Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1895-12-14
INSANITY OF FEAR.
Pitiable Condition Of Harry Hay
ward.


MINNEAP0LIs, Mimi, Dec. 10.--Harry
I. Hayward, the condemned murderer
of Catherine Cling, is bordering on the
the verge Of insanity. Sleeping or
waking he sees before him the phan-
tom faces Of those closely connected
with the trial wherein he found his
doom. Muttering in the dead OF night,
waving his hands before his face in the
day time, he seems always to see some
thing of which the physician who
stood by knew nothing, saw nothing.
what's it, Harry" had often been
asked, and his only reply was:
Don't you see them? They are
here and there" pointing in the dark
eorners of his cell and cruucfing buck
as If at last he feared something. This
is all that he would say to County Ply
sician Burton, who attended him
throughout the long watches Of the
night and administered opiates to quiet
the famous prisoner, whose fitful
starts and lunges gave him worriment.
To the reporter, however, he ex-
planned: Say, do you know, last
night saw the devil. He stood at
the foot of my bed and spoke to me.
Another stood at the other corner and
also saw two corpses. l wrestled
with the devils and threw them out,
but it did no good. l told them that l
was not afraid and the guard will tell
you the same. Then saw the face of
Kittie Cling. She spoke to me but l
did not answer. Blixt came too and
asked me to forgive him, but l would
not. Oh, if my brother Adry had only
come, could have strangled him and
been contented to hang" with a laugh
that sounded harsh in the echoing cell
room.
A deputy was sent to his cell and he
arrived in time to hear Harry cry:
Good, I've won a thousand. Let her
go. Deuce, then ace, ha, ha, win
again. Then an oath fell from his
lips and his talk became rambling and
unintelligible.
A lucid moment dawned and he was
asked how he felt.
"Grcat," he exclaimed; II never
spent happier day in my life and
the laugh, too horrible to find response
from his hearers, rang out.
The old life was lived over again in
his sleep, and with fitful start Harry
would exclaim words of triumph as if
engaged once more in faro game.
If Harry has not hope for COM
mutation of sentence through the
play of insanity, he has lost his reason
indeed, for but last evening he endeav-
ored to open an avenue of escape by
the offer of large sum of money.
Calling to his cell, Adry, the brother,
who gave much testimony against him
he asked forgiveness for all the harsh
things he had said against him, ther
asked for aid in escape.
"You know that l cannot do it," an
swered Adry, and Harry broke fortf
in invectives, shrieking: Il will NEE
you at the gates of hell with red hot
poker" To the guard he offered 81 ,OO'
to aid him.
Although corridor divided him from
the hanging court, Harry heard the
sound of the hammers, as they nailed
together the parts of the scaffold thai
was to receive him.
They're off, he exclaimed, with hor
rid laugh, ''go it, you fellows; make il
strong, for don't want any slip"
Then turning to the guard whc
stood by he demanded Say, afte,
the drop and they eut me down, if
get up and walk, do you suppose tina
they will let me go?' The guard as
sured the prisoner that he was fre
man should he perform this feat.
l That's all right" laughed Harry
81 will kick the top from my coffin a
} the morgue, anyway"
i Hayward declares that he will prov
to the world that he is man of nerve
i when the final moment arrives.
All through the day the noise ari'
! ing from the erection of the gallow
: smote the ears of the condemned mar
but, under it all he became calmer, e,
= cept the repeated statement, that h
t would return in spirit and haunt HI
1 brother Adry and Blixt. He is rations
3 this evening and declaring that he wi
: make statement on the gallows.