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to run their business; I’ve got as much as I can say grace
over to attend to my own business. And you go out there,
now, and bring in Julius Fisher and a photographer, and.
all these people, and try. to prove this negro Albert Mc-
Knight lied, and by the mere movement of that sideboard,
which Mrs, Selig in her evidence says, even, every time
they swept it was put just exactly back in the same place,
—then you try to break down Albert MeKnight’s evidence
with that. Why, gentlemen, Albert says that that sideboard
had been moved, and you know it had been moved, and Al-
bert McKnight stood, not where these gentlemen sought to
put him, but at @ place where he could see this man Frank,
who came home, there sometimes, as Albert says, between one
and two o’clock, after he had murdered the girl, and didn’t
eat his dinner, but hurried back to the factory to keep his en-
gagement with Jim Conley, who had promised to come back
and burn her body in the furnace.

You tell me that Albert would have told that lie? You
tell me that Albert’s wife, in the presence of Albert and
Craven and Pickett, honorable, upright men, who worked
for the Beck & Gregg Company, the same firm that Albert
McKnight works at,—and do you tell me that George Gor-
don, a man who poses as an attorney, who wants to pro-
tect the rights of his client, as he would have you see, sat
there in that presence and allowed this woman, for her hus-
band, to put her fist to a paper and swear to it which would
consign her to the penitentiary? I tell you that that thing
never happened, and the reason Minola McKnight made
that affidavit, corroborating this man, her husband, Albert,
sustained as she is by the Seligs, biased and prejudiced and
willing to protect their son-in-law as they were, is because
it was the embodiment of the truth and nothing but the
truth; and as honest, unprejudiced, unbiased men, you
know it.

And you kmow he didn’t eat anything in that dining
room, yes, I know he didn’t eat. “Don’t you know you
can’t sit in that dining room,” says Mr. Arnold, “‘and don't