Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1914-03-15

- UT instead Of writing this, he wrote what
he had been told to write by the Gov
A~ ernoF, who had put him in the cell TO
trap me. Next day was summoned to the
Governor, and accused of writing letter to
my wife in which told her to try and poison
some of the witnesses who might give damag
ing evidence against me.
The Governor was very fierce, and put ques
ton after question to me. / denied writing
such letter, and tried to explain the whole
matter, but he would not let me, He called
me names and swore at me, but ! would not
confess that had written the letter
Nevertheless, they made it an excuse TO put
me by myself in an awful cell measuring only
twelve feet by nine Words cannot describe
the horrors of this place 1t was very high
with an asphalt floor. 1t had neither mattress,
table nor seat Of any kind. 1t was absolutely
empty.
Exhausted after my interview with the Gov
ernor ! went TO lean against The wall to get
some rest But | jumped back in hoFr0r-it
was as cold as ice. with water running down.
aud all kinds Of loatbsome creatures crawling
about | felt | could not stand this; that 1t
must be the end | had stood the strain so
long, but alone in this awful hole ! felt
should either go mad or die.
Night came, and was nearly dead with cold
! walked about trying to get warm, but could
not Then thought of the tiny oil lamp hang
ing high on the wall, whence 1t gave cut tiny
CLEAN of light / took it in my hands and tried
to warm them at the fame, and standing thus
spent the night.
It was the most dreadful night l had yet
endured. ! had a strong constitution, but this
MAS too much even for me. believe God was
with Inc that night, and in his mercy kept me
alive. ! am sure no human being by himself
could have stood that cold and misery 1t
MAS the colcest time in our Russian Winter.
Wheu the officer came to the cell in the
morning and saw the frozen walls-the water
had s:'71ed nov and turned to ice-he said
II me
it's little cold here. is 1t not, Beilis?"
This was the last straw. ! became hysteri-
cal. sbrieked and screamed. XIII me-"
cried.
Why SHOULD Kill you?' he asked.
"Wby?p replied, "beoause / see from the
wav Won are treating me that you want my
death Why don't YOU kill me at once? Why
torture me like this? II you want my death
put me out of my misery now
As a result OF this appeal, made in a heart
broken voice with the tears falling from my
ewes. they at last transferred me TO another
cell This was bad enough, but it was heaven
compared to the last.
During this time the prosecuting attorney
came to see me again. lie told me that black
NdlF nae bNSE utENbfeItu Oh 1uehNAihshS
clothes. No sooner had he said the words
than one of the wardcrs tore handful! OF has
out OF my head II was very painful
Look" he exclaimed. BLACK, too"
Yes. said the prosecutor, we viii send II
aud have them examined by the experts.
/ again protested at their keeping an limo
cent man in prison all this time. They thought
# was great ioSe. and laughed loudly.
Soon after this i received q visit from Mr.
Margoln, who sfterWard defended me so whole
heartedy and energeticaly Il has been the
great shadow on my lie since my release
that ne snopli have suffered 50 greatly on
NY benaii
Al this lisit ne informed lie for the first
fine the real nature of the charge against
me Up TO then | thought that was simply
accused Of killing the boy, but now ! learned
Of he ritual" part of the charge. had never
heard the word ritual" before. but he told
ice what IL meant, and explained that my
epeinieg we're saying that ! had killed the boy
IN such 4 way a. 10 produce the largest pos
elUic aiAouut OF blood. which WAS supposed 90
o. used Tor the purpose o. making he Pass
ever cahsS.
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