothing like having a
+really--"
+
+"And so," said the captain, moving back his chair, "they let on the
+whole head of water, and scour out the channel to a T."
+
+And then he rapped upon the table.
+
+"Gentlemen," he said, "please draw your chairs up, and let us take
+another ballot."
+
+The count resulted as before.
+
+The foreman muttered something which had a scriptural sound. In a few
+moments he drew Mr. Eldridge and two others aside. "Gentlemen," he
+said to them, "I shall quietly divide the jury into watches, under your
+charge: ten can sleep, while one wakes to keep Mr. Smith discussing the
+question. I don't propose to have the night wasted."
+
+And, by one man or another, Eli was kept awake.
+
+"I don't see," said the book-agent, "why you should feel obliged to
+stick it out any longer. Of course, you are under obligations. But you
+'ve done more than enough already, so as that he can't complain of you,
+and if you give in now, everybody 'll give you credit for trying to save
+your friend, on the one hand, and, on the other hand, for giving in to
+the evidence. So you 'll get credit both ways."
+
+An hour later, the tin-pedler came on duty. He had not followed closely
+the story about John Wood's loan, and had got it a little awry.
+
+"Now, how foolish you be," he said, in a confidential tone. "Can't
+you see that if you cave in now, after stan'n' out nine hours"--and
+he looked at a silver watch with a brass chain, and stroked his
+goatee--"nine hours and twenty-seven minutes--that you 've made jest
+rumpus enough so as't he won't dare to foreclose on you, for fear they
+'ll say you went back on a trade. On t' other hand, if you hold clear
+out, he'll turn you out-o'-doors to-morrow, for a blind, so 's to look
+as if there wa' n't no trade between you. Once he gits off, he won't
+know Joseph, you bet! That's what I 'd do," he added, with a sly laugh.
+"Take your uncle's advice."
+
+"The only trouble with that," said Eli, shortly, "is that I don't owe
+him anything."
+
+"Oh," said the pedler; "that makes a difference. I understood you did."
+
+Three o'clock came, and brought Mr. El-dridge. He found Eli worn out
+with excitement.
+
+"Now, I don't judge you the way the others do," said Mr. Eldridge, in a
+low tone, with his hand on Eli's knee. "I know, as I told you, just the
+way you feel. But we can't help such things. Suppose, now, that I had
+kept dark, and allowed to the owners that that man was always sober,
+and I had heard, six months after, of thirty or forty men going to the
+bottom because the captain was a little off his base; and then to think
+of their wives and children at home. We have to do some hard things; but
+I say, do the square thing, and let her slide."
+
+"But I can't believe he 's guilty," said Eli.
+
+"But don't you allow," said Mr. Eldridge, "that eleven men are more sure
+to hit it right than one man?"
+
+"Yes," said Eli, reluctantly, "as a general thing."
+
+"Well, there's always got to be some give to a jury, just as in
+everything else, and you ought to lay right down on the rest of us. It
+is n't as if we were at all squirmish. Now, you know that if you hold
+out, he 'll be tried again."
+
+"Yes, I suppose so."
+
+"Got to be--no other way," said Mr. Eldridge. "Now, the next time, there
+won't be anybody like you to stand out, and the judge 'll know of this
+scrape, and he'll just sock it to him."
+
+Eli turned uneasily in his chair.
+
+"And then it won't be understood in your place, and folks 'll turn
+against you every way, and, what's worse, let you alone."
+
+"I can stand it," said Eli, angrily. "Let 'em do as they like. They
+can't kill me."
+
+"They can kill your wife and break down your children," said Mr.
+Eldridge. "Women and children can't stand it. Now, there's that man they
+were speaking of; he lived down my way. He sued a poor, shiftless fellow
+that had come from Pennsylvania to his daughter's funeral, and had him
+arrested and taken off, crying, just before the funeral begun--after
+they 'd even set the flowers on the coffin; and nobody'd speak to him
+after that--they just let him alone; and after a while his wife took
+sick of it--she was a nice, kindly woman--and she had sort of hysterics,
+and finally he moved off West. And 't was n't long before the woman
+died. Now, you can't undertake to do different from everybody else."
+
+"Well," said Eli, "I know I wish it was done with."
+
+Mr. Eldridge stretched his arms and yawned. Then he began to walk up and
+down, and hum, out of tune. Then he stopped at Captain Thomas's chair.
+
+"Suppose we try a ballot," he said. "He seems to give a little."
+
+In a moment the foreman rapped.
+
+"It is time we were taking another ballot, gentlemen," he said.
+
+The sleepers rose, grumbling, from uneasy dreams.
+
+"I will write 'guilty' on twelve ballots," said the foreman, "and if any
+one desires to write in 'not,' of course he can."
+
+When the hat came to Eli, he took one of the ballots and held it in his
+hand a moment, and then he laid it on the table. There was a general
+murmur. The picture which Mr. El-dridge had drawn loomed up before him.
+But with a hasty hand he wrote in "not," dropped in the ballot, and
+going back to his chair by the window, sat down.
+
+There was a cold wave of silence.
+
+Then Eli suddenly walked up to the foreman and faced him.
+
+"Now," he said, "we 'll stop. The very next turn breaks ground. If you,
+or any other man that you set on, tries to talk to me when I don't want
+to hear, to worry me to death--look out!"
+
+How the long hours wore on! How easy, sometimes, to resist an open
+pressure, and how hard, with the resistance gone, to fight, as one that
+beats the air! How the prospect of a whole hostile town loomed up, in
+a mirage, before Eli! And then the picture rose before him of a long,
+stately bark, now building, whose owner had asked him yesterday to be
+first mate. And if his wife were only well, and he were only free from
+this night's trouble, how soon, upon the long, green waves, he could
+begin to redeem his little home!
+
+And then came Mr. Eldridge, kind and friendly, to have another little
+chat.
+
+Morning came, cold and drizzly. An officer knocked at the door, and
+called out, "Breakfast!" And in a moment, unwashed, and all uncombed,
+except the tin-pedler, who always carried a beard-comb in his pocket,
+they were marched across the street to the hotel.
+
+There were a number of men on the piazza waiting to see them,--jurymen,
+witnesses, and the accused himself, for he was on bail. He had seen the
+procession the night before, and, like the others, had read its meaning.
+
+"Eli knows I would n't do it," he had said to himself, "and he's going
+to hang out, sure."
+
+The jury began to turn from the court-house door. Everybody looked. A
+file of two men, another file, another, another; would there come three
+men, and then one? No; Eli no longer walked alone.
+
+Everybody looked at Wood; he turned sharply away.
+
+But this time the order of march in fact showed nothing, one way or the
+other. It only meant that the judge, who had happened to see the jury
+the night before returning from their supper, had sent for the high
+sheriff in some temper,--for judges are human,--and had vigorously
+intimated that if that statesman did not look after his fool of a
+deputy, who let a jury parade secrets to the public view, he would!
+
+The jury were in their room again. At nine o'clock came a rap, and a
+summons from the court. The prosecuting attorney was speaking with the
+judge when they went in. In a moment he took his seat.
+
+"John Wood!" called out the clerk, and the defendant arose. His attorney
+was not there.
+
+"Mr. Foreman!" said the judge, rising. The jury arose. The silence of
+the crowded courtroom was intense.
+
+"Before the clerk asks you for a verdict, gentlemen," said the judge, "I
+have something of the first importance to say to you, which has but this
+moment come to my knowledge."
+
+Eli changed color, and the whole court-room looked at him.
+
+"There were some most singular rumors, after the case was given to you,
+gentlemen, to the effect that there had been in this cause a criminal
+abuse of justice. It is painful to suspect, and shocking to know,
+that courts and juries are liable ever to suffer by such unprincipled
+practices. After ten years upon the bench, I never witness a conviction
+of crime without pain; but that pain is light, compared with the
+distress of knowing of a wilful perversion of justice. It is a relief
+to me to be able to say to you that such instances are, in my judgment,
+exceedingly rare, and--so keen is the awful searching power of
+truth--are almost invariably discovered."
+
+The foreman touched his neighbor with his elbow. Eli folded his arms.
+
+"As I said," continued the judge, "there were most singular rumors.
+During the evening and the night, rumor, as is often the case, led to
+evidence, and evidence has led to confession and to certainty. And the
+district attorney now desires me to say to you that the chief officer of
+the bank--who held the second key to the safe--is now under arrest for a
+heavy defalcation, which a sham robbery was to conceal, and that you may
+find the prisoner at the bar--not guilty. I congratulate you, gentlemen,
+that you had not rendered an adverse verdict."
+
+"Your Honor!" said Eli, and he cleared his throat, "I desire it to be
+known that, even as the case stood last night, this jury had not agreed
+to convict, and never would have!"
+
+There was a hush, while a loud scratching pen indorsed the record of
+acquittal. Then Wood walked down to the jury-box and took Eli's hand.
+
+"Just what I told my wife all through," he said. "I knew you 'd hang
+out!"
+
+Eli's jury was excused for the rest the of day, and by noon he was in
+his own village, relieved, too, of his most pressing burden: for George
+Cahoon had met him on the road, and told him that he was not going to
+the West, after all, for the present, and should not need his money.
+But, as he turned the bend of the road and neared his house, he felt a
+rising fear that some disturbing rumor might have reached his wife about
+his action on the jury. And, to his distress and amazement, there she
+was, sitting in a chair at the door.
+
+"Lizzie!" he said, "what does this mean? Are you crazy?"
+
+"I'll tell you what it means," she said, as she stood up with a little
+smile and clasped her hands behind her. "This morning it got around and
+came to me that you was standing out all alone for John Wood, and that
+the talk was that they 'd be down on you, and drive you out of town,
+and that everybody pitied _me_,--_pitied me!_ And when I heard that,
+I thought I 'd see! And my strength seemed to come all back, and I got
+right up and dressed myself. And what's more, I 'm going to get well
+now!"
+
+And she did.
+
+
+
+
+
+
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