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Richeson was sitting in the electric chair. The straps and
tnetals that would send a current of 1,"900 volts thrqugh hisbody
were being adjusted by prison guards.
The Rev. Dr. Stebbins, prison, chaplain, slowly read a chapter
from the Bible.
When Stebbins had finished, the Rev. Herbert S. Johnson- began
questioning Riohesion. .
"Would you like to confess Christ as your Saviour before these
"witnesses?" asked Dr. Johnson.
J "I do confess Christ as rny Saviour," answered Richeson, set
tling himself in the chair, looking straight ahead over the silent
tfigUres of those who stood before him.
"Have you the peace of God in your heart at this hour?" asked
"I have the peace of God in my heart," said Richeson.
He was interrupted then for a moment. The rubber face mask
-was being put on. The guard. fumbled it; put itupside down; then
changed it. Richeson'went on,, his lips moving painfully under the
pressureof the rubber that flattened his nose and protruded his lips:
c "God will take care of my soul."
''Does Christ give you the strength you need in this hour?"
"Christ gives me the .strength I need," Richeson answered.
I' His arms were strapped to the chair. The small leather cap
-was set on his head.
"Do you here repent of your sin ?" asked Johnson,
The water from the sponge in the leather head piece dripped
down Richeson's face, and on te his shoulder. The witnesses-leaned
forward to catch his answer. t ,
r r "I "do," he said, at last. . y
"Da you forgive everybody?" asked Johnson: ;
5 The electric wires were insetted in the leg and head electrodes.
Someone in the. room drew a sudden, hissing breath.
j "I do," sad Richeson.
i- "Are you willing te live, or to die for Jesus' sake?" asked John
son, hip v.oice rising high and shrill.
3 The guards who had been adjusting the straps drewjback.
The executioner stepped to his key.
s Warden Bridges stood with his hand half raised, waiting for
the answer, '
It came slowjy, painfully, through the holes in the" rubber mask
of death. . jv r -.
... "For Jesus'-sake, I am willing to live-or to die "
"Warden Bridges raised his hand.'
s The executioner twisted the switch.
$ Richeson's body- stiffened. The left hand, tightly strapped