The White Rose of MemphisFalkner, William C. (Clark)
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The White Rose of Memphis
Falkner, William C. (Clark)
Memphis (Tenn.) -- Fiction
“I obeyed reluctantly, and Lottie began to tell her version of the
matter. A large crowd of spectators had come in to witness the
proceedings, and I perceived that the eloquent manner in which she was
delivering her evidence was winning the sympathies of the crowd. I saw
several of the spectators wiping tears from their eyes while she was
describing the death of her mother, and telling how she and her brothers
were trying to get to their uncle at Memphis. Her extreme beauty and
modesty, the sweet melody of her voice, and the simplicity of her
pleading, to some extent softened the marble heart of the mayor. She
began to regain her self-possession as the story of her sufferings came
from her lips. The brutal old official leaned back in his chair, with
his mouth wide open, gazing with wonder at the angelic creature before
him. Lottie seemed to have lost sight of the case before the court; but
she began to plead for her brother with such persuasive eloquence that
every man in the house was moved to tears. She gave a graphic
description of her adventure with the rattlesnakes; showed her wounded
wrist to the court, which had been nearly healed up when it was badly
hurt again by the violence of Benjamin Bowles, who had insulted her and
hurt her wounded arm at the same time.
“‘Cowardly villain was he, to insult my darling little flower queen!’
exclaimed Doctor Dodson, as he hurriedly caught Lottie in his arms and
pressed a kiss on her brow. ‘Where is the cowardly wretch who has dared
to insult this poor orphan child? Let me see his face. I’ll venture the
assertion that it is more like a beast’s than a man’s face.’
“Bowles limped out of the room, being careful to keep behind the crowd
as he passed out, looking as if he had important business that required
his immediate attention at some other place.
"Bowles limped out of the room, being careful to keep behind the crowd
as he passed out, looking as if he had important business that required
his immediate attention at some other place. ‘Why, my dear doctor,
how do you come on? I declare I’m delighted to see you!’ exclaimed the
mayor, seizing the doctor’s hand and making an obsequious bow. ‘I am
glad to see that you know this little lady; I dare say you will be able
to throw some light on the matter now before the court.’
“‘I should say I did know that darling little orphan child. I know she
is the sweetest little lady in the land; and who dares to say otherwise?
Yes, and I know those two boys there (pointing to Harry and me); any one
who has aught to say against them let him say it now in my presence!’
“The good old doctor was very much excited as he continued to defend our
side of the case. Having exhausted himself, he dropped into a chair, and
began to wipe the large drops of perspiration from his brow; and, as he
blew his nose, he gave a snort that startled every man in the room.
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