Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1901-11-02
STUCK TO HIS STORY.
Czolgosz Maintained to the Last
That He Had no AccompIices.

Inc AUBURN prison OIIlcldlS mace eV-
cry possible effort to get confession
out Of Leon F. Czolgosz. The murder
er was kept in solitary confinement,
and in perfect ignorance Of what was
going on in the outside world. A
brother and a brotherin-law visited
him a few days before his death; but
there were no important developments.
He refused to treat priests even civilly.
About a week before the execution, Su-
perintendent of Prisons Collins planned
an interview. He arranged that 1t
should take place at night with no one
present but himself and the prisoner.
Czolgosz remained sullenly quiet for
quite awhile; but finally answered a
question and the following conversa-
tion ensued:
Now. Czolgosz, I want you to talk
to me. I'm the only one that can do
may help you to get out Of here"
II don't want to get out Of here.
They'd kill me outside" was the re-
ply.
Who'd kill you?"
"Why, the people,"
"You mean the men who told you to
kill the PRESIDENT" asked Mr.. Collins.
mo; nobody told me to kill the pres
ident. I mean the people,"
Who gave you the money to get to
mo one. A man in Chicago wanted
to see me, and went there from Cleve-
land"
who was the man." pursued the su-
perintendent.
II don't remember his name"
do you remember where he lived?"
mo. I don't know the names Of the
streets there"
How did you get to Buffalo from
Chicago? Did this man pay your
fare?"
mo, sir. had some money I earned
at painting and carpenter work"
Didn't this man in Chicago and
some others tell you to kill the presi-
dent?" asked Mr.. Collins.
mo, they didn't. I thought it out
myself
'Did you first follow the president to
San Francisco to kill him?"
That's a lie," responded the prison.
er. II did not. I didn't make up my
mind till I'd been here a few days."
You say you worked for your mon
ey? Your father says you never had
any money and that you wouldn't
work?"
Hes no good. He married woman
who made me cook my own food In
the house after had bought it."
Superintendent Collins at intervals
repeated the question as to who sent
him to kill the president, but to each
query he would respond: Nobody; I
did 1t myself"
you know Emma Goldman says you
are an idiot and no good, and that you
begged quarter Of her?"
II don't care what she says. She
didn't tell me to do this"
What did you kill the president
for?"
He wouldn't give me any work?"
did you ever ask him for work?"
Yes; at Canton once, and he turned
me down."
did you ever ask anybody else for
work."
Yes, lots"
Why didn't you shoot the people
who refused you?"
They weren't like Mr.. Mckinley.
He could have fixed me-"
who helped you tie up your hand in
the handkerchief"
Nobody. I never had a handker-
chief on my hand. Anybody that says
so lies. I had the pistol in my coat
pocket. and when I got near the pres
ident I pulled it out and fred
why they found the handkerchief
you had it wrapped in," said the SUI
perintendent.
THAT amt so, SIR" earnestly an
swered Czolgosz. II didn't have any
handkerchief. just had the pistol In
my pocket"
Among the hundreds of letters re-
ceived for CZolgosz at the prison was
one mentioning girl named Amy, Of
Chicago. Mr.. Collins, thinking to sur
prise him, said:
Your girl, named Amy, Of Chicago,
is coming to see you"
The prisoner said with Stolid lndif-
ference and without the least tremor or
surprise:
II don't know any such girl. I don't
want to see her."
DO you know where you are now?"
Yes, in prison."
do you know where the prison is?"
NO" was the reply.
do you know that you are going to
die?" asked Mr.. Collins.
Yes: I suppose so. I expected It,"
and he answered the question in the
same categorical way that he had an
swered all the rest.
Mr.. Collins closed the interview by
saying:
IF you want to tell me anything the
guards will notify me-"
Czolgosz made no reply and was ta-
ken back to his cell.
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