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And now, botched executions, four centuries of failed hangings, electrocutions, gassings, injections, and firing squads. After four, Wallace Wilkerson refuses the blindfold. Probo, Utah territory, May 16, 1879. Wallace Wilkerson was born in Quincy, Illinois, and came to Utah with his parents in 1852, when he was eight, and one of the Mormon wagon companies. He was baptized at nine. Later, he went to California and stayed 11 years, and in the fall of 1876, he came back to see his father and mother who were living at Pason. I made up my mind to stay right with them as long as they lived. He told a reporter for the Salt Lake Herald a few days before he died. Two of his brothers had a contract burning charcoal at Holman'sville, in the Tintic Mining Country of Wobb County, and he went to work with them. On June 11, 1877, he was at a table in a saloon at Holman'sville with a man named William Baxter and a third man named Messenger, and there he killed Baxter. The Herald gave the account that came out at the trial. Wilkerson drew a pistol and fired across the table, and the ball struck Baxter under the right eye. Baxter didn't fall. He was leaning back against a pile of flowersacks, and his head dropped onto his chest. Wilkerson reached across the table, took hold of Baxter's hair, lifted his head, set the muzzle against his cheek in front of the right ear, and fired again. When they stripped the body, the only thing they found on Baxter that looked anything like a weapon, was a pocket knife, two or three inches long. The paper allowed that there were people who believed Baxter had been armed, and that his friends had made the gun disappear. Wilkerson's lawyers asked to move the trial out of the district. The citizens of Wob and Utah counties, their affidavit, said, had offered a $500 reward for his capture, and crowds had gathered with the avowed purpose of shooting or hanging the defendant. The motion was denied. Before the trial, he broke out of jail, the sheriff of Sevier County and a posse caught him near Richfield, and he was back in jail for weeks to the day after he got out. The trial itself took about three days, and the jury was out only a short time. Judge P.H. Emerson sentenced him to be publicly shot until you are dead, on Friday, December 14, 1877, between 10 in the morning and three in the afternoon. His lawyers took the case to the Supreme Court of the Territory, and then to the Supreme Court of the United States, and the argument they made was narrow. Utah's 1852 law had let a condemned man choose to be shot, hanged or beheaded. The new code of 1876 had dropped that provision and put nothing in its place, so they said, no judge had any power to order a man shot. They didn't argue that shooting was cruel, and the court noted that it was not pretended by the counsel of the prisoner that it was. On March 17, 1879, it affirmed the sentence, and said, in passing that shooting is a way of carrying out a death sentence for murder, was not the cruel and unusual punishment the Eighth Amendment forbids. Soldiers convicted of desertion, the opinion noted, were usually sentenced to be shot. What the Constitution ruled out, the court said, were punishments like the one's black stone described, prisoners embalwled alive, beheaded and quartered, and all others in the same line of unnecessary cruelty. Wilkerson was resentanced to be shot on May 16. He spent the weeks before it at the Penitentiary in Salt Lake City, where the herald said, he'd earned a name as one of the foulest mouthed men in the place. When the warrant was read to him, he swore at the officer reading it the whole way through. The warden General Butler took Wilkerson and the papers reporter into the guard's dining room and gave the prisoner a drink and a cigar, and he talked about his parents and about Baxter. His friends had asked that he'd be given some liquor every day since he was used to it. Just before the execution, he was taken to Provo. The jail there stood in a board walled yard about 40 feet square and took up more than half of it. The marksmen were put in a wood shed in the northeast corner of the yard. Across from them, against the west wall, real road ties had been stacked to stop the bullets and a chair was set in front of the ties. His wife stayed with him through the night. In the morning he talked about his life, a correspondent for the Ogden Junction reported. His father and mother had raised him right, he said, and he'd never listened to them, and this was where it had brought him. He'd killed Baxter, and didn't, for the life of him, know why. He'd also killed a man in Humboldt County, Nevada, he said, but the Marshall had the jail cleared before anyone could get the particulars. At about five minutes to twelve, his wife was led out of a cell, weeping. When she'd been taken far enough away that she wouldn't hear the shots, they brought him out. He wore black broadcloth and a white felt hat, and between the fingers of his left hand was a cigar which stayed there to the end. He exhibited unmistakable effects of liquor, the junction said, which had been provided him when desired. Some twenty people were in the yard, by the papers count, and two or three hundred stood outside the wall. At the chair the United States Marshall, a man named Seanacy, asked whether he had anything to say. "I have come to my fate," Wilkerson said. "He had no hard feelings toward anyone," he said, except one man who had sworn to lies at his trial, and he hoped God would be merciful to him. The officers had treated him well. "I have good wishes towards you all. Goodbye. I have done right, haven't I?" The Marshall said he had. "I am ready to die," Wilkerson said. "My spirit is ready, and we'll soon fly to meet my God. Goodbye, all." shook hands with the martial arts. with a Mr. Van Zile, and with Sheriff Turner, and sat down. He wouldn't be blindfolded. Now Hackerchiff was tied over his eyes as he is usually done the junction noted, and the version of his reason that has come down through the Utah writer L.K. Gillespie is, "I give you my word, I intend to die like a man, looking my executioners right in the eye." The marshal pinned a round piece of paper over his heart as nearly as could be judged, and the officials, the doctors, and the reporters stepped back about six feet. Seancy tapped three times for the marksman to make ready, and Wilkerson looked straight at the muscles in the shed. Then the marshal tapped three times again, and the rifles went off together. Wilkerson came up out of the chair and jumped forward five or six feet to the junction reported, falling on his left thigh, and turning over on his face. As he went, he said, "Oh my God, they have missed the mark, oh God!" Then the paper said, "A revolting spectacle ensued, as you lay on the ground, gasping, breathing, and once or twice faintly moaning. He took 27 minutes to die." The paper counted three shots fired, and none of them had hit his heart or his lungs. Gillespie's later account counts four, three holes in the paper and inch above the heart and a fourth in the left arm, and has him drawing his shoulders back at the command so that the paper rode up with his coat. It puts the dying at fifteen minutes. His body was put into plain coffin and given to his family. That same afternoon, the Deseret Evening News, the Latter-day Saints' paper in Salt Lake City, printed in editorial on the execution that said nothing about how it had gone. Wilkerson had "atoned for that deed as far as it is possible, so to do by the pouring out of his own blood," it said, thus the divine law has been executed and human law honored. The paper said he had chosen shooting over hanging or beheading, his privilege under our local statutes, though the Supreme Court had just found that the choice was no longer in the code, and it approved there was something barbarous in the idea of strangling a man to death like a dog. The dignity of the law could be served just as well by sending a bullet into a murderer's breast as by choking a life out of him with a rope. The Ogden Junction had heard how it went. It's editorial the next morning called the execution "another illustration of the brutal exhibitions of inquisitorial torture that had lately disgraced the country, rotten ropes, ignorantly or carelessly adjusted nooses or inexperienced marksmen." Such scenes, it said, were always blamed on accident, and they had become so frequent that some other method of judicial murder should be adopted. It had a candidate. The French guillotine never fails. The swift, falling knife flashes in the light, the dull thud is heard, and all is over. Thanks for listening. I've been reading from my new book "Bunched Executions," four centuries of failed hangings, electrocutions, gassings, injections, and firing squads. If you'd like a list of sources I used for this episode, and for the book it's narrated from, you can find the full list at WeirdDarkness.com/BunchedExecutions. Scroll to the bottom of the page for the sources used. If you'd rather not wait for the next section to be shared in the podcast, the whole book is available on Amazon in Kindle and Paperback, as well as Kindle Unlimited. For more information, visit CrownCoins.com/InnerCodeCround and get a free lucky wheel bonus. You may win up to 10,000 sweepscoins. CrownCoins.com, that's C-R-O-W-N Coins.com, no purchase needed. Code Val for new users on Void were prohibited by law, 18+ terms and conditions apply. "Cround Coins to C-O!" Winning never sounded so good. 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