Waterbury evening Democrat., 1889-09-19
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A SCREENING SIGHT.
The Ghastly Results of a Scien'
 tif1o Experiment
Instead of Being Hung, B Prisoner in Kill lnainham Jail Is Beheaded by . SILK Cord-Tho Cluvorius Trag-
 ody at Richmond.

was reporter on Dublin daily more than twenty years ago, says writer in the New York Herald, and one of the men had been detailed to attend an execution on the following morning. He had some other en- gagement and asked mo to take his place and consented. Early next morning found me speeding behind flying hack along the South Quays around by Klngsbridge, through the drives of the "Old Mans Home," and up to the gates of Kilmainham. About Q dozen reporters shivered around, a thick drizzle penetrated to the skin, and as the dull gas-lanps fiickered through the fog and showed tho dismal walls more dis heartening scene could scarcely be wit messed. Gradually tho dawn of the Novem- ber day appeared and revealed groups of miserable-looking waifs of the city, who and to hear the deep tolling of the bell that would announce to the outer world that James Moore, a pensioner of the British army, had paid with his life for the murder of tho wretched partner who shared his name and misery in hovel in Bull lane, one of the worst and most sQualid slums of Dublin City.
 The dull, deep, leaden mist hid tower and steeple and made tho changing of the iron doors seem 8 positive relief from the gloomy street. As we filed in through the
 
 uty governor examined our credentials, friend of mine whispered in my year: "Do you know who is to be hangman9 Not Well, it is Prof K, of Trinity College. He has got some theory about the advantage. to be gained by hanging man with a silk rope, and after much solicitation has ob- tained permission to make trial on Moore."
 Tho professor was man of high scien- tiHc ho ain made considerable stir in other fields, and he is, I believe, still alive.
 We were finally ushered into g small yard and thence into Q lesser one, where | the big boundary wall and tall buildings cut of all view save of the leaden sky over- head. In one corner of the yard solitary l little cherry tree had taken root and in the opposite one the scaffold had been erected. | It was open in front and was reached by @ | stairway. Overhead dangled rope with a loop at the end of it. A tall man, shabbily dressed and wearing a black mask, came hurriedly through doorway, and with the assistance of couple of warders ad- justed a white cord to this loop, and in few moments the last procession appeared. l The condemned mans arms were pin toned to his side, his trembling lips were as | white as his face, and he shook as though with Chagres fever. A couple of clergy men. as pale almose as the prisoner, walked by his side and ever and anon pressed . crucifx to his convulsed lips. The litany for the dying was repeated as he climbed the stairs, and when he reached the fatal plat form 1t was necessary to support him on each side
 He had been through the Crimean war, this man; he had slept for months amid the snowy slush, the squalor and vermin of the parallels, and had been rocked to these weary slumbers by such music as the whistling shells, the booming siege guns and the ping of the sharpshooter's rife pro-