At 10:02 o'clock William K. Lutton, who pleaded guilty to the charge of attempting to violate the person of the little girl, Mary D. Cook, was placed in the pillory and remained the full hour. He appeared lost to all sense of shame, and evidently the punishment was having but little effect upon him. He amused himself by whistling, laughing, and to those in the crowd around the pillory whom he recognized, he would speak with as much politeness as his position would allow. At the expiration of the hour, when the jailor took him from the pillory, he rubbed his wrists, gave a laugh, and, springing down the steps, walked back to prison as unconcerned as though nothing had occurred.

The whipping was postponed until 4 o'clock, so that if any others were sentenced to be whipped before that time, the loathsome job could be performed at once. The crowd expressed themselves disappointed that the whipping should be put off, a great many having come from different parts of the country to witness the sight. But they had come to see the show, and stay would they if it did not come off before night. During the interval between 2 and 4 o'clock the Sheriff was frequently urged with oaths to "pile it on," and like characteristic remarks.

Four o'clock arrived, and, no others having been sentenced, the prison gates were thrown open, and pell-mell the anxious crowd rushed into the yard. In a few minutes Lutton, in company with the jailor and the Sheriff, made his appearance. His hands were fastened to the post, back bared, and in quick succession the lash fell thirty times, leaving two hundred and seventy purple and crimson ridges. Not withstanding the urgent appeals to the Sheriff to brutalize himself, he remained a man true to the instincts of humanity, and Lutton may feel thankful that a humane man like Sheriff Richardson had performed the work instead of some of those who witnessed it