The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1895-12-12


days now became in the great. dimly
lighted gallows room, the courage and
indifference of a man who was at least
not afraid to die.
The room was Illuminated only by a
locomotive headlight suspended about
four feet from the floor opposite the
scaffold.
The chief deputy mounted the scat
fold. where Warden Wolfe Of the state
penitentiary, ex-Sheriff Win Bracket
and Sheriff Chappell of st. Paul, were
already waiting and directed that every
hat be removed and that there be no
smoking. A Gordon Of policemen hled
in and made a, little passage way Tor
the death party.
Meanwhile the prisoner had been
made ready in the cell room, black
silk robe had been put on and black
cap adjusted. Suddenly the door was
thrown wide open and the sound of
an inarticulate yell fioated in from the
cell room where the prisoners COM
rades were taking their farewell; then
came the three hoarse cheers for Sher-
iff Holmberg, led by Hayward himself.
and ending with, Hes all right. AS
the echoes died away the sheriff ap-
peared, followed by the prisoner be
Deputy Megarden bringing up the rear
Harry Hayward faced the death cham
her with the same easy strides that
marked his promenades when he was
eWagger youth in society.
His Jaunty Air.
"Good evening. gentlemen" said he
IN clear. even tones, as he bowed his
way into the room. wearing his SOM
her garb so jauntily that its grotesque-
ness was forgotten AS he MADE way
ITO stairs to the scaffold he trlpped on
the unaccustomed gown This amused
him, and he laughed.
AS he STROBE up to the trap the depu-
ties looked more like frightened child
ren hanging to parent than oIilcers
of the law Harry Hayward might
have posed for a figure of justice de-
Tending the weak, instead Of a muir
dered going TO his doom. Carefully
niacing his feet on the marked spots,
he drew his figure to the greatest
height and glanced about with calm
face. occasionally frightened by a
smile of recognition as he saw some
friend. Upon being asked II ne had
anything to say, he replied IN q care
less, drawing tone:
asWer. yes.'' He moistened his lips
with his tongue. well, to you all, y
he began. there has been a good deal
of curiosity and wonder at my action
and some of you think I am the very
devil" with peculiar drawing accent
at the firrt syllable of that word, and
if YOU all knew my whole life, you
would think so all the more. I have
dictated a full statement today on all
my life to Mr.. Edward Goodsen, Mr..
j. T. ManniX, and the stenographer.
Wanted the Dog.
where's Uline?" he went ON some
what disconnectedly, "1 promised to
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 you. Where are
YOU? Aren't you here? I can't see
YOU and the speaker peered about
for the detective.
I'm 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 ticket?"
A hat was showed up into the cone OF
light in assent. "Ah, that's good
Mannix, let me see now" and Hay
ward hesitated with the embarrass-
ment Of a man who had forgotten his
speech.
"Take your time" said Sheriff Holm
berg.
az certainly had something to say to
Mannix, because [ have always enter
tanned the kindest feelings for him.
Joe, remind me of what it was; you
know have been having trouble with
my memory lately"
Say nothing more in that line
came in low, distinct tones from Man
nix You are about to meet your
God, and should express here your for.
givneSs for your brother as you did SC
nobly to me today, and with thoughts
of your mother and father before YOU
should act as you have during the last
torty-eight hours, meeting death man.
fully and forgiving all those toward
whom you have borne any i'll will III
20 this time
81 Forgive Him."
Forgive him." said Harry, as Man
nix finished; well, l have freely for
given him for any imaginary wrong
he thinks he has done me. He has
done me no wrong. I have done him a
great wrong I forgive him freely
Father Cleary, Father Timothy and
Father Christie have taken great in
1erest in me. and have eXerted them.
selves greatly about my spiritual wei.
0are. I have the greatest respect for
each Of them; for John Day Smith, my
lawyer, also. He is a good man and is
r. Christian as well as 81 good lawyer
and have promised him to say some.
thing more tonight which 1 should
probably not have said of my owr
accord"
With an effort Hayward turned his
eyes upward and said, in a strident
meaningless voice, quite different from
the conversational one he has been
using:
"Oh God. for Christ's sake, forgive
all my sins
"Oh," resumed Harry, dropping back
to his former tone. lis Goodsell here %
When told Goodsell was absent he
continued, Well DR.. Burton, 1 think
have something to say to you"
The doctor stopped him with the sug.
sestion that he had better not say any.
thing. Hayward stood a moment in
thought, as if telling the names OF
those he wished to remember in his
last words. Apparently satisfied thai
all had been done. that he had intend.
ed. he half turned his head and f1uns
it back over his shoulder.
The strap was quickly adjusted. AS
the moose settled down over the he4d
he said:
under the right ear? No, it is the left
Pull it tight That's good. Keep your
courage up, gentlemen"
The prisoners face purpled slightly
Is the moose frightened and the visol
of the black cap was turned down. Il
was Hayward's last glimpse Of earth
ssru Stand Pat"
Pull her tight; I'll stand pat" hi
said.
Megarden stepped back, raised hi.
head on the fatal signal and like {