The morning call., 1894-04-20
NO FEAR OF A HEREAFTER
Talks Jocularly of the Fate
That Awaits Him.
CURSES MANKIND GENERALLY.
Declares That Brave Man Can Only
Die Once, While Coward May
Die a Dozen Times.

Patrick J. Sullivan has made up his
mind to die.
An emblem of eternity in the shape Of a
castiron cogwheel weighing 300 pounds
was hanging at the end of rope on the
State Eallows in San Quentin prison last
night. To-day at 1920 O'Clock the wife
murderer will take the place OF the cog
" heel with a rope around his neck.
When Sullivan was informed of Gov
ernor Markhem's final decision that there
would be no executive interference In his
case his face underwent a slight change,
and a momentary pallor Overspread his
features, but it was soon past to return no
more until his face is hidden by the black
cap. That is what he told CALL re-
porter last night "TEe jig is up" he SAID,
land there is no use in crying or moaning
over what can't be helped. I'm booked to
die tomorrow and that settles it. Pm
simply going to make the most of the few
hours that are lett. But / ought not to
talk to you reporters, you just paint me in
the worst light and make capital out OF it. +"
When the reporter referred TO Sullivan S
victim, the butchered wife, he flew into a
passion that made him appear hendlsh in
the extreme, and for answer be turned
loose q JOTE6ub u III
aud curses on all mankind, particularly the
police officers who arrested him. "Ehose
fsttenrd dogs, those til eyes," he cried,
"they swore my life away because / had
not dollar op earth. Aud as for you,
don't want anything brought up about my
wife or what / did. l shan't answer any
questions on that subject, how | feel. or
anything else"
The condemned man no longer occupie s
the narrow cell where he was placed on
March 6. he has been removed 10 large
and airy cage OF heavy wooden Stats IN
the top story of the old State building.
Here he is constantly under the eyes of
two guards. with whom he chats freely.
Indeed, he seems 10 desire constant
conversation in order to forget his situa-
ton. In the adjoining room is the gallOws,
freshly painted and newly tested for the
occasion.
The strength of the fatal rope was
tested several times last evening, and was
pronounced adequate to break SuliVan's
neck. There Will be a fall of six feet,
SulliVan'S physical appearance Is that
of a man in good health with regular appe-
tite. but his woltish eyes are restless. and
when angered his features throw off the
human look and assume more of the ami
mai.
He does not feel kindly toward mankind
in general, as most condemned men have
shout that he is bound straight for heaven.
al have had nc sympathy, except from my
lawyers, Arthur Mack and Judge Lemon"
ne said, land l don't feel CRATE III to any,
body but them and the two guards who are
with me now" II l had had money
would have been in lInatic asylum In
stead of here. Policemen McCarty and
Barry swOre my life away. There is big
wedge between law and justice and you
can't drive it out except with money. The
police in San Francisco are a rotten lot.
They take anything they can get. They
and the law have done NE up, but it's all
my own fault. | was a fair anu square
and decent man before came TO San
Francisco in 1887 l hadn't drunk drop
of LIQUOR for seven years aud had had no
fights or quarrels, except little harmless
tiffs occasionally. l have been in ali the
principal seaports In the world, except In
Australia"
Sullivan has had an eventtul life. He
was aboard the United States warship
Brooklyn during the naval drill at Key
West in 1874 He WAS a fireman on the
Nipsc during the bombardment of Alex
andria. Egypt, June II, 1882. He likes to
talk in detail about his career in the navy,
where be served fourteen years IS fireman.
Sullivan was born in County TfppeTary,
Ireland, in August, 1854. When child In
his mothers arms be landed in New York.
where he was partly raised. He worked
in the rolling-mills IN Baltimore and finally
joined the navy. He came to San Fran
cisco on Good Friday, 1887. and as comet
dence he will go out of the world this
Friday. The officials of the prison say lie
has been cheerful ever since be has been
there, and they pronounce him good CON-
pany. He is known on the register as
No. 1850.
He is the third man to hang within the
walls of San Quentin. The spiritual adj
visers 81 the condemned are Father Demp-
sey of San Rafael and Father McQuaide of
San francisco. The reverend gentlemen
were with him most of the day. and will