Carson daily appeal. [volume] (Carson City, Nev.) 1873-1877, 1874-12-19

Yesterday morning Carson was awe
| with loafers and the scum OF creation
or rather Of Gold Hill and Virginia
| Citv-which is maybe worse. And
the glorious "pards" of Carson united
| with them. A hive of dirty drones.
They all gaped together in sympathy.
| The inhumanity of man to man was
| we'll developed in them. They were
pinpishly dressed and acted accord.
ingly. Greasy black suits and red
crayats. They were OH the "bejeez
| platform. Bootblacks, prostitutes,
| bruisers, hoodlums, horribles, de-
| generate individuals, miserables, apol-
ogetic of balloons, wretches. They
swarmed. They wanted anything.
| A hair from the murderer's black
beard or nickel picked from the
pocket would have been received.
Murphy was asked what he thought
of the crowd. He characterized them
as
| BARBAEoUs, IGNORANT, GROSS.
He said, maybe, some Of them hated
him and wanted to see him suffocated.
They would revel in the spectacle Of
| himself, pinioned, talking against
hope and the devil. 1t is rather crafty
| ing to onr natures to see an inert mass
of flesh dangling. 1t is startling and
We sympathize. We say terrible
crack joke, go home, know all about
| it, and wait for another circus as chill
dren on the 26th of December dream
of the coming Santa Claus. But
MURPHY DIDN'T CARE.
When he heard his death warrant read
to him by the sheriff, he listened
critically. "JoAn X. McCullom he
said. You beat me I've know
McCul!om longer and better than
ANYBODY and I never knew he had a
IN in his name before" This occurred
in the gloomy Jail, the sheriff and one
other only being present. Murphy
| was
IN SPIRIT LAND
though not in communication with the
spirits. tie said his frame of mind
and his Jail surroundings repealed the
good spirits. The bad ones were
| fioundering around like drunken men
and disguised him.
HIS METAPHYSICS
81 haye no reverence for the laws of
man. l look up to the eternal laws of
Nature and of God. The Universe
breathes. It's breath is the voice Of the
| Maker. The mountain lives. Animate
and inanimate formations are the
energized will of the Almighty
! HIS RELIGION
"Cbrist actually lived. He was a
good man, a great reformer, bene
factor to the race. But he was not
God. He was in advance of his age,
and people can't endure that. So he
was crucified." All of this is con
densed from a half hours talk with
prisoner before he was led out to his
would be hearse. He is a man of
strong intellect "a Scotchman) and
holds abstract propositions before his
mind as clearly as the ordinary Ameri-
can sees the merits of a business con-
Germ. He had been up all the night
before, talked nearly crazy by dozen
reporters who took their turn TO pump
his heart and soul.
THE SHERIFF
said to him: "Now, John, have never
put an iron on you yet, and I don't
want to, now. You can't escape, but l
don't want you to try" Swift is o big
hearted man. and had a terrible job on
his hands. The prisoner went unshack-
led to his doom. No attempt shall be
made to describe the scrambling and
gaping Of the curious hoodlum crowd to
get look at him.
THE scAFFoLD
was placed at the foot of hill about
three-quarters of mile northeast Of
town. Thither the populace hurried. in
carriages, bueeies, horseback and on
foot. And all breathless. By the time
the prisoner arrived there must have
been upwards of 1900 persons on the
ground. The brow of the hill and the
sage brush all around of the rope circle
enclosing the gallows literally swarmed
with jostling men, women and children.
While all was expectancy it became ru-
mored that reprieve had been ordered
to December "a The rumor was veri-
fed by II. G. Parker, deputized Sheriff,
who read the document giving the
wretch an unwilling lease on his own
life. The crowd 1.-TWO or three) tried to
hurra! But it was too much for them.
They had tried to express feeling which
they did not feel.
A REPRESENTATION OF INsANITY
had been made to the Governor who,
und4r the law was reouired to grant a