Everything is in readiness at the District jail for the double execution which is to take place tomorrow, when S---- and W---- will pay the penalty of their crimes. So far as outward appearances are concerned, the condemned men are in a better frame of mind than are most of the other prisoners in the big brown-stone prison. Their spiritual advisers are with them most of the time, and when they are absent the men pa.s.s the hours reading religious books and praying.
S---- and W---- have both been well-behaved prisoners and have given the jail officials no trouble whatever. The former has been particularly friendly with the guards and others, and today he thanked several of them for past kindnesses. He also desired to express his grat.i.tude to his many friends for what they had done for him, and said he desired to do so through the _Star_. S---- has had many visitors during the entire time of his confinement in jail, but more especially during recent weeks. Most of them have been female relatives. They have been endeavoring to collect funds enough to defray the expenses of a decent burial. In the event of their being successful the body will be turned over to them after the execution by the undertaker employed by the government to prepare the bodies for burial.
Monday afternoon, just before the prison doors were locked for the day, the bell rang and the guard at the door admitted a woman who handed in her card on which was printed:
"Elizabeth Rider Wheaton, "Prison Evangelist.
"No Home but Heaven."
She had with her a number of tracts which she distributed to some of the prisoners. Her religious work is all done in prisons, and she makes a specialty of laboring with condemned men. She stated to the guards that she had traveled about 2,000 miles to see those in jail here before their execution. The warden admitted her to the cells. She had W---- and S---- join her in prayer and song in the latter"s cell, and the men seemed greatly to appreciate her hour"s visit. She next saw E---- S----, who is to die on the scaffold next week. He, too, appeared to enjoy her call.
---- ---- _Star_.
August, 1899.
Mrs. Wheaton.
My Dear Sister: I must write a few lines to you, in my husband"s letter, as you have shown yourself so kind to him, poor fellow. I can see you now and hear you, in my fancy, singing those beautiful pieces. Oh, how sad I felt on that Fourth of July as I sat and listened, especially to the one called "Some Mother"s Child," as I looked upon my dear husband and thought of his mother and how tenderly he had been reared by Christian parents, and was always a good and thoughtful son and husband until by reason of evil a.s.sociations he fell into sin and kept going further and further from G.o.d until at last he was led to do the most dreadful of deeds. How I pity him!
O how happy I once was! Had a pretty home and everything to brighten it. But alas, they have vanished and now I feel alone, without anything. Did I say "alone?" No, not so, for the G.o.d that I have served and who has been with me these twenty years, is still with me; and I feel to say, "Though he slay me, yet will I trust him." I feel that he will open up a way for his children.
Now, my dear sister, I would love to see you again in this life and talk with you, but if I never meet you here I trust I shall meet you above, where your voice will be heard with the angels of G.o.d. Please remember me to your lady helper. Would be glad to hear from you at any time. Good-bye.
Yours in love and the hope of heaven, ---- ----.
Two years later, while in the same city, a friend invited me to go to an open-air service and after I had sung and spoken to those who were gathered a dear lady clasped my hand and said: "I am so glad to see you, mother--don"t you know me?" As I failed to recognize her she turned her careworn but lovely face so that the electric light shone full upon her and said, "Don"t you remember me now?" When I still answered "No, I do not," the tears gathered in the dear eyes as she said, "My husband never forgot your singing and your prayers before he went away," and then it dawned upon me that she was the wife of the man the people hung to gratify the saloon men"s greed. She said: "I do wish I could ask you home with me, but I have only a little hall room for myself and children. I am keeping boarders to make a living for myself and them." O how I wished for a home to which I could welcome them, but I, too, am a pilgrim and a stranger, and all I could do was to kiss the dear sister and commend her to the widow"s G.o.d and her dear ones to the Father of the fatherless.
The letters following are from two brothers with whom I labored, and who showed much appreciation of my efforts with them and professed to be saved. I received a number of encouraging letters from them and from others in the same place before they were taken away. We can not always tell as to the sincerity of these poor men, or of their responsibility, some of them doubtless are so nearly unbalanced in mind, under such a strain, but we know the G.o.d of heaven before whom we must all stand will judge righteously.
October 18, 1903.
My Dear Mother Wheaton:
While my dear unfortunate brother, Mr. K., has given me s.p.a.ce in his letter, I just wish to congratulate you for the wonderful good you did while here with us, as we have not forgotten your topic, "Salvation," and often speak of you and hope you will come again at your earliest convenience. Thank G.o.d there is some of us have the Spirit of G.o.d with us. Bless His holy name! And I for one can praise Him for the wonderful good He has done me, and through His wonderful love I have been granted a stay of execution, which was to take place the 21st of this month; for G.o.d in heaven knows I am innocent of this crime, as is also my brother. I am sorry to say I do not know much about the Bible, but intend to learn more about His wonderful love to man, and will serve Him to the end. Trusting that you will look upon us as your children, I will close, hoping to hear from you again,
Your unfortunate boy, B. W.
Dear Mother Wheaton:
Received your letter and was glad to hear from you. It brought great joy to our bleeding hearts. We think of you and wish you could talk and sing for us every day. Your kind, loving words bring me near to G.o.d. When I leave this world I will go to my heavenly Father, where there is everlasting life, and if we never meet on earth, I will meet you in heaven. I shall never forget you and the prayer you made for me. We felt bad when you could not come back and tell us about our loving G.o.d. Pray for me that I may walk daily with G.o.d. I remain as ever,
Your dear boy, A. W.
Columbus, Ohio.
THREE YOUNG MEN.
Some cases of special interest to me because of such recent occurrence, are the three young men mentioned elsewhere and from whom I received the following letters. I will first give a note very kindly written me by the son of the warden, in answer to an inquiry about the cases while they were awaiting some decision of the supreme court:
Colorado State Penitentiary.
Canon City, Colo., December 7, 1904.
Mother E. R. Wheaton. Tabor, Iowa.
Dear Mother: I have not answered your postal on account of my absence from the city, but I hope you will overlook the delay.
The fate of the four prisoners under sentence of death is still undecided, as their case is in the hands of the Supreme Court.
There is some doubt as to the legality of the law and it is a hard matter to tell what the outcome will be. No, my folks did not attend the Prison Congress this year on account of my sister"s health. The boys at the prison often speak of you and some have started to forget the past and try to do better in the future on account of the good words you spoke to them. I hope you will come to see us before my father goes out of office, but if this is impossible, I pray that we may meet at some future time.
I remain,
Yours respectfully, Willard Cleghorn.
Canon City, Colo., May 3, 1904.
Dear Mother Wheaton:
I have received your kind letter and postal and I am very glad to know that you have not forgotten me. I have not forgotten you either, nor never will. For it was no other than you who put me on the right road to heaven, and I know that if I do all you told me that I will meet you there. I am praying both day and night, and I pray from my heart, and mean every word that I say, and I know that my sorrow is more than I can bear without G.o.d"s help. I know that G.o.d has forgiven me all of my sins, and will save me too. I do not care who laughs at me for praying and asking G.o.d for help. There is nothing that can ever make me quit praying and believing in G.o.d, for He has done me good already.
With love and best wishes, and hoping to hear from you soon,
Yours sincerely, F. A.
Canon City, Colo., May 3, 1904.
Dear Mrs. Wheaton.
It is with pleasure that I answer your most kind and welcome letter that brother A. and I received some time ago. We also received a postal card this morning. I have neglected my promise of writing, but hereafter will write more promptly. I have not been feeling well, but am better now. I hope you will forgive me this time.
It does my heart good to know that you are praying for us. I feel very grateful to you. Us boys pray and read the Holy Bible every day. I am trusting to our Heavenly Father, for He makes right the wrong. We are being treated most kindly by the warden and the officers of the prison.
I will close, as Brother A. wishes to say a few words.
Hoping to hear from you again, I ever remain
Your son in Christ, C.
Canon City, Colo., May 17, 1904.
Mrs. E. R. Wheaton.
My Dear Mother: I received your kind letter and was very much pleased to hear from you, as all of us were. * * *