Acquittal Creates Thrilling Scenes.
These were the scenes which attended the rendition of the Dora McDonald verdict:
"Bring in the jury," said Judge Brentano, as he dropped into the big leather-upholstered chair behind the bench.
Bradley was waiting for the word at the door to the Judge's right. Looking very solemn and sphinx-like, the twelve men filed in and took their usual places.
At the same time Mrs. McDonald came through the corridor from the custodian's room, accompanied by her nurse, Miss A. K. Beck. Miss Beck was trembling, but there was not a tremor in Mrs. McDonald's hands or a movement of the facial muscles to indicate that she felt the least excitement.
Attorney Norden pulled out her armchair for her and pushed it under her again as she sat down. Every man in the courtroom felt a choke in his throat, but if Mrs. McDonald felt it she gave no evidence of it.
"Gentlemen," said the judge, turning toward the jury, "have you agreed upon a verdict?"
At first there was no answer, and the judge had to repeat the question. That interval was like a lapse of a week or a month.
Mrs. McDonald, who had not been asked to rise, sat facing the jury and looking straight at them. She considered it only polite to keep awake and to forego those beloved "dreams" of hers in honor of the verdict, whatever it might be.