The Plymouth Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1878-1901, 1901-10-03
ABJEGT TERROR OF Cz0LG0Sz
Is Carried ung and Moaning to the Death Cell to Await Ills
Summon to the Electric Gnor Storu OF His Last Ride

CZOlgOSZ was taken from Buffalo
in a special car attached tc 1:
New York Central train and &C.
companied by a squad of deputy
sheriffs. His last ride was made
as comfortabe as possible,
though tie luxury of sleeper
was denied him. An ordinary
day coach was his private car.
The prisoner was locked in it
and carefully guarded, while the
blinds were closely drawn, giving
the coach the appearance of
sleeper as 1t flew through the
darkness.
Czolgosz had to walk only
across the street to his car, which
was backed up by a switch en-
CINE on a branch road which
runs past the Jail. 1t was GAS
when the car stopped near the
prison. Czolgosz, handcuffed to
Jailer Matthews and surrounded
by Sheriff Caldwell and a bunch of
deputies, came out by the rear
door. The condemned man
stepped out quickly and walked
briskly across the street as if
glad to quit the scene of his re-
cent confinement. Without urg-
ing he stepped aboard the car
and was soon lost to view forever
to the people of Buffalo. Down
through the yards the car
was drawn and into the sta
ton, where ten days before the
body of President Mckinley was
placed on the funeral train.
AS the news spread rapidly
that the prisoner was about, a
crowd gathered about the car
but made no demonstration as
the train pulled out'of the station.
In his car the assassin. seat
ed beside Jailer Mitchell, leaned
back against the soft cushioned
seat and pulled away at a cigar
as contentedly as if he were
starting on pleasure trip. He
rode out of Buffalo smoking and
chatting with his guards.
Every effort was made by the
authorities to get Czolgosz out of
Buffalo secretly. Sheriff Cald-
well and his deputies succeeded
in evading a public demonstra-
ton at the departure of the as
sassin from the city of his crime
and trial, but about a dozen news
paper correspondents were on
hand.
While on the way TO Auburn
under the soothing influence of a
cigar ard while surrounded by a
chatty company of officers and
correspondents Czolgosz threw
off his reserve and talked of his
crime. The occasion was proba-
oily the last time in the life of the
murderer that he could enjoy the
companionship of fellow beings
under such conditions of approx
innate freedom from restraint and
he seemed inclined to make the
most of it.
Il am sorry l done it." the
malefactor finally blurted out in
course of his chat. Il wouldn't
do it again and | would not have
done it if l had known what 1
was doing"
The appalling admission that
the life of the president of the
United States had been sacrificed
to mere within, instead of even
fiendish impulse, fell with
great force upon those who
heard it.
The prisoner did not seem to
realize the additional feelings of
revulsion he had provided in the
breasts of the listeners. He was
absorbed in his cigar and his
thoughts. Presently he rambled
ahead:
"lt is awful to feel you have
killed somebody. I wish had
not done it. I would like to live,
but | can't now / made my mis-
take. was all stirred up and
felt | had to kill him. | never
thought of dong it until couple
of days before. | did not tie the
handkerchief on my hand l
only dropped it over the gun. /
did not think it looked like sore
hand hut did not c,1nooco /