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said the gentleman from the state house. "Well, if he does, he will get but few votes in Clay county if he ever runs again" said several of the men. However, the governor appointed only two of them, one at the penitentiary and one at another state institution; and, had he known the facts as they were, he would never have appointed them. One of them came to the prison to enter upon his duties. He came into my office, held out his hand, and professed to be delighted to see me. I turned and walked away from him, for rather would I take the slimy form of a rattlesnake into my hand than to touch the hand of this man. And the other party? He is not much better. For some years he drew a salary from the state, but was too busy masticating tobacco to do any real work. I have heard him insult men because they were republicans, and I have heard him apply his pet nick-name, that of "tape worm" to those that he disliked - a filthy old man, a disgrace to our state. As I have

 
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stated, my own sins are many. I have been wild and shiftless in my younger days; but I challenge those two gentlemen or anyone to prove that I have ever lowered the dignity of my office by either grafting from the inmates, directly or indirectly, (and I have had many chances to do so) nor have I lived in open adultery with a woman while having a wife and children of my own, for I never succeeded in getting a wife - not to speak of two, and 1 have never made "dates" with the wives, sisters and daughters of the prisoners, on the pretence that I possessed sufficient influence to get their relatives out of prison; nor have I been a "chippy chaser" on the dark streets of Lincoln, for most of my evenings were spent at the desk, adjusting matters on the books that were left open by my predecessor, who, however did not forget to draw his salary check. And snake number three, what became of him? Why, he appealed to Warden Fenton for the position as steward at the prison. When the


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warden told him that a steward had been appointed, this man was willing to accept the office of chief clerk. When he learned that this position was also filled, he, patient as he was, offered his services as a guard, but this, too, was refused.

These three men are all over sixty years old. It was their favorite pastime to gather in an office and talk ill about Warden Delahunty and the great church to which he belonged. Soon each of these men will be in a little pine box covered with earth, and then they will stand before that great tribunal above and receive the sentence due them for their misdeeds.

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CHAPTER FORTY
THE POWER BEHIND THE THRONE

The new democratic warden is William T. Fenton, formerly sheriff of Richardson county. He engaged my services for six months, gave me a square deal, and religiously kept every promise he made me. For many years he has served as sheriff of Richardson county, and has proven himself to be a brave and efficient officer. Richardson county, on account of its location bordering on this and two other states, had for years been a rendezvous for criminals, especially horse thieves, but Sheriff Fenton drove these gentlemen out to seek shelter in other places; and while performing this duty he often took chances of being killed. On the night of the outbreak at the prison, he received a message that the three desperadoes were on a freight train headed for Falls City. The sheriff accompanied by Deputy Sheriff McFarland, and Chief of