THE day appointed for the hearing of Captain Corbet’s case was awaited with an excitement which was almost equal to that which had been created by the affair in the attic5. It was to come off at eleven o’clock; but the impatience6 of the boys was not to be restrained, and long before that time they were all out in front of the Academy, gathered together in groups, and discussing the probabilities of the trial. The wall had been removed, and put into the schooner7 for ballast, and carried away. It had been kept for more than a week. That was all undeniable. But, then, on the other hand, it had all been replaced, so that it was better than ever. That was equally undeniable. How, then, could the owner prosecute8? What damage had been done? In fact, the opinion of the boys was, that instead of prosecuting9, he ought to make the school a present of some kind,—say a couple of barrels of apples, in return for their skill and industry in rebuilding his old rickety, tumble-down stone wall. Besides, he had no business to prosecute Captain Corbet. Mr. Long was the guilty party. Why not prosecute him?
On the whole it was a question full of interest, and as the appointed hour drew near, its advent10 created greater and greater excitement.
At a quarter before eleven the door of Dr. Porter’s house opened, and out came Mr. Long, followed by Captain Corbet, while Mr. Simmons and the doctor brought up the rear.
Their appearance was greeted with three rousing cheers by all the boys; and as their respected teachers walked on towards the village, the entire school followed at their heels, in a very irregular, very disorderly, and very noisy procession.
The place where the trial was to come off was about half way between the Academy and Mud Creek11. It was in a small hall which was built for lectures, public gatherings12, tea meetings and so forth13. It was now turned into a court of law, and the awful Rhadamanthus who presided here was a well-known and very popular villager, who, by some singular freak of fortune, had been made a justice of the peace. His name was Pieter Schwab, and he was of Dutch extraction. He was short, round, fat, had a bald head, double chin, gray and somewhat fishy14 eyes, flaxen hair, pudgy hands, thick, wheezy voice; and though born and brought up in the country, he still spoke15 with that musical and mellifluous16 Dutch accent which he had inherited from his ancestors.
As the party from the hill entered, they found Mr. Pieter Schwab, justice of the peace, seated in the chair of justice. The prosecutor17 was there too, with a large number of villagers, who took an intense interest in the case; and when the boys crowded in, the little hall was crammed18.
One cause of the prosecution—indeed, the only cause—lay in a certain kind of hostility19 which existed between the village and the hill. It was a sort of “town and gown” feeling, which was not confined to the village, but spread over the country, and particularly Gaspereaux. It was this feeling which brought the villagers at the present time to the court of Rhadamanthus. Still there was not so much partisanship20 on this occasion as there would have been if the dispute had been directly between the village and the hill; for Captain Corbet was the one who was prosecuted21, and Captain Corbet happened to be a great favorite in the village. The villagers present were therefore very uncertain in their sympathies; they wished the hill to be beaten, but they didn’t want Captain Corbet to suffer. The loss of the Antelope22, which seemed by this time far gone to destruction, excited additional sympathy; and as his venerable form appeared, a murmur23 of friendly feeling went round, and a score of horny hands were stretched out to grasp his.
The suit against Captain Corbet was for the recovery of damages incurred24 by the illegal, violent, malicious25, injurious, felonious, dishonest, malignant26, mischievous27, wanton, secret, forcible, burglarious, and criminal removal of a portion of the stone wall surrounding the potato field of the prosecutor, whereby the said prosecutor had sustained grievous harm and loss. The prosecutor, in setting forth his grievances28, stated that it might have been made a criminal action, but out of kindness to Captain Corbet he had decided29 to make it a civil one, and merely wished to have the losses which he had suffered made good.
The bill of damages was a very heavy one, amounting to no less a sum than five hundred dollars—an amount which poor Captain Corbet could never have paid, and which was perfectly31 preposterous32. The knowledge of this excited a fresh demonstration33 of feeling in favor of the venerable defendant34; and, at length, even before the trial had fairly begun, there was not a villager present who was not heart and soul in favor of Captain Corbet.
The prosecutor brought forward testimony35 to prove damages. His sole testimony consisted of one witness, who was known by the name of Old Zeke—a poor worthless character, whose life vibrated between begging and getting drunk. He swore that on a certain day he happened to be down by the creek, and saw a horse in the field where the fence had been removed.
Mr. Long proceeded to examine this witness. Mr. Long had a singularly keen and acute mind, and the witness was nothing in his hands. Old Zeke in a few minutes became so confused that he could not testify to anything. He said first that the day was Tuesday, then Wednesday, then Thursday, then he wouldn’t be sure but that it might be Friday, then Saturday, and at length he wouldn’t swear but that it might have been Sunday. Finally, he said that he wouldn’t swear to the day at all. After this, he was so pressed by Mr. Long, that he thought that the horse might have been a cow; and then he said he wouldn’t swear that it wasn’t a sheep, or a goat, or a dog. Finally, Mr. Long asked him on his oath if he would swear that it wasn’t a rat, and Old Zeke wouldn’t swear that it wasn’t, a rat.
Old Zeke’s total discomfiture36, however, was nothing to Mr. Long. It was mere30 child’s play. He longed to close with a worthier37 antagonist—with the prosecutor himself. The prosecutor swore that cattle had got into his potato field, and had done damage which he had estimated at over five hundred dollars.
Mr. Long now proceeded to grapple with the prosecutor.
Could he prove damages to the extent of five hundred dollars? He could, all? And how? Could he prove that any cattle had got in? Had he himself seen any cattle? No. No? Who, then, had seen them? Old Zeke. Old Zeke? Very good.
Would the prosecutor be kind enough to state which of the cattle that Old Zeke had seen had done the damage? Was it Old Zeke’s rat!
At this a roar of laughter arose from the spectators, who were now in the highest state of excitement.
And what might have been the value of the potatoes planted there,—or how much would it cost to replant them? Two dollars, or twenty? Over how much ground had Old Zeke’s rat gone, and how many potatoes had Old Zeke’s rat eaten? Would he swear that Old Zeke’s rat wouldn’t have eaten the potatoes even if the wall had been standing38? Would he swear that it was possible for any one rat, in five or six days, to eat up five hundred dollars’ worth of potatoes?
In a short time the prosecutor had got into an awful state of wrath39 and confusion. But Mr. Long was merciless, and had made up his mind not to spare him. So he rang the changes on Old Zeke’s rat and the potatoes till all the assembly were convulsed with laughter, and the prosecutor was purple with fury and bewilderment.
Then Mr. Long changed his tone to one of greater seriousness. Alluding40 to the prosecutor’s oath; that the damage had amounted to five hundred dollars, he questioned him with merciless severity as to how he had made that estimate.
Had he dug up the potatoes to see if they had been injured?
No.
Had he ploughed up the field and sowed it again?
No.
The field remained, then, as it had been planted?
Yes.
On his oath, did he, or did he not, expect a crop of potatoes?
Yes.
How much was planted?
One acre.
How much would be raised?
About a hundred bushels.
How much would they fetch?
About fifty dollars.
Making allowance for expenses of digging, what would be the value?
About forty dollars.
All these replies were wrung41 out from the prosecutor only by extreme pressure. He felt that he was in a bad position, and struggled hard against it. His face grew red, and big drops of perspiration42 rolled down over his forehead.
“Forty dollars!” Mr. Long thundered out. “And yet you swear to five hundred dollars’ damage. You prosecute an aged43, a virtuous44, and an estimable fellow-citizen, and you dare to take an oath against him to such a frightful45 untruth! What is this? Is it malice46, or what? But if malice, what is there that could ever have been done against you by one so simple-hearted and so true and honest as Captain Corbet?”
All this produced a tremendous effect, on the spectators, on the prosecutor, and on Rhadamanthus.
But now Mr. Long came down harder than ever upon the unfortunate prosecutor. He declared himself ready to prove that Captain Corbet never took away the stone fence at all.
This was easily done.
First, every one of the boys was summoned to give his simple statement of the facts. The whole truth came out, and it was clearly shown that Captain Corbet must have been in total ignorance of the whole transaction. To the testimony of the boys was added that of Mr. Simmons; and he, with all the rest, alluded47 in touching48 terms to the occupation of the captain while the stone wall was disappearing. Stone walls? Captain Corbet? He touch them? Why, he was nursing his baby at home all the time!
As the boys came forward, one by one, Captain Corbet looked at them, and listened in eager attention, with a smile of love on his meek49 and venerable face. As they spoke of his absence from the scene, that smile broadened into one of deeper affection; but finally, as they spoke of his occupation, of his home, of that morning when they found him there with his baby, it was too much. His heart beat fast,—a flood of tender recollections thronged50 into his memory,—tears started to his eyes.
But what could he do?
Nothing.
He could only grasp the hands of those who stood nearest, and wring51 them, and murmur broken words:—
“Yes, sir. That’s so. That’s all gospel truth. It’s jest so. I wasn’t nigh the schewner. It was the babby. Him it was. I was a nussin of him, an a feedin of him, an a singin an a hummin to him. An I knowed nothin more about that thar stone wall than the man in the mune.”
And all these words of Captain Corbet, together with the simple statements of the boys, combined to strengthen the convictions of the villagers that the poor captain was a deeply injured man.
Now, of all these circumstances which tended to establish Captain Corbet’s perfect freedom from all possible blame, Mr. Long was not neglectful of a single one. He gathered them all up in his mind, and after all the witnesses had been examined, prepared to hurl52 them with tremendous force at the head of the miserable53, and now almost panic-stricken, prosecutor.
Mr. Long was a man of magnificent presence—-tall, leonine in aspect, and impressive in manner; he joined to these advantages a wonderful acuteness of thought, and a copious54 flow of eloquent language. Besides, he was stung by the cowardly act of the prosecutor, who attacked poor Captain Corbet, instead of attacking himself, who was the real culprit, if there were any culprit; and so he determined55 to read that man a lesson which he would always remember, and prepared to pour out all the full vials of his wrath upon his miserable head. No damage whatever had been done, or could have been done. And yet this man tried to ruin Captain Corbet out of petty spite. That was enough for Mr. Long.
He began by a severe review of the prosecutor’s statements, and a still more severe criticism of his charges for damages. Old Zeke’s rat was once more brought out for the benefit of the village audience, and light jesting was mingled56 with scathing57 denunciation. Old Zeke himself did not escape, and Mr. Long asked his hearers to judge what kind of a cause it was, which had need of such a witness.
Then he showed the enormous difference between the utmost value of the potatoes, even if all were spoiled, and the charge made by the prosecutor. The fact that the prosecutor had sworn to five hundred dollars’ damage was enlarged upon in indignant language, which accused that prosecutor of nothing less than perjury58.
Then, taking all these facts together, he sought for a motive59, and could find nothing else than extreme avarice60 or excessive malignity61. And against whom? Against Captain Corbet, one of our oldest, most virtuous, most respected, and most venerable citizens; one whose character had never before been impeached62; one who was loved and revered63 by all; who never had a quarrel, who had never made an enemy, and who had never stood in a court of law before until this day.
At this there was an immense sensation. The boys and the villagers mingled together in crowding near to Captain Corbet, in order to show their sympathy with his unmerited woes64.
“And who was Captain Corbet,” he asked, at length, “against whom this ruinous charge had been made?” This was a question full of interest, for it led him to consider the character of the defendant. He alluded to his many virtues65, his reputation, his popularity; he touched also, in gentle terms, upon his recent loss in the destruction of the Antelope; and by skilfully66 intermingling the excellences67 of Captain Corbet with his afflictions, he excited still more the commiseration68 of his hearers.
Finally, he considered the testimony as to the actual occupation of Captain Corbet while the fence was being taken away.
“He knew nothing whatever about it,” said Mr. Long,—“absolutely nothing. He was not there. He was far away. Where was he? Where was this man who has been, charged with being a trespasser69 and a thief? Where was this man who has been accused of removing his neighbor’s landmarks70, and laying waste his neighbor’s fields? Where?”
Mr. Long paused for a moment, and his eyes looked all around over the crowd, and finally settled upon the frightened face of the unhappy prosecutor.
“Where was he?” repeated Mr. Long.
Again he paused, perhaps with a slight feeling of regard for the poor prosecutor; perhaps, on the other hand, with a desire to make his speech more effective; perhaps carried away by his own eloquence71, and merely seeking the most appropriate language with which to clothe his vehement72 thoughts; perhaps because he faltered73 for an instant before he should say what was in his mind to say.
“Where was he?” he repeated once more. “Where? Why, all the time far away from the schooner, from the wharf74, and from the stone wall; ignorant of everything that was going on; thinking of far different things—seated in his own house, on his own chair, by his own fireside. Yes, alone; and engaged in what I have heard him call a parent’s fondest joy! Not stealing arway a stone wall! No! but administering, in the seclusion75 of his own home, to the necessities of his offspring,—supplying nutriment to his—ah—infant—ah—in fact,—ah—nursing with his own hands—his—ah—his baby!”
Mr. Long stopped abruptly76. He saw Captain Corbet making a violent effort to get near to him; but he avoided him, and the venerable navigator had to pour out his feelings to others who stood nearer.
The end of it all was, that the case was dismissed, and the prosecutor had to pay costs—though that was not much.
And Captain Corbet was for a short time the hero of the village and of the hill. As he came forth they all cheered him with united voices; and about two hundred, consisting of men and boys, shook hands with him.
And all the boys marched along with him nearly all the way to his home.
And then they went to the hill, and spent the remainder of the day in discussing the famous trial.
And every one of them, from Bruce down to the smallest boy of the primary department, was in a state of frenzy77 about Captain Corbet and Mr. Long.
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