Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1922-09-02
FRANK B. DUPRE
DIES ON SCAT OLD
At FULTON TOWER
Frantic Appeals for Reprieve
FaiI-Father of Doomed
Man Says II VIII See You,
Sometime"

Frank e. DuPre was hanged Frfs:
day afternoon at 1904 o'clock at the
Fulton county Tower for the murder
of Mr.. Irby c. Walker, a Pinkerton
detective, who was shot and killed
by DuPre last December.
With tremendous crowds throng-
ing the streets in front of the jail
in such numbers that 1t was neces-
sary to cali the mounted police to
dispense tho M and with wild excite
ment prevailing among the prisoners
in the Jail itself, Frank B. DuFre
was hanged at o'clock Friday aft.
ernoon.
DuPre paid the extreme PEN
atty for the murder of Irby c.
Walker one hour after the execution
of Luke Mcdonald, negro. convict
ed slayer of his sweetheart, who was
hanged at 1 o'clock Mcdonald met
his death calmly.
Early Friday morning DuPre re-
ceived Holy communion, the last
religious rites that were admins
tered. A minister Of the Episcopal
church, of which he is a member,
accompanied him to the gallows.
Frank A. DuPre, father of the
condemned man, babe his son good
by shortly before noon. Broken in
body and spirit by the long fight for
his sons life the father said he
could stand the strain no longer,
that he would go to his home and
pray.
DuPre retired about 8 o'clock
Thursday night, after receiving nu-
fore retiring and seemed to sleep
very well, according to the deputy
sheriff watching over him on the
death watch.
Rising at z o'clock, he put on the
gray suit and the white silk shirt
he has been wearing. He had wash
ed the shirt when he took his bath
Thursday night, and it was clean
and fresh. One of the things he
learned in the navy was how to wash
his clothes. He put on a black
four-in-hand tie, lighted a cigarette,
and waited for his breakfast, sitting
in chair at the door of the cage
in which he was confined.
1t came in a few minutes and con-
sisted of ham, eggs, bread, butter,
French fried potatoes and coffee.
DuPre ate every bite of it and drain
ed his coffee to the last drop.
Then Mrs. G. T. Osburn, his friend
and spiritual comforter, arrived
with the news of an all-night prayer
service held in his behalf Thursday
night at II Oglethorpe avenue, where
his father, f. A. DuPre. is living.
1--WE Prayed All Night"
Mrs. Osburn's eyes were red
plainly from weeping, and she look
ed haggard and heartsick.
"We prayed for you all night,
Frank" she said. "There were about
twenty people there, mostly the
ladies who have been working to
save your life"
I'm writing you a letter which
L wait yOu W ASdQ 0AICl NAk
gone," said DuPre.
Mrs. Osburn seated herself in a
chair outside of the door of Du-
Pres cage, and presently, James
M. Rolader, the deputy sheriff on
the death watch in the daytime, ar
rived and took his place.
Mrs. Osburn talked to DuPre
about the welfare Of his soul. He as
cYIrod 1oaY, fha+ ha had Tonodo fio
peace with God. She denounced
capital punishment. M
1T is brutal and barbarous," she
declared. 1T won't be long before
they abolish it everywhere in this
country"
Eyes, think you are right" as
scented DuPre.
Father and Brother Arrive
About 7:4O o'clock DuPre's father
and brother arrived to see him.
They entered the cell room in the
center of which the death cage is
situated. DuPre occupied the cage
alone. It is subdivided in several
small cages and he had the run Of
them all. No visitor went inside
of the cage. The deputy on the
death watch did not go inside of
it. DuPre occupied it alone.
DuPre's father had the look of a
man who gazes on the wreck of
his hopes and his dreams and his
aspirations. It seemed all he could
do to hold himself together. His
son, about to die, was apparently
undisturbed, but the father was suf-
fering the most intense anguish.
He held out his hand and shook
hands with his boy through the bars
Of the cage; then he sat down in
chair by the cage door and put his
head in his hands and sobbed as if
his heart would break.
After a while he pulled himself
together enough to speak a few
words.
BE brave, Frank-God is with
you"
DuPre seemed to want to com.
fort his father.
I'm ready to CO." he said. I'm
just waiting"
Joe DuPre, the brother, who is
older than Frank, stood by and look
ed on and listened, and said moth
Jug.
Negro Preachers Call
Two negro preachers, Rev. r. B.
Barfeld and Rev. C. d. Thornton,
who had been to the cell of Luke
Mcdonald to say prayer for the
condemned negro's soul, stopped on
their way out of the Jail to pay
brief visit to DuPre.
They were allowed to enter the
cell room and approach the cage.
They told the young man that they
hoped he was ready to face death. =
Yes, have made my peace with
Cod" replied DuPre.
That is fine" said one of the