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desecrated, floating over him. The place was almost in sight of my office.
Mumford was permitted to stand upon the scaffold and make a speech as long as he chose.
In it he claimed that he was impelled by the highest patriotism.
A swearing, whiskey-drinking mob assembled below him, their bottles and pistols sticking out from their pockets when not in their hands.
They kept declaring to each other that Mumford was not to be hanged, and that this was only a scare on the part of old Butler, and
threatened what the people would do if he was hanged.
The street was quite full of them, almost to my office.
At the last of it they got quite uneasy, the eyes of Mumford being lifted up the street to see if some staff officer did not come riding down, bearing the order of reprieve.
Dr. William N. Mercer was one of the best gentlemen in the city.
Although a secessionist, he was a very mild one, holding
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