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the extreme penalty carried out — in fact, poor 

 Tom Square was hanged. 



Shortly after this sad event, Russell hap- 

 pened to fall in with James R., a neighbouring 

 farmer, who, as the former had been told, had 

 served on the jury in the above case. "Why, 

 Jem," said Russell, accosting him in a tone of 

 strong remonstrance, "how came this about? 

 You were on the jury which tried Tom Square! 

 — there surely was something to be said for 

 the poor fellow. I've been told it was the 

 first time he had ever done so. You know 

 what a quiet man he was, always ready to do 

 a good turn for a neighbour. 'Twas a pity, 

 Jem, that you should have given your voice 

 against him." 



"Bless us, Mistre Rissell, yeu doan't zay zo. 

 My senses ! If us had on'y but knaw'd they 

 was yeur honour's thoughts, us wid ha' put it 

 right, fai.' But there, my Lord Jidge said he 

 did ouft to be hanged — and zo us hanged un. 

 But, bless 'ee, if us had on'y knaw'd yeur 

 honour cared about un, us wid ha' put it right 

 in quick time." 



Again, a case of libel was about to be 

 tried at Exeter between Russell and a gentle- 

 man called Nott. A special jury being sworn, 

 one of them. Captain Adney, thus addressed 

 his brother jurymen: "Now, gentlemen, pray 

 understand me! I've a pair of new buckskin 



