You can't hang him for protecting a man from murder and robbery!" "Young man," interrupted the Captain after a surprised silence, "we admire your generosity in trying to clear your fellow prisoner, but you must let this jury try his case.

What's your name ?" "John Belden, of Cambridge, Massachusetts." The young fellow's rage faded to a sullen calm under the cold voice.
The Captain made a startled movement and looked at him sharply.

"And what was your hurry to get to town ?" he asked, after a minute.
"I wanted to get a ticket on the boat, the _Mary Elizabeth_, that is going to leave for New York to-morrow.

I wanted to go--home.

I've had enough of gold-hunting!" Youthful bitterness was in his tone and in the look he turned on the jury.
The Captain cleared his throat.