Jone he jus' held back, ready to jine the other eleven as soon as they'd agree.

But they couldn't do it, an' they was locked up three days and four nights.

You'd better believe I got pretty wild about it, but I come to court every day an' waited an' waited, bringin' somethin' to eat in a baskit.
"One day, at dinner-time, I seed the judge astandin' at the court-room door, a-wipin' his forrid with a handkerchief, an' I went up to him an' said, 'Do you think, sir, they'll get through this thing soon ?' "'I can't say, indeed,' said he.

'Are you interested in the case ?' "'I should think I was,' said I, an' then I told him about Jone's bein' a juryman, an' how we was on our bridal-trip.
"'You've got my sympathy, madam,' says he, 'but it's a difficult case to decide, an' I don't wonder it takes a good while.' "'Nor I nuther,' says I, 'an' my opinion about these things is, that if you'd jus' have them lawyers shut up in another room, an' make 'em do their talkin' to theirselves, the jury could keep their minds clear, and settle the cases in no time.' "'There's some sense in that, madam,' says he, an' then he went into court ag'in.
"Jone never had no chance to jine in with the other fellers, for they couldn't agree, an' they were all discharged, at last.

So the whole thing went for nuthin.
"When Jone come out, he looked like he'd been drawn through a pump-log, an' he says to me, tired-like, "'Has there been a frost ?' "'Yes,' says I, 'two of 'em.' "'All right, then,' says he.