The Saga of Henry Plummer Book 2 by Sven Skaar (PH 3-2) (1959-1960) (49 pages)

Our apsle gies for this 00K. Clippings were given fo a8 after rt was care Fu lly baund, and Wwe dried ty Lt thew [nto place. Sears bhrstavical Ai'brary Murder Charge Faces Plumer; Gets No Bail Billy Mayfield remained in his seat as the courtroom emptied, too shocked to move. Through a haze he saw Sheriff Boring nervously put his hand on Henry Plumer’s arm to lead him: to jail, although there was a smile about Boring’s mouth, a ‘thin smile of satisfaction. Now, “with the hearing at an end, Henry's face was once more inscrutable; he behaved not at all as a man who might just have heard the first words of his death-sentence. Mayfield Shocked The unfolding of the case, its piecing together by the district attorney until the truth stood unshakable against Henry’s fabrications, had shocked Billy May-. field; but it shocked him more to realize that Henry had, from the first, withheld the truth from him also. Mayfield thought: that was indeed a hell of a friendship. Well, two could play that game. He must hurry and get his money for the bail returned, before Justice Clark changed his mind and allowed bail again. Defense Attorney David Belden also felt betrayed and humiliated. He scooped his notes and papers from the counselors’ table and crammed them into his briefcase; feeling most angry at himself for having implicitly trusted his client. He stomped over to the county jail to have a talk with Plumer. “Why did you lie to me," he demanded when he stood in Henry's cell. “Sit down, Dave,” Henry pointed to the edge of his cot. “Why did you lie?” “Would you have known the. difference if the old goat, Clark, had acted as I expected him to?” “That's not the point. Had I} known the truth I wouldn’t have}; made an ass of myself, I would've built the case to prove manslaughter. Now it looks as if you're facing a charge of premeditated murder.” “Have you come ‘to say you're; washing your hands of the case?” Belden did not answer at once. ‘ Lawyer’s Dream 1 “well,” continued Plume: without waiting, “If you do, yo aren’t half as smart as I thought Man, my case ought to be a be ginning criminal lawyer's dream. seek delays, new trials and hearings; throw it from pillar t post, from court to court anc back again; smother them with motions and applications and appeals till the meat of the case is so buried in technicalities that a juryman will feel like a bloody murderer if he condemns me to the gallows; reach his damned sentimentality and squeeze it till the tears run down his stupid face.” He paused, ‘Or quit and throw away a chance of your lifetime.” “J didn’t come to say I’m quitting,” said Belden. “I came to say that I'll try to save your life; and, also that if, in spite of that you’re hanged, I'll feel no regret. I also came to warn you. I will quit if I discover you tampering with the Grand Jury, and I'll make public my reason for quitting.” 1 “As ‘long as we understand each other---’’ said Plumer. They sat a while without speak-}} ing. At last Plumer said, ‘On. ’ your way downtown, Dave, will you tell Mayfield to bring me a roast quail and a bottle of champagne for supper. Oh, yes, and my razor and clean clothes.” Why Not Run? Billy Mayfield was packing the dirty dishes into the basket Plumer leaned back on his cot and lit a cigar. “Why do you keep up this’ playacting, Henry?” said May-' field. “Are you going to ~stay here and wait for ’em to nail) you? You could be out of here if you put your mind to it. Say the word, and I'll have a good horse waiting down at the sta-, ble; you could escape to Salt, Lake City in no time at all.”’.

Our apsle gies for this 00K. Clippings were given fo a8 after rt was care Fu lly baund, and Wwe dried ty Lt thew [nto place. Sears bhrstavical Ai'brary Murder Charge Faces Plumer; Gets No Bail Billy Mayfield remained in his seat as the courtroom emptied, too shocked to move. Through a haze he saw Sheriff Boring nervously put his hand on Henry Plumer’s arm to lead him: to jail, although there was a smile about Boring’s mouth, a ‘thin smile of satisfaction. Now, “with the hearing at an end, Henry's face was once more inscrutable; he behaved not at all as a man who might just have heard the first words of his death-sentence. Mayfield Shocked The unfolding of the case, its piecing together by the district attorney until the truth stood unshakable against Henry’s fabrications, had shocked Billy May-. field; but it shocked him more to realize that Henry had, from the first, withheld the truth from him also. Mayfield thought: that was indeed a hell of a friendship. Well, two could play that game. He must hurry and get his money for the bail returned, before Justice Clark changed his mind and allowed bail again. Defense Attorney David Belden also felt betrayed and humiliated. He scooped his notes and papers from the counselors’ table and crammed them into his briefcase; feeling most angry at himself for having implicitly trusted his client. He stomped over to the county jail to have a talk with Plumer. “Why did you lie to me," he demanded when he stood in Henry's cell. “Sit down, Dave,” Henry pointed to the edge of his cot. “Why did you lie?” “Would you have known the. difference if the old goat, Clark, had acted as I expected him to?” “That's not the point. Had I} known the truth I wouldn’t have}; made an ass of myself, I would've built the case to prove manslaughter. Now it looks as if you're facing a charge of premeditated murder.”

“Have you come ‘to say you're; washing your hands of the case?” Belden did not answer at once. ‘ Lawyer’s Dream 1 “well,” continued Plume: without waiting, “If you do, yo aren’t half as smart as I thought Man, my case ought to be a be ginning criminal lawyer's dream. seek delays, new trials and hearings; throw it from pillar t post, from court to court anc back again; smother them with motions and applications and appeals till the meat of the case is so buried in technicalities that a juryman will feel like a bloody murderer if he condemns me to the gallows; reach his damned sentimentality and squeeze it till the tears run down his stupid face.” He paused, ‘Or quit and throw away a chance of your lifetime.” “J didn’t come to say I’m quitting,” said Belden. “I came to say that I'll try to save your life; and, also that if, in spite of that you’re hanged, I'll feel no regret. I also came to warn you. I will quit if I discover you tampering with the Grand Jury, and I'll make public my reason for quitting.” 1 “As ‘long as we understand each other---’’ said Plumer. They sat a while without speak-}} ing. At last Plumer said, ‘On. ’ your way downtown, Dave, will you tell Mayfield to bring me a roast quail and a bottle of champagne for supper. Oh, yes, and my razor and clean clothes.” Why Not Run? Billy Mayfield was packing the dirty dishes into the basket Plumer leaned back on his cot and lit a cigar. “Why do you keep up this’ playacting, Henry?” said May-' field. “Are you going to ~stay here and wait for ’em to nail) you? You could be out of here if you put your mind to it. Say the word, and I'll have a good horse waiting down at the sta-, ble; you could escape to Salt, Lake City in no time at all.”’.