"Yes, sir."
"But they didn't mind it?"
"No; they said I wouldn't mind it after awhile."
"Did Floyd seem to mind it, when you saw him after these 'quarrels,' as you call them?"
"I didn't notice."
"Will you, upon reflection, swear that these quarrels were anything more than frank, warm discussions, misunderstood by you at the time, but such as any two men of independent mold and opposite views might indulge in?"
The witness was greatly puzzled.
"Well, I can't say. It was pretty loud talking, that was all."
The redirect by Badger brought out nothing new for the government's case. It was felt that their attempt to show strained relations between uncle and nephew was no great success. But the next witness was looked to curiously. He gave his name and position as James L. Carberry, secretary of Bricklayers' council No. 31, C. L. U. He was a powerful man, with a conspicuously well-filled sleeve, suggesting that mighty flexed arm, grasping a mallet, which is the workingman's favorite symbol. But the low brow hinted at a degree of honest dullness. While Carberry was taking the stand Badger asked leave to submit a newspaper clipping to the jury.
"This bears upon the point we shall now endeavor to prove, your honors—namely, the anti-social opinions of the accused."