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Show THE CONFESSION, 305 " He was taken to Lake City, tried and sentenced to death. A stay of execution was obtained in order to appeal the case, and the prisoner was removed to the Gunnison jail to save him from mob violence." While in Gunnison, knowing this noted prisoner to be there, I asked for an interview, and in company with Mr. Rough (another Paul Pry), was admitted to his cell. With his record before me, of course there was a shade of uncanny horror about the prisoner. He was just thirty-four years old, but his haggard, haunted look made him appear at least forty. His features are not wholly bad. His nose is straight; his brow broad and suggestive of intellect. He wears his hair long, combed into a smooth, deep scollop on his brow, and carried back behind his ears. He has a large gray eye, cold, yet nervous. He walks like one sneaking away or creeping upon a victim. Any one possessing even a moderate knowledge of human nature, would say he belonged naturally to the criminal class. He told his story with vivid but rude eloquence, different from anything he told General Adams, and the Sheriff said ' he varied it for every listener.' Beginning with the time when he left Ouray's camp the story ran as follows: The.weather became rough when they were about one week out; the fast falling snow made traveling tiresome and slow; provisions gave out; all game had retreated to hidden places, but they occasionally found some rosebuds, which, in a measure, relieved their stomachs. The terrible pain of hunger at. last gave way to an insatiable longing for salt, a symptom of extreme star- 20 |