{"collection":"fort","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/fort/wild/wild31.htm","path":"fort/wild/wild31.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/fort/wild/wild31.htm","text":"Wild Talents, by Charles Fort, [1933]\nIn February, 1885, in an English prison, there was one of the dream-like occurrences that the materialists think are real. But every character concerned in it was fading away, so that now there is probably no survivor. From time to time repairs had to be made, because the walls of the prison were dissolving. By way of rusts, the iron bars were disappearing.\nUpon February 23, 1885\u2014as we say, in terms of our fanciful demarcations\u2014just as if a 23rd of February, which is only relative to rhythms of sunshine, could be a real day\u2014just as if one could say really where a January stops and a February begins\u2014just as if one could really pick a period out of time, and say that there ever was really a year 1885\u2014\nEarly in what is called a morning of what is so arbitrarily and fancifully called the 23rd of February, 1885, John Lee, in his cell, in the penitentiary, at Exeter, England, was waiting to be hanged.\nIn the yard of a prison of stone, with bars of iron, John Lee was led past a group of hard and motionless witnesses, to the scaffold. There were newspaper men present. Though they probably considered\nit professional to look as expressionless as stones, or bars of iron, there was nothing in Lee's case to be sentimental about. His crime had been commonplace and sordid. He was a laborer, who had lived with an old woman, who had a little property, and, hoping to get that, he had killed her. John Lee was led past a group, almost of minerals. It was a scene of the mechanism and solidity of legal procedure, as nearly real as mechanism and solidity can be.\nNoose on his neck, and up on the scaffold they stood him on a trap door. The door was held in position by a bolt. When this bolt was drawn, the door fell\u2014\nJohn Lee, who hadn't a friend, and hadn't a dollar\u2014\nThe Sheriff of Exeter, behind whom was Great Britain.\nThe Sheriff waved his hand. It represented Justice and Great Britain.\nThe bolt was drawn, but the trap door did not fall. John Lee stood with the noose around his neck.\nIt was embarrassing. He should be strangling. There is something of an etiquette in all things, and this was indecorum. They tinkered with the bolt. There was no difficulty, whatsoever, with the bolt: but when it was drawn, with John Lee standing on the trap door, the door would not fall.\nSomething unreasonable was happening. Just what is the procedure, in the case of somebody, who is standing erect, when he should be dangling? The Sheriff ordered John Lee back to his cell.\nThe people in this prison yard were not so stolid. They fluttered, and groups of them were talking it over. But there was no talk that could do John Lee any good. This was what is called stern reality. The Sheriff did not flutter. I have a note upon him, twenty years later: he was in trouble with a religious sect of which he was a member, because he ordered his beer by the barrel. He was as solid as beer and beef and the British Government.\nThe warders looked into the matter thoroughly\u2014except that there wasn't anything to look into. Every time they drew back the bolt, with John Lee out of the way, the door fell, as it should fall. One of the warders stood in Lee's place, where, instead of placing the noose around his neck, he clung to the rope. The bolt was drawn,\nthe door fell, as it should fall, and down dropped the warder, as he should drop.\nThere was a woman they could not push. A man they could not crucify. The man they could not drown. There was the man they could not imprison. The dog they could not lose.\nJohn Lee was led back to the scaffold. The witnesses did not know whether to be awed or not. But, after all, it was just one of those things that nobody could explain, but that could not happen again\u2014\nOr that to a college professor it could not\u2014to anybody educated in the first principles of mechanics and physics it could not\u2014that, to anybody, not an untutored laboring man, but committed to unquestioning belief in everything that a professor of physics would say in maintaining that the trap door would have to fall\u2014\nThe bolt was drawn.\nThe trap door would not fall.\nJohn Lee stood unhangable.\nThat when, the first time, John Lee was led past these newspaper men, and town officials, and others who had been invited to the ceremony, any one of them could have overstepped any line that all were told to toe would have been little short of inconceivable. But a doctor, whose professional appearance was much faded, interceded. Others were shaky. The Sheriff said that John Lee had been sentenced to be hanged, and that John Lee would be hanged.\nThey had done everything thinkable. Any suggestions? Somebody suggested that rains might have swollen the wooden door, causing friction. There had been, in all tests, no friction: but, by way of taking every possible precaution, a warder planed the edges of the door. They experimented, and, every time, the door fell, as it should fall.\nThey stood him on the scaffold again.\nThe door would not fall.\nThis scene of an attempted execution dissolved, like a dream-picture. The newspaper men faded away, or burst away. The newspaper men ran out into the streets of Exeter. In the streets, they ran, shouting the news of the man who could not be hanged. The Sheriff, who had tried hard to be a real Sheriff, went to pieces. He'd do this about it, and then he'd do that about it, and then\n[paragraph continues] \"Take him away!\" He communicated with the Home Secretary. There was something about all this that so shook the Home Secretary that he authorized a delay.\nThe matter was debated in the House of Commons, where some of the members denounced a proposed defeat of justice by superstition. Nevertheless the execution was not attempted again. Lee's sentence was commuted to life-imprisonment, but he was released in December, 1907. His story was re-told in the newspapers of that time. I take from Lloyd's Weekly News (London) Jan. 5, 1908.\nI have tried to think of a conventional explanation, in the case of John Lee. All attempts fail. He hadn't a dollar.\nThere may be some commonplace explanation that I have not thought of: but my notion is that the explanation that I have thought of will some day be considered as commonplace as are now regarded the impenetrable mysteries of electricity and radio-activity.","title":"Wild Talents: 31","type":"page"}