Democratic Sentinel, Volume 11, Number 44, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 25 November 1887 — Page 2
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The Latest News by Telegraph from All Parts of the World. Political Gossip, Railroad Notes, Per* sonal Mention, and Occurrences of Lesser Note. THE VERY LATEST BY TELEGRAPH. LINGG USED A BOMB. The Fuhninating-cap Theory Exploded by Finding Fragments of Gas Pipe in His Cell. It has been settled that Louie Lingg, the anarchist, killed himself with a dynamite bomb and not a fulminating cap, ae was at first eupp »sel. A Chicago dispatch says: His cell wai given a thorough overhauling on M nday. for the first time since his suicide, in order to put it in shape for other prisoners. During the search shattered pieces of gas pipe were found, showing conclusively that Lingg had exploded a dynamite bomb iu his mouth and not a fulminating cap. Ono o' these pieces is over an inch long, and appears to have been torn longitudinally from a larger piece by an explosion. The remnant is in the possession of Sheriff Matson, who keeps it as a souvenir of the most desperate man -ever under his charge. The coud.tion of the walls of Lingo’s cell also bears out the theory that a bomb was used by him. L irge pieces of the solid masonry are broken off by the force of the missiles of which the bomb was made. How the bomb got into his possession seems as much a mystery as ever. THE CROWN PRINCE. His Disease Is Cancer, and His Days Are Few. A Berlin dispatch of the 15th inst says: A medical conference was held at the palace ■yesterday, those participating being the physicians of tiro household. Lrs. Wegener, Bergmann, Gerhardt, Toboldt, ami Schmidt. < ount von btolberg, the minister of the household, presided. A paper was unanimously signed declaring that trie throat affection of the Crown Prince is cancerous and that partial removal of the larynx is no longer advisable. Complete excision of the larynx is referred to as recommenced 1 y the physicians at San Hemo, but in tlie meantime objected to by the Crown Prince. The Emp ror desires to have the Crown Prince return to Berlin immediately, but the Crown Princess objects to her husband traveling in his present condition. The Crown Prince is reported to have said : “As long as the Kaiser lives I shall not submit to the operation. I prefer to let my old father have some hope, and 1 will not risk hastening a catastrophe by undergoing a dungeroug operation.”
Failure of A. S. Hatch & Co. A New lobk dispatch says the announcement of the failure of the stock-brokers A. 8. Hatch A Co. was a decided surprise to the street, but caused no excitement whatever. A. 8. Hatch was one of the most prominent figures o i the Exchange. This is the third time he has been forced to suspend. The first time was when the Jay Cooke crash carried down so many Wall street firms, and tho second was when Grant & Ward suspended. The liabilities are about 81,000,000, and it is believe! he will be able to pay dollar for dollar. Deploring Anarchy. The Evangelical Alliance, composed -of ministers of nearly all the churches of Cinpinnat', at a meeting in that city, deplored the “impending perils of anarchism, socialism, nltramontanism, infidelity, habbath-breaking, and intemperance,” and heartily promised all possible a:d to “efforts to combine the patriotism and Christianity of our country in taking measures to save it from those threatening its destruction.” They approved the plan of tho proposed national convention at "Washington, D. C., to consider these questions, and appointed delegates to attend it Anarchists Sent to the Lunatic Asylum. Indianapolis (Ind) special: “Two socialists, John Heldt and Fred Gerhardt, have been declared insane and sent to the asylum. They have been prominent in the councils of the handful of socialists who find an abiding place here and have watched the proceedings of the anarchists’ cases with deep interest. On lhe day of the execution they were very much depressed.”
Fever and Diphtheria in Ohio. In all tho villages and through the farming districts of the Miami Valley, in Ohio, says a Dayton dispatch, as a result of the water famine, epidemics of diphtheria and fever prevail, and the further investigation is extended the more appalling are the reports of the plagues. At Lewisburg 4 where the death list is the greatest, schools are closed, and the children are forbidden to go on the streets. A Family of Man-Slayers. A dispatch from Hemphill, Texas, says that a fight occurred near there between a Sheriff’s posse and old Willis Connors, a famous outlaw of Eastern Texas, resulting in the death of Connors and his 10-year-old grandson. Connors was the father of nine sons, eight of whom have been killed during the past five years in fights with officers. Mr. Vilas’ Successor. Detboit special; “Don M. Dickinson has accepted the Poetoffice portfolio in President Cleveland’s Cabinet His letter of acceptance has been forwarded to the President, and it contains but one reservation. ‘I will assume the duties, Mr. President,’ reads the letter, ‘provided the Senate shall confirm my nomination. ’ ” Arensdorf on Trial Again. Sioux City (Iowa) dispatch: “The case of the State against John Arensdorf, charged with murdering the Rev. George C. Haddock on the night of Aug. 3, 1836, was called in the District Court on Monday. This is the second trial of Arensdorf on the original indictment, the jury iu the first trial having disagreed on April 17.” Miss Kellogg Married. It has just transpired that the marriage of Clara Louise Kellogg to Carl Strakosch took place at Elkhart, Ind., Nov. 0, the Rev. Franklin W. Adams, of the M. E. Church, performing the ceremony. The groom prefers to say no more about the wedding at JIHMt
WEEKLY BUDGET.
THE WESTERN STATES. Owing to the protracted drought in Southern Indian a and Illinois, wells have given out and streams have dried up, so that in some places people are compelled to go several miles for drinking water. On the complaint of the Bank Examiner, Cashier C. C. Creciliu 3 , of the suspended Fifth National Bank of St Louis, has been arrested on charges of fraud anil forgery. It is alleged that fifty entries were found to have been changed; that his reports to the bank directors were false, and that he carried, with out security, five firms for sums ranging from $50,000 to $150,000. A call has been issued for a convention to be held at Aberdeen, Dakota, on December 15, for the purpose of petitioning Congress to authorize the holding of a convention to frame a constitution for a State embracing the whole Territory.
THE ANARCHISTS.
August Spies, Albert R. Parsons, Louis Lingg, Adolph Fischer, and George Engel, the dead anarchists, were buried at Chicago on Sunday, the 13th inst. It was the occasion for a large gathering of their friends and sympathizers, but the event passed off very quietly. The funeral procession that followed the remains to the depot was managed in strict conformity with the order of the Mayor. Many of the men and women in line were decorated with red ribbons, but no red flags were visible, and there were no disorderly demonstrations of any kind. The number of people in the procession was not so great as had been anticipated, and it was noticeable that hardly any Americans took part in the ceremonies. A Chicago paper, describing the funeral ceremonies, says: Ths dead anarchists were buried with pomp and ceremony. Early Sunday morning crowds of curious persons gathered about the homes of the dead men, but they came simply to see and made no demonstrations of disorder. The funeral procession grew in size as the remains of the deceased, with their friends and the attending societies, joined it. Two hours were consumed in forming it. Nearly six thousand persons were in line, and probably thirty thousand people looked on. Down town the procession, after crossing the river at Lake street, proceeded east to Lifth avenue and south to the Wisconsin Central depot at Polk street. Two hours before the cortege entered Fifth avenue the sidewalks along that thoroughfare were packed from building line to curbstone. Cordons of police held back the crowds that gathered about the depot. A wall of bluecoated officers stood at the edge of the platform on both sides of 1> ifth avenue at the Polk . street crossing and across the avenue a block south of the depot, A picket a block north kept the crowd up-town from surging down on the depot. Roofs in the vicinity of the station were covered, the windows occupied, and the vacant lot across the street was filled with a mass of human beings. Polk street back to the bridge and east to the railroad tracks was alive with people. Men and women stood in two inches of mud in the gutters and good-naturedly waited. Then the procession came. Captain Buckley whirled his club and shouted his orders. His men, backs to the crowd, braced themselves against the swelling tide. The Defense Committee, wearing red roses-with sprigs of ever* green and bits of crape, appeared and forced their way through the crowd inside the depot. The five coffins were placed in a baggage car, and the coach reserved for the mourners was opened. The gate swung back, and a rush for the train was made. Fifteen cars were speedily filled. A train of thirteen cars had gone before, and another of fifteen coaches followed the funeral train. Throughout the six hours of forming the procession, its march to the depot, the journey to the cemetery, and the ceremonies at the sepulcher, the utmost order prevailed. The "Marseillaise” was not sung. The red flag was not flaunted. No incendiary speeches were made. The friends of the dead men buried their dead. The exercises were simple, quiet, and solemn, The police were apparently impressed by the silent mourning, and were as decorous toward the friends of the anarchists as if no feeling between them had ever existed. No expressions cf malice or triumph were heard. Everybody seemed in sympathy with the sorrowing friends and relatives of the dead. The throng that followed the remains of the anarchists to the cemetery was almost wholly German in its make-up. At the cemetery fifteen or twenty thousand people had congregated. After the bodies of the dead had been deposited in the vault four speeches were delivered. Capt. Black and Thos. J. Morgan spoke in English, and Robert Reitzel, of Detroit, and Albert Currlin, of St. Louis, spoke in German. The last mentioned two are rank anarchists, and their remarks wore extremely bitter. Both reproached the workingmen for permitting tne death of ;their friends, and Reitzel concluded with the following quotation from Herwegh, familiar to all socialist speakers: “We have loved long enough! Let us at last hate I” Captain Black’s address was an eloquent and feeling tribute to the dead anarchists.
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TWO SAVED FROM DEATH.
Gov. Oglesby Preserves Two ol the Petitioning Anarchists from the Gallows. The Sentences of Fielden and Schwab Commuted to Life Imprisonment [Springfield (Ill.) special.] Thursday was an exciting one in Springfield. Business was practically suspended. "Although people did not gather in crowds the only subject of talk was the anarchist case ana the Governor’s decision. Louis Lingg’s suicide but added to the excitement. At the State House no business was done. State officers and clerks left their desks to hang around the Governor’s office and wait for news from the Executive Mansion, where Gov. Oglesby was at work on
GOV. OGLESBY.
the case. Gov. Oglesby would not permit himself to be seen. He would not even receive a message except the piles of telegrams that came pouring in all day. Early in the morning he sent for Attorney General Hunt, and the two gentlemen were in consultation nearly the entire day. They went over the record together, examined the petitions, and discussed the decision of the Supreme Court. About noon the Governor sent for Milton Hay, whose judgment he always asks in an emergency. Just what advice Mr. Hay gave of course could not be ascertained, but it is known that they discussed the case in detail and looked at it from every side. The Governor had not finally decided what he should do until 3 o’clock in the afternoon. At that hour he sent for a stenographer, and an hour later the brief decision he concluded to make had been written. Much of the discussion during the day was as to whether a long explanation of his action should be given, but both the Attorney General and Mr. Hay are understood to have advised against that, and as this was really in line with the Governor’s view, it was finally decided to simply give the points in the case as briefly as possible.
THE GOVERNOR’S DECISION. Full Text of the Document Granting Commutation to Fielden and Schwab. The following is the decision of Governor Oglesby: “State of Illinois, Executive Office, Springfield, 111., Nov. 10. 1887.—0 n the 20tb day of August, 1896, in Cook County Criminal Court, August Spies, Albert R, Parsons, Samuel Fielden, Michael Schwab, Adolph Fischer, George Engel, and Louis Lingg were found guilty by the verdict of the jury, and af-er-ward sentenced to be hanged for the murder of Matthias J. Degan. An appeal was taken
Samuel Fielders Michael Sc[?]
from such finding and sentence to the Supreme Court of the State. That court, upon a final hearing, and after mature deliberation, unanimously affirmed the judgment es the court below. The case now comes before me, by petition of the defendants, for consideration as Governer of the State, if the letters of Albert Parsons, Adolph Fischer, George Engel, and Louis Lingg demanding ‘uncondit onal release,’ or, as they express it, ‘ liberty or death,’ and protesting in the strongest language against mercy or commutation of the sentence pronounced against them, can be considered petitions. “Pardon, could it be granted, which might imply any guilt whatever upon the part of either of them, would not be such a vindication as they demand. Executive intervention upon the ground insisted upon by the four abovenamed persons could in no proper sense be deemed an exercise of the constitutional power to grant reprieve, commutation, and pardons unless upon the belief on my part of their entire innocence of the crime of which they stand convicted. “A careful consideration of the evidence in the record of the trial of the parties, as well as of all alleged and claimed for them outside of the record, has failed to produce upon my mind any impression tending to impeach the verdict of the jury or judgment of the trial court or of the Supreme Court affirming the guilt of all parties. Satisfied, therefore, as I am, of their guilt, I am precluded from the question of commutation of the sentences of Albert R. Parsons, Adolph Fischer, George Engel, and Louis Lingg to imprisonment in the penitentiary, as they emphatically declare they will not accept such commutation. “Samuel Fielden, Michael Schwab and August Spies unite in a petition for executive clemency. Fielden and t chwab, in addition, present separate and supplementary petitions for the commutation of their sentences. “While, as stated above, lam satisfied of tho guilt of all the parties as found by tho verdict of the jur. ■, which was sustained by the judgments of the courts, a most careful consideration of the whole subject leads me to the conclusion that the sentence of the law as to Samuel Fielded and Michael Schwab may be modified s>s to each of them, in the interest of humanity and without violence to public justice. And as to said Samuel Fielden and Michael I Schwab, the sentence is commuted to imprisonment in the penitentiary for liie. “As to all tha other above-named defendants, I do not feel justified in interfering with the sentence of the court. While I would gladly have come to a different conclusion in regard to the sentences of defendants August Spies, Adolph Fischer, George Engel. Albert R. Parsons, and Louis Lingg, I regret to say that under the solemn sens > of the obligations of my •ffice I have been unable to do so. “Richard J. Oglesby. Governor. ” The following is a copy ot the instrument officially commuting the sentences of Fielden and Schwab: “Whereas, Samuel Fielden and Michaol Schwab wore convicted at the June term, A. D. 1886, of the Criminal Court of Cook County of the crime of murder, and were sentenced to be hanged; and, “Whereas, it has been represented to me by divers good citizens of said county that said Samuel Fielden and Michael Schwab are fit and proper subjects for executive clemency: “Now, know ye, that I, Richard J. Oglesby, Governor of Illinois, by the authority in me vested by the Constitution of this State, do by these presents commute the sentence of the said Samuel Fielden and Michael Schwab to imprisonment in the penitentiary for lite.
LINGG’S SUICIDE.
The Fire-Eating Anarchist Explodes a Detonating Cap in His Month. The Whole Lower Part of His Face Torn Away—Seven Hours of Agony. Sketch of the Life of the Most Venge* fill and Desperate of the Anarchists. I Chicago special.[ Louis Lingg, the maker of the bomb that was thrown at the Haymarket riot, created a tremendous sensation throughout the world by committing suicide in his cell at the county jail Thursday morning with a dynamite cartridge. At 8 :55 in the morning the current of daily business in the jail was hardly under way. Lineg had not yet risen, but had been awake and for some time reading by the light of a candle which stood on a small table to the righ*. of his cot He had lighted the candle himseif. although none of the jail officials observed him as he did so. At B'M o’clock Engelhardt had noticed the burning eandle, and the only idea it aroused in him was that Lingg was awa.ke. Engelhardt glanced into the cell and, seeing Lingg reading, said, cheerily.; “How do you feel this morning?" “Pretty well,” replied Lingg, merely glancing up and resuming his reading.
LOUIS Lingg
pression that the walls were falling. None of the deputies was watching him, but just at that moment the reporter had stopped to look in the cell. Lingg, who had been lying down, partially raised himself in his bunk and placed something between his lips It looked like a cigar, and when Lingg reached over tor the candle and placed it to his mouth his only observer supposed he was merely about to take a smoke. A moment later the explosion dispelled that thought. For a moment everybody in the jail stood paralyzed with horror. To add to the terror was the fear that the next moment the walls would come toppling over and bury all the inmates beneath the ruins. But no crash of falling walla followed the explosion, and the panic was soon over. Jailer Foiz was tho first to act, and was at hand when O’Neill recovered himself and flung open Lingg’s door. Through the ribbons of smoke it could be seen that the little cell was in great disorder. Books and papers were scattered about, the extinguished candle lay under tho table, the blankets had fallen from the cot. and upon the floor and clinging to the walls and furniture were pulpy and hard substances, the nature of which was n t at the moment apparent. Tne prisoner himself lay quietly upon his right side, with both bauds hanging as though in lan uor over the side of the cot. Folz and O Neill sei: ed him and drew him into the light The sight disclosed was horror itself. Lingg’s hel d fell oil his breast, while from his mouth, if the black and shaxioless orifice could still bear the name, there poured a torre-nt of blood. The nature of the wound was open evidence of its method of in i.ictioa. The desperate man had discharged an explosive in his mouth, with the design, doubtless, of blowing his head from his shoulders. He had failed of his complete purpose, but had succeeded in accomplishing an injury which, hal it not ended in death, would have left him a living monstrosity. Many among the men who gazed upon the dying anarchist had witnessed deaili alid disfiguration iu almost every form, but recoiled at this horror. Lingg’s entire lower jaw, the upper bony palate, the teeth, tongue, glands, and all the lower structure of his head, excepting only tho outer flesh, ha 1 been blown out through his lips, so that his face from his eves down hung like a hideous sack upon which his nose was a shapeless protuberance. It was teeth, blood, bones, and tlesh upon which the jailers trod and which they saw upon the walls and furniture. In the rush of discharging matter tho lips had been slit and distended so that they hung in thick, welted flaps that stirred as the blood and air from the lungs gushed through thorn. More frightful still, to the men who brought tho first relief, he was conscious, and looking up into their faces, groaned deeply. Lilting him as tenderly as they might in the excitemefit, they carried him from the cage, out of tho cell hall, through the offlee to the bath-room, where a cot was iinprovis rd. The Burgeons promptly washed out the bloodclotted cavity that was once a mouth, took up and tied several of tho arteries, applied antiseptic treatment to the torn surface, enveloped the whole in bandages, and lay the hopelessly injured m.-.n back to die. It was perhaps in keeping with his character that Lingg should face a death so horrible with composure and retain consciousness and perception of passing events until the drugs with which the surgeons filled his veins overcame him. Shortly after the dressing of his wounds had been begun he signed for pencil and paper, and as he did so it was noticed for the first time that his left band was shattered. The thumb was broken and the flesh ot his fingers lacerated. A writing block was held for him, and with a pencil iu his right hand ho wrote the following : "Besser aniehnen am Ruecken. Wenn ich liege kann ich nicht athmen. ” (Better bolster up my back; when I lie down I cannot breathe.) With this request the surgeons complied, and raised him into a sitting posture. Time and again he signed for water, and this was administered him through a long rubber tube thrust into his throat The instrument with which Lingg wrought his destruction was a percussion cap. In each of the four bomb < found in his cell some days before he killed himself there was one of these caps. An object so small could be concealed a'« out the person of a man so as to baffle tho closest examination. The cap consists merely of a copper shell an eighth of an inch in diameter and three-quarters of an i’-tch long, half filled with fulminate of mercury, and with a half-inch of fuse attached. Yet this small object explodes with the detonation of a gun, and with what violence Lingg’s wounds attest. After the surgeons had dressed his gaping wounds Lingg was propped up on a rough couch in tho bath-room and a heavy gray blanket was thrown over him. The surgeons had stopped the profuse flow of blood, but expressed no hope for his recovery. Hypodermic injections were made occasionally in the patient’s right arm and breast and stimulants were given, but they only served to prolong a life fast ebbing away. The desp rate man lived exactly seven hours after the cap had exploded. At the sound of the explosion, Parsons, who occupied the cell adjacent to Lingg’s, was on his feet, his face pressed close to the bars of his cell, and, in aloud voice, he cried: “Give me one of those bombs. I want to do the same thing.” Parsons was still shrieking out for a com-panion-piece to the Lingg article when the deputies hustled him down stairs and into the jail office, where hp and his fellow anarchists were thoroughly searched. Louis Lingg was tho youngest and the most reckless of the Chicago anarchists. For daring, unbridled deviltry he was without an equal. At the time the bomb was thrown he was only a little ov< r2l years old, and when he died was barely 23. He was a disciple of Herr Most, and his blood is on the head of his master. Lingg was born at Mannheim, a city of about 40,000 inhabitants, in the Grand Duchy of Baden, Germany. His mother still runs a notion store in that city, and is said to .be very well off. Lingg was absolutely without fear. He preached the use of dynamite and was always ready to practice what he preached. In his advocacy of force he was always far in advance of the other extreme anarchists of Chi:ago.
Fifteen minutes later, at 8:55 o’clock, a cloud of blue smoko rushed through the grated door of Lingg’s cel , and a report about as loud as the simultaneous discharge of both barrels of a shotgun rang through the jail. O’Neill, the deputy, >jwho was a prisoner ‘in his own cage, had been facing the outer office, and at the shock rushed against the gratin; with the im-
THE LAST OF EARTH.
The Dreadful Scene in the Chicago Jail Graphically Described. How the Four Anarchists Demeaned Themselves in the Last Trying Moments. It was exactly 11:50 o’clock when Chief Bailiff Cahill entered the corridor and stood beneath the gallows. He requested in solemn tones that the gentlemen present would remove their hats. Instantly every head was bared. Then the tramp, tramp of many footsteps were heard resounding from the central corridor, and the crowd in front of the gallows knew that the condemned men had begun the march of death. The slow, steady march sounded nearer and nearer. The anarchists were within a fewfeet of the scaffold. There was a pause. The condemned men were about to mount the stairway leading to the last platform from which they would ever speak. Step by step, steadily they mounted the stairway, and again there was another slight pause. Every eye was bent upon the metallic angle around which the four wretched victims were expected to make their appearance. A moment later the curiosity was rewarded. With steady, unfaltering step, a white-robed figure stepped out from behind the protecting metallic screen and stood upon the drop. It was August Spies. It was evident. that his hands were firmly bound behind him underneath his snowy shroud. He walked with a firm, almost stately, tread across tho platform and took his stand under the left-hand noose at the comer of the scaffold arthest from the side at which he had entered. Very pale was the expressive face, and a solemn, far-away light shone in his blue eyes. Spies had scarcely taken his place when he was followed by Fischer. He, too, was clad in a long white shroud that was gathered in at the ankles. His tall figure towered several inches over that of Spies, and as he stationed himself behind his particular noose his face was very pale, but a faint smile rested upon his lips. Like Spies, the white robe set off to advantage the rather pleasing features of Fischer, and as the man stood there waiting for his last moment, his pale face was as calm as if he were asleep. Next came George Engel. There was a ruddy glow upon the rugged countenance of the old. anarchist, and when he ranged himself alongside Fischer he raised himself to his full height, while his burly form seemed to expand withjthe feelings that were within him. Last came Parsons. His face looked actually handsome, though it was very pale. When he stepped upon the gallows he turned partially sideways to the dangling noose and regarded it with a fixed, stony gaze—one of mingled surprise and curiosity. Then he straightened himself under tho fourth noose, and, as he did so, he turned his big gray eyes upon the crowd below with such a. look of awful reproach and sadness as could not fail to strike the innermost chord of the hardest heart there. It was a look never to be forgotten. Thera was tiu expression almost of inspiration on the wnite, calm face, and the great, stony eyes seemed to burn into men’s hearts and ask: “What have I done ?’’ There tney stood upon the scaffold, four white-robed figures, with set, stoical faces, to which it would seem no influence could bring a , tremor of fear. And now a ba-Tiff approaches, and, seizing Spies’ robe, passed a leathern strap around his ankles. In a moment they were closely pinioned together. Engel’s legs were next strapped together, and when the official approached Fischer the latter straightened up his tall figure to its full height and placed his ankles close together to facilitate the operation. Larson’s was the last, but he was the first around whose neck the fatal cord was placed. Ono of the attendant bailiffs seized the noose in front of Spies and passed if. deftly over the doomed man’s head. It caught over his right ear, but Spies, with a shake of his head, cast it down around his neck, and then the bailiff tightened it till it touched the warm flesh, and carefully placed the noose beneath the left ear. When the officer approached Fischer threw back his head and bared his long, muscular throat by the movement. Fischer’s neck was very long and the noose, nestled snugly around it. When it was tightened around his windpipe Fischer turned around to Spies and laughingly whispered something in his oar. But the latter either did not hear him or else was too much occupied with other thoughts to pay attention. Engel smiled down at the crowd, and then turning to Deputy Peters, who guarded him, he smiled gratefully toward him and whispered something to the officer that seemed to affect him. Parsons’ face never moved as the noose dropped over his head, but the same terrible, fixed look was on his face. And now people were expecting that the speeches for which the four doomed ones craved twenty minutes each would be delivered, but to every one’s surprise the officer who had adjusted the noose proceeded to fit on the white cap without delay. It was first placed on Spies’ head, ’ completely hiding his head and face. Just before the cap was pulled over Fischer’s head Deputy Spears turned his eyes up to meet those of the tall young anarchist. Fischer smiled down on his guard just as pleasantly as Engel did on his. and he seemed to be whispering some words of forgiveness. Engel and Parsons soon donned their white caps after this, and now the four men stood upon the scaffold clad from top to toe in pure white. All was ready now for the signal to let the drop fall. In the little box at the back of the stage and fastened to the wall the invisible executioner stood, with ax poised, ready to cut the cord that held tham between earth and heaven. The men had not noticed this, but they Knew the end was near. For an instant there was a dead silence, and then a mournful, solemn voiee sounded from behind ths first right-hand mask, and cut the air like a wail of sorrow and of warning. Spies was sj-eaking from behind his shroud. The words s emed to drop into the cold, silent air like pellets of fire. Here is what he said : “It is not meet that I should speak here, where my silence is more terrible than my utterances. ” Then a deeper, stronger voice came out with a muffled, mysterious cadence from behind the white pall that hid the face of Fischer. He only spoke eight words : “This is the happiest moment of my life ” But the next voice that catches up tho refrain is a different one. It was firm, but the melancholy wail was not in it. It was harsh, loud, exultant. Engel Was cheering for anarchy. “Hurrah for anarchy! Hurrah!” were the last words and the last cheer of George Engel. But now the weird and ghastly scene was brought to a climax. Parsons alone remained to speak. Out from behind his mask his voice Bounded more sad. and there was a more dreary, reproachful tone in it than even in Spies'. “May I be allowed to speak ! Oh. men of America!” he cried, "may I be allowed the privilego of speech even at the last moment? Harken to the voice of the people ” There was a sudden pause. Parsons never spoke a word more. A sharp, creaking noise, a crash, a sickening, crackling sound, and Spies, Parsons, Fischer, and Engel were no more. When the pulse-beats of all became imperceptible. which was about 15:13 o clock, the physicians eat down and tho bodies swung back and forth, while the deputies stood above them. I hero was a continual shifting of seats after the pbysioiap.s left the bodies, and nearly all who could get away wanted to be allowed to do so The Sheriff opened a door s.t the west side of the -uilding and a groat many of the spectators left. At 12:20 Spies' body was let down and placed. In a coffin, while tho doctor examined him and. found that his neck was not broken. He wore a dark-gray flannel shirt and dark pantaloons, but no coat. His arm-s were confined by a strap, as were those of all the ethers. Fincher was next cut down. His neck was not broken. He wore a blue flannel shirt and gray trousers. Engel came next He had a blue flannel shirt and wore a collar His neck was broken, but the spinal cord was not severed. Parsons was the last to be taken down. He was clad in a neat black suit, but had only an undershirt on. When all the bodies had been arranged in the coffins the physicians made another examination, and then the lids were placed on the coffins and the work was done. The condemned men directed that their bodies be turned over to their wives, except Spies, whowanted his body given to his mother, Their wishes wore respected, and Coroner Hertz directed that the body of Lingg be given to Mrs. Engel and the Carpenters’ Union, in accordance, with Lingg’c request, so that they might all ba buried together.
