Jury Room Sentiments. lent sketch the discouraged juror wrote: "All day! Hit the juror on the head who disagrees." Another artist juror, whose words failed to express what he thought of the obstinate juror, whilcd away sonic of his tedious min utes by drawing four rudimentary pigs as typifying "Jurors who disagree." At times the weary juror turns to verse. When a jury could not agree one of them wrote : Three o'clock and no decision, Notwithstanding, so hellup me gracious, There is no disciple of circumcision In this redoubtable twelve." Another juror poet has written: Many could swear like fury At the obstinates on this jury If 'twould help to settle the question, And the doubts of all would " For some reason the poet could go no fur ther. In addition to seeking diversion in lit erary and artistic efforts, some jurors turn to philosophy. "Is this a free country?" asks one juror, writing on the wall, to which he replies with fine scorn: "Locked up all night!" Another asserts that: "The jury system is the guard Of human liberty, But when you lock one up all night, This truth one fails to see." Another juror has written: "God is love," to which another replies querously, "Bosh! He does not love the jury." "Jury duty," says another, along in the weary night hours, "is the privilege of a citi zen's life," and then he adds: "Especially when locked up all night." Among the tersest of the jurors' sayings are: "One night in hock!" "A crowd of chumps!"
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"Damn poor feed!" "That has nothing to do with the case!" Much as the jurors may divert themselves with art, literature, philosophy, or personali ties, these subjects are but diversions and of secondary importance, it seems, to the subject of food. The food question enters largely into the thoughts of the jurors, for scattered all over the walls are written bills of fare. Perhaps the most expressive sentiment in the whole room is the simple, "Oh! for that dinner." "We were thankful for that dinner," one thoughtful juror has written; while an other, not satisfied, wrote: "A supper not fit for pigs." AnoUier juror united his contempt for the obstinate juror with his desire for dinner, in this couplet: "Eleven good dinners for eleven good men, One bale of hay for an ass." In the matter of dinners the foreman and the other jurors stand on equal ground, as evidenced by the following memorandum: "October 16, 8 to 4 for Def. 8.45. Just had grub, such as it was. Foreman had to go without potatoes, but filled up on bread. The rest had no bread. 8.50. Foreman eat ing pie and washing dishes." The exact influence of a dinner facilitating an agreement is more or less of a moot ques tion. Some evidence on this point is given by one juror, who wrote: "We can't agree, but we have had sup per, and, good as it is, we will agree at 12 A. M., as it is now 7.30 P. M." Another memorandum from which various deductions may be drawn, reads: "April 12, 7.15, no supper; 9-3 deft; 7.30, no supper, 10-2 deft. 8.30, no supper yet, but it is on the way; 12 for def. Had sup per." What is perhaps the average juror's sum mary of what goes on in the jury room was that written by one juror in the following words: "I am a son of a gun, if you ever get me on a jury again."
