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Executioner Pierrepoint |
American military prison was at Shepton Mallet, and they were
allowed most of the American customs except the actual method of execution: no
standard drop, no hangman's knot, but a variable drop on a modern noose
suspended from a British gallows and designed to impart instantaneous
death.
The timing of the execution
was American-style. It was generally carried out at about one o'clock in the
morning. Another custom which was strange to me was the practice of laying on a
mighty feast before the execution. We were eating badly in this country at the
time, but at an American execution you could be sure of the best running buffet
and unlimited canned beer. The part of the routine which I found it hardest to
acclimatize myself to was the, to me, sickening interval between my
introduction to the prisoner and his death. Under British custom I was working
to the sort of timing where the drop fell between eight and twenty seconds
after I had entered the condemned cell. Under the American system, after I had
pinioned the prisoner, he had to stand on the drop for perhaps six minutes
while his charge sheet was read out. sentence spelled out, he was asked if he
had anything to say . . . and after that I was instructed to get on with the
job. Even a few seconds can be a long time when a man is waiting to die. On my
first execution in Shepton Mallet, long before the drop fell, the officer of
the escorting party surrounding the scaffold was flat on the floor in collapse.
Afterwards, at the continuation of the feast, a soldier said to me of the
fainting officer: Just imagine a man like that leading you into battle!' I did
not think his scorn was justified. A man can fight like a hero and still be
unable to face the death of a comrade in cold blood.
At the end of the war came the treason trials, and spaced
between the execution of the sentences passed at these tribunals I was called
to Germany to hang the so-called Beasts of Belsen. The name today has the whiff
of the extravagance of a horror comic. Nobody thought so then. The staff of
Belsen, who were identified at their trial as having previously served at other
extermination camps, had in their charge, on the day they fled from the
advancing British troops, forty thousand live detainees and the unburied
corpses of thirteen thousand more who had died too recently for them to be
buried. Once the British took over, another thirteen thousand
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