The majesty of Louisiana law was District Judge Robert D. Jones, presiding over his court from a dais beneath the folded-up basketball backboard of the Covington (pop. 5,000), La. junior high school gymnasium. Around him, jamming available folding chairs and pressed back against the peeling green walls of the gym, were arrayed more than a thousand sweltering Louisianiansmany of them leathery farmers in shirtsleeves, who had arrived before dawn (and had been sustained through the humid hours by soft drinks sold by the ladies of the P.T.A. for the benefit of the...
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