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LEO M. FRANE. 319

is that they had only cob-webs, cob-webs, weak and flimsy cir-
cumstances against those men, and the circumstances were
inconsistent with the theory of guilt and consistent with some
other hypothesis.

But as to this man, you have got cables, strong, so strong
that even the ability, the eombined ability of the erudite Ar-
nold and the dynamic Roeser couldn’t ‘break them or disturb
them.

Circumstantial evidence is just as good as any other kind,
when it’s the right kind. It’s a poor edse of circumstantial
evidence against Newt Lee; it’s no case against that long-
legged Gantt from the hills of Cobb. But against this man,
oh, a perfect, a perfect case. And yon stood up here and
dealt in generalities as to perjury and corruption; it ian’t
worth a cent unless you put your finger on the specific in-
stances, and here it is in black and white, committed in the
presence of this jury, after he had already said that he wrote
the financial sheet Saturday morning, and at your suggestion,
he turned around and swore to the contrary.

Yet my friend Schiff aaye—no, I take that back—Schiff
kaya, with the stenographer gone, with Frank behind in hia
work, that he went home and slept all day, and didn’t get up
what he called the ‘‘dahta’’—well, he’s a Joe Darter, that’s.
what Schiff iz. It never happened, it never happened, with
that financial sheet that Saturday morning, but if it did, it
wouldn’t prove anything. He may have the nerve of an Oscar
‘Wilde, ha may have been cool, when nobody was there to
accuse him, and it isn’t at all improbable, if he didn’t have
the ‘‘dahta’”’ in the morning, for him to have sat there and
deliberately written that financial sheet.

Do you tell me that Frank, when the factory closed at
twelve o'clock Saturdays, with as charming a wife as he poa-
sesses, with baseball—the college graduate, the head of the
B’nai ‘Brith, the man who loved to play cards and mix with
friends, wonld spend his Saturday afternoons using this
“data”? that Schiff got up for him, when he could do it Sat-
urday morning? No, air. Miss Meming told the truth up un-

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