a simple matter for his reason to totter and the
light within his brain go out. And it is especially
simple when it is taken into consideration that his
body is ravaged by innutrition and disease, in addi
tion to his soul being torn by the sight of his suffer
ing wife and little ones.

"He is a good-looking man, with a mass of black
hair, dark, expressive eyes, delicately chiselled nose
and chin, and wavy, fair moustache." This is the
reporter s description of Frank Cavilla as he stood
in court, this dreary month of September, "dressed
in a much worn gray suit, and wearing no collar."

Frank Cavilla lived and worked as a house deco
rator in London. He is described as a good work
man, a steady fellow, and not given to drink, while
all his neighbors unite in testifying that he was a
gentle and affectionate husband and father.

His wife, Hannah Cavilla, was a big, handsome,
light-hearted woman. She saw to it that his chil
dren were sent neat and clean (the neighbors all
remarked the fact) to the Childeric Road Board
School. And so, with such a man, so blessed, work
ing steadily and living temperately, all went well,
and the goose hung high.

Then the thing happened. He worked for a
Mr. Beck, builder, and lived in one of his master s
houses in Trundley Road. Mr. Beck was thrown
from his trap and killed. The thing was an unruly

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