and character, made himself famous and honorable from a most unfortunate beginning for which he can be held in no way to blame. Therefore, evidence to show the father's neglect of him is competent."
Calvin started back to his seat even before the judge ruled that the witness answer. "Never," she replied; and Calvin realized that the objection had served merely to increase sympathy for her and for her son.
"You brought up your son by yourself?" Elmen proceeded.
"Yes."
"You may relate to the jury incidents which you have observed and distinguishing traits to show his nature and character," said Elmen, facing for a moment the attorneys for the State, as though he anticipated another protest, "so that the jury may be aided to decide whether or not he was a boy likely to murder his wife and the mother of his child, as has been charged by the State."
"From the time when he was a very little boy," said Ketlar's mother, "he wanted to do all he could to help me by making money, running errands for patrons of the hotel . . . he begged the manager to employ him as a page when he was much younger than other boys. . . ."
Calvin listened and watched her, unwillingly, as she told of her son's boyhood.
". . . He always had a liking for music and wanted to be around when the orchestra was playing. . . . I missed him early one winter morning in the room where he slept on a couch. It wasn't his way to make me worry by going off, so I waited, and about four o'clock he came in. . . . He didn't know I'd missed him, and I didn't let him know I was awake. But the same thing happened next early morning. . . . Soon I found out.
"There was a basement restaurant, with a piano, which could be played without disturbing people who were
