The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1895-12-12

pravity-He Leads His Gang in a Fina
Three Cheers for Sheriff HoImberg-
Wants to Spring the Trap Himself-As a
Climax. He EFFORTS the Officers to be
Brave.
Minneapolis, Mimi, Dec. 11.-With a
gamblers phrase upon his lips and a
cold smile upon his face, Harry Hay
ward faced eternity early this morning.
Pull her tight; I'll stand pat
These were the last words he uttered
as the deputy. with blanched face and
trembling hands, pulled the well soap
ed moose as tightly about the murder
er's neck as he could in order that
death might come more quickly and
surely. 1t was II minutes past o'clock
when Sheriff Holmberg pulled the lever
and thus released the trap upon which
Hayward stood. In just Is minutes the
county physician declared the swinging
figure, in which not a movement or
struggle had been observed, dead. The
final act in the great tragedy had been
played and the curtain rung down on
the career Of the chief actor.
The coolest man at his execution was
Harry Hayward, debonair as ever
What had seemed mere effrontery dur
ing the last few days, now became the
Indifference of a man who was at least
not afraid to die. 1t was scene never
10 be forgotten, when at last, after
what had seemed endless waiting, the
death watch appeared at the door. The
room was illumina ted only by a loco
motive headlight suspended about four
feet from the floor opposite the scaffold
The huge cone of light threw a horrid-
ly distorted shadow of the engine of
death on the rough whitewashed stone
wall behind. Two nooses were discern
fble, both well tried and tested, one be-
ing held in reserve. The deputy had
carefully chal1ed two circles where the
feet OF the doomed man were to stand,
and had outlined the trap, that there
might be no mistake in the uncertain
light. The chief deputy mounted the
scafold, where Warden Wolfe Of the
state penitentiary, eX-Sheriff VIM
Brackett and Sheriff Chappell of ST.
Paul were already waiting. A Gordon
OF policemen filed in and made a little
passage way for the death party.
CHEERED THE SHERIFF.
Meanwhile the prisoner had been
made ready in the cell room, his black
silk robe put on and black cap adjust
cd. suddenly the door was thrown
wide open and the sound of an inarticu-
where the prisoners comrades were
taking their farewell; then three hoarse
cheers for Sheriff Holmberg, led by
Hayward himself, ending with, Hes
all rightw
1t was awful. Such a demonstration
led by man on his way to meet death.
DIS its echoes died away, the sheriff ap-
peared followed by the prisoner be-
tween Deputies Bright and Anderson.
TlpsTarIrNr arl.a
rear. Harry Hayward entered the
death chamber with the same easy
stride that marked his promenades
when he staggered as a youth in So
ciety.
Good evening. gentlemen" said he
In clear, even tones, as he bowed his
way into the room. wearing the sombre
g2Iio so jauntily that its grotesqueness
was forgotten AS he made his way I'D
The stairs TO the scaffold he tripped on |
the unaccuStomed gown. This amused
him and he laughed at the false step.
AS he strobe upon the trap the deputies |
looked more like frightened children, |
than officers Of the law. Harry Hay-
ward might have posed for the figure Of |
Justice defending the weak instead of a |
murderer going % his doom.
CHATS WITH HIS FRIENDS.
Carefully placing his feet on the |
marked spots. he drew his splendid fig |
ure to Its greatest height and glanced |
about with a calm face, occasionally |
frightened by a smile of recognition as |
he saw some friend in the crowd. Upon |
being asked If he had anything to saw !
he replied in careless, drawing tone. |
Well, yes" He moistened his lips with
his tongue
We'll. to you ALL" he began; There
has been a good deal of curiosity and |
wonder at my action and some of Won
think that am the very devil and If
you all knew my whole life you would
think so all the more. 1 have dictated
fun statement today on all my life
10 Edward Goodsell. J. T Mannix and
a stenographer-lets see what's that
stenographer's manner" and Hayward
peered down over the edge Of the scat
fold as If expecting some one to an
swer.
Where's Uline?" he went on discon-
nectedly.
''Uline is here"
Il promised 10 take his dog with me
under my arm to make him a record. 1t
would be a good thing for the dog
Doyle, you told me to bow to Won,
where are you? Aren't You here? I
can't See you" and the speaker peered
around for the detective
/ am here, Harry" called out DOYLE.
Well, then, good evening. Mr..
Doyle, said the prisoner. smiling
graciously and bowling. Then taking
another tack, he called out:
Clemens. did you get that tichet?"
All, that's good. Mannix, let me !
see now" and Hayward hesitated with |
the embarras sment or a man who bad |
forgotten his speech.
Take your time" said Sheriff Holm
berg.
Let me see now. certainly had
something 10 say TO ATannix. because 1
have always entertained the kinde<t
feelings for him. Joe. remind me OF ,
what II was; you know I have been hay ,
Ing trouble with my memory lately"
say nothing more in that line" came
In low. distinct tones from Mannix.
You are about to meet your God and
should express here your forgiveness |
for your brother 5
Forgive him?" said Harry. as Man :
Dix finished.
HIS MOCK PRAYER.
We'll. / have freely forgiven him for ;
any imaginary wrong he thinks he has | :
Zone me. He has done me no wrong. 7 l
have done him great wrong. l forgive I
nm freely. Father Cleary, Father Tim T
my ana Father Christy have exerte,i =
-hef1sefVes greatly about my spiritual | T
welfare have the greatest reSoecr s
,or each Of them. For John nav smith
ny lawyer, also. He IS a good man. and
christian as well as lawyer and
have promised him 10 say something 4
IeIe tonight which probably would nor
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