Tom Burke Of "Ours" Volume Ii Part 56

"Of my career in that country it is needless that I should speak; it can neither throw light upon the events which preceded it, nor have any interest for the court My commission as a captain of the Imperial Hussars may, however, testify the position that I occupied; while the certificate of the minister of war on the back will show that I quitted the service voluntarily, and with honor."

"The court would advise you, sir," said the judge, "not to advert to circ.u.mstances which, while they contribute nothing to your exculpation, may have a very serious effect on the minds of the jury against you.

Have you any witnesses to call?"

"None, my lord."

A pause of some minutes ensued, when the only sounds in the court were the whispering tones of Crofts's voice, as he said something into his counsel's ear. The lawyer rose.

"My task, my lords," said he, "is a short one. Indeed, in all probability, I need not trouble either your lords.h.i.+ps or the jury with an additional word on a case where the evidence so conclusively establishes the guilt of the accused, and where attempt to contradict it has been so abortive. Never, perhaps, was a story narrated within the walls of a court so full of improbable--might I not almost say impossible--events, as that of the prisoner."

He then recapitulated, with rapid but accurate detail, the princ.i.p.al circ.u.mstances of my story, bestowing some brief comment on each as he went. He sneered at the account of the struggle, and turned the whole description of the contest with Crofts into ridicule,--calling on the jury to bestow a glance on the manly strength and vigorous proportions of his client, and then remember the age of his antagonist,--a boy of fourteen.

"I forgot, gentlemen (I ask your pardon), he confesses to one ally,--this famous piper. I really did hope that was a name we had done with forever. I indulged the dream, that among the memories of an awful period this was never to recur; but unhappily the expectation was delusive. The fellow is brought once more before us; and perhaps, for the first time in his long life of iniquity, charged with a crime he did not commit." In a few sentences he explained that a large reward was at that very moment offered for the apprehension of Darby, who never would have ventured under any disguise to approach the capital, much less trust himself within the walls of a barrack.

"The tissue of wild and inconsistent events which the prisoner has detailed as following the a.s.sault, deserves no attention at my hands.

Where was this house? What was the street? Who was this doctor of which he speaks? And the sick man, how was he called?"

"I remember his name well; it is the only one I remember among all I heard," said I, from the dock.

"Let us hear it, then," said the lawyer, half contemptuously.

"Daniel Fortescue was the name he was called by."

Scarcely was the name uttered by me, when Crofts leaned back in his seat and became pale as death; while, stretching out his hand, he took hold of the lawyer's gown and drew him towards him. For a second or two he continued to speak with rapid utterance in the advocate's ear; and then covering his face with his handkerchief, leaned his head on the rail before him.

"It is necessary, my lords," said the lawyer, "that I should explain the reason of my client's emotion, and at the same time unveil the baseness which has dictated this last effort of the prisoner, if not to injure the reputation, to wound the feelings, of my client. The individual whose name has been mentioned was the half brother of my client; and whose unhappy connection with the disastrous events of the year '98 involved him in a series of calamities which ended in his death, which took place in the year 1800, but some months earlier than the circ.u.mstance which we now are investigating. The introduction of this unhappy man's name was, then, a malignant effort of the prisoner to insult the feelings of my client, on which your lords.h.i.+ps and the jury will place its true value."

A murmur of disapprobation ran through the crowded court as these words were spoken; but whether directed against me or against the comment of the lawyer I could not determine; nor, such was the confusion I then felt, could I follow the remainder of the advocate's address with anything like clearness. At last he concluded; and the chief justice, after a whispered conversation with his brethren of the bench, thus began:--

"Gentlemen of the jury, the case which you have this day to try, to my mind presents but one feature of doubt and difficulty. The great fact for your consideration is, to determine to which of two opposite and conflicting testimonies you will accord your credence. On the one side you have the story of the prosecutor, a man of position and character, high in the confidence of honorable men, and invested with all the attributes of rank and station; on the other, you have a narrative strongly coherent in some parts, equally difficult to account for in others, given by the prisoner, whose life, even by his own showing, has none of those recommendations to your good opinions which are based on loyalty and attachment to the const.i.tution of these realms. Both testimonies are unsupported by any collateral evidence. The prosecutor's regiment is in India, and the only witnesses he could adduce are many thousand miles off. The prisoner appeals also to the absent, but with less of reason; for if we could call this man, M'Keown, before us,--if, I say, we had this same Darby M'Keown in court--"

A tremendous uproar in the hall without drowned the remainder of the sentence; and although the crier loudly proclaimed silence, and the bench twice interposed its authority to enforce it, the tumult continued, and eventually extended within the court itself, where all semblance of respect seemed suddenly annihilated.

"If this continues one moment longer," exclaimed the chief justice, "I will commit to Newgate the very first disorderly person I can discover."

The threat, however, did but partially calm the disturbance, which, in a confused murmur, prevailed from the benches of the counsel to the very galleries of the court.

"What means this?" said the judge, in a voice of anger. "Who is it that dares to interfere with the administration of justice here?"

"A witness,--a witness, my lord," called out several voices from the pa.s.sage of the court; while a crowd pushed violently forward, and came struggling onwards till the leading figures were pressed over the inner bar.

Again the judge repeated his question, while he made a signal for the officer of the court to approach him.

"'Tis me, my lord," shouted a deep-toned voice from the middle of the crowd. "Your lords.h.i.+p was asking for Darby M'Keown, and it isn't himself's ashamed of the name!"

A perfect yell of approval broke from the ragged mob, which now filled every avenue and pa.s.sage of the court, and even jammed up the stairs and the entrance halls. And now, raised upon the shoulders of the crowd, Darby appeared, borne aloft in triumph; his broad and daring face, bronzed with sun and weather, glowed with a look of reckless effrontery, which no awe of the court nor any fear for himself was able to repress.

Of my own sensations while this scene was enacting I need not speak; and as I gazed at the weather-beaten features of the hardy piper, it demanded every effort of my reason to believe in the testimony of my eyesight. Had he come back from death itself the surprise would scarcely have been greater. Meanwhile the tumult was allayed; and the lawyers on either side--for, now that a glimmer of hope appeared, my advocate had entered with spirit on his duties--were discussing the admissibility of evidence at the present stage of the proceedings. This point being speedily established in my favor, another and a graver question arose: how far the testimony of a convicted felon--for such the lawyer at once called Darby--could be received as evidence.

Cases were quoted and authorities shown to prove that such cannot be heard as witnesses,--that they are among those whom the law p.r.o.nounces infamous and unworthy of credit; and while the lawyer continued to pour forth on this topic a perfect ocean of arguments, he was interrupted by the court, who affirmed the opinion, and concurred in his view of the case.

"It only remains, then, my lord," said my counsel, "for the Crown to establish the ident.i.ty of the individual--"

"Nothing easier," interposed the other.

"I beg pardon; I was about to add,--and produce the record of his conviction."

This last seemed a felling blow; for although the old lawyer never evinced here or at any other time the slightest appearance of discomfiture at any opposition, I could see by the puckering of the deep lines around his mouth that he felt vexed and annoyed by this new suggestion.

An eager and animated discussion ensued, in which my advocate was a.s.sisted by the advice of some senior counsel; and again the point was ruled in my favor, and Darby M'Keown was desired to mount the table.

It required all the efforts of the various officers of the court to repress another outbreak of mob enthusiasm at the decision; for already the trial had a.s.sumed a feature perfectly distinct from any common infraction of the law. Its political bearing had long since imparted a character of party warfare to the whole proceeding; and while Sir Montague Crofts found his well-wishers among the better dressed and more respectable persons present, a much more numerous body of supporters claimed me as their own, and in defiance of all the usages and solemnity of the place, did not scruple to bestow on me looks and even words of encouragement at every stage of the trial. Darby's appearance was the climax of this popular enthusiasm. There were few who had not seen, or at least heard of, the celebrated piper in times past. His daring infraction of the law; his reputed skill in evading detection; his acquaintance with every clew and circ.u.mstance of the late rebellion; the confidence he enjoyed among all the leaders--had made him a hero in a land where such qualities are certain of obtaining their due estimation.

And now, the reckless effrontery of his presence as a witness in a court of justice while the sentence of transportation still hung over him, was a claim to admiration none refused to acknowledge.

His air and demeanor as he took his seat on the table seemed an acknowledgment of the homage rendered him: for though, as he placed his worn and ragged hat beside his feet, and stroked down his short black hair on his forehead, a careless observer might have suspected him of feeling awed and abashed by the presence in which he sat, one more conversant with his countrymen would have detected in the quiet leer of his roguish black eye, and a certain protrusion of his thick under lip, that Darby was as perfectly at his ease there as the eminent judge was who now fixed his eyes upon him. A short, but not disrespectful nod was the only notice he bestowed on me; and then concealing his joined hands within his sleeves, and drawing his legs back beneath the chair, he a.s.sumed that att.i.tude of mock humility your least bashful Irishman is so commonly fond of.

The veteran barrister was meanwhile surveying the witness with the peculiar scrutiny of his caste: he looked at him through his spectacles, and then he stared at him above them; he measured him from head to foot, his eye dwelling on every little circ.u.mstance of his dress or demeanor, as though to catch some clew to his habits of thinking or acting.

Never did a matador survey the brawny animal with which he was about to contend in skill or strength with more critical ac.u.men than did the lawyer regard Darby the Blast. Nor was the object of this examination unaware of it; very far from this, indeed. He seemed pleased by the degree of attention bestowed on him, and felt all the flattery such notice conveyed; but while doing so, you could only detect his satisfaction in an occasional sidelong look of drollery, which, brief and fleeting as it was, had still a numerous body of admirers through the court, whose muttered expressions of "Divil fear ye, Darby! but ye 're up to them any day;" or "Faix! 't is himself cares little about them!" showed they had no lack of confidence in the piper.

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"Your name is M'Keown, sir?" said the lawyer, with that abruptness which so often succeeds in oversetting the balance of a witness's self-possession. "Yes, sir; Darby M'Keown." "Did you ever go by any other than this?" "They do call me 'Darby the Blast' betimes, av that 'a a name."

"Is that the only other name you have been called by?" "I misremember rightly, it's so long since I was among friends and acquaintances; but if yer honor would remind me a little, maybe I could tell." "Well, were you ever called 'Larry the Flail?'" "Faix, I was," replied he, laughing; "divil a doubt of it."

"How did you come by the name of 'Larry the Flail'?"

"They gave me the name up at Mulhuldad there, for bating one M'Clancy with a flail."

"A very good reason. So you got the name because you beat a certain M'Clancy with a flail?"

"I didn't say that; I only said they gave me the name because they said I bate him."

"Were you ever called 'Fire-the-Haggard'?"

"I was, often."

"For no reason, of course?"

"Divil a may son. The boys said it in sport, just as they talk of yer honor out there in the hall."

"How do you mean,--talk of me?"

"Sure I heard them say myself, as I was coming in, that you wor a clever man and a 'cute lawyer. They do be always humbugging that way."

A t.i.tter ran round the benches of the barristers at this speech, which was delivered with a nave simplicity that would deceive many.