. Highways and byways of the South. ducted to the hall of justice fromthe jail, and I went in and looked on until theirlawyer — a young white man — was well started in hisattempt to clear them. He was a shouter, and hemade himself heard through the open windows all overtown. I tired of his ranting, and came away, but itwas explained to me that he just suited the had a feeling that a plea which failed to beviolent-voiced and accompanied by wild gestures wasntworth paying for. Sense was a minor consideration. The louder a man holler, and the mo he tear aroun,the better they like him
. Highways and byways of the South. ducted to the hall of justice fromthe jail, and I went in and looked on until theirlawyer — a young white man — was well started in hisattempt to clear them. He was a shouter, and hemade himself heard through the open windows all overtown. I tired of his ranting, and came away, but itwas explained to me that he just suited the had a feeling that a plea which failed to beviolent-voiced and accompanied by wild gestures wasntworth paying for. Sense was a minor consideration. The louder a man holler, and the mo he tear aroun,the better they like him. They think hes gettin tharthen. The business square on which the court-house looksout from its environing trees with serene though anti-quated dignity is usually very quiet. The town lifeis not very energetic. A good many of the storesget along without sign-boards, and I frequently heardtheir proprietors whiling away their leisure in the re-cesses of their shops with a guitar, or cornet, or fiddle. A County Seat in Alabama 79. Quiet on the Town Street They had plenty of time to visit with those whowandered in, whether to trade or to chat. Saturdayis, however, an exception. That is market day, andthe public ways and hitching-places are then crowdedwith mules and horses, many of them merely saddled,others attached to vehicles — vehicles that are occa-sionally modern, but ofttimes are otherwise, and thatinclude some very curious makeshifts. Ox teams arecommon, and once in a while a negro drives a singleox harnessed between his cart-shafts. I often lingered on the square and talked with otherlingerers. One day an ancient, who said he had beena preacher in his younger days, started a conversation 8o Highways and Byways of the South by voicing the opinion that it was goin to skys clar overhead, but I been hearin these oldheavy thunders way off yonder, and that means morning it done that trick, and we had aright smart shower befo night. I allow it would
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