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I
must
take
a
line
in
which
to
tell
,
after
I
was
hustled
and
bustled
,
kicked
and
punched
,
up
that
terrible
stairway
by
Thurston
and
the
rest
of
the
prison-dogs
,
of
the
infinite
relief
of
my
narrow
cell
when
I
found
myself
back
in
solitary
.
It
was
all
so
safe
,
so
secure
.
I
felt
like
a
lost
child
returned
home
again
.
I
loved
those
very
walls
that
I
had
so
hated
for
five
years
.
All
that
kept
the
vastness
of
space
,
like
a
monster
,
from
pouncing
upon
me
were
those
good
stout
walls
of
mine
,
close
to
hand
on
every
side
.
Agoraphobia
is
a
terrible
affliction
.
I
have
had
little
opportunity
to
experience
it
,
but
from
that
little
I
can
only
conclude
that
hanging
is
a
far
easier
matter
...
.
I
have
just
had
a
hearty
laugh
.
The
prison
doctor
,
a
likable
chap
,
has
just
been
in
to
have
a
yarn
with
me
,
incidentally
to
proffer
me
his
good
offices
in
the
matter
of
dope
.
Of
course
I
declined
his
proposition
to
"
shoot
me
"
so
full
of
morphine
through
the
night
that
to-morrow
I
would
not
know
,
when
I
marched
to
the
gallows
,
whether
I
was
"
coming
or
going
.
"
But
the
laugh
.
It
was
just
like
Jake
Oppenheimer
.
I
can
see
the
lean
keenness
of
the
man
as
he
strung
the
reporters
with
his
deliberate
bull
which
they
thought
involuntary
.
It
seems
,
his
last
morning
,
breakfast
finished
,
incased
in
the
shirt
without
a
collar
,
that
the
reporters
,
assembled
for
his
last
word
in
his
cell
,
asked
him
for
his
views
on
capital
punishment
.
--
Who
says
we
have
more
than
the
slightest
veneer
of
civilization
coated
over
our
raw
savagery
when
a
group
of
living
men
can
ask
such
a
question
of
a
man
about
to
die
and
whom
they
are
to
see
die
?
But
Jake
was
ever
game
.
"
Gentlemen
,
"
he
said
,
"
I
hope
to
live
to
see
the
day
when
capital
punishment
is
abolished
.
"
I
have
lived
many
lives
through
the
long
ages
.
Man
,
the
individual
,
has
made
no
moral
progress
in
the
past
ten
thousand
years
.
I
affirm
this
absolutely
.
The
difference
between
an
unbroken
colt
and
the
patient
draught-horse
is
purely
a
difference
of
training
.
Training
is
the
only
moral
difference
between
the
man
of
to-day
and
the
man
of
ten
thousand
years
ago
.
Under
his
thin
skin
of
morality
which
he
has
had
polished
onto
him
,
he
is
the
same
savage
that
he
was
ten
thousand
years
ago
.
Morality
is
a
social
fund
,
an
accretion
through
the
painful
ages
.
The
new-born
child
will
become
a
savage
unless
it
is
trained
,
polished
,
by
the
abstract
morality
that
has
been
so
long
accumulating
.
"
Thou
shalt
not
kill
"
--
piffle
!
They
are
going
to
kill
me
to-morrow
morning
.
"
Thou
shalt
not
kill
"
--
piffle
!
In
the
shipyards
of
all
civilized
countries
they
are
laying
to-day
the
keels
of
Dreadnoughts
and
of
Superdreadnoughts
.
Dear
friends
,
I
who
am
about
to
die
,
salute
you
with
--
"
Piffle
!
"
I
ask
you
,
what
finer
morality
is
preached
to-day
than
was
preached
by
Christ
,
by
Buddha
,
by
Socrates
and
Plato
,
by
Confucius
and
whoever
was
the
author
of
the
"
Mahabharata
"
?
Good
Lord
,
fifty
thousand
years
ago
,
in
our
totem-families
,
our
women
were
cleaner
,
our
family
and
group
relations
more
rigidly
right
.
I
must
say
that
the
morality
we
practised
in
those
old
days
was
a
finer
morality
than
is
practised
to-day
.
Do
n't
dismiss
this
thought
hastily
.
Think
of
our
child
labour
,
of
our
police
graft
and
our
political
corruption
,
of
our
food
adulteration
and
of
our
slavery
of
the
daughters
of
the
poor
.
When
I
was
a
Son
of
the
Mountain
and
a
Son
of
the
Bull
,
prostitution
had
no
meaning
.
We
were
clean
,
I
tell
you
.
We
did
not
dream
such
depths
of
depravity
.
Yea
,
so
are
all
the
lesser
animals
of
to-day
clean
.
It
required
man
,
with
his
imagination
,
aided
by
his
mastery
of
matter
,
to
invent
the
deadly
sins
.
The
lesser
animals
,
the
other
animals
,
are
incapable
of
sin
.
