The Kootenai herald. [volume] (Kootenai, Idaho) 1891-1904, 1895-12-14

It's most horrible features says the AlhA-
eapolis Tribune.
When Claus A. Blixt was telling the way
Harry gave him schemes for murder, the
public doubted the stories on account of
their extreme cruelty. They could not be
lieve that young man who was in soci-
ETY. more or less man among men who
was apparently not brute, could conceive
of such horrible things. Could the doubt
ers be with the prisoner for many days,
they would change their minds, and see
him with eyes of honesty, where there are
no prisms of fancy to cover over plain
unvarnished facts.
1t is almost impossible to give a repro
duction of the conversation of this most
wonderful criminal, but the following is
reproduced as nearly as possible, accent
ed by his peculiar gestures II was early
in the morning, and the small cage in
which the prisoner was lying was lighted
by two sperm candles He lay stretched
out upon his hammock, with wide staring
eyes looking fXedly at the ceiling above
him, that ceiling of steel with its round
headed bolts, all painted with white enam-
ell paint until it shone again in the dim
light
do you know what was just wishing
then" he asked in his peculiar drawl
smiling a little and showing the white
protruding teeth. The question was adj
dressed to his watch.
Couldn't say, Harry" was the reply.
you think so many things different from
other people,"
"We-l-l." drawled the prisoner. II was
just a wishing that could bore four holes
up there (pointing to the ceiling of his
cage, and then that l could let down four
strong ropes, and about four feet from
the floor, swing two thick planks on them,
about seven feet long-no, l guess about
six feet would be long enough-swing them
right there Indicating with his hands
space just over his bunk). Then l would
a hiring ma-fhatS what |
have been thinking out to myself-bring
me the finest sharpest, keenest butcher
knife you could buy for money, and let
me have it in my hand, and then 1 would
roll up my sleeve So Cunning up the right
sleeve of his underShirD, and then what
do you think? Why, then 1 would want
you to bring in-Adry. Just bring him
in, and turn him loose here, and lock him
in with me-
"Oh, wouldn't he tremble though? Then
I would go after him like this Sitting up
| for moment, and crooking his left arm
and fingers, and working his right as if it
| had knife in it,, and 1 would go slow,
| just to see him SILVER and hear him beg,
and then 1 would catch him, and take
the knife and "TRIP him up here (plac-
| ing his finger at the top of his foot and
passing it rapidly like the stroke of a
| knife, to the knee, and then 1 would
"TRIP him here (using the same motion
back of the calf of his Lego, and then I
would pull the flesh apart like this (seiz-
| ing the right and left portions of his calf
with each hand and motioning as if tear
| ing them from the bone), and then /
would hang the strips around his neck
like this (making a motion as if forcing
up the limbs, and passing the loose string
of flesh about his neck), so he couldn't
| kick, and then I would commence.
would just sharpen the knife nttle, then
1 would slice him up taking just as little
| shavings as I could every time, and then
he would yell, and 1 would laugh at him
1 would hope he wouldn't die too quick
"Then would lay him on one of those
planks, and l would cut his heart out and
throw it there making a quick wave OF
his left hand to the far upper corner OF
the cage, and / would cut out his liver
and plaster it there Throwing his other
arm with a motion toward the far corner
of the GELD, and then 1 would cut his -
(using a less elegant word than Viscera
out. and spill them all over the floor"
He was silent for a moment. and ther
| a light of deeper pleasure came to his
face as he cried: "Then i would wan
you to turn Blixt in here. Oh, but h,
would scream, 'E-E-E-E Crying to imi
tate an unearthly Screech). Then Wouldn
hurt him, would ]? I would take him anC
spit in his face. and then 1 would star
at his toes. and chop off just so mucl
Indicating about a sixteenth of an incl
on his own toe), and keep on choppini
until ne would ules Out bet ne WOulQ Oil
/ of fright first. Then 1 would throw tn
fragments all over the floor and STAN
upon them and spit upon them; and the
we'll would want you to bring in Mix
Kierce. the fat sneak, only 1 don't thin
he would give me much pleasure. for t
D tell you the truth, don't think he woul
bleed. think his blood is water But
might scare him to death by looking a
him. But it would be a shame to let hir
/ lie near BliXt, for BliXt could do some
- thing besides lie."
6 The above is only a portion of one of tn
scenes conjnred up by the active brain c
Hayward. 1t was spoken rather quietl,
with elaboration, and not in an excite
manner. 1t was acted out in a manner I
!. make ones blood run cold and was an e0
4 ample of the vein in which the thought
T. of the man condemned to die run. Thel
n is no feeling there, no sorrow, no wish fC
= divine forgiveness, only the desire fC
: some horrible revenge, some scene
u blood. 1t seemed as if his only though
Il was that If he was to die, he would ll
n to die killing, and killing, and killing. "
q his desire only extends to those whom I
# has set down as his enemies, and not
I. the public at large.
a This is the man for whom physician
- and others are asking clemency. This
=, the man who pretends he is innocent
Il the murder of Catherine Cling.
n HAYWARD WAS THE PRINCE OF LIAI
le Claims lie Was Married in Secret