The Austin weekly statesman. (Austin, Tex.) 1883-1898, 1896-08-27

Jail in the hopes of seeing the prisoner,
but outside of merely calling at the
court house and looking at the outside of
the Jail, they got no satisfaction and
no one was admitted to the Jail save
newspaper men.
Upon arriving at the Jail Burt was
marched quickly into the run around
and placed in a cell to the extreme south
and west of the Jail on the first floor in
Il corner cell. In the same cell was Il
man from southwest Texas who is in
on the charge of stealing a horse, and
he instantly became more excited than
was Burt. He looked at Burt i'll fear
and trembling rs soon as he ascertalned
who he was. but soon quieted down and
said nothing. Everything around the
Jail was perfect order and none of the
other prisoners raised any noise, though
quite number of them craned their
nccks to see Burt as he was placed in
his cell.
With his prisoner safely behind the
bars of the strong Jail, Sheriff White
brcathed Il sigh of satisfaction and
wandered out into the fresh air with
marked content, for the last four days
he has been as much Il prisoner as Burt,
inaSmuch as he has been linked to him
by handouts at all times, and both have
been compelled to set up all the way
from Chicago here
Burt looks as natural as ever, and if
he is afflicted with any bangs of CON
science he does not show it outwardly.
While talking with him on the train
and later at the Jail, the Statesman re-
porter watched him closely to note if
there was any possible twitching or
nervousness of any kind. but in no case
did he detect any. When the train was
nearing Austin the prisoner still gave no
evidence of uneasiness and held his fea-
lures under as perfect control as though
they were made of iron. He looks
about the same as when last the writer
saw him. The presence of a weeks
growth of beard on his face caused him
to look a little rough, but outside of this
fact and that his clothes were travel
stained, he gave no evidence of having
braccd up against any heavy waves of
adversity. He denied wearing any of
his wife's clothes, and when asked if he
had any of them in the valises he
thought moment and then replied that
really he did not remember as TO whether
any of them were in the grip or not, as
he had not seen his grips for some time,
as they had been SHIPPED by express or
/ baggage, and he did not remember
whether there was any Of his wiie's
clothes in the valscs or not
Burt says that he has not slept much
during the past five days. and yet his
outward appearance does not seem any
the worse for the ordeal. He appa-
rently has not lost any flesh from the
effects of the terrible strain that he must
necessarily have been lahoring under
during the past few weeks, and Eugene
Burt as viewed yesterday was but Il
myStCry--a man of IRON nerve, and II
man who knew how to take care of him
self under any and all circumstances:
man who was nOn-commital Oh all
isucs involving his personal liberty, and
yet who was affability itself III the mat
ter of talking on subjects in general and
that would not in any way jeopardizc
his safety. As cool as chiscled steel and
as unconcerned apparently to his sur
rOundings as man devoid of all the
senses of sight, hearing and feeling.
Coming up on the train last afternoon
all along the route negroes, and even
white people, would run along outside
the car and say there he is and point
their fingers at Burt Not once did his
eye culver or his face flush. Once and
once only, when a negro pointed at him
at a small station below here. did he
pay any attention and then only for Il
moment. He turned and looked
squarely at the negro, and it looked as
though he was going to say something,
but he turned almost instantly and re-
sumed his talk with the reporter. He is
mystery, and whether guilty or inno-
cent. he will make strong and bitter
the-last t-ditch fight for his life and
liberty unless possibly his iron nerve and
perfect composure desert him III the hour
of need and he goes all to pieces; but
that is one of the improbabilties rather
than a possibility.