The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1903-06-28
A MODERN LYNCHlN6.
Continued from First Page.

him in ,
il not, the crash Of the cross tie battering,
ram as il beat down the front doors surely
warned him OF his peril Then doiioweo
the violent fusade OF p sol and rifle shots
Then came the steadily advancing shouts
growing ever nearer and nearer as steel
door after steel door went down before the
onslaught, ,.,,,
What ecstasy of terror this miserable
creature went through. how many deaths
he died during the interim or over t~o
hours that the mob was creeping toward
him-all this is a study in nightmare ter
rors that one shudders 10 thihk upJn,
Like Gagged wild beast shut in IN the my
darkness, between those narrow walls
Of steel, while hour after hour the noise
drew nearer. the only marvel IL thaI tne
man was not q stark, raving maniac. "nen
d last, the doors Of his cell gave way ana
the monster was upon him. ~
AZ a matter Of fact, not a trace OF nun
was 70 be seen when the two or three mop
leaders who could do SO, squeezed into ms
narrow cell His bed with the bedciotnes
tossed In wild confusion. was then empty
1t needed but glance TO search Una! mar
row clean cut pen Of steel IT was empty
that was sllthere was to itLempty
.He's behind the slide" shouted some
one In the rear Shove back the panel"
In the tear Of each cell in the workhouse
there is a sliding steel panel, which. when
thrown back, reveals a little recess about
four feet high by Two and a half feet wide and
two t(ct deep. 1t isrR little steel closet let
into The steel rear wall and covered by
aiding at eel panel with an unobtrusive little
handle, which. for an instant had been over
looked
THE NEGRO SEIZED.
Into this contracted space the powerful
negro, nearly. or quite 8 feet tall, han
aged in Ris madness of terror to squeeze
himself and to slide the panel shut In front
of HIM, =
The instant the panel was thrown back
he shot out of his retreat as though hred
from q catapult and landed terrinic right,
hand blow with his fist full on the mouth ana
noseof the man Tth me req sweater 1--WE esb nf
bloodithat followed until it was as crimson
as the garment he wore,
Almost at the same moment the negro
shot out his foot in a vicious KICK when
inflicted q painful blow on another OF ms
furyGf. rfe wild beast within him driven
TO bay
Imam instant he was 6verpo wered and his
armk binioneato his sides In the vice-like
embYace. Of several strong men kight
then and there ended his last effort al any
thing likeresistance.
Hf was showed out into the corridor and
there IND for moment while the word
was .paSeed along that he had heen cap
tured. The news that the words We've
the mob came hack in the shape Of roar.
half cheer, half exultant shrek, which
seemed to drive the unhappy wretch into
the Very hysteria Of terror. In lncoherent;
half-aofmeo sen fences he alternately prayed
and Repeated portions OF his confession
coNrsssIoN MADE TO THE MOI.
81 did it! did it," he cried in rasping,
choking voice that sounded more like the cry
of some strange wild animal than anything
human Il did it! The Lord came to me
and told me to tell! @ Lord have have mercy eay
NV soul I did til confess It'll"
Oven The crowd in the prison, which there
tofore had created such an uproar. there
now fell curious hush. The noise by no
means ceased but by contrast with its
former shouts it's present tone seemed
Word .was passed to clear the way, that
the man was to be brought out. The order
was obeyed with marvellous CELEBRITY. With
the tall man in dark clothing on one side
OF him and the stocky man in the red sweater,
his face smeared with blood, on the other,
the wretch was moved along, half sup
ported by each arm, down the route that
had been travelled upward by the invaders
to the front door and out on the high prison
porch.
savage roar. As soon as the noise died
away q little the short man shouted
aLet nobody strike him or hurt him.
We are going to take him to the place where
he committed the crime and we are going
to burn him alive!'
in response and in the midst Of It somebody
fired Of pistol. Instantly there was a
aWho fred that shot? Take the gun
away from the damned fool Nobody is
going to shoot that Niger or hurt him.
He's going to be burned up!"
TAKEN TO THE SCENE OF HIS CRIME,
Then the negro and his guards still
supporting him, and four or five men with
down the steps and onward toward the
road. man in blue overalls and riding
a white horee cleared a passage by slowly
wheeling his horse in narrow circles.
Another man, who, like the horeeman,
in his appearance and attire suggested a
farmer, stepped to the front OF the pro-
oession when it reached the road In his
hand he carried long stick with a crotch
on the end of it and from the crotch there
hung a lighted farmhouse lantern.
Along either side of the column thus ad-
vsneing, with the negro supported like a
drunken man between the same two guards
who had taken him from his cell, rode
half dozen or more men on horseback,
The main body Of the mob largely COM
.ds S 5 ia. '% to sd s ' es. sas ,hoa ne
ing awKooping.
Somebody struck up the song "There'll
Be / Hot Time in the Old Town Tonight.
ands with roar Of laughter the mob took
up The refrain and kept bowling away at
that and A. marching Through Georgia"
and Under the Bamboo Tree all the way
along the mile or more Of muddy road
that had to be traversed before the high
hedge was reached behind which the negro
committed his crime.
1t is A beautiful road in daytime along
which this procession passed, heavily over
krched in places with the thick foliage Of
NAPLES, In short stretches it sinks down
iht6 quite deep cuts with high banks on
either side.
In such spots the mob was moving too
many abreast to be compressed into the
NARROW limits and 1t swarmed up the banks
and over the hedges into the fields. Not
sAul, however, was permitted to get
aheid OF the procession In the highway.
Several who attempted 1t were sharply
ordlred back.
TIE old farmer-looking rioter with the
swaynE lantern dangling from his forked
stick alone walked in front Of the prisoner,
,plodding doggedly on without saying a
word e..
I : HIS CONFESSION REPEATED
- for the doomed man himself his semi
hysterical condition still continued He
keH up a low perpetual muttering all the
waS in the same strain in which he had
begun when he was first brought out on
the.gallery in front Of his cell.