The New York herald., 1870-05-22
THE PnL0RY.
Two Horse Thieves Fastened in, It Yester.
day in Dulawarc.,
How They Bore n-Intervievfing the Crimi-
nals-Thsir Own Stories in SELF defsnce-Ac-
count Of the Lashing offPrisoners Yester-
day-solsmn Scene in the Prison at
Newcastle-Deatb Of an Old Pau
per-Jim Martins History.
NEW CASTLE, Del. May 20, 1870.

NEW CASTLE DEL, May 20, 1870
After the lansc OF week find myself in this quiet,
pretty little rewn once more and with the same OBJ
Ject as before, to study the whipping post and pill
lory. ] gave You account last week OF the lash
ing Of SIX criminals for divers little offences, but
had no opportunity then to see the plory In opera
uon, as none OF the poor devils sentenced had been
bad enough or unlucky enough Il don't know which)
70 provoke from the judges an nniction OF story NO.
Ofahe whipping post Therefore 1t is that come
TO finish up the job, IN other words, TO see Dotn
whipping post and pillory In operation and to paint
for the deecation OF your readers pen picture OK
the scene
Ten minutes after one O'Clock this afternoon
started from the Wilmington depot in the ttan
for New wcastle-a train made up OF the engine and
one car split up into two compartments-one for
passengers anu the other for baggage. Three men
worked the trair--an engineer, fireman and con-
ductOr, who also performed the functions OF brake
man. About thirty minutes pufing and blowing
brought us to the end OF our Quincy, ana five
minutes walk sufficed TO overcome the distance be-
tween the uptown depot anu the Court House,
which was my objective point; for the old Court
House building Is where the criminals tried,
convicted and sentenced. There the State Attorney,
Mr.. Lore, prosecutes the laws vicoims,
and gets Off his terrible denunc!ations against
the ravagers of hen coops, the demoishers of old
thieves, burglars garoters, murderers and all
classes OF Offenders. There the high and mighty
Sheriff Richardson has his official headquarters
little bit Of corner where hrst rate feline cotIl
Ion could hardly be accommodated with complete
satisfaction.
Richardson was the man most wanted to see, but
his Shernshp was Just then when arrived en-
gagged in discussing his dinner, ana not wishing to
spoll the official digestion left him TO his repast
and strolled toward the large iron gate leading to
the prison house.
Here the gentle turnkey, Mr. Mark Will was ready
and eager to welcome me back Mr.. Wild had TO tell
Of deceptive scribe from the city OF Brther!y
Love, who had professed to describe the whipping
OF last Saturday (who had not seen the whipping at
ALL who had pictured the prison warden a sort OF
sancimonlous cuss much given TO hypocrisy and
pseudo piety, who had represented that the iashing
had occurred at seven O'Clock In the moraiag,
whereas II did not begin until ten, and who hid Il
norantly, or purpessy, misTepresented what reaiiy
These osnces by the Philadelphia SCRIBE ventured
to assert. merited nothing short or the lash itself.
What was the offenders manner What paper did he
Mr.. Wild knew not the name OF the deluding
Bohemian but his paper was the Philadelphia 8'!lte,
tin. Mr.. Wild was not certain that The individual
had name at all, whereupon it was suggested that
ne ought not 10 be let on I'm case OF capture with
out fifteen minutes or 90 IN the piory, besides get
MIR. Wild brought me to Warden Wise for further
particulars on the subject
the whipping was all over and he was pretty tight.
! knew it because he smell strong Of liquor. How
could he know anything about the thing thens'
Which seemed q very logical metnod of putting
the case but not being particularly interested In the
cu the subject
turned the conversation TO the expected whippings
and pilorylngs OF tomorrow.
'How many cases nave you on the list for to-mOr-
row ~ asked.
.seven, altogether sr," SAID Mr.. Wild; 1.-TWO in
the pillory, and all TO be whipped"
"Who are the fellows 10 be piiloried9 Where are
they confnedsv next inquired.
John MacHeurd and Alfred Brown are the names
of the men TO be placed in the piory--both colored
men, who stole horse ana wagon Ia the country
One Of them, MacHeard. was found guilty aiso OF an
assault on q clothing store keeper Their s.ntence
IS forty ashes each and one hour In the pilory" re-
At my request was led to their cell. Brown.
youngisl looking mulatto, was on stool by the
cell door While MacHeard, an oder darey, very
black and wicked IN aspect, playing ball against
the wall and smoking pipe. Still another
c0lored prisoner was trying gymnastics. having
hOlsted himself by means OF rope up into the win
dow aperture, where he appeared doubled up ike
monkey, peerlng out into the prison yard through
the little iron bars. 1t was a suspicious looking
position for criminal, suggesting an effort TO es-
!What are you doing therefn sad Wild
'Taklng de fresh air, massa," said the darky,
S Neither SResis Brown own nor hasHeasd seemed to give
care you to be whipped in the morning2" in
quired, addressing Brown, who answered, II kiner
think So"
'.What did you dos' asked.
al didden done noting much, boss; jess wanted
to take er ride home, Inc and Macfeard, We did, and
we got In dat ar wagon an draw or never didden
wanted ter take nonn, didden. l was gwlne
ter ride hum and den send back der wagon
and horse. Never think ter steal, hope may die
ef did. God Almighty's truth, that Is. No. Sir.
Says !, 'golly, now LET'S have r!ue: bat aint
never gwlne ter do more. No stree. Don't
git dis ar chile at dat again. Cess not. But did
den takeaer wagon myself. only jess ride In IT,
.iIour dtd roy, eyo. coprb, %, oskad
Browns explanation Of the form and manner of
his capture was something that only Philadelphia
bewderment Thc only POINTS that could make
out at all were that Brown was only six years old
stlar'' knew Brown, and that Brown was an orphan
from the time he went 'dar'' until his uncle "tukn
him sTur ter brought him up"
Turning to Browns partner in iniquity MacHeard,
inquired why he stole the horse and wagon
81 didden stole um no more urn him." was
NacHeard's self-defensive answer.
"H0w do you feel about your punishment to-mor-
Whereat both MacHeard and Brown chuckled,
looking from one to'the other, but making no reply.
'sEver whipped before ~ asked.
mo, sir-ee," in very emphatic way.
AN OLD PAUPER DIES-SOLEMN SCENE IN THE CELL
OF DEATH.
At this moment Warden Wise came up bseathless
mark, let me out as quick as you can. Old Jim is
going. Guess he's dying now"
Leaving me to wonder what was the matter, who
was old Jim and what were the circumstances Of the
case, Wild started or ahead Of Wise Tor the prison
doctor. Both returned IN q few minutes accOmpa-
MED by the doctor and bottle OF brandy. / fo
lowed the three into one OF the cells, where,
stretched miserable little bed, laya poor darky
in the last struggles OF death. The doctor with his
stimula mt came TOO late. moment after our arrival
life fed from its wretched tenement OF clay. The
physician nevertheless made effort. STOPPING
down he measured out a teaspoonful of brandy aud
tried to pour 1t down the throat. But there was
relaxation Of the muscles. The doctor felt the
wrists and fumbled over the chest In the region Of
the heart to catch the faintest pusation, but
there was none lie placed his ear over
the mouth, but no respiration was heard.
'He Is gone," said the doctor at last;
'hes dead;" and with one accord everybody present
said "Poor fellow,n 1t was an exclamation OF pity,
and nOtnlng could have been more appropriate.
Jim Martin was poor indeed. His crime was
poverty. He was a pauper-a poor, miserable.
epileptc vagrant, without home or friends nobody
to care for him, none to lend him helping hand,
except the cold poorhouse officials in the first place,
and next and last the authorities OF Newcastle
Prison While / was gazing down upon his dead
face. wondering If any story could lie traced In his
dark features, searching for some last impress
ai1sit h. IL.