The Seaforth News, 1961-08-17, Page 6End Of The Line
At Sing Sing Prison
it is Thursday, the end of the
world. The Prisoner has been
convicted of murder In the first
degree, The. Court of Appeals
has confirmed the sentence:
"You shall be put to death in
the manner prescribed by law?'
As Principal Keeper of Sing
Sing I arrive at the death house
early in the morning. I remove
the prisoner from his cell and
allow him to shake hands with
the other condemned men.
Then I escorthim to one of the
six cells that face the ante -room
of the execution chamber, At 10
am, I take him for a shave, a
haircut and a bath.
Later, I give him a pencil and
paper. For the first time in his
prison career he is allowed to
compose his own menu. The pri-
sonar can order anything under
the sun, and he will get it,
He almost always eats a hear-
ty breakfast—and lunch and
supper. For his last meal he
prefers sirloin steak smothered
in onions.
Sometimes he has a bizarre re-
quest.
One man ordered a dozen
roses. I humoured him, without
asking questions. I discovered
later that they were for his mo-
ther. Another wanted whisky, to
be given to him ten minutes be-
fore the execution. His request
was refused.
He spends the rest of the day
receiving visitors. By long-stand-
ing tradition the other men give
their combined visiting privi-
leges to the man in the ante-
room.
At 9 p.m. I separate him from
his hysterical mother, his tear-
stained wife. It is now the chap-
lain's turn to comfort him, in
English, Latin or Hebrew.
The radio loudspeaker is silent
to -night, All the condemned man
can hear are whispered prayers
and the ticking of 'the clock. A
special wire to the Governor's
office has ,been kept open all
clay, in case of a reprieve. At ten
minutes to eleven the wire is
switched ca. Nobody can save
him now.
The clock strikes eleven. I en-
ter his cell, accompanied by four
guards. The prisoner rises. A
guard bends down, scissors in
hand, and cuts the right trouser
leg.
I lead the prisoner out of the
cell. I don't have to urge him
along. He usually tries to pull
ahead of me. He wants to get
the last dreadful minutes over as
quickly as possible.
We. march through the narrow
corridor, flanked by guards and
led by the chaplain, his head
bowed in solemn prayer, The
"Last Mile" takes less than a
minute, and it usually occurs
without incident.
There are exceptions, of course.
One man insisted on wearing a
clean white business shirt, An-
other begged for permission to
walk to the' chair on his hands..
Both requests were denied.
A door opens, and we are in
the execution chamber. On one
side of the room sit the witness-
es, the reporters and perhaps one
or two officials. Invitations have
been sent to the condemned
man's judge, district attorney
and county sheriff, but the invi-
tations are rarely accepted. The
prisoner is seated in the old oak
chair which has administered
justice since 1888. Each guard
carries out his appointed task
with silent deftness. One is re-
sponsible for the arms, another
for the ankles, another for the
torso. The fouth adjusts the elee-
ARRESTED PROTESTING SEGREGATION — Rabbi Martin freedman, right, and Rabbi Israel
Dresner, accompanying him, are taken into cutody by Tallahassee, Fla., police. They attempt-
ed to eat in the city airport restaurant as part of a protest against racial segregation there.
trode to the right leg, attaching
it to a spot inside the open slit.
Now it is my turn to act. I
walk to the rear of the chair and,
standing on a rubber mat,' adjust
the'hood over his head. He twists
round and looks at me, pleading
for a few extra seconds of life,
"May I Say something?"
I hold the, hood suspended
over his head, allowing him time
to give his last message to a
world that has disowned him.
Newspapermen lean forward in
their seats, 'sensing' headline
copy.
Sometimes they are words of
contempt: "You dirty scum! You
like to watch people. die? O.K.,
I'll give you a show you'll never
forget!"
Sometimes they are words of
bravado: "I just want you people
to know that I'm not one bit
scared of this contraption! Not
one bit! You'll need a lot of juice
to shut. me up!"
Sometimes they are words of
resignation: "I . I don't hold
anything against anbody. I don't
mind much, just as long as some-
one takes care of the kids."
Some like to go out with a
dramatic touch worthy of Holly-
wood. One particularly callous
gangster asked for a dust rag.
The chair had previously been
occupied by a dishonourable
member of his gang. He wanted
to "clean it after that rat, sat in
it!"
Last-minute prayers are very
frequent. But the most common
parting remark is; "Well, here.
goes another innocent man to ,the
chain"
I lower the hood over his head,
shutting out forever the colours
and shapes of the world. The
electrician comes forward. He.
examines the electrode, makes a
final check of the mechanism
and steps back to his instrument
panel, ten feet to the rear of the
chair.
It is up to me to give the
signal that will send this man
hurtling into eternity.
The electrician watches, his
hands poised over the instrutnent
panel, waiting for me to step off
the rubber mat. I step away.
There is a second's wait—a sec-
ond that seems like hours.
A spluttering drone breaks the
silence. The condemned man
lurches forward, as if to break
his bonds. He actually feels no
pain, since the current travels
faster than any nerve impulse,
The drone becomes louder,
DROP IN AGAIN! — Ambassador Augusto Arongo, left, of
Panama, smiles as he leaves a meeting with Rafael Trujillo Jr.,
right, in the Culdad Trulilio, Dominican Republic, Arcing*•
headed a special OAS committee investigating charges of re-
pression and terror following the death of Trujillo's dictator
father.
BIRDIE Dream of science fic-
tion writers, the rocket belt, is
now a reality. Recently deve-
loped 'by Bell, the SRLD (Small
Rocket Lift Device) will enable
its wearer to fly to the top of
cliffs, or steep hills. The belt
is powered by a twin -jet hy-
drogen peroxide propulsion
system. Test engineer Harold
Graham has flown over the
ground at distances up to 360
feet and as `high as 30 feet.
more insistent. The electrical
drone 'reaches a crescendo as the.
, fingers of the. condemned 'man
tighten around the arms of the
chair. The body sinks back, and
the droning stops.
A . physician steps forward,
stethoscope in hand: He opens
'the shirt and listens for a few
moments. He backs away from
the chair, nodding. "I pronounce
this man 'dead."
It'sall over. This last act in
the fife of a murderer took less
than three minutes, Multiply
that scene, as I have by 300 and
you have some idea of what it
meant to spend twenty-eight.
years as an official of Sing Sing.
—By John Sheehy in "Tit -Bits"
Man -Eating Fish
Kill Ten People
Ten men and women have been
eaten by a school of piranhas, the
most aggressive fish in the world,
says a report from South Am-
erica,
A launch in which the people
were travelling sank in ?urns
River, northern tributary of the
Amazon, Just as they were be-
ginning to swim to the safety of
the banks, these man-eating fish
attacked them in force.
Piranhas are often not much
larger than herrings and seldom
grew to a length of more than
two feet, but they are so fero-
cious that they will often attack
cattle while they are crossing
streams, They attack it such
numbers that the animals can be
brought under and devoured,,
The piranha has a heavily un-
dershotjawand very sharp teeth.
He will attack anything, irre-
spectiveof size,
One South American scientist
told of a servant he had who had
two fingers bitten off by piran-
has while bathing In a river,
It seems that these ferocious
fish frequently kill for fun, The
director at the aquarium at New
York's Bronx zoo reports that
they frequently strip their prey
without ea).ing any of the flesh.
An American Looks
At Our Seaway
Quiet waters and sunlit skies
may be.the picture -book way to
view the eastern approaches to
the historic St, Lawrence Sea-
way which starts .here at Mon-
treal 1,000..miles from the ocean
shores. But for an impressive in-
troduction there is no better ac-
companiment than intermittent
rain, mist, and a cutting north-
westerly wind.
The water level rises a total
of 602 feet from the: Atlantic • to
Duluth, Minn. Sixteen locks ac-
complish this feat by raising
ships a total of, 550 :feet. The
greatest is 362 feet by the Wel-
land . Ship' Canal which bypasses
Niagara Falls and the Niagara
River.
The seaway story is , one of
statistics covering activities
along the 2,300 miles of water
and land which . stretch west
from the Atlantic Coast to Lake
Erie. What we saw of it as de-
scribed by the Seaway Authority
and studied by our group as the
bus wove its way through morn-
ing traffic (hampered by the
rain) • toward Beauharnois power
plant and lock was as follows:
The sailing line enters the
seaway channel from Montreal
harbor and' sweeps to the left
beneath Jacques Cartier Bridge.
"Then the St. Lambert lock,
the furthest downstream of the
seven new locks, and Victoria
Bridge are passed. The channel
continues around the arc of the
La Prairie basin until it 'reaches
the second lock, at Cote Ste.
Catherine, near the achine
rapids.
"The channel runs overland
for some 81/2 miles, passes be-
neath :the Honore Mercier and
Caughnawaga Bridges and then
enters Lake St. Louis. At the
head of this lake the channel
passe. sthe Beauharnois power-
. house to the Beauharnois power
canal by means of the Beau-
harnois
eauharnois locks . , ," •
Such was the route we fol-
lowed. But the commentary from
a fact -filled, guide andthe visual
evidence at the locks and along
the seaway added much to these
bare descriptive passages.
From start to finish eyes were
focused on the seaway for a
glimpse of a vessel reacty for
passage through either the COte
Ste. Catherine or the Beau-
harnois locks. But this was to
be denied. 'True there were
some vessels seen along the sea-
way, but not under way. The
wind had caused the pilots to
be cautious.
And the close contact main-
tained between the s e a w ay
operators and the pilots was a
guarantee that safety measures
would be followed. Use of the
seaway is allowed to ships 715
feet long, 72 feet wide, with
exceptions for 15 feet longer and
3 feet wider under special con-
ditions. Speed is limited to 8
m.p.h.
Thus as we crossed the Jacques
Cartier Bridge from the island
of Montreal (reminding at least
one correspondent of the island
of Manhattan) the pool of Mont-
real harbor anti the beginning
of the seaway channel were
glimpsed. Almost immediately
we were at the St. Lambert lock,
but no ships ready, writes R.
Stafford Derby of the Christian
Science Monitor,
The seaway was and is a meet-
ing of nature's challenge, At the
Cate St. Catherine lock one of
these was seen. Whipped by the
fresh wind, whitecaps crisscross-
ed the historic Lachine rapids,
Here was an historic, transporta-
tion barrier crossed with bold
hearts and strong backs by the.
early explorers. Here in 1535
Jaques Cartier was the first.
New they are mastered by C!a-
nadian skill, The look is the an-
twer. Within 10 minutes. 24,0000-
000
4,000,000 gallons of water surge in or
pun out, a ship is raised or low-
ered, and the 30 feet difference
between La Prairie basin and
Lake St. Louis is compensated
for without the1dangerous rap-
id -shooting or back -breaking por-
Page of yesteryear.,
Dredged channels prov,de the
route for 12 miles along Lake St.
Louis. A. signpost said "Caughna-
wage." A visitor asked if this
were not the home of the Indian
"high -steel" workers whose skills
had been a considerable factor in
raising the towering structures of
New York and'vehese city ad-
dress is "Brooklyn.'
"Quite so." For in this village
along the St, Lawrence live the
elders. Also the youngsters. A
railroad bridge.' with towers of
steel crosses the water here,
"These bridge towers are a con-
stant challenge to the young In-
dians. They are brought up with
stories of the feats their sen-
iors perform." And now, our
'guide remarked with a wry smile,
"the boys climb over the high
steel here like monkeys although
the 'railroad people do their best
to keep them off."
Beauharnois power house and
Ibeks loomed through the mist.
And there was a ship near the
lower lock. Our hopes 'rote..But
so did the wind, No actual use
of a lock was• to be seen. "In an
hour? Perhops. But no guaran-
tee,"
However, there was a visit to
a control tower in the look..
Capable, experienced, and calm
operators were at the controls,
in touch with the ships visible
and :not yet in sight. Everything
was in firm hands: Everything
but the weather. And that was
just something to cope with. as
efficiently as possible.
Below us stood the gaping
lock. Its working gatesholding
back the water. At a signal the
apparatus goes into action and
the ship is serviced, Raising the
level is done by opening two
taintor valves in. the upstream
end. "The water flows into the
e3al1. culverts through openings
upstream' from the gates and
then pours into the lock cham-
ber through 'ports.'" This is re-
versed for passage to the east and
the Atlantic Ocean.
Statistics on the locks indicate
the need for such caution as was
witnessed. Their length is 766
feet (ships 715-730); width, 80
feet (ships 72-75 feet); depth
over lock sills, 30 feet; andlifts
varying from 1 foot to 46 feet.
But itwas not the statistics
which left the outstanding im-
pression from our seaway trip.
The, magnitude of the operation
is well known and acknowledg-
ed. But itis the flavor of ach-
ievement that comes ' from the
'Canadian spokesmen and oper-
ators. Here is a 'contribution to
the world economy in which
Canada most 'surely has every
•right to claim a major role.
Not that there was any obvi-
ous boasting. But it was' the con-
tinuing air of ability, competence,
• and assurance that came through
the misty' day and turned the
negation of no -lock operation in-
to
nto a positive factor, For although•
only a small section of the sea-
way was glimpsed the abiding
glow which its Canadian opera-
tors feel from this city west was
quietly in evidence.
The preacher at the close of
his sermon discovered one of his
deacons asleep. To teach a little
lesson, he announced, "We will
now have a few minutes of pray-
ers. Deacon Brown will lead."
"Lead?" said Deaeen Brown,
suddenly awaking, "I just dealt."
Making A Portage)
in Quebec
I remember well the e'v'ening
I made my first , portaging trip
alone in the forests of Quebec,
I was headed for an old swamp
the beavers had' recently dam-,
med. The swamp was only a
mile and a halt from home =sip,
but when there I felt as remote
as if at the ends of the earth,
My little canoe balanced well
and there was something quite
satisfying about its rhythmic
creaking and the resilient feel
of the thwart and the strain of
the taut ttunpline. There was
something pleasant too, about
the sense of adventure, but best
of all was the arrival—that first
step out of the forest Into the
open where' you pause and let
the stern of the canoe• drop so
you can see out from under and
scan the shoreline; then the care-
ful Ovando through the swamp
grass to the water's edge; seeing
the track of a moose hi the mud;
stepping out on an old log that
slants into the waiter; then roll-
ing the canoe off your shoulders
and setting it down into, the wa-
ter with concentrated care,' •
I remember, too, ,untying the
paddles and picking one up, be-
ing very ' careful not to strike
the canoe, enjoying the feel of
lightness after the weight had
,been ' removed, then simply
standing there far a long time,
looking ' and listening. • Every-
where the dead -trees vrere 're-
flected in the water, A. small
animal left a wake far down the
marsh. Otherwise nothing but
the silence of the forest and a
single w'hitethroat whistling. —
From "Look to the 1' it dern"ss,"
by W. Douglas Burden,
No' man is complete!), worth-
less, He can always serve as a
horrible example. .
'SUB HUNTER The:US. Navy's
new long-range antisubmarine
weapons system "DASH" (drone
antisubmarine helicopter) hov-
ers in free flight over the deck
of the USS Hazelwood. .A horn-
ing torpedo is suspended un -
'der the drone. Unmanned 'cop -
ter has been in service nine
months.
TEEN-AGE 'SLAYERS - George Ronald York and James; Douglas
Latham, self-confessed teen-age murderers who left a trail of
seven dead across the country, are shown in Salt Lake City;
Utah, They've been extradited to Kansas r for trial.