Daily Los Angeles herald., 1878-04-14
The Slayers of T. w. Moore.
We reproduce the following pen
pictures of the slayers of T.Wallace
More from the Santa Barbara Press
of April 11th:
CHURCHILL.


More from the Santa Barbara Press
of April 11th:
CHURCHILL
Entering the door, the first
thing that catches the eye is a cot
bed standing against the wall to
the left of the Judge. On this, with
head supported well up by pillows,
lies figure the outlines of which
show it to be that of tall, spare
man. The face would be a strange
one anywhere; but there, and with
theinformation that it belongs to
Churchill, it gains added peculiari-
ties and interest. Predisposed as
the human mind is to judge accord
ing to suspicion, it could hardly say
truthfully that this is the coun-
tenance of murderer. The face is
long and narrow, with prominent
cheek bones and peculiarly high
forehead, aquiline nose, we'll
shaped mouth, and scant beard of
light color, scarcely covering the
cheeks, and adding to the length of
the face by growing to a point over
the chin; moustache light in color
and quantity, and complexion
ford, almost delicate. But the
eye! Not the blue that might be
expected, but brown and piercing;
the iris seeming to be of the same
color as the pupil, and with that
startling trick of dilating and con-
tracing like that of a cat. Churchill
is from Iowa originally, and last
from Oregon, is now about 80 years
old, and has Il wife and several
children. He had collegiate edu.
cation, married coarse woman,
fell to her level, and lower still,
even. 1t is he of whom it is said
his wife once pursued him with a
pistol, shouting, "You got away
with More, but Cd you, you
can't get away with mev' His face
might write for the Quarterly Re.
Uie,O; his eyes commit murder at
every passionate impulse. He is
sick now. He will recover-for
what?
SPRAGUE.
To the right of the Judge sit, in a
row, seven more prisoners. Cook
and Swanson will be released.
They need not be noticed. Sprague,
the reputed leader, instigstor, the
dam ndest villain Of the crew." is
a man of forty-fve,. with iron-gray
hair and whiskers, the latter grow
ing all over his face, cropped quite
short, middle height, shoulders
rounded, awkard carriage. His
head Is small, forehead low, but
not british, features coarse and eye
deep set and fishy. He is from
Ohio. For some twenty years he
was Baptist preacher, but latterly
has been an ardent, foul-mouthed
atheist. A demagogue with a burn
ing ambition to be leader, to do
all the talking, to be at the head of
any movement good, bad or worse.
For some time past he has been the
prime mover in workingmen's
club, which was to nominate him
for the Constitutional Convention.
This morning he was visited by his
daughter, a nice-looking girl of fif-
teen. By her he was given bou-
quet of flowers, which he carried
with him to the court room, ever
and anon, affecting to enjoy its fra
GRANGE. He has grown-up sons
and daughters. and it is said his
home is comparatively nice one.
No need to comment on his char
acter-he it was who, placing his
pistol to the forehead of his pros
trate victim, and In answer to the
latter's dying moan, said: There,
G. d-yon take that" and sent
the bullet crashing into his brain.
THE OTHER PRISONERS.
John Curlee-A face to find the