Arizona weekly citizen., 1884-04-19
CaSeY,S Last Night.

The doomed man did rot go to bed until one o'clock this morning. During the early part of last evening be devoted to card playing with his guards, Messrs. Skinner and Kirby. Afterwards he entered into conversation with 4. D. Otis, Chairman of the Board of Super visors, and Sheriff Paul. The talk was genial and Casey was particular not to dIvulge any secrets of his past life. At this juncture 1t may be well to state that few days ago, Casey sent for NIT. Otis, and after their first interview, took quite liking for that gentleman. The Supervisor has been with the criminal q great deal since, and in sympathy for the unfortunate man, he went to the personal expense of purchasing a funeral suit of black. When Casey retired for his last sleep before execution. he was apparently in good spirits. He slept soundly and did not awake until 6 o'clock this morning. He then exhibited no signs of nervousness over his ap- preaching dissolution.
 HEARTY BREAKFAST
 Was spread before him, and he gave vent to very liberal appetite. The menu consisted of scrambled eggs, DOT terhouse steak, mutton chops, plate of cakes, a pot of coffee and a little bacon.
 During the morning Casey devoted the most of the time with his spiritual adviser, Father Antonio Jouvenceau. lie also underwent the ordeal of a close shave by Fred Sparrow. Atterward he dressed himself in his new suit, and for an hour thereafter devoted his time to receiving a few welcome visitors, among them a couple of Sisters of Charity. tempted to call upon him (nOt CITIZEN representatives and obtain an interview, he called out to the guard:
 "Will you do me the favor of sending these reporters away. I do not wish to be bothered with them"
 Shortly after F o'clock, Casey seem ingly enjoyed a cold lunch of chicken, roast beef, pie and hot tea. At quarter to one o'clock the great crowd that had assembled outside, were allowed to enter the iail-yard. As they went trampiDg through the hall way of the jail, the multitudinous footsteps of the throng, must have been especially annoying to the man about to meet his doom. A CITIZEN reporter was near him at the time, and it was noticeable that Casey was unusually restless. Instead of quietly sitting on his bunk, with an un- concerned air, he paced
 UP AND DOWN HIS CELL
 m. .littently. The cigar between his lips was puffed vigorously, and he was really Ill at ease. At one o'clock precisely, Sheriff Paul entered the corridor, and asking Casey whether he wished the
 DEATH WARRANT
 read in jail on the scaffold, the prisoner preferred to hear the document deliver ed privately. The sheriff therefore pro- ceeded to fulfill his unpleasant duty at the bars of the cell. Hardly dozen spectators were present. Casey tlstened attentively but uttered not word. He then arose, and as the key clanked III the lock of his cell, the murderer arose strengthened himself out, and walked steadily into the corridor. Thence he proceeded through the jail
 TO THE sCAFFoLD.
 Outside fully two hundred spectators many there from morbid curiosity, were awaiting his arrival. But he did not show the least signs of finching. He was evident that he
 WOULD DIE GAME.
 Ascending with firm step the stairs of the scaffold, and just behind Father Jouvenceau, he quietly seated himself in the arm chair there provided for him The butt of cigar. which he had com pressed between his lips as be made hls last earthly trip, was carelessly thrown away when he sat down. The officers or | the scaffold, including Sheriff Paul, De