The Judge told me that he never heard a gentleman speak such sweet words to the people.

But I was now at an end of my sweet words.

My blood was beginning to boil at the undisguised display of rancorous hatred and shameless injustice.

I sate down, and wrote a line to the Commandant of the station, begging him to give orders that the case might be tried that very evening.

The Court assembled, and continued all night in violent contention.