The prisoner, that is myself, was placed in the dock, and the following
Jury sworn (after the usual challenging):-
PHILLIP BRAGG, Gore-street, Farmer,
ALEXANDER BARTHOLOMEW, Brighton-road, Joiner,
JAMES BLACK, Greville-street, Butcher,
CHARLES BUTT, Lennox-street, Carpenter,
THOMAS BELL, Lennox-street, Carpenter,
FREDERICK BAINES, Richmond-road, Painter,
CHARLES BELFORD, Kew, Gardener,
WILLIAM BROADHURST, Wellington-street, Grocer,
JOSEPH BERRY, Hawthorne, Farmer,
DAVID BOYLE, Kew, Gardener,
WILLIAM BARNETT, Heidelberg, Gardener,
JOHN BATES, Rowena-street, Baker.
'Brava gente. Dio vi benedica. Mio Fratello desidera veder ciascuno
di Voi, nella nostra Bella Itallia.'
For the first time in my life (37 years old), I was placed in a felon's
dock, and before a British jury.
The first glance I gave to the foreman made me all serene. I was sure
that the right man was in the right place.
JAMES MACPHERSON GRANT, my attorney for the defence, was 'all there.'
RICHARD DAVIS IRELAND, barrister, my counsel, was heavy with thunder.
Thick, sound, robust, round-headed as he is, the glance of his eyes is
irresistible. A pair of bushy whiskers frame in such a shrewd forehead,
astute nose, thundering mouth; that one had better keep at a respectful
distance from drakes. His whole head and strong-built frame tell that he
is ready to settle at once with anybody; either with the tongue or with
the fist.
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