One hundred gentlemen of Mississippi, standing, with handkerchiefs over their faces, on a bridge near Picayune, one night last week, derived considerable amusement from the spectacle of a man who stood trembling before them in a cotton nightshirt with a rope around his neck. The other end of the rope was attached to the railing of the bridge.
The moment had been planned with elaborate care. Early in the evening the hundred gentlemen motored to the Picayune jail where the man, one Harold ("Doc") Jackson, was held as an accessory in the murder...
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