He stared at the boys as a man who did his duty even if the sight of the subjects made him sick.
“Call them babes? Call them children?” Horn shrieked. “Why, from the evidence in this case they are as much entitled to mercy at the hands of Your Honour as two mad dogs are entitled.
“They are no good to themselves. The only purpose that they use themselves for is to debase themselves. They are a disgrace to their honoured families and they are a menace to this country.
“The only useful thing that remains for them now in life is to go out of this life and go out of it as quickly as possible under the law!”
There came a woman’s high, hysterical wail, smothered into a sob. I looked; it wasn’t Myra. She sat tense, utterly white, her lips in-drawn.
“I think it is about time we get back into the criminal court, and realize we are here trying the murder case of the age, a case the very details of which not only astonish but fill you with horror.
“Their wealth, in my judgment, has not anything to do with this, except it permits a defence here seldom given to a man in the criminal court. Take away the millions of the Steiners and Strauses, and Jonathan Wilk’s tongue is as silent as the tomb of Julius Caesar.
“Take away their millions, and the wise men from the East would not be here, to tell you about fantasies and teddy bears and bold, bad boys who have their pictures taken in cowboy uniforms. Why, one by one, each of their doctors discarded the silly bosh that the preceding doctor had used, and finally that grand old man of the defence, Jonathan Wilk, seeing how absolutely absurd it all was, discarded all their testimony, and substituted as a defence in this case his peculiar philosophy of life.
“All right, let’s see about that philosophy.
“What are we trying here, if Your Honour please – a murder as the result of a drunken brawl, a murder committed in hot blood to avenge some injury, either real or fancied?” He went a tone higher. “A murder committed by some young gamin of the streets whose father was a drunkard and his mother loose? Who was denied every opportunity, brought up in the slums, never had a decent example set before him?
“No!
“But a murder committed by two super-intellects coming from the homes of the most respected families in Chicago. They had the power of choice, and they deliberately chose to adopt the wrong philosophy, Wilk’s philosophy! They chose to make their conduct correspond with it!
“These two defendants were perverts, Straus the victim and Steiner the aggressor, and they quarrelled.
“They had entered into a compact so that these unnatural crimes might continue. And Dr. Allwin calls that a childish compact. If Dr. Allwin is not ashamed of himself, he ought to be. My God, I was a grown man before I knew of such depravity!”
Aghast, he shrieked, “They talk about what lawyers will do for money, but my God, for a doctor to go on the witness stand and under oath characterize an unnatural agreement between these two perverts as a childish compact!
“Mitigation! Mitigation!” He backed away from it. “I have heard so many big words and foreign words in this case that I sometimes thought that perhaps we were letting error creep into the record, so many strange, foreign words were being used here, and the Constitution provides that these trials must be conducted in the English language; I do not know, maybe I have got aggravation and mitigation mixed up.”
Striding to his table, Horn seized his notes. “I have wondered, when I heard these doctors say that you could not make an adequate examination in less than twenty or thirty days, whether the fact that they were working for two hundred and fifty dollars a day did not enter into the matter.”
And it was not because he suspected the boys might be insane that he had called in State alienists. “I knew how much money they had for some kind of fancy insanity defence. And that is why I sent for the best alienist in the city of Chicago that very first day.”
What better opportunity, in God’s world, could there have been for an examination! “These two smart alecks were boasting of their depravity before they had been advised to invent fantasies.
“I am not the physician that the younger Feldscher is, nor the philosopher that the senior counsel is, but I think that if I talk to a man for four hours consecutively, and he is insane, I am going to have a pretty good suspicion of it.
“I have sometimes thought we were dreaming here, when the learned doctors got on the stand, who had been employed to say just how crazy these two fellows were. ‘Just make them crazy enough so they won’t hang, and don’t make them crazy enough to make it necessary to put this up to twelve men, because twelve men are not going to be fooled by your twaddle. Just make them insane enough so that it will make a mitigating circumstance that we can submit to the court!’” Knowing he had touched them there, Horn grinned at the defence table.
“Why, one of the defence alienists had talked of Judd’s ornithological writings. I asked him, ‘Did you read them?’ ‘No.’ ‘You were employed to examine his mind, were you not?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘What did you do?’ ‘I examined his urine.’”
The laughter came.
Horn picked up, now, his copy of the thick Storrs-Allwin report. “In the discharge of my duty, and in an effort to protect the people of Cook County, I have to do a lot of disagreeable things, so I decided I would read this report.
“It has grown to be quite a famous report.” He held it gingerly. “If they were to be discharged today, through some technicality in the law, their present so-called mental disturbances would all disappear very rapidly. If the glasses had never been found, if the state’s attorney had not fastened the crime upon these defendants, Judah Steiner, Junior, would be over in Paris or some other of the gay capitals of Europe, indulging his unnatural lust with the five thousand dollars he had wrung from Charles Kessler.”
He opened the report. “The doctor did not think this report would ever get into the hands of the State’s Attorney.” He stopped at a page as if at random and referred to the nursemaid – the nurse, he said, who knew more about Artie Straus up until the time he was fourteen than any living person. “They tried to create the impression that she was insane and that Artie caught his insanity from her, the same as catching measles. Let us see what Dr. Allwin says about her. ’she is very reserved, quiet and strict, her memory is good. She is a woman of attractive appearance, modestly and carefully dressed.’ Why didn’t they produce her as a witness? Here’s why: ’she denied that he ever had any fears or any disorders in his sleep’! And if anybody would know about the daydreams or the night dreams of Artie Straus, I submit this woman would know about it!”
As for Artie’s addiction to detective stories. “Well, there are a whole lot of us in the same fix. I remember crawling under the bed to read Nick Carter. And when I was a student at Yale I paid more attention to Raffles than I did to real property. I think that is the experience of most normal, healthy-minded young people.
“Now, they claim that the only reason that Artie committed this slight delinquency of murdering little Paulie Kessler was because all his life he craved for thrills.” Snorting, Horn read, “‘He never appeared to crave a thrill or excitement, but was rather quiet in his conduct. After Miss Newsome left, he seemed to be much the same as before, quiet, rather affectionate, extremely polite and respectful.’”
On and on he went, using the report: “‘The patient says that he will tell a lie with no compunction whatever, and that he is completely dishonest.’ Then, on page sixty-six, ‘He said he had failed to mention certain things because he had been advised not to mention them.’”
Horn slammed shut the report. “Here are doctors,” he blazed, “who want to make Your Honour believe that their only interest is in finding out what the truth is. And yet they admit there were major episodes they did not inquire into!”