Carthage

I hadn't been back to the Carthage jail in 50 years!  I was pretty excited to take the tour.

Our tour guide
This is the original door with the bullet hole still there.  I learned that the jailer came to know Joseph as a good man and let him stay in the master bedroom upstairs to protect him from the mob.  I remembered a small pane of glass being on the floor covering a blood stain so I asked about it. (It's no longer there.)  Our guide told us that the blood would have disappeared after 6 months.  Some well meaning people thought it would be nice to add the pane of glass and would use iodine to fake a blood stain for the tourists.  Obviously that practice was discontinued.

We were invited to sit down and listen to the recorded account of the last few minutes  of the mob's attack.  It was followed by a recording of a man singing "A Poor Wayfaring Man of Grief."  I dare you to listen to that and not be moved.  Good thing they had kleenex on a bench.

Window of the master bedroom where Joseph was shot and fell to his death.