In Madison, Wis., slightly less than four months ago, a jury, mostly made up of farmers, began to listen to complicated legal arguments, conducted furiously by a total of 66 attorneys. In succeeding weeks, marching in twos and vigilantly guarded, the twelve jurymen and two alternates were occasionally taken out to exercise on the shores of Lake Mendota. For Christmas they had a tree in the juryroom and as a special favor they were allowed to speak to their families. Their mail was carefully censored. They were not allowed to see The...
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