Gold Hill daily news. [volume] (Gold Hill, N.T. [Nev.]) 1863-1882, 1877-01-11

The mental condition Of Pstsr Larkin.
whs is TO be hanged on the 10Th Instant.
is truly dsplor~bls. A News reporter
visited him in his cell this morning. Lar
kin WAS in his rough bunk. huadlsd 10
ssther amsng a lot Of old army blankets.
He Was clad for warmth In . heavy vest
and . Cardigan jacket. He reused him.
self at the sound Of the reporters voics.
aud asked after his health with . sort Of
liyhthsadsd eagernsss. His manner was
very like that Of some animal hunted 10
a erner but too timid 10 stand 81
bay. The hand with which he claspsd
the visitors was cold and damp.
but IL elutehei convulsivsly. During The
half hour which tho reportsr sat % The
edge Of the bunk poor Larkin never re-
laxsl his grasp. Al m he sat up In
bel. at others rsclinsd on his elbow. IL
Vas terrible 30 Bee and listen 10 him. Lsng
imprisonment and b sudden changes
from Lops 10 despair. with always the
grisly horror Of tbs gAllews blecking the
future. have worn out all his natural
age. He has become childish almost and
the tears fierce themselves into his eyes
and choke his speech. AL that The re-
porter could lie WAS to tell the poor wretch
To keep a stiff upper lip and try to meet
his death like = man.
I'm try. sir. I'll try" sobbed Larkin.
e but it's an awful way for an innocent
man tn dis. For I am innocent. I'm not
caring .o much now about what the people
% this wsrla think. but I'm going bsfors
Gol aud I'll take Ne lie there on my soul.
I never killed ban. Cercoran or any ether
man."
The reporter again eounsslsi courage.
telling Larkin that that WAS all that was
left him now.
$50 IL is" said L.arkin. and I will Be-
brave II Col spares me my reason. Do
you know. sir. I'm getting dsnngsd like
at times. Nv hsal's light. It's . horrible
thing to lie that death. bat II ! don't 20
crazy I'll tell the people from the scanold
that I'm an Innocent man. When I'm
dead ard in my grave the truth will conn
out. You'll SEQ the day, and before the
year 10 out. That wont 10 me any good.
though. for I'll be In my grave"
At every mention Of his death Lsrkin's
EYES filled with tears. and II vas at times
| difficult for him 10 spsak.
III don't seem possible. air." he aid.
" for an innocent man 70 die that death.
can't believe that . Just God will let me
go out there to that g~allows. That's the
way I feel when I think hard. Ihops 10
sink through that floor . dead man this
minute II I'm not an innocent man. but
then | believe there's some power In this.
when a mans born. the day he's 10 die 10
set for him. aud the way Of IL; that's What
believe. suppose God has done all this
way for me I can't zee the justice Of II
though. I'm not . bad man. l know l
kept bad ompany aud didn't live right.
but I never iid any man harm that ! know
u. ! was always handwriting. and never
refused to help . poor man. But irs
God. will. I suppose"
The miserable, broken man then went
back 20 the time 10 the murder and told OF
his arrest. lie also expressed his ilrm be-
lief that susie Brown had killed corcoran.
After the trial and conviction she had
tahss poison and when in expectation OF
death confessed that she had sworn his
life away through malice. And, said
Larkin. mark my words. before abe
dies and after I'm hanged w~rongfully.
that M will tell tho truth. She cant
20 before God with that on her soul" He
expressed gratitude 10 all the nswspapsr
nisn who had said kind things Of him
The reporter asked u hs could bring
him anything to comfort him In his terri
bic situation. lie said no. very thank
fully. anil the Kind tone OF tho reporter
moved him To tears. The least emotion OF
any Kind breaks down his .~sslf-eontrol.
Everybody looks forward to- the last day
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liable.
Father Msnosus 10 faithful in his minis-
t~ratious to the condemned mAa. calling
daily now and doing what he can 70 pre-
pare the poor soul for its plunge. Every
body about the Jail 10 Kind and attentive.
The best of food 10 carried 10 him. but he
has little appetite for Il. He spsnds .
great part IL his time new In bed with the
clothes drawn over his head. Half an
hour with the poor broken fellow tries tho
strongest nerves.