The morning call., 1894-05-13
THE RESULT OF AN APPEAL.
Warden Hale Only Holds Him
on a Death Warrant.
WHAT THE MURDERER SAYS
Still Cheerful and Hopeful With the
Shadow of Death Hanging
Over Him.

Fredericks, the murderer Of Cashier Her
rick, will, in all probability, soon take up
his abode in the County JAN in charge of
Sheriff McDade.
The Sheriff doesn't want Fredericks, and
would sooner lose fiuger than have such
a source of worriment in his care. But
under the law as it exists there seems to be
no help for it, and whatever the Sheriff
may say he may have to welcome the mur-
derer to his domain before many days are
over.
At present Fredericks is in the State
Prison at San Quentin. He is in cell %
and securely guarded. But he Is held
there under his death warrant Attorney
Colwell is going to appeal the case. and
as soon as his appeal is made that annuls
the death warrant and there is nothing
under which Warden Hale can hold him.
The murderer then goes back under the
jurisdiction of the county, and that is how
Sheriff McDade will get the honor of hav-
ing so distinguished guest. or course
the natural opinion Is that II Frederlcks
does return to the County Jail he may
some night push enough bricks out and
walk away.
The San Quentin atmosphere seems to
agree with Fredericks. He looks we'll,
eats we'll, and when called upon yesterday
was engaged in perusIng well-thumo bed
volume OF Lytton's Last of the Barons."
II don't care much about that book" said
Fredericks, as he laid it down, "but it
may get better toward the end. You see
a fellow has got to read to pass away the
time. How do / feel? Well. feel that If
| hadn't been so kind to Officer ParrOtte l
wouldn't be here nOw."
VI; rafo Fn0nnt O
tempt to escape from the City Prison, and
the ice once broken on this subiect Freder-
icks was quite willing to talk. "Y es, he
said, II came'near getting away. 1t was
my kindness saved him. No one gives me
credit for that. though. l could have
killed Parrotte. and II had l would have
been free. Captain Stone lies when he
saws the key was not with Parrotte. Stone
is no good. He treated me awful mean.
Lindheimer is pretty good man. though.
| knew where the key was, you can bet
your life on that
"Why. l only intended to stun Parrotte.
1t would have knocked him senseless,
hats ALL He'd have got over it in an
hour, and only had a sore head for few
days"
Seeing what he took for look of in
credulity in the eyes of his auditors. he
added quickly. "OD, l know. I've been
knocked senseless, and know exactly how
III g.,
hair when the visitors laughed at his
naivete.
"WiIl | get out of this ?" he repeated to
a question. why, yes. / think so. I've
got hopes. l never give up hope. or
course every one Is down upon me. Look
at the incongruity of it all. They blame
me for ali the murders of the State. | was
never in Nevada County, where Pascoe
was killed. l did not shoot Bruce. Why,
they accused me of killing Messenger, but
the cal murderer was caught, as suppose
they'll catch Pascoe's murderer. 1t is a
wonder they haven't accused me of mur-
deriDg McWhirter," concluded Fredericks,
medtatively. Then he stopped to think.
1t seemed to him that if he had killed Par
rotte he would have gained his liberty,
he said again, with kind of sigh.
"No; no one gave me credit for my kind
ness to ParrOtte.
Then the murderer glanced at the bare
white walls of his cell, at the chair and
table and nasty couch and smiling at his
visitors said: 'There isn't much here,
is there? But Pm not going to commit
suicide. While there's Lie there's hope.
Still Pm better off-more at ease, you
know-than I've been for the last five
years."
"Why?" asked a reporter.
"Oh. the misery of it. There Is nothing
in it after all. Why, was quite honest
until eight years ago. Then / shipped as
a whaer under glittering promises. made
a nine months voyage and got paid off
with-how much do you think?-a dollar.
That turned me. To think of the Mob
Hill mansions, thosesw places burg
larized then," and as he thought Freder-
icks smiled. "But," he went on, there
isn't cent in it. / made bare existence
only. But it was such misery, and am
better off here. OF course if I'm to 60.
I'm to go. and there's no good crying, but
Pm not gone yet"
Fredericks spoke in an interpretive and
reminiscent way. He prides himself yet
that he is a man Of his word. "Why,
those fellows that promised to carry the
arms to Sontag In Folsom didn't keep
their word. the dirty dogs. but l did.
didn't want to carry those arms. but l
kept my word" said he in that connection.
He is confident that he win not De
hanged. He Ia always laughing and jok-
ing He has received letter from AttOr-
ney COlwel stating that he was taking
steps to appeal. The cell in which Fred
ericks is confined is a strong one, and be-
sides that Captain Edgar, who has charge
of the yard, Is a determined man, while
Guard Sullivan will shoot TO kill Freder-
icks has little chance to get away from
San Quentin, although, like many others,
he may not like Warden Hale's hospitality,
but the case will be different IL he ever
gets to the County Jail.
Warden Hale hasn't much belief that
the condemne ed man will hang on the date
set for the execution. why, | wouldn't
be surprised if it took eighteen months to
hang that man. There's the appenl, you
know, and that takes long time. FredeI
icks will not escape while he is here, l cali
tell you that. He is watched closely al
the time. don't see how can hold mar
here when he appeals. / hold him under
the death warrant, but when he appeals,
that's nother thing"