Excerpts from the Book 'The Informal Execution Of Soupbone Pew':

... through life, and both legs kicking free! -Songs of the Shut-Ins The condemned man in the cell next to us laughed incessantly. He ...
... you might accidentally have met with something of the sort..It isn't exactly a polite question, he replied. I've seen some murders. I've ...
... which come ghosts to wake me up at night and bawl me out. They say a guy what kills a man never closes his eyes again, even when he really ...
... them talk about him. He was in the Sioux City bank tear-off, when they all got grabbed and were sent to the Big House for fifteen years each. ...
... with a wallop of his hands, if he hit him right, and his temper soured on the world. Most likely it was because he was afraid that every guy on ...
... and keep him on ice for Honey Grove and Coulon. Training with our mob in them days was a young kid called Manchester Slim-a real kid, ...
... make no new vuns. The Slim paid no attention to him. Still he had no great love for the life, and probably would have quit long before ...
... For certainly he goes, said Muller. Nail der next rattler. All the passengers are late, but there's a freight due out of here ...
... ride my train! said Pew shortly. That's flat. No argument goes. The Dutchman looked at him long and earnestly, murder showing in his eyes, ...
... confab with the Shine. The only time I ever saw Muller show any feeling was when he told the boy goodby. I guess he really liked him. ...
... traveler, let's see you jump off this train! The kid thought he was joshing, but there wasn't no josh about it. Soup pulled a gun. The ...
... there, as we found out afterwards, because he disappeared as soon as he got out of the hospital. Meantime me and Muller and the Shine went ...
... in a long, tall guy who acted like he was drunk or nutty, and was hardly able to stand. I took one flash at his map, and I knew him. ...
... the door and tossed him in, something struck me that the laugh was phoney. It didn't sound on the level. There wasn't no glad in it. ...
... sure, if he ain't lynched beforehand! He gave Soupbone a kick as he went out, and Soupbone groaned. Said I: It's got to be done, ...
... jaw. The Shine and Mole jumped back. Soupbone didn't fall he just slid down in a heap, like his body had melted into his shoes. We ...
... wire and sawed it against the edge of the sink, close to the lamp, until it came in two. Then I bared the wire back for a foot. The gang tumbled, ...
... Then the shrill laugh of that jag rattled through the bull-pen. He slid along half-stooped, as quick as a streak of light, and before we knew ...
... our cells and crawled into our bunks. Soupbone lay outside. The Shine pulled the jag into a corner. I tell you true, I went to sleep right away. ...
... next door. A loud, shrill laugh rang through the corridors. He's that same laughing jag, said Chicago Red. Recommended ReadingAre ...