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Show I! THE CHAMBER OF UEATH. Conduct of tho Churned Trior to Being Removed. Auburn, X. Y., Aug. (i.-At 0:38 the door at the right of the execution chair leading toward the execution room opened and Warden Burston's figure appeared in the doorway. Behind him walked a spruce looking broad shouldered should-ered little man, full bearded, with carefully care-fully arranged hair clustering around Ins forehead. He was dressed in a suit of new clothing, sack coat and vest of dark gray material, tho trousers being a mixed yellow pattern, while the shirt, whose polished front exposed directly below a little bow of lawn of a black iiud white check pattern. This was William Kemmler, tho man about to uudergo tho sentence of death. Be-nind Be-nind him walked Dr. W. E. Houirhton and Chaplain Yates. Kemmler was by far the coolest man in tho party. He did not look about the room with any special degree of interest. in-terest. He hesitated as the door closed behind him, aud carefully locked by tho attendant on tho other side, as though he did not know exactly what to do. "Give mo a chair will you," said the warden. Some one quickly handed him a wooden chair which ho placed in front aud a little to the right of tho execution ex-ecution chair. Kemmler sat down, composedly, looked about him then up and down without any evidence of fear or especial interest in the event. His faco was not stolid nor indifferent. Ho looked if anything as though he was rather pleased at being the center of interest. Warden Durston stood at the left of tbo chair with his hand on the back of it, and almost at the moment Kemmler took his scat ho began to speak in short, quick periods. "Now gentlemen," he said, "this is William Keiiimlcr. I havo warned him ho has got to die, and if he has anything to say he will say it." As tho warden finished, Kemmler looken up and said in a high-keyed voice, without any hesitation, aud as though he had prepared himself with a speech: "Well, I wish every one good luck in this world, and I think I am going go-ing to a better place, and the papers have been saying a lot of stuff that isn't so; that's all I have to say." With tho conclusion of his speech ho turned his back on the jury, took off his coat and handed it to the warden. This disclosed the fact that a hole had been cut from the band of the trousers down so far as to exposo the base of the spine. When the coat was off Kemmler turned in tho direction of the door through which ho came into the room and began to unbutton his vest, at tho same time the warden drawing the interfering in-terfering drapery of his shirt through the hole In the trousers and cutting it off so as to leave a little surface of flesh, against which one of the electrodes was to press, absolutely bare. Warden Durston called attention to the fact that it was not necessary to remove the vest and Kemmler calmly buttoned it again and carefully arranged ar-ranged his tic. "Don't hurry about this matter," said the warden, "be perfectly cool." He was perfectly cool, by all odds being the coolest man in the room. |