From Place to PlaceCobb, Irvin S. (Irvin Shrewsbury)
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From Place to Place
Cobb, Irvin S. (Irvin Shrewsbury)
Fiction; Short stories
"It stands to reason--don't it?--that these here
sinful men have got to be hung, an' that somebody
has got to hang 'em. The Good Book says an eye fur
an eye an' a tooth fur a tooth an' a life fur a
life. That's perzactly whut it says, an' I'm one
whut believes the Bible frum kiver to kiver. These
here boys that they bring in here have broke the
law of Gawd an' the law of the land, an' they jest
natchelly got to pay fur their devilment. That's
so, ain't it? Well, then, that bein' so, I step
forward an' do the job. Ef they was free men,
walkin' around like you an' me, I wouldn't lay the
weight of my little finger on 'em to harm a single
hair in their haids. Ef they hadn't done nothin'
ag'in' the law, I'd be the last one to do 'em a
hurt. I wisht you could make that p'int plain in
the piece you aim to write, so's folks would
understand jest how I feel--so's they'd understand
that I don't bear no gredge ag'inst any livin'
creature.
"Ef the job was left to some greenhawn he'd mebbe
botch it up an' make them boys suffer more'n
there's any call fur. Sech things have happened, a
plenty times before now ez you yourself doubtless
know full well. But I don't botch it up. I ain't
braggin' none whilst I'm sayin' this to you; I'm
jest tellin' you. I kin take an oath that I ain't
never botched up one of these jobs yit, not frum
the very fust. The warden or Dr. Slattery, the
prison physician, or anybody round this town that
knows the full circumstances kin tell you the
same, ef you ast 'em. You see, son, I ain't never
nervoused up like some men would be in my place.
I'm always jest ez ca'm like ez whut you are this
minute. The way I look at it, I'm jest a chosen
instrument of the law. I regard it ez a trust that
I'm called on to perform, on account of me havin' a
natchel knack in that 'special direction. Some men
have gifts fur one thing an' some men have gifts
fur another thing. It would seem this is the
perticular thing--hangin' men--that I've got a gift
fur. So, sech bein' the case, I don't worry none
about it beforehand, nor I don't worry none after
it's all over with, neither. With me handlin' the
details the whole thing is over an' done with
accordin' to the law an' the statutes an' the
jedgment of the high court in less time than some
people would take fussin' round, gittin' ready. The
way I look at it, it's a mercy an' a blessin' to
all concerned to have somebody in charge that knows
how to hang a man.
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