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The Judge was as much taken with his modest , quiet , gentlemanly manners , and quick , happy wit , as with his splendid speech in the court room . The fact was , his exertions had fully awakened his intellectual forces , and they were all in the field , armed and with blades drawn . He could not eat , and never drank , save water or milk ; and now between the two Judges , and surrounded by lawyers , with a glass of milk and a plate of honey , petted and lionized for the moment , he gave himself up to sparkling and brilliant answers to the numerous questions and remarks addressed to him , and showed that , whatever draft had been made upon him , he had plenty of resources in reserve . Upon a return to the court house , at half past one , the jury , who had made up and sealed their verdict , were called ; it was opened and read , and as anticipated , was for the defendant . This announcement was received with scarcely suppressed applause . The verdict was recorded by the clerk , and in due time followed by the judgment of the Court , and so ended Fisk _ vs _ . Cole .