Belmont chronicle. [volume] (St. Clairsville, Ohio) 1855-1973, 1882-07-06
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EVENT OF TBEDAY.

EVENT OF TIE DAY.
Att o'clock the warden, becoming
alarmed at the large crowd
that appeared within the rotunda, or
dered peremptorily that no more be ad-
and large number of persons
bearing Marshal Henry's appointments
as deputies, and several newspaper men
with credentials were shut out. AS the
hour of II o'clock approached the crowd,
which had thronged the warden's office,
gradually passed through into the rotun-
pa through which the procession was to
pass. At this time lively commotion
at the entrance of the Jail, caused by loud
cries, and a struggle with the police,
turned attention in that direction. A
long-haired crank with message from
God Almighty to Guiteau had arrived,
and falling to reach the entrance of the
Jail had resumed in wild attack upon
the police, yell of defiance, and a SUBJ
sequent incarceration in the local police
station. At II o'clock precisely the de-
tail of artillery men on duty within the
Jail were drawn up in line diagonally
across the rotunda, and oadered to a
"rest." AS their musket butts struck
upon the stone floor with loud bang,
the sound reached Guiteau in his cell
and he started with visible emotion. At
1915 a row of policemen, FIVE in num-
ber, pressed back the crowd from the
door leading into the tier of cells in
which the condemned man was confined.
and also from the dooI leading into the
corridor in which the execution was to
take place. Then they formed in line
with the soldiers in the passage through
which the procession was to take its
way. At 2:20 the physicians, consist
ing of Drs. Patterson, Hagner, Sewers,
Elliott, Newman, Lamb, and Hardigan,
passed down the line, and into the cor
ridor to the scaffold. Their appearance
led to the belief that the procession had
started from the cell and heads were
uncovered, as the crowd pressed little
closer to the policemen to get better
view. Five minutes elapsed and John
Wilson Guiteau crossed the lines of pO-
lice and took up his position near the
door leading to his brothers cell, ten
minutes more elapsed and the changing
of cell door led to the muffled cry,
Here they Gomez then the temporary
wooden door that had hidden the corri-
dor leading to Guiteau's cell swung
slowly open, and gthe prisoners last
journey had begun.
Heading the procession walked the
stalwart form and massive barred head
of Marshal Henry, the warmest friend
of the condemned mans victim. His
face was flushed and he looked neither
to the right nor left, as he grimly, with
set teeth s,rode across the stone floor of
the rotnnda. Following him came War
den Crocker, and DR.. Young, the Jail
physician. Then, between the two men,
Woodward and Winter, who have been
his death watch, came the condemned
assassin. His face clean shaven except
for stubby, bristling mustache, was
slightly sallow from long confinement.
The eyes were clear and peculiarly
bright. He was dressed in a neat-ftting
suit of broadcloth. His neck was un-
dressed with the exception of a clean
white handkerchief thrown around it.
As he walked along the assassin glanced
from side to side and apparently took Ill
the whole scene. He was attended by
DIR. Hicks, who walked behind one of
the deputies, and as they passed the
door of the corridor his brother. John
Wilson Guiteau, stepped in upon the
other side and walked with him. Fol-
lowing the assassin came two additional
deputies. The procession passed rapidly
across the rotunda, and as it entered the
corridor the crowd gave way in one
surge toward the corridor. The-soidiers
broke ranks and rushed for the most
available places, while few persons re-
mained within the rotunda,upon chairs,
looking down the corridor. The floor of
the corridor lies six feet below the floor
of the rotunda, so that the crowd which
but partially filled the corridor did not
interfere with the view of those behind.
With quick and firm step the assassin
MOUNTED THE GALLows,
and, turning, faced the crowd. Warden
Crocker took up his position upon the
right side of the gallows,with DR.. Young
beside him. Marshal Henry stood upon
the left of the prisoner and at the back
were ranged the deputies and assistants.
At the foot of the scaffold stood John
w. Guiteau. DIR. Hicks stepped forward
and read a short prayer for the dying,du-
ring which the assassin bowed his head.
At its conclusion DR.. Hicks opened the
Bible, and Guiteau, in firm tone, said ::
81 will read selection from the tenth
chapter of Matthew, from the 28th to
the 41st verse inclusive. He then read
in clear, strong voice and with good
intonation, showing little If any ner-
vousness. Then DR.. Hicks drew from
his pocket the manuscript of Guiteau's
prayer and held it before his eyes. Gui-
teau began to read in solemn, half
tone his last prayer. as follows:
"My dying prayer on the gallows: Father,
now | 90 to Thee and the Savior. l have
finished the work Thou gavest me to do, and
| am only too happy to go to Thee. The
world does not yet appreciate my mission, but
Thou knowest it, Thou knowest Thou didst
inspire Garfields removal, and only good has
come from it. This is the best evidence that
inspiration came from Thee, and have set it
forth in my book that all men may read and
may know that their father didst inspire the
act for WHICH am murdered. This Govern
ment and Nation by this act, know. will in
cur Thy eternal enmity, as did the Jews by
killing Thy man my Savior. The retribution
ia that case came quick and sharp, and
know Thy divine law of retribution will
sIIlkc buts 4NdtiOu duu luy illuihCiCi6 IL IhC
same way. The diabolical spirit of this Ma
ton, its Government, and its newspapers to-
ward me will Justify Thee in cursing them;
and know that the divine law of retribution
is inexorable; therefore predict this Nation
will 90 down in blood and murderers, from
The Executive to the hangman, will go to hell.
Thy laws are inexorable, oh, Thou Supreme
Judge; woe unto the men that violate Thy
laws; only weeping and gnashing of teeth
awaits them. The American press has large
bill to settle, with Thee, righteous Father, for
their vindictiveness in this matter. Nothing
but blood will satisfy them, and now my
blood be on them, and this Nation and its of
fcals. Arthur, the President, is coward
aad an migrate. His ingratitude to the man
that made him and saved his party and land
from overthrow has no parallel in history, but
Thou, righteous Father, will judge him.
Father, thou knowest me, but the world hath
not known me, and now go to Thee and the
Savior without the slightest i'll will toward a
human being. Farewell, ye men of EARTH