s locks were rich and brown;
his forehead expansive, and his manly features remarkable for their
symmetry; his teeth were regular and white, and his dark eye full of a
youthful lustre, which the dread of no calamity could repress. Neither
was his figure, which was of the tallest, inferior in a single point to
so fine a countenance. As he stood, at his full height of six feet, it
was impossible not to feel deeply influenced in his favor, especially
after having witnessed the mournful but dignified composure of his
manner, equally remote from indifference or dejection. He appeared,
indeed, to view in its proper light the danger of the position in which
he stood, but he viewed it with the calm, unshrinking energy of a
brave man who is always prepared for the worst. Indeed, there might be
observed upon his broad, open brow a loftiness of bearing such as is not
unfrequently produced by a consciousness of innocence, and the natural
elevation of mind which results from a sense of danger; to which we may
add that inward scorn which is ever felt for baseness, by those who are
degraded to the necessity of defending themselves against the villany of
the malignant and profligate.

When called upon to plead to the indictment, he uttered the words "not
guilty" in a full, firm and mellow voice, that drew the eyes of the
spectators once more upon him, and occasioned another slight hum of
sympathy and admiration. No change of color was observable on his
countenance, or any other expression, save the lofty composure to which
we have just alluded.

The trial at length proceeded; and, after a long and able statement from
the Attorney-General, Bartle Flanagan was called up on the table. The
prisoner, whose motions were keenly observed, betrayed, on seeing him,
neither embarrassment nor agitation; all that could be perceived was
a more earnest and intense light in his eyes, as they settled upon his
accuser. Flanagan detailed, with singular minuteness and accuracy,
the whole progress of the crime from its first conception to its
perpetration. Indeed, had he himself been in the dock, and his evidence
against Connor a confession of his own guilt, it would, with some
exceptions, have been literally true. He was ably cross-examined, but no
tact, or experience, or talent, on the part of the prisoner's counsel,
could, in any important degree, shake his testimony. The ingenuity
with which he laid and conducted the plot was astonishing, as was his