ing, two blocks from the main entrance of the prison.
The bodies of the dead desperadoes were unloaded and laid by the
roadside, while Morley was taken into the turnkey office. Altogether,
he had enjoyed his liberty for one hundred hours. He wore a corduroy
cap, a duck coat with a fur collar, a brown flannel shirt, and heavy'
dark trousers. He was again dressed in the regulation gray suit,
and assigned to a solitary cell in the hole where, with Prince for
a neighbor, he must remain until the trial.
Soon Lincoln's popular coroner, Mr. "Jack" Matthews,
arrived at the prison. Six prisoners were drafted from the east cellhouse
to go out and carry in the dead bodies. Three of these were lifetimers
and had not been outside the prison walls for many years. They brought
with them a blanket. The body of Dowd was first carried in, and that
of Gray came second. Gray was unruly even in death, for the body
seem inclined to roll off the blanket. It was
a ghastly sight indeed.
The bodies were brought to the chapel and examined by Coroner Matthews. He
found that Gray had been shot with a rifle below the heart. Dowd had also only
one wound. The bullet had entered the right temple and come out the left ear.
After the inquest nobody claimed the bodies and they were turned
over to a medical college. I understand that part of Shorty Gray's
body is still "in pickle" at the college.
Visitors at the prison gazing at the bullet holes, usually ask, "but
how did the guns get in here?" That question still remains unanswered.
On the evening following the murder, Major Antles, chief of staff
to General Phelps, asked me that same question. For an answer, I
went into the vaults and brought out the convicts' bank ledger and
showed him the account of a safeblower. It showed where the man had
sent two money orders to a woman relative of Shorty Gray's living
in Lincoln. The ac-