under　such　circumstances；　to　beard　the　Warden　in　solitary。　　Or　he
  may　be　both；　and；　in　addition；　he　may　have　faith。　　I　know　now　that　I
  had　the　faith　and　so　acted　on　it。　　I　believed　what　Morrell　had　told
  me。　　I　believed　in　the　lordship　of　the　mind　over　the　body。　　I
  believed　that　not　even　a　hundred　days　in　the　jacket　could　kill　me。
  Captain　Jamie　must　have　sensed　this　faith　that　informed　me；　for　he
  said：
  〃I　remember　a　Swede　that　went　crazy　twenty　years　ago。　　That　was
  before　your　time；　Warden。　　He'd　killed　a　man　in　a　quarrel　over
  twenty…five　cents　and　got　life　for　it。　　He　was　a　cook。　　He　got
  religion。　　He　said　that　a　golden　chariot　was　coming　to　take　him　to
  heaven；　and　he　sat　down　on　top　the　red…hot　range　and　sang　hymns　and
  hosannahs　while　he　cooked。　　They　dragged　him　off；　but　he　croaked　two
  days　afterward　in　hospital。　　He　was　cooked　to　the　bone。　　And　to　the
  end　he　swore　he'd　never　felt　the　heat。　　Couldn't　get　a　squeal　out　of
  him。〃
  〃We'll　make　Standing　squeal；〃　said　the　Warden。
  〃Since　you　are　so　sure　of　it；　why　don't　you　accept　my　proposition？〃
  I　challenged。
  The　Warden　was　so　angry　that　it　would　have　been　ludicrous　to　me　had
  I　not　been　in　so　desperate　plight。　　His　face　was　convulsed。　　He
  clenched　his　hands；　and；　for　a　moment；　it　seemed　that　he　was　about
  to　fall　upon　me　and　give　me　a　beating。　　Then；　with　an　effort；　he
  controlled　himself。
  〃All　right；　Standing；〃　he　snarled。　　〃I'll　go　you。　　But　you　bet　your
  sweet　life　you'll　have　to　go　some　to　smile　ten　days　from　now。　　Roll
  him　over；　boys；　and　cinch　him　till　you　hear　his　ribs　crack。
  Hutchins；　show　him　you　know　how　to　do　it。〃
  And　they　rolled　me　over　and　laced　me　as　I　had　never　been　laced
  before。　　The　head　trusty　certainly　demonstrated　his　ability。　　I
  tried　to　steal　what　little　space　I　could。　　Little　it　was；　for　I　had
  long　since　shed　my　flesh；　while　my　muscles　were　attenuated　to　mere
  strings。　　I　had　neither　the　strength　nor　bulk　to　steal　more　than　a
  little；　and　the　little　I　stole　I　swear　I　managed　by　sheer　expansion
  at　the　joints　of　the　bones　of　my　frame。　　And　of　this　little　I　was
  robbed　by　Hutchins；　who；　in　the　old　days　before　he　was　made　head
  trusty；　had　learned　all　the　tricks　of　the　jacket　from　the　inside　of
  the　jacket。
  You　see；　Hutchins　was　a　cur　at　heart；　or　a　creature　who　had　once
  been　a　man；　but　who　had　been　broken　on　the　wheel。　　He　possessed　ten
  or　twelve　thousand　dollars；　and　his　freedom　was　in　sight　if　he
  obeyed　orders。　　Later；　I　learned　that　there　was　a　girl　who　had
  remained　true　to　him；　and　who　was　even　then　waiting　for　him。　　The
  woman　factor　explains　many　things　of　men。
  If　ever　a　man　deliberately　committed　murder；　Al　Hutchins　did　that
  morning　in　solitary　at　the　Warden's　bidding。　　He　robbed　me　of　the
  little　space　I　stole。　　And；　having　robbed　me　of　that；　my　body　was
  defenceless；　and；　with　his　foot　in　my　back　while　he　drew　the　lacing
  light；　he　constricted　me　as　no　man　had　ever　before　succeeded　in
  doing。　　So　severe　was　this　constriction　of　my　frail　frame　upon　my
  vital　organs　that　I　felt；　there　and　then；　immediately；　that　death
  was　upon　me。　　And　still　the　miracle　of　faith　was　mine。　　I　did　not
  believe　that　I　was　going　to　die。　　I　knewI　say　I　KNEWthat　I　was
  not　going　to　die。　　My　head　was　swimming；　and　my　heart　was　pounding
  from　my　toenails　to　the　hair…roots　in　my　scalp。
  〃That's　pretty　tight；〃　Captain　Jamie　urged　reluctantly。
  〃The　hell　it　is；〃　said　Doctor　Jackson。　　〃I　tell　you　nothing　can　hurt
  him。　　He's　a　wooz。　　He　ought　to　have　been　dead　long　ago。〃
  Warden　Atherton；　after　a　hard　struggle；　managed　to　insert　his
  forefinger　between　the　lacing　and　my　back。　　He　brought　his　foot　to
  bear　upon　me；　with　the　weight　of　his　body　added　to　his　foot；　and
  pulled；　but　failed　to　get　any　fraction　of　an　inch　of　slack。
  〃I　take　my　hat　off　to　you；　Hutchins；〃　he　said。　　〃You　know　your　job。
  Now　roll　him　over　and　let's　look　at　him。〃
  They　rolled　me　over　on　my　back。　　I　stared　up　at　them　with　bulging
  eyes。　　This　I　know：　　Had　they　laced　me　in　such　fashion　the　first
  time　I　went　into　the　jacket；　I　would　surely　have　died　in　the　first
  ten　minutes。　　But　I　was　well　trained。　　I　had　behind　me　the　thousands
  of　hours　in　the　jacket；　and；　plus　that；　I　had　faith　in　what　Morrell
  had　told　me。
  〃Now；　laugh；　damn　you；　laugh；〃　said　the　Warden　to　me。　　〃Start　that
  smile　you've　been　bragging　about。
  So；　while　my　lungs　panted　for　a　little　air；　while　my　heart
  threatened　to　burst；　while　my　mind　reeled；　nevertheless　I　was　able
  to　smile　up　into　the　Warden's　face。
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  The　door　clanged；　shutting　out　all　but　a　little　light；　and　I　was
  left　alone　on　my　back。　　By　the　tricks　I　had　long　since　learned　in
  the　jacket；　I　managed　to　writhe　myself　across　the　floor　an　inch　at　a
  time　until　the　edge　of　the　sole　of　my　right　shoe　touched　the　door。
  There　was　an　immense　cheer　in　this。　　I　was　not　utterly　alone。　　If
  the　need　arose；　I　could　at　least　rap　knuckle　talk　to　Morrell。
  But　Warden　Atherton　must　have　left　strict　injunctions　on　the　guards；
  for；　though　I　managed　to　call　Morrell　and　tell　him　I　intended　trying
  the　experiment；　he　was　prevented　by　the　guards　from　replying。　　Me
  they　could　only　curse；　for；　in　so　far　as　I　was　in　the　jacket　for　a
  ten　days'　bout；　I　was　beyond　all　threat　of　punishment。
  I　remember　remarking　at　the　time　my　serenity　of　mind。　　The　customary
  pain　of　the　jacket　was　in　my　body；　but　my　mind　was　so　passive　that　I
  was　no　more　aware　of　the　pain　than　was　I　aware　of　the　floor　beneath
  me　or　the　walls　around　me。　　Never　was　a　man　in　better　mental　and
  spiritual　condition　for　such　an　experiment。　　Of　course；　this　was
  largely　due　to　my　extreme　weakness。　　But　there　was　more　to　it。　　I
  had　long　schooled　myself　to　be　oblivious　to　pain。　　I　had　neither
  doubts　nor　fears。　　All　the　content　of　my　mind　seemed　to　be　an
  absolute　faith　in　the　over…lordship　of　the　mind。　　This　passivity　was
  almost　dream…like；　and　yet；　in　its　way；　it　was　positive　almost　to　a
  pitch　of　exaltation。
  I　began　my　concentration　of　will。　　Even　then　my　body　was　numbing　and
  prickling　through　the　loss　of　circulation。　　I　directed　my　will　to
  the　little　toe　of　my　right　foot；　and　I　willed　that　toe　to　cease　to
  be　alive　in　my　consciousness。　　I　willed　that　toe　to　dieto　die　so
  far　as　I；　its　lord；　and　a　different　thing　entirely　from　it；　was
  concerned。　　There　was　the　hard　struggle。　　Morrell　had　warned　me　that
  it　would　be　so。　　But　there　was　no　flicker　of　doubt　to　disturb　my
  faith。　　I　knew　that　that　toe　would　die；　and　I　knew　when　it　was　dead。
  Joint　by　joint　it　had　died　under　the　compulsion　of　my　will。
  The　rest　was　easy；　but　slow；　I　will　admit。　　Joint　by　joint；　toe　by
  toe；　all　the　toes　of　both　my　feet　ceased　to　be。　　And　joint　by　joint；
  the　process　went　on。　　Came　the　time　when　my　flesh　below　the　ankles
  had　ceased。　　Came　the　time　when　all　below　my　knees　had　ceased。
  Such　was　the　pitch　of　my　perfect　exaltation；　that　I　knew　not　the
  slightest　prod　of　rejoicing　at　my　success。　　I　knew　nothing　save　that
  I　was　making　my　body　die。　　All　that　was　I　was　devoted　to　that　sole
  task。　　I　performed　the　work　as　thoroughly　as　any　mason　laying
  bricks；　and　I　regarded　the　work　as　just　about　as　commonplace　as
  would　a　brick…mason　regard　his　work。
  At　the　end　of　an　hour　my　body　was　dead　to　the　hips；　and　from　the
  hips　up；　joint　by　joint；　I　continued　to　will　the　ascending　death。
  It　was　when　I　reached　the　level　of　my　heart　that　the　first　blurring
  and　dizzying　of　my　consciousness'　occurred。　　For　fear　that　I　should
  lose　consciousness；　I　willed　to　hold　the　death　I　had　gained；　and
  shifted　my　concentration　to　my　fingers。　　My　brain　cleared　again；　and
  the　death　of　my　arms　to　the　shoulders　was　most　rapidly　accomplished。
  At　this　stage　my　body　was　all　dead；　so　far　as　I　was　concerned；　save
  my　head　and　a　little　patch　of　my　chest。　　No　longer　did　the　pound　and
  smash　of　my　compressed　heart　echo　in　my　brain。　　My　heart　was　beating
  steadily　but　feebly。　　The　joy　of　it；　had　I　dared　joy　at　such　a
  moment；　would　have　been　the　cessation　of　sensations。
  At　this　point　my　experience　differs　from　Morrell's。　　Still　willing
  automatically；　I　began　to　grow　dreamy；　as　one　does　in　that
  borderland　between　sleeping　and　waking。　　Also；　it　seemed　as　if　a
  prodigious　enlargement　of　my　brain　was　taking　place　within　the　skull
  itself　that　did　not　enlarge。　　There　were　occasional　glintings　and
  flashings　of　light　as　if　even　I；　the　overlord；　had　ceased　for　a
  moment　and　the　next　moment　was　again　myself；　still　the　tenant　of　the
  fleshly　tenement　that　I　was　making　to　die。
  Most　perplexing　was　the　seeming　enlargement　of　brain。　　Without
  having　passed　through　the　wall　of　skull；　nevertheless　it　seemed　to
  me　that　the　periphery　of　my　brain　was　already　outside　my　skull　and
  still　expanding。　　Along　with　this　was　one　of　the　most　remarkable
  sensations　or　experiences　that　I　have　ever　encountered。　　Time　and
  space；　in　so　far　as　they　were　the　stuff　of　my　consciousness；