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Duncans prediction for the trial proceedings proved to be very accurate. At 1:30 on Friday afternoon the courthouse was jammed with people, and Judge Harrison was up front trying to silence the crowd.
Sean, on hand because both Duncan and Witt told him he might be needed, found that if given a choice, he would not have been present. His own trial came back to haunt him. The chairs in the room, the fear he felt, the very smell of the place were all too evocative, and Sean felt himself break out into a cold sweat. He repeatedly thanked God for sparing him until he was once again able to breathe normally.
Charlie had decided not to come, even though both Lora and Sadie were in the courtroom. It did Seans heart good to know that she was waiting for him at the livery.
As it was, Seans testimony was not needed. Witt had done his homework well, and the evidence stacked against Hartley was more than enough to convict him. Surprisingly, Sean felt nothing but a calm acceptance when he heard the judge announce that Hartley would hang on the following day.
Sean was one of the first out of the courtroom, but he had only been back at the livery for some 20 minutes when Duncan showed up. He was more than willing to accompany the sheriff back to the jail when Duncan said Hartley wished to see him.
Another 20 minutes passed before Sean exited the jail once again, heavy of heart. He had been so certain that Hartley had wanted to discuss his eternity. Instead, all he had wanted from Sean was help breaking out of jail. Sean had stared at him incredulously, but Hartley had been very serious. All talk of anything else was rejected, and Sean went on his way.
Charlie had only to look at her husband to know it had not gone well. She put her arms around his waist. They stood inside the door of the forge without speaking. Charlie knew Sean would share when he was ready.
I prayed for you, she whispered.
Thank you, darling.
It wasnt the first time Charlie had said such a thing to him, but it never failed to give him a tight sensation in his chest. She was so precious, and knowing they were going to spend eternity together only heightened the love in his heart.
Before Sean went back to work he took a moment to remind himself of his own words to Charlie concerning Hartley.
Youve taken it out of my hands, Lord. Please help me to leave it with You.
Thankfully, Sean knew peace in his surrender, even though he felt pain over the loss. Hartley was executed the next afternoon. The date was July 1, 1876.
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Sean felt it was very odd to have a hanging in town on the first of July and a celebration on the fourth, but that was just what Visalia had.