THE JURY.
To call them twelve trees would be nothing unkind;
They were crooked and green; they were swayed by the wind.
To an assistant district attorney who proved nothing but his own desire for notoriety and his ability to make a noise and keep the Court of Appeals busy. Those who heard him sum up the first important case he ever had, and the one on which rests his reputation (for brutality and unfairness), may remember and see the application to a certain part of his closing address:
He persecutes the charming “Bell,”
His “brazen tongue” has now full “swing,”
With clamorous lies he “told” this “knell,”
Produce, produce, produce the—“ring.”