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EDWARD D. WORRELL. 99

eution, You do not find it a0 when left to himself. You see
that, Broft away, he is always Worrell, conspicuously Wor-
rell, without an alias. But little can attach to the fact if it
were otherwise. The moment you assign a motive, a rational
motive, to the change of name, you show the insanity of
action, by a series of acts irreconcilable with that motive.
Did he change his name to avoid detection? Then why wear
seven rings on his fingerst Why wear the watch of Gordon?
Why keep his saddlebagat Why not throw them into a river?
Why wear his gloves? Why cling to the speaking boot? Why
take and keep the receipt? Why preserve the frame of the
daguerrotype? Why spend four days at Vineennest Why
cherish and cling to the evidences of his crime? Why draw
upon himself the, universal eye by 4 notoriety of travel past
all parallelf Why wear the military pants and the capt
Why show his pistol? Why the words, ‘‘that is Gordon’s
wateh and those are his saddlebagst’’ Why the hearty and
willing recognition of Gould, of the landlord of St. Louis, of
Hutchinson, of Taylor, of the man to whom he sold the horse
in Montgomery ¢

I defy ingenuity to explain his conduct by any test of
sanity known among men. Did he wish detection? Did he
desire to be brought to justice! Was he inspired by that
false heroism which courts a public execution, an ignominious
death upon the scaffold? Such proclaim their guilt with os-
tentation. Even the prosecution impute to him no such guilty
glory. Mr. Gale tells you the purpose of the prisoner, and
his calculation was to employ me and escape justice through
my imputed necromancy! If that were true, it would fur-
nish decisive proof of his inaanity. I have said there was
time while he lay in bed at Dover for Couzins to see his tat-
toced arm; but in all time of his travel from the seene of the
homicide to his arrest, there was no time when any observer
could see in Worrell any sclicitude, any anxiety, any pertur-
bation of soul, any indication of remorse.

The circuit attorney wonders how he could listen unmoved
to the words of the negro at St. Charles, which brought the
dead body of Gordon to his eyes. He is amazed that with

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