He characterized the continued rulings against him as not only unjust but foolish; and, figuratively speaking, he pealed the Court
from head to foot.
I shall never forget the scene.
had the crowd, a portion of the bar, and the jury with him. He knew that fact, and it, together with the belief that injustice had been done him, nerved him to a feeling of desperation.
He was wrought up to the point of madness.
When a man of large heart and head is wrought up and mad, as the old adage runs, “he's mad all over.”
had studied up the points involved, but knowing full well the calibre of the judge, relied mostly on the moral effect of his personal bearing and influence.
He was alternately furious and eloquent, pursuing the Court
with broad facts and pointed inquiries in marked and rapid succession.
I remember he made use of this homely incident in illustration of some point: “In early days a party of men went out hunting for a wild boar.
But the game came upon them unawares, and scampering away they all climbed the trees save one, who, seizing the animal by the ears, undertook to hold him, but despairing of success cried out to his companions in the trees, ‘For God's sake, boys, come down and help me let go.’
” The prosecution endeavored to break him down or even “head him off,” but all to no purpose.
His masterly arraignment of law and facts had so effectually badgered the judge that, strange as it may seem, he pretended to see the error in his former position, and finally reversed his decision in Lincoln
The latter saw his triumph, and