ta streets, St. Paul, where he had been
staying since leaving Minneapolis. His trunk had been sent to friends,
and there was every indication that he had carefully planned his death by
his own hand. A bullet hole above his right ear and a pistol clutched in
his hand, told the story of suicide. Dr. J. M. Finnell, who as acting
coroner, was summoned, decided that he must have shot himself early in the
forenoon, although neighbors in the block had not been disturbed by the
shot.

I was sick in bed at the time and my physician, Dr. J. J. Platt, forbade
my attempting to do anything in the premises, but Jim's body was taken in
charge in my behalf by Chief of Police O'Connor, and borne to Lee's
Summit, Mo., our old Jackson county home, where it was laid to rest.

The pallbearers were G. W. Wigginton, O. H. Lewis, H. H. McDowell, Sim
Whitsett, William Gregg and William Lewis, all old neighbors or comrades
during the war.

Some people obtained the idea that it was Jim's wish that he be cremated,
but this idea grew out of a letter he left showing his gloomy condition.
It "roasted" Gov. Van Sant and Warden Wolfer and the board of pardons,
declared for socialism, and urged Bryan to come out for it.

On the outside of the envelope was written:

"All relations stay away from me. No crocodile tears wanted. Reporters,
be my friends. Burn me up.--Jim Younger."

I think the "burn me up" was an admonition to the reporters. Jim always
felt that the papers had been bitter to us, although some of them had been
staunch supporters of the proposal for our parole. The day we were
paroled, Jim said to a visiting newspaper woman:

"When we get out we would like to be left in peace. We don't want to be
stared at and we don't want to be interviewed. For twenty-five years now,
we have been summoned here to have men stare at us and question us and
then go back and write up what they think and believe. It's hard to have
people write things about you that are not true and put words in your
mouth that you never uttered."

It was to such newspaper men, I think, that Jim sent his message "Burn me
up."

36. FREE AGAIN

Jim's tragic death brought the Youngers again into the public eye, and
aside from any effort on my part, there was a renewed discussion of the
advisability of extending a full pardon to me, the lone survivor of the
band who had invaded Northfield.

At the next quarterly meeting of the board, which was held in