The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1888-02-08
HAUNTED By HIS VICTIM.
Horrible Sufferings of q Woman Murderer
Sentenced to Death.

Horrible Sufferings of Woman Murderer
Sentenced to Death.
Special to Globe-Democrat.
George Durham heard the sentence, s'Guilty
of murder in the first degree" pronounced
against him at Woodbury.. N j., few minutes
before midnight Saturday, after somewhat
sensational trial for the killing of mis- mother
in-law, Barbara Handle. Durham lie a young
fellow in hts twenties, and all through the trial
that excited the interest of everybody
who paid any attention to tho trial
Since the dread verdict, his bearing of indiffer-
ence has given place to one of abject terror that
has formed most striking contrast Tonight
he is complete wreck, haunted by his victim
and crouching in vain from it in the corner Of
his cell, and gazing with dilated eyes for its
coming. All day long he has been the victim of
his haunting fears, and more terrible, yet pitt
liable liable to object than When ns ,n would be
Saturday night within few moments of
midnight, pronounced him guilty OF murder in
the first degree. he was carried rather than led
back to his cell to pass sleepess night The
clothing he had worn during the trial taken
from him and his old clothes substituted He
was placed in the cell on the upper tier Of the
west corridor. There he moaned and tossed
through the night. unable to gain any sleep,
while Constable Yaricks, who. at the suggestion
of Prosecutor Perry, had been placed to watch
him, kept his weary vigil
Durham was and about at dawn. pacing
YEARLY up and down the narrow confines of
his cell All day long he was nervous and ex-
cited, and when. shortly after noon, officer
Yearicks endeavored to give Durham some of
the medicine in glass of water, Durham
looked at it earnestly for an instant threw his
head back and refused to touch it. With great
difficulty Yearicks finally coaxed him to gulp it
down. but he would not touch the glass. Year
icks then withdrew, pushing the iron bolt
into its socketAwith thump
Shortly after dark, tonight, there came from
the cell unearthly groan, followed by the
heavy stamping OF Dunham's slippered feet on
the iron floor of his cell, and the sound of his
body humping against the iron walls of his CELL
Yearicks opened the door quickly and found
Durham again crouching in the far corner Of
his cell, his eyes intently fixed upon the bed.
The officer got him to lie down, but the scene
was enacted again and again. Not word could
suadea Durham to SIT in a chair In the corridor
The chair was close to the par
tition. Between the two corridors, about
eight feet from the floor, bars placed The
Durham. The murderer caught sight of the
face, sprang up with wild cry and broke for the
iron stairway. crying, who's there2 Who's
there2" Yearcks got him back to the chair, but
he could not sit still, and at last he put
back in his cell.
While the haunted mans jailers were discuss
ing his strange actions tonight, there came
from his cell a wild shrek accompanied by
ants rushed into the Jail. Officer Yeari cks
opened the door once more, and there stood poor
Durham, the picture of abject fear and woe.
"Oh, oh, there she isl" he half groaned, half
screamed. He stood in the corner of his cell.
his eyes blazing. his breast heavng. and every
nerve quickened to the widest activity. His
fiery gaze was riveted upon the bed he had COM
pletely wrecked. and he seemed to be looking for
wreck was being removed and the Stats ratified
together he sent into another paroxysm of
fear and had to be held to keep him from doing
himself bodily harm The wrecked bed was re-
moved, and nothing left in rhe cell. Then Dun
ham became calner He is to be sentenced on
Thursday