Scribner's Magazine, Volume 26, August 1899Various
General
Scribner's Magazine, Volume 26, August 1899
Various
American periodicals
"Having a bedroom adjoining my office, I spent that night in town. I
did not go to sleep until late, and had not been asleep long when I was
awakened by the continual repetition of a monotonous sound. At first I
thought I was dreaming, but as I aroused it came to me distinctly: the
sound of blows in the distance struck regularly. I awaked fully. The
noise was in the direction of the jail. I dressed hastily and went down
on the street. I stepped into the arms of a half-dozen masked men who
quietly laid me on my back, blindfolded me and bound me so that I could
not move. I threatened and struggled; but to no purpose, and finally
gave it up and tried expostulation. They told me that they intended no
harm to me; but that I was their prisoner and they meant to keep me.
They had come for their man, they said, and they meant to have him. They
were perfectly quiet and acted with the precision of old soldiers.
"All the time I could hear the blows at the jail as the mob pounded the
iron door with sledges, and now and then a shout or cry from within.
Then one great roar went up and the blows ceased suddenly, and then one
cry.
"The blows were on the inner door, for the mob had gained access to the
outer. They had come prepared and, stout as the door was, it could not
resist long.
"In a little while I heard the regular tramp of men, and in a few minutes
the column came up the street, marching like soldiers. There must have
been five hundred of them. The prisoner was in the midst, bare-headed
and walking between two mounted men, and was moaning and pleading and
cursing by turns.
"I asked my captors if I might speak, and they gave me ten minutes. I
stood up on the top step of the house, and for a quarter of an hour I
made what I consider to have been the best speech I ever made or shall
make. I told them in closing that I should use all my powers to find
out who they were, and if I could I should prosecute them, every one,
and try and have them hanged for murder.
"They heard me patiently, but without a word, and when I was through,
one of the leaders made a short reply. They agreed with me about the
law; but they felt that the way it was being used was such as to cause
a failure of justice. They had waited patiently, and were apparently no
nearer seeing justice executed than in the beginning. So they proposed
to take the law into their own hands. The remedy was, to do away with
all but proper defences and execute the law without unreasonable delay.
"It was the first mob I had ever seen, and I experienced a sensation of
utter powerlessness and insignificance; just as in a vast disturbance
of the elements—a storm at sea, a hurricane, a conflagration. The
individual disappeared before the irresistible force.
"An order was given and the column moved on silently.
"A question arose among my guards as to what should be done with me.
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