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Brandishing arevolver, Mrs.
Mayme Crane kept officers
with an eviction notice
away from her Minneapolis
home for three hours. She
is shown with a detective,
after giving up.

Atlanta police thought robbery was the motive’

when they were confronted by the mysterious

bludgeon murder of Mrs. Antoinette Farnsworth :
Drew, seventy-five, a widely known artist.

DECEMBER, 1941

A fingerprint expert
* examines the door of a
closet in the Los Angeles i
house where Mrs. Flor-*
ence Stricker, wife of a
doctor, was found

clubbed to death. i

Captured after a thrilling manhunt, Manuel Jacinto

(right), alleged slayer of two persons in an argu-

ment over ‘eight dollars, sits calmly in police
headquarters at Newburgh, New York.

77 WE 326 93,

JACKSON, Jauvham, black, electrocuted at Sing Sing (Kings) on 1-8-19))8,

"Jauvham Jackson, l19-years-old, was put to death in the electric hair at Sing
Sing Prison tonight for the robbery=-murder of Leslie Natfer, a Brooklynstore keeper,"
TIMES, New York, 1.921918 (16.2)

"Leslie Natfer, 23-years-oldeeewas shot and killed at ):30 pem. yesterday by one of
two thugs who made an unsuccessful attempt to holdup the R. Ne Re Metal Prodcuts
Company, toy manufaturererse. One of Mr, Natfer two partners in the business was
struck over the head with a revolver and injured seriously. The death man, who was
single, was shot in the lower part of the stomach, The injured partner, Adolph
Rauthenberg, 27,y..eewas punched in the face, According to the police the company's
seven employees had received their pay, a total of about $200, about an hour before,
the attempted holdup. The two thugs, both negroes, gained entrance by knocking on
the street,door, which was locked, Mr, Natfer let them in, The two other partners,
who were in the rear of the building said they heard one of them say: '“here is the
payroll?! and Mr, Natfer replied 'What business is it of yours?" A shot echoed
through the building and the two brothers rushed to the front and grappééd with the
intruders, who escaped, The robbers ran into Dean Street and jumped into a passing
taxé driven by another negro, It was not immediately known whether the taxe Bi#8
driver was a confederate or whether the car was commandeered.s.e," TIMES, New York,

January hh, 19:7 (9:5~)

Below, end of the murder trail: Manuel
Jacinto, slayer of two while on a shotgun
rampage, shown handcuffed to New York
State Trooper Clarence J. Sullivan, left,
in plainclothes and wearing hat. Right,
Vincent James Monte and his secretary,
Mrs. Doris Croyle, victims of the cow-
ardly attack by the bitter gunman.

JaCLNTO, Manuel, His., elec. NY (Orange), 9/17/1942

FRONT PAGE SHORT

INCENT J. MONTE, 44 and a fuel

dealer, stepped briskly through the
shortcut to his office when he heard Miss
Doris Croyle, his secretary, calling him.

“Wait for me, Vincent,” she called.
Cries of children going to school could
be heard and Highland Falls, N. Y.,
was serene, on the surface, that Sep-
tember morning.

As the school bell rang out there was
the sudden bark of a shotgun. Doris
and Vincent crumpled on the grass to-
gether,

All the police had to go by was the
testimony of some schoolkids who heard
the shots. ‘

Things were further complicated by
the fact that no one knew whether the
killer or killers had meant to slay Monte
alone, or Miss Croyle, or both of them.
There was no hint of anything between
the boss and his secretary.

Questioning of Mrs. Monte elicited

little usable information. “No, Vincent

had no enemies. Yes, his affairs were in
good shape and he owed no one money.”
“Did Monte ever have trouble with
anyone?”
She thought and thought. Some years
back, in 1938, Monte had a fuss with
an ex-employee, Manuel Jacinto. Jacinto

claimed Monte owed him $8 for work

while Monte said he paid the man in
full. One day, Jacinto came to the fuel
company drunk and attempted to assault
Monte. who promptly had him arrested.
The disgruntled worker was given 10
days in jail for disorderly conduct. That
was all she could think of. ;

Police made a routine check anyhow
for want of something to do. Their pes-
simism was confirmed when Jacinto
shrugged his shoulders and scoffed at
them.

“T should kill a man for a thing like
that! Not me,” he insisted. Just to make

+ sure they checked his alibi for the

morning. They spoke with John Shoe-
maker, a nearby farmer, who confirmed
that Jacinto worked on his farm.

“Soon as I heard Monte and Doris
were killed, I remembered the trouble
with Jacinto. But he couldn’t have done
it. I remember seeing him on my north
40 acres on the wagon all morning.”

Sergeant Jay Odell nodded apathet-
ically. He hadn't expected much from
the lead. He thanked the farmer and
went his way. .

A double: funeral was held and in a
few weeks the case was almost forgotten
by the townspeople. But Odell didn’t

and accounted for

ABSENT

forget. The case was an open file and he
iene. plugging.

inter passed, and the spring came.
Just before Easter, the Sergeant drove
his wife to her mother’s and then drove
back to Highland Falls because he was
on duty. . :

He stopped the car to get a breath of
fresh air. He suddenly remembered that
this was the Shoemaker farm.

While thinking, he watched a pair of
horses go to the end of the field on the rise
in the ground, then turn and plod back.

Something bothered him about the
scene and he couldn’t quite figure why.
He snapped to attention, forgot the
Monte case for a moment and watched
to see what bothered him.

Why, of course, no one was leading
those horses. “That’s the damndest
thing I ever saw,” he said to himself.
And he waded through the newly turned
earth to the horses.

He walked to the brow of the hill and
saw the wagon more clearly now. Some-
thing that looked like a man had fallen
over. It wasn’t a man, but a dummy of
a man.

He turned, and there under a tree was
the only suspect in the case, Manuel
Jacinto, fast asleep.

From where he stood he could see the

’ farmhouse.

He clapped his hand to his head.
“Why, the cunning soandso,” he said.

He prodded Jacinto with his foot, and
Manuel opened his eyes. They widened
with fear when he saw the uniform.

From that point on it was a snap.
The Sergeant took Manuel in for ques-
tioning after he spoke briefly with
Shoemaker. He also took the dummy
along. After a few hours of questioning,
Jacinto broke. Odell kept the dummy in
the same room when Manuel was being
questioned and kept toying with it.

Manuel confessed he was very skillful
with horses, had trained them:to traverse
the fields alone. When he saw Monte,
he ‘remembered his old grievance and
plotted the murder with a foolproof alibi.
But he hadn’t counted on Doris, he
swore. “I had to kill her too because she
might have seen me.”

In 10 days it was all over. Jacinto
was indicted, tried and convicted of first
degree murder. He went to the electric
chair.

“If I hadn’t been a lazy lug, I never
would have been caught,” he told the
warden. The warden agreed.

—J. Arvin KuGELMASS

plotted with Romero and Arguello to bur-
glarize a series of juke boxes, subsequently
ciding against® this in favor of the La Botel-
lita stickup. Early Saturday morning she
drove the pair to the scene, parking on East
Second Street. Here she gave Romero his
38-caliber Iver Johnson revolver, which she
had secreted for him in her slacks. ;

Moments after: they left her, she continued,
Romero and Arguello came pounding back
to the car, leaped into the rear_seat and or-
dered her to drive away fast. Gradually she
understood from their almost incoherent
conversation that Zapata had been shot and
that Romero himself was wounded. After
two miles of aimless wandering, during
which she became increasingly scared and
jittery, Arguello took over the wheel. Rom-
ero was moaning and almost out of his head
with pain, and she sat by his side, helping
him to whisky from a bottle. But he was
responding slowly’ and they drove to the
home of one of her girl friends where
Arguello, after burying the revolver in the
back yard, boiled kitchen forks, preparing to
remove the bullet. But Arguello himself
' sickened at the thought of the surgery and
| presently, at Romero's insistence, they de-

parted for the mortuary, where they were

refused help and threatened with the police.
| Again they drove aimlessly. Romero’s
wound was still painful but not bleeding as
dangerously. Arguello asked to borrow the
car, then dropped Virginia near her- home.
| She had not seen them again. After spending
‘the night at her apartment, she hid out,
| aware that the law might have learned of her
| part in the killing. When she heard of the
‘arrest of Romero and Arguello, she experi-
lenced a new fear—that friends of the pair
| might attempt to rub her out. After the at-
tempt was made, with near fatal results for
| her, she realized her plight was hopeless and
| decided that giving herself up to the authori-
| ties was better than being murdered.
| The police officials listened to the amazing
' confession in silence. Then the girl led Jones
to the back yard cache where the murder gun
| was recovered.. Sergeant Thompson’s pre-
| diction that the slug removed from Joe Za-
; pata’s body would boomerang against the
| killers was to bear bitter fruit. Ballistics
this time announced positively that the bullet
dug out of Joe’s body had been fired from the
recovered revolver.

Virginia Martell appeared at the formal
inquest the following morning. With a
| deadly calm she implicated Romero, Arguello
| and. herself. Charged with murder and
| armed robbery, the two men and Virginia, at
| a preliminary hearing late in December, were
| ordered to stand trial in superior court. At
| their arraignment they pleaded not guilty.
| In mid-April, trial began before Superior
| Judge Clement D. Nye. Arguello and Rom-
| ero requested that the judge decide their fate
| without a jury on the basis of the preliminary
‘hearing transcript. Virginia then took the

stand for the prosecution, weaving a web of

murderous guilt about her erstwhile partners
' in crime who could only sit helplessly by and

let their eyes tell her of: their hate.
| At trial’s end, Judge Nye held both men
| guilty of murder in the first degree, subse-
| quently sentencing them to life imprisonment.
. For her aid in turning State’s evidence,
| charges against the girl were dismissed.
| Late in May, 1950, after appearing at the
| trial of a relative accused of helping their
, flight toward Mexico, Romero and Arguello
| were transferred to San Quentin Prison.
| _ Today Tonie Zapata still operates La
' Botellita because life must go on for the two
; little boys and herself. Big, bluff Sergeant
+ Thompson still drops around from time to
time, to help where he can as he used to do
when Joe was there in the flesh. But with-
out laughing, lovable Joe, the memories that
live on in La Botellita are bitter ones.

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DARING

In the cramped attic space, indicated by

arrow, of this Syracuse, N. Y., home, the

brutal killer tried to conceal his crime.

The victim lived in the home, above at

right. The X marks the spot where the
body was discovered.

ceiling was the attic. He decided to in-
vestigate.

There was a trap door that led to the
attic, and Laury got up on a chair and
pulled the trap open. When this door
was opened, a ladder descended.

Laury scrambled up the ladder and
crawled into the attic, where he had
never been before. It was dark. He
struck a match as he crawled cautiously
across the rafters. ~ :

Then suddenly he stopped. The match
in his fingers flickered and then grew
stronger.

What he saw there caused a cold shiver
of horror to pass over his body and send
him scrambling back across the rafters
to the ladder. In the flickering rays of
the lighted match he had seen a mutilated
and half-decomposed body !

Laury telephoned at once to Chief Rapp
and told him of the gruesome find. Rapp
went immediately to the Laury home.

DETECTIVE

He crawled up thé ladder into the
small and dusty attic. He had a powerful
flashlight and its beam gave him a far
better picture of the half-decomposed
body than Laury had gotten.

The chief saw that the corpse had
been partly covered with a potato sack

and parts of a stove pipe. The face and
neck were uncovered. Long hair showed
the corpse to be that of a woman.

A clothes line was around the throat
and the flesh was swollen and almost
completely covered this line. Chief Rapp
made a quick examination of the grim

sack of death. Then he crawled down the ladder and called
headquarters.

Coroner George Gak and Detective Patrick Hanlon, the
department bertillon expert, arrived at the Laury. home in
record time. Hanlon went up into the attic and took 4 number
of pictures.

Coroner Gak made a perfunctory examination of the
body. He determined that the woman had been strangled
to death but that there were several wounds on the side of
her head.

The possibility that the body might be that of Mrs, Ames
was suggested by the coroner. “This woman has been dead
about two months,” he said. “She was killed about the time
Mrs. Ames disappeared.”

Coroner Gak leads Syra-
cuse officers in removing
the telltale potato bag and
its gruesome contents
from the house where
it had been secreted.

Detective Patrick J.
Hanlon, right, examines
the stained sack wrapped
around the victim in his
search for clues to bring
solution to the baffling
murder enigma,

At the morgue an hour later definite identification of the
corpse was made as that of Florence Ames.

The news that the body of the strangely missing woman had
been found in the attic of the Laury home traveled with light-
ning speed over the city of Syracuse. It left the public dazed
and even more bewildered than had her disappearance.

But the most shocked person in Syracuse‘was Anthony Laury,
whose son had seen the outlines of what he believed to be a
snowman on the ceiling of the upstairs room.

Laury, an employe of the state highway department, was a
man of excellent reputation. He was a widower and employed
a woman to take care of his two children.

The police questioned him first. He answered all questions
frankly and willingly. He said that he merely knew Mrs. Ames
by sight and did not even know her well enough to speak to
her. He remembered that on the night she disappeared, her
daughter had come to his home and asked him if he had seen
her mother.

When asked to explain how the body got up in the attic
of his home, Laury admitted frankly that he had no idea how
such a thing happened. His housekeeper was the next one
questioned. She was as much stunned by the ghastly discovery
as was her employer and could offer no solution to the mystery

_ of how the body got there.

The owner of the house was interviewed by the police. He
explained that he rented the house to Laury and hadn’t been
near the place for several months and hadn’t been in the attic
for 20 years.

The actions of all three during the day Mrs. Ames dis-
appeared were checked and rechecked by the police. Detectives
learned that Laury had worked at his office all that afternoon
met late in the evening and had not been alone at any period
of time.

The housekeeper had visited a doctor and some friends, and
did some shopping. The owner of the property was found to
have been out of the city the day Mrs. Ames was murdered.

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Huge, strong hands which left telltale marks

were a clue which enabled diligent police to

identify and trap this strangler whose grasp
brought gasping death.

ance of Florence Ames. When morning
came, still she had not appeared nor sent
word. They called the police head-
quarters again. Chief William Rapp
took an interest in the case upon learning
of the prolonged absence. He knew Mrs.
Ames and he felt that her disappearance
was not to be classed as an ordinary one
that would clear itself.

He sent detectives to the Ames home.
They questioned the son and daughter,
and also the neighbors. One woman re-
amembered seeing Mrs. Ames at 11

o'clock the morning before. That was °

the last trace found of the missing woman.

Another day passed and no explanation
or clue had been found. The teletype at
police headquarters ticked out her de-
scription to five nearby states. The son
enlisted the services of the boy scouts
with whom he was an active worker and
50 scouts trudged through deep snow
drifts around the house, trying to find
some trace of the missing woman.

The next day, Dec. 16, New York
papers carried a photograph of the miss-
ing woman, but the wide circulation of
these pictures brought no results.

The disappearance of this Syracuse

Distracted from his newspaper read-
ing by his son’s questions about a
snow-man on the ceiling, Anthony
Laury investigated the phenomenon
and made a shocking discovery.

mother became one of the baffling mys-
teries of upstate New York. Chief Rapp
located the former husband of Mrs.
Ames, He came to Syracuse and an-
swered questions but his story convinced
police that he had neither seen nor heard
of his family in years and was in no
position to give any information of value.

Every phase of the life of Mrs. Ames
was investigated by the police. The pos-
sibility that she, after years of working
for her son and daughter, had become
interested in another man was considered,
but the police soon learned that this was
a futile lead: Mrs, Ames had no interest
in life except her two children.

Tes Ames home was combed again
inch by inch, by detectives determined
to learn if she had met foul play there
and her body had been smuggled out. The
search netted nothing that would re-
motely support that theory.
* Two weeks passed. The police had
done everything possible. All they could
e do was to hope for discovery of a telltale
clue. ‘The disappearance of Mrs. Flor-
ence Ames was accepted as one of those

puzzling enigmas that baffle solution.
Two months later, on Feb. 17, 1939,

_ Anthony Laury, who lived on Stedman

street next door to the Ames home, sat
in a second floor room, reading a paper.

On the floor near his chair, his nine-
year-old son was playing with some toys.
After a while the boy stopped playing
and got up.

He stared up at the ceiling. “That
spot,” he said to his father, “is getting
bigger, Dad. I’ve been watching it every
day and it looks like a snow man.”*

Laury looked up at the ceiling. He
hadn’t noticed the spot before. It was
large and it did look something like a
snowman.

The father threw his paper down in
disgust. The spot meant one thing to
him. There was a leaking roof, which
in winter when the heavy layers of snow
start to melt, is a major problem for any
householder.

As Laury stared at the spot on the
ceiling, he was suddenly conscious of
something strange in the air, an odd and

disagreeable odor. He got up and went

closer to the stain. The smell was coming
from that spot in the ceiling. Above the

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house, hoisted in some strange fashion
through a small hatch that offered
not even a primitive ladder while a
family of four went about its busi-

was ness for almost two months?
hief : Police, too, wondered. :
. he Of one fact, they were certain.
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ear. over his head and pushed her throug
in- the narrow trap door was a man of
‘ded Herculean strength. But where to
the from there?
ttic? As a shot in the dark, Detectives
; Tracey and Brazell probed into the
en’t -woman’s life. They found no lead
here. Mrs. Ames turned out to be,
had even as they had expected, a woman
time of blameless reputation, an exemplary
use. mother, a good neighbor. .
ents They reported to Chief Rapp.

“The only thing I can do is to as-

You're to stay with it until you crack
it. That is all.” &
After talking it over, the two
homicide hunters decided . nothing
could be lost by paying another visit
to the Laury home, and to check back
over the stories of the man and his
housekeeper. It was quite possible
‘that they. had omitted something,
something which to them seemed
trifling, but had an important bearing
_ @@ ion the case.
- Mrs. Angel answered the bell. Her
~ S employer was not at home. -
“We don’t disbelieve your story,
Mrs. Angel,” Detective Tracey opened
“but perhaps, in the excitement of
the other evening, you overlooked a
thing or two.” Js a
“It’s possible,” the woman replied,
, 6 courteously enough.
, “Will you try to think back and
’ see if you recall having been away
from home for any length of time
around the middle of December, ‘long
enough for a murderer to hide his
victim in your attic.”
<4 She pondered for a moment.
“Why, yes, now that you ask. I
recall now that just about that time
I was working for a few days at one

court.

of the local mills and was gone most
of the day.”
Brazell leaped into the breach.
“Then who fed the children when
‘mma they came home for lunch?”
_ “Frank Jenner, or perhaps his wife,
. in- Lucy. No. It must have been Jen-
letely ner, Lucy had left a week or so
, ex= before that time.” "
Mrs. At that very moment, Anthony
Laury Laury returned home. Brazell wanted
e had to know more about the man named
a es coy his whereabouts.
{lin aury obliged. . ie
t on f “Jenner and his wife lived with us.
: loud e For their room and board they looked
rivate 4 safter Richard and his sister Dolly.
a I'm not sure whether he was with us
‘ed E. q at the time Mrs. Ames disappeared.
vas no “7 I do know his things were packed,
xe did and. he was hanging around waiting
looked for news of a job. At least, if he
nerely didn’t leave a day or two before the’ -
n the woman disappeared, he left. imme-
: place diately after.” : ;
d the “What did he look like, this man
Jenner?”
istody- “He was a good-looking, big fellow
s ata who used. to be a lumberjack.”
micide The sleuths exchanged glances.
tivity. “And you have no idea where he
wasted went?” , ap
“None at all. His wife checked out
papers a week before he did to take a job
ddition so’s to help him out financially. I
litorial don’t even know. where she is.” ;
in the Headed for the office of the Homi- -
e mur- cide Division in the squad car that
ccupied and

18th day of February, Brazell

sign you permanently to this casé.

FROM AUTHENTIC POLICE RECORDS

Tracey were convinced that they had
stumbled upon a lead. Or was it a
mere double coincidence that .Frank
Jenner, a strapping lumberjack, had
checked out, leaving no forwarding
address, immediately following the
disappearance of Mrs. Florence Ames,
his next-door neighbor?

The first job—certainly it would be
the easiest, both felt—was to find Mrs.
Jenner. It was Tracey’s hunch that
she had hired herself out as a domestic. '
‘somewhere in the city. .

Promptly, they communicated with
the local papers and had printed a
brief but conspicuous mention of the
fact that the Jenners, man and wife,

were sought for “routine questioning.”

This line of attack brought quick
results. Attorney Benjamin Morris,
living on Miles Avenue, reported that

Mrs, Angell, the housekeeper who remem-
bered “a package”, was an important help
to police on the case. :

he had employed as house-maid a
Mrs. Lucy Jenner. Exhibiting the
usual legal thoroughness, he furnished
exact dates. He had hired Lucy Jen-
ner on the 7th. On the 18th, she had-’
departed in the company of her.

“brother” in a jallopy sporting Ver- ee

mont license plates. :
What else Attorney Morris recalled

‘ was that four days before she had |
left, a giant of a man had called by
in a taxi. Morris had overheard him
saying that his bags were in the cab
and he was leaving the city to work
with a C.C.C. unit.

Four days before Dec. 18th was the
exact day Mrs. Ames vanished from
the earth! :

“And Lucy Jenner gave you no hint
as to where she was going, no for-
warding address?”

“T wish she had. A letter came for
her two days after she’had gone. But
it was addressed to Lucy Martin, and
referred to her as my house-keeper.”

Rapp.

At Brazell’s suggestion, he brought

out the letter. Z

The envelope was postmarked
Rochester.. The script was in a
inched, uneven scrawl. Tracey pried

_loose the flap and withdrew the en-

closure.
It was indeed an interesting find.
The note was signed Frank. d in

it were two strange references.
_One was to the effect that the
signer was going west to look for a
job after which, “if I am successful,
perhaps you and I will get married.”

The other was a statement warning
Lucy that if anyone inquired as to his
whereabouts, she was to‘tell them he
had gone to Maine.

Returning to headquarters, the two
relayed what had happened to Chief

enner is our man, no doubt. But
we can’t broadcast a general alarm
on what slim evidence we have so
far. Keep digging.”

It seemed the logical moment to
visit the Ames house and to discover,
if possible, any connection between
Frank Jenner and the slain Mrs.
Florence Ames. Sylvia Ames was
emphatic. Her mother did not even
know Frank Jenner. In fact, none of
the Ameses knew him. She, herself,
had seen him pass by the house a
time or two.

But what Sylvia Ames also related

was this little incident which she ex-
plained had begun to bother her. On
the day following the disappearance
of her mother, Mrs. Angel had called
her over to the Laury house to pick:
up a package addressed to her mother,
a delivery from a local department
store. Mrs. Angel explained that she
had found it on the hall table.

“But how did it get there?” Sylvia
Ames wanted to know. “Our correct
address was’ typed on the sticker.”

Tracey and Brazell were curious
about that identical thing. Imme-

diately, they called around to the

shipping department of Dey Bros., the
store in question. By dint of hard
work, they traced the package to the
delivery boy who had been assigned
to the call.

Amazingly enough, Roland Ladou-
ceur remembered that delivery.

“No one was at home at 116 Sted-
man when I called at 11:30. So I
went next door to 120 and rapped.
A woman’s voice said, ‘Who is it?’ She
sounded like she had a slight cold.
Anyhow, her voice was kind of funny.
I said, ‘It’s a package for Mrs. Ames,
next house.’ Then the woman called
out, ‘Just leave it there in the hall-
way.’ And I did.”

That was all the two operatives
wanted to know. :

g~ NCE headed back ‘in the squad
car, it was Brazell who figured
it out. The voice with the “cold” was

’ a man’s falsetto, attempting to imitate

a woman’s voice.

And at that very moment, Mrs.
Ames was probably in the clutches of
the killer who blandly sang out: “Just
leave it there in the hallway!”

That killer, they both agreed, was
Frank Jenner.

Less than an hour later, a teletype
alarm was being poured into the
headquarters of every sizable city in
the East. “Hold for murder Frank

’ Jenner,” it went on to say.

In the wake of the alarms, there
came information from Vermont au-
thorities. Franklin W. Jenner, 21
was an alumnus of a reform school

if AMAZING DETECTIVE CASES

in that state during his youth. He had
been in countless brushes with. the
law. Escaped from the school, he
was captured, returned and made to
finish out his term. Later he did time
for petty larceny at St. Johnbury.
Now positive beyond any doubt that
Franklin Jenner was his man, Chief
Rapp investigated the native haunts
of the fugitive Jenner. Then he tele-
honed his friend, Claude M. Murray,
igh Sheriff of Grafton County, New
Hampshire, and asked his aid.

_ Sheriff Murray lost no time in en-
listing the support of Police Chief
Van H. Gardner of Littleton. Three
separate searching parties were or-

ganized to comb that part of the
country which had played host of
Jenner and his earlier depredations.

Meanwhile, there came a swift
solution of the identity'of Lucy Jenner
or Lucy Martin. She was actually the
wife of Lawrence. Martin who lived
near Littleton.’ This same Lawrence
Martin reported that his errant. wife
had returned to his bed and board in
mid-December, but had left shortly
afterward to take a job on a farm just
over the line in Vermont.

-. On the heels of this discovery, Chief
Gardner lost no time in following
through.

Sunday morning, Feb. 19th, Gard-
ner, accompanied by two deputies, be-
gan his manhunt in earnest. In a fierce
snowstorm, he covered over 200 miles
before he arrived at West Newbury,
Vermont, just over the state line.
Canvassing all farms with no success,
he was on his way back to his own
bailiwick when he happened to pass a
barn just in time to see a huge hired
hand march into the barn with a milk
pail. Cautiously pulling up, he stepped
inside the barn, took a stance behind
the milker. .

“Are you Frank Jenner?” he in-
quired. :

“Yes, why?” the man returned,
spinning around.

_Chief Gardner snapped the cuffs on

him.

“T think you know why we want
you,” he said.

All this time, the deputies had not
béen idle. While Gardner was march-
ing the grim giant to his car, his two
colleagues had rounded up a_sad-
eyed brunette at work in the kitchen
of the farmhouse. ;

She admitted she was Mrs. Martin.

It took several hours to break the
man named Jenner. Lucy—or better,
Lucienne—Martin, it became more
obvious, was in no way a party to the

Her single folly had been
th the man at whom
dulous and hor-

to. fall in love wi
she now stared, incre

Jenner confessed.
tive was money. He had
strangled Mrs. Ames in order to rob
ause she was
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of money on
ened, I was at the
ing after the kids.
a. I walked over to
‘Knowing she was
at our place

her.

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dressed so well I figure
have a good deal
On the day it ha

Then I got the ide
Mrs. Ames’ house.
alone, I told her someone
wanted to see her.

‘The heartless slayer of Mrs. Ames is shown between two police executives shortly before his

trial began. Police Chief William Rapp is standing at ri

“In a few minutes, she cartie over.
Then she said, ‘Where are
who want me?’

Then she s

I told her,
tarted for the

place. .

“As she did, I picked up a chair and
ht it down over h
ed her down.
her by the throat and choke

eath.

“J left her there after I ha
to get her money.
pocketbook and em

J picked u
ptied it. ANI found

described how he had re-
turned to the Laury home,
clothes-line around the n
murdered woman,
the attic and hoisted her up
clothes-line.
The rest o
long recital o
e Martin to

eck of the

f his confession was a
f how he had induced
leave her husband
with him, how he had
after the murder and
om place to place,
he had been able

and take up
rejoined her
how, by moving fr
with his paramour
to elude capture.
April 26, Frank Je
trial for murder before Co
P. Malpass of the
May 4th, after
that included a_state-
s that he had violated
he lay there on
Judge Malpass
lectric chair
had brought
after a delibera-
d twenty-three

nner .went on
unty Judge

County Court.
ing evidence
ment of Jenner’
the dead woman as S
the floor, the same
sentenced him to the e
Sing. The j
in a verdict of guilty
tion of two hours an

little after midnight, the
Feb. 16, 1940, Frank Jen-
e thunderbolt, as the pris-
describe it.

uring his ten-month
Sing, Lucienne Martin

morning of
ner rode th \
oners at Sing Sin.
_ Oddly enough,
stay at Sing.
never paid anh

tween State Street and Wabash Ave-
nue, extending from Van Buren
Street to Jackson’ Boulevard. .
_, Despite the warning about the po-
lice, Chief Stege and Captain Doherty
decided on the same procedure they
had used the preceding: night.

A dummy: package was placed in
the designated spot, and detectives
conceale themselves in the alley and
awaited developments. They hadn't
long to wait.

A shadowy form slithered through

the alley and stopped at the rubbish .

can. Through the murky half-light,
the detectives watched the man bend
over the can as if searching for some-
thing. Then they closed in on. him.

The man fled. A shot or two, fired in
the air, brought him to a halt. The
officers handcuffed him and took him
to headquarters. ’

But he turned out to be only a poor
homeless tramp who picked up a pre-
carious livelihood by looting refuse

pails.

At this point, the police were sty~
mied. They were no nearer capturing
the kidnappers now than they were
when they started. Their strategy had
failed; their traps had caught noth-

ing.

They had tapped Ranieri’s tele-
phone. Detectives were listening in,
day and night, on all incoming and
outgoing calls. But, so far, nothing

had come of that, either.

Meanwhile, however, Lieutenant
Riccio, playing a lone hand, was tack-
ling the case from an entirely different
angle. Perhaps his brother officers,
not knowing the Italian underworld,
would have laughed at his approach.
But Riccio knew the devious ways of
the underworld Italians, especially
those Italians who made up the Ma-
fia. And he knew that the Mafia
leaders, Mastrianni and Petitti, were
capable of committing any crime, no
matter how shocking.

Teepe what Ranieri had said—or
possibly because of it—he suspect
that these two, Mastrianni and Petit-
ti, whom Ranieri called his “best
friends,” were really the kidnappers
of his son!

From the moment he had seen the
three together, he had suspected
something “screwy.” His suspicion
had been growing ever since..

But he needed something more than
mere suspicion. He needed some sort
of evidence.

He put two of his undercover men
on the job, with orders to “tail” Mas-
trianni and Petitti. Then he tapped
Petitti’s telephone.

Sitting in a dark corner of a nearby
basement, with headphones Slaaniyed
to his ears, the Italian detective lis-
tened for hours for some incriminat-
ing scrap of conversation. His
patience was finally rewarded.

He intercepted a call from Ranieri
and heard him ask: “Is there any
news?”

Then he heard Petitti answer: “Tm
trying to make contact with them.

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who’ve gone off and have returned in
time for breakfast.”

“But what about her empty pocket-
book?.. And why did she leave her
hat, coat and overshoes?”: 5

“For one thing,” retorted Officer
Nichols, “what prevented: her. from
ent ty the ‘money herself, and
leaving behind the purse?
for the overcoat, hat and .overshoes,

- the world is full-of others equally as
ood.”

It -was obvious that his listeners
were unconvinced. At the door: he
left one parting bit of advice.

“Be sure and let us know the first
thing in the morning if your mother
doesn’t return.”

Millard Ames promised he would.

There: was no sleep in the Ames
house that night. As soon as it was
daylight, the two were stationed in
the living room, waiting for the front
door to. fly open and reveal their
mother.': At ten o’clock that morning,
young Ames called headquarters and
delivered his gloomy report.

The Department of Missing Persons
said it would get to work on the case
right away. ,

ut Millard Ames did not let it go
at that.

Behind his house was a huge mesa
of snow, eight feet deep in places.

at if by some strange accident his
mother had collapsed early the after-
noon before and had been buried
under the great drift?

It was a ghastly thought. Still, the
fact must be faced. . ‘i
~ As the Scoutmaster of ee Si,
he was the leader of a group of boys,
28 in number, who fairly worshiped
him. Immediately, he started to re-
cruit a searching party. The willing-
ness of the boys of ‘Troop 37 was
matched by Troops 79 and 81. So it
was that over 60 boys converged on
the spot within an hour.

_ The searchers spread out in a giant
circle, working toward an imaginary
‘hub, probing every mound, every
hummock with long shafts.
square foot of the land they jabbed
with their rods but turned up noth-
ing. As a precautionary measure,
they inspected the swamps and creeks
north of the Ames home.

Nothing. No sign of Mrs. Ames.

By late afternoon, the whole city

of Syracuse was in a hub-bub over:

the strange disappearance of the pop-
ular matron. The papers played the
story up big, making much of the fact
that the missing Florence Ames was
an exemplary person.

She had worked for years as a book-
keeper in order to rear her children.
Both had gone to college, Millard
winding up as a promising mechanical
engineer, while Sylvia had groomed
herself for -a business career. The
press as one carried her picture on
the front page under a caption in
bold-faced type:

HAVE YOU SEEN THIS WOMAN?.

_ This same question harried the po-
lice. By the end of the day, Chief

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AMAZING DETECTIVE CASES

Rapp, himself, had taken charge of
the investigation. ,He issued instruc-
tions to the department of missing
persons that no stone was to. be left
unturned.

Nevertheless, the fact remained
that there was little to work on.

For one thing, Millard Ames, sr., .

might be ‘questioned. Perhaps he
could offer some information. This
possibility, for a while, remained un-
oe Not even the Ames children
new of his whereabouts. , When _he
was finally located, he gave a_ fair
account of his movements, explaining
that he had not seen his wife for
almost two years. He was unques-
tionably moved. at the now desperate
situation. ;

The one thing remaining was to
notify evefy police headquarters in
the East, advising them to be on the
look-out. Beyond that, there was only
prayer. ;

As days pres into weeks, the
two Ames, Millard, jr. and Sylvia,
did not give - hope. It was quite
within the realm of possibility that
Mrs. Ames had become a victim of
amnesia and would some day, per-

how was her body concealed in the -
Laury attic? .-

HE inevitable beginning point was
ager on Laury. But before Chief’
Rapp undertook to question him, he
checked the police records. The name
of Anthony Laury did not appear.
Discreet questioning netted the in-
formation that Laury: was regarded
as.a good citizen. Still, how did the
body get up there in Laury’s attic?
That was the question.

Laury had this to say: “I haven't
the faintest idea.”

Then he went on to add that he had
never set foot in the attic at any time
during his occupation of the house.

Could he account for his movements
‘on the 14th of December? °

“Surely. Tll.tell you why. Come
to think of it, I remember that later
that day, the Ames boy came by and
asked if I had seen his mother. I told

"him I hadn’t. Actually I didn’t know

her—merely saw her two or three

_times. Well, on the 14th of December

I hoc ry later than usual. I got home
at six.”
“Who looked after the children?”

The killer arraigned before Judge Homer V. Walsh of Syracuse Special Sessions court.
Richard Byrne, eminent Syracuse attorney, acting for the defense, is in center.

haps, recover her memory and return.

But the police had a more realistic
view. After a month had passed,
there were grave, if unspoken, doubts
aes Mrs. Ames would never show up
—alive.

All this panorama of events had

passed lightning-quick through the
brain of Chief Rapp as he conferred
in his office with Detectives Brazell
and Tracey.
- Both detectives seemed stunned.
With the whole department on the
alert searching for the missing wo-
man, the woman’s body turns up
magically in the attic of .the house
next door—with the tell-tale mark-
ings of murder. It sounded too
fantastic. .

The first thing, obviously, was to
establish absolute identification. It
was anything but a pleasant job tele-
phoning Millard Ames and asking him
to visit the morgue to see if the body
of a garroted woman was that of his
mother.

. Young Ames, bowed in grief, but as:

Spartan as could be expected, hur-
ried down town. One look was enough.
“That’s mother,” he said, nun y
away in order not to break down an
lose control of his emotions.
Now Chief Rapp faced the most
crucial dilemma of his long career in

- erime detection. Who murdered Mrs.

Ames? Why was she murdered? And

Chief ite wanted to know.
ousekeeper, Mrs. ‘Emma

Mrs. Angel proved no more in-
formative. She, too, was completely
astonished and could offer no _ ex-
planation as to how the body of Mrs.
Ames had been cached in the Laury.
attic. As with her employer, she had
never set foot in the garret. _

Even as Chief Rapp finished grilling
the woman, extra editions hit the
street. Newsboys were shouting loud
enough to be heard in his private
sanctum. -

The owner of the house, Fred E.
Friedman, was questioned. He was no
help at all. In the first place, he did
not even know what Mrs. Ames looked
like. Secondly, he had made merely
one inspection of the attic in the
twenty years he had owned the place
—years before Laury rented the
house. Z

The trio was released from custody.
And now the investigation was at a
standstill. All that ae the homicide
department hummed with activity.
But for the most part, it was wasted
motion. i

Came morning. The newspapers
were in a fighting mood. In addition
to front-page’ banners, the editorial
writers were demanding how in the
name of God would a woman be mur-
dered, smuggled into an unoccupied

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———————

MRS. FLORENCE AMES——

This comely 50-year-old mother of
two children was strangled while
preparing for the Christmas season.

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THE MIRACLE of the modern age is that life insur-
ance rates‘on housewives are no higher than those on
white-collar workers. For the housewife, usually alone
in her home or with children too young to defend her,
opens her door almost daily on a steady stream of men
and women who if not strangers are at least unknown

quantities to the lady of the house, She never knows if’

she is opening her door for an honest route man or
salesman, or for a rapist or killer. Her husband leaves
early in the morning and upon his return that evening
takes his wife’s presence at home, safe and unmolested,
for granted.
The first breadwinner to reach Number 116 Stedman
Street, Syracuse, New York, after work was a young mechan-
ical engineer, who was. mildly puzzled when he found the
house empty. In the kitchen, however, the ironing board
was set up, and the iron on it was still plugged in. Yet at-
- tractive Mrs. Florence Ames was nowhere about—and there
j was no note advising why she had gone out or where. The
“engineer waited a restless hour until his sister came home
from her job, then explained the silent house and strange
absence. The girl and her brother began phoning neighbors
and friends, but none of the persons called had seen Florence
Ames that day.’
The two worried young people explored the house and
‘found two signs that added to their growing apprehensions.
Florence Ames’ hat, coat and overshoes were found in the
. ° ¢loset—and outside a December snow blanketed the streets.
‘ The second discovery was that her pocketbook, which had
also been left behind, was empty.
“J’m sure Mother had money this morning,” the son said.
“I think we'd better inform the police about this.”
Detective Earl Nichols arrived at the Ames house close to
ten o'clock that evening and listened solemnly to their story.
Afterward, he went over the house with them, but no indi-
- cations as to why Mrs. Ames had departed so abruptly could
be found. Detective Nichols returned to headquarters after

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Florence was safe at home — until a clever killer lured her into a deathtrap

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assuring the young Ames that everything possible would be |

done by the police to find their mother. The following morn-
ing, when Florence Ames still hadn’t appeared at her home
and routine missing persons
of her, Chief William Rapp dispatched Nichols and several
other detectives to question people in the Stedman Street
neighborhood.

"A woman couldn’t walk out of her house and vanish into
thin air,” Rapp said. “Somebody saw her—and I want that
somebody located.”. :

The detectives found somebody, a woman who had seen
Florence Ames on the street around ten A.M. They had
chatted briefly, she said, and Mrs. Ames had walked on.
That was all she knew.

‘

rocedures turned up no trace ~

The pe Jae published pictures of the missing house- .
rr

wife on their front pages. or of boy scouts offered assis-
tance by combing the deep drifts of snow around the Ames
house on the chance that the-woman had somehow fallen in
one and gotten buried alive. No sign of Florence Ames was
discovered, and despite much newspaper and radio publicity
throughout the ensuing days, nobody turned up to give any
information concerning the woman or her whereabouts.
Syracuse detectives were baffled—and somewhat troubled.
A housewife had been in her home when the working mem-
bers of the family left in the morning. By that evening she
had vanished from the face of the earth without leaving a
trace of what happened to her. The storm of unrest growing
in the local newspapers was based on the common nature of
the mystery—there were thousands ‘of housewives left alone
every day in Syracuse. What had happened to one, could
conceivably happen to another, or to many more.

“A missing person leaves some trace,’ Chief Rapp told
his men. ‘They ie: clothes, buy a train ticket—or if it’s
violence involved, then we find a bloodstain or an over-
turned chair, Florence Ames just evaporated into thin air.”

The concentrated efforts of the force plugged grimly at
breaking through the curtain of mystery shrouding the Ames
case, but none of the normal avenues of investigation lead to
the whereabouts of the attractive (Continued on page 54)

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early that morning that the police were
going to call on them, and they were
waiting when the two detectives arrived.
Sympathetically, Brazell and Tracy ques-
tioned the grief-stricken people. Their
memories of every moment of the fateful
December 14th—the day Florence Ames
had disappeared—were probed skilfully,
but the family could not recall anything
unusual concefning that. day. Florence
Ames had been in good health and in her
customary fine spirits.

“Did she keep. much money around the
house?” Tracy inquired.

“Only enough for her daily needs,” the
son replied. on

Leaving the Ames home, the officers
made a tour of the houses on the block.

With the exception of the single neighbor -

who had spoken to Florence Ames on the
morning of her disappearance, nobody
had seen her. The last house to be visited
was Number 120, the Ellsworth home.
“I’m sure the murder was in or con-
nected with that house, rather than the
Ames place,’’ Brazell said to. his partner
on the way up the walk. “Mrs.. Ames
wasn’t killed in her own home. There
was no sign of violence there. She must
have walked to her neighbor’s voluntarily.
Remember, she didn’t take hef coat or
overshoes out with her, or her purse. And

what woman would leave her iron on the -

way she did?” Re, .!
Tracy nodded. “She figured on’ coming

right back.” mist
“Somebody called her to come next

door,” Brazell said. “Somebody she knew,

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much of Marlene Chomko’s original state-
ment to the police had been confirmed.
Witnesses had testified to seeing Diana
and Pitta in the girl’s comapny on the
murder morning. More damaging than
anything else, was the link between Diana
and the revolver used in the shooting.

On May 24th, Assistant District At-
torney Thomas J. Foley summarized the
case against the two men, emphasizing:
“Without a gun, without the bullets,
there would have been no crime. If the
gun wasn’t bought by Diana, if the gun
was never turned over to Marlene by the
defendants, then there would not, have
been any shooting.” ”

The following day the jury of seven
women and five men deliberated for three
hours and returned a verdict of guilty in

. both indictments, making Diana and Pitta

both liable to maximum prison sentences
of nine years.

Juvenile Court Judge Otto P. Robinson,
on June 7th, 1956, held a brief hearing
in the House of Detention and sent Mar-

‘lene Chomko to:the State Industrial Home

for Women at Muncy for an indefinite
term. The length of her stay in the home
will depend upon the girl’s progress to-
ward rehabilitation.

At the conclusion of the hearing Mar-
lene was allowed to speak briefly with
her mother, the victim of Marlene’s gun-
shot. The mother, recovered from the
effects of the shooting, embraced her
daughter and both wept. This was the
first meeting between the two since that
near fatal one in the kitchen of the
Chomko home last January. The wound is
healed, but its scar on the lives of the
Chomkos may be noticeable for years to
come.

THE TOO TRUSTING HOUSEWIFE

(Continued from page 37)

housewife. Christmas came and went, and
the New Year, and then the entire month
of January. The name Florence Ames
could choke off any joke a cop tried to

‘tell at headquarters as January passed

and then the first two weeks of February.

T WAS on the 17th of that month that

the occupant of the house next door

to the Ames place was called.away from

his ‘after-dinner newspaper by his two
young children. .

“Daddy, please come up here,” the
young boy shouted from the upstairs
spare room. “There’s something you ought
to see—a brown snowman on the ceiling.”

The paper was instantly put aside, and
the snowman on the ceiling investigated.
The father went to the second floor room
and gazed upward. With surprise he no-
ticed a-brownish splotch perhaps three
feet long and about half as wide on the
white, calcimined surface. He frowned.
If the roof leaked, he had to have it re-
paired at once.

He got a flashlight and hauled his step-
ladder up from the cellar. With these he
was ready to get up into the attic through
the: ceiling trapdoor in the hall. After
climbing up the ladder, he pushed open
the trap with some difficulty and wriggled
carefully up into the blatkness overhead.

He played the slender ray of light from
his flash about the attic, seeking the area
above the stained ceiling. Presently the
beam struck a strange, shapeless mass
laying on the crossbeams. For ‘the first
time,.the man became aware of a close,
peculiarly offensive odor. He edged to-
ward the object, and as he came closer the
$mell became stronger. Genuinely dis-
turbed, the homeowner noticed in the
light of the flash that the mass seemed to
be a pile of rags.

He lifted the top layer off gingerly,
pointing the beam underneath. A second,
later he whirled away and gs quickly as he
could made his way back down the lad-
der, hurryed to ‘his telephone. Within
half an hour after his terse call, a party
of five men arrived at his house. Syracuse
Police Chief William Rapp, Coroner Er-
nest Gak, Identification Expert Patrick
Hanlon and Detectives Frank Brazell and
Donald Tracy gathered around the man
and listened to the account of his dis-
covery.

“I never had any reason to go up into
the attic before,” he told them, still some-
what shaken. “I figured there'd be a leak
in the roof I'd have to fix. But when I
saw that—that body under the pile of
rags——”

“Let's get up there right now,” Rapp
said quickly. ;

The homeowner led the way upstairs to
the attic trapdoor. The ladder was still
positioned beneath it, and Chief Rapp
promptly ascended, a flashlight in his
hand.

When he came down, five minutes la-
ter, his face was set in stern lines. “It’s a
woman’s body,” he said. “Hanlon, get
your camera and make some pictures up
there before we move it out. Doc, you
take over after that.”

Hanlon’s work required another fifteen
minutes, and when he was finished he
packed his equipment and started back to-
headquarters to develop his film. Now
Coroner Gak, the police chief and the two
detectives went up the ladder. The attic,
gloomy and cramped and lighted only by
the officers’ flashlights, was at best a diffi-
cult place for a doctor to work in. Never-
theless, Gak went over the corpse with
practiced efficiency.

“She's been dead’ a long time,” he said
when he had finished. “I'll be able to tell
you more when I get the body to the
morgue. She was strangled, there’s a
clothesline about her throat. There also
seem to be some bruises around the head.”

Chief Rapp frowned. “Dead a long®
time? Two months—maybe?”

Dr. Gak looked thoughtful. “That's
possible.”

“It’s two months or so since Florence
Ames disappeared,” Rapp said quietly.
“What's more, I remember that she lived
in the house right next door.”

Dr. Gak was obviously startled at the
implication. “I'll call for an ambulance
and get the body to the morgue,” he said.
“T'll arrange to get a full report to you
immediately.”

Downstairs, the homeowner had packed
his children off to bed, meantime, and
waited anxiously for the officers. His per-
tubaion, as Chief Rapp questioned him,
was apparent. “I don’t know how a body

could have got up there,” he said, shakin
his head. “How,” he demanded, spread-
ing his hands in bewilderment, ‘did it get
into the house in the first place?”

The chief shrugged. “That’s one thing
we'll have to find out.”

“I live here. with my two children and
I employ a: housekeeper to look after
things while I'm at work,” the man said
voluntarily. “This woman is a gentle,
middle-aged person named Mrs. Cynthia
Nelson. When I’m working and the chil-
dren are in school, only Mrs. Nelson is
around, of course. But occasionally she
has to go out shopping, so the house
would be empty now and then.”

“But it’s locked then, isn’t it?’ Detec-
tive Brazell asked.

“Certainly,” the homeowner said. “I’m”

sure Mrs. Nelson is very caréful in that
respect.” ‘

“Yet you never saw any sign that the
house was broken into during the past

couple of months?” Chief Rapp inquired. -

“How could that body get up there with-
out someone seeing it?”

The homeowner, Robert P. Ellsworth,
shook his head in bewilderment. ‘I wish
I knew,” he said with obvious concern.

The police waited until the corpse was
removed, then returned to headquarters.
Chief Rapp at once instructed Detectives
Brazell and Tracy to pull the case file on
Florence Ames and to bring it to his office.

“I'm quite certain that corpse will turn
out to be the missing Mrs. Ames,” Rapp
told his subordinates soberly. “I want you
men to take it up from here.”

His listeners nodded. They recognized
it as no easy assignment. The initial step
for the two detectives was to acquaint
themselves with every detail so far known,
The complete record was in the file, and
Chief Rapp, who was familiar with the

work already done, went over it with his ,

men. When they had finished, Detective
Brazell put through a call. to Coroner
Gak at the morgue.

The coroner, when Brazell got him on
the phone, said that he was practically
finished with his examination of the
corpse. It was that of Florence Ames, he
declared emphatically. Her photograph
and known description, sent over to the
morgue by Rapp’s record bureau, proved
the identification beyond question. Fur-
thermore, the woman had been beaten
over the head severely, but the actual
cause of death had been the noose around
her thtoat. Also, deep bruises on the neck
indicated that prior to the rope, she had
been strangled manually.

“We're looking for a very strong man,”
Gak said. “Very strong.”

HE following day the town was
shocked to read of the murder and
the surprising way in which the weird re-
geri of the body was uncovered. Po-
ice telephones were overloaded with call-
ers offering purported tips and informa-
tion. Chief Rapp realized most, even all,
of these were figments of overactive
imaginations, yet he ordered several of
his detectives to investigate each likely
sounding .story. Meanwhile, Detectives
Brazell and Tracy returned to Stedman
Street.
The Ames family had been advised

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276 A HISTORY OF THE VILLAGE OF WATERLOO

kas had a fair test for nearly a ycar, and all are not yet. prepared to sas
that it is an unqualified success or superior to gas.) The contract \
need for are lights at $2500. a year.

About July Ist, 1888, the electric lights went out in the Academy ol
Music during the Union School Commencement Exercises. The caus:
explained in the newspaper:

“There was good. reasen for tbe extineuishmest of the ele tic lights at the Acadimy {
Music Thursday night last. By some oversight. it was forgottea to arrange for the revl
of the carbons im the lamps. Of course when the carbors were cousumed. as they were |
the beginning of the Commencement Exercises, the lamps went out. It was no fatlure

part of the Electric Company, and no particular blame is attached to any person.”

Great progress has been made in lighting since the eighties.” It ts dit
cult now to realize how comparatively crude were the lights of that ‘1s

The Johnson Murder Trial

On the night of Dec. 29, 1886, property consisting of two horses. « HuiD=
ment etc. was stolen from several places in the towns, of Seneca Falls and
Fayette. Edward Caldwell and Charles Johnson were arrested and loc
the Waterlow jail, and charged with burglary and grand jareeny. Phe sie
iff had them Jeg-ironed with an iron on each leg with 8 links of

meal times they were let out but at other times were locked up in their

chai ‘\t

ccils.

The entrance into the jail was through a wooden door in the shev
office, then a space of some three feet, and an iron grated door. There were
4 or 5 stone steps down to the floor of the jail.
At 7:30 o’clock on the evening of January 9, 1887, the acting turnkey
of the jail, John Walters, a man of about 70 years, John Cronin, a constahic
of the town of Waterloo who had come in to help during the absence of ¢!
regular turnkey, and the Seneca County sheriff, Warren E. Lerch, decided
it was time to lock up the 14 or 15 prisoners for the night. Cronin unlocked
the door and Walters proceeded down the stone steps. At the foot he wa :
met by Caldwell and Johnson who were attempting to escape

Johnson struck Walters on the back of the head with an tron bar, and

then he and Caldwell ran up the steps to attack Cronin. Cronin was struck
repeatedly and te backward against the wall, bloody and hurt, when Sher

iff. Lerch rushed in. He was a short man, not overly strong looking, but he
made a eautaia eS himself that night. He fought the two prisoners bark
with his club in a fierce struggle. Finally Cronin, coming to, called, “Shoot

them, Sheriff.” whereupon Sheriff Lerch drew his revolver and drove the
prisoners back into the jail.

John. Walters died the next day as a result of the attack by Johnoon
and Caldwell. Dr. George A. Bellows was coroner. Soon after Walters
death on Monday afternoon, a coroners jury was assembled, consisting of
Moses Barlow, Philip) Johnson, Jacob Sands, James S. Boughton, Chath
liek and J. Bo Maloney. The jury rendered a verdiet that John Wolter
came tu tis death by murder by Charles Jobosou and) Edward) Caldwot

THE HISTORY OF THE VILLAGE OF WATERLOO, N. Y., AND THESAURUS OF
RELATED FACTS, by John E, Becker; Waterloo: Waterloo Library and

listorical Society, Waterloo, Ne Y., 199. |

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ELECTRIC LIGHTS -- CANNING FACTORY, 1886-1506 277

with blows inflicted by a bar of iron in the hands of Charles Johnson and a
stick of wood in the hands of Edward Caldwell, and that it was murder in
the first dearee.

The tnal of Charles Johnson began April 4, 1887, before Judge Ma-
comber. District Attorney Francis Allen, of Ovid, with Col. F. L. Manning,
of Waterloo, assisting, were the prosecuting attorneys; Corydon Rood, with
Hon. William H. -Lurton assisting, the defendant’s attorneys. The men
were tried separately. The jury in the Johnson trial were: Henry Jinks, a
Waterloo farmer; Spencer Hoffman, a Junius farmer; Nelson Seckel, a Tyre
farmer; Spencer White, a Tyre farmer;’ Chartes Whitlock, a Seneca Falls
farmer; Columbus Christopher, traveling man; George Troutman, a Fayette
farmer, Henry S. Bonnell, a Waterloo farmer, Patrick J. Maloney, a ‘Water-
loo farmer: Edward Bear, a Junius farmer, and George W. Barlow, a Tyre

farmer. The jury brought in a verdict of “Guilty of murder in the first

degree.” b,

The trial of Caldwell was begun April 11th, 1887. The same attorneys
appeared as at the Johnson trial, The verdict of “Murder in the second de-

gree, was announced by the jury.

It developed during the trial that one Marcus Fisk, a prisoner in the
jail at the time, had sawed off the shackles of Johnson and Caldwell with a
saw made from a table knife, and had attempted to dig a hole through the
jail brick walls to escape. Not being able to make a hole large enough, they
had determined to go through the door when the turnkey came in to clinse
up for the night. :

Johnson was sentenced to hang on May 25th, but his case was appealed.
He was re-sentenced to hang on Nov. 15, 1888. Caldwell was given life im-
prisonment and Fisk was convicted of manslaughter and sent to Elmira Re-

formatory.

Johnson was hanged on a_ scaffold erected in the jail. Sheriff Lerch
road the death warrant to him at 8:40 o'clock: A;.M. At 10:15 A. M. the
sheriff led the way to the scaffold, followed by Johnson and the Rev. Swift
and the Rev. W. S. Carter, and at 10:22 the execution took place.

In February, 1887, advocates again urged that Geneva be made a county
seat. Tt was proposed that a new county be set up consisting of the towns
of Sencea Falls, Tyre, Junius and Waterloo, in Seneca County, and Geneva,
Seneca and Phelps. in Ontario’ County. Nothing much happened.

On July, pst. 1887, Waterloo again had a telephone exchange. It was
located ip the Gay: Duildine, «with Edson. F. Slack. as manager and Miss

Emily Batsford at the switchboard,

The Rev. Robert? M.. Duff, of Waterloo, who was graduated from
Hobart College in 186! and was valedictorian of his class, had conferred
upon him the degree of S. VT. D.. Doctor of Sacred Theology, at the Gom-

mencement of the college in 1887

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there is the crash of a revolver
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That was in 1876—on the eve of
the Fourth of July—and when
Policeman Louis Gomenginger .
sagged to the floor with a buliet_

afmilar to many sent out today— ae ee :
sent Policeman James H. Upton : . oe
on bis last assignment on the ec wynating 2
night of Mar, 19, 1919.
Arriving with a fellow officer; Other officers heard the shoot}.
Upton saw three men fleeing ing and arrived in time to collag;
‘fromthe’ store. Two were.over. the fugitive. He was 18-year-ol¢
' taken, overpowered and disarmed Elmer Hyatt. Besides his gun h?
of 38 caliber revolvers. Leaving °®!ried @ bayonet in his belt. Hi iF ¢

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inscribed on the Police Depart-. ..-. "85 Tim ANAS epee which the culprit had fled, and revealed that the entire proceed?
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“-y at close range. He slumped to ~- During the night the 29-yearol

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“MURDER,” the city's press the the pavement—dead. ettiane, farier at these ehibaes

: After a prolonged search, died. He was the second polices: ,.:
arergg A — pect ate the wheeled, pointed a revolver at to a North Street house where ® yuigi Guadiagino, a shoemaker, ™an to die in less than a mont “i OF
etalls of the first police killing Q-Nejl's chest. Beneath the gun- man had reportedly fired a shot “ recognized by a young woman 8nd a half. Hyatt “equalized”

fim the town's history. Gomen- ’ 2 Patrol Frank : : :
man’s open coat two long-bladed “at a woman. atrolman Fran who had seen him running awa being electrocuted. .

ener, pag a tg ine aged knives showed. Ford, first officer to reach the from the seene of rts oi Latest Rochester policeman t

den C. Fairbanks, ihe drunk. wes Manley, it was rumosed in the scene, was warned by neighbors ing was taken Into custody. The meet violent death at the hanc*:

4 “ .
Mle ta Aube reipane Fest of his of insanity, and as O'Neil ap- was in the house armed with a plot when five gallons of gasoline tor Woodhead an: Nov. 12, 193%)

proached, he attempted to quiet pistol. He had come home intoxi- were found in the doorway of the The cigar counter in the Cham: eit
Gomenginger was one of half the quivering man by speaking cated, they said, and shagged the building which was occupied by ber of Commerce had been robbe a

neighborhood, was on the verge that Nelson Sharpe, a boarder, ria} following revealed an arson of a criminal was Detective Vi ie
¥

m@ dozen local bluecoata to lay = .aim) , landlady f. her home : . BLE: gtr
y and quietly. It didn’t work. ndlady from her home. several families living in suites of $500 and police were on thi as r,s
yy his life in pureuance of 4 gtap away from his quarry. ae i ~ _— = over the store. look for deaseh (Doll Focete .

. O'Neil received a bullet through 9Searc @ rooms. e steppe Guadiagino was tried, pleaded Grant, Syracusan, suspected o* 4°. So
ries oonepsetee ge een scare the stomach, doubled up and fell into the unlighted kitchen where = guility to murder in the second de- the crime. Detectives Woodheaci'. ‘ees 3.
in pee hand “that aaldens do to the ground. Sharpe was waiting, he walked gree, and served 14 years of a 20 , and Sharpe were assigned to thyssa J
poeple think of-the dan ao ie Then followed a scene which @irectly into the gun muzzle year sentence in Auburn Prison case. i ves
lie before the conataae’ pe the Proves “the stuff such men are Pressed against his chin. In the after which he was paroled. They finally trailed Grant anc¥l-23s
badge. Crime in any degree je Made of.” Realizing the crowd same instant there was a blinding Policeman William A. O’Brien, another man from the Centrap%. te
écnggeens-bith % the . tra. Would be In grave danger should flash and a bullet ploughed victim of “The Thirty-Five Dollar YMCA to a Stillson Street ramp @3ijou3
tor and investigator — Manley run amuzk, O'Neil lunged —_ Br = lodging in the Murderer,” sat at his desk in garage. When Woodhead apyS\. at

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Officer William P, O’Nel) was forward and tackled the gunman, University Avenue station on the proached to seize Grant, thé;

ri ° knocking the revolver from his The policeman toppled to the . night of May 2, 1919, awaiting ‘dapper, 23-year-old _ erimjna.;

aeeke, ait tthavek linn hand. L spite of his wound, the ‘00r, his cries bringing Mason results from a police net that backed toward the door anc; wE

pounded his beat, the neighbor. " Policeman wrestled with the man Braman, a passerby, to his ald. had: been thrown around the emptied four bullets into the? ae
hood kids tagged along after him, until he pinned him to the ground. Again a shot rang out and Bra- Garson Avenue sector where resi- detective's body. Woodhead livecsA¥,

Salinas tarne Siieueen hte “pilly,s 80 vicious was the encounter that ™&” found himself with a flesh- dents had been bothered for sev- for five days.

Manl 1 fract t Wound in his arm. But he threw eral weeks by prowlers. Grant, captured eight hourit ‘yyost
He was a part of the everyday aon fac ae ott tee ee himself upon Sharpe, disarmed _ When the phone rang and an iater, pleaded guilty to second iri oa
Ute ~ = nem whose doors he aaa beet subdued. him and finally’ gave him a ‘excited voice reported “a burglar degree murder and was sentencedy ati,
Passed dally. uskan thaGeeks u thorough beating before other ‘in a house on Garson Avenue,” to life in Attica Prison. He wat} ¢
DSi A Ramgevnnia ~ In — ics on Pale ee police arrived. rd ‘, O’Brien sped to the address. He transferred later to Dannemora. 4
own the - res
street in pursuit of William Man. tors-attending. It was the first All three men were taken to the ran to the rear of the home, en- That was the last time a Roch>s¥°

hospital, the gunman and Bra- countered a youth jumping from ester police officer paid with hic a
fey, an habitual offender wanted aang ry Bn — Ip the city. man were treated and released; the porch and commanded himto life in line of duty. But tof id
for disorderly conduct, entire be . Fs e following morn- 41 days after the episode, Ford throw up his hands. In answer those who would belittle th sip Oat
families poured from their homes g. and Manley later was com- gieg. Nelson Sharpe paid for his the boy turned and pumped four hazards and dangers that gé.2%4¥

and stores to join In the chase. mitted to an asylum. erime with his life in the electric shots into O’Brien from a few along with a police force job¥3’
The patrolman was within a A telephone call to the Frank = ehair on Dec. 11, 1913. feet. O'Brien dropped with the don't forget the line in the Blues
ey eT few yards of grabbing the fugit Hin Street police station on a “Men prowling around a store first shot but managed to fire Book—‘Remember,

Petar , Uve when Manley suddenly night in May, 1912, smmoned help en Plymouth. Avenue"—a report his own gun twice from the dies for you.”

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eastern ko, sl COS deciied to,
taka up the Polish ertets an4 4iecues,
it first
Healdee Poland the eouncil will
take up the following mattere;
i1—German reparations end the
emission of an inter-ellied loan to
assist in the delivery of German eos).
2-—Moasures of blockade to be put
fe effect against any Offending mém-
ber of the league of nations. -
3—Putere activities of an‘ inter.
pational byglente association.
4—The future of German colonies
ponder mandatory rules.

CO at ae

Coanor, &":1! Kersen

Se (lig Si s . 24, re
orte the theft © hia $39 Lieyele
rom In frout o° | + Quaker [als

building on ”
Bourgtere vroe os
confectionery. 192 Bowery at., Thurs-

}tv.vard at

‘day ninzh’, and carried off 89 worth

of casdy end 313 in money, taken
from tbe cash register.

Mre. Phill!
Jeasie av.. ©
one stole her handbag contalaisg
$5.80 aad apalt wf glasses while ane

was chopping in a Gowntows store.

&6—Redations between the conseil
and the assembly of the leagae of
mations.

6—India's request for member. |
ahip Io the international labor ba-
reag.

71—Plans and the date for the
proposed financial €Goference at
Brussels.

BRITISH OFFICIAL
SHOT AND KILLED

———

Yrank Brooke, Member of
Privy Council, Meets
Death in Ireland

DUBLIN, July 30.—Frank Brooke,
member of the privy council and
virtual head of the British govern-
ment {In Ireland In the absence of
lord French, tbe Lord Lieutenant,
was shot-ard killed this afternoon
while enroute to bis office. He was
con*iaential advisor to tha Lord Lieu-

complained to the police Friday

jmorning, that some one stole s tire,

rim and tube from his esutomobdile at
Bummit Beach park, Thuredey nlfght.
Clyde Miller, Copley, reports the
theft of bis Ford from in front of
the Kresge five and ten cent store.
Joha Thomas, Canton, mourns the
loss of his Buick roadster, which he
told police was stolen from in front
of the Obie building, early Thuralay
evening.

A Chandler touring car owned by
Robert Hsrron, Columbus, was lahen

nal. ‘

Walter Webb, Cleveland,
the theft of a Ford from Mill
High sts.

Have Proof That:

PARIS, July 30.—The

wey ip
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Jew gpe* The shooting or.

tr rtul :]

J a ani was one of the richest

white By
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wrteAa af 1 44

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Diath sha.

aeainet Henrt Tandrn,

Poeye RD SPtwebeaiet wee atrenark

Bied bondhae wNen Wadttceal @yperta pe
heated vr aba baer’ ears cSet
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Se eaaa
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aT Fiastt-4'q| 204 collecting a flat rate of five

; at ah. It may be that in the event
oe paces ly tty of Judge Frick being anable to bear

W. T. Elrod, 770 ©. Exchange ot, (2u

from ip front of the N. O. T. tecmi-

reports
and

chain of
evidence which the state is forging
the modern

Jud@ea E. LD. Fritch etated Priday i
~ ,Juiug thet be will be unable to
hear Gas Kaech's petition, Monday
morning, for an injunction to re
strain the N. 0. T. trom’ cbargtng |

cent fare. Judge Mritch said he will
be busy with other matters Monday,
and 014 not know when he would
be able to hear the Kascb petition, if

the case Monday it will be heard
that dey by another judge ratber
than to wait until convepient far
ge Fritch to hear It. e notice
of motion has been served un N. O.
Matber, counsel for the N. O. T. and

(Continued on Page Twenty-seven)

CLEVELAND FACES
SHORTAGE OF MILK

CLEVELAND, July 30.—Unless
Cleveland dealers agree to an August
price of 36 cents per gallon, memocrs
of ‘be Ohio Farmers’ Cooperative
Milk Co., whi-b supplies Cizvelani
with virtually all of ites milk, will
ship Mo milk into the city after to-
morrow, according to a statement
made today by H. W. Ingersoll of
Styria, president of the company.

they would not pay more than 25
cents per gallon
Coolidge said, however,
fictent milk would be
meet the damand, even though
farmere deciine to ship.

during August.
that

Sing
Dealers countered with a statement Ptiyatt
made by J. H. Coolidge. president of

A the Telling-Belle Vernon Co.,
Persons Were Cut largest distributing concern,

Up, Then Burned

the
that

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ecu teuig orengy. As mech as
$1,190 in cash and 800 galloas ef
brandy was taken from one farm
house batween Ravenna ead Keat,
last Tuesday morning.

pit Ney

Confession Comes

Too Late To Stay
Man’s )

Man Says He Committed Bur

der After Another"HM
Gone to Ohair

NEW YORK, July 81-—Robdert
Barron, 30, of Brooklyn, whose
startling confession early todsy vbat
he was the morderer of Fatroimssa
Wiliam A. O’Brien ts Rochester, 13
months ago came too late to stay the
execution in Sing Stag of Elmer
Hyatt, convicted of that crime, is
being held !n Bellevue hospital. The
police are skeptical of Barron's
story.

Barron telephoned the policé just
six minutes air Hyatt bad bess

in Sing Sing prison, and sald be bad
committed the crime and saked that
the electrocution be stayed.

The prison authoritie: at “Bing
were called immediately, but
bad just been electrocuted.

Barron was kept in ignorance of
the fact that his effort to save
Hyatt had come too late.

The police belleve that Barron ts
elther suffering from a delusion that
he committed the murder or tbat
he made the confession ip a futile
attempt to stay the execution of
Hyatt

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Hue aria Parcolnan liam... ;

O-Brins a motorevele officer attached to the University avenue
station, ordered the man tos surrender. The latter replied with
Brien replied; anid a TusiMade of sh
ore fited by both-:nen. O!Brien- finally felt with a-buttet in
> right chest that plowed downward aud probably. severed the:

old, of No. 86 Olean » was.drowned !

ots:

brig] Mrance~ “This tug went out in a
Lule to aasist miue sweepete ia ts
Two officers and eight men were lust,
Mr... Puueb enlisted at the

” aorta. He died almost instantly. ‘The burglar, who proved to be! Ss ccsitincs cintiontoa dnaeits textiiea a
j tsecan. sewout eluxs, and. was tater pro--

- Elmer Henry Hyatt, 18 vears old. of Nos Melville street, ran
> baek throagh the house amd leaper! throughs ‘the sluss of the a. te suprhintet's: meee: Srvc cinan He
fs a door. He was. chased! and shot in the side by Spee ria) (Of. | form te. the trainiez whip ieee 7)
we William Linduer, who eo oats te (ar mane then 8 ear

the eeene of the shooting. He is‘in the Hakinoubans Hospital |
“with « baijet in: his heed tie Ii is be liev s that: one of. his cei

gan perforated. at AND WAR AREAS FREE

: (ie: tengedi socktredl-s Soa nitertits eal ‘
” ¢’clock..” Sbout that buur Kaswend Tay- | wt shine any more” ‘Government Seek Seeks 50,000 |
“Meo for Overseas...

~ ‘yeushe. “Ens sboes*
-— lor, whe lives Ne. TS Gareen avenue,
is aot be fri ie it debe The Liminer rained tle fellow ty bis fet!

st insieted og bis walking back toward? ory
Lxgeee sem dart, ane Tay mat jrering “an ‘
' : ‘ beastie bourse

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ry

arwh

TM nee are en ee i

CS ee et
jibes four. beure by. twe Womens. Motor

in bacon VinceatPrusch, 28° ytars |:

whew the “MaVal tig Eeypdia, Quees |
struck 9 mek near Brest. of thegoast of 3°

ws zt Guarcae Com jues ¢
auid.of -Johe prehtedei of

War stutioned onthe (rnercticet. trans to

‘CHANCE 10 SEE RHINE | -<%

weeks, Petipa Maan, Straz
ple appear for the B, 1.:&
aoareenunaier ef Befale. for

st.)

- an then by ceca ms a STE stowty | fenrred.. Fevliog about bis pockets Lind-
east in Garsve avenues. The stranzer :
x ws alone. As he ‘Pasced . the Tayier |
hewes- be serreset icin: wach * manarr

LCorps of che Adantic Divisiva, American

{uide “of Tt the salire bayonet of « ride. lof posters smd. placards adve
{The waber. wes Cully ciebtcen epee im | the Caited States afmy, wants SAO new};
‘mem fer te anny” ol cecupatiun:
ty release of equal qumber of mes whe!
eulisted fur the duration of the war.
who desire to return home, ‘Phe work;
‘was dene uoder the directive of the 3fi-
itary Affairs Committee of the Ceambee) |

5 The stranger then! stepped aed; Hyatt Admits Shooting.
_ ganed- 3 ths: street at: the home of Sergeant ‘Menwiler sovn. riches the
| Herbert Lovett, of: No. 20 Caren ave ; Lovett house, as wel ay Matrimen Devacey
pin f aero ears and nd Kenapl.: Metetives Sharpe Melasomey
sand Sebtite from ucadquatters. O'Brien's |”
“Phe strane falked oo out Garcon, Ody war fogud tying at full length im the ar argon eras pnt Sir bere,
aH “ateaoe be Rpeesrcatiy he returmed, ang PE ran. close to the file cement walk f mult ot the inteanive, varapalem unbiehs
fe pnt rele cach eae tncad 2 ah a) aA ORIN A Se yee ee pumeeariey to see the
yett beene and walk past ‘unter Mhomas A. Willip, Clef Qulghy, 11 melds of Framer, and ium, tof.
‘The fellow muddeaty rej Mn-te tor hiitp. Captéle Klein and any | cry the Rhine and to be a part of the

locked op aad down .uthers Were sor te Carn atenue. The |

aed then vasinhedt into the [sy wus removel.ta the morguv, aid om”

The Richester recruiting stative bes

army of uccapation iw Germany. -
Enh-tmente nay be for obe sear or
- nai of the huuw as made.

fore three years. If a mag enlists fur
the aburter. period only. he will mot be

Be Vee the University: avenue ‘station,

Sea { Hyast frankly admitted that be bat’ abot ;

ines found’ a hig leather sheath, and is-/ Hed Crue. whe tusk cat. s large supotys
} rtisiag thet.

and of ai act omOtie

=5, F008. Y

Aiverae of- s:900 for
was awarded yesteniay by
LibtieD--Biake™ against ¥'
Clark ip @ suit whlich was
‘accvidest ia
race. Three’ other “actions

in the sort broaght arzinet bi
teks Melenky Yer mlewey 1c

RESCUE MISSION
10 CLOSE ISE 2718

will Celebrate Ag
~saty on} r

COEicen

DfOeer Uindeer 100k his prisoner’ ens eee out of, the country. The branches {
Byeanlly
<4 eatitae to the loser (rent ron of tbe officer, 1 ensid be bag beep ordered

corpe, ‘ordadace torpe, tank corps, and!
was tn ibe Lovers hous: Tay- aluge. Ue wae told that the ‘poll-eman { fs pointed oat that within three years
“te is poiated out 3

where that devire tien are conet artiLery, alr
to tbrow. bis hands and that he fred ogee ak AT ate ufered is
bfales a6 ttractive
tat these braeckts, bat particular attes-
tae dead Me dui net appear to be et all { | eiatioe will be the up-t date method
: athoeted, by ‘the, tnfwrmation. . He. argo! travel and that by ealivtipg in the ale
~retsice a meg may become 8 pilot or
the weed wee Shemp ive®, ind towed to be)*
quite serteus. .
it ae nh engtene: eleetiuiipe fesverp- cet machine
| pers. The rates of pay ad from $30 0;

a Won eae
or Christian wert te ;
sw eeviahle -o. reresé: ag thet
by. the supetinevadsant of

Pd Resear Mlavtoe. A. Ke, Hiaes,

past quarter. of a gontagy. -

aupurtalendent oo Monday ta

Mail, Ne S3 Andrews stfret,
x hy beging
rR Ul be Mlestrated
lues came te Kev

Bebe bad ealy rvevatiy

field artillery, moter transport |

ioaite the Cashes ood drcating that ‘protect, blmsetf. He: insisted be wae, be ia galled to those af the air servicn
See ee that bore oe chance

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» Vargil, white, hanged Utica, NY,
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: THE UTICA DAILY GBSERVER: THURSDAY, MARCH irs T8892.
JACKSON HANGED '. dog, made his appearaoce shortiy afterwards, |
‘ and sremed glad to meet Lis old friemds, the f
reporters
ti hy i { poe
davksen's day of death beoke bright ant i The ne
TUE DROP Fr Af I S AT cL Wie Pe Traut cal, ee Uioagh 1 minke the poor anfor f omar Loe
TS Ty Muar hy vob me | hate sidin of Lx Ow pase me reBret the | ok op
Sette mthich he pail ao svete a penalty } oe Hiperay sg
~ Atti: Ie « Us thorring be wad sleeping a j py eth see
Peels wid woul y me Cok te dmagiget | ‘asiies xis
Phys Otte wie wid pentiy ona chair at al ue
QEATH ENOVES AT50:57 12- FROMS she mutiasew ic sirccal wal comet = ante Bagot
STRANGULATION | Caretwily fehl after ax though it was nit | wal da ko
Hie fina) nicht on eerth At 640 he artoke, nine Oe
sod infeed Themutiee Makiwaine, Bourke A pilbad Hew
ee Vo hee let thet le dese Us take a bath. € 22 eit
Goluee «4 tie rejueet fore tine fairy ‘ cry ay
We Displays Wonderful Nerve, and is Firm | 4 wathiuaadet Lae Melbort wha.| Die. te
and Calm to the Last, Even Smiling as Ne | - hued by decks
a At Tak (he reporters © ai py aabe Jt hema
Bhakes Mandein Nhldtag Friends t.o00 he tociaints. ol adldtinaal Puc M eae a
Bye Sherif! Wheeler Performs a Very | 80 of 8 baprieome treakta Sinks,
| | Jeb ait hay tia Qomypteted hie bath, arcaped) En daw oke i
Disagrecable Duty tx a Moat. ¥ ficient iit ia Cw wad! OF clothes pasaniiell hin Tua cries
4 Manner The Details tn Pail Ley I Ertenofy Gre tae A Nat na, wie By ban) | Me fae ta
: wil weir t)) 2 gallew Mit payjsvar ved jist 1 EF yea site
AQ GIS) ame tostay Varcil Jieeeon wan | eax avon ail F upiguent Wak’ 4 en. artieaye
‘ wMhreyy ©
hanget in an enckeuré ov the yard ug po" ah Bap Se 0 le ete | Signin
wcthe 't'ticw. des fick ile auton ad “Mie { fre ie. fis a ‘ } Phy Wayiyow | Jap tae we
tom Metealt by shoeting. in Aiurusta Centr | ot thy after 2 Deputy Tnrke and €. N be by a a
on Sunday Jabuare 2) Ps.) Interesting | face ad listed tigate th the guilows, see pasty owas
fend full details of the trageiy, the Court pro | (hat it ran fis i naede the final prepare Fetes them?
Geoting, Jackson y fail life aid the execution | TORS fer the oxee uty ne ON lant Test wae nia le Rede.
are given fojow ty palibet evewtihing Was da wpe, anid) th: perl, eV
Obs rate any inistiap ia the execétim.g The task cviet fi
The Tragedy. 4 tien of Yifat oor was to have ho pray: . toate tekgtel
Thecrinw tue whieh Jackson today paid [erm 9 1 hfowaing oo the slaitold, only @ V I RGI I 1 Me 3 AY c. E SON ev Re
the penaity ds that whieh remilte ever from | Mtiided «dle ge pres of foetion the fewer oe oa
the interference of inst with holy family rele | aud thee beaey werght falls, laumebing with Kded ey! $t
tens) Nortog Metcalf His Cetin, Was a hop | My fed the ssl of Virgal Jackson inte eter ze: , pe sma
butver, a qitiet pons ve reebetl Of Atyous | MY r t ¥ iN t , Aber v of
ta Centre, a mat of upright, benoral jieaer At®a w Ree J OW Stewart arrivel aml Hanged in the Utica Jail, March 14th 1865, tor the mse ne
acter He hai tees ew friend an tatimata | Went et ons to Jacks’ Stl Shortly after B 4 Vined, Site: Sie
a - a ores iy ge ttn Sh nt ea ee ripe apa bits 2 Sa et" Murder ot Norton Metcalf T | print
y Undist, the tnet the Vite to feeding | Hlipe tie to bie Sripmit te ight. Peo
\ dackwan'’s (htimaly with hin With b «t Revers] parties valet abent thietine a! ) agi cemd the binek cap dra iver hin ioe fs t - Kent Stenreio.t
\ ath Bie a | r att ; Me Vis Node Be - t wey gira, mad sentenond te be hanged dune Mopars le
‘. ; through bitter osperienth, hx warnet the ii pny niebiniadabe ie be wt fe te tae, whutting out fueever the brybtwuniight Pq yun Sie hanged Rorsef ta tae ol om tlie | Meet wf be
7 frunter iate't te tirele of Lis byaintixtcangtidie | ted Oy weer oe ewe ther sthtate ‘ Biich streamed inte the dirty shed) hatting | morphag Of that day There
violator Of bis domestic « " lo, t) kedeti away tet yy hetey, Varn \rihetiger aad Fenny | iat vie test hope of Lifes His evi were ae August 24, 1M, George Peters, a Mental LAF Choe
and ty dset hen ob) eager’ Pes this “arn | * re abet Sted wie my eae ‘guard bright as thee of @ chido ent ns the] Indian was banged for the biander Of hh 99 + my
bi, = Jacke ‘ ireebe > fie) ORs ih was “4 “1 better pet fo have Jackson) cay wee drasn over the month o@ wits, February 24, 10), meer Banee “The | Midi On
with o. Mise) M-taail, and eae s Satin. yet Chie bogie and Marber Roach did} susie hovered ther the last indleation | was the fist legal execuita tm Chkla | Hom A. i
ear. es etter sie a thaw arta to tid tim vustianer goad- Tae a nerve. aekdout eth bited he el iunty ie. Sct
Solver — in Boe peathkot, n te t he i See : ; man in like situation The arrant -owantof la July, IStt, Jobn Tuli. a) Brotherton In | ebwr, t
B tes pum € Hin He Ta ecole ee Dallem Nad plac vst sree eines [nya ag Had given place tothe fri maa of fain, wos waecuted for the murder of | his boa od
Metenif bsoo, met tow eee wnt wr + Peal aiyt f nel to the naffiee te) pday While the ropa Wan beta: atistA | tinaher on May ol of Uiat Year The trial, versal
ed hushiatol - eat tie, gow - atnd-e garter? : tenet the) loom tised far the exe titian, tee Deputy Beli ant « trener wie poreeptic | wen tence and hanging oevwprioed hut bitths Gere P Medes he
fan As tie TPR le apy? aed Cay oeboliceisaess oy eh wai ble ite dake frame, ac the: atl tore mentia He wae hanged on Cora Hi | Jenks,
Birrnee thie ow eri BY levied, © dicate @ Tithe ard Miia tes be tempt desde b to wel jaw the kot Decetier @, 1830, Kubert Milher eae hung | WTA ge
Went out t. the uate ahd niet than Pe ag were: areas, eeoone ae to Sar kmee Twat oan om tbe shut taick | in Whitestaro dail for the matder of tharuey | ¥ beths
Uplrotiied La keg fon) bee” ei tatts maue i HrPYe ed set teoek, never emu aot tion. at © ioe | Losidey in fais house on Water street The gu
Words jammed, the amen chorbed aud directly Depasy Bourke placed bis foot on tie lever Novemieor 9, 147, Mrs Mary Kusikle wae aa [Peta
three shots were tind alftakung effect in Met} The Wang og which held the beuvy weight in postion, and, le yecutet in the Wlktestown Jail (oemts mie eee
calf stexty An ctamunation inter by phest | Nfs. putee before the Hands of Shenff | with « lurch, which chased more Quan ote} dor of her hushend on Weet atrnet W ag ner
Cinta whew! tome ettier ome of two of the) Voneion = ented pointed te tne goer et ® the dof the witness te tien aate their heme, Nerem ter tt Pet, Herece Ht omtrtie prime | memati:
Bite weld have prowl fatal Jac Weer mse walid Wee blithe exeeute it Ap 4rd though the Inclemeiis Gedy was puspenkel ia the git lee ound in the apene fail for arson, the Imet PB atot how ot
Sistes fur Carrying Une Piiaibe vf jak int the var jato +f, audigavcuited | There was no strugcling. eithough the mock | instacees if capital puninimernt for that ¢ rine Hw teens
Sy ies Pca, rel a), wee Os + the Goat Jacks Rherif? Wheeler aud | wae mut) diskeatst, andl death wes) in Now York Btate Nats
t Wie + wits Ole Ve: telal ah Deapocty rhea precewied ts Jacksons cell, doaued. by Mrangulatioad Atv Th), (he pulse Teevinier lo, DH, dokn Metaon was
fern wis et te Hut rt wae At where be JOU Stewart and Gieerge AL Nor Pwaee Wo, but shortly after went tv with very | hang for the marder of? James 6) Tirien io
om Was mach thet we |e weet ten airy pacestig the dest hours with | iemgular action, them tu 7, whch wae the | Bocn ville
twee wk” Letidew that oo theie fe ehued dackoae met the Sherif | beat at the eid of 4°50 minites Twooor} dsuuary 5 Int, Win Bo Carewel!l was ex
. ag beet tihi alk Gee ww dng with oa prude Bhort satyiess were hell | three ‘Reavy respirations were nitieable [ented in Hoge for the murder uf Abii Elue sited
A © siung shot rie le rorbe 4 # W Daivikdl who bas tewo | st this” stage Ar ov) the faintest f aingh Manders pt nal
ing with bars otis Jaca4a yy iat adviser, ond Psalra xx, utter of the pule wae aonceable, The next was thet of Willam. Heury (+ erage
tee, fumud in “ns pt. wa ter kr F cart n perewrenarteten epionte if te dui aa pend Oh May it bad Laie at trander, which mucurred in, Awgnet Psi tue | oad ted
H Ca ° Bo agi dy ope ae acketaios , “ie } Js H sewart hen whew an carmest, touch | Phe eet oe. ae es Lee a 9. a3 he the munder of ie brut er Thin wa the fire | ‘Pica?
; ’ If as a, rs piiet na poe mb ieee.) Tig alacit ton uuaivatem: Ak Wet Meart tees is 0). irregular, aid ok UMN had’) uslcmtain OF & White san i Ete thd as
& ' Chae a peniter et om se fispeey ties ise aeet Vownmnt to flutter At vol of SF gunqtes The executi nm af Clement Arthoar Tey i F
My While Jacke wae the yevadne Jacksom, That now the meet ain batter the springing ‘of the timp, | lr. Shick warned but Bethe corer a year ago, | ary foe
{ heey merrier! Gut owing to hia on taok Thave hid rform -thatef | Simmens and donee proneanoed Jack | way the jaws, and ie xtall fendliar to the rend. | of ire
» of hie ramertal Vows, hie wale 2 te) you your death wasrent.* we dead, and hu tkaty wae lowered q@oul (xm (eee ven. bay
Rie wenden, proud a Py ty hin aad taken charge oof by Uabertaker pn
dackwn was frumt guilty of tn the The Death Warrant. PAL Camidy, lt was pinomd law rims , Mle Bison tir. Nis
Qrat degrodict & terns ik. Over aiad Termine Pini icceh: Sesto cit, ehhh dl Gee comin, with silver trigeni nes amb bearing on Virgil Jactoon wae the only som of a oud | Sb veut
tie Poosive, Diactaor Retire { en Ayu. fF Court of Over wet Dernuner, Onenfa Coonty, | Usedid astiver plate tas ritaal Mel aritaretis family, Hemret ig lecucy pW
; Te May Sf moth Her Lite Petie ve Vay Jacket, Stateot Nee he mumeet be thie wind, athywent Bis pmmedevet te 7 ry
trict Atteenet that ana nee “| Yorke, Count of (inenday ea | Wimwre tac dicen rie riot mpd tay ringed go Latter harveet | ty. 4
4 Beqtcceder my tee! ae sind oe tiiue we | t wo Mt of they County of Oneida SY, | HRCA go ght IE in int he wae marten! Un etiomdde ead povinal a
waves Oh The a “ * i mond wi ata et a} “A xyes set Tertoimer | Aged o. yee fimay terreux terrtyg becky Pour peers he Wee, al ib Rie oe
% ‘ teedsl, ieee bape & ort fs a. Mate taunt toe wit ons . ie
j Doien: teen ust se gall ups sy wi PAE as ela Oe May cits 0 Focsuin New | Thies meet teatie a stowmt he eine Fen vitae asi) ¢ thes ey pga Myeceeiyerdinagcs,
ing} Wares a Te sur f Rise. 16 Ss edhe adiggraahe Sargit | etter thambiniy toe Street? miwt toe heopoation Tha T tye ‘tad teat Toney borg: ter bina ttm hawt Seen
“ ° 4 Teeter arte dvaie hoe the *
Biva. Charts Amines tha Tindert Kart Pnkes of hagthnn wake ve Mak. oO sages ite Aly mw wihas Hawt tomb | lige me. tearm ms peut tha Ke wife, jee |
Ron Geceew F Decteeth, toa Prana M in set etetooedt imcotenet bavieg, bee t Stisckis 140 ats ra Ee EY RNS | gence wind Lucteworend, (vr gE WAT age i and ope
Fines, Hen. Ketert Wo Piotham. Mae 2 vu, [ited eoiny fat offen hy toe veriiot vie thai la 1°. tay for Gael teoteen. Dees 1 ite, aad ape « dives, Jacats them de eaeeet
Gray dation, AD AU F Kotak ap isi vi : ne 4) ram “iSite | andar th f re ne) f treet on "4 One an Cathet gant teyiant? Jota. here and |e? t
pranpd for the apjwilan’, and linked Atlom | Qe iaut 4) ryil Jen . jy valonl tt | } | taning ie os ite haut rammed 2) aie pray agrgeh greys” MB dake ocala 1
ney Thxwinae @. Jie aad Assietant (etre Pier of Aine ms at « Ntate ot New Vo ig acti opium of the divorce que Mra Meotealt wifgat j
Attorney Wilham Townes! lor the eeapormt mt iy vr heath Ami convtetien “0 i The. Het; ie viet Mew Jatkeon suspected that the
ent November 2) the Court of Appeaicats ol 0 of ppamehere i the first vbegrep. Thin trnly ob Siee® Sackans wilt be tuened froqment dally viele efter milk were nut aii}
Brenda the joticiuent. The car wits then taken | Poehan Ue Coart ab Appeabs: therratter af ty tnd Gases aie right, amd, wiih the ald of biped risa, wise }
it ; aN } Hr v said plginent af Wah yiction nat POSer My ty Wiker Vasuly to Cee ® couded up contireitiy her eumpiciuta,
to the Governer om an appeal for Commitee] i ts ene bo the (yer and? termiper | Norton, Jeckwu's friend, aud Mee BOW ” _—
y an aa gc isan life, but | ta : OBEY, te aga ted that Pa? hort, meter of the dead man Where it wil) enlens
7 dived te ere. wtat tawe «1 intereffect, as ortor hay ' ie a “
( >» tu inthe deg ned no - ra; ile tapes be parotid: Api hip ace et ~*~ x TY was'a ninth execution ip every way,
a, P ee qi A yt estan th seine anesthe Ontraciter wae the iret while oer |

Osby

age 2 Neh at ‘J ree oy rin

‘
°

-
Pa

the Opposite o
While Jackson
been married zt
of his marital y we, bein
ble ween, proured a diver fi
{ guilty of smorder in the
met Over ami T inet
fn Rome, Judge Ketine ly preading, in. April,
Baal May # note was served on the Die
trict Attorney that an appeal woul! be taken
Beptein ber Sy the case amd exceptions were
Wer ved on the ounsel for thy
C8 Oetober the camer
before “the Court of
ing Hon W_ ¢ Ruger,
Hoa. Charles Amirews
Hon. George Fo Danforth,
Pineh, Hon. Robert W. Beckham
Gray, Jisticn A. 1D) & i J. Kaw
pearg! for the appellant, and Listri
ney Thomas 8, Jones sod Avyeistant Daxtrict
Attorney Willan Towns! for the Prager
ent. November 2) the Court of Apreals af
Ormed the jJudement. The one woe ttien tak:
to the Governor ou an appeal for ccm
thon of sentence te imyprteouny
he declined to uiterfore

The Night Nefore
Asin ustal prior to aa exo yt
Porter of the deily papor «pent
the jail There war trttle te be wen op beard
however, Ja: keun refitsing to see any of the
scribe, During the afternoon the con lonnest

mean bade farewell t. the famidy of Mh rit |
Wheeler, with whom be tad theo quite a}

favorite, his uniform goal behavior suakin
him a model prisoner To ieqaite 3

Burke be presented hix Mute, on which he ha
@coompanied the genial Deputy» violin many
times during bis invarwraiion. To (harhe
D. Warren, a fellow prisiner whi Basl sh !
the corridor with bin, be gave his watch and
chain, To his coun! AT) Knewiand, he
prewote! a work on Christian sien and «
wooden shovel ot which was painte! w pretty
Winter scene. To bie brother in faw, BL)
Boott, he gave his} ipe, to bis barter, James

3. Roach, amd others he ge pictures His |

peremal property, it is anderst.
Bis sister
During the afternoon Rev J HH. Rtewart
e@ Unitarian minister, visited him, and later
in the evening H. W. Davison, of It
whom Jackson desijpuate! as his epir (tial wed
Yer, arrived and remained ail night
Jackson ate abhearty supper, after which
he chatted freely and miy with hie wate!
ers, and with Bheriff Wheeier and Under
Sheriff Batchelor At i0 er ow Deputy Burke,

Bumber of airs His conversation with thon

whom he allowed to visit him was altogether |

Of a religious ature, his future and proper.
atien for it. Tol oder Sherit? Batching he
enld that the fat that ho woukl go to the
gallows without fear was iw the teachings
of bis friend, Mr Davin
Abost midnight the reporters were emter-
fm a reyal manner by Mra Wheeler
@nd the Mises Bailey, a Courtesy whieh was
Shorvaghly appreciateal
Cyrea N. Halloo, the veteran, who has off

late! at fourteen executions in Central New |

York, spent the evening at the Opera House
with Maggie Mitchell, reaching the jail after
the entertainment. At miloigit he retiret

end was soon sleeping as mindiy ax if he had |
mo sech an unpleasant job ov lis hand i the

morning.

Jarckaon had made a request that Wi!| Brown
‘visit him and sing for him, ard shortiy after
midnight Mr. Brown, accompanied by Special
City Judge W. J. Kinney, Alfred M, smith,
2. R Baldwin and Mr. Boardman, of the

they left, Jackson
retired to his cel] emd was soon .

tut i rested there ay firndy as though the | sited aris hideensite

‘ T+ s
My Jackem, To bace now the most un

} Piast task Dhave bet te perform—that of

ou Your death warrant
The Death Warrant.

The death warrant was as follows
murt of (yer aml T. ner, Onewla Country
People ve Virgil Jackeott, State of New

York, County of One iia, we
To tie Sheriff of the County uf Oneida, NY
Whereas, at a Court f Over aod Termuiner
held ory wind t the Comuty of (mettle, State
t New at the city of Tome New
th day of April, ta8s, Virgil
Peeve oe ce of death for the

ha mirthwredt 5

il t tr ta Ceaties

tet gvetlty on Tere

the sand
walel te the
f New York |
Wath atl oon vietion of
be the first. a el
Mf Appeals therenfter af
ewatch fucigcment ow t 2» and
ite h tie wie to the Over and Permimer
One cha agit ureeted that the said
hhgrie ub Pne « “ ‘ «tamorbe bay
' Veun Galy entefed ata art of \iyer end
mner bektin and for Oneria Coamty in
om the let day of
gthat the wnt j
Tetviet mind readies
, an umber there
pod entered ‘at
ner in anit
hort of
sek Virga! Jacks
and Ternaner iu |
AV Gigi Diem
Pg ew before art’ pursuant
thereto. ane Che Cyt ‘ inquired tote

api fur tinenia ¢

mor tae

Ing Ae AL

f tht eae

day of Maren, |
amtae wa!

Leta v v 7 t Virgiti Jack
femd, within the

f Unetia,

ai jpoulng there

hoster ary faked vind weal thie 2tst day
bry 1st

C Wrowame J So
Jackein shock hands with the Sheriff, and

} COMlEY Hatened to the men ling of the document,
| Mis right han! rested om a cane bel aging th

frend, Mr Norton "taring the reading,

tanecies bebind it were ofsterl Not» aegn of

) Memb Dag’ or nery cusnes waa visible, At the
) vonelusion oof the warrant, Jackson, with »

tne of his face, ree lest out his hant and

| took that af Sherif W heeler, warmly prew
took bis viviin, ant with Jackson played a |

ing it He then locked towants Deputy
Burke and slightly 1

ihe wns ready Mr

all ready,” wher

“Which way do y

litte perty then madi ite way te the yard,
through the jail, the prisemers having been
loomed im their celle Tbe procemmion consist
ed of Sherif! Thearas Whevter Tomchiaag ,
Deputy KJ. Burke and Vi ‘

J. BO Biewart aed Coorg

was just ¥ IY when they pacmnl th

jail door > the yard, and a min

wards the downed man wawstwodine in the

eirele, @ Little to the ieft of the centre of the

ettorm and @ trifle abead of the crust beam,
seemingly the coolest and nist “ted man
in Ube emiure party

Under the Drop.

Sheri? Wheeler, who eecupied a position
immediately facing Jackson, then mid.“ Mr
Jackson, bave you anything to say why the
mutence of death pronvunced upos you shail |

»” be carried out?’ '
- To this Jackeom ssid ina firm,clear voise: }
| have not.” i

The Sheriff then gave Jackson a farewell
shake of the hand and stepped adightly to one |
fide. Mr. Stewart and Mr. Norton vow bade |

otamed ty gut At ww 23 nunotes |

after” the inking of Une trap, Tin
“Ganon and Joe promaneed Jack
hu lady wee lowered
ot by Undertaker
le wee placed in a romeo at
er Erigim and bearing

plate ine

Cate of death ts theo wi coed and
r

ot bindeputies f

POET T OS ie tive yme who had been
the wit ricpies . itidm by hag

jin Umeleia’ tf horwes, tear

ing with th “ a brave and re
test b

The Bo

The tealy of Virgtt J

Ver by Pivdteeth 4 i “Ae
Norton, Jack: a t
Mowtt, sister of the dead
be interne rT wha’ arrn
or wi A tiade fi the f
Dminewt Cy Le
that it hard Lew
information tt
Lie rer
aml placed in the es

The Sherif s Certifeate

The certificate of Siert® Wheel

tention was :
together

wrt
iat of @ warrat
vera DT have eaten

tver and

me th
the tence «
Clee tath

That the said exertion wae witnemed by |
he ofiiale, pliyticia t citizens #t
eekupeom iy ia

tiem to then to be pirener fy. wits w }

of We, the aidermay ned: pth imia«,

and citirene have ie ewunte

Hates ae well as the maid Mls

sad OMciale plystoans «

te the truth of the matters
a Ter

pty

FRaASK J Mirren,

MP RENO

(epekuK AO NGwTON, A.A Miiten
Cnt hom FPoiwen, TOW. Mupronn,
(taki en E Warsow, Wor J

) 4 HW Srewant, NG Jom, MD
bo 0 Ww ere, AL. Sisors, MOD

No Discoloration,

Whew the black cap was removed th fas
Worea qitet book, @ faint trace of the sinile still
Teste! about bia toouth, and there we: ther
discoloration of sigue of any pain The te &
was bot Druid mor ¢ eh) tern or womnried,
and there were few who would have sur-
Miewd from hooking af that oold, still face
thet the munior of Norton Metealf bad been
legally avougedl

Executions in Onetda €gunty.
The history of Onaidea County contritiutes

| Hot a few to the list of the crimes of the Em

fare State, yet ie list 4 oxemtuuein meagre
During the days when, under the early

Moraic law of an eye for an eve—e life for s
life—eo far ae cag be learne:! were fow

The first murder recorimd was that of
Sylvia Woed-Brown, who was convicted of
the killing of ber husband in the tows of A»

|
|

0 fhe epreutia of Clement ther Dar

Slick ocurred bet btte ower « yrar age
Was De inet. and is wii) feosdlier to the Poud
Pot Ise emmy nn

Mis Famit
Ving! Jackson was the“only om of an ad
asl artist rmtic famady. Nemaoed ie dweary
be «red to the wind, allowed hax pence &
mi rh A, apd towday reaped «@ bitter harvest

fa intl he wat married te) an eecionsble end

dan tseene voting kay For yours be wee, at |

west (Ow!) AON, & romper tend Fembdent
of the Village, ai it Was pot antil three oii

firen bed been bees born te him thas his |

laswog tecane my. pen that his wits dis
graced gad dishonored, broaght sei Ag Ri ret

aim aad weured adivoree, Jaciteon thea be t
ate an cuteast, and ty ok? jot herw amd |

ther ow if ibe utumexdate
eat of the divorce was Mra. Metralf wits of
Mes dackson sumewted that the

ty visite after milk were aot aij |

ri " t the abt of w hire! nian, sux

mung het suspicion

Nuteoa

white man bang in

a6,
vod his sxeietants did ther

viral le inanuer
on amd Cleveland acted as
Viatvuttied no ene but the bearers
tata

i) wee a large. finely balit man. Ihe

about 200) pounds, aod. was about i

min bright

Halton, whom fell the daty of

,
worved us several of the rebel prisons
ft) four prouers ta the

a Bre coutinad by the

erument and four sre

indebted to Boeri? and
hit tees, the Mise

ciwurted the

wax Perticvlariy |

eajove hy hin
t'vrus llailen state! ta w® potter after
he exe ntion That he} ver seen a braver
ban step on the gal Jackaon His
tevery @aacf the steriis AMD, Beit brag-

i
MMe tata

Foret Cemeteries for perniled: a
dackwm in thom proands, bat both

Warren aad Is
trgkfast with Sacks,
vomieiated Of pork stegk, beefstenk pretation
oe amd fried<aked

The trap. ie & Seton Of Pte dete |

Conmel)
Bruen,

| icy, We

wil ¢@

eventir

The «
7 yewr
om mys
He was

| guns

1 He Mame

ware,
for wry
ris, 6
leay on
ore ur
tain ¢

| Marrs

'
Mr

! Sehuy

Anive

| her 9
terpenes

Joke a te heartily and appearei te dojo | *

“omt be ale

Among the representatives who spent the
Might inthe pail were WO) Jenks, Hoare
senting! NM TW Chapman, Sy racine J: t
Frank KO Northr vine, and the

Ruane,
| atatives of the daily parers and the Asvu)

ated and Unites! Prem Ameo tat bone
ACS Pom yosteriag Mra Mott, Jacke nis

sister, becde hire the last farewell, If was thet j

a mater Lidding her brother pond ive The
oe WAS pot semeit) cial, Sirs Rott #8
biting « nerve uncEual io a WOMAN wher
ly amoriatel with one in such a poaition

During. the past few days Rberiff Wheeler

has received about [00 appbcations for invita
tome to see Jeckson bar Under tue iaw it
wes an imjombility for Mr Wieeler to wire
heed to theme requests, aud only the lav
Lumber were actruitte
Since bie tnearceration, especially duoag
the latter part of it, Jackson prowed @ im «lel
Vimoner, He te enpectaily grateful to Sheriffs
welet and Batneior, Ley Barke, Me-
Klwaine, W howler ami Mra. Wheeler

and the ladies conmprists Wheesur’s |

Lames tor ;
tail Swipes {s getting

bene, easter daa pot met
<a to chew it for «
vee i Mo far as known

there sume where in Lhe peighborhord of half

dollar in the bank. When he fall Ba-
din poapunte tn doatan tien es

Lo former erecutions tt hes bees
lor the witnesses to the hanging to march

tification of the

sing woman had
veled with light-
the public dazed
earance.

Anthony Laury,
believed to be a

‘partment, was a
er and employed

‘red all questions
knew Mrs. Ames
ough to speak to
disappeared, her
m if he had seen

t up in the attic
had no idea how
vas the next one
ghastly discovery
on to the mystery

by the police. He
, and hadn’t been
t been in the attic

Mrs. Ames dis-
police. Detectives
all that afternoon
one at any period

some friends, and

erty was found to

1es was murdered.

The daughter of the slain woman told Chief Rapp that the
following day after her mother’s disappearance, Mr. Laury’s
housekeeper had called at their house and handed in a package,
addressed to Mrs. Ames. The housekeeper had explained that
she had found the package in the hallway of her home.

The presence of this package in the Laury home was as
mysterious as the discovery of the body of the murdered woman
in that attic. The son and daughter insisted that their mother
didn’t know the Laurys and had never been in that home. Yet
her body was found there and also a package addressed to her.

The explanation for this package was soon forthcoming. This
gave the police their first direct contact with the strange and
unknown murderer. A delivery boy for a department store
hurried to police headquarters to tell how that package came
to go to the Laury home.

E HAD tried to deliver it to the Ames home at 11 :30 on

the day Mrs. Ames disappeared. There was no answer to
his ring and he went next door, to the Laury home, to ask
if he could leave it there.

He rang the doorbell and a voice from within called out:
“What do you want?”

The delivery boy explained that he wanted to leave a package.
The voice instructed him to open the door and leave it in
the hall. The boy did as he was instructed and hurried away,
thinking it strange that he had seen nobody when he walked
into the hallway. -

He told the police that the voice he had heard was a strange
one, like that of a person suffering from a heavy cold. He
believed it was a man’s voice, but admitted that it could have
been that of a woman with a husky voice.

Here the investigation by the police came to a standstill.
Every detail of Mrs. Ames’ life had been searched, but no
clue to the amazing mystery of who killed her or how her
body came to be in the attic two months could be found.

Mr. Laury’s willing and complete cooperation was unavailing.

Newspapers were indignant over the case. The whole affair,
they stated editorially, was so fantastic that it seemed un-
believable. They asked point-blank that the police explain
how a woman like Mrs. Ames. could be murdered in broad
daylight, carried to a neighbor’s house, and mysteriously placed
in an attic.

The police groped anxiously for an answer to those questions.
Chief Rapp assigned two of his ace investigators to the case,
Detectives Don Tracy and Frank Brazell. These officers were
instructed to stay on the case day and night until they had
solved it.

Tracy and. Brazell were veteran and persevering police
officers. They knew the value of realities in any case and both
worked on the theory that nothing could happen that could
not be explained. |

A flood of rumors hampered their work at first. The story of a
strange and inhuman-looking man who lurked in the neighbor-
hood of the Ames home came from a number of residents in

William Rapp, chief of
Syracuse police, directed
the intense investigation
of the corpse-in-attic case
which threatened to be-
come New York’s greatest
unsolved crime.

that district. The theory was advanced
that this fiend, working with diabolical
cunning, had lured Mrs. Ames into the
Laury house and attacked her there.
Another version of this theory was that
Mrs. Ames had been attacked in her
home and her body carried to the Laury
home and hidden in the attic.

Tracy and Brazell discounted this
theory. They discounted the many other
fantastic theories that came to head-
quarters as there was no basis other than
rumors.

Their first move was a conference with
Coroner Gak. He reported that Mrs.
Ames had been choked to death and that
prints of the killer’s fingers were visible
on her neck.

“Get us a photograph of the marks on
Mrs. Ames’ neck,” Brazell said to him.
“Get them to us as soon as you can.
Also give us an enlarged picture of the
victim’s neck.”

Coroner Gak left headquarters to carry
out these orders. Brazell and Tracy went
to the Ames home. They had requested
the son and daughter to be there.

“Try to reconstruct every detail of
the house as it was when you entered on
the afternoon of December 14,” Detective
Tracy said to them. “Every detail—
where your mother’s overshoes were,
where her coat and hat was, and where
each chair stood.”

I T TOOK the son and daughter about 20

minutes to get the ironing board up,
the furniture rearranged, and_ their
mother’s clothes where they had been
found. When this was completed, Detec-
tive Tracy asked them a few questions
while Detective Brazell made notes and
also made a rough diagram of the front
room.

“Your mother was ironing,” Detective
Tracy said to the son and daughter.
“Somebody either entered the house or
came to the door. She must have known
this visitor, or if she didn’t know this
person personally, at least she knew who
it was. She left the house. She wasn’t
going far because she didn’t take her coat
or Overshoes, even though it was snow-
ing. She didn’t expect to be gone long
obviously, because she left the iron con-
nected.

“But what isn’t obvious is who this
visitor was. I am going to ask you to
tell us everything you knew about your
mother; everything. You must know
some person who could have come to this
house and lured your mother out.”

“Tf we knew,” the daughter answered,
“we would tell you. We are not keeping
anything back. Mother was one of the
finest women in the world. She was a
friend to everybody.”

Fifteen minutes of questioning con-
vinced the two detectives that the son and
daughter could add no more information.
They left and returned to headquarters.

Chief Rapp called them to the office.
The prints on the neck of the victim had
been photographed and were on his desk.

With these photographs were also the
potato sack, the cord taken from the dead
woman’s throat, and her clothes. Detec-

tive Hanlon had examined them at the

time the body was discovered. He had
found that the residue on the potato sack
corresponded to the residue in the kitchen
closet of the Laury home. :

“This potato sack and this rope,” Chief
Rapp said to the detectives, “were from
the Laury home, according to Hanlon’s
report. What have you found out?”

Detective Tracy picked up the photo-
graphs of the dead woman’s neck. He
studied them and then handed them to
Detective Brazell.

“We learned,” Tracy said to the chief,
“that Mrs, Ames knew her killer. We
learned that she willingly walked out of
her house and apparently into the Laury
home.”

Chief Rapp shrugged and didn’t appear
impressed. “All of which,” he answered,
“means that we don’t know much more
than when we started.”

“Naturally we had to start from the
beginning,” Detective Tracy countered.

“The murder is two months old. The trail :

of the killer is cold. But I: think we
learned one very important fact at the
‘Ames house.” ‘
“What was that?” Chief Rapp asked.
“We learned several important things,”
Tracy continued. “First, by having the
son and daughter re-set the scene as it
was when their mother left the house,
we established that she left willingly and
only believed that she was going to be

gone a few minutes. .That eliminates -

completely any theory of a sex fiend. A
woman like Mrs. Ames wouldn't walk
out of the house at the request of a fiend
or even a stranger.”

Meaning?” Chief Rapp asked.

“That she knew ‘she was going to the
Laury home,” Tracy said, “and some-
where in that house we are going to get
our first clue to the mystery of how Mrs.
Ames’ body got up into that attic.”

Chief Rapp shook his head. “We’ve
questioned and requestioned Laury and
every member of his family. They are
not connected with the crime no matter
how you look at it.”

|W get our sbi: BRAZELL had com-
pleted his study of the photographs of
the murdered woman’s neck. He handed
them to Detective Tracy and pointed out
significant marks of the killer’s fingers.

“Yes, very interesting,” Tracy an-
swered. Then he said to the chief: “I
know that Laury or his family know
nothing about the murder of Mrs. Ames,
but the murder was committed in that
home and it is there that we are going
to find trace of the killer.

“The killer played a shrewd game. He
covered his tracks about as cleverly as
any killer ever did. He made only one
mistake. He choked Mrs. Ames with his
hands and these pictures show us some-
thing important about those hands. It
isn’t much to go on, but it is something.”

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Frank Jenner looked at his powerful
hands and then at the two detectives.
“All right,” he blurted out. “You got
me. I killed her because I needed money
and she was so well dressed I figured
she had money. I went over for Lucy
to take care of the kids’ lunch. They
didn’t come home and I got thinking how
I could lure Mrs. Ames out of her house.”
Then- calmly, coolly, he recited his

~ murder of Mrs. Ames, a story that caused ©

_ even the police veterans to shudder.

He had gone to the Ames house and
told Mrs. Ames that somebody wanted to
see her in the kitchen of the neighbor’s
home. Mrs. Ames went unsuspectingly
and when she was in the kitchen, ‘he hit
her over the head with a chair and then
choked her to death. He found the potato

‘sack and wrapped her body in that and

then put the cord around her throat. He
carried her up in the attic. After that he
went to her house and found her pocket-
book. © . '

The prisoner was taken back to Syra-
cuse. His explanation exonerated Lucy
Martin and the police were convinced
that she had_no remote suspicion that her
friend was a murderer.

On Apr. .26, 1939, he was brought to
trial. The jury took two votes and found
him guilty of murder in the first degree.
Judge Frank Malpass sentenced him to
die in the electric chair.

As this is written he sits in his cell in
the death house, at times staring mutely
at his powerful hands, the hands that
proved the one weak link in his perfect
murder plan,

Midnight Gunners

[Continued from page 47]

Raymond’s heart beat rapidly, for Thomp-
son’s hair was light and thin and draped
over a nearby chair was a bright check
suit. Here, according to a witness, was
_the vicious gunman who had slain Patrol-
man Brett.

But Thompson was a stir-hardened
criminal. To all questions he replied only
with a sneer.. He was taken to jail and
locked up in solitary.

“Now for. Brinkhurst,” said Raymond,
“and he’s another tough baby.”

It. was broad daylight now, and the
chance of a surprise raid less probable.
Therefore the aid of four hand-picked
city detectives was enlisted, Jim Bean,
Chester Smith, Frank Roberts and Frank
Beaumont.

Raymond stationed them outside Curly
Thompson’s room, with orders to arrest
any visitors who came. “I don’t think,”
he predicted, “that you'll find things so
slow.” % {

. Brinkhurst’s address proved to be that

of asmall frame house. “We can’t knock.

him off while his wife and children are
there,” said Raymond. So, hidden by a
building across. the street, the‘ officers
waited until a woman with a small boy
and girl left the cottage by the back door.

“Tt’s now or never,” said Hickok. They
drew their guns as they rushed across the
street and into the back entrance.

Brinkhurst, who lay sprawled on a bed,
found himself suddenly. staring into the
black muzzles of a sawed-off shotgun and
two pistols, He was handcuffed before
he realized what was happening. But
Raymond’s suspicion of the man being
tough was true. Under his pillows were
two loaded .38 revolvers. -. ‘

’ No sooner had Brinkhurst been jailed
than Detectives Bean and Smith appeared
with Jim Wheaton. He had walked non-

.|. chalantly into the trap at Curly Thomp-

son’s room. ;
‘-Erven, Raymond and Hickok had for-

gotten what sleep was like. But events °

were happening too quickly to allow time
out for even a nap. | Jesse- Wendell and
Cal Rowell were still free, and there were
three men to be questioned. ;

‘Wheaton, however, was the only man
who would talk. After a long interview
he confessed fully in an effort to save him-
self. He insisted that he and Cal Rowell
had been in the front seat, and neither had
fired a shot. He declared that Thompson
had run, only to turn and kill Brett with
his first shot, Fes eat ve

“Clester’s gun,” he added, “we buried
at Compton and 58th, but I wouldn’t
know the exact spot. I didn’t get out of
che’ Cate.

He insisted he knew nothirg of the
whereabouts of Rowell or Wendell, and
officers were convinced he spoke the
truth. There was nothing to do but
keep an alert “stake-out” on the rooms
of Thompson and the girls. Sure enough,
to Curly’s room sauntered Cal Rowell.
He was covered before he had time t
draw his gun. .

Rowell also figured that confession was
good for the soul and body. His state-
ment was almost exactly like Wheaton’s.
Both men vowed that their companions
had done all the shooting.

Brinkhurst.and Thompson were tight-
lipped. No amount of coaxing or ques-
tioning would bring forth any informa-
tion.

So far not a word of the desperadoes’
capture had reached the newspapers or
public. Now the-news suddenly leaked
out and blazed in giant headlines across
the daily papers. Praise’and congratula-
tions showered down upon the weary
Raymond, Hickok and Erven.

But these men were a long way from
being’ finished. Two days before Christ-
mas a telephone call found Raymond at
the auto club, “I see by the papers,”
drawled an anonymous voice, “that you’re
looking for Jesse Wendell.”

“Ves,” said Raymond.

“Well, his wife left him,” went on the
mysterious voice, “and she’s living out
in Compton. Merry Christmas!” The
receiver clicked.

“Fair enough!” Raymond chuckled to
himself, “but you might have waited until
I thanked, you.”

He went at once to Compton at the
southern edge of Los Angeles.

““You can catch Jesse for all I care,”
the wife told Raymond when he found

‘cher. “He and I are through.” Her pretty

face clouded at her memories.

“Can you think of where he might be?”
Raymond urged gently.

“Well,” she said thoughtfully, “I believe
he’d try to get back to Oklahoma where
his friends are. Here’s his picture and the
license. number of his Ford coupe. I
don’t know any more than that.”

‘Raymond thanked her and hurried to
police headquarters. He was still the
avenger of Brett and Clester.

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Chief Rapp looked at the three photo-
graphs of the victim. Two showed the
marks of the killer’s fingers on her throat.
The picture of the right side of the throat
showed a blurred indentation where ap-
parently the thumb of the strangler
bruised the flesh. This mark was on the
ridge of the neck muscles.

The mark on the left side of the neck
was a long thin line that went to the
rear. The third picture of the front of
the neck showed a wide abrasion on the
swollen and dark flesh.

“Yes,” Chief Rapp said, “these marks

_ are interesting but it will take a lot

more than this to break this case.”

Tracy and Brazell next went to. the
Laury home. The housekeeper was there
and a phone call to the state highway
commission brought Mr. Laury to his
home, eager to aid in clearing the mys-
tery.

The detectives went up into the attic.
They measured the distance from the trap
door to the spot where the body had been
found and the distance between the open
rafters.

After that they measured the trap door
opening and the length of the ladder
leading to it. When this had been com-
pleted, they Had diagrams of the stairs,
the trap door, the open rafters in the
attic, and the spot where the body was
found.

“Now,” Detective Tracy said, “we
should be able to do some figuring. With

DETECTIVE

these measurements we should be able to
determine something of the build, the
height and the weight of the person who
carried the body up that ladder.”

The scheme seemed fantastic yet the
officers knew that the body of Mrs. Ames
had been carried up that ladder by one
person because there wasn’t room enough
for two persons to work at the trap door
and ladder.

Then they assumed that the killer had
carried the body, wrapped in the potato
sack, on his shoulder. Working from this
theory they thought that the killer was
on his knees once through the trap door
and that he laid the body down by the
movement of reaching out with his arms.

The width between the rafters told
the detectives that it would have been
impossible for a person on his knees and
with a weight on his shoulders, to have
crawled across the open rafters.

“So,” Detective Tracy deducted, “the
killer crawled through the trap door, and
leaned forward as far as he could and
laid down his bundle of death. Working
on this theory,-we can figure pretty ac-
curately the length of the killer’s body
and get. a fairly accurate estimate of his
height.”

The figures indicated that the killer
was over 6 feet tall, with long and power-
ful arms.

“To get through the trap door with
the body,” Detective Brazell added, “the
killer couldn’t have’ been a very heavy

man. That is, he is a man more than 6
feet tall, with a lithe and panther-like
body.”

While Tracy and Brazell were making
their examination of the attic, Mr. Laury
and his housekeeper were downstairs.
The two detectives went down to the
front room when they had completed their
work on the second floor.

“Mr. Laury,” Detective Tracy said,
“are you in the habit of leaving your
home unlocked when you and your
housekeeper jeave ?”

‘The man said he was not and asked
the reason for the question.

“The answer is simple enough,” Tracy
replied. “Both of you were away from
this house the day Mrs. Ames was mur-
dered. She was murdered in this house,
likely in this very room. The killer used
a potato sack from the kitchen. Yet how
did he get into the house?

“You have two young children,” De-
tective Tracy continued. “Who got their
lunch that day ?”

“Lucy got their lunch,” the house-
keeper said. “She always got their lunch
when I was away.”

“Who is Lucy ?” Tracy asked.

“Lucy Martin is a country girl who
once worked for us. She is a young girl
who has been working around at different
places’ in Syracuse for the past few
months.”

“Lucy Martin?” Detective Tracy re-
peated. “Why wasn’t she mentioned
before? This is the first time the police
have heard about her.”

ut E DIDN’T mention her,” Laury

cut in, “because it didn’t seem im-
portant. Surely you don’t think that this
girl, who is very small and not strong,
could have killed Mrs. Ames ?”

“How long did she stay in the house
after she got the lunch?” Detective Tracy
asked.

“She only came here to get the chil-
dren’s lunch,” the housekeeper explained.
“She was working for a lawyer, and she
didn’t have much time as she had to get
back to her work.”

“Did you ever see Lucy Martin after
that day?” Tracy asked.

“Yes, I saw her several times,” the
housekeeper said, “and she never men-
tioned anything about Mrs. Ames or any-
thing about anybody else being in the
house.”

Tracy and Brazell asked a few other
questions. Ten minutes later they left
the house.

“T’l] check up on Lucy Martin,” De-
tective Brazell said to Tracy when they
were out of the house. “You go back to
headquarters and see if we have any
information about her there.” .

Tracy went to headquarters and found
there was no record of Lucy Martin.
However he found several new develop-
ments in the mystery. Reports had come
that Mrs. Ames had received a long dis-
stance phone call the morning of her
murder, a call that had come from New
York City.

The telephone company made a check

[Continued on page 79]

JUSTICE!
The strangler, Jenner, in court. Standing in front
of Judge Homer Walsh’s bench, left to right, court
attendant; Richard Byrne, the chief defense counsel;
Jenner; and a member of the district attorney’s staff,

Laurey looked annoyed, because he was certain that
the roof had sprung a leak, an inconvenient thing to
have happen in the winter.

He went’ up the ladder to the space between the roof
and the top floor to see how bad the leak was. He pushed
the trap door open, stuck his head through it, waving
a flashlight around.

What he saw caused him to grab the ladder to keep
from falling. Within a few feet of him was a burlap
sack, and in this he saw the decomposed body of a
woman.

J NSPECTOR Callahan and Detective Carilse got to

the Laurey home ten: minutes after he called head-
quarters. Fingerprint expert Patrick J. Hanlon, Coroner
Mack and the police photographers followed.

The body was taken downstairs. Within a half an hour
the dead woman had been identified as Florence Ames,
through fingerprints and the ring on her right hand.

Inspector Callahan said to Laurey: “What do you
know about this body?”. ;

“My God!” Laurey cried. “I don’t know anything!”

“A body doesn’t get in an attic like that without the
owner knowing something about it,” -the inspector
retorted. ‘

Laurey sat down wearily. The shock of finding the
body was bad enough, but to be questioned about it
was even worse.

“I tell you I don’t know anything about the body,”’
he repeated. “I am as puzzled as you are. Mrs. Ames
would come here whenever she wished. Yet on the
afternoon she disappeared, and I assume that was when
she was killed, there wasn’t anybody here. I was at
work, and you can check that. Mrs. Angell, who takes
care of the children, took a day off and hired a girl to
do that work. This girl took the children downtown to
see the Christmas windows.”

“Who was this girl?”

“PH have to ask Mrs. Angell because I forget.”

Mrs. Angell was brought to’ the Laurey home. “The
girl was Mary Horton,” she explained to the Inspector.
“I hired her for that day. She took the children down-
town, and wasn’t here.”

The autopsy on the decomposed body wasn’t very
satisfactory because there was hardly enough left to
determine the cause of death. Doctor Mack, however,
did find traces of bruises on. the little flesh remaining on
the throat, and he said that Florence Ames had been
strangled.

In the next few hours the Syracuse police had per-

haps the most baffling murder mystery ever handed to
them. A check-up on Laurey tended to eliminate him
completely as a suspect although the body was found in
his house. His reputation was impeccable. At his place
of employment, Inspector Callahan found that he had
been at his job until five-thirty and had only arrived
home a few minutes before Millard and Sylvia Ames
had come over to his house to ask about their mother.
The children-had been home for sometime, and Miss
Horton had left.

Inspector Callahan checked on the husband of Mrs.
Ames, Millard Ames Jr. He was found to be living in
another city and when contacted, stated he hadn’t been
in Syracuse for two years and hadn’t seen or written
to his former wife for ten years. Mr. Ames’ reputation
was also excellent.

The next day Inspector Callahan got an unexpected
break in the case. Mrs. Angell recalled that when she
returned home, she had found a package for Mrs. Ames.
Due to the disappearance of Mrs. Ames, Mrs. Angell had
forgotten all about the package.

When Inspector Callahan and Detective Carilse
examined ‘the package, they found it had been sent
by a department store. Detective Carilse went to this
store, questioned the package room, and was finally told
that Freddie Fry, an eighteen-year-old delivery boy,
had handled the package.

Freddie was brought into the delivery room. He was
nervous and frightened at being in the presence of a
detective.

“I just delivered the package,” he explained. “I rang
the bell, and somebody inside told me to put it on the
table. I did and left.”

“What time was this?”

“About three o’clock.”

“Three o’clock,”’ Detective Carilse repeated. “That
must have been about the time Mrs. Ames was mur-
dered. Did you see this person?”

“T didn’t see anybody. This person told me to put the
package on the table in the hallway.”

“Was it a man or a woman?”

“IT don’t know. It was a funny voice, either a man
talking in a high voice, or a woman—I don’t know which.
I didn’t wait to see. I had a lot of other packages to
deliver.”

“Did you hear any other sounds coming from inside
the house?”

“I only heard that: funny-sounding voice,” Freddie
answered. ,
“Would you recognize the voice again?”

“I don’t know. That was a couple months ago.”
“T want you to go to headquarters with me to hear

‘some people talk.” .

Freddie went to headquarters with Detective Carilse.
He listened to Laurey and Mrs. Angell talk, and shook
his head. “It wasn’t either of them,” he said. “I’m sure
of that.”

MEANWHILE, Inspector Callahan was trying to de-
termine an important fact in the case. Where had
Mrs. Ames been killed? Technicians were in the Laurey
and Ames houses, applying tests to bring out traces
of bloodstains. They found none in either home, and
this angle of the mystery was becoming as bewildering
as the murder itself when Detective Carilse walked
into headquarters with Freddie Fry.
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hands, gulped as a feeling of nausea came to the pit
of his stomach, and stared at the body of the woman
that lay on the floor in front of him.

His breath was coming in short gasps, and perspir-
ation stood out on his face. He let his hands drop to
his side as he struggled to collect his whirling thoughts.
The dead woman’s mouth was gaping open and the
eyes were mocking him.

Jenner was young, in his early twenties, a roustabout
who had worked as a lumberjack in Vermont. He had
been in trouble before, plenty of it, but this was his
first experiencé with murder. The woman lying at
his feet was Mrs. Florence Ames, a comely fifty-year-
old mother, who didn’t look much over thirty-five.

A few minutes before she had been in her home at
116 Steadman Street, Syracuse. New York, ironing
some clothes for her daughter Sylvia. She had gone to
the home of Anthony Laurey, next door, because she
was expecting a package to be delivered there from
a department store. She planned to be out and she
wanted Mrs. Angell, who took care of the Laurey
children, to accept it for her.

For weeks a slayer hid the body
of a murdered woman in the
home of a law-abiding neighbor

A series of peculiar events had placed Frank Jenner
in the Laurey home at‘that moment. Mrs. Angell had
wanted a day off, and she hired Mary Horton, a young
girl who worked in the neighborhood, to take care of
the children. It was December 14, 1938, and Miss
Horton wanted to do some early Christmas shopping.
She took the children downtown with her.

Jenner was a friend of Miss Horton and not knowing
that she had gone downtown he had called at the Laurey
home to see her. He went inside, found no one there,
and decided to look the house over. His one problem
at that moment was to get some money. Not a great
deal. He had to leave Syracuse in a hurry, because of
some minor trouble.

It was then that Mrs. Ames walked into the house.
Her attractive clothes and everything about her in-
dicated money. She didn’t see Jenner until he had had
a chance to look her over.

The idea of murder didn’t frighten Jenner—at first.
Crime had always been easy to him. So he reasoned
that murder would be just as easy. He couldn’t
take a chance on arguing with Mrs. Ames. The police
were looking for him, and his presence in the Laurey

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his guilt in minor thefts, but wondered why so many
officers wanted to question him about such small jobs.

home would definitely connect him with Mary Horton.

Mary had no suspicion of his criminal record. She
thought he was a high-type youth, and was in love
with him. Jenner didn’t return that love. He found
Mary a certain help in his activities, a cover-up that
could sometime prove valuable.

So he made up his mind quickly
when he saw Mrs. Ames. His huge
hands reached for her throat. She was
dead before she knew what was hap-
pening.

But murder hadn’t been as easy as
Jenner had expected. It had done
something to him. It left him weak and geguees
trembling. His mind whirled crazily.
There had been a thrill, a sensation
that he never felt before as his fingers
closed around Florence Ames’ throat
and he heard bones snap. Her body
slumping against him as she sank down
with a weak moan had also done
something to him.

This feeling had passed swiftly and
left only terror and ghastly fear. Mur-
der! This one word beat in his dizzy
brain. He would have to flee now, and
keep running. The haunting outline
of the electric chair mixed -with the’
other hideous images in his brain.

Then suddenly he felt better. The
cunning that comes to every murderer,

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when the first shock is over, came to his rescue. He
stopped breathing heavily and his brain cleared. The
dead woman on the floor didn’t bother him. He re-
membered that he had to have money. He grabbed her
pocketbook, which had fallen to the floor. There were
three five-dollar bills and two ones and some silver.
He scooped the money out and slipped it in his pocket.

Tt WASN’T much, but it would get him a long way

: from Syracuse. He started to leave the house. He
stopped suddenly, looked back at the dead woman. If
he left her in plain sight there would be a murder inves-
tigation, and there might be a remote chance that he
would be connected with Mary Horton. This would
lead to questioning.

He looked around the first floor. There wasn’t any
place to hide a body there. The cellar was possible, but
somehow bodies are always found quickly in cellars. He
knew the layout of the house, which was typical of
many in Syracuse. There was a small space between
the roof and the top floor. It could scarcely be called
an attic, because there was no floor and the roof came
down so close to the beams a man couldn’t stand up.

In the kitchen he found several sacks. Using these

-to wrap around the body, he bundled it up, tossed it

over his shoulder, and started upstairs.

A small ladder led to the space between the roof and
the ceiling of the second floor. He went up this ladder,
pushed open the trap door, and tossed the body of the
dead woman on the debris that had gathered on the
beams.

When he got downstairs, he was feeling elated at his
plan. He looked around to make sure he had left no
clues behind. He was humming to himself.

Then suddenly this humming stopped and every nerve

‘in his body froze. The doorbell rang. The terror he

had first experienced came back to him. His body was
trembling and he couldn’t stop it.

The bell rang again, this time louder. Jenner tiptoed
out in the hallway and said in a high falsetto voice; ‘‘Who
is it?”

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unlocked.”

He darted into the living room. He heard the door
open as the delivery boy walked inside and placed the
package on the table. The seconds seemed like cen-
turies to Jenner. Then the door closed and the delivery
boy left.

Jenner left the house by a back door. Outside he
looked around, made sure nobody saw him and then
walked across the alley to the next street. He was
smiling to himself. He had always prided himself on
his ability to talk in a falsetto voice. It had worked
like a charm, and nobody would know that a man had
been in the house.

He felt the money in his pocket. This pleased him. In
a few hours he would be away from Syracuse. It
would be days, perhaps, weeks before the body would
be discovered. -

And by that time he would be in the clear.

I’m busy right now. The door is

ie WAS six o’clock that evening when Sylvia and
Millard, the children of Mrs. Ames, arrived home.
They were eighteen and twenty, respectively. Their
father had divorced their mother when they were chil-
dren and the mother had worked hard to give them an
education and start them out in life with good jobs. They
were deeply appreciative of what their mother had
done for them, and when they got good jobs, they in-
sisted she stop working and let them carry the burden.

On this December afternoon they had gone shopping
to get their mother her Christmas present, and they
were excited and happy, as they burst in the house.
Sylvia called out: “Mother.”

There was no answer, and dane ‘and Millard looked

around the room.
What they saw gave them a pang of worry. The

iron was on the ironing board, and still connected.
Their mother’s coat and hat and rubbers were in the
closet and, since there was a heavy snow outside, they
knew she couldn’t have gone far. They ran outside to
the neighbors, but none had seen her. At the Laurey
home they found ‘Anthony Laurey and the children.
They said they had seen nothing of Mrs. Ames.

The Ames children got dinner and waited. The hours
passed slowly and their fears increased. Finally, at
eleven o’clock, they called the Syracuse police and re-
ported the disappearance of their mother.

Detective Frank Carilse arrived at the home.. tried
to assure the frightened son and daughter that their

‘mother apparently had gone to some neighbor’s house

and would return.

She didn’t come back that night or the next. The
police checked all hospitals. A search of the city was
started. But no trace of the missing Florence Ames was
found. The theory that she might have walked out of
the house and got lost in the storm was advanced. The
Boy Scouts took up the search of the countryside. The
police worked on the possibility that Mrs. Ames had
suddenly suffered an attack of amnesia. Her descrip-
tion was broadcast over the East.

‘TC months passed and no trace of the missing
mother was found. On the evening of February 17th,
1939; Anthony Laurey was sitting in the study of his

home. His little son was playing upstairs with his
sister.

The boy came.running down the stairs. “‘Daddy!” he
cried. “Come upstairs and see the snow man we found!

It’s on the ceiling of the spare bedroom.”

To humor his son, Laurey went upstairs. The boy
pointed to the ceiling. There was a dark stain on it
which had formed in an image similar to a snow man.

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So she had to be put up there while you
were gone.”
Mrs. Nelson regarded the lawmen help-

lessly, “I suppose so,” she said. “I re- :

— that day well.”

“Would you, mind going back over
everything that you did after you came
back to the house?” Detective Brazell re-
quested.

“Certainly,” she said. “I ‘recall that
with the bundles in my hands, things I'd
bought at the stores, I had a little trouble
getting my key out and opening the door.
I picked up a package on the table—”

Detective Brazell interrupted the house-
keeper. “What package—one you had
-brought with you from the stores?”

“No,” the woman said, frowning. “I
never thought of it before, but that pack-
age wasn't on the table when I left. Some-
One must have left it there while I was
out.”

“Do you remember what was in it?”
Brazell asked. :

“I never opened it. It was addressed to
Florence Ames. I took it to her house and
gave it to her daughter the next day.”

hatever the parcel had contained, its
Presence in a locked house was Signifi-
cant. Tracy and Brazell left Mrs. Nelson
abruptly and walked actoss the short lawn
between the Ellsworth and Ames places.
The young daughter was at home.

“What package?” Miss Ames repeated
when Brazcll inquired about it. “Oh—
yes! Mrs. Nelson brought it over the next
morning. Mother had bought a Christmas
gift for my brother at Dey Brothers and I
Suppose they delivered it to Mr. Ells-
worth’s house for some reason. I can’t
imagine why.”

“We'll find out why,”. Tracy promised.
He and Brazell returned to their car and
drove toward the Dey Brothers store.

hp manager of the establishment
speedily brought out the shipping
records of December 14th when the de.
tectives told him what they wanted. “I
hope we can help you,” he said dubiously.

He ran through a sheaf of customers’
bills, and finally picked one out. “Here it
is, December 14th. The customer is Ames
at 116 Stedman. The driver’s notation
Says no one was at home—so he left the
package with the next door neighbor, 120
Stedman.”

“We'd like to talk to that driver,”

Tracy said.
‘ The manager picked up the telephone
and called the shipping department of
the store. Five minutes later a clean-cut
young man walked in.

“Do you remember delivering a pack-
age to Ames at 116 Stedman last Decem-
ber 14th?” Brazell asked without delay.

The driver gazed at the officer reflec-
tively. “Ames? That’s the woman they
found murdered, isn’t it?” Brazell nodded

_ and the employe hesitated a moment be-

fore ‘continuing. “Yes,” he said. “I recall
it now. Nobody was home. I took it to
the house next door.”
_ “Who let you in there?”

do you want?’ I called out that I wanted
to leave a package for the people next
door, and would it be okay, So this wom-
an, anyway it sounded like a woman,

said, ‘Okay, just leave it on the hall

table.’”

“Why did you say it sounded like a
woman?” Tracy asked.

“Well,” the driver said, “it was a high
voice, like a woman's, but rather hoarse—
as an she had a cold.”

“Could it have been a man pretending
to be a woman?” Tracy suggested. “You
didn’t see the person, did you?”

“I didn’t think of that,” the young man
exclaimed. “I just opened the door, put
the package on the table and walked out.
Like you say, it could have been a man
disguising his voice like a girl's.”

“What time was all this, do you re-

“call?” Brazell asked.

The driver pointed to a corner of the
bill Brazell was still holding: The time of
delivery was marked there as ten-thirty
A.M,

“Maybe this “does prove something,”
Brazell mused. “Look. The neighbors saw
no suspicious strangers hanging around.
Also, Mrs. Nelson left her house locked,
but still somebody got in. And when she
returned the house was locked again. Get
it?”

Tracy shook his head slowly. Brazell
continued. “That somebody—not a total
Stranger, mind you, of the neighbors
might have paid more attention to him—

had a key to the house. Obviously, that.

person was a man, for only a man would
be strong enough to carry a body up a
ladder the way Mrs. Ames was, and only
a man would try to cover up his voice by
trying to sound like a woman. He wasn't
Ellsworth, we're sure of that—so who
was he?”

Brazell didn’t wait for an answer to
his final question. He went back to the
police car, started it impatiently, and
drove rapidly with Tracy back to Sted-
man Street. He halted before Number
120 and they got out. Mrs. Nelson an-
swered Brazell’s ring.

“Mrs. Nelson,” the detective began as

soon as he walked inside, “who, beside
you and Mr. Ellsworth, has a key to the’

house?”

The housekeeper frowned in thought.
“Nobody, I’m sure. Wait a minute.” She
scurried back to the kitchen, and the offi-
cers could hear the sound of the handling
of a set of keys. Mrs. Nelson returned
quickly, holding a key chain.

“Mabel had a key, of course.-But I had
to check to see for sure if she forgot to
return it when she left,” Mrs. Nelson
said,

“Mabel? Who's Mabel?” Brazell asked.

.Mabel Carter, they were told, was a
young blonde-haired girl, a domestic
worker, who had boarded at the Ellsworth
home. She had married a former lumber-
jack, Frank Jenner, who also had lived
with his wife for a brief period before
leaving to return. to the logging country.
Instead of going with her husband, Mabel
had remained in Syracuse to work for an
attorney. She had, however, moved out
of the Ellsworth home. The - housekeeper
didn’t know the girl’s present address, or
the name of her feves employer.

“This Frank Jenner,” Brazell said,
“what did he look like?” Nes

Mrs. Nelson described Jenner as a tall,
husky fellow with blond hair. He was
a rather handsome young man.

“This may be just the lead we're look-
ing for, Don,” Brazell remarked to Tracy
as they were leaving. “My guess is that
we'll be able to trace Mabel easier than
Frank Jenner. ‘Let's see if she’s registered
with any of the domestic help agencies.”

At the third office they tried, the pro-
prietor had a Mabel Carter on file, but
not a Mabel Carter Jenner. As the resi-
dence noted on the Carter registrant's
card was 120 Stedman Street, the detec-
tives were itive they had found the
right girl. The final entry on the card
showed that Mabel had stayed on her
last job for’ little more than a week the
previous December—leaving it on the 14th!

“It’s a strange coincidence that she
should quit her job on that particular
day,” Tracy remarked to Brazell. “We've

_ got to find her.”

The last employer of Mabel Carter, or

Mabel Carter Jenner, was an attorney.

well known in Syracuse. The officers rec-
ognized the name immediately, and they
drove to the man’s business address. The
resultant interview was short. The lawyer
told them that he had wondered why the
girl left after working such a brief time.
But Mabel had informed the lawyer's
wife that she was going back to her home
in Littleton, New Hampshire, because her
husband, whom she described as a lum-
berjack, had gotten work in that section.

UT WAS nearly evening by the time the
detectives checked back at headquar-
ters. They went directly to the chief's of-
fice, and soon Rapp was listening to a
full report of his subordinates’ activities.

“I think you may be right,” he said
when the detectives had concluded. “The
gitl holds the key, literally and figura-
tively, to this case. Let's call the Littleton
authorities immediately.”

Suiting action to the word, Chief Rapp
put a phone call through to the New
Hampshire town, and in a few minutes
he was talking to Police Chief Van Gard-
ner, who promised to check immediately
While the Syracuse officials awaited word
from the Néw Hampshire town,’ Chief
Gardner got busy at once. He had heard

that Mabel Carter had come back to town ;

some weeks ago, but he hadn’t known she
had married Frank Jenner. Nobody in
town had known it, either. Gardner sum-
moned Deputies Ed Buck and George
Richter and asked them to start a search
for the girl.

For several hours the local switchboard
was busy while the three men called peo-
ple far miles around, seeking some word
of the Carter girl's whereabouts. It was
getting late when Gardner finally put the
phone down, a wry smile on his face.

“Okay, George and Ed,” he said quiet-
ly. “I know where she is. We're going
for a ride"?

In the chief's car, the trio sped deep
into the New Hampshire hills for more
than hour. Often the roads they took
were rutted and bumpy. They stopped at
last before a neat farmhouse.

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asked.

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ago to——”’ .
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den opening of the door. A blond, power-
parreay man stood in the doorway. Si-
lently he surveyed the three, officers. He

* seemed undecided—whether to come .in

or dash out again. Chief Gardner made
up the man’s mind. He slid out his ser-
vice revolver.

“All right, Jenner,” Gardner said, put-
ting the gun in line with one of the man’s
shirt buttons. “Sit down over here.’ He
motioned to a chair with the gun.

His face sullen and dark with fear,
Jenner shuffled toward the chair the off-
cer had indicated, and sat down wood-
enly:
“What do: you guys want, anyhow?”
he growled hostilely. “Gy

Gardner apprajsed Frank Jenner coolly

for a few seconds. He saw a young man
whose chief asset was obviously muscular
strength, not strength of character. Gard-
ner's dry, matter-of-fact voice shattered
the strained silence. “Jenner, you killed
Florence Ames, didn’t, you?”
_ It was more an accusation than’ a ques-
tion. “The Syracuse police know you're
the man they want. No doubt about. it,”
Gardner went on in his calm, inexorable
way. “They have evidence. They know
why and how you did it. How you
strangled her with your bare‘hands. They
know everything.”

The lumberjack’s mouth compressed

tightly. Gardner’s totally unexpected bar-,

rage of words had destroyed his bravado.
He stared back at the chief, then down at
the unwavering muzzle of the revolver.
Suddenly, his lips began to’ work ner-
vously and his body. trembled. His voice
was husky and strained when he finally
spoke.

“Yeah, I did it,” he said hoarsely. “I
‘thought she had lots of dough. I used to

see her all dressed up like a million bucks
—a real stunner. Me, I always was broke.”
Frank Jenner told how he planned on
coming back to see’ Florence Ames’ after
he and Lucy had left the Ellsworth house.
The attractive housewife had been on his
mind, and finally he returned on the morn-
ing of December 14th. He had the key to
the house at 120 Stedman Street which
Mabel had forgotten to give back. He
had stolen it from Mabel’s pocketbook.
Jenner said he arrived at the Ellsworth
house shortly’ after ten A.M. Nobody was
home, and he had entered, then sat
around: for a while trying to figure out
how to go about trapping Florence Ames
alone. He had been looking out the side
window, studying Florence’s. house, when
he saw the Dey Brothers delivery car pull
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Ames bell, then suddenly started over to
Number 120, At first Jenner was worried
over this unexpected development, so he
Stayed in the Litchen when the delivery
man rang. Jenner simulated a woman’s

voice when he called out for the man to.

leave the parcel.

Florence Ames returned home not long
afterward, and Jenner waited perhaps
half an hour before telephoning next door
and telling the woman that she could pick
up her package there. The unsuspecting
victim thus was lured into the trap. She
came over promptly, and Jenner escorted
her to the kitchen. There the lumberjack
contrived to get behind the woman. He'd
waited for just that moment of unpre-
paredness on her part. He swiftly picked
up a chair and smashed her over the head.

“She tried to fight back,” the self-con-
fessed killer related, “but she was too
weak. I grabbed her around the neck and
choked her hard. Then I pot the ladder
from the cellar and picke up some old
rags, too. I carried her upstairs, set the
ladder up and hid her in the attic under
the rags.”

Following the killing, Jenner had gone
to Florence Ames’ house and searched
about for money. He found her purse,
and left after emptying it.

“How much did you yet?" Gardner
asked,

The husky young man shrugged. “Two
dollar bills, “and maybe half a buck
change.” .

ARDNER now ordered Jenner to
empty his pockets. - Wonderingly,
the lumberjack pulled some silver from
his trouser pockets, a large knife, a wallet,
a_ handkerchief and, lastly, a key ring.
Gardner took the articles from him, but
his gaze lingered on the ring. Four keys
hung from it. The sheriff was curious to
know which key had admitted Jenner to
the house where he had committed mur-
der, He asked Jenner if he could point it
out.
“Sure, it’s that one,” Jenner said, non-
chalantly indicating the key without hesi-

tation. He didn’t realize that this piece of '

metal could forge a powerful link in the
murder case which would be prepared
against him,

Mabel Carter, it developed, was not
Frank Jenner's wife. Though she had
been with him in Syracuse, and later fol-
lowed him northward, she had had no
knowledge of his fearful crime. The lovel
and deluded girl stared at Jenner with
shock and disgust as he unfolded his
macabre tale.

The next day extradition Papers were

signed for the powerful lumberjack, and.

Syracuse officers were sent to Littleton to
take him back.to New York State. Jenner,
on the return journey, was taciturn and
sneering. He didn’t care to say anything
further about the killing, but he did admit

that the noose he had placed about his .

victim’s throat was purely an after-
thought. “In case I hadn't finished her
off down, in the kitchen,” he said cal-
lously.

In Syracuse, meantime, Detectives
Brazell and Tracy had ‘unearthed addi-
tional evidence against Jenner. Two

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sons were found who had seen Jenner in
the neighborhood just before ten o'clock
on the morning of December 14th. They
had thought ag of it and thus hadn't
remembered to tell the detectives about
him. To ‘them, Jenner wasn’t a stranger
but a former boarder at the Ellsworth
house.

The state prepared its case against
Frank Jenner with care. His trial before
Circuit Judge Frank M. Malpass started
on April 26th, 1939. The district attorney
soon crushed Jenner's thin defense and
the jury was so convinced that it returned
a verdict Of guilty after deliberating but
half an hour. Judge Malpass, on May
4th, sentenced the man who had killed a
woman for “two dollars and maybe half
a buck change” to die in Sing Sing’s
electric chair.

On the a dey. Frank Jenner
walked stoically to the lethal chair and
paid the penalty for his heinous crime. a

Note: The names Cynthia Nelson, Robert
Ellsworth and Mabel Carter, are fictitious
40 protect the identities of persons inno-
cently involved in the investigation,

_ THREE MILLIONS FOR MINNIE

(Continued from page 23)

on the charge of perjury—lying to the
State Corporation Commission in 1946
about the building and loan company’s
assets. She was convicted on this charge,
and was sentenced to 10 years in prison.
On May 2ist, 1956, Minnie pleaded guilty
to 12 indictments, including a charge that
she had. embezzled more than twice the
amount stolen in the Brink’s robbery, one
of the most celebrated of recent big-time
burglaries,

Minnie tearfully admitted that she had
given much of the money away over the
Period of 20 years. State's Attorney Lin-
wood Tabb described her as “one of the
most generous people—with other people’s
money.” ;

por Lawrence Bullock has withheld
Passing sentence on Minnie, while await-
ing a probationary report, but the world’s
Bteatest female thief can receive a maxi-
mum—in addition to the 10 years already
facing her—of 120 years in prison. |

BEAUTIFUL BLONDE AND THE

HOLLYWOOD THEFT RING
(Continued from page 31)

there was no one in the big one-story
house at night. The maid had found the
place looted when she came to work in
the morning and called the Secretary.

Detective Lieutenant Grover H. Arm-
strong and Sergeants Jack Hooper, R. L.
Kinney and R. T. Anderson hurried up
to the canyon home to take over the in-
vestigation, aes

Miss Moorehead and the * Douglases,
who were contacted by telephone, esti-
mated the loss at $50,000.. Among the
stolen items were a $2,750 mink jacket,
$2,500 emerald and diamong ring, $2,500
sapphire and ruby ring, and $1,500 mink
stole, and other furs, jewelry, clothin
and cameras. An exotic item was the pink

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*& MODERN technology has wrought many miracles, but
still has not replaced the modern housewife; not to her hus-
band at least, nor to her sons and daughters while they are
young enough to remain at home. No machine has yet made
the housewife expendable, and if there was it is doubtful if
her husband, would settle for the substitute. Despite this,
housewives risk their life, limbs and virtue daily, taking
chances that would unnerve a steeplejack were he placed in
the same position. For housewives daily open their door to
route salesmen and bill collectors, any one of whom may be a

housewife

sex maniac in disguise. So it's not surprising when a house-
wife loses both honor and her life.

The first breadwinner to reach Number 116 Stedman
Street, Syracuse, New York, after work was a young mechan-
ical engineer, who was mildly puzzled when he found the
house empty. In the kitchen, however, the ironing board
was set up, and the iron on it was still plugged in. Yet at-
tractive Mrs. Florence Ames was nowhere about—and there
was no note advising why she had gone out or where. The
engineer waited a restless hour until his sister came home

POLICE FILES

August, 1963,

The electric iron
was on,

her hat, coat and
purse in the closet.
For two months
police tried to
figure out

her baffling,
mid-winter
disappearance

from her job, then explained the silent house and strange
absence. The girl and her brother began phoning neighbors
and friends, but none of the persons called had seen Florence
Ames that day. She was their mother.

The two worried young people explored the house and
found two signs that added to their growing apprehensions.
Florence Ames’ hat, coat and overshoes were found in the
closet—and outside a December snow blanketed the streets.
The second discovery was that her pocketbook, which had
also been left behind, was empty. The two young people
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were now genuinely alarmed for their mother.

“I'm sure Mother had money this morning,” the son said.
“I think we'd better inform the police about this.”

Detective Earl Nichols arrived at the Ames house close to
ten o’clock that evening and listened solemnly to their story.
Afterward, he went over the house with them, but no indi-
cations as to why Mrs. Ames had departed so abruptly could
be found. Detective Nichols returned to headquarters after
assuring the young Ames that everything possible would be
done by the police to find their mother. The following mor-
ning, when Florence Ames still hadn’t appeared at her home
and routine missing persons procedures turned up no trace
of her, Chief William Rapp dispatched Nichols and several
other detectives to question people in the Stedman Street
neighborhood.

“A woman couldn't walk out of her house and vanish into
thin air,” Rapp said. “Somebody saw her—and I want that
somebody located.”

The detectives found somebody, a woman who had seen
Florence Ames on the street around ten a.M. They had
chatted briefly, she said, and Mrs. Ames had walked on.
That was all she knew. (Continued on page 49)

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ao retires or dies, his badge

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quarters.
Eventually It {s Issued toa
newcomer to the force.
But there are exceptions.
Ten badges hang in an
honor roll display in the Pub-
lic Safety Building, never

_ again to be worn.

They are the badges of the
10 Rochester policemen killed
in line of duty.

Police Bureau officials say

neither the badges nor the
badge numbers ever again

mata eae en Hatnemgninne ae tee ae

¢ ~_ glicemen s Badges

D.&C, DEC 28 1969. ~ ee wes

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will be {issued to macaw’ of
the force.
The honor roll:

altrolman Louis Gommen- ~
ginger, 35, Tather of three; fa-

tally shot Pree hot a
State Stree ouse
when he tried to arrest a man
who had leh a shot towarda
erowd in the street. His slayer
was . sentenced to life in

ison. ~, meetin

rolman William P.
O’Neil, 47, father of four; fa-

tally shot Dec. 29, 1888, on
Adams Street by a man he
had arrested on a warrant in-

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a ” WATT, Elmer, white, 18, electrocutéd
a7 Sing Sing (Monroe) Juky. 30,

1920.

; in Garson Avenue.

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volving a family dispute. The
slayer was committed to a
mental hospital.

Patrolman Frank. Ford, 36;
fafally sat May 18, 1912, ina
North Stree™OUartiife nouse

as he attempted to arrest a
man accused of threatening a

* woman witha gun. The slayer

was electrocuted.

Patrolman James H. Upton,
30; shot to death March 19,
1919, as he was pursuing a
man trom a store in Plymouth

_ Avenue South. Police said an

attempt had been made to set

‘fire to the store in a climax to

a business rivalry. A suspect,
arrested in 1921 following a
gun battle between bootleg-
gers, served 14 years in
prison.

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Patrolman William A.
rien, of two; shot in
the heart May 2, 1919, by a
burglar fleeite® lorra house

year-old was cnvicted of
murder and electrocuted.

of two; injured fa-
, 1931, in a 2-car
t Avenue and
as he was

r to the

tally June

Barton Street.

Detective Victor Woodhead,
40, father of ‘one; fatally shot

Nov. J2,_1932, in a Stillson -
treet garage as he was trying

to arrest a suspect in a $500

the the Chamber of Com-
merce. A 23-year-old man was
sentenced to life in prisgn.
trolman James T. Volz,
her of two; killed Sept.
when he was struck
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ffic at Main Street
East and Ayince Street as an
audience wa\ leaving the Au-
ditorium Theater following a
stage performance of ‘The
Moon Is Down.”

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atrolman Harold V. Shaw,
36, father ol two; fatally shot |

Dec. 11, 1959, as he investi-
gated a burePiry at an oil
company office in Ambrose
Street. Two men are serving

life terms in prison for the |

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2 NEW YORK CRIMINAL 2,0
JEFFERSON, Alexander, black, hanged at Brooklyn, New York, on August 1, 168.

"Gel-188), - Alexander Jefferson, the negro, who, in jealous rage, killed Henry Hicks and
Emma Jackson, also agers and nearly killed Anna Jackson and slightly wounded his brother,
Celestial Jefferson, at “rs, Jackson's residence on Buffalo Ste, Brooklyny Ne Ye, was
hanged this morning in the presence of 00 spectators, Before his execution -he handed the
sheriff a list of persons to whom he wished his photograph given, He ate breakfast with
evident relish and dressed himself in a new black suit, présented him by the sheriff. He
was kept in conversation by. spiritual advisers up to the time he was led to the scaffold,
between two clergymen, and the noose placed around his néck, When Jefferson was placed
under the gallows, one of the clergymen said that Jefferson had forgiven all of his ene=
mies. Shortly after the rope was cut and Jefferson's body shot up “into the air, the knot
slipped under his chin and his neck was not broken. For a moment he was motionless, hut
then kicked, struggled and groaned as he slowly strangled, By a desperate effort he got
his right hand up to the rope and tore the black cap from his face, exposing its contor=
tions and his staring eyes. After he tore the black cap away, his hand fell down by his
side. The contortions and convulsions of the body continued 5 minutes, Life was prow |
nounced extinct in 8 minutes, after which the rope was cut and the body sent to the morgue,"
NEWS, Galveston, Texas, August 2, 188) (1-64)

| "RUNNING DOWN A MURDERER. = THE NGRO, ALEXANDER JEFFERSON, CAPIURED AFTER DESPERATE
RESISTANCE, = (With Portrait - on page 4.) = The negro, Alexander Jefferson, who killed
Henry Hicks and Mrs, Emma Jacksoh at a negro dance on Buffalo A,,enue, Brooklyn, on the
evening of Dec, 21, as reported in the previous issue of the POLICE GAZETTE, was captured
on the Saturday night AKXSMXKAXKHEXKMEE succeeding the terrible deed, . Shortly after 8
o'clock on Saturday, Dec. 23, a citizen visited the police station and informed Captain
Folk that he had every reason to believe Jefferson was secreted in the firework-manuface
tury of Dennis MAEM McCrossen, a one-story frame building in Park Place, near XKHA Utica
avenue, The captain immediately dispatched sergeaht Gaus and roundsman Barry in charge of
the reserve which consisted of ten men to the place designated, The sergeant and rounds-
man with officer dingle entered the factory while the other policemen surrounded the
building in order to prevent the murderers' escape should he jump through any of the win-
dowse The policemen on the insidk searched about the rooms but failed to discover Jef-
ferson. Observing a hole in the floor of the main room about large enough to admit an
ordinary sized man, sergeant Gaus approached it and called out: "Come up here, Alex.'
There was no response, The sergeant said he believed the marderer was in there and he in-
tended taking him out. Taking off his heavy coat and grasping his club tightly he
descended into the hole which appeared dark and dismal, It was only about four feet
square and as the sergeant crouched down he turned his club into the corners, The locust
finally sgruck the leg of the murderer who was immediately seized byGaus, A struggle
ensued, when the two policemen standing above the hole were startled by a pistol shot.
Fearing that the sergeant had been killed by Jefferson they both reached into the hole and
pulled out Sergeant Gaus who had a firm hold of the murderer, It was then discovered that
Jefferson had shot himself in the head directly back of the right ear. The revolver which
he used was found in the hole, Jefferson, who was unconscious, was removed KAXAXKAx# in a
wagon to the station house and attended by an ambulance surgeon, Merillies, The surgeon
probed for the bullet but was unable to find it. Captain Folk found in the pockets of
Jeff@rson's clothing 2 letters which he had written previous to the murder, In them he
stated that he had always declared he would kill the woman who had wronged him, her mother
and his brother, She lived with his brother, he said, while he was in the hospital
suffering from her ill treatment. He had tried, he said, to overlook her ill usage but
found that he could not, From the station he was taken in the ambulance to the Homeo-
pathic Hospital on Cumberland street near Myrtle avenue, The whereabouts of Jefferson
were firest revealed by the murderer raising his head above the floor and speaking to the
workmen, all of whom he knew. He stated that he came to the factory immediately after
committing the cime and gained an entrance through one of the windows, As there was no
work at the factory on Friday he experienced no difficulty in keepintg concealed, He

left the building Friday night and visited a friend's house, he said, for the purpose of
getting a gun with which to kill himself, but as he failed to obtain it he returned to his

hiding place, One of the workmen during the conversation winked at one of his associates

and remarked, 'You had better for gor a pitcher of water.' The workman left the building a —
fter informed a citizen of the whereabouts of the murderer. The citizen hastened

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chamber se according to tbe prisuner
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current on in (bis case. Hulbert who
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, with the Minak-Smolensk railway
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| is thejr compaign against the
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wineat for Weduesday recelyed by
viesa (rom Moscuw to-day,
be capture was effcted on May,
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abevilk retirement to new positions
on i, The oftictal siutement
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bur troops returned tonight to new
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LOUVAIN LIBRARY

Hest ae 27.—Reeteration ef the
famous Louvain Library has beea be-
gna by the German Government at a
cost ef more than 6,000,000 franca says
the ational Zeitung in execntion of the
agreement with Belgium. Restoration
et prop i of during the war
is alzo p' the newapapet says.
_ According to the same authority Ger
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a securities and large quantities of
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does away with, has never let friend
ship ‘or sealiment interfrre wih his
choses duly as executioner.
Executioner Hulbert was en bend
earlier than usoal today. Me teated
the dynanie, wwitch, electrodes and
grewsunw wired erat and then left the
prinon fur the afternova. Ie returned
for the nights erdgeal.
K Cashin,

the prisoa rules require.

to the chair.

the troublesome prvblem,
Warden Lawes ta

as an ox. He gave his age as tweaty-
aix and Jankows)-% ty-three.

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two derelictn. Ordi

@ than these

{tude extremely lonesome,
Moreover, what
about them neither ever had a single

afternoon- May 30th at! compituu od

All cordially lnvited.—Adv.

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Father Willlam
prisva chaplin, prayed with
the two doomed men during the eve
{ning. Vile arranged te accompany (hein
ite the chair. De, Amos QO. Aguire, head
surgeon, was in the death chambor
walting to signal for the curreat as

Principal Keeper Martin Deeley was
annigned to take the siayers from their
cells and lead jhem oa the short walk
By‘ Levandowski's owe
request he was reserved to die last. He
was told that the attendant's prefered
to take the prisoner whose nerved were
weaker first Levandowski took the
hint. “Well, T'd Just gs sooa ge lest”
be sald and relieved. the officials -of

with both
doomed prisoners during the afternoon
“Neither gne seems te care much” re-
piled the warden when asked how they
were standing the strain. Levangow-
aki the older of the two was a solid

ra ever suffered

! ly murderers
have always had good health there bot
they were eo il\they were always
isolated by themselves in the = eld
death house, away from other slayers| eo
in the new department, this mad¢ serv:

was remarkable

visitor, Nobody, save Misha Apple
baum of the Henanitarien eqit, made

eae alway ‘bept t e ‘safe dist. thee Croan
condeumed men befare they tok the
fatal walk to the chair, Hk. never
knows what s men toe be eipcuted

chamber Thea he dosen't see him wa-
jens he goes owt of his way to
frost betind the beard partition built

derer's view,

The crime of the (we feiluws douned
to die were convicted ef wee a partheul
lary revolting une. The slate charged
they plotted te escupe, They sirwck
duwn Guater- wih a blunt Inairument,
lle Ihe wacunscious on the flour. They
were laterrupied by @ Bulsr amd fear
ed someone was coming Bu they rman
and hid. When nobody calve ibey re
turned and finished thelr prey as he
tHe helpless ow the floor, They did not
tiake their getaway e8 anoiber guard
spoiled (heir plana, Priapn = offictala
painted out te the governor that to
save them from/the chair evea by pro
longing their life tor @ bricf = apeil,
would aet a bad example fo other co |
sumptive “lifers® and leng term pris
oners in the hospital. Others might
not hesitate (e marder attendants they!
argued to eacape if they felt aympathy,
because ef their iliness wouk! save
them from the chair Prisun officials)
say Levandowski and Jankowsky were

committed in the western part of the,
state before seatenced (a Aubure pris
ea. Later they were transferred to
Dannemora hospital for treatment.
: sieseiig

ping, N. Y. May 96-—-Lee Jan
ko apd Walter Levandowski, the
wick and friendiess mea were executed
‘la Bing Bing risom last night for the
murder of a keeper in the Dunacmora
Htate Hospital, Nelther ef them was
afraid to die. Levandowski was kill-
ed first. Hollow eyed and frightfully
amaciated the man hardly had sirengih
enough te walk from his ce}! down the
corridor and iate the death chamber.
But bls weakness was caused by tub-

and Jankowshy hept (Qetr nerve as
few men have kept it in the Sing Blog
death chamber, .....: -=-

“fm golag over the top” he ci
aa he wulked dows the corridor.
tual happiness shown freas the man's
eyes, as he passed through the little
green door ard stood for a moment
upoa the ‘threshold.
grow stronger as he ‘saw’ the «chair
and he quickly
seated bimself helping the guards to
adjuat the straps and clectrodes with

“Veatlemen” he turned to the row
of silent wilneesca, “It. is a pleasure
to die.”

He was dead at 11:22% o'ctock.

Vive inlautes later Jankuwaky came
glowly down the corridur, Like the

chair and have aa end to bis porry
career oa earth.

the death chalr and fairly ran through

eclf. Ble glanced to want the cur
tain behind which stood the execotioa-
Jer with Dis hand upon the awiteh,

“Do a goad job" ¢ried the doowed
man, He flung both handa In the ale.
“My God", be cried “It's Ane, vm sig
to die.”.

Tie srulied as the guarda satenied
the atraps and electrodes.

Tle was atlil amiling when the evectt
tloner threw the switch and the eles
tric current went crashinta through higif
body, We was still puting when the
prinng physician pragounced him dead
at 18:32% o'clock. :

———~ oe

Jike Lavandewnki,|6
too, he gained strength in the sight of /C

the little green door wud seated tehia- | A

Wweke Uke yntit be entePa the death fF

purposely to ebacure him from the mer 5

each serving as life term for.a murder ih

ercuicaia and not by fright. Both be|§)

le eee = 1

the room aud] ©

other man he was cayer to reach the af

i ONE, LOT OF MEN'S SUI

peek Py

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i
f

mee | ot

76 | Mareuvel

As our store will b
great Salurdayand Mona:
and not priced here, you y
need to use for the holiday
Hose Hats, Sweaters, Mus.

gain prices,

ONE LOT OF DRESS GIN
worth today for this

Customer,

ONE LOT CHILDREN’S GC
grade of material, nic

ONE LOT FLAXON VOIL!
Saturday Only. ...

ONE LOT OF CHILDREN’
for $1.50.. Seturda;

ONE LOT OF CURTAIN $

ONE LOT OF LADIES“:
Saturday Only , eer

ONE LOT OF LADIES’ L/
good, Worth B9c.

“ONE LOT OF LADIES’ U
~ ja barguin.at $1.25,

ONE LOT (\.° LADIES’ LL
scam Lack, warth $1

ONE LOT OF LADIES’ /

rad the new c

ONE LOT CHILDREN’S E
Sizes, “orth 59e, §

ONE LOT OF MUSLIN U

wonderful bargain.

ONE LOT OF LADIES’ W
terials, trimmed witl

ONE LOT OF BOYS’ STF
styles. A bargain a

ONE LOT OF MEN’S SH!

price on the

. ONE LOT OF BOYS’ SUI
Latest styles. Wort

white.

$40). OO and $45.00)

=, Absolutely Free.
Value S500

PEATTSBUROH DAILY seruoui as es

igi Te | LEVANDOWSKI © ned a mune to trp 0 help thaws wince ine CEE 7 5 — ; 4335

me oe

ae ; ~ £5 Seah Bs:
- poe : x) wae Te ie) ea be eeten meniha age. Apbliebars vet BS
HP aitored Suita’. | WT Mv nd
e 7¢ 3 oo i ‘ a 7 Se a ed: ‘tk

aa (e poem pose 8) - . |tee them die @ natured deal! ’
" i : ‘ Bie « 4
14 have the proper cleaning. which thoroughly |}te Dansemera for their health the two Bo tar an tnwem thie ie ret fl

time te twenty-nine yrerea tie GQ vrrtc

“ ie inside as well as the outside, To get the siayers were prisanere ta Aubere Pre! ie nae been ward la Bing Sic that

. ee oa, There Jantewasy wurted
J. -—alts, ut must be done by the cleaner who under- || teetrictane <a etme OP MN [the enecatiower en
‘nds the proper cleansing methods. see Rill: aomeshy walk Wee ONT ee ae, fe inset
; eatit ie Anon ek ae ay ane aan

has alwuye bept a aafe dation fran

He never knew then that as a shieline, . x
Ye Have Them and We Can Prove It. Holbert was stale execationer and got condemned men: befure they thnk tee
19 fee for thrywing ju the deadly awitch fatal walk to the chair. 2 never

an uver) time the state billed a condema- knows what a mos toe be crmuted

. t
° ' / ‘
, cleaned b SPIEGEL cleaned and vd prisuner in Blag Bing's execution | looke like wnill he entePa tie death
vey 7 b cored Ana ony: é hig chamber se according te the prisuoer| chamber Then be dosen't are hin an
to - ry caners, our + cleaning ltuibert/would have to execute a per {less be core out of his way (0 peek
id our facilities are for cleaning purposes.——__* _ sonal acquaintance when he threw the} from behim! the board partition built

. . . ; oo $ycurrent in thie co Hulbert whe] parposety to ebacure from r - a :
+ ]f you would like to see the intenior of a modern receives 8130 for cmt suit keteataager oe | As our store will bei!
cansing and dyeing plant come in and see Us, all doors a Oe a ee Gale The crine of the twe fellows ovum great Saturdayand Monda y |

te die were cunyicted ef was a partheul

tngan duty 98 8 és lary revolting une, The state charged

2 wide open at all times to visitors. - }, and nat priced here, you wji

need to use for the holiday!
Hose Hats, Sweaters, Mus/[

gain prices.

| Executioner Hulbert was on hand i j
| eariter than weuat today. ie tested they pluited to estupe, They struck “re

the dyname, switch, electrodes and down Guater with a blent Inairument.

; ‘ ;
TIE SPIEGEL CLEANSING & DYEING «| crzrescotereatt! Sievers ev teronie oy « the fone. To
. : prison forthe afternooa. He returned | Were interrupted by & mais» amd fear
, A : . af ee ; ~

for the nights erdeal. Father William| ei somrone was coming Bu they rus
WORKS - Tt Cashin, prisoa chaplin, prayed withj/and bid. Whee nobody came tbey re
; (he two doomed mon during the eve |turned and finished thelr prey as he

OUR REFERENCE 1S THE FIRST ONE YOU MEET / |{ning. Me arranged to accompany them | tie helpless on the flour, They Ubi pot ss ONE LOT OF DRESS os

H . De. . » head LX .
ie ito the chair, Dr, Amos O Aguire, make their getaway as another guard ; worth today lor this

surgeon, was-in the death chamber} sioied their plans, Priaon ofials

wulting to signal for the curreat 88) Winted out to the governor that to . customer, Saturday i
n oe (west of Borisov) pear the rallway our oe ee rene ere nave them from the chair evea by pro’ ac ;
‘ q ras Ww Martin 4 5
Py) CAPTURE ; nn troops after three days of feree Aght- Range pray pions je longing gon end page hase ONE LOT CHILDREN’S c|
: it ' tng with new enemy reinforcements would seta bad exam 0 other cor! ; .
POLISH STRONGHOLD broke their resistance and occypled -aigehagrbengy a noes ire wr — sumptive “lifers” and long term pris | press of material, nic:
a otis | Butaay village, northeast of Molode- icinan to woe id ae ae ae, oners in the hospital. Others mitt
‘ce Fighting Continues and] “tn 234 sit ° aan WV CIE cua tans cae attnndiant'e gustan Meee enn co, wey!) ONE LOT FLAXON VOILE
sth Sa ahiee’ The Bol- along the app emt ats road, - to take the prisoner whove nerves were argued to eecape if they felt aympathy, Saturda Only
s0-e \ fe < t f weaker first Levandowski took the because ef their Illness woukl save y . eo eee
awika y¢ere orced 0 Ree} ar + Taint. “Well; Pd just ; laat”| thetm from the chalr Prisun officials, /
in eg : ; ga soun ge last
bot Vere Foreed to Re- GERMANS RESTORE THE | tsa sod suisre ine 280 ee eee ae ee eet woo AND Ci
‘ sn aon ape wept Soman ells emt é 1 a Bi ‘
a ee LOUVAIN LIBRARY |'%,‘rousesome prio, yoqn|commattod tn the western art of the grade of wool, all colo
setae van a t its june ei, AOE | goomed prisoners during the afternoon state before segtenced (a Aubure pris
onthe Berasin river ok ta one | | Ravin, My ST Besteration Of Wl xejther one soome te care mack” To] aon thay were transterred WHIM ONE LOT OF CHILDREN’:
, has been ee a the rage gua by the German Government at & — the eo et es — : for $1.50. Saturday
ja thelr eoimpaign again coat of more than-6,000,000 franca says were standing the strain. angow rs, tas ee ie \
a accurding to the Soviet ofictal the ational Zeitung of the aki the older of the two was @ soild sing, N. ¥. May 36 U
cipent fue Wednesday received by th Restorat! 1s gu ox. He gave his age aa tweaty-| koweky and Walter Levandowsbi, (he ONE LOT OF CURTAIN §
less from Moscow to-day, en oe ta oration! six and Jankows) -3wenty-three, sick and friendiess mea.wery execulad { Saturda
be capture wes effcted og May, © aie ee ee Probably nas «isoners ever suftered| in Bing Hing risoa last night for (he y Only. .. .
ia another sector af this front a} sa aang we peers ese pe more in the death house than theese murder of & keeper ia the Danacmors
abeviik retirement to hew positions | | eae aia’ to two derelicts. | Ordinarily murderers| State Hospital, Neither ef them was ONE LOT OF LADIES“
reported. The official statement ogra’ — . i have always had good bealtb there but) afraid to die. Levandoweki was bill- Sa
ise Barisoy was captured on Muy|ADeil 8,000,000,000 marks is cas! ey were so ilf\thay were always] cl first, Hollow eyed and frighifully turday Only. ...
in the directivg of Minsk flerce and ne ages and seal y phen isolated by themselves ia the old] amaciated the man hardly had strengy® | [ :
iting continues. . . ee vem, | sath house, away from other slayers| ewoush to walk from dis gell down the | 1, re
vet oops returned tonight te pew|and to Belgium about the seme Air), 1, Loy sane thia add serr-|corridoe and inte tiie degth chamber ONE LOT OF LADIES L
ations siz miles wast of the ar” ' eenepiatennn* ee itude extremely lonesome. But bis weakness waa cayeed by tub- good, Worth 89c.
i Poles an pane te crops to Free publie lecture oa Christian Moreover, whet yas remarksble | erculosis and nog by fright. Both he . '
ie oo ay ee prs ped by| Science, Plattsburgh Theetre, Sunday | about them neither ever had a single|aod Jankowsky kept” (hetr nerve a8 ONE LOT OF LADIES’ U
me . he afternoon May Suth at’ three-thirty— sjajtor, (Nobody, save ~ Misha Apple | few men have kept It in the Bing Bing + a bnraain at S125
“tp the direction of MMvlodechna! ai) cordially lovited adv... \¢ ‘baum ef the Humanttarien eyit, made pou! as oie a a S _~ 8 Gargem, ’
. 2 pe ; Png ysrotey 4 ; ho as he wulked dows the corridor; Ac “9 »
ne ean ees [ts beateea aon whe comer: oe lf) ONE LOT Cs LADIES’ LI
Rote iit es ep a Oo er through the little scam Lack, warth $!
pe Vidalonts Wigs Bo Mee obg aie ae green door and stood for a moment :
} ve : .
wee coe See _ fupom the threshold. He scemed to ?
gz = woos en aa Oe nt cig ORE LOT OF LADIES’ /
+ be | vale : and he quickly crowmed the room aud white sad the new «
ce eames sty a eRe | [peated bimevlf Relping the gushie to ;
' p {. aie Fie ee ee +. | |qdjuat the strape and vlectrodes with ONE LOT CHILDREN’S '
a oe PTE tte eet Bi ee eae chins jen es NS oe larrible eagerness. ; , , ‘
; Pecans sh eee, : eee Chey ee ern Cae m{lentiomen” he turped to the row Sizes, *’ orth 59e.
vb Beaty Stee Ne rr re Se ce Yosh aeiaee ae 2”. 19@ silent witnesses, “It ts @ pleasure ; .
rE ees A CR i ta ee tea eels ~. Te die.” :
: Parte DAY {s your opportunity to “| He was dead at 11:22% o'clock, ONE LOT OF MUSLIN
eran ee order for deliveryofa’ |, Vive minutes tater Janhowshy came] 1p wonderful bargain.
, bus as ; place / cate ‘ ; i slowly down the corridor, Like the) y,
A aoh ) Butels V yein-Head motor car-to- 8 other man be was cauer to reach hd Owe LOT OF LADIES’ \
“Tay 24.05" morrow, pext weel, or delay fi | [1 [rtate ant nave am co te et on lt TOFL
"ee, vate ° pext sixty 3". ae career on earth, Jiky bevanduwabl} terials, trimmed wi
5 oh ta ee may causa wae, ° al too, he gained strengtts In the nines of {fl :
4 od ete 6 "OF ninety. ! js “|, ‘Hite death chute and fuirhy ras through ’
‘ yee y ‘ b fe Buti deoanls are fereaung tonal . by . the little green door and seated afin ONE on rede: SI
ME LAG eTN TE ant esate bes . pelt. Ie glanced to want the cur styles. ain
5 ( ie ‘ —e day—and cc Oy anes * : tain behind which stood the execatlom: | f/ =
4 , Dpaz tan! vized aga protection ture mo tor . este Poesy nw 4 ~ with Dia hand upon phe awlteh,
ee wet . wthad and Smtr. io. - i : ‘ei Job cried the dooued si ONE LOT OF MEN'S st

ee Peer aad
oo

a
— -
et mtn |
P meel |

2 eupunet, wih
home aed |
age ruben’ an,
. afew toon snd!
rw Lpeaset te (be

os px me” [lar
secored as be at-
a the third time
fght lasted nearly
Breer \oniates of
9 subdee the en-

Ree

Way—Ceoaricts . Pay Ex-
‘| tresse Penalty for the Blur-
der of Charles Gunter,

_— :

gee ome wan bree 1%}. .” (Sun-Herald dyndieate)

Oesiajag, X. YT. May 37 —lectaring
they weicosrd the ead, Lro Janzowsal
end Waller Levandvwsal, Iwo sich ond
frieedwes wretches, were all prepared
In Bing King’s treth house. late te
aight (Thursday) to be exveyied be-
fure midnight ia the prisons electric
chair. ae ¢

Origiaally Levandowski agrerd te ge
to the ehalr last because his nerves

pi LL LE OM

E oedl

oumee af Liperty Rewwts ecliiwees. a
aug wore Bes piaw: Gree 4s aw
we ee free 4%0 BTM:
werwend (6 AW; third 4%0 80.82;

are ia better shape, After supper to
night he laduced the wardea to change
the program and bet him, Levandowsal
ge fret. Levandowasl stil! Inalsted tu
night that Jankuwaky bs innocent and

tty Gye es Victory a%e 06.58;
tetery (Qs Wak 4

WILL DEMAND
VOTE OF CONFERENCE

een

show that be needed help to saw the
bars and that ls why he made Jankows
Pp ier ey ? ki botp him under threat of death,
Milerand’s Policy ia, “Let we go Sret tnatead of last a8
Agreeing to Fix German Ine you pave arranged,” said Levendowsal
demnity to Be Reviewed inj"! vent te sive Jenkewehy oat ts tam

T can ia the hope something may
-French Chamber a

be dune jo save bim” so warden Lawee
. * arranged.te let Levandowsal die fret,

— (Sunbiecal@ Syndieate)
Paria, May 2T+-Vremilet Millerand‘s

Treir aly was not ene of bravadu
They were siiaply ludiferent, Weal

pointed te- ble -ewa erippled - orm toy

, Me bad never given vp dope
of regaining cunired of the cvaniry awd
weld bave pfeted (be anfe comtuvt
ee of the reveluthmints Lf he had piretved
iM. This wae the stalemret made te
lay b& Velle Ramquilly femeq mayet
ef Jimines, whe Bes WIR Casrranan
during the fret week uf bie Sight ow
hie arrival bere frow hiesicw.

Genve Benquiile decisred Presiteat
Carranasa had quit Mesiew City on pice
evening of May @ taking @ twain bead’
ef guid bullion aid Gevernment duct

Belief of Representative ef Do-

ee eo
- Gut Reflects Beginning. of
End of High Cost ef Living

- + (Sum-Herald en
Meow York, May 37 chain of food
steree tn Hreoklyn and e& Long Island
annoanced today a eweepiag redaction
mn peices weuld be piade femorrow.
Recording te the announcement frean

moantaine of Puebla estadilsh head

qeartere there apd cundact @ ea uipaias

te tecover the horerumeas fru tie

Odeegenisiag, §=«Raperta that Coregee

e@icers whe were lmorincoed by the:
executive ia Mexice (ily were engeut-

ed wore denied by Buaquille whe serd

the risunere were takeo with ibe-
piveidwat end sebesquenily fetwaned.

A ress ef the old warrieg saced him

‘

from the ravages of (uberculodia,

onge Will be sold at 40 quanta a denen}

for a time and bul (up the | ciseume

meets, He planned te earape te the

}
/

policy In agrevibg to fix a total sum
of the indemnitiee Oermany monet pay
to the Allies wil) come under a search:
Ing and probally a scathing review ja
‘the French Chamber of Deputies to
worrow, The Preiniér will demand a
vate of confidence on his measures to

gaaist the guard.

in'e wory of his
oseae o@t by the
r empluyes of the

best coffee at BT cents @ pound; best
butter at 50 cents a pound, and white
granulated sugar at @) contig por

Sances Which caused bie death, How
Quille dechared the aged warriog would
have succowded in escaping, Thie wee ;
en the morning vf the fuurteraih ha
enid, Kuewing that the revolaiimisia = -
wouk) renew Uwis aliact af dawe —

which, they had been afflicted fut
months, beth unfortenates esserted
they were giad to die and have (heir
physical aad meatal torture ever with.
“I was never so happy ia my Ute"
said Levandowssi to an altendaat.

Arvin W, Riley, special agent of the
department pf justice, te whom allel:
ney Ueneral Palmer has delegated thw

whee Tlarris Orsi
‘aptalu Proitazholm

mething ‘nm pla eye
the hoapital which
ited."

teered, intormation
A deeg troatod and
ary had neen takea
which the hoppital

3 o duty, ‘ : or Bmith might grant a last minute re heads of chain grocery Bores WIID Bi rymen had gene

ze - coumel | WIFE, 17 DID. NOT prieve oo account of thelr pour health.| view of bringing duwn prices. eS

h teit und he wh ie —- TeWhat's the wee” replied Jankowsky. ——- [Micholes ranch, atm miles @wage |

surty answer", (ho MURDER HUSBAND] terandowat sod Jausowety ore] Crp) ALTEN INSANE Vera Crem May 31.—Mebel torwes | 5
\ . oe 4%

“J (honght nothing
i to my desk: Jt
siey whea the con-
} started the fight.”
, the shop tell how
ithout warning, on
4, throwing him to
ag him la the head
ance Jumped to the
vulliag -Harrie oft
fhat he was getting
itebeing stumbled to
ila time Harris was
ay geveral big tron
a Frojtsheim, hitting

make the treaty an effective tnaitp

ment amd to colieet the debt Germany
owes to France at the same time ask:

lug the Chamber to give him full aw
‘hortts 4a carry e pegotjationa bet«

France’ Pp Alling apd et.
ween France and the Cermane Spa.

Sian Mensiag, Exioornted in

Sheoting, Is Still Plunged in

- the Depths of Sorrew, >

New York, Muy 27—Two hours after

the facts were laid before the grand
fury, 17 year-old Haina Menaing of No.
008 Main street, Vaterson, N. J. was
exonerated of wurder. fhe shat and
killed her husbund, Henry Mensliug,
lust Monday morning.

Breakfast wus ready she told the

*But haven't yoo any relatives te

leave beblad you think ef?" asked. the

attendsut. *'*

*oThd only things I heave bebing”, re-
o4 Levandowskt, “are two shits ta

a (quadry {a° Rruoklya”, fome one

suggested to Jgnkowsky that Goreruur

convicted of Billing (hurtes (unter, 8
keeper while prisoners Io Dunnewora
Miate Hospitel. They were trying to
escape, according to the prysecutlon,
Levandowski still stuck this evenlug to
Lis statement made souwiine aga to
Majuc Lawes, the warden, that Jan:
kowsby was gulvg to ile Innocent of
the crime. Lavanduwekl adultted hls
own gallt. ,Jbut it was only ble threat
to kill Jankowsky with Vive maqines tue
struiment he slew the Keeper that tnm-
polled Junkowsky to saw fhe prison
howpital bars. ‘The courts however, re:
fused to take cognisance of Levandows

werk ef ferreting out profitwern ln thls
city, expressed confibence today. (Ba!
the recent decregse in wheireale foud
prices soon would be rvitectpd ia the
retal] markets, Br, Blley Red bows
copsultation the last wes with the
green Vervtahle merchants aad the

es
SERGE
(Qun-Heraia Syndicate) © ~
Atbany, May J1—Abeat Quv allen te
sane whe are being cared foe ln lie
Institutions of this state at a cuet of
@:4W,UUU a year, Will probably be de-
ported with Ofna) allen ineune ju thie
country which the United dtutes fhe:
teau of Jusnigrution atv planing to
send buck to Muragpe. \ repreantatee
of the Bureau conferred with the state
Hespital cummiiimalow totes (ortee weerind
the allen tisate in puldie leethiutheite

Gesers! Murguia erred afl civilians
to leave the trains. Lateg the civilinas\
and moat of tle troupe were eniored |
le start afvet te ibe Lilie tuwe of bas
ta Maria, wile jhe trove were bw

lota, Currense and Ave hendred gavel

leave the country, Be tay a8 haews
be baa not depagied and reperts state

pore
"¥pbs

eued and caytuped by the reveiuihete (> 6.

he bas takeg: advaniage ef the fet
he has net been pursued. and has re .

tha tymates caught police afterward, and she wished (O/qis confession, even, though it was
in this Mtwte cdnsiidered hia peeolutinn te galt Maw

@ tore ‘bimself loose

ptain Froltshelm for
eciared his Intentio:
yard, who was reach

The hand to hant
4, Harris, Jarger of
ing the guard's piste’
bin with the chine
cy was witnessed by

thade mao after he reached the death
houmy lant winter.

Despite thelr weal physteal condl-
Hon, the two prisuners splayed a ru:
venous sppetite at their dast) meal’
Warden awe Cold Shem threry crersatal
huve ansthing of eversthlig they ce-

wwaken her husband. Seelng & Fe
‘olver that she though Was erp y,
ahe took it and went to bis, bed ot
arouse him by the click of the ham-
ner! But the pistol was loaded and
i ballet entered the young wan's
ead. Hoe died almowt Instantly.

The giri-wife showed: no joy when
releuaesd yeaterduy, Khe wie in a
atute of Intenne frief,

alreal
Vhele laut) feast: served
tine consalated of roast ellebwen,

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of all calls at the request of Chief Rapp
and found the call from New York. They
reported also that she had received a call
the night before and that she had gone
out and taken it in a phone booth.

Tracing the call brought the informa-
tion from New York that it had been
made from a pay booth inthe Grand
Central station and there was no record
of the person who had phoned.

“That phone.call,” Tracy said to Chief
Rapp, “may prove nothing more than a
red herring in this case. Brazell and I
have an idea of the size of the killer, that
is as far as his height and build is con-
cerned. Brazell is checking on the actions
of a Lucy Martin, who was supposed to
have been at the Laury home on the day
of the murder.”

The phone rang. Detective Brazell
was calling and said to Chief Rapp: “Tell
Tracy that I have checked up on Lucy
Martin and she wasn’t at the Laury home

* on the day of the murder. Her employer

told me he remembered that day and he
was sure Lucy Martin didn’t leave his
house on that day.” The chief relayed the
information to Tracy.

“Tell Brazell to wait where he is until
I get there,” Tracy said.

In less than five minutes the detective
was at the lawyer’s home. It was around
6 o’clock and the family were all home.

<i Bate lawyer took the two officers into
his study.

“What do you know about Lucy
Martin?” Tracy asked.

“I only know that she is a typical
country girl,” said her former employer.
“A Jittle naive perhaps, and unspoiled, a
good worker and honest.” |

“Where did she come from?”

“She came from Littleton, New Hamp-
shire,” he replied. “Said she had a hus-
band up there. I don’t know much more
about her, except that she had a brother,

who came and got her in a car when she.

deft here about seven weeks ago.”

The detectives left the house and re-
turned to headquarters. They worked
fast, among the police records. .They
put in.a call to Littleton, N. H. When

. they had finished they viewed their notes

bee satisfaction. At last they had a hot
ead.

It was 9 o’clock when they walked into
Chief Rapp’s office. :

“We're taking a long shot on this case,”
Tracy said to the chief, after explaining
what they had learned. “I told you that
we had a description of the man who
carried the body up in the attic of the
Laury home. We are going to New
Hampshire to talk with Lucy Magn. I
think she will be able to tell us exactly
what we want to know.”

“Maybe,” Brazell remarked, “we will
have a surprise for you and an even bigger
one for the city of Syracuse.”

At 10 o’clock, Brazellf and Tracy were

in a police car roaring over the highway -

that took them to New Hampshire. It

was close to six next morning when they:
arrived in Littleton. Chief of Police Van '

H. Gardher was waiting for. them at
headquarters. :

“Okay, gentlemen,” Chief Gardner said,
“you’re going to do some more driving.
I have located the girl you want to see
and she is 200 miles from here, up at
Westbury, Vermont.” ;

One of those blinding snow storms that
often hit the north New England states
had started, but the three officers paid
little attention to the raging storm as
their. car roared ‘through the. falling
blanket of.white.

- It took almost six hours to cover that
200 miles in the storm. Tracy and Brazell
knew the hunch they were playing had its

weak points, but before their eyes was }

the tall and powerful picture of the killer,
which their examination of the attic of
the crime scene home had given: them.

They stopped.in Westbury and made
inquiries and then their car was bumping
over a rough country road, where the

snow -was rapidly piling in huge drifts.

The car turned onto an even narrower
road and then out of the shroud of white
in front of them loomed a small frame
house. The car was stopped in front of
this and the three officers got out. Brazell
went to the front door and Chief Gardner
and Tracy circled to the back.

Brazell pounded on .the door, There
was no answer. He pounded again. The
door opened and the frightened face of

‘Lucy Martin’ peered out through the

narrow opening.

~ Brazell’s foot went into the door crack
and with his shoulder he pushed the door
wide open. The young woman stared at
him in amazement as she asked what he
wanted.

“I would like to talk to Frank Jenner,
Lucy,” he said. “We've learned a lot
about him from police records, more than
you likely knew. Where is he?”

Suddenly a rear door to the front room
opened and a tall, powerfully built youth,

wearing a leather jacket, walked into the >

room. His unusually large hands swung
easily at his side.
He-stopped at the sight of Brazell. His
face twisted in an almost diabolical fury;
his powerful arms and huge hands came
up, as if he was about to dive at the

.detective.

Instantly Detective Tracy and Chief
Gardner came through the door behind
him. Tracy’s gun was out.

“Take it easy, Jenner,” Tracy said.
“T’ve got you covered with a gun.”

The panther-like body of Frank Jenner
relaxed. He turned, and as he did, there
was a click and Chief Gardner’s hand-
cuffs were on him.

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of the youth’s hands and looked at it
carefully. It was one of the largest he
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to a woman who lives in a hotel down-
town so I checked on it. But it seems
to have been only a personal business
deal between the two and:can’t be con-
nected with the crime.”

“Couldn’t you find anyone in that
neighborhood who saw or heard anything
suspicious?” Iasked. ‘‘Surely there must
have been some life on the street at the
time of the murder.”

Home grunted disgustedly. “Yes, I
did find one. A girl who passed the alley
early in the night. From what I gather
she actually heard groans and saw
shadowy forms moving in the vacant lot
but was so scared she bolted. She cer-
tainly wasn’t.much help.”

At that moment King came in with
another. hard-luck story. He had found
a man who admitted seeing two figures
struggling in the alley. But this near-
witness was even worse than the first.
He had run home for his gun, he told
King, then hesitated to go back to the
alley for fear his sudden departure would
alarm his mother. When he finally did
return, after his mother had gone to sleep,
the alley was dark and he had not cared
to investigate.

“We may as well make up our minds,”
King concluded, “that there’s no use
looking for actual witnesses to the crime.
People spend too much time avoiding
alleys like that.”

We sat discussing angles for several
minutes. “I believe we can narrow
everything down to acquaintances of Mrs.
Kennedy,” I said finally. “Someone
lured her by phone call, and that person
knew her well enough to know that she

Death by Appointment

[Continued from page 27]

wore diamonds when she went out. As
for that deep, throaty voice the daughter-
in-law heard over the phone, it may have
been disguised. Let’s check with the
son and his wife again.”

The couple repeated the story of the
phone call:and the strange voice; every-

thing which had seemed so trivial at the’

time but was so vital now. Neither one
could think of a suspicious acquaintance
but they gladly provided us with a list
of names of friends with whom Mrs.
Kennedy had played bridge during the
past several weeks, These we proceeded
to interview personally, finally coming to
the bottom of the list without unearth-
ing a single good suspect. Everyone
with whom we talked-knew and admired
Mrs. Kennedy and was touched deeply
by her violent death but none could give
us a working clue.

By this time we had worked steadily
almost a full 24 hours and had estab-
lished nothing beyond identification and
the fact that Mrs. Kennedy had been
lured from home by a phone call. The
newspapers now began bearing down
hard, trumpeting the tragedy of a socially
prominent woman being struck down in
the dark by a killer who was still at large
and might strike again. It was the truth
but it didn’t help us one bit. Finally I
called in Home and King.

“T know a lot of reporters,” I said, “and
I’ve found that the best way to have

them help is to lay your. cards on the.

table and take them into your confidence.
So far. we’ve been so concerned trying to
unearth the right clue that we haven’t
given the papers a break.’

PAYS SUPREME PENALTY

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The electric chair at Sing Sing prison claimed the life of Frank Jenner, 22 (above

right), the night of Feb. 14, for the murder in 1938 of Florence Ames of Syracuse,

N. Y., (DARING DETECTIVE Jan., 1940). Jenner’s giant hands were the clue
that led to his downfall.

“That’s true enough,’ Home said
wearily. “What now?”

“Just this.” I spread out an afternoon
edition and pointed to a paragraph.
“Here’s what one smart reporter dug up
through interviews with the Kennedy
neighbors, and it’s a bet we've passed up.
He says Mrs. Kennedy has been seen
frequently in company with a young
couple at restaurants and at the beaches,
and no one so far seems to know just who
that couple is. I still think the killer was
well acquainted with Mrs. Kennedy;
probably posed as a friend to get her off
guard. Let’s have the papers play up the
unknown young couple and see if we can
smoke them out.”

The suggestion went over. Afternoon
editions came out with banner headlines
and stories about police efforts to locate
a young couple who had been seen fre-
quently with the victim.

A few hours later an attractive young
woman called at headquarters.

“T’ve read the papers and I guess I’m
the girl you want to see,” she frankly ad-
mitted. “I’m an operator at the telephone
company.”

I started. This girl hadn’t been on the
shift when I called at the telephone com-
pany office to trace the call which had
lured Mrs. Kennedy to her death. What
did she want to tell me?

“First of all,” the girl began, “I want
to say that I didn’t put through that call
you’re worried about. I came here be-
cause my boy friend’and I are the young
couple you're looking for. Mrs. Kennedy
was interested in a lot of young people
outside her own social circle and we were
among them. But neither of us saw her
for at least a month before her death.”

“I see. What about your boy friend?
What is his name?”

“He’s an amateur boxer known as Hur-
ricane Halsey. He lives on East Twenty-
first. street.” She handed me a slip of
Paper bearing the address.

‘T’'ll check him,” I said, picking up my
hat. Halsey’s home, I noted, was in Mrs.
Kennedy’s neighborhood.

I had just reached the door of my office

‘when it opened and a young man stepped

in. He and the girl stared at each other
and then laughed. “What’s this?” I de-
manded,

“I’m Hurricane Halsey,” the husky
youth explained. “I came here to tell you
I called up Mrs. Kennedy on the night
she was murdered but I see my girl has
beaten me to it.”

“She didn’t,” I assured him, “but we’re
going to check on you in a minute. Don’t
be impatient.”

The slain woman’s daughter-in-law

was' at home when we called. Yes, she
said, Mrs. Kennedy had received a phone
call an hour or so before she was lured
out by the throaty-voiced man but in the
excitement of the evening it had been
forgotten,
, “Allright,” I said. “There was another
phone call, then. Now I want you to
listen while this fellow talks in a low,
throaty tone.”

Young Halsey willingly complied, talk-
ing in several deep pitches for good
measure. But young Mrs. Kennedy
merely shook her head. “I don’t care how
he talks,” she assured me. “He doesn’t
have the voice I heard.”

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MERCILESS HANDS

He had looked forward to it with considerable anticipation.

But now that the day, February 16, 1939, had arrived,
he found himself at wits’ end, restless and chafing at his
unaccustomed idleness.

Tony Laury was an employe of the Onondaga County,
New York, highway department. Heavy snowstorms which
had blanketed the city of Syracuse, where Laury resided at
120 Stedman Street, and the vicinity, had kept him and his
co-workers on the job for long hours, ~

On his first “day off” in weeks, Laury had plunged into
household chores with enthusiasm, There had been much
hammering in the basement, minor repairs around the house.
And now, early in the afternoon, Tony suddenly found him-
self with nothing to -do.

Idly he glanced up at the ceiling of his upstairs bedroom,
where he had found himself shortly after three o'clock.
Several days before, Tony had noticed a stain on the ceiling.
It seemed now that the spot*had grown in area. He walked
into the adjoining “bathroom to assure himself, and found
that the stain had’ spread to the ceiling of this. room as well.

“It’s probably a leak in the roof,” Tony mused. “I ought
to fix it.’

And so, largely because he had been unable to find any-
thing else around the house to occupy his time, Laury secured
a chair from his bedroom and placed it in the upper hall,
directly under the hatchway which: covered the only entrance
to the space under the roof.

Standing on the chair, he was able to push the hatch back.
He hooked his fingers over the edges’of the opening, 20 by
27 inches in size, and, being sinewy and agile, managed to
“chin” himself to a level from which he could peer into
the attic.

The light was poor, the only illumination coming from a
tiny window at one. end of the attic. But despite the dimness,
Tony Laury saw a sight which caused Him to drop hastily
to the chair on which he had been standing and dash to the
telephone to call Frederick Friedman, fifty-eight, of 1636 North
Salina Street, owner of ‘the two-story. Laury home.

“Mr. Friedman,” Tony exclaimed as soon as the connection
was made, “I think there is a body: of a man or woman in
the attic of my house!”

Friedman, amazed, told Laury that he would ‘siinediately,
call police, and to wait there in the Stedman Street home.

Knowing Chief William E, Rapp of the Syracuse police
force personally, Friedman put in a call for him, His state-
ment of the facts reported. by Laury sent the chief post-haste
to the scene. He paused long enongh to fling an order to an
aide to ‘send the nearest radio car to, the house.

Laury was waiting impatiently for Chief : ‘Rapp’s arrival.
The words tumbled over one another as he excitedly reported
details of his find.

Still not sure that this was not a false alarm, Chief Rapp
preceded Laury up the stairs.
this time the upper floor -rooms~were-permeated sby the tell-
tale odor which to him meant only the presence of death,

Not as athletically built as Laury, the chief assisted Tony
as he dragged out a kitchen table’ and set it under the hatch.
Tony helped him then as Chief Rapp placed a’ chair on top,
of the table: From this vantage® point ‘the chief sent the
beam of ‘his flashlight flickering into all corners: of: the attic.”

The attic of the Laury home was never inténded for: occu-
pancy or storage. There was no floor, only the beams of the
second-floor ceiling, with the lath’and plaster visible between
- the stringers. At its highest point, near the ar in 4

16 “i

|" WAS Anthony Laury’s first day of leisure in weeks.

The-hatch was still open. By _

center, the attic was only eight feet high, and the roof dropped
at a sharp angle.

‘Several feet from the chimney and about ten feet from the
hatchway entrance was a heap of debris, some burlap bags,
a couple of wood-frame window screens and-several lengths
of stovepipe.

And under this debris, the chief saw what appeared to be
the. inert body of a woman,

It was at.that moment that the police officers arrived at the
scene, As Chief Rapp descended from his vantage point, they
ascended. They confirmed the chief’s suspicions.

At Rapp’s request, Assistant District Attorneys Clarence

"Unckless and ‘Charles A. McNett hastened to the Stedman.

Street house. They were joined there a short time later by
Coroner Ernest Gak and several aides. The officials, gingerly

_stepping from one beam to another, managed to squeeze their

way into the attic.

They carefully removed the concealing window screens, the
burlap bag and the stove-pipe, and saw that the body was
indeed that of a woman. It was so badly decomposed, however,
that identification was almost impossible.

Around the woman’s neck was a rope, crudely fashioned into
a noose. Yet a careful inspection showed that the loose end
of the cord had never been tied, and there was no place
where a would-be suicide could have tied it!

From the presence of the rope and the manner in which the
body had been partially concealed, it was almost immediately
apparent that this was not suicide. It was a case of murder.

T REQUIRED agility and strength for morgue attendants .

to remove the body through the narrow opening of the attic.

“Whew !” exclaimed Morris Sotherden, morgue attendant,
as the last step of the difficult feat was accomplished. “Who-
ever got that body up in the attic either had plenty of help or
was a mighty strong man.”

Even before the body had been removed, Bertillon Clerk

Patrick Hanlon of the Syracuse police department, armed with .

cameras, .dusting powder and the other paraphernalia of his
‘trade, was on the scene. Also present was Louis A. Waters,
official photographer for the district attorney’s office. Outside,
a small army of newspaper reporters was clamoring for admit-
tance. But it was not until the body was removed that the
newshawks were allowed to enter.

“Ts_it Mrs. Ames?” the newsmen asked. in. hacia’

Chief Rapp smiled wryly
you for sure, but I suspect that it is. I'll probably be able to
tell you better as‘soon as I get to the office.”

Leaving word that Laury, Friedman, and Mrs. Emma
Angell, housekeeper for Laury, who had come in during the
excitement occasioned by the discovery of the body, be brought
to headquarters, Chief Rapp proceeded to his office.

While the newspaperman waited impatiently, he sent for
the folder indexed ‘as .“Mrs. Florence Ames, fifty-three—
missing.”

A -hasty ‘glance disouvh the dossier and he turned to the
newshawks. “I guess it’s Mrs. Ames, all right. At least the
* clothing tallies in every particular.”

His announcement was electrifying. For what had been only
a strarige news story before had magically become “big news.”

Reporters scurried to telephones, and the chief, closeting him- .

self with Detective Oscar Naumann of the Missing Persons
‘Bureau and two of his ablest investigators, Detectives: Frank
_Brazell and Donald Tracey, began a painstaking study of the
records in the Ames folder before turning to the witnesses
who had been assembled in an adjoining room.

INSIDE DETECTIVE, June, 1949

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SYRACUSE’S BAFFLING “MURDER IN THE HOUSE
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By LENNY CRANDALL

feet from the
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Special Investigator for

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INSIDE DETECTIVE

arrived at the
ge point, they

POWERFUL, ruthless hands
choked the life out of kindly Mrs.
Florence Ames (inset below) and
thrust her through a. narrow open-
ing into a neighbor's attic. Police
soon suspected hard-handed Frank-
Im Jenner (right), because Jenner
had disappeared. But the man
did not even know Mrs, Ames!

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the Stedman
time later by
rials, gingerly
squeeze their

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By MARTIN A. BURSTEIN
Former Syracuse Police Reporter

STRANGE, CASE 0

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Aimes, Jr., shifted nerv
‘ chair.
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; understand it. M 5 wi
leave the house for ‘length of time
without leaving a not& M
via and I just know
happened ‘to he: Salleh

Holden felt, instinctively that this
was something more than a missing
“persons case,“for the story young
told was that when he and his

ed home for dinner the
December 14th, 1938, their
rs. Florence L. Ames, had
red.
¥ i in /nouse was cold, and the scene
* e kitchen suggested that she had
(-Adeparted hurriedly. A search of the
\e%eloset revealed that she was wearing
“9. ouse dress, an apron, her fur coat,
and a pair of overshoes.
a: been searching for

pe ---e-hey for four hours since you returned

ething has

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back in his chair,
behind his head. It, was obvious that
he was trying to act i) 1%

the police nor me
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, Ay oF about the missin :

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Chief of Police’ W:

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Neumann and John
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enty- seven-year-old - Millard’ ;rgle trace of the woman.

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pers of the Ames |

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up immediately,” he». the ceiling of an adjacent room.
iar S.C Mrs. Angell brought a kitchen chair
Bl and placed it in the hallway directly
béen .>.under the hatch-cover opening to the

never

CA
ASR ar the history of this com=") ‘attic: Stretching to his tip-toes on the
munity, followed. .

“ ‘chair, Leury reached up to the 20 by
2t-inch cover, pushed it aside.

He chinned up to the level of the
attic floor, and hoisted himself into the

‘tiny room, i.

Once on hia feet, he drew a flash-
light from his pocket, played it about
the roof. “88%

Abruptly, the beam fell on a ma-
cabre scenes “YK TS

A shudder ran down Laury’s spine.
Horrified by the. grisly sight; ‘Laury
stood paralyzed for a brief moment.
Then, still shaking violently, he drop-
ped down through the hatch to the
floor below. \

Without a word, he donned his. hat
and coat, left the house, and ‘headec
for the home of his landlords:
Freeman. Xe)

“There’s a body in the attlg
house,” he managed to say. \

The realtor picked up a &

‘But all efforts failed to yield a sin-

At the end of the day, Chief ‘Rapp
read the discouraging reports, and
studied a recent photograph of the
sought woman.

She was an attractive brunette with
even, white teeth and a definite spar-
kle of youth. The reports showed that
she had been estranged, from her hus-
band for 20 years, but sd-far as was
p suitors and

onships

ing persons folio of the detective bu-
reau. The long newspaper stories
which accompanied the hunt activities
shrank to inconspicuous squibs.

* & *

ERCURY columns in Syracuse
M thermometers dipped to below the
10-degree-mark on February 16th, Ot
1939. - hier) ona yeh:

Anthony Laury, a county highway , to120%
employee, was one of the many up-
state people who were unable to start

spected his frozen radiator, he's
ged his shoulders and returned to his.’
home. ¢
“I’m going to knock off work
and do some odd jobs around |!
house,” he told Emma Angell, ‘pi

Sea fy.
Laury busied himself about thes.”
morning and fore- =|

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ided to
ite him
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s. Ames.
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Carilse
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t to this ey
rally told
ery boy, ANTHONY LAUREY—
who had lived in his comfortable home for weeks
He was never dreaming of.what had been secreted in his
‘nce of a attic by a murderer who robbed a helpless woman.
“[ rang .
t on the him to piace the package on the table in the hall. This
+ person was a woman, he thinks, or just possibly aman eft Syracuse two months before, and when Inspector
who was talking sale high falsetto voice. ; Callahan pinned her down to the exact date, he was

“Which was it?” Inspector Callahan asked Freddie. told that she left hurriedly two days after Mrs. Ames
i, “That Freddie shrugged. “I don’t know,” he answered. “It disappeared.
vas mur- did sound like a falsetto voice.” “What do you know about her?” Callahan asked.

“Then it was a man,” Inspector Callahan said to De- “She was a good girl,” the landlady answered. “But
to put the tective Carilse. “No woman ever had a falsetto voice.” | gidn’t care much about her boy-friend. I guess he

“That may mean this person probably was the mur- wag all right, but he had such a mean look.”

derer,” Detective Carilse answered. “Have you found “Who dine this boy friend?”

er a man where Mrs. Ames was murdered?” : “She called him Frank Jenner. I don’t know much

»w which. Inspector Callahan shook his head. ‘‘No bloodstains spout him.”

ickages to were in either house, but that doesn’t mean much. If “Can we look through the room she had?” Callahan
Mrs. Ames was choked to death, there wasn’t any blood. asked.

om inside The fact that the murderer was in the Laurey house at The landlady led them upstairs and into a small hall
three o’clock might make that the scene of the murder.” j+o9m. “Nobody has rented it since Mary left,” the

Freddie “But what was she doing there?” Detective Carilse woman explained. “We cleaned it out pretty, well,

asked. “There was nobody home.” and I doubt if you'll find anything.”

“The murderer could have tured her there, or she However, the two officers did find something, and it
iths ago.” could have gone over for something,” Callahan replied. interested them. It was a note, wedged between the
ne to hear “She was very friendly with the Laurey family and hed and the wall. It started with a warning to her

; when neighbors are that friendly, they go back and that her husband had been looking for her and she had
ve Carilse. forth whether there’s anybody at home or not.” better leave.
and shook The information that the murderer was in the Laurey The last paragraph read:
“T’m sure house at three o’clock didn’t throw much light on the
mystery. It was possible he had carried the body into “And if anyone asks you about me just say I went to
the house and up into the attic, which Inspector Calla- Vermont or New Hampshire.
ying to de- han was ready to agree was a clever place to hide a I love you. Frank.”
Where had body. The neighbors were questioned. None recalled
the Laurey seeing anybody enter or leave the Laurey house. “Frank Jenner,” Inspector Callahan said. “I think
out traces we had some trouble with him about the time Mrs.
home, and HAT night Inspector Callahan called Detective Ames was killed. I got a hunch that he might tell us
vewildering Carilse into conference. “There is one lead we a lot—if we can find him.”
ilse walked haven’t followed,” he said. “That is this girl, Mary
Horton. She has left town, but we’re going to find out ye nANe JENNER and Mary Horton were at a farm-
loor bell of what we can about her.” . house outside West Newbury, Vermont. They had
cnoon,” De- The two officers went to the home where she had had been there for several months. Frank worked for the

nebody told

a room. The landlady told them that Miss Horton had

farmer, Mary did housework. (Continued on page 78)

went on a binge, was stopped on the
road by motorcycle cops, and arrested
for drunken driving. Evidently his
nerves were shot, because the minute
he saw the cops he became hysterical,
began ranting about the Finn murder,
and, of course, drew suspicion. The
police took him to headquarters where
he underwent questioning, but he re-
fused to break down. Then the chief
in the Philadelphia office got the
bright idea to check back here with
our technical laboratories. They were
in the midst of identifying the prints
for you, when we moved in to put the
thing on ice. They belong to Donald
Brooks all right.” ‘

“T’m still interested,” Feehley said,
turning to Betty Coman, “in knowing
how much you had to do with all this
business.”

“I was just ‘the woman,’” she an-
swered cryptically. “He wanted me to
have everything money would buy. I
didn’t dream he would murder an in-
nocent woman for money. Shortly
after the murder, I ran off to New
York. He decided to follow me,
changed his mind, abandoned his car,

and left for Philaaeiphia. It was when
he didn’t show up that I realized how
much I loved him.”

Feehley was silent, but Captain
Koch had a question. “What were
those bloodstains doing in the car?”
he demanded, eyeing Brooks intently.

“That’s the ironic part about it,”
Brooks said. “Those stains came from
a age nose—I get them pretty
often. Maybe if the stains hadn’t been
there, the cops would have thought
nothing of the abandoned car, which
had‘ nothing to do with the actual
murder. That’s luck for you!” he

added philosophically.

“There’s the result of crime for you,”
Captain Koch amended.

HEN Charles Rommell learned
who Mary’s murderer was, he
reeled as if from a heavy blow. In- -
credulous, he visited Brooks in jail.
Stunned, he forced him to repeat his
confession, learned how he’d killed
Mary Finn.
“This robbery was my first crime,”
Brooks sobbed. “Once I found myself
actually doing something wrong, I

became frightened, then insane for
the moment, I guess, and that led to
murder. I used my blackjack; I’ve
always carried one. Later I burned
it ”

The six hundred dollars cached in
a dresser drawer led to murder, a
broken heart, and a death sentence.
On October sixth, 1944, Judge John T.
Tucker and J. Abner Sayler of Balti-
more found Donald Brooks guilty of
first-degree murder.

Immediately, the defense counsel
appealed for a new trial, but this was
denied by Superior Court on Novem-
ber fourth.

A few days later, Donald Brooks
paid for his crime in the electric chair.
Betty Coman, who was in no way in-
volved in the actual crime and re-
ceived no sentence, was the last per-
son to bid him good-bye.

« Eprror’s Nore: The names Betty
Coman and Mrs. Gusta are fictitious
to protect the identities of persons
who, although questioned by the po-
lice, were guilty of no crime what-
soever.

DETECTIVE

The arrangement suited Jenner
perfectly. The haunting fear that
had kept him awake for nights after
the murder had about passed. He had
been afraid to be alone, so he had
written Mary that she better get out

of Syracuse, which she did. A few

days later he joined her, and they
went to the farm outside of West
Newbury.

For over a month Jenner had been
jumpy and had read the newspapers
carefully, but when no story of the
discovery of the body had appeared,
he began to feel easier.

About a week later he was sittin,
in the kitchen of the farmhouse an
Mary was again washing the dishes.

There was a knock on the kitchen
door. The person didn’t give either
him or Mary time to open it. Two
men walked in. Jenner stared: at
them and felt everything go dark
around him. if

They were Inspector Callahan and
Detective Carilse. “Hello, Jenner,”
Inspector Callahan said. “We had a
hard time finding you in this hideout.
You recall you are wanted back in
Syracuse to answer for those minor
thefts.”

Jenner felt a wave of relief coming
over him. Those minor thefts, which
at the time scared him enough to
commit murder, seemed unimportant
now. There was almost a note of joy
in his voice as he answered: “Okay,
you’ve found me. What do you
want?”

“I think we can straighten those
matters out satisfactorily, if you
come back with us,” Inspector Cal-
lahan assured him. “You see, they
are not important, but we have to
follow such things through. You
come back with us and we'll get you
out of it right away.”

Jenner went back to Syracuse with
the two officers. They took him to

PGR RN

STRANGLERS’ HANDS

Continued from page 43

headquarters, where a number of
other. officers were waiting for him.
He didn’t like the set-up. There
were too many officers in that room
to handle a petty theft job.

“All right, Jenner,” Inspector Cal-
lahan said. “We want you to answer
one question. Why did you kill Mrs.
Ames?”

Jenner felt the room whirling un-
der him. His mouth felt hot and
dry. He knew he had been tricked
to go back to Syracuse without the
usual delay of extradition papers.

“T don’t know what you mean, he
mumbled.

“You know, all right,” Inspector
Callahan answered. ;

“T didn’t kill her.”

Half an hour later Jenner wasn’t
worried. He was in a cocky, affable
mood. During that half hour In-
spector Callahan had questioned him
and hadn’t once shown that he had-
any possible evidence against Jen-
ner, except that he was a friend of
Mary Horton.

The Inspector became a little em-
barrassed, and this amused Jenner,
who leaned his chair back and
laughed in the inspector’s face.

“You got me _ wrong,” Jenner
boasted. “Sure, I might pull some
little job—but I ain’t no murderer.
Why would I kill that dame? I never
heard of her. You guys have muffed
this badly.”

“Maybe we have,” Callahan con-
ceded. “But you understand we have
to follow. every possible lead.”

“Sure, I understand,” Jenner
laughed. “What about those other
little jobs?”

“We'll forget about them,” Cal-
lahan answered. “We’ve caused you
enough trouble now.”

“No trouble at all,” Jenner an-
swered. “I always like to co-op-
erate.”

“What are you doing, working on
a_farm?” Inspector Callahan asked.
“I heard that you had some ability
as an actor. Probably you could make
yourself up to act and talk like some-
one else, I’ll bet.”

Jenner’s ego rose. “Well, I ain’t
so bad at imitating people,” he ad-
mitted. “Want to hear me? Maybe
you can get me a job as an actor.”

Then in his high falsetto voice, the
one thing he was proud of, he tried
to imitate a woman.

Inspector Callahan motioned to a.

door. It opened and Freddie Fry
came walking out.

“That’s the man!” Freddie ex-
claimed. “I’d know that voice any-
where. That’s the man that called
to me at the Laurey home when I
delivered that package.”

Jenner started at the boy and had
trouble seeing him. The delivery
boy? He recalled the ringing of the
door bell and his using the falsetto
voice to tell him to leave the package
on the table.

“Okay, Jenner,” The Inspector’s
voice seemed far away. “That is all
we need. We had to get you in a
humor to talk in a falsetto voice. The
boy has been waiting there all the
time.”

Jenner gulped, and tried to talk
but his mouth was too dry. All fight
left him. He knew he was cornered.
Five minutes later he broke and con-
fessed to the murder, explaining how
he had needed money and he thought
Mrs. Ames would have it.

On December 14th, 1939, exactly a
year to the day of Mrs. Ames’ mur-
der, he walked into the death house
and paid with his life for the murder.

Epitor’s Nore: The name Mary
Horton used in this true detective
story is fictitious, to save embarrass-
ing an innocent person.

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author of this story.

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THE
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People don’t vanish

into thin air—but this

pretty victim did just that!

no mystery in the annals of

American crime has ever touched
that of an attractive New York house-
wife one cold December day a decade
and a half ago.

[> OR SHEER EERINESS perhaps

People just don’t vanish into thin air —

— not in broad daylight. But that is just
exactly what pretty Mrs. Florence Ames
did. ‘ Fike

One minute she was in her home. The
next minute she wasn’t. And there
wasn’t a single sign of her anywhere.

It was still daylight when police were
called into the case. These were the
facts they were given: ;

Millard Ames Jr., 27, a mechanical
engineer, had come home early that
afternoon, He was immediately puzzled
by his mother’s absence. It wasn’t only
that she was generally home. But every-
thing seemed to indicate that she hadn’t
gone out. Her coat was still in the closet
— and it was bitterly cold outside. Her
overshoes were still at home too — and
there was high snow on the ground.
Moreover, she’d been ironing and hadn’t
removed the iron’s plug from the socket
when she left... Millard had found the
ironing board singed.

Yet Mrs. Ames was nowhere about
the house, though it had been searched
from top to bottom.

Mrs. Ames’ daughter, Sylvia, 23, had
meanwhile returned home. She and her

46/ True Mystery Detective — June 1975

‘ brother had gone calling on neighbors.

No one had seen their mother. They
checked with relatives. They hadn’t seen
or heard from her either.

The police tried to console Millard
and Sylvia Ames. They said that people
were always “disappearing’’ — they got
a dozen or so such reports a day — and
these “missing” persons invariably
turned up again.

But privately the police had to admit
to themselves there was something
fantastic about it all. It was unlikely
that anybody would have gone out on
this day without a coat and overshoes —
and it was most unnatural for a woman
to have gone anywhere leaving her
ironing half-finished. What is more, the
50-year-old woman, slender and pretty,
had a spotless reputation. She was a
homebody who liked nothing better
than to sit around and sew and keep
house for her children. Moreover, she
lived in the center of a populous neigh-
borhood — she couldn’t have gone very
far in any direction without someone
having seen her. Yet not a soul had laid
eyes on her.

It was incredible that she could be
missing — and yet Mrs. Ames was as
completely missing as if she’d never
really existed!

Millard Ames, Jr., as it happened, was
a scoutmaster and he had his troop go

(Continued on page 48)

The victim: her life was blamele

SS.

man disguising his voice like a girl's.”

“What time was all this, do you re-
call?” Brazell asked,

The driver pointed to a corner of the
bill Brazell was still holding. The time
of delivery was marked there as ten-
thirty. A.M.

“Maybe this does prove something,”
Brazell mused, “Look. The neighbors
saw no suspicious strangers hanging
around. Also, Mrs. Nelson left her
house locked, but still somebody got in.
And when she returned the house was
locked again. Get it?”

Tracy shook his head slowly, Brazell
continued, “That somebody—not a total
stranger, mind you, or the neighbors
might have paid more attention to him
—had a key to the house, Obviously,
that person was a man, for only a man
would be strong enough to carry a body
up a ladder the way Mrs, Ames was, and
only a man would try to cover up his
voice by trying to sound like a woman,
He wasn’t Ellsworth, we’re sure of that
—so who was he?”

_Brazell didn’t wait for an answer to
his final question. He went back to the
Police car, started it impatiently, and
drove rapidly with Tracy back to Sted-
man Street. He halted before Number
120 and they got out. Mrs, Nelson an-
swered Brazell’s ring.

“Mrs, Nelson,” the detective began
as soon as he walked inside, “who, be-
side you and Mr, Ellsworth, has a key
to the house?”

The housekeeper frowned in thought.
“Nobody, I’m sure, Wait a minute.” She
scurried back to the kitchen, and the
officers could hear the sound of the
handling of a set of keys. Mrs, Nelson
returned quickly, holding a key chain,

“Mabel had a key, of course. But I
had to check to see for sure if she for-
got to return it when she left,” Mrs.
Nelson said.

“Mabel? Who’s Mabel?” Brazell asked,

Mabel Carter, they were told, was a
young blonde-haired girl, a domestic
worker, who had boarded at the Ells-
worth home, She had married a former
lumberjack, Frank Jenner, who also
had lived with his Wife for a brief
period before leaving to return to the
logging country. Instead of going with
her husband, Mabel had remained in
Syracuse to work for an attorney. She
had, however, moved out of the Ells-
worth home. The housekeeper didn’t
know the girl’s present address, or the
name of her lawyer employer.

“This Frank Jenner,” Brazell said,
“what did he look like?”

Mrs. Nelson described Jenner as a
tall, husky fellow with blond hair. He
was a rather handsome young man.

“This may be just the iead we're look.
ing for, Don,” Brazell remarked to
Tracy as they were leaving. “My guess
is that we'll be able to trace Mabel easier
than Frank Jenner. Let’s see if she’s Teg-
istered with any of the domestic help
agencies.”

At the third office they tried, the
proprietor had a Mabel Carter on file,
but not a Mabel Carter Jenner. As the
residence noted on the Carter Tegis-
trant’s card was 120 Stedman Street,

the detectives were positive they had
found the right girl. The final entry on
the card showed that Mabel had stayed
on her last job for little more than a
week the previous December—leaving
it on the 14th!

“It’s a strange coincidence that she
should quit her job on that particular
day,” Tracy remarked to Brazell. “We've
got to find her.”

The last employer of Mabel Carter,
or Mabel Carter Jenner, was an attorney
well known in Syracuse. The officers
recognized the name immediately, and
they drove to the man’s business ad-
dress. The resultant interview was short.
The lawyer told them that he had won.
dered why the girl left after working
such a brief time: But Mabel had in-
formed the lawyer’s wife that she was
going back to her home in Littleton,
New Hampshire, because her husband,
whom she described as a lumberjack,
had gotten work in that section.

LC. WAS nearly evening by the time
the detectives checked back at head-
quarters. They went directly to the
chief’s office, and soon Rapp was listen-
ing to a full report of his subordinates’
activities.

“I think you may be right,” he said
when the detectives had concluded.
“The girl holds the key, literally and
figuratively, to this case. Let’s call the
Littleton authorities immediately.”

Suiting action to the word, Chief
Rapp put a phone call through to the
‘New Hampshire town, and in a few
minutes he was talking to Police Chief
Van Gardner, who promised to check
immediately. While the Syracuse offi-
cials awaited word from the New Hamp-
shire town, Chief Gardner got busy at
once. He had heard that Mabel Carter
had come back to town some weeks
ago, but he hadn’t known she had mar-
tied Frank Jenner. Nobody in town had
known it, either. Gardner summoned
Deputies Ed Buck and George Richter
and asked them to start a search for the
girl.

For several hours the local switch-
board was busy while the three men
called people for miles around, seeking
some word of the Carter girl's where-
abouts. It was getting late when Gardner
finally put the phone down, a wry smile
on his face.

“Okay, George and Ed,” he said
quietly. “I know where she is. We're
going for a ride.”

In the chief’s car, the trio sped deep
into the New Hampshire hills for more
than an hour. Often the roads they
took were rutted and bumpy. They stop-
ped at last before a neat farmhouse.

A honey-haired young woman an-
swered Chief Gardner’s knock at the
back door. She peered out into the
gloom, her trim figure outlined by the
light from inside, and opened the door
wide only when Garner revealed his
identity to her.

“Come in,” she said curiously, “What
do you want?” ”

“You're Mabel Carter, aren’t you?”
Gardner inquired.

‘That’s right,” the blonde said. “But

what do you want with me?”

“Where’s Frank Jenner?” Gardner
asked.

“He went out to the barn a little while
ago to——”

She broke off, interrupted by the
sudden opening of the door, A blond,
powerfully-built man stood in the door.
way. Silently he surveyed the three of-
ficers. He seemed undecided—whether
to come in or dash out again. Chief
Gardner made up the man’s mind. He
slid out his service revolver,

“All right, Jenner,” Gardner said,
putting the gun in line with one of
the man’s shirt buttons. “Sit down over
here.” He motioned to a chair with the
gun.

His face sullen and dark with fear,
Jenner shuffied toward the chair the of.
ficer had indicated, and sat down wood-
enly.

“What do you guys want anyhow?”
he growled hostilely.

Gardner appraised Frank Jenner cool-
ly for a few seconds. He saw a young
man whose chief asset was obviously
muscular strength, not strength of
character. Gardner’s dry, matter-of-fact
voice shattered the strained silence.
“Jenner, you killed Florence Ames,
didn’t you?”

It was more an accusation than a
question. “The Syracuse police know
you're the man they want. No doubt
about it,” Gardner went on in his calm,
inexorable way. “They have evidence.
They know why and how you did it.
How you strangled her with your bare
hands. They know everything.”

The lumberjack’s mouth compressed
tightly. Gardner’s totally unexpected
barrage of words had destroyed his
bravado. He stared back at the chief,
then down at the unwavering muzzle of
the revolver. Suddenly, his lips began
to work nervously and his body trem-
bled. His voice was husky and strained
when he finally spoke.

“Yeah, I did it,” he said hoarsely.
“I thought she had lots of dough. I
used to see her all dressed up like a
million bucks—a real stunner. I used to
peep in on her and watch her dress.”

Frank Jenner told how he planned
on coming back to see Florence Ames
after he and Lucy had left the Ells-
worth house. The attractive housewife
had been on his mind, and finally he
returned on the morning of December
14th. He had the kéy to the house at
120 Stedman Street which Mabel had
forgotten to give back. He had stolen
it from Mabel’s pocketbook,

Jenner said he arrived at the Ells-
worth house shortly after ten a.m, No-
body was home, and he had entered,
then sat around for a while trying to
figure out how to go about trapping
Florence Ames alone. He had been look.
ing out the side window, studying Flor-
ence’s house, when he saw the Dey
Brothers delivery car pull up. He watch-
ed while the driver rang the Ames bell,
then suddenly started over to Number
120. At first Jenner was worried over
this unexpected development, so he
stayed in the kitchen when the delivery
man rang. Jenner simulated a woman’s

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voice when he called out for the man
to leave the parcel.

Florence Ames returned home not
long afterward, and Jenner waited per-
haps half an hour before telephoning
next door and telling the woman that
she could pick up her package there.
The unsuspecting victim thus was lured
into the trap. She came over promptly,
and Jenner escorted her to the kitchen.
There the lumberjack contrived to get
behind the woman. He’d waited for
just that moment of unpreparedness on
her part. He swiftly picked up a chair
and smashed her over the head.

“She tried to fight back,” the self-
confessed killer related, “but she was
too weak. I grabbed her around the
neck and choked her hard. Then I got
the ladder from the cellar and picked
up some old rags, too. I carried her up-
stairs, set the ladder up and hid her
in the attic under the rags.”

Following the killing, Jenner had
gone to Florence Ames’ house and
searched about for money. He found
her purse and left after emptying it.

“How much did you get?” Gardner
asked.

The husky young man_ shrugged.
“Two dollar bills, and maybe half a
buck change.”

ARDNER now ordered Jenner to

empty his pockets. Wonderingly,
the lumberjack pulled some silver from
his trouser pockets, a large knife, a
wallet, a handkerchief and, lastly, a
key ring. Gardner took the articles from
him, but his gaze lingered on the ring.
Four keys hung from it. The sheriff
was curious to know which key admit-
ted Jenner to the house where he had
committed murder. He asked Jenner
if he could point it out. .

“Sure, it’s that one,” Jenner said,
nonchalantly indicating the key without
hesitation. He didn’t realize that this
piece of metal could forge a powerful
link in the murder case which would
be prepared against him.

Frank Jenner’s wife. Though she had
been with him in Syracuse, and later
followed him northward, she had had
no knowledge of his fearful crime. The
lovely and deluded girl stared at Jen-
ner with shock and disgust as he unfold-
ed his macabre tale.

signed by the powerful lumberjack, and
Syracuse officers were sent to Littleton
to take him back to New York State.
Jenner, on the return journey, was
taciturn and sneering. He didn’t care

Mabel Carter, it developed, was not

The next day extradition papers were

to say anything further about the kill-
ing, but he did admit that the noose
he had placed about his victim’s throat
was purely an after-thought.-“In case
I hadn’t finished’ her off down in the
kitchen,” he said callously.

In Syracuse, meantime, Detectives
Brazell and Tracy had unearthed addi-
tional evidence against Jenner. Two
persons were found who had seen Jen-
ner in the neighborhood just before ten
o’clock on the morning of December
14th. They had though nothing of it
and thus hadn’t remembered to tell the
detectives about him. To them, Jenner
wasn’t a stranger but a former boarder
at the Ellsworth house.

The state prepared its case against
Frank Jenner with care. His trial be-
fore Circuit Judge Frank M. Malpass
started on April 26th, 1939. The dis-
trict attorney soon crushed Jenner’s
thin defense and the jury was so con-
vinced that it returned a verdict of
guilty after deliberating but half an
hour. Judge Malpass, on May 4th,
sentenced the man who had killed a
woman for “two dollars and maybe
half a buck change” to die in Sing Sing’s
electric chair.

On the appointed day, Frank Jenner
walked stoically to the lethal chair and
paid for his heinous crime. *

Editor’s Note: The names Cynthia
Nelson, Robert Ellsworth and Mabel
Carter, are fictitious.

TEENAGE MISTRESS

(Continued from page 39)

over Inspector Peternell and the two in-
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in December, he took the stand in his
own behalf and stood by the story he
had told the police. He had never met
Stephanie, he claimed. The jury did not
believe him, for after a trial which lasted
some seven weeks, they pronounced him
guilty on January 25th, 1956, The judge
promptly sentenced Abbott to die in the
gas chamber.

The California supreme court turned
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the execution was set for March 15th,
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up easily, however. They kept right on
trying to get a stay and finally succeed-
ed at 11:20 the morning Abbott was
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GHOSTLY RETURN

(Continued from page 31)

The newspapers published pictures
of the missing housewife on their front
pages. Squads of boy scouts offered
assistance by combing the deep drifts
of snow around the Ames house on the
chance that the woman had somehow
fallen in one and gotten buried alive.
No sign of Florence Ames was discover-
ed, and despite much newspaper and
radio publicity throughout the ensuing

* days, nobody turned up to give any in-

formation concerning the woman or her
whereabouts. The mystery of her strange
disappearance deepened.

Syracuse detectives were baffled—
and somewhat troubled. A housewife
had been in her home when the work-
ing members of the family left in the
morning. By that evening she had van-
ished from the face of the earth with-
out leaving a trace of what happened
to her. The storm of unrest growing
in the local newspapers was based on
the common nature of the mystery—
there were thousands of housewives
left alone every day in Syracuse. What
had happened to one, could conceiv-
ably happen to another, or to many
more.

“A missing person leaves some trace,”
Chief Rapp told his men. “They pack
clothes, buy a train ticket—or if it’s
violence involved, then we find a blood-
stain or an overturned chair. Florence
Ames just evaporated into thin air.”

The concentrated efforts of the force
plugged grimly at breaking through the
curtain of mystery shrouding the Ames
case, but none of the normal avenues
of investigation led to the whereabouts.
of the attractive housewife. Christmas
came and went, and the New Year, and
then the entire month of January. The
name Florence Ames could choke off
any joke a cop tried to tell at head-
quarters as January passed and then
the first two weeks of February.

T WAS on the 17th of that month
that the occupant of the house next
door to the Ames place was called away

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San Quentin at the exact minute, but it
was too late, Burton Abbott had entered
the gas chamber at 11:16, Cyanide pel-
lets had been lowered into the sulphuric
acid crock at 11:18.

The 11:20 call had been minutes late.
Burton Abbott was dead, taking with
him many of the secrets surrounding
teen-ager Stephanie Bryan’s murder.
His last act had been a good one, Ab-
bott requested that his body be turned
over to the University of California
Medical School for research purposes,
which it was.

Editor's Note: The name, Ralph
Shrabe, is fictitious.

from his after-dinner newspaper by his
two young children.

“Daddy, please come up here,” the
young boy shouted from the upstairs
spare room. “There’s something you
ought to see—a brown snowman on the
ceiling.”

The paper was instantly put aside,
and the snowman on the ceiling investi-
gated. The father went to the second
floor room and gazed upward. With sur-
prise he noticed a brownish splotch
perhaps three feet long and about half
as wide on the white, calcimined surface.
He frowned. If the roof leaked, he had
to have it repaired at once.

He got a flashlight and hauled his
stepladder up from the cellar. With
these he was ready to get up into the
attic through the ceiling trapdoor in
the hall. After climbing up the ladder, he
pushed open the trap with some diffi-
culty and wriggled carefully up into the
blackness overhead. He played the
slender ray of light from his flash about
the attic, seeking the area above the
stained ceiling. Presently the beam
struck a strange, shapeless mass lying
on the crossbeams. For the first time,
the man became aware of a close, pe-
culiarly offensive odor. He edged to-
ward the object, and as he came closer
the smell became stronger. Genuinely
disturbed, the homeowner noticed in
the light of the flash that the mass
seemed to be a pile of rags. .

He lifted the top layer off gingerly,
pointing the beam underneath. A second
later he whirled away and as quickly as
he could make his way back down the
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The homeowner led the way upstairs
to the attic trapdoor. The ladder was
still positioned beneath it, and Chief
Rapp promptly ascended, a flashlight in
his hand.

When he came down five minutes
later his face was set in stern lines. “It’s
a woman’s body,” he said. “Hanlon, get
your camera and make some pictures up
there before we move it out. Doc, you
take over after that.”

Hanlon’s work required another fif-
teen minutes, and when he was finish-
ed he packed his equipment and started
back to headquarters to develop his
film. Now Coroner Gak, the police chief
and the two detectives went up the
ladder. The attic, gloomy and cramped
and lighted only by the officers’ flash-
lights, was at best a difficult place for
a doctor to work in. Nevertheless, Gak
went over the corpse with practiced
efficiency.

“She’s been dead a long time,” he
said when he had finished. “I’ll be able
to tell you more when I get the body
to the morgue. She was strangled, there’s
a clothesline about her throat. There
also seem to be some bruises around
the head.”

Chief Rapp frowned. “Dead a long
time? Two months—maybe?”

Dr. Gak looked thoughtful. “That’s
possible.”

“It’s two months or so since Florence
Ames disappeared,” Rapp said quietly.
“What’s more, I remember that she
lived in the house right next door.”

Dr. Gak was obviously startled at the
implication. “I'll call for an ambulance
and get the body to the morgue,” he
said. “I'll arrange to get a full report
to you immediately.”

Downstairs, the homeowner had
packed his children off to bed, mean-
time, and waited anxiously for the of-
ficers. His perturbation, as Chief Rapp
questioned him, was apparent. “I don’t
know how a body could have got up
there,” he said, shaking his head.
“How,” he demanded, spreading his
hands in bewilderment, “did it get into
the house in the first place?”

The chief shrugged. “That’s
thing we’ll have to find out.”

“IT live here with my two children
and I employ a housekeeper to look
after things while I’m at work,” the
man said voluntarily. “This woman is
a gentle, middle-aged. person named
Mrs. Cynthia Nelson. When I’m work-
ing and the children are in school, only
Mrs. Nelson is around, of course. But
occasionally she has to go out shopping,
so the house would be empty now and
then.”

“But it’s locked then, isn’t it?” Detec-
tive Brazell asked.

“Certainly,” the homevuwner - said.
“I’m sure Mrs. Nelson is very careful
in that respect.”

“Yet you never saw any sign that the
house was broken into during the past
couple of months?” Chief Rapp in-
quired. “How could that body get up
there without someone seeing it?”

The homeowner, Robert P. Ellsworth,
shook his head in bewilderment. “I wish

one

I knew,” he said with obvious concern.

The police waited until the corpse was
removed, then returned to headquarters.
Chief Rapp at once instructed Detec-
tives Brazell and Tracy to pull the case
file on Florence Ames and to bring jit
to his office.

“I’m quite certain fhat corpse will
turn out to be the missing Mrs. Ames,”
Rapp told his subordinates soberly. “I
want you men to take it from here.”

His listeners nodded. They recognized
it as no easy assignment. The initial step
for the two detectives was to acquaint
themselves with every detail so far
known. The complete record was in the
file, and Chief Rapp, who was familiar
with the work already done, went over
it with his men. When they had finish-
ed, Detective Brazell put through a call
to Coroner Gak at the morgue.

The coroner when Brazell got him
on the phone, said that he was practical-
ly finished with his examination of the
corpse. It was that of Florence Ames, he
declared emphatically. Her photograph
and known description, sent over to the
morgue by Rapp’s record bureau, prov-
ed the identification beyond question.
Furthermore, the woman had been beat-
en over the head severely, but the actual
cause of death had been the noose
around her throat. Also, deep bruises
on the neck indicated that prior to the
rope, she had been strangled manually.

“We're looking for, a very strong
man,” Gak said. “Very strong.”

HE FOLLOWING day the town

was shocked to read of the murder
and the surprising way in which the
weird repository of the body was un-
covered. Police telephones were over-
loaded with callers offering purported
tips and information. Chief Rapp realiz-
ed most, even all, of these were fig-
ments of overactive imaginations, yet
he ordered several of his detectives to
investigate each likely sounding story.
Meanwhile, Detectives Brazell and
Tracy returned to Stedman Street.

The Ames family had been advised
early that morning that the police were
going to call on them, and they were
waiting when the two detectives arriv-
ed. Sympathetically, Brazell and Tracy
questioned the grief-stricken people.
Their memories of every moment of the
fateful December 14th—the day Flor-
ence Ames -had_ disappeared—were
probed skillfully, but the family could
not recall anything unusual concerning
that day. Florence Ames had been in
good health and in her customary fine
spirits.

“Did she keep much money around
the house?” Tracy inquired.

“Only enough for her daily needs,”
the son replied.

Leaving the Ames home, the officers
made a tour of the houses on the block.
With the exception of the single neigh-
bor who had spoken to Florence Ames
on the morning of her disappearance,
nobody had seen her. The last house
to be visited was the Ellsworth home.

“I’m sure the murder was in or con-
nected with that house, rather than the

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Ames place,” Brazell said to his partner
on the way up the walk. “Mrs, Ames
wasn’t killed in her own home. There
was no sign of violence there. She must
have walked to her neighbor’s volun-
tarily. Remember, she didn’t take her
coat or overshoes out with her, or her
purse. And what woman would leave
her iron on the way she did?”

Tracy nodded, “She figured on com-
ing right back.”

“Somebody called her to come next
door,” Brazell said. “Somebody she
knew, naturally.”

When they got to the Ellsworth house
they found that Detective Hanlon had
already been there, Hanlon had spent
more than an hour working the place
over for clues, then he had gone back
to headquarters, Brazell telephoned Han-
lon from the house.

The identification expert told Brazell
that he had been unable to find any
prints in the attic, on the trapdoor, or
the ladder. He had doubted that he
could raise any prints after two months,
so the negative results of his search had
not been unexpected. Hanlon told De-
tective Brazell that he had already ex-
amined the rags which had covered the
corpse, but that nothing could be de-
duced from them,

Mrs, Nelson, the Ellsworth house-
keeper was anxious to help the two de-
tectives. She had known and liked Mrs.
Ames, she informed them, However, as
the housekeeper recalled her movements
on the fatal day it became increasingly
doubtful that she would add anything
of value to the officers’ slender store of
information, She had gone shopping,
she said, around ten o'clock, and after
that she had gone to visit some friends,
She had returned home in time for the
Ellsworth children’s homecoming from
school, somewhere toward three P.M.

“When I got back, the house was just
as I had left it that morning,” she re-
lated. “Nothing was disturbed.”

“And yet somebody had to come in
while you were gone.” Tracy insisted,
“Mrs. Ames was seen on the street at
about the time you left this house. That
was the last time anyone saw her until
Mr. Ellsworth found the body in the
attic. So she had to be put up there
while you were gone.”

Mrs. Nelson regarded the lawmen
helplessly. “I suppose so,” she said, “I
remember that day well.”

“Would you mind going back over
everything that you did after you came
back to the house?” Detective Brazell
requested,

“Certainly,” she said. “I recall that
with the bundles in my hands, things
I'd bought at the stores, I had a little
trouble getting my key out and opening
the door. I picked up a package on the
table—”

Detective Brazell interrupted the
housekeeper. “What package — one you
had brought with you from the stores?”

“No,” the woman said, frowning. “I
never thought of it before, but that
package wasn’t on the table when I
left. Someone must have left it there
while I was out.”

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“Do you remember what was in it?”

“I never opened it, It was addressed
to Florence Ames. I took it to her house
and gave it to her daughter the next
day.”

Whatever the parcel had contained,
its presence in a locked house was sig-
nificant, Tracy and Brazell left Mrs.
Nelson abruptly and walked across the
short lawn between the Ellsworth and
Ames places. The young daughter was
at home.

“What package?” Miss Ames repeated
when Brazell inquired about it. “Oh—
yes. Mrs. Nelson brought it over the
next morning. Mother had bought a
Christmas gift for my brother at Dey
Brothers and I suppose they delivered
it to Mr. Ellsworth’s house for some
reason. I can’t imagine why.”

“We'll find out why,” Tracy promis-
ed, He and Brazell returned to their car
and drove towards the Dey Brothers
store.

HE manager of the establishment

speedily brought out the shipping
records of December 14th when the
detectives told him what they wanted.
“I hope we can help you,” he said
dubiously.

He ran through a sheaf of customers’
bills, and finally picked one out. “Here
it is, December 14th. The customer is
Ames at 116 Stedman. The driver’s no-
tation says no one was at home—so
he left the package with the next door
neighbor.”

“We'd like to talk to that driver,”
Tracy said,

The manager picked up the telephone
and called the shipping department of
the store, Five minutes later a clean-cut
young man walked in.

“Do you remember delivering a pack.
age to Ames at 116 Stedman last De-
cember 14th?” Brazell asked.

The driver gazed at the officer reflec-
tively. “Ames? That’s the woman they
found murdered, isn’t it?” Brazell nod-
ded and the employe hesitated a mo-
ment before continuing. “Yes,” he said.
“I recall it now. Nobody was home. I
took it to the house next door.”

“Who let you in there?”

“Why—nobody!” the driver replied.
“I didn’t think of it at the time, but
after I rang the bell I saw the door was
partly open. I rang a second time and
when I heard someone say, ‘Who's
there? What do you want?’ I called out
that I wanted to leave a package for
the people next door, and would it be
okay. So this woman, anyway it sound-
ed like a woman, said, ‘Okay, just leave
it on the hall table.’ ”

“Why did you say it sounded like a
woman?” Tracy asked.

“Well,” the driver said, “it was a high
voice, like a woman's, but rather hoarse
—as though she had a cold.”

“Could it have been a man pretending
to be a woman?” Tracy suggested. “You
didn’t see the person, did you?”

“I didn’t think of that,” the young
man exclaimed. “I just opened the door,
put the package on the table and walked
out. Like you say, it could have been a

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~Cenining: N. 2 July 29. =Eighteen year-old Elmer Hyatt. the-
r= Jumping convicted layer of + Patrotman Widham A. O'Brien. of Rochester. :

argest Prise’ was put to death in the evectric chair in Sing Sing Prison to-might, =| 271 Shares of “Eastman Kodak
Tigh ames Hyatt entefed the death chamber to the shouts of “‘good- a and $67.650 in Liberty Bouds.
i a ' from the sire pea resrtbariaee house. oy,
om 8 - “Good-by, boys, c ia return ashe ota walked to’
wenizet bY’ the chair, accompanied by Rev. A. N. Petersen, Protestant chaplain

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Tranedertat afilavite on the estate

ethibitwen. of John ©. Barnart, senior partuer of
in _— vot of the prison. Barnard, Porter & Reonongton, paint
| The show, Hyatt. was the youngest persos ever { Heaters, whe diet on dune Sth show
ther Uth. and Put to death in Ming Sing prinnn. He, thatche left property valied at S112.
offer $15,009 , bad Bot reached his sightecath bicthtay | Bidies WN 1tN tie Lomereh ion penee Ani An

seus small debts part the-entate is
shown te have a net value of SIMO HI,
/ eceording to papers hlel with Surrogace
_ Selden & Rrown rester tay afterpoan
Strange to say. at the death of Mr
Rarnard no will conld be found and tre
Sentare will he divide! equally amons &
| brother, a nephew srt three sisteen, each

feat prise list, Whea he shat and bifed the Rochester |
Ary. amd the Policemas after as etchange of eae
frow 12, 9 shots.

» 128 elasers.; During his impriscament in the death |
ster will be q house Hyatt wae enafident that Gover-
mm: the East, por Kmith would coramate his sentence
‘and be dif met zive ap hope until the

that a: sone the Gererner gi ch? Of them peeeiving S2LLIER, Thee are
» the history oe gives mee ec ace | us y 4 2 ;

i f = eRoa J. Barnard of Ne Ut Rutgers
bia the opes [OF om Will make good," he maid | | treet we aister: Nertha’ C. Madden. of

of the show,”
eure by the oe 8 y Tocernar Smith, bearing the nan ants
wave “Tarntah- wereral- wf the jrmere whe convicted -
horse shaw, | the young’ man ia her efforts to obtain
ne po qvatess bat the Gesernor dechae! to.
BE erent and, ‘Blervene.
we and dash: ‘File oother, Mre. Vina Doncher. snit
ewded steat.'* brother paki a farewell vimt to eh
‘thie evening.

ter. Sarah Miller of Paneviite, a sister
idames ED Rittrenoof Viek Park AL oa
“nephew. and Weary Racvard. of No 1072
Rargers street, a Deother.

Large Amount ‘tin Bond@a

a Sevording to the afilaiee Me Bac.
par! jefe S125. 7 in real encate, STE.O10

tim stn he St140en: "3 in bards, Pen.
* ery after the eaeeilin: Prien att TREO in mortgagee, notes and cash;
le received & telephone measaze £07 TUS 88, mincellaceons.

age" sevee “ef from New: York police inferming them

Mr. Rarnani’s share in the firm of
oo clacean, na | that Robert Lae meas ayia there, Barrard Porter & Reminzton is. as:
the jempe | had told them he commit e mr. farcsedd ar MMOUOESS awomling to the

OP bor for which Fiystt wae nn® to teat’

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Sat ‘papere nef fe bad in his Possesaion
nmear stake} ‘| Rev. Betersen, the chaplain, tart me S100) worth of War Savings Stans,
2 jamp is an’ Luli was ever raised as ta Hsatv 3} ELMER H. HYATT. besides f07 er in Laberty teas, etis nd-
re show, mt suilt.- - --,ed ae follows Second doan, S10 c0e
last three or, ‘Albany. bat several postponements car. third han, $12.40, soarth lean lean, $225,
: hed s (tial the srcument inte Apel. A month “3 pp rary Toa, BVT aa Besiies the
7, aad at: laicethe areN Sean lode nite] States scmernment teria Mr.
1 Last-miante efforts to cave Hrate (tft part of Appea'e bar dawn 4
) fo veodsce! trom the chair were nmavailitg. Tel # tvs afirming the decision of the, Paraard had Satu worth of Amglo-
terams were seat to the overnoe isst sistas ae bie Fl le psiiaiia tay securities Liste! oa part
feveniag aeking him what he Wass gun: ea last resort. bis atterner, Elmer on ee
Cease wife leg da with the case. but vo replies were M. Mhaffer, aed hie nicther, Mm. Vina - -t ie eate are OV? shares of Eastman
ade pas teeth ing. The Geverner hal taken Dorghty, weet before the Governor. pean olin lt igen 2 ie ns
pers cont ‘ eeaief Allian-e Hank
* the case unter afivisement a week sx a nie

Yn Severs! Burglaries. Mtoek, valbied mt 817% each, Slew omas, Olep
aharee of Linenin National Bank store,
vilned at S225 each. Slee, thirts-,
threes abares of Security Troe ¢ ‘ompaby
Stee. valved at S400 emeh, SL LO0: Jo
cabaree of Biporters and Traders Na-
tepal Bara let New York atoen,
at Ee each, Sosa,
Sonthern Pacitic stock.

Estate of Daniel Holmes.

| Wednesday afternoon. Be :
tweaty-foor | Telephones rane im the sewspaper of | WFyart an? g@ compania, Robert Le
Desiden wine fices ai] evening Mec, many inquires CORE? wha served time om Ehnira
wd backneys! esking what had bees deve with the Reformatore. were belt reanonsible for
| youth's ease. Many Rerwoes were, found ,2 see of house borélanes which cnl
oth the same | ‘whe believed that Hyatt's sentenc- @inated with the murder of the fehee
shows cork: | shes'd be commuted to hfe finprien-, Man. Le Compte wae ont with Hyatt
fearin-bind | ment. @ome gave e« reasons that a.°% the pizht of the billing.
w. Amother! srmbep of other men. wot Americana? Herat wae oren breakinz iste @ Ronee
the best cel-| bed been sent to milder fates for worne im (itreom avenve. and a ncighber tele
irsen im ome! erimen, dphaned the Thirl precinct that a bueglar |
& peir_egad erty ia the week a report wae cyfei-wtt atfemplins fo enter the place Of :
rest that Hyatt was to tie oa Wednes. / Aver O'Brien burried to the Garon ave
der evening, but thie was (siee, for the 2%e hame on a motorcvese and made his
was set for last erening Pree tee sme ses thea Irene, Jonas
ae WRriem rea: the back porch, Hs-
Expected Barly Release. att mppeared im the dwewar, anid what
Vyatt'’s last words, “tiend-be bey. 7 Ssiowal ie rather vague. UWDvatt elaime
wemed to reveal the Jemesarr ke had 1%: the pohecemaa orfered bie ta throw
} maintained {rom the beginning of ye UP his hands and halt, amd then fee-l.
jhe goeer af | star’ ia Bing King priave. Sle lad urmly 2h thet he tHyatty on’y Greil ig self
¢ $220 for 8 believed that be never woukl sre the ‘Tefence. :
calle for ahe rie chair, When lating for (man Heart wae Bit ta the «de Sy one of Telation, S151 Sanford Wo Abhes,
idings to he. ing Tiree days alter bis conviction he UHrien'« bnilete bit masared to jump; ef Canan es ZUR no rebtinn. S748),
¥ with rom! declared im the preesero of newspaper Ut of the freet window ant make bia; Fravk Mboey of Beaton, S06 Byren
“Keapesition | mea snd iepaty sheriffs et the New 97 arcned the other aide of the house. haaiae at i wheter nerelarion, Gee ty
este Central stat:on that he getiewnd be! Derewtire Wiliam f.indser arrived on beg eal Modis of Canandaiens,
i ef Slee | womid-Leibach la Avuuen ot laithe Mow: tle acres pret im time to me bivatt dash, ie Tinta heels at Hebcumi, ap
r hitedetphia. foe county jail withm as moath«. arenn.t @ corner of the heuse, and Lanehate : pm Kenneth Ather ent
¥ Bes. Th hiyatt was coavicted carly im Oetoher, | b¢ eut after htm. Res gan pee bo relaben, $i hs.
nd a notable | and wan comteaced ta die by Justice Wi, The Jeath. injured, eos Fearn | of Werrester,, Mass.
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Constance, Uam W. Clark in Supreme. Coug,, He sen Semmanded to halt be the detec . ste. Kage: nf Beeckport, $500:

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Daniel Melmes, a Brockport atlugnes,:
why deat on Feornary 1, ISLS, show
that he jett property af the valne of
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the eudes ment fiumd of St Lane's Bye:
Copal Chara ef Broek; ort and Sa te
the Domenie and Foreign Misaun Seo
frety of Cie Protestant Rpt Churet
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LAY OF FINANCE"

1 Plunger in Wall Street
Hero of Owen Davis's
eresting Melodrama. -

EPIGODES”

REALISTIC

. Crane,. Who ‘Acts Ruined!

a ators, Excels in. a “Smash-
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Davis. At the: Forty-sighth

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vcoceces-Ieonard W fitey
Gesose- -Ciifford Jtenipsey
enneth MacKenna

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ceess Ulric. Collins
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first of - a pair of plays. which
suddenly- to.-cnliven the week-
oughhewn but interesting melc-

Ito is the tale of a youthful
who invades Wall Street: and
:quers and is ruined by it, and,
presents certain’ surface. simi-
Wier another Impending: work, it

ght burriedly to tuwp at Ieast

dass~—before— iti was qaite|*
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which | ‘should leave Mr.

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; | fe apparently been so thor-
to justify. the substitution of his
‘© that. of the original author.
is has told, in six brisk’ «pi-
the tale of a youth who first
all Street. into a. state of supine
‘m, Who then negiccta wife and
devote himself wiidiy to” the,
nance and who, finally wrecked
pancialty - and: physicaily, turns
¢s on this ancient enemy. and
i's of @ return to normality. :
ining e takes place real-
a @ Wall Street office, with
“and the board working:
Bradford to lay: the

jon for his militon, and when the
falls his stock {s going up at

| previous criminal . record.

ADMITS FALSE CONFESSION.

————

Man Who Tried to Save Hyatt Now
: - Regrets Efforts.

The young man who tried vainige to
aave Elmer Hyatt from: being put to
death at Sing Sing ‘Thuraday night for
the murder of a Rochester policeman,
by pretending that he himsclf had com-
mitted the crime, admitted yesterday
that he had no connection with the kill-
ing. His real name ts Francis M. Bar-
ranco. He isa former instructor at
New York University. Prolonged ex-
amination by Dr. Menas 8. Gregory in
the peychopathic ward at Bellevue drew
the admission from him with the ex-
Planation that he brooded over the ap-
proaching death of. Hyatt, and resorted
{tg the
cfforts to intercede had failed. : These
efforts. he told, incladed a visit to St.
Patrick's Cathedral in the hope of in-
ducing Mgr. Lavelle to. ald. ares
priest was out... = ®

A. BP. Karranco,: a brother of. the man,
made this ntatement after Seria: him
in the hospital: ©...

The defendant's real name c Fran-
cis M. Barranco, 28 years of age, re-

- | siding with friends on Autumn Avenue, '
From January,:1014, to 3920,

Brooklyn:-
Barranco resided in Cuba, and about °
February of this year came:to the city :
to visit his family. Upon his last visit:
members of. his family: noted” certain |
pecullarities in his conduct, which were :
of a perfectly harmlezs nature, such, as.
extreme aeticence and a desire-to be,
alone.
vorably, however, since his return from
Cuba: that his family felt reassured.

* Barranco was a:b

in hia etudies unhalanced his mind... .
*-*t le tolu- the. members of his family
who called.upon him at ‘the hospital to-
day thatche had. brooded over. the com-
ing execution of. the: 18-year-old boy
and. having failed to reach the author-
‘jties to obtain’a stay of execution until
public.opinion could be brought to bear,
he ‘decided. upon the’ unusual course
which Is now. a oualce: of public knowl:

grets the incident. The family will send

few days: for treatment.” :
‘Friends of Barranco. sald . ne: eradu=
ated from: New York University in 1903

Smith, who refused

Governor Alfred i
in a statement

clemency. in the’ case.

‘without any foundation in fact,’’ the
last moment message to Sing Sing was

Cither a hoax or the act of a dement-
‘ed. man” and Hyatt’s:** family and ‘his
hrttorney at a public” hearing admitted
that Uie=-boy~ killed the . policeman,’
while the attorney: admitted he did not
put Hyatt on the stand because: of ee
mith added that the presiding
said no other verdict: would have been
juatified wnder the evidence and the
Dtatrict: Attorney wid prosecuted Hyatt
was vigorous tn his oppesitlon. fa: excctls
tve-clemency, ©. ; te

hich {s poseibie -only in-p ds

ae PA kea ‘f:jm back

confession ‘* only after all other i ~*

The ee

His condition improved eo fe-:

lliant ‘student ati
college. and it is believed that overwork; and feed their hine-months-old twin |-

a ee
Phe Is quite: normal: today; and*Te~!
him to a saniterium within. thee neat —

and taught Latio andy Rinest tere: for |

the Gevernor» said. the ‘headline: was}

deet:

SHOOTS YOUNG WIFE
THEN KILLS HIMSELF

Toaloan: Husband Sends: ‘Bullet
Into Her Back as He Kissoa”
Her geod byes

TRIES To RESTORE “HER

Dresece aoe Feeds Twin Boys, 7 Then
- | ,@ees to Weods and Com...
mits Suicide...

. Special te The New York Timea.
WEST NYACK, N.Y... July 30.—
Harry 8. Scott, a New York business
man, called his young wife downstairs
fn their home here yesterday. told her
he had forgotten his commutation ticket
and asked her to wait while he ran up
and got {t froma bureau drawer,: that | br

he might kiss her good-bye. :

* A moment later Scott ran ‘downstairs,
: drew. the unusually pretty 26-year-old
: wife ciose to him With an encircling left
arm, pressed his. lips/to. hers, put his
Lright arm ‘about. “her. and. shot “her
through the back. She fell unconscious.
and ‘probably - will die =.

Scott,*
means as he knew, working over her for
three hours, interrupting his:-ministra-
tions now and then to bathe and dress

boys. Then, a8 he heard Mr. and Mrs.
H.-S. Cornell, his wife’s parents, return-
ing from New. York; he: ran from: the
back door into the woods and. killed
himself with the- same pistol.- State
trooper& found his body in the woods a
quarter. of a mile. spb ine home. this
afternoon... :

Insane Jealousy t because of: hie wife's |

beauty was/the only motive her mother
and father’ could offer to investigating

-officiala:=- Ther. -said Scott. loved: histoie L

deeply: and treated her perfectly. but

‘ribbon, and Scott, waiting near, heard

oe ‘fof
“feecording to Mr. Cornell,

“t tour.

applying. such ‘crude ‘curgical ‘

that he could not tear even the faintest.
hint of admiration for. her from . é
other man.. They told that not long a80'
the couple were in a- ‘Manhattan - -de-
partment store: The wife was buying

j@. passing man remark to another: —° ;
“ “There is an. unusually. beautiful wo-

man
(fe ety Erp oy
cry e eta a
Linh ene oe - such i pepper: ne his
wife threatened never to a
lic with him again unless he would
promize to act aah

Sergeant Francis M
State 1 Police, District Attorne
E. Lexow and Sheriff Al Morsit
find no more tengible eae tor
acts, but are con nung tne
tion.. They have little ho
n janvining,tateriat uniees es
covers onig! 8
and _ under. it constant care-in her bas,
r. S. W. Toms of Nyack...
Scott had cre for New York..

eee

lored as assistant meer by
. eile dealers, wi sl Coe pee Mrs.,
‘orne oOo were go opping

e tere them at the atation, sa:

ey are con

back to kill his wife and Nhat he calted
her downatairs that he might get his

pistol from he bureau drawer -
and thus encounter no resistance. a
he really gone back for oe ticket, they
. he would have called to wife to
it down to him, inst

own and then
self while she then fotne op

e Cornelis heard ‘back
slam as they returned in the
Upstairs they. found the twine
and the wife, unconscious, i .
Scott had taken some

and applied

wound, which extended around
the bullet coming out in fron

the trees, and ithwas not well =ore|
sea pot oa

that st was discov

cDirectoriea do vot ew. any
Oo. Ra irm similar:
about New York.

it ge

oF a

,aecscoernecnvue sett

acorn

: i
ee ee?

[SEW YORK, FRIDAY, JULY 80, 1920.

‘plation Merdames Is Refused:
ca rentey Will Appeal to oe Supremes Court

*. GTON, ‘Ju, chlet Jus-:
y of the District of -Columb!a .

attention a: the court to he. mice of
‘the Revised Statutes of the United States
yurt. today dismissed the: in which ts ret forth the power of the

- mandamus to compel Secre- ; ; Secretary. of State over “the laws o
to premulgate the Congres-: + passed by Congress. —
» resolution vetoed by. Preal-. The attorneys acserted. ‘that the Secre-
~a and declare, she United | j tary may declare as laws only such acts
2 race with Saher, and Aus- ‘of Congress as had recejved the ap-
~ >} proval of the President or had been aent
cane) an attorney of | to the Secretary by the President of the
who filed the petition, gave: Senate or the Speaker of the House,
on appeal to the District Court : depending on which body was the lest
_s and also announced his in- | to pass the act over the veto.”
: seeking - writ of certiorart’~ As the peace rerciution, after being
atted States Supreme Court: veteod by President Wilson, fatled of
: she’ case to that tribunal re-enactment fn the House. the Govern-
aMing Yor the action of the: pase contenried that the peace resolution
B ‘iate. tribunal, : rae { never reached Mr. (Colby, and thet a
point pf ‘ghzence ot fer- =. damus}to comps}. him to. promulgate |
ay ee pointed — ‘eat by the ecmething which he had never. precetves
“opment ‘attorneys: calied the‘ would be vain and usciess.

B BLAZE OUTS)”

= : Firemen 2 and Fireboats.

p EFENDS THE SEIZURE. BARGES. MOVED 10 SAFETY

2s Reparation for Mas- ‘Sugar-Laders Craft Saved fiom
of Japanese, Even. ats _ Burning: Area—South Road--
af “Russian Resentment.

_way Reopened at 2 A.M...

‘Shortly. “before: midnight. last: night.
ve perene on the Brgoklya? shore noticed

SF: a Staseated Press) -
aed Géverrinent has’ 5

Scan th -

oe “gn. the. Brooklyn side, where the
_ bridge: is about 125 feet above the water:

iy but :

seenriontoation’ Ja pot really a! i I ppond the biaze bad apread_ rapidly. “ana
oat ‘rather an. expceition of the | ehe. wooden. ties of ‘eurface car ‘and ele-
ere reset on preva tonn aN | vate tracks pn the: north: aide: of the

pled. “ : burned: for’ ie teeke S ne ‘names: ran
feats ‘tek here that Peet cscast ;

* che éetalle of the note should
{ros - Washington: and ~ “not.
Joanwhile 1t is considered ‘Atisely;

an. after: mature deliberation,
otd ap anawer. to Washington
-mpt to clarify official opinton

‘ F peataions any: pulannderennd Oe
troups at. Khabarovak

@ = the subject of an}

‘ton “veer ntly in the House of
-nizo Hattori, former sovernor |

bright. “from. the fire. and: its: reflection.
Two. sugar-laden barges of the American.
Sugar Kefinery were almort directly un-
der the burnipg area. and by the light.
‘| of the blaze: firemen’ and longshoremen
grt to: workions the Marece ant MT
them from under falling embers.

"The firemen who arrived finst oo the
bridge” ae hose”. to. standpipes,

to: oeeaty "Baghalia,

-|CONESSS HO

etree
*Werisoner Re Refuses t to > Answer Any|!

LSE

(eee in pene Ward are

“| Barron was:

foarih ‘sida of the: Wintamsburg =
“Bridge, about 100 feet from the water's

Ing. of the roadway, making. ‘the river | Siz

JUST ARRER rOUTH|
DIES PORITIN CHAN

Man Phones Police San ‘Save
Elmer Hyatt’s. Life and Is
ae Leaying bred Store. ‘

DETECTIVES ‘DOUBT. STORY

Questions Bearing. on peta
_ of Roches Murder.

HELD IN BELLEVUE HOSPITAL]

ee Doctor: Recognizes. Him. as:
Lee BS Boyhood Schoolmate.

: ces

- Bix. ‘minutes Y areeri ‘Elmer “Hyatt. “an cs

eighteen-year-old boy, died in the elec-
tric chair in Sing Sing Prison last night
the. police of ‘the West Forty-seventh
Street Station told prison: officials. over
the telephone that they: had in ¢ custody a
young Man named Robert Barron who
confessed the atime! tor which: ieee
had been execu

shot to. death “in. ‘Rochester, ‘thirteen

Hhatt, or else that his
i suilt. pare :dde:

was removed to tc psycopathioc.
Bellevue. for o' ation: by -Dr. Smith,
an ambulance # surgeon, who said he ree-
osaized b old schoolmate in the
Brook}: ‘and: ‘was. sure his

rife

the police
Hyatt contents

there after blaze

Botlde

the: robbery Ww

ee pa ths court 06.01
: telephone call to Police Headquarters in
‘which. he said” ‘that che and not Hyatt} ”

|| Including, however;
wt

ST. “ LOUIB,” > gay’ | 29.—Genator ;
James A. Reed announced here to=
day that the Senate. sub-committee
would not resume its investigation
of campaign expenditures of Presi-
dential candidates until September.

Senator Reed = a camper aoe ne
sub-committee.” -- 2:

thorough. He went on:” = :

Ea ee ee ear ok
money can be handed to committee-
men or delegates; and. if there is.
no law there should be one making:
such an offense bribery: . ‘The prac-.
} téshas to” be-stopped."*:

i nie

mopey—and
-At-4:10 o'clock @ Ponsi agent came &e.

| the-door. and_esed.{f there were any
| more who wanted their money." ‘There | |”
| were none, and the dvor was closed, pre- |. :

sumably to reopen in’ the morning for}
the next batch of the “‘ faithliess.":..It is
estimated that tearly half a lion
dollars was ‘aurned back 40. the: syablic
today:

: Miss Locy, Melt! Ponst's
clares. that. nearly $2,000,
pala the public since Monday,
a very large gumber
ss matured loans *. on which? the
Af f) id. -

occreatys At:
oo) has been

Drom 1Btwe

sum {,

ys. Vena,

ee Helen McRed-:
2 *rerege.: :

Julin -% arets_ Sol
ae i
i -« Margaret Behan,

Mea Mary Shea,
sswWer.
. William J. Cahill,

State ticket the
‘he action of -the,
ce (N * recom. |
Ja@res and;
ae | b ator.
Yn fa said to
2Tity of the cic:
ee CL x

— a

ERS MARC.
ES EURER
emen Statio

DEPUTY SHERIFF SLAIN
BY TRAPPED BANDITS

em ig + ee

Five of Michigan Band Captered

‘

+
<4

fe {

j band of robbers Bho looted the Farm-

[wiltes eas: of hers, this afternoon.

; then, five uf whunt were mild to-be mem-

Maid, of tix
‘the fight. 9 - :
{ The robhers were eurrounded in a
+Summer cotiage near Wolff Lake.
“lout. consisting cf approximately $10,000
in caah and bermdia, Bast recovered.
, fieere believe: t
pat Inrge Bini ea ae them received
AS acvere wounds. Search for them us
ee woe : being continue! tonight). © “
est av of Maxi ofr robbers Jockea tit cashier of the
~ who was hillet! tink and two custemers In the cage and
~ of the West 352d. fled in an automa biie., It was reported
oe | that. they next robbed a resort hotel at
oy When attempt-! Mack Take are) tren took refuge in a
comobie efter an) svamp. They ¢

ag Komarow, ni O019¥ pursuit.
ba yeas. oy

sorder.

ecereee

"Ss far workers,

According. ta laenat— Sheriff ' Miller,
ae sp Deputy Worden: pucsued the robbers: to

aretmdeme Jewieh "te second Suor of the cottage
en gbiatl. 230. Bitth: ahot and instant$y ktiled.

2 ey more! TRYTR

sroceeard South: :
to Yurmans jiatet ae gc ie
Straet, maxme tee Mirshfleld to - Investigate Alleged

e WLams Surg : injuries to Independent Dealers: :
(Mt. Hedroa =, me x

sis Commiss.cner Of Ac reants Hirshfield
iarnounced yesterday that he would be-

ge crewas: Sinety i gin

wyomed at Varerae! yor iay at 39 AL Moin connection with
ae, Bot they Bad: sic finer 4
vas So cieercer 6

te : Ver. ae @ re-
omg” Is the erewt

‘alers: have

The? stay 2
Ut is-aleges that
Oy wks 1h 222”

Sg “#38 Gest 4
l a +5
:

tye alaughter hous

L4riOws slaughter
Sf Wve poultry ia
fgar 4ecpeTeations.

Tigsaesd thal sia uct

27.1 setet <8.
ar ther BRageTs an
: & met with sus-
jeg with! poul-

pare

nad bey tbe
g ab tne Dust Ter-: |

was orate perce 725
‘a3. were ewes | wa

Poe
3 geen, eft
4 Tm: @
yo ge Ne

ae. tee 1s :
) SPE me cee yee ens st he
vets

Jesrish Passover

i fts t

Cpe eeners Sia where
Lave. ost a campeign
Perea st Fs Upe-et

“*ubem for postage starizs he said

today betwee a Sucriff's poese and a-
ete’ State bank at Grass Lake, twelve.
Stx |
bands were captured after |
The ;

Of-
woof the bandits are stil

ut. telephone wircs to:

and was.

USTCHARGE

“poseries of pubic hearings next

an-investigatizn ©? “charges that.a poul-

d- Netherlands,

isn tae bey a 2
any Duly, L the
out of it can ~
Sacapdlents Genera: ® manic ay PA.
etietier ant Asstetant, Usut Statea . : :
Atterrey Guailegher are ail busy with Huge. t apieal te te primaries rep
thetr inveatigauicna, but mone of theme? Une oecistos. ¢f Lhe Cot tee Line, Hrebg@
officiais 1s saying much as to thetri¢f MA Giynn aesd the Chatrrpan Sule @
progreas. - peertur of M- Higs becurs out af
Vonzi maid today that the idea of buy. Nghs iat Ac was offeriag t: male: fie ..
{ng coupons came to Bim lest August; ga IG me Uring that te said ty beter.
ween fe Wae considering Iseuing ar cx-' Hugy te the qoestian of fancs Ps
Short magezine. “Now T buy interna-/ y Hugs. secur ward Sogm
‘tional coupers by the Riniceds of thou- Aldbary thie ewrntng. wil’ to hap Be
sande, by the tnililons. and eachange 9 Watertawy tomoreye °F> ceoretatt O98

Lilud S ge

Par * Un oe Goer ay SE So aS . =
{hie Sievolsete Wirt tur meioTies@ wre.

leet orfore ba acft Darat. ga | ee Dae
trreata «ff ine Setretery of Sate. P = :

Leatee Git 22

itrienda When he ivturns te tne € aaa
‘reat weckh. it was satel, by would Sr-
zune and in tegis re- jin a position to sey Winther 3.4% weegica
jonal ceupon whictlenter the prumaerca agains: Milter er:
or American postage | now... : Soh

“f wrote a man in Spat. regarcing
the proposed rage
ehesd AT 3 A

iThe first

‘| hegan Ietting in my friends.

- * Fivet 1 accept deposits on my note,
Fiving my note, pavable In ninety dave:
for 8130 for ench 8100 received. Though
}romised in ninety days T have been
paying In forty-five days. -

_.'? P convert the American doliara into
‘Ytalian Mre, of other country where the
‘exebange rate is wide. My ltaHan, or
other agents, purchase irternational Te-
ply coupons which, under the interna-
tional agreemrnt in force fim many

+ countries, arc redeemable at. normal

and’ not at the prevailing rate of ca-

.. The coupons, in turn, are
itted-— to Holland: “then to: “Ru-

Bulgaria, France, 5 ain or

y which iz in the

“elarmps Seth: wh cue sets} n Copy of i ‘ SRS Seana ENN pee a
Pehe publication”. The. Coupun in Spetin: q
the publican The Tapout one cent? CHIDES GUAM'S GOVERNOR.
dn American money. -f got six cents inj. ; ; : :
stsainpe for the coup®n here. : : Se shes Rete we te oe ape eo
“Ther 1 investigated the rates of ex-|London Paper Amazed at Reported.
change in other countries. 3 tried it “A : ener
Sout in a emall way firat. Te worked. | >. Gan on Whistiing..
munth $1,000 became $15,000. * ¢ soygn:, 1950, ty The New York Times Caney:
Specia: Cable to Tus New Tous Turse. : :
LONDON. Friday, July 30.—The Daily
News in editortal comment on @ report
that the American Governor uf Guam
had placed a ban an whistling seys: .
“Elther the {nhebitants .of Guass-
whistle execrably or Captain . Gilmer:
possesses .an cuecrabic ther. ‘ln any
case the decree seems ta be. sadly out
of harmony with the Hbert;-lovteg tre- -
ditfons of thc great Americun race, Net

- change
i. ftransm
/ mania, .
Greece, or any countr
ts] agrecment and where the rate
‘i xchange mahes the profit ponsiBie.
~The proceeds are then conver
into American dollars, the accumulated
- profit averaging about 400 per cent.
8 have never made: the statement
“that I exchanged any coupons in this
comtry. and g do not intend to do so.
These stamp coupons are used as cur-
“renev in Eurepe. My secret is.°' How co
[1 cash the coupons? ’.. That is what!
do not tell” oe eee gr OS

everr in Sovict Russia, with ita countess
limitations, hax any human being ever
been denied the joyous right of: whte-:

, DOE tiiag to his heart's content.”” |

CONFESSES MURDER;
YOUTH DIE

Ceauln

ee Ca ee
NEW POSTAL EXCHANG! pie garcia
“But Officials Deny. Changs Is Result
~~ of Ponci Schemes” |
“WASHINGTON, July. 29.—New; con-

Mec

Rochester after : he* had committed<45 *
burglarics. Ite sald he was scvertern =
and one-half yoars vid when he com--
mitted the murder. Governor Smith wes
ve } : 4 informed from other: soureca, wever.
ra pag nee tego as abit nrc
yu ordera % were arnacounced = today: Dy. the body has over deen exccuted in the Mag:

Yost Office Department. effective Aug. t ts sald, under twenty ¥

15. This is the first change since pre- oe iB OBER a
lowrer days. 05> oe ne
"The new rates as announced are: © On
* Great Lritain. $4 for-one pound; on the

88 cents for one Morin; for
one krona; for

ANGE RATES

=" Expresses Hope fer Clemency.”

Talking with Rev. Dr. A..N. Peternen,.
the Protestant chaplain, Hyatt said lest:
nighti2 so See ahha) Be a at

“1 hope Governor Smith gives nie ‘«
chance for life. Hf he: docs.-J'll. make
good.”” vel ae ei fain, at es no tes Z ‘

As the hours wore on be waited vaials
for. favorable report from Albeay:
where his brother, H C..Hyatt, way,
pleading with the Governor to commute ©
Elmer's sentence to life imprisonment. ©

Before’ supper. Elmer's. mother.’ bara.
Thomas. Doughty, his sister. and. pie
brother who had come from Rochester. .
visited the condemned youth. — Bre.-
| Doughty had circulated = ‘petitiogg he

the Governor... asking clemency
Elmer. Jt was signed by. scorns. <8 the.
jurors who convicted the youth.‘

Sweden. 2 cents for
. Denrverk and Norwey. 20 cepts for one
‘krona; for France, Belgium. and Italy.
- $1 for 10.30 francs. . a es
i Under the new rates $0 In American
tmoney will buy 513 Belgian or French
france Italian lr

ancs

y foreign ex-
- ney added that
ostal agreements there was
hich profits could be made
ulation {n international
I money @ cones “

; thro!
réere..
sull ¥

osta
Officials are
the

to the station house and revealed Jefferson's hiding place, Just before the arrival of the
police Jefferson informed the men in the factory that he did not .intend.to kill Mrse
Jackson or his brother, but it was his purpose to kill Anna Jefferson, Jefferson was de-
clared mortally wounded." POLICE GAZETTE, New York, Jane 13, 1883 (64);.) an

"MURDER AT A PARTY. = A JEALQUS NEGRO RUNS AMUCK WITH SHOTGUN AND KNIFE, KILLING TWO OF
THE MERRYMAKERS, = There was a negro party in full blast at 177 Buffalo Avenue, Brooklyn,
on the night of Dec. 21, The mokes, male and female, were having a jolly time standing in
the well at:an awful depth in feet (oculatory measurement) and in dancing with the wild
abandon of their race. When the festivities were at theif height, however, a negro named
Alexander Jefferson, who had been left out in the cold and rain, crawled up to the lighted
window and fired a shotgun point blank into the merry assemblage, killing Henry Hicks

and wounding .dhis own brother, Celestial Jefferson, who was disporting among the dusky .
belles. Celestial, suspecting that the attack had been made by his brother, rushed out
doors, and after a struggle, took the shotgun away and ran to the stationhouse to notify « .
the police. Alexander then drew a knife and rushed into the house, slashing at the @@iixi
company right and left.’ When the police arrived they found Ella dackson, aged 50,

dead, having been stabbed twice, each wound being fatal, and Anna Jackson, aged 2h,
bleeding from eight stab wounds, The murderer got away, but Inspector Murray was noti-
fied and the New York police were put on the alert, so there is no chance for the mur-
derous 'coon,' who has been in the hands of the New York 'cops' several times before for
slashing people with a razor. Alexander Jefferson, who was a horse dealer, lived next
door to the scene of the tragedy. He .had had a long standing dispute with his brother,
which had of late quickened into jealousy because Annie Jackson, a comely colored woman,
whose favor Alexander sought in vain, had begun to show affection for his rival, Henry
Hicks lived next door, .and on the evening above mentioned ehtertained some of his friends
there, including Annie Jackson and Celestial Jefferson. Alexander determined to break the
party up. Jt is believed that he aiméd at his brother, but the shot only just grazed

him and struck and instantly killed Henry Hicks, Then-he ran into the house and made

a deadly assault upon the inmates, overpowering the old woman and doing his utmost to
kill Annie Jackson, whose desperate struggles saved her life for the time, Her wounds

are likely to prove fatal yet." NATIONAL POLICE GAZETTE, New York, Jane 6, 1883 (7=he)

JENNER, Frank, wh, elec NY (Onondaga) February 15, 1940 .

Trailing New York's

Strangling Monster

Serr rier)

ete, hs

It took great strength, or the help of others, to carry the woman's body

to this attic cubby-hole, examined here by Bertillon Clerk P. J. Hanlon

By William A. Silverman

Special Investigator for
ACTUAL DETECTIVE STORIES
of Women in Crime

young man's voice as he struggled
bravely to stem the tears . that
welled up in his eyes.

“Something terrible has happened to
my mother,” he said. “She just
couldn’t disappear into thin air.”

“All right, son,” a policeman said,
attempting to placate the young man,
“Let’s start at the beginning.” Quickly
he jotted down the few facts he had
learned.

The young man was Millard R.
Ames, Junior, 25, of No. 116 Stedman
Street, Syracuse, New York. The date
was December 14, 1938.

The policeman stood in the modest
parlor of the Ames home. “Just take
it easy,” he counseled, “and give me
all the facts you can.

“Personally,” he went on, attempt-
ing to ease young Ames’ fears, “I

Tyeune was a note of hysteria in the

ACTUAL DETECTIVE

think she’s just stepped out in the
neighborhood.”

But instead of soothing Ames, the
officer’s remark touched off an excited
babble of words.

“Impossible,” the young fellow
shouted. “I tell you something’s hap-
pened to her. If she’d gone some-
where in the neighborhood, she’d be
back by now, or she’d have let us
know where she was.”

His young sister, Sylvia, placed an
arm_ around her brother’s shoulders.

“Go on,” she urged soothingly. “Tell
him everything you know. That’s the
best way.”

Sucking in a. deep breath in an
effort to control his emotions, Ames
swung into his story.

As he spoke, the policeman made
notes.

“I returned home about four o’clock

STORIES OF WOMEN IN CRIME,
July, 1939

mene
aH ERIS HERES een

this afternoon,” Ames said, “and called
out to my mother as soon as I came in.
She didn’t answer me, so I started to
look around. But the house was
empty. Then I went out in the kitchen
and saw the electric iron was still
connected. It was so hot it was smok-
ing. For a minute I thought that she
had just stepped out of the house to
run over to the neighbors, and had
forgotten about the iron. I turned it
off and sat down to wait. I got inter-
ested in a book and, then, all of a sud-
den I realized how late it was getting.”

u AT time was that?” the police-
man asked.

~“About five-thirty,” the young man
replied. “I knew Sylvia was coming
home soon. It was time for supper, so
I started to phone around the neigh-
borhood. I called three or four places
where she was in the habit of visiting,
but nobody had seen her.

“About six o’clock Sylvia came
home and we talked it over. We fig-
ured Mother might have gone down-
town, or someplace, or that maybe

Chief of Police William E. Rapp
followed a new lead after examin-
ing this length of clothes-line, the
chair and the other murder clews

Tener, Beauty wh, elie. Avg Lrg (Ouandaga I-/S~/9 to

[THREE MURDERERS DIE

IN jen Af. SING SING

a fio ran Howe oan: Sone:
Drude N,. ‘Fon Bed, is—Thres

How Could Her Neighbors Live for Two Months With
the Missing Syracuse Woman's Body in Their Attic
and Not Know It? Who Had Murdered Her? Why?

Franklyn Jenner: A misdelivered
parcel gave him a chance to use
his powerful woodsman’s hands

Mrs. Florence Ames: Would she
leave home without taking her hat,
her coat or her purse with her?

some emergency had called her away.
We looked around the house to see if
she had taken any of her clothes or
left a note. But her hat and coat were
still here, and so was her pocketbook.
But it’s empty.”

The policeman shook his _ head,
puzzled.

The boy continued his story.

“Then I thought she might have fal-
len down in the cellar, or in the attic,
but I’ve searched every inch of this
house and there isn’t a sign of her any
place.”

“What do you think could have hap-
pened?” the officer asked.

The young man bit his lip, looked at

his sister as though he hesitated to say
what he thought in her presence. Ap-.
parently he changed his mind, for he
continued with his story.
. “I’m afraid that she’s been attacked
or something. Maybe a robber broke
into the house and she ran outside.
There was a freak storm some time
before I got home, and it was snowing
so hard you could hardly see across
the street. It’s freezing now and the
snow’s deep. If Mother ran out, she
couldn’t have gone very far. Maybe
she’s out there some place now, afraid
to come back.”

“Were there any signs of a struggle
in the house, anything that makes you

think someone might have frightened
your mother?”

“No—not. exactly.” Ames_ spoke
slowly. “Nothing, that is, unless it
would be her empty purse. She usually
has twenty dollars or so in the house,
but I found her purse was empty.”

The officer looked at his watch—it
was getting late.

“Where’s your father?” he asked
suddenly.

B Sasser young man and his sister ex-
changed startled glances. For a sec-
ond the policeman thought neither
would answer. Finally the girl said:

“He doesn’t live with us. He and
Mother didn’t get along, and they
haven’t lived together for years. We
never see him. any more, and I know
that Mother hasn’t either.”

‘The officer paused before he asked
his next question—he didn’t know how
to phrase it exactly.

“Was there,” he asked, in a soft
voice, “any bitterness, any harsh feel-
ing between your parents? I mean—”

“Of course not,’”’ Ames hastened to
say. “They just didn’t get along to-
gether. I know what you're thinking,
but it isn’t true.”

Together, the three of them made
another careful search of the house
but found nothing. The son want-
ed to. start a search outside, but the
officer pointed out that in the dark-
ness the search would be casual and
probably would accomplish nothing. He
believed that Mrs. Ames had stepped
from the house to visit a neighbor
and would return before the night was
over. The son and daughter undoubt-
edly had let their *imaginations run
away with them.

“Cheer up,” he said heartily. “She’ll
probably be home by morning and
everything will ‘turn out all right. If
not, you get in touch with me the first
thing and we’ll organize a_ search.

Meanwhile, I'll try to locate your
father and ask him if he knows any-
thing about where she might be. It’s
possible there’s been an _ accident
somewhere to one of her relatives and
she might have been called for in a
car.”

“But,” asked Ames doubtfully,
“why didn’t she take her hat or coat,
then?”

“She might have been in a great
hurry.”

“Well,” the young man said, “I don’t
like it. I’ have a look around outside
for myself.”

“You do that,’ said the officer. “It
probably will relieve your mind,
though I’m certain you'll find nothing.”

That night, in the records of the
Missing Persons Bureau of the Syra-
cuse Police Department, was written
the name of Florence L. Ames, 53.

“She is tiny,” a penciled note said,
“and does not look her age.”

Millard Ames called later that night
and said he had found no trace of
his mother; the next morning he re-
ported to the Police Department that
the woman had not returned.

“I can’t forget that freak snowstorm.
It got unusually dark out, and it would
have been easy for the neighbors not
to have seen her. I’m going to organize
a search. I’m a Scoutmaster, and I’ll
get in touch with the Boy Scout Coun-
cil, which will notify the boys.”

Quickly the Scouts rallied to Ames’
aid, and soon several hundred men
and boys were searching the area
around the Ames home. Search was

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In a moment, however, he was cool and |

calm again. He began a recitation which
Chief Grafton transcribed and which Jen-
ner later signed—a statement which may
well seal his doom,’for it was a complete

\ bvomeggaea of the murder of Mrs. Florence |.

Selay he corroboriited the facts which

, they ae found
rooms with = ‘Laury, how Mrs. Martin
had gone to as a domestic.

It_was shortly after this, he said, that
he first noticed Mrs. Ames. Because she
appeared well-dressed, he assumed that she
would have a “sizable amount” of money
on her person or in her "home. And in
some way, he said, the wild plan had
crystallized in his mind of slaying Mrs.
Ames and taking her money.

oo came the fatal day of December

“I was at the Laury home looking after
the children,” he said. “About 10 a.m.
that day, while the children were at school
and no one was in the house but myself,
I_ went over to the: home of: ‘Mrs. Ames.
Knowing she was alone I told her some-
one at the Laury home wanted to see her.

“She said, ‘I will be. over in a few
minutes,’ and in about fifteen minutes she
came to the front door of the Laury home
and I let her in.

“She said, ‘Where are the folks who
want me?’ and I told her, ‘In the kitchen.’
So she started for the kitchen.

“As she did I picked up a chair and
brought it down over her head, knocking
‘her to the floor.

“Then I grabbed her throat, as she was

]| still. breathing and choked her to death.

“TI left her there and went over to her
house to search for money, as I thought
she would have. quite a lot. But I only
found $2.35.

“I went back to the Laury house and
took the body upstairs. 1 tied a clothes-
line around her neck. Then I pushed her~
body up through the square hole in the
ceiling to the attic. I closed the hole by
replacing the cover, returning to the room
where I killed her and went to the kitchen.
I got a cloth and cleaned up the blood from
the floor, burning the cloth in thé furnace.”

He then went to the home of Attorney
Morris, where he confided to Mrs. Martin
that he was going away to look for work.
His trail, as police had established, took
him to Rochester, Walker, and Buffalo.
From there he went to Cleveland, then to
Detroit and several other places, finally
resolving to go back to New Hampshire
where he believed he would find Lucienne.
He had backtracked through Syracuse,
had found work, and only a month before
his capture had gone to Landaff, New
Hampshire, where “Lucy’s” father resided.
There he had found his sweetheart, and
with her had gone to the farm where they
were working when arrested.

Although he felt intuitively that the
confession left too many questions uf-
answered, Chief Rapp was relieved to get
this information. He communicated with
Detectives Brazell and: Tracey, stalled by
the storm in Rutland, Vermont, a hundred
miles from Littleton. They arranged to
proceed to. the Littleton headquarters ‘the
next morning.

For a time Jenner refused to elaborate
on the confession he had made in Little-
ton, Mrs. Martin, shocked by the revela-
tion of Jenner’s crime, said, “I never knew
any of this or I wouldn’t be with him
now.” She added, “He. won't talk because
I’m here.”

Mrs. Martin was then taken to matron’s
quarters, and this time Jenner poured out
the whole tale—a story. so ghastly and
horrifying that it shocked his audience of
veteran police and newspapermen.

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back to Rochester.

He was seen in that city by a parole
officer who recognized him. He stopped
to talk to Jenner and the latter had non-
chalantly confided that he was lgoking for
work and would go to Buffalo. “If I fail
there, I’ll go to Florida,” he said,

Brazell and Tracey headed for Buffalo.
At the Erie County rooming house in that
city they learned that"a man giving his
name as “Freemont Jenner,” and residing
at Scranton, had been there on the night of
December 19, But there the trail seemed
to end and the detectives decided to come
back to Syracuse for further instructions.

They had hardly arrived when Henry
Tedford of East Syracuse reported at po-
lice headquarters. He had recognized Jen-
ner’s picture in a ig Jenner, he
was sure, was the man he had seen stand-
ing on a street corner in Syracuse on De-
cember 24, Christmas Eve. The man had
a small traveling bag with him, was

dressed in brown corduroy, was clean.

shaven and neat.

He stopped his car and beckoned to the
man. Jenner said he was hitch-hiking- east.
Tedford said he was going only as far as
East Syracuse, but would be glad to give
him a ride that far. Jenner accepted.

“Christmas Eve is certainly a bad time
for a man to be hitch-hiking,” Tedford
told the stranger, and imbued with the
spitit of “good will on earth,” he invited

the hiker to accompany him home for din- —

ner and to enjoy a night’s rest before
starting out again. Jenner accépted eager-
ly and-made a pleasant guest.

Mrs. Tedford was pleased to have a
guest and there was considerable conver~
sation among the three. During it Jenner
produced a driver’s license. It carried the
name Franklin W. Jenner. His traveling
bag,..she . noted, was embossed with the
same, name and had on it labels from’ a
number of Vermont points,

On Christmas .morning, Tedford said,
he’ had made breakfast for his guest,~had
handed him a necktie as a Christmas gift

and Jenner left to walk over to the main_

road.

This was vital news for Chief. Rapp. °

pprares: enner, heading west on De-

tly J
cember 14 and d the next five days Gowns

the eg pp of .Mrs.: Ames, .had_ re-

‘| versed his course and was now traveling

east. He called Brazell and Tracey into a
hasty conference... A short time later they
left in their police car again—this time
headed, east.

- $We'll have ‘those babies within. twenty-

four hours,” Chief Rapp predicted confi-

dently as he departed for his home.
Sunday, February 19, saw considerable

‘activity. some 300 miles to the east of
Syracuse, In fact, ‘things had been hum- ‘

ming in» that’ section since: Friday’ night,
when Cute Ra sea Claude his hunch to the
limit, had: tel Claude M./ Murray,

high sheriff of Grafton County, New
Hampshire, enlisting his aid in a search for
Jenner and the missing Lucienne Martin.

Sheriff Murray, a veteran of forty- five
years’ experience, enlisted Chief of Police
Van H. Gardner of Littleton, and Chief
Harry Andros of Lisbon, New Hampshire.
Three separate searching parties were or-
ganized.

Sheriff Murray quickly located a Mr.
Edson in Lisbon who said that Jenner had
worked for him during August and Sep-
tember, 1938. He hadn’t seen Jenner, but

he gave information which led Murray and -

Officer Bert Hubbard of Lisbon to a farm
at Groton, where they found Jenner had
also been formerly employed, The trail
then led to Littleton, where Chief Gardner
had been quietly running down some tips
of his own.

Chief Andros provided the information
that Lucienne Martin was the wife of

Lawrence Martin, and that in mid-Decem- '

ber, after being absent for several months,
she had returned with her husband to the
vicinity of Littleton. Chief Grafton checked
this. angle and. quickly found. that. several
weeks after her return to Littleton, Lu-.

- cienne had left her husband and had gone

to work on a farm near West Newbury,
Vermont.

Sunday morning, despite the fact the
roads were perilous after. a heavy sleet
storm which had raged during the night,
Chief Gardner, accompanied by Deputy
Sheriff Larkin R. Brush and Patrolman
Edward Knapp, started for West New-
bury. They fought their way over ice-
covered roads and through a new storm:
which was raging. In all they traveled
more than 200 miles over highways which
less doughty officials would not have at-
tempted. They questioned one’ resident
after another with no success.

‘Night was falling and they were headed
home, Chief Gardner -later told investiga-
tors, when he got the “big break.

“We drove up toa farm in an isolated
section. Going up to the barn, I met a
young man milking a cow. I took a chance.
I asked him point-blank, ‘Are you Frank
Jenner ?’”

“Yes sir, I am,” the man replied.

“Well, you're just the man we are look-

ing for: Where is Mrs. Martin?” the
chief asked,

She ‘was quickly located in the house,
and she and Jenner Ho gee to accompany
Chief Gardner and ‘his colleagues back to
Littleton.

Gardner hadn’t ‘yet told either member
of the couple that they were wanted for
qt in connection with a murder.

of | oa Martin’s joking remarks
startled hi

cg bed killed now?” she asked
laughingly.

There was no joking reply. The return
jaunt over the slippery roads appeared
interminable, but at last the couple was
lodged in Littleton jail. After flashing

“ the news ofthe arrests to Chief Rapp in

Syracuse, Chief Gardner arranged to feed

his prisoners. It was not until. then,

closeted alone with Jenner, ,that’ Gardner
mentioned the Syracuse murder.

FOR SEVERAL minutes, Jenner, strong,
reticent, a powerful woodsman, sat in

- stolid silence. It was obvious that any

pressure would make him become obdur-
_ ate. -Chief Gardner spoke to him quietly
. and patiently. Jenner listened without visi-

ble emotion,
‘But the chief’s. voice droned on and on,
quietly, compellingly. And at last Jenner

‘All right,” he almost ‘shouted, “let me
get it off my chest!” It was as if he had
made a sudden resolution, and dnpaded
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H®= ADMITTED that after choking his
victim with his work-hardened hands,
he procured. a long piece of: rope and
looped one’ end around her ankles. Then,
instead of shouldering the woman’s body
to carry her up to the attic, he dragged
her still form up the stairs at the end of
the cord. Once at the top of the stairs,
he placed the end of ‘the rope atop the
bathroom door, which he*8wung open into
the hallway. beneath the attic trapdoor.
Climbing into the attic, he then reached
down to the top of the open door for the
end of the rope and, using his tremendous
strength, raised Mrs. Ames’ body through
the door, head downward.

Then, adding new horror to his tale, he
told how he detécted a faint “spark of
life” in the body of: the victim and. how,

in the faint Meese from the window, he took .

a short Lea of rope and tightly wound
it twice around the victim’s: neck.
The rope was found under a burlap bag

on'the cellar shelf. Also Mrs. Ames’ red.

hat was unearthed int a bag of rags.

The next. day, still clad in the lumber-
jack outfit in, which he was clothed when
arrested, Jenner was arraigned ona charge
of murder in the first degree, which, in
New York state, carries a mandatory death
sentence. He entered the mandatory Plea
of not_guilty. And‘for the’ first time, as
he heard the sordid words of the murder
warrant, he appeared to realize the serious-

ness..of his plight.’ Later, he waived ex-
poser gs tb and: was ordered held for™the

par Salt ‘entirely innocent of any

neeledge of the slaying, was held only
witness. -

Still unexplained: is "the | mysterious ‘in-

cident of the package for Mrs. Ames~found

in ‘the Laury home. Did Mrs. Ames pick ©

it up from the delivery man on her way to
Laury’s house, and’. did the’ driver’ who
thought he heard a woman's voice in that

Gua nah? Noo kon |

Christmas rush? No one know:

| Only ‘once’ since his’arrest has Franklin ©
Jenner a any regret—not remorse
et that his love for

for his deed, but
a woman made possible his arrest.

“If I hadn’t. gone back to Bucy, he ‘said,
“T-would have had plenty of chance to: go
free. None’ of them would ‘have got me.”

And so fate, which brought. two utter
strangers together in a weird drama of
ruthless murder, robbery and ‘terrorized
Fpl now cape the “rye: of: Franklin

# Night of ane

; He ( ~ (Continued: from page 42)

Then ‘he sonia have an almost even
break with them. He would climb from

“the;wreckage and jump at their throats.

He would fight it. out: with them, man

In maatient instant he would have ex-
ecuted that daring herd The ghostly
lights from ‘the'stown of Sandy, less
than a half-mile ahead, caused

‘also. \saw the

eee ‘headlights ‘were
e night. . :

Cushing did not slacken his pace. He
drove ‘his bullet-riddied car into Sandy
and stopped in
tion, -grateful: that. they had won the
race with death. .

Five’ maddening’

race had lasted. For five terrible miles

‘when

im to.

.change. ioe mind.. He be behin eep
. ‘gamble: ; ; ining :
: si shattered éye-glasses. which were shot

front of a service sta-

Riles ‘that’ ‘terrible’

death had been nipping at their heels.
With a sigh of relief Rodney turned to
the girl at, his side.

“You can raise up now, honey.”

The girl raised slowly to a sitting
posture,
a pair of blue eyes that were filled with

racking pain. Roylance’s face was pale. ~

“They shot me,” she said weakly.

The plucky girl slumped into Rod-
ney’s arms, unconscious. For one terror-
stricken moment he held her closely.
When he released her his hands were

_crimson with blood!

Brave little Roylance. With a criti-
cal wound she had maintained silence
during more than half of that ghastly
death ride so that her sweetheart would
not lose his head!

HE YOUNG man raced the battered

car-to the home of his old friend Doc-
tor C. C, Jensen, who examined the
wound in the’ girl’s back.

“The spinal cord is severed,” he said.

The physician summoned an ambu-
aes and Roylance was rushed to the

. D. S. Hospital in Salt Lake City for
emergency operation. Even Rodney
realized that if the girl recovered, she
would never walk again. His gay, fun-
loving little sweetheart would never
dance again. If stie recovered at all. .

When Sheriff Emery reported to me
by telephone the harrowing experience
that Rodney and Roylance had had with
the bandits, I was stunned. I knew the
young couple very -well and admired
them tremendously. Charming Roylance
Fitzgerald was my wife’s cousin, and I

had known ‘her and pd family since |

Roylance was a little gir

I examined the sifle ciddied car and

marveled that either of them had
emerged from the terrifying experience

alive. I made-a-hasty count of sixteen
‘bullet holes that the wanton gunmen

had made in Cushing’s machine.
Soon I found what I was: searching
for—one of the slugs. It was embedded

_in the cushion of the front seat. I ex-

amined it critically ‘and with surprise
I saw that it-was a .41 caliber
slug, a type of bullet now in disuse—
a relic of the stirring days when the
West was young.

‘When dawn came my men located
Cook’s: Essex, which had been aban-
doned in a country lane near West Jor-=
dan. It was bogged down in frozen mud.
The bandits had made a> desperate

:, attempt to dislodge the car before they
‘set out afoot toward the Oquirrh. foot-

hills to the west.
I sent a posse on the trail of the

' fugitive gunmen, a trail that was. easy

to follow in the soft snow. Then I
araed my attention to the abandoned

First I hoted that both” desperadoes
evidently had been wearing new rub-
bers on their shoes. The tread in the
snow was: very clear.

In the car I found a number of empty
41 shells, the same caliber as the slugs
that had riddled Bb are Cushing’s car.
I also found one shell that had been

fred in an automatic.

L:found nothing else except _Cook’s

from: his.face when the bandits com-
manded him to halt,
The posse on the bandit trail soon

ran into difficulties. .A mile from the °

abandoned car the footprints mingled
with those of.a herd of. cattle that were
being wintered on the mud flats near
West Jordan, and the trail was lost.
When _ news of the bandits’. brutal
depredations flared in screaming head-
lines Sunday morning, Sheriff Emery

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as he screamed: “You're lying. You're try-
ing to frame. me!”

Order was. restored as court attendants
rushed forward to subdue the frenzied
prisoner. Murphy at once decided to pre-
sent only such evidence as would insure
the prisoner being held for the grand jury.
In response to his summons, a Negress
walked to the stand with a brisk step. She
was Addie Davis, who gave a brief account
of the events that took place in the bor-
dello néarly five years before.

“I got a good look at the man who did
the shooting,” she said. “I would recognize
him anywhere.” °*

“Do you see that man in the courtroom?”

“Sure enough! That’s him right there!”
Every eye in the courtroom was fixed upon
Ricci as the woman pointed an emphatic
finger at him.

On May 25, 1938, Ricci went on trial
before Judge Curtis Bok on the indictment
charging him with the murder of Dolan.
Assistant District Attorney Harry Felix

prosecuted the case for the Commonwealth

of Pennsylvania.

The writer, who followed the evolu-
tion of this case for INSIDE DETECTIVE, step
by step, sat in the courtroom as the tense
drama of life and death began to unreel
before a large audience. The curtain which
had ascended on a mystery more than five
long years before was soon to drop after. its
final denouement. ;

Ricci had admitted that he had planned
a holdup at the house in Chester where his
wife was an inmate at that time, and this
confession was now presented to the jury
of nine men and three women.

Detective William Del Torre related on
the stand the details of a conversation which
he had had with the defendant.

“Ricci admitted to me that he had killed
the two women,” the detective swore, “but
hedged about confessing the murder of
Dolan. ‘Prostitutes are one thing,’ he said,
‘but coppers—you burn for killing a
copper !’”

THE DEFENSE made much of the in-
ability of the prosecution to connect the
two guns found at the scene with Ricci, and
also stressed to the jury the fact that Helen
Schreiner, on the stand, was not sure of
her identification of the killer.

Ricci’s attorney was successful also ‘in
his efforts to strike out the testimony of
Mary, the Camden woman who had sworn
that Ricci had asked her to get his wife
placed “in a house” and that Susan, who
was present during this conversation, had
told him flatly that he wouldn’t get a cent
from her earnings.

But Addie Davis once more pointed an,

unerring finger at the prisoner. The colored
woman made an incredibly good witness in
spite of the strong efforts of defense counsel
to break her down.

“The Good Lawd made only one face like
his,” Addie snapped. “I swear I know he’s
the man. That’s the face I saw that night,
and that’s the same face I see now.”

“If you know that man’s face so well
after five years,” Ricci’s counsel thundered,
“why in heaven’s name did you not recog-
nize him and tell the police when you saw
him at the coroner’s inquest only three days
after the murders? You were there and
so was he. Why didn’t you speak up then?”

But if the attorney thought he was about
to score a telling point, the colored woman’s
response acted as a boomerang.

“I did tell them exactly that, but they
didn’t believe me. They said he’d already
proved he was innocent. He didn’t fool me
one single bit, though, even if he did shave
off his mustache after the murders. And
now he’s got the mustache grown back
again.

“They didn’t. believe me,” Addie Davis
went on, “so all I could do was just go

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about my business and say nothing more. |
Then, these other detectives, after all those

years, started coming around ‘and asking
questions. My story today is exactly what
it’ was then—it ain’t one bit!”

On May 28, 1938, the jury found Ricci

guilty of the murder of Patrolman Dolan,

but their verdict was one of second degree.
Judge Bok sentenced him from ten to
twenty years in prison.

The defense appealed this verdict to the
Supreme Court, basing their plea on their
contention that if Ricci were indeed guilty:
he should have gone to the electric chair.
The second degree verdict, they insisted,

was an indication of doubt in the mind of :

the jury. j
This last. attempt to save Ricci from the
folly of his own acts crashed to the ground
when Supreme Court Justice Horace Stern
rejected the plea, though stating that the
jury, was more sympathetic than logical:
icci’s troubles, as he paces his cell with-
in the grim walls of ancient Moyamensing
Prison, are far from over. The tentacles
of the law are again stretching out toward

him as the prosecution girds itself to dis-.

pose of two remaining murder indictments
against him—indictments charging him with
the slaying of Yetta Cohen and Susie Ricci,
the girl whom he vowed to support, cherish,
love and protect for better or for worse. .

| Merciless Hands

(Continued from page 21 )

anyone saw Mrs. Ames go into the Laury
house, it was Jenner.”

He sat back to wait patiently for. reports |

from Brazell and Tracey. They didn’t dis-

‘appoint him. They called him during the

morning, saying they had found Jenner’s
dimming trail in Rochester and were
leaving for Buffalo. They would report
from there.

The first police broadcasts brought forth
reports indicating that Jenner had a crimi-
nal record. He had served time in a cor-
rection school from which he had escaped
a short time later only tobe returned and
then released on probation. He had also
served time for petty larceny at St. Johns-
bury, Vermont, during the early months
of 1937. ;

Late Saturday night, Brazell and Tracey
returned to Syracuse police headquarters
with more news. Jenner, registered as
“Freemont Jenner,” had been lodged at the

' People’s Rescue Mission in Rochester on

December 14 and 15. In Rochester he had
pawned a suit for four dollars and had
purchased a pair of corduroy trousers and
a suede jacket, into which he had changed
in the shop.

The next night he was in the town of
Walker, further west. He went to the
home of Mr. and Mrs. Pilon in that vil-
lage, having found shelter there once be-
fore when he had been released from the
correction school. The Pilons took him in.
The next morning he was helping Pilon
work around his general store when there
was a knock at the rear door.

“Who’s that,” Jenner cried.

Pilon, knowing Jenner’s background,
said jokingly, “Maybe it’s the sheriff.”

When he returned to the room after an-
swering the knock on the door, he said,
Jenner had disappeared.

The officers learnedethat while in
Walker, Jenner had contacted a farmer
regarding employment and that the man
had agreed to hire him. Jenner said he
would write to his wife and ask her to
come out and take a position as house-

keeper on the farm. But a short time later”

he was seen getting into a car and heading

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STORM

Pratice Officer Earl Nichols pulled his car to the curb “Where is your fathey, now ?”

and stepped out. He turned up his collar against the biting The girl looked embarrased. “We haven't seen him
wind-whipped snow and waded knee-deep through a drift for about a year anda half. He and mother didn’t get along
in front of an old two-story frame house in the outskirts of | well and he moved out of the house. He’s living and work- ©
Syracuse, N. Y. It was early in the evening of December ing here in Syracuse. But he seldom gets in touch with any
14, and the city had had a ten-inch fall of snow only two of us.”

days previously. And now this blizzard! “Did he hold a grudge against your mother ?”
Nichols plowed his way along an unshoveled sidewalk. “Oh, no. It was just that they weren’t very compatible.
Stomping his feet on the porch, he rang the bell. He wouldn’t. have wished her any harm.” — -

The door was opened by a lovely brunette. The redness “Was your mother on poor terms with any of the neigh-
around her pretty eyes showed that she had been crying. bors?”

“Thank you for coming so promptly. Please come in.” “She got along with them well enough.”
Her voice was soft and controlled. “T’m Sylvia Ames. I'll “Fow was her health ?”
call my brother.” “She was in perfect health. Millard and I wondered at

As the girl disappeared toward the rear of the house, first whether she might have gone out and slipped and
Nichols entered a neat, tastefully furnished living room. fallen. We-looked to see whether she was lying somewhere
Millard Ames, who returned with his sister, was tall, dark in the snow but we couldn't find her. Anyway, that sort
and strongly built and somewhat older than his sister. He of accident wouldn’t be likely. Mother always has been able
said that his mother’s name was Mrs. Florence Ames. to take care of herself.”
“Let’s begin at the beginning,” Nichols said, “When Officer Nichols reached a decision. “I wouldn’t worry
did you first begin to worry about your mother’s absence 2” too much if I were you. Your mother is only two or three
“Well, I chatted with mother on the telephone around hours overdue. The police get hundreds of calls like this,
noon and she seemed in good spirits,” Ames said. “Then and usually the missing, party shows up safe and sound.
when I got home from work at about half-past five, she “Your mother may have decided to go downtown for
wasn’t in the kitchen getting dinner as usual. I thought something—perhaps to buy a Christmas present—and worn
perhaps she was at a neighbor’s playing bridge and had lost her old coat on account of the storm. She may have de-
track of the time. 4 cided to carry only her wallet, and when she got it, the
ay “IT expected her home any minute and sat down to read handbag dropped to the floor without her noticing it. She
| a newspaper. But after an hour I began to worry. I searched probably is stuck in the snowbound traffic and will turn up
i from cellar to garret, but she was nowhere in the house. @nY minute.”
I telephoned everywhere. No-one had seen her. I can’t
imagine what could have happened to her.”-
“T came home while Millard was still telephoning,”
Sylvia put in. “At first I wasi’t upset about mother. |
thought perhaps she’d gone downtown on some errand and
had been delayed by the snow.
“But then I saw that her winter coat was hanging in -
the back closet. And her handbag was open on the floor. The murderer is snapped
Its contents were spilled out and her wallet was gone. I making a significant gesture
was worried then, too—terribly worried.” There were tears hi he bares the details of
in the girl’s eyes. “I think she must have been robbed and is nearly perfect crime.
—and then kidnaped !”
; Sylvia led Officer Nichols to the hall closet. “I put the
j handbag back on the floor, just the way it was,” she ex-
: plained. “And there is her winter coat. I can’t imagine her
; going out in this storm without it.”
“She must have had other coats,” Nichols ventured,
“Did you look to see whether they’re still here?”

ja! “She had a shabby old winter coat—it must have been
cae | ten years old—that she kept in an upstairs closet. Millard
; f and I looked and saw that it was gone. She may have
f worn it to go out. But I remember she was planning to
es give it. to some charity and she probably had done so.”
4 “T see,” Officer Nichols said thoughtfully. “Did your
— mother usually have much money with her, Miss Ames?”
ee “No, never more than about ten dollars.”

“I hope you're right, officer,” -Millard Ames said.

“If she isn’t back by morning, give the police another
call,” Nichols advised. ‘““Then we’ll start looking for her
in earnest.”

Morning came and with it a telephone call to the police

from Millard Ames. The call was referred to the lieutenant’

in charge of the Missing Persons Bureau. :
“She never went anywhere before without letting u
know,” Ames explained. ‘““We’re sure something terrible
has happened.”
“We'll investigate at once,” the lieutenant said. “Please
remain at home so you can let our men in.”

Chief of Police William Rapp agreed that the circum- .

stances warranted concerted action. Detectives Donald
Tracey and Frank Brazell went at once with several police
officers to the Ames house on Stedman Street.

The blizzard had blown itself out during the night and
the morning was sparkling clear with the thermometer near
zero. As the detectives stood on the porch of the frame
house, they could see snow-covered yards in all directions.

Their first thought was that Florence Ames. had gone
outdoors for some reason and injured herself seriously in
a fall. They figured her frozen body might lie buried be-
neath that winter blanket.

The officers examined the open handbag on the closet
floor and confirmed that it contained no money. They no-
ticed also that there were no keys in it which bore out the
theory she had left the house. They looked carefully for
signs of a struggle near the closet and: could find none.

When questioned, Millard and Sylvia Ames repeated
almost word for word the story they had told Officer
Nichols the previous day. Except for an occasional shopr
ping trip, their mother rarely left the house.

Tracey and Brazell examined the doors and windows and
found no signs that anyone had entered forcibly. The only
alternative to the first theory seemed to be that Florence
Ames had been kidnaped and there was no evidence to sup-
port such reasoning.

Then Millard Ames remembered something, ‘‘Mother
had a handyman who came around once in a while to do
odd jobs. Well, this handyman turned up yesterday morn-
ing just as I was leaving for work.”

“What’s his name and where does he live?” Tracey
asked. :

“Mother called him Peter. He had a long Central Euro-
pean name and I don’t remember it. I’ve no idea where he
lives. He’d come around whenever he had some ‘free time,
and mother usually found some job for him,” :

A mis-delivered gift from Sylvia Ames to her brother Millard (far left) proved to be a most im-
portant clue in solving the baffling mystery. The shocked father, in center, was unable to give the
police any information to help in the widespread search for the so strangely missing Mrs. Ames.

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industrious worker. only frig
Tracey jotted down the information. Then he got on the asic, |
telephone and asked Chief Rapp for more men to conduct as eee
the investigation. “Laury
“We must question everyone in the vicinity to find out ond the
whether anyone saw Florence Ames yesterday afternoon,” By ne
he said. “Then we must check with bus conductors and a were rt
taxi drivers to see if she left the house that way. We ought “Wel
to learn who the Ameses traded with and question delivery od earl
boys who might have come to the house yesterday. And we wre
must find Florence Ames’ husband—also this handyman, locate \
Peter. “We
“Then I want authority to enlist the cooperation of Boy was tol
Scouts and other civic groups. I want the whole area ted
pened.
searched foot by foot to see whether Florence Ames—or a doves
her body—is lying somewhere under the snow.” noon. |
“How about the possibility that she is a victim of am- .
nesia?” Chief Rapp suggested. “She may be wandering
about somewhere in the city.”

“Yes, there’s certainly a chance of that. I’ll get a picture
of her and have copies made for city-wide distribution.”

The search in the Stedman Street section drew hundreds
of spectators and police had to be called to keep traffic
moving. Meanwhile, Detectives Tracey and Brazell had
been questioning Anthony Laury, the Ameses’ nearest
neighbor, whose home was only about twenty feet distant
on the next lot. Laury was a widower who lived with his
9-year-old son and a housekeeper.

“Certainly I knew Mrs. Ames, and she, was a fine
woman,” Laury said. “I didn’t see much of her, but some-
times when she. was outdoors in the summer we’d chat a
bit.”

Laury, a mild, balding, elderly man, said that he had
been away at work the previous afternoon and therefore
he could give little information to the detectives.

“But my housekeeper must have been home,” he went
on. “Maybe she saw something.” He turned and called:
“Mrs. Angell !”

A middle-aged woman with a kindly face appeared. With
her was Laury’s young son, Dicky.

“Well, I was here most of the afternoon,” Mrs. Emma
Angell told the detectives. “But I went out shopping for
groceries about 2 o’clock. I had several other errands
to do and didn’t get back until about four.”

“Did you see Mrs. Ames at all yesterday?” Tracey
asked.

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around the place?”

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was shoveling a path through the
snow’ to their batk door.”

“And you didn’t notice anyone
else ?” Tracey pressed.

“No, but as I said, I was away
two hours,” Mrs. Angell replied.
“Too bad Lucy Jenner left us. She
did most of her work in the morn-
ings and was usually back by that

went out and did housework. But
she left about a week ago. Said :
she was going back to Vermont, where she used to live.”

This information seemed irrelevant to Tracey, but he
made a note of it anyway. Further questioning of Laury
and his housekeeper produced no pertinent information,
though Mrs. Angell did say that she hadn’t been able to
find a.length of clothesline that usually hung in the back
entry on-a nail.

“You can do the police a great favor, both of you,”
Brazell said as the detectives were preparing to leave. “Tf
Mrs. Ames was kidnaped, her kidnaper may return to the
scene for some reason. A police guard on the house would
only frighten him off. Try and keep an eye on the Ames
house. If you see anything suspicious or at all unusual, let
us know at once.” ‘

Laury and his housekeeper promised their cooperation
and the two detectives left.

By now it was nearly dark and Boy Scouts and others
were returning from the futile search.

“We'll try it again tomorrow,” Tracey said. “Get here
as early as you can.”

* At this point, a detective team that had been sent to
locate Mrs. Ames’ husband reported to Tracey.

“We traced him through public utility records,” Tracey
was told. “He was greatly shocked to hear what had hap-
pened. We checked at the office where he works and half
a dozer employes declared he was there all yesterday after-
noon. He was unable to add to what we already know.’

ih i 6 0 At RAEN ENED EEE REESE ETC in Wrst ens ea casi SS

While Brazell set out to try to
find the handyman, Peter, Tracey
returned to police headquarters.
Inquiries «by various police units
had failed to uncover any lead to
the whereabouts of Florence Ames.

Her picture had been shown to
dozens of transportation employes
and in many stores without suc-
cess. No taxi driver could be found
who remembered picking up a fare
at the Stedman Street address.
None of the tradespeople with
whom Florence Ames dealt had

time.”
/ “Who,” Tracey asked, “is Luct made any deliveries there that
Jenner ?” } : afternoon. :

“She used to room here. She Detective Brazell found the elusive handy- The case seemed at a complete

man named Peter, but it took some hunting. —standstill_when at 9 o’clock that

‘ evening Detective Brazell escorted
into ‘headquarters a short, heavy-set blond-haired man
with a ruddy complexion and large gnarled hands.

“This is Peter Kovarsky,” the detective said, “Florence
Ames’ handyman. I tried sixteen different ways of finding
him before I figured out the simplest way. I went from
door to door in the Stedman Street area asking if anyone had
ever employed a handyman named Peter. At last I found a
housewife who knew not only his full name but his address.”

Peter Kovarsky seemed completely at ease. In broken
English he told the detectives that he had arrived at the
Ames house at about 8 o'clock the previous morning on
the chance that there might be work for him. There had
been. He said he had finished what Florence Ames had
wanted done by 2 o’clock and had been paid off at the door

‘at his regular hourly rate.

“Did you go into the house?” Tracey asked.

“T did not,” the handyman replied promptly. “She came
to the back door when I knocked. Then she went back into
the house and got the money for. me.”

The handyman said he could not remember whether or
not she had brought her wallet to the back door. He said
that when he.left, he had gone to a bar for a few beers and
then returned ‘to his room where he lived alone.

“You were one of the last persons to see Mrs. Ames,”
Tracey told him, “and we're going to hold you as a material
witness until we do a little checking.”

This task occupied Tracey and [Continued on page 70]

Rain and snow water leaking through the roof finally Anthony Laury, in whose home the body was hidden, was of
led to the discovery of Mrs. Ames’ fully clothed corpse great assistance to officers. His housekeeper, Mrs. Angell, was
concealed between two floor beams of this attic. the first to notice a length of clothesline was missing from a nail.

a en seas nevameeTsaNnS NAEP Po

The estranged wife disappeared
without trace in a blizzard and
it took days of steady rain

to uncover the grim secret

BY GEORGE VEDDER JONES

Florence Ames, inset, vanished mysteriously f: i
Syracuse, N. Y., home, leaving behind her iad rocker:
book and, despite the howling gale, her warm coat.

Chief of Police Rapp, upper right, examines the missi
clothesline used as a garrote. Lower right, a olan
lab expert inspects the clothing found with the corpse.

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THE APTIC

By FRANK JOHNSON

HE temperature hovered peril-

ously near zero, and the winds

that darted through the streets

of Syracuse, New York, seemed
to delight in the havoe they were creat-
ing. A storm was in the offing, another
blizzard, perhaps,

But to Millard Ames, Jr, aged twenty-
five and fond of life, the tantrums of
nature seemed slight and hardly worth
heeding. Only one thing mattered, and

(Above) In this attic
Anthony Laury, investi-
gating a leaking roof,
found at spot indicated
by cross the answer to
a grim question that had
been puzzling Syracuse
authorities for months

(Right) The murderer
gesticulates graphically
as he tells the story of
his ruthless crime. “I
killed her. I can’t stand
it on my _ conscience,”
he confessed to the offi-
cer who trapped him

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that was getting home to his mother and
a cheery evening meal,

In route, he glaneed at the paper. It
was filled with talk of war clouds over
Hurope, but Millard saw only one little
“boxed” item in’ the December 14th
issue of the Syracuse Post-Standard,

It read: Ineven Morne Days ‘ro
CinistMas—S Sioperna Days.

Jauntily he made his way through the

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Ghostly Strangler of the Storm

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the other detectives until midnight. They
found that Kovarsky had no criminal rec-
ord. Detectives checking at homes where
the handyman had worked were given
favorable comments on him, A search of
his room revealed nothing to connect him
with the disappearance of Florence
Ames. :

But then a call came from the Ames:

house, where fingerprint technicians were
still working. “We've just found most of
the print of a left hand on a door jamb
between the kitchen and the dining
room,” a detective reported. “It doesn’t
match the prints of Sylvia or Mildred
Ames or those we took off the glass top
of Florence Ames’ dressing table.”

“Photograph it’ and get it down here
as fast as you can,” Tracey said.

Kovarsky was persuaded to give the
investigators a full print of his left hand.
When the photograph arrived, the prints
were compared. The hand prints appeared
identical,

Told of this, the handman at first
looked puzzled. “I wasn’t in the house
yesterday,” he said finally. “But last week
I entered to fix a window that was stuck.”

“That sounds reasonable,” Tracey
agreed, “but I still think you should be
kept available until we have investigated
further.” ,

The search of the Stedman Street area
continued the next two days but with no
results and Chief Rapp gave orders to
abandon the effort. Meanwhile, not a
single clue to the woman’s whereabouts
came to light. Continued questioning of
Kovarsky also got the detectives no-
where. By this time the handyman had
lost his smile and his self-confidence and
his answers were given stolidly, but he

clung to his original statements. So fi- -

nally he was allowed to leave.

The Syracuse police asked the coop-
eration of police in neighboring states and
Florence Ames’ photograph was widely
circulated. Christmas and New Year's
passed with her disappearance as deep a
mystery as ever.

Tracey and Brazell conferred again

with Chief Rapp. “We've followed every
possible line of investigation to its dead
end,” Brazell said. “Neither of us want to
give up, but we don’t know where to turn
next,”

“T'm convinced that Florence Ames met
with foul play,” Tracey said. “The only
chance left to us is that her abductor
eventually will return to the Ames house.
Remember, Florence Ames’ keys .are
missing, so he undoubtedly has them. If
he stole her wallet he may pay another
visit to see what else he can find. I’ve
checked with Laury, the next door neigh-
bor. He and his housekeeper are ‘still
keeping a close watch on the house.”

In the weeks that followed, the dis-
appearance of Florence Ames faded grad-
ually from the newspapers. In Syracuse
the heavy snows of the 1938 winter melted
as rains set in. Still Laury and his house-
keeper maintained their. watch.

Then on the evening of February 16,

Tracey had an abrupt telephone call from :

Anthony Laury. The elderly man’s voice
quivered with excitement as he said:

“Mr. Tracey, can you come out hete
right away?”

“Sure I can,” Tracey said. “Did you see
someone near the Ames house?”

“No, no. It’s hard to explain. Just get
here as fast as you can.” ;

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__ Tracey summoned Brazell and the two
detectives drove to Stedman Street. They
were met at the door by Laury, who was
evidently very shaken. “Come upstairs
with me,” he said.

Laury led them up to a bedroom at the
rear of the house. Tracey noted that in
one corner of the ceiling there was a
trapdoor that led to the attic.

“No, over here.” Laury was pointing
to another corner.

Gazing in that direction, Tracey saw
on the white ceiling a large, irregular
dark red splotch.

“This room hasn’t been in yse since
Mrs, Jenner moved out and I seldom go
in it,” Laury explained. “My son was up

‘here playing just now and he saw that

red stain and called me to look at it, Is
is—is it—?”

“Yes, it looks like blood,” Tracey said.
“Bring me a ladder.”

Laury got a ladder from a closet and
the two men climbed into the attic via
the trapdoor. There the beam of Tracey’s
flash picked out the fully clothed body of
a woman, The detective approached and
examined the face, which was now drawn
and discolored. After two months’ search
Florence Ames had at last been found{
The discovery was due to water from
days of rain leaking through the roof onto
the body and then staining the ceiling of
the room below.

“Don’t touch anything,” Tracey cau-
tioned Laury. He back-tracked swiftly
down the ladder and telephoned Chief
Rapp.

“Better send out the coroner, more de-
tectives and technicians,” he said. “And
we may need police to control the crowds
once the news gets around,”

“Right,” the police chief said. “And I'll
be out myself.”

Minutes later, a score of police were
stepping about on the flooring beams of
the unfinished attic. The coroner soon
announced the results of a preliminary
examination.

“She was strangled with a noose made
of clothesline,” he’ said. “Here it is, still
around her neck. I see no signs of a
struggle and there is no immediate indi-
cation that she was criminally. assaulted,
The condition of the body leads me to

‘think that she has been dead about two

months—which coincides with the date of
her disappearance.”

While photographers and fingerprint
men got to work, Tracey, Brazell and
Chief Rapp went downstairs to discuss
this latest development.

“It looks as though the killer carried
her body in broad daylight to the attic
of the house next door,” Brazell said.
“And that isn’t likely.”

“We don’t even know that she was

killed in her own house,” Rapp pointed

out.

“But if she were alive when she left
there, that means she went next door
to the Laury home of her own will,”
Tracey pointed out. “Whom did she got to
meet who was waiting there to strangle
her?” :

“I’m sure I don’t know,” Rapp said.
“But she must have been placed in-the
attic between two and four in the after-
noon. Otherwise the housekeeper would
have seen her.” ;

Laury and Mrs. Angell were sent for
and Tracey asked whether the handyman,
Peter, had ever been in the house. They
replied he had not, and that so far as they
knew he could have no idea of its room
arrangements,

Laury said that Mrs. Ames had visited
them only three or four times, at widely
spaced intervals. She certainly did not
have a key. They could offer no explana-

tion for her being in the house, let alone
in the attic.

“But nobody can tell me Florence Ames
was killed in her own house and her body
carried next door in broad daylight,”
Brazell said doggedly.

“Even if that’s what happened, how
could the killer have known about that
trapdoor to my attic?” Laury put in. “It
simply doesn’t make sense at all.”

Tracey and Brazell had checked on
Laury’s background shortly after the
disappearance. They had found him a man
of unimpeachable reputation, known to
his friends as a mild, gentle soul. More-
over, he had been at work on the after-
noon in question.

Suddenly Tracey remembered some-
thing. “As I recall, Laury, you said that
the room with the trapdoor had been
occupied by your ex-roomer, Mrs. Lucy
Jenner. Is that right?”

“Y@s, she was there about six months.”

“Then she would have known about the
trapdoor.”

“T suppose so.”

“I think we’ll do a little checking up
on Lucy Jenner,” Tracey mused. “Not
that she could have carried that body up
there either, but—well, we'll see.”

“But Lucy had already left for Ver-
mont a week before Mrs. Ames disap-
peared,” Laury pointed out.

Tracey asked where the girl had been
employed.

“She worked at different homes as a
maid, depending on where she could get
a job,” Laury replied. “Some employment
agency got the positions for her, but I
don’t know which one.”

At this point, officer Ralph Margiano
entered the room. He was carrying a
large paper box done up in the Christmas
wrapping of a department store.

“IT found this way back in the corner of
a closet in the downstairs hall,” he said.
“It’s addressed to Mrs. Florence Ames,
and there’s a notation on it, ‘Deliver De-
cember 14’. That’s the day she disap-
peared.” :

Tracey took the parcel and opened it,
exposing a man’s leather jacket.

“Why should Florence Ames receive a
man’s jacket?” Brazell said wonderingly.
“For whom was it intended and why
should it have been delivered here? And
how did it get on the floor of a closet?”

Millard and Sylvia Ames were sent for.
The girl glanted at the jacket. “Why,
that’s my Christmas present to Millard. I
had it sent to mother so she could hide it
away as soon as it came. In all the worry
over mother, I never checked with the
store about it not arriving.”

Tracey and Brazell decided to investi-
gate at once. They went to the depart-
ment store and spoke with the head of
the delivery department, showing him the
package. Through a code number on the
wrapping, the store executive was able
to give the detectives some information.

“The man who was given that jacket to
deliver quit on us just before Christmas,”
he said. “But we tried to check with him
on another matter and found he had

moved.”

The manager gave the delivery man’s
name as Roland Ladoucer and supplied
his previous address. The detectives went
there and found a tenant who knew where
Ladoucer had moved. Tracey and Brazell
went to that address.

Ladoucer, a young man with intelligent
eyes, proved to have a_ remarkable
memory,

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couldn’t find a cent in the house, Then
the man came with a package for Mrs.
Ames. I’d heard that she was fairly well
off and kept money in the house, and I
was desperate.

“Suddenly, I decided what I'd do. I
called to her out in her backyard to come
over and get her package. When she
came in the back door, I grabbed a length
of clothesline and strangled her before
she could struggle very much. Then I
carried her to the attic, and went over to
her house and ransacked it. But I didn’t
find any money except for a little in her

urse. I panhandled the rest of the bus
are to Vermont and got out of town as
quick as I could.” .

As he finished his confession, Jenner

sat with hanging head. “Now that I’ve
got it off my chest, I don’t want to talk
about it any more. Please let me be alone
for a while.”

The detectives did—while they searched
his quarters. Among keys found in his
possession was one which was later fitted
into the lock of the red € front door and
another which fitted the Ames front door.
A wallet found in his room was later

identified.as having belonged to Florence
Ames.

The farmer-turned-murderer went on
trial for his life in Syracuse on April 26,
1939, and was found guilty of murder in
the first degree with no recommendation
of mercy. In payment for a brutal murder
which netted him only $2.35, Frank
Jenner died in the electric chair at Sing
Sing Prison on December 14, 1939.

(The names Peter Kovarsky and Lucille Grove
are fictitious to protect the identity of persons in-
nocently involved in the investigation.—The Edi-
tor.)

Sex Scourge
of Our Cities

[Continued from page 34]

told state investigators how addiction to
narcotics had led her to prostitution and
thievery.

In South Bend, Ind., authorities discov-
ered that youthful teen-agers were meet-
ing in a wooded rendezvous known as
“Hot Rod Heaven” for sex, narcotics and
liquor parties.

In Des Moines, Ia., police broke up a
sex-liquor party of high school students
who had done hundreds of dollars of dam-
age to the home they were using for the
orgy.

In Walsenburg, Colo., authorities un-
covered a “non-virgin club” whose mem-
bers ranged from 10 to 13 years old.

In Belvidere, Ill., thirteen men were in-
dicted on charges of luring high school
girls with ice cream sodas to sex parties
in haymows and hotel rooms.

In Hammond, Ind., seven under-age
girls admitted picking up men in a tavern
and taking them to a home where orgies
involving perversion were held.

In Austin, Tex., authorities investi-
gated complaints that children of promi-
nent families were engaging in “shocking
sex misconduct”—blanket parties, mock
marriages and unchaperoned overnight
camping expeditions.

In San Francisco, Los Angeles, Chi-
cago; Florida, Montana, Kentucky,
Rhode Island and elsewhere, there are
similar sickening stories of a generation
gone wild.

Nor is there any indication that the
wave of juvenile delinquency has reached
its crest. The Senate sub-committee in-
vestigating the situation warned recently
that the nation can expect a teen-age
crime population of two to three million
young hoodlums and vandals by 1960 un-
less an all-out war on crime is launched
immediately.

“If the rate of juvenile delinquenc
continues to mount at the rate experi-
enced during the last five years,” the com-
mittee report states, “the number of boys
and girls going through the juvenile
courts will skyrocket to some 750,000 by
1960.” The report also notes that for
every juvenile court case, at least three
other offenders are not caught by police.

There is no discernible pattern or trend
to this youthful lawlessness. Boys and
girls alike are guilty of sex offenses, per-
version, malicious mischief and destruc-
tion, drunkenness, theft, use of narcotics,
even homicide. They are white, Negro,
Latin. They come from lower, middle and
upper income brackets.

In an effort to understand this problem,
let’s turn again to Denver. That city is

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being singled out, not because its record
is either exceptionally good or excep-
tionally bad, but because it is a middle-
sized city near the center of the country,
where there is no excessively large immi-
grant gous and whose problems
might be considered typical.

As a matter of fact, Beaver is far ahead
of many other cities in tackling its prob-
lem, thanks to an excellent juvenile court
system headed by Judge Gilliam. Den-
ver’s delinquency rate climbed 18 per cent
in the last five years compared with a
national average of 30 per cent.

But statistics don’t explain the sense-
less, needless tragedies like the fatal
shooting March 27 which_ 15-year-old
Raymond Vigil admitted. Young Vigil,
one of a family of twelve children, quit
school in the seventh grade, and pro-
ceeded to build up a long record of arrests
for loitering, drunkenness, auto theft and
aggravated robbery. He escaped three
times from a correctional institute.

He was still a fugitive when he at-
tended a dance at a community center
that night of March 27, carrying a small,
stolen rifle into the hall under his coat. As
Vigil was leaving the dance, he was jos-
tled by a stranger.

“Where do you think you’re going?”
Vigil demanded.

“None of your damn business,” replied
the other, identified later as Robert Tru-
jillo, 17.

One word quickly led to another. Vigil
pulled out the rifle and clubbed Trujillo.
The gun went off accidentally, Vigil said.
Then it fired twice more, one bullet strik-
ried Trujillo in the stomach and killing

im.

Nor can authorities explain why five
teen-agers not long ago slashed and tor-
tured a 15-year-old girl. The girl told
police she returned from school and found
the five boys waiting for her at her home.
One threw her on the floor, sat on her,
tore off her blouse, cut her brassiere off
with a razor blade and then inflicted the
cuts. Detective Max Bisgard, who investi-
gated the case, said there were 70 to 75
fine criss-cross cuts and scratches on her
back and face.

While the “sex for cigarets” disclosure
involving the three girls aroused much
public attention, authorities quietly have
substantiated reports of high school clubs
which require that girls prove they are
non-virgins before they are admitted.

Narcotics have dropped off as a prob-
lem with the recent federal crackdown,
but ingenious youngsters have turned
elsewhere in search of a jag. Denver po-
lice discovered one 15-year-old boy had
stolen sleeping capsules containing a
powerful barbiturate from a drugstore
where he worked.

Of the narcotics, however, marijuana
continues to be most prevalent and most
easily obtainable. °

But liquor, for the time being, is more
of a problem than dope. Most Denver

bars are careful about not serving minors,
and the police see that the law is enforced.
But kids find ways of buying or stealing
wine. Wine-guzzling parties have wound
up in a number of downtown alley free-
for-alls with anywhere up to a dozen
youngsters being arrested and perhaps an
equal number nimble and sober enough
to escape.

Children, giddy on cheap liquor, have
been responsible for malicious vandalism.
Some months ago kids with knives did
$300 damage to the upholstery in a movie
palace. Another trick of vandals is to
slash the upholstery of a theater seat and
pull out the padding. A lighted cigaret is
dropped into the hole and the padding
stuffed back in. The vandals then move to
another part of the theater and watch the
“fun” when the seat begins to smoke.
Only by great good fortune has a major
tragedy been averted.

.It is obvious from the soaring delin-
quency rate, both recorded in court and
unrecorded, that adult experts are
stumped. No one knows for sure how to
stop or even slow down this mushroom-
ing rise of child crime, nor can the drop
in the average age of delinquents be ex-
plained.

Yet one thing is sure. Reform schools
alone are not the answer. In too many
cases the culprits are incorrigibles—like
Marie, the 15-year-old, or like Raymond
Vigil who capped a long record with hom-
icide. They are the type that can corrupt
children who still have a chance for re-
habilitation.

“You can’t blame us for not wanting to
take kids like them, even though I would
be reprimanded for saying so,” a reform

‘ school superintendent told me.

“We are not an institution for punish-
ment. We try to correct youngsters who
got off to.a bad start; our objective is to
get them straightened out and return
them to society as useful citizens. But
incorrigibles can disrupt the routine of
the entire institution and in the process
drag scores of children down with them.
We just don’t know what to do with
them.” —

Denver Judge Mitchel Johns has a
proven if somewhat unorthodox way of
discouraging one class of delinquent. He
has sentenced youths to be given haircuts
to remove the bushy mop which is the
badge and pride of some small-time
punks.

Judge Gilliam goes deeper in his search
for -a solution. He feels the ultimate re-
sponsibility lies in the home. Gilliam
points to the fact that two-thirds of all
girl delinquents and one-half of all boy
delinquents appearing before him-come
from families in which the mother and
father are not living together.

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not allowed to leave a package by the
door, so I went next-door and rang the
bell. There was no answer. Then I noticed
the door was slightly ajar,.so I stuck my
head in and called: ‘Anybody home here?
I’ve got a parcel for Mrs. Ames.’

“From somewhere a voice answered:
‘Just leave it there on the table.’ It was
a strange, high voice. I didn’t know

- whether it was a woman’s or a man’s. But

I figured it was safe to leave the pack-
age, and I did.”

“lve got an idea batting around in the
back of my mind,” Tracey told Brazell as
they left. ‘‘Let’s call up employment
agencies.”

The fourth telephone call brought re-
sults. Lucy Jenner had been registered
at that agency.

“What was her last place of employ-
ment?” Tracey asked.

“Mr. Benjamin Morris.” The agency
director gave Morris’ address.

Tracey and Brazell went to the address
and found that Morris had just returned
from his office.

“Lucy Jenner? Sure, she worked for
me,” the man said. “What do you want to
know about her?”

“How long was she here?”

“Only a few weeks. Then she gave her
notice. She said she and her husband,
Frank Jenner, were going back to Ver-
mont, Too bad, too. She was a pleasant
girl and a good worker.” :

“Can you tell me anything about her
husband?” Tracey asked. “Was he here
in Syracuse?”

“Yes, They were both farm folks from
Vermont who had come here to try their
luck. His wasn’t so good, according to
Lucy. He couldn’t find a job and was
down and out. She was supporting him.
He came here to see her a few times—a
tall, gangling fellow who walked with
the long stride of a farmer. And she told
me that he also came to see her where
she lived when nobody was home, be-
cause her landlord, Mr. Laury, had made
a strict rule that she was not to have
visitors.” ;

' Could he have had a key to the Laury
house?”

“T wouldn’t know about that. He may
have.”

When the detectives had left, Tracey
said eagerly:

“The way I see it, the whole thing fits
together. Broke and unable to find a job,
Frank Jenner told his wife he wanted to
go back to farming. She probably had a
little money, and he told her to go ahead
and find a job in Vermont for them as a
couple while he remained behind in Syra-
cuse. Then he began trying to figure*a
way to get money for transportation to
Vermont when he heard from her.

“He still had a key to the Laury house.
Knowing Mrs. Angell’s shopping habits,
he went there after she left and slipped
in with the key Lucy had had made for
him. He went through the place looking
for money and apparently didn’t find any.

“In the midst of this, he was surprised
by the department store delivery man
coming to the door. Jenner, fearful of
revealing his presence, tried to imitate the
housekeeper’s voice.

“After the deliveryman was gone, Jen-
ner hid the package that had been left.
Perhaps he looked out and saw Florence
Ames outside behind her house—which
was why she hadn’t heard the delivery
man ring. An idea forming in his mind
quickly, he called out to her to come and
get the package.

“When she came in the back door, he
strangled her with that missing clothes-
line Mrs. Angell mentioned when we first

| pai jeine her. Then Jenner carried Mrs.
mes’ body to the attic and let himself
into the Ames house with her keys. After
removing her wallet from her pocket-
book, he fled, taking her keys, too.”

“Well, that sounds logical to me,”
Brazell said. “At least it could have hap-
pened that way. Let’s go and talk to Chief
Rapp.”

As a result of the conference, law en-
forcement authorities throughout Ver-
mont were sent pictures of Lucy Jenner
and told to be on the lookout for the pair.
Several days passed. Then the sheriff of
a southern Vermont county phoned in to
say that he recognized Lucy Jenner’s pic-
ture.

“She was married to a farmer who has
a place near here,” he said. “Her real
name is Mrs. Lucille Grove, But accord-
ing to what folks say, she grew tired of
farm life and ran off with a farm hand
named Frank Jenner, a local boy. They
couldn’t have been married, because she
never got a divorce. So they ended up in
Syracuse, did they?”

Tracey thought that the pair might have
gravitated back to the same general area
they came from. Since this was near the
New Hampshire border, he alerted police
of that state too.

Several days went by without results,
and Tracey sent telegrams to the sheriff
of every county in the two states, urging
them to continue the search and enlist
the help of city. police chiefs in their
areas.

At last his effort brought results in
the form of a telephone call from Chief
Vv. H. Gardner of Littleton, N. ;
Gardner had been making the rounds in
the territory outside the-city, stopping at
every farmhouse. .

Suddenly he caught sight of a tall,
gangling young man wa king between
two barns with a milk stool in his hand.
Gardner knew the farm owner, and he

_had never seen that particular hired hand

before. On an impulse, he got out and
called the man over.

“You're Frank Jenner, aren’t you?” he
asked casually. ;

The man hesitated briefly before re-
plying: “That’s my name. What’s on
your mind?”

“You're under arrest.” Gardner
grabbed Jenner by the arm. “Your wife
had better come, too.”

After a feeble protest, Jenner led
Gardner to a small cottage and called for
his wifé to come out. The police chief took
both of them to Littleton. He -contacted
Syracuse, and. Tracey and Brazell came
to Littleton immediately.

They questioned Lucy Jenner—or
rather Lucille Grove—first. The ex-
housemaid, a pretty girl with dark hair
and dark brown eyes, was stunned by
the news of the murder of Mrs. Ames.

“Yes, I knew Mrs. Ames,” she said in
response to a question, “and one after-
noon when Frank came while nobody was
home, I introduced her to him. But I
didn’t know anything about her being
killed.” .

The officials were willing to take her
word for it, She had not been in Syracuse
at the time, and it was quite likely that
Jenner would not have told her about
the murder.

Tracey, Brazell and Chief Gardner next
questioned Frank Jenner. ' The lanky
farmhand made a brief attempt at denial
of the murder, but soon broke down.

“T did it,” he said “and I want to get
it off my conscience. I needed money to
get back to New England where Lucy
was. | still had a key to the Laury house.
Lucy had it made for me. I went there
that afternoon looking for money, but

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was found guilty on five counts of pos-
sessing, altering and forging U.S. securi-
ties.

Her ready cash and femininity had
often helped her in her brushes with the
law, but they didn’t help her with Unele
Sam. She was soon on her way to. the
West Virginia Federal) Prison to serve
eighteen months behind bars.

She finished serving this sentence long
ago, but—“once a crook, always a crook”
apples to women as well as men—she is
now in trouble again. On March 11th,
1939, she was arrested in) Peoria on a
Federal narcotics charge, and at this
writing there seems a strong probability
she will go back to a Federal prison.

Also, she is being questioned by T. P.
Sullivan, superintendent of the Tllinois
State Bureau of Criminal Investigation,
concerning vice conditions in the town
of her birth, Champaign, Illinois, Since
the slaying of William) Spurrier, twenty-
year-old student at the University of
Tllinois, on February 16th, 1939, Superin-
fendent Sullivan and Tnspector Saunders
have been investigating vies nid crane
in the college town and they suspect that
Gladys Crawford knows something about
the “vice syndicate.”

In her early twenties, at the begin-
ning of her criminal career, she was a
dashing and attractive young woman, al-
ways stylishly dressed and expensively
groomed, and her large brown eves lind
womagnetic sparkle that seemed to exert
a hypnotic effect on most of the men she
met, Now, at the age of thirty-four, she
is shabbily dressed and her face — is
seamed and lined with the telltale marks
of her thirteen years of crime.

Her face is a living symbol of the adage
that crime never pays.

(The name of one of the persons in the fore-
going story has been withheld and a fictitious
one substituted, namely, Paul Elliott.--lv.)

Secret in the Attic

(Continued from page 5)

bered. Actually, she hadn’t seen Mrs,
Ames for several days preceding her dis-
Appearance, —

“Wail a minute,” she added stiddenty.
“fT do remember now that on the day
after she disappeared, I found a package
addressed to her lying on the table. I
took it to be a mis-delivered Christmas
package and IT brought it over to Sylvian.”

The two detectives were back at the
Ames flat in no time, The sad-eved
daughter remembered the incident clearly.

“Tt was a Christmas present for my
brother. [ had it sent to Mother so that.
Millard wouldn’t get suspicious and I
could surprise him.”

Detectives: Brazell and: Procey bhiahked
their eves, Was this the keystone of the
mystery, this package that Mrs. Angell
had found in her kitehen? What was it
doing there? Had Mrs, Ames brought it
there? If so, why?

In senreh of an answer they paid a call
to the shipping department of one of
Syracuse's leading department stores. [den-
tifying themselves, they demanded to
know whether it would be possible at this
Inte date to find out who had delivered
aostore purchase to Ei6 Stedman Street

“Surely,” replied the department man-
ager, checking his records. In a few mo-
ments he looked up.

“It was delivered by Roland Ladoucer.”

“Ts he still with you?”

“Yos, He'll be reporting any moment.”

When Ladoucer put in’ his appearance,
he proved that he was possessed of a. re-
markable memory.

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JANUARY, 1940

“Just one more question: Where does
your father live?”

“We don’t know for sure,” Millard
replied. “He’s here and there, as he
sees fit.”

Before he left, the man from Henad-
quarters had this comforting message,
“We'll be on the lookout for her, but
my hunch is you'll have her with you
by morning.”

Neither the youth nor his sister spoke.

“Towever,” the officer concluded omi-
nously, “be sure and call us in the morn-
ing if you don’t hear from her.”

Left alone, the two regarded each
other helplessly. Then Millard Ames
put on his overcoat.

“Ym going to look for her in_ the
near-by lots. She may have got caught
in the snowstorm and fallen in one of
the drifts.”

The very words made the girl shiver,

He was back ino a half-hour, face
haggard and eyes drawn. In oan effort
to cheer up his sister, he smiled.

“She'll be back by morning. L know
it.”

But Mre. Florence Ames did not show
up by morning. At nine o’clock her son
called Headquarters.

“She hasn't returned yet, and we're
afraid of the worst,” he said. The leu-
tenant in charge of missing persons
promised immediate action.

By noon the vicinity of Stedman
Street was swarming with boy scouts on
the lookout for the missing woman.
Young Millard was, himself, a seout-
master. All afternoon they searched
until they had poked Jong sticks through

A blizzard covered the tracks
of Mrs. Florence Ames (left)
on the December day when
she inexplicably vanished from
her home. Thousands searched
for her, little suspecting how
close at hand was the solution

every mound. No trace of her.
That night the newspapers came out
with the banner:

SYRACUSE WOMAN MYSTERIOUSLY
DISAPPEARS,

The police now took active steps.
When the attendant publicity over her
absence failed to bring any results, the
Detective Bureau issued urgent instrue-
tions to discover the whereabouts of
Millard Ames, Sr.

efficient operatives located him in two
hours. Tle proved to be a respeetable-
looking man, who seemed genuinely
shocked at the news. No, he had not
seen his wife—not for nineteen months.
And he hadn’t the remotest idea where
she could be found.

Stymied here, police began question-
ing the residents of Stedman Street, One
of the inissing woman's neighbors re-
ported that she had seen her at eleven-
fifteen,

“She eame out on the piazza and went
back in. Then the blizzard hit, and it
grew dark.”

QO amount of questioning of next-
door neighbors netted any worth-
while information.

A checkup of travel agencies including
dirplane ticket offices was fruitless, No
one remembered seeing the woman, after
studying her picture carefully.

It was as if the ground had opened
and swallowed up Mes. Ilorenee Ames,
The police issued a general alarm, broad-
cast deseriptions of her, notified all Mast-
ern departments of missing persons, and
then hoped for the best. After a week,

(Below) Unknown to Anthony
Laury, occupant of this house,
a secret lay concealed in his
attic. It was here that inquiries
regarding a Christmas pack-
age gave police the first ink-
ling as to the slayer's identity

ner disappearance had become an up-
state sensation. Christmas came, and at
least two residents of Syracuse, Millard
and Sylvia Ames, kept a lamp aglow in
the window, hoping against hope.

* * *%

Anthony Laury, chuckling over the
adventures of Dick Tracy as he read his
after-dinner newspaper on the night of
February 16th, was glad to’ be home.
Outside the wind was whistling and the
paper reported a temperature of fifteen
degrees with a cold wave in sight.

There was a sudden shrill command
from his nine-year-old son, Dicky.

“Say, pop, I wish you’d come upstairs
and take a look. There’s 2 spot on the
ceiling that looks like a snow man,”

Out of curiosity, Anthony Laury ae-
companied his son to an upstairs bed-
room and took a look.

“Mim,” he murmured thoughtfully.
“Tt «does look like a snow man.”

“But it gets bigger every day,” the
hoy declared emphatically. “Why don’t
you see What's wrong with the roof?”

It was a good idea. Otherwise, first.
thing he knew the whole ceiling would
be coming down, he counseled himself.

Up to the attie he went, searchlight
in hiand. Fitfally he flashed the evlinder
of light along the eaves. | léverything
was shipshape. He plaved the light on
the planked floor. Finally it) came to
rest on an objeet that almost froze him
in his tracks. There in the corner lay
the body of a woman.

Ino a few moments Anthony Laury
was telling Headquarters about. it.

MASTER DETECTIVE

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snow und up the walk of the white,
runbling house at No. 116 Stedman
Street. He opened the door suddenly
and called out:

“Mom, I’m here. Oh, Mom.”

There was no answer, He tossed aside
his paper, shed his overcoat, put it on
a hanger and then took a peck into the
kitchen, a sure bet at this time of day,
what with meals to prepare.

Mrs. Florence Ames) was definitely
not here. ‘There was in the air a slight
odor of seared cloth. Instinctively Mil-
lurd looked to see if the electric iron
had been left connected. Tt had.

“Good old Mom,” he said to himself,
“She's gone off to visit a neighbor, and
forgot to pull the plug out.” He saw to
the matter, relaxed ino a comfortable
chair in the parlor and read the evening
paper. She’d be back any minute.

For over an -hour he sat there pa-
tiently waiting. It was the arrival from
work at six-thirty of his sister Sylvia,
an attractive girl in her late teens, that
spurred him into action.

“Why, Mother’s never gone off calling
like this before,” Sylvia declared. “Not
at dinner-time,”

“All right,” young Millard said ami-
ably, “UH ring up the neighbors and
we'll tell her to hurry right: back. I’m
starving,”

One by one he telephoned his mother’s
friends, starting from her closest) and
continuing to those she visited only
seldom,

No, Mrs. Ames hadn’t been around
that day.

“Tin getting worried,” Sylvia said
finally, when seven o'clock came,

“No need of that,” retorted her
brother. “She’ll be here any moment.”

Hix words trailed off into sounds with
ho meaning behind them as he suddenly
fastened his eyes on the clothes rack in
the hall,

“say,” he exelaimed, “something — is

Lucienne Martin
(above) ponders the
fate that led her to be-
come involved in a
baffling murder riddle.
(Right) Bertillon Ex-
pert Patrick Hanlon
examines evidence
found in the attic

JaANt any, 140

wrong! Ilere’s her hat and coat. She
didn’t. go far in this weather without
these.”

“And here’s her pocketbook,” the girl
eut ino with growing alarm. “But. it’s
empty.”

Thoroughly aroused, they went over
the whole house. Sylvia Ames tried the
attic while her brother tried the cellar.
It was possible she had gone down to
bank the furnace and had fainted,

“Mom,” he called out hoarsely, as he
flooded the basement with light from a
powerful searchlight.

Brother and sister met. on the ground
floor, Sylvia was becoming frantic.

“TL think Vd better call) the police,”
Millard said, trying desperately to keep
up his courage,

Headquarters responded instantly with
an officer who listened patiently to young
Ames’ story.

When he had heard the details, he
pulled out his wateh,

“Tt’s only 7:45, and I think your
worries are a little premature. She'll
come back. They usually do.”

“But what about her coat and hat—
and the empty poeketbook?”) Millard
usked, a nameless dread in his eyes.

TRUE man from Headquarters had al-
most forgotten these items,
“Suppose you dig me up a photograph

of your mother, if you don’t mind,” the

investigator suggested,

The girl fetched one. “This was taken
only « couple of years ago,” she ob-
served,

And now he was studying ao studio
portrait of a handsome brunette with
fine features, perfectly-matched teeth
und a definite sparkle of youth about
her.

“Pd Tike as mueh information as you
can give me.”

The boy eagerly complied, and Officer
Marl Niehols put it all down tn his note-
book.

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looked, aud was estranged from: her hits
band, who had not come near the place
for several years. She had no suitors.
She was devoted to her children) and
attached to the home. She had never
gone iway before without telling them.

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“Lye diseovered a body in my attic,”
he said. “Please come quickly.”

The astonished desk sergeant flashed
a radio message to cruise ears. Tn four
minutes two police squads had responded
and a detective captain was en route
trom Headquarters,

With dispateh the officers bolted up
the dusty attic stairease, and made their
way over the planking to the object in
the corner,

The body was that of a small woman,
whose features must once have been at-
tractive. She had been strangled. The
instrument of death was still wound
tightly around her throat. It was a
rope: the type used by housewives for
clotheslines,

When the detective captain arrived,
he took one look and remarked, “This
must be Mrs. Florence Ames. Sure it
is. | remember her picture.”

“Why, of course,” one of the squad
patrolmen spoke up, “she used to live
on this street—next. door, in fact.”

The news broke like a cloudburst over
the city. Mrs. Florence Amex, missing
for over two months, had been found-—
deadin the attic of a neighbor.

If police expected a ready solution of
the mystery of the strangled woman
from Anthony Laury, they were speedily
disappointed. He told his story in a
frank, direet. fashion,

Ile related that he was a widower, ¢
war-veteran, and father of two children.
His children were looked after by a Mrs.
Emma Angell, his housekeeper. Of
course he knew the dead woman, and
held her in high regard. She seldom
exame calling.

Where was he that eventful afternoon
of December 14th? Out with his child-
ren, Among other things they had gone
to a movie. They had told all this to
officers who questioned all the neighbors
the day following the disappearance,

The housekeeper corroborated _ his
statements, Phere had been no) one

Officers are seen with the murderer and his innocent companion after the
capture. (Left to right) Detective Brazell, the killer, Detective Tracey,
Police Chief Rapp, Lucienne Martin and Policeman Ralph Margiasso

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home at the Laury house the afternoon
that Mrs. Ames had vanished,

A checkup of the persons concerned
seemed to support. the statements made
by Laury and his housekeeper,

V HERES to new?) That problem was

worrying both Chief of Police Wil-
liam Rapp and the Homicide Squad, A
fantastic murder had heen committed,
and the body of a respectable housewife
had been hidden ino an attie next door
to her home-—not to be discovered until
months later. To say the least, the
situation was novel. One of the most
perplexing angles of the case was the
motive.

On the face of it, the woman might
have been assnulted and then hidden
awiy. Expert pathologists were put to
work to find out. At the elose of the
day they were ready with their report.

“The deceased shows no evidence of
having been attacked.”

Of course, there was the robbery mo-
tive. Ler pocketbook had been found
empty. Had some one rifled it; or had
Mrs. Ames, herself, removed the money
shortly before she left on her fatal
journey? A talk with the Ames children
netted. the information that the cash
kept at home was seldom more than
“pin money.”

Disheartened, Deteetives Donald
Tracey and Frank Brazell paid a eal
on Mrs. Angell, the Laury housekeeper.
She, too, made a favorable impression
and seemed not. only willing but eager
to be of help.

“We just thought we’d drop around
on the chance that you may have re-
nembered some little item) that you
haven't told us, something that you muy
think trifling. Sometimes the police can
make big things out of what seem to be
trifles,” Brazell explained,

Mrs. Angell furrowed her brow. No,
she was sorry, but there was nothing
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i“Why? What if ‘it is?” .
:“You’re under arrest.” wo bie Ca
-'The man seemed stunned: Marching
him around the back, Chief Gardner called
out, “Lucy, will you! come out?” ?
A rather «attractive, dark-eyed brunette
appeared, :

“T’m. afraid you'll have to. come; .too,”’

Gardner said.

Back at Littleton, the Chief began his.
questioning. He queried the* woman ‘first. :

SHE made no attempt to hide the fact
that she had run off with Frank Jen-
ner. She was tired of rural life. Jenner
had been good to her.

“What -do you know of the murder of
Mrs, Florence Ames?” the Chief asked her
in a matter-of-fact tone.

She turned pale. “I know nothing, noth-
ing at all.”

‘T’m afraid your boy-friend here does,”
Gardner said, taking his leave. It was
obvious that the woman had had no part
in the crime or even any knowledge of it.

Locked “up in the room with Frank 2.
Jenner, the Chief came to the point, with-

out any delay, i
: “Look, Jenner, there’s no question in
my mind but that you killed Florence
Ames. You can tell me about it or you
can keep silent, as. you see fit. Syracuse

' officers are on the way.”

| It must-have been the kindliness of the

’ New Hampshire officer that caused the big

man .to break.

“I killed her. I killed her. I deserve to
die. I can’t stand it on my conscience.”

Long before the Syracuse detectives ar-
rived to take him back in handcuffs, the
captive unfolded his story.

“T killed her for her money. I was hard
up. I heard that she kept a lot of cash
on her.

“T was in the house that afternoon when
the delivery boy called out that he wanted
.to leave a package for Mrs. Ames. So I
told him to leave it in the hall. —

“Then later I rang up Mrs. Ames and
asked her if she didn’t want to drop. by
and pick up her package, She eame over,

I told her it: was in the kitchen. I walked
up behind her and hit her over the head
with a chair.’ Then I strangled her.
“After that I carried her up into the
attic and piled a few things over her.”
Chief Gardner tried not to show his

’ disgust,
“Then what did you do?”
“IT ransacked her house, found the

pocketbook and took the money. There
was only $2.35 in the purse. Then I went
downtown.” |

Detectives: Brazell and Tracey were as-
signed to bring the prisoner back, Lucy
Martin was not detained. Her foolishness
had cost her enough heartache.

On April®26th Frank Jenner was tried
for murder, A jury of somber-faced Syra-
cuse residents heard the testimony and
responded quickly. once the evidence was
completed. .\They found him guilty of
murder in the first degree.

A stern judge, reminding the convicted
murderer that the law left him no alter-
native, sentenced the erstwhile lumberjack
to the clectric chair at Sing Sing,

Trailing the Ozark Outlaws

heard a monn, and somebody shouted,
“Bring a dight they got Johnson.” :

I ran over «nd was in time to help pick
a man from the road. A light flashed and
I saw it was Id Johnson, one of my
possemen. Ic was holding one hand over
his right eye. I had him placed in my
car, and went back to Lawson who, by
tho light of matches, was ruefully inspect-
ing the damuye done to his machine, :

‘“How did you come to mix in this
business, Mr. I.awson?” I asked.

“T was getting ready for bed when those
guys knocked at the door,”-he replied, “I
knew right away who they were and they
knew I knew it—so they didn’t beat
around no bushes. They drew guns on
me and told me to drive them out of the
state, They told my wife to keep her
mouth shut if she wanted to see me any
more, There wasn’t much else I could
do but what I did.” : ‘

“T don’t blame you,” I told him. “What
did the men look lixe? Where were you
to take them?”

“You can’t (cll much what a man looks
like this time of night, Sheriff. As to
where they were going, that’s a guess.
But one thing seemed sure: I wasn’t com-
ing back but, they were.

Swell,” he continued, “they talked
pretty freely once we started rolling. They
said too much to let me live and tell
about it. They said they’d: get a guy
named Charley and come back and get
John and Boyd, ‘soon as they’re patched
1 2 ” :

"7 thought I knew the rest, “Did they
offer to drive?” I asked.

along.”
ree} I reasoned, that’s why the Stude-

baker was abandoned. Jewell had been
the driver. When he and Birchfield were
wounded, they made quick arrangements
with the others. They’d surrender and
get medical nid. The other two would
continue on fool, taking the guns and loot
with them. They’d get anotheér car and a
driver in Oklahoma and come back for
Birchfield and Jewell. That meant our
little jail at Bentonville was due for a
delivery, It meant the other bandits had
to be caught quickly or many lives would
be in danger.

I drove Johnson to a doctor’s office and
stayed just long enough to learn that his

(Continued from page 21)

eye was gone but he would probably live,
Thon L went to the jail and tried my luck
on Birchfield and Jewell, ‘Chey had been
patched up by a doctor and had had a
good meal, They were feeling pretty
cocky and nothing I could say would put
the fear of God or law into them.

At the last minute I had some unex-
pected though very terrible help. Word
came from Joplin that Jou Stout was
ead.

“It’s the chair now, boys,” I told them.
“There’s only one chance to beat it. Talk.”

Fear lit up Jewell’s eyes, but Birchfield
laughed. “We ain’t dead yet, copper,” he
‘said, “and we’re a long way from burn-
ing.”

He was right about that. The actual
killer was still at large. "The shot that
got Lou Stout had been fired from the
car while Birchfield was still on the side-
walk, Jewell, as driver of the machine,
would not have been handling a shotgun,
So the actual slayer was free and_ still
hed a ready trigger finger. But who was
e

I got Jewell alone and pounded him
with questions. He was a weak man,
scared und cowardly, but he believed his
one chance of freedom lay in keeping his
mouth shut—and he did.

Next, I examined the odds and ends
taken from Birchfield’ und Jewell, think-
ing I might find a clue. There were a few
dollars in bills, some change, a pocket-
knife, a pair of dice and a few scattered
business cards, ‘There was alao nm small
photograph of an attractive looking girl.

The girl’s picture had been carried by
Jewell. She was probably his sweetheart,
and knew his business. No doubt she
would be acquainted with the girl-friends
of the two men still at large.

i Again I telephoned Deputy Chuculate
in Oklahoma. I had‘a hard’ time reach-
ing him and he sounded sleepy. I asked
if he knew Boyd Jewell. He said he did,
and added that Jewell was pretty mean,

“Do you know with whom ‘he and
Birchfield have been running around?” I
asked.

“All the boys over here. stick pretty
close together,” he replied. “One guess
is good as another.”

“Do you know of: any two who are
missing right’ now?”

“There’s more than that missing,” he
told me. .

“T asked ono moro question, “Do you
know Jewell’s girl?”

“Which one?”

“If that’s the way it is,” IT said, “I'll
have to come over and show you the pic-
ture. If the killers get through our net,
T'll see you tomorrow.”

It was just three o’clock in the morn-
ing and I was getting ready to rejoin the
posse when a friend called and told me
that trouble was brewing. “There’s a mob
out to get those fellows you stuck in
jail,” he warned.

I rushed to the window. Day was
breaking and there was light enough to
show me that a crowd was gathering—
eng who should have been in bed
ours before, It was not a mob, in. the
accepted sense of the word. ‘These peo-
ple didn’t yell threats. They were quiet
—ominously, quiet,

Lou Stout had been well liked; well
known. He had a lot of friends and rela-
tives, Word was out that he hnd died
and these people wanted his killers,

[™ not easily discouraged. You can’t
be an officer of the law as long as T have
unless you're able to “take it” and come
back for more, But things were piling
up. I had a murdered man in Joplin, a
wounded man in Bentonville, two wound-
ed murderers in jail and two murderers
at-large. The two slayers at large had
plans to liberate the two in jail and now
I had a growing number of residents with
plans to tear the jail down and lynch my
prisoners whether I liked it or not.

We had a small police force in Ben-
tonville. I called on them and also
deputized several trustworthy residents.
I armed them and turned the jail over
to them to protect. That should do, for
the time being,

It was afternoon when I arrived at
Maysville. The few possemen still there
were in front of a service station, laugh-
ing and talking.

“Any sign of the killers?” I inquired.

“Not a sign, Sheriff.”

I sat in my car and talked to them for
a few minutes, A machine cxme toward
us over Highway 20, out of Oklahoma, It
bore an Arkansas license plate. I stopped
it.

“Did you happen to see two men hik-
ing across the line?” I asked the driver

He was a typical hill farmer. “Why,” he

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FAILED TO COME HOME. Where was Mrs. Plddess
Ames? Why did this popular Syracuse ‘woman leave

“home without taking her hat, coat, overshoes and

purse—even though a blizzard was raging?

line of a figure. i, j

Be that as it may, ‘the question up for
debate was how to check the spreading of
the stain. Or better still, to find out what
had caused it. No doubt the roof had
sprung a slow leak. And pretty soon the
whole ceiling would come tumbling down.
The thing should be looked into. - True,
he didn’t own the house. He was merely a

tenant. But a good one, he liked to think.’

There was only one access to the small
attic. And that was through a trap door
which gave onto slim boarding.

But how to get up? There was no ladder.
In: his seven years as. a tenant here,
Anthony Laury had never had occasion to
inspect the attic.

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He had not delivered that particular
yackage to the Ames home, but to the
iouse next door, the Laury residence.
Why? Because no one answered the ring.

“But was there any one at home at the
house next door?” Brazell inquired, as-
tonished.

“Why, yes. I rang the bell, and at first
there was no answer. the door was
open two or three inches, I stuck my head
in and yelled, “Package for Mrs. Ames.”

From the back of the house a woman
called out, “All right. Just leave it on
the table. And I did.”

They were back at the Laury home.
This time they were asking Mrs. Angell
whether she was “dead positive” that no
woman had been in the house that after-
noon, some friend, neighbor, relative or
boarder. y

“I tell you no one was there. ‘We were
all out. We did have a woman boarder,
all right, but it seems to me she left
about ten days before Mrs. Ames disap-
peared, and her husband went later.”

The detectives perked up.

“Tell us something about these two
boarders of yours,” Brazell demanded.

Chief of Police William Rapp, of
Syracuse, inspects clothesline used by
the killer’

“Well, there isn’t much to tell. Frank
Jenner was a good-natured, big, strapping
man from the north woods, and I think
he used to be a lumberjack, But he just
couldn’t get a job here in the city. Lucy,
his wife, seemed very much in love with
him, didn’t say a great deal, and went
about her business.’ /

“And you have no idea where they
moved to?”

“None at all.” ;

For some strange reason, . Detectives
Brazell and Tracey felt a desire to know
more. They questioned Laury. He sup-
ported his housekeeper’s statement.

“To my knowledge they’ve left town.
She went first—up to Vermont to be with
her people. Then he followed a few days
later. He left a day or so before Mrs.
Ames disappeared.”

The two sleuths decided to find out
what, if any, connection there was_be-
tween Mrs. Ames and the Jenners. Millard
Ames was very certain about it—the two
were unknown to his mother,

For want of anywhere else to turn, the
officers paid another visit to Ladoucer.

“Come on, Roland,” Tracey cajoled,
“think back with that wonderful memory
of yours and try to recall the voice of
the woman .who said, “All right. Just
leave it on the hall table.”

Ladoucer seemed perplexed. After a few
seconds’ thought he spoke out.

“Tt was a shrill voice, a little on the
loud side, T remember it was high, too,
and thine like a baritone trying to sing
tenor.”

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“Fine description,” Tracey commended,
and they left hurriedly.

Out in the open. Tracey was more
explicit. “Look, rank, what Roland La-
doucer was trying to say is that the voice
was a falsetto, meaning that—”

“A man was behind the scenes?”

“Bxactly! 1 may be wrong, but I’m lay-
ing my moncy on the hunch that Frank
Jenner was this off-stage woman’s voice.

To follow through with his hunch, he
requested Headquarters to sound an alarm
for the detention, “for routine question-
ing,” of the Jenners. The alarm went over
the police teletype. Newspapers getting
wind of the eight-state S.0.S. splashed the
news over the front pages, :

Chief Rapp awaited developments, A
day passed uneventfully, then another.

Finally, Benjamin Morris, a local lawyer,
called around to the Detective Bureau.

Morris was apologetic. The fact was, he
admitted mght from the start, that he had
no idea where the Jenners were at the
moment. But, as he pointed out, he had
employed Mrs. Jenner as a domestic early
in December.

Did Mr, Morris remember the date?
Yes, he did. She had come to work on
December 7th and worked up until the
14th, when she served notice that she was
leaving in a few days. It seems that her
husband had obtained a job in Vermont,
or maybe New Hampshire. Four days
later, on the morning of December, 18th,
a ear came by for her and she left with all
her belongings.

And that was all that; Morris had to say.

But it was enough to spur Brazell and
Tracey into concentrating all their atten-
tions on the missing pair. Who were they?
Was Jenner an alias? Was Lucy really his
wife?

The answer to one of the questions
came after a detective’s diligent search of
the room in the Morris home occupied
by Lucy Jenner. It was a note, addressed
to Lucy Martin and signed “Frank.” The
note revealed that the lady’s real husband
had been in town looking for her, accord-
ing to report.

It was no great feat to learn that Lucy
Martin was a fugitive from her husband.
The netual mune, however, was TLucienne,
and her husband hailed from West Canaan,
New Hampshire.

Brazell and Tracey talked it over.

“TTS a cinch those two wouldn’t at-
tempt to hide in New Hampshire,”
Tracey remarked,
“We could try Vermont, They’re essen-
tially country folk and would most likely

look for shelter on some farm, where they |

could work together.”

But to be on the safe side the detec-
tives requested Headquarters to ask the
aid of every city and county law enforce-
ment head in both Vermont and New
Hampshire.

The response was heart-warming. The
New England officials were eager to
cooperate,

One of these, Chief V. H. Gardner of
Littleton, New Hampshire, responded with
unusual thoroughness. On the day follow-
ing the message from Syracuse, Chief
Gardner began a tour of his bailiwick, on
the alert for strange faces among the hired
hands. He had about made the rounds,
questioning numerous farmers, and was
headed for home when he decided, just
for luck, he would cross the line into Ver-
mont a mile or so.

He had been riding less than five min-
utes when he caught sight of a giant of
a man with stool in hand, about to begin
his milking.

“Hey, there.’ Gardner called out, “will
you wait a minute?”

The man stopped.

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way Department, was in high spirits on this par-
ticular afternoon of February 17, 1939, as he took his
ease in the coziest chair of the Laury home at 120
Stedman Street, Syracuse.

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off from his chores.

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a hurried and appreciative glance at the fireplace'where
pine logs crackled and lit his pipe. Then he picked
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home—unaware of the horror in the attic. It was only by chance that
the facts were discovered.

news when his son, Richard, 9, interrupted his reading.
“Dad, that spot’s getting bigger,’’ his son and heir
led ‘off, casually enough.

“What spot?”
Laury pere was annoyed. He had become absorbed

in an essay of England’s decline as a world power.

“The spot on the ceiling. You remember, I showed
it to you last week.” :

Laury looked up. “Oh, yes, so you did, Dicky. We'll
have to see about it real soon, when I’m not busy.”

His offspring would not be denied.

“Tt looks like a snowman now,” he persisted.

The word “snowman” brought Laury out from behind
his paper. He, himself, didn’t. know just why.

At any rate, he found himself following his son up
the flight of stairs and into the east bedroom.

His son was right. There was a marked resemblance

to a “snowman.” At least, there was the blurred out-

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REEMAN and his tenant arrived at
F the Laury house simultaneously
with the police.

Detectives Frank Brazell and Act-
ing Detective Donald Tracy, who ac-
companied the chief, stood on a kitch-
en table and chair and hoisted them-
selves up into the attic.

Moving cautiously through the ref-
use-strewn maze of joists, studdings,
and rafters, Tracy could discern the
outline of an electric light bulb, sus-
pended from a hip-beam, He pulled
the chain and an eerie glow seeped
through the attic.

In a minute, Brazell returned to the
hatch opening and shouted to Rapp.

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“It’s a body all right, Chief. It’s a
woman. She’s under a pile of junk.”

Rapp immediately put in a call for
Coroner H. Ernest Gak, Photographer
Louis A. Waters, and members of his
own Bertillon Bureau.

But before Coroner Gak made an
appearance at the Laury home, re-
porters—informed that the Police
short-wave radio had broadcast a call
for the morgue head—arrived ex-
citedly at the scene. Since the Ames
dwelling was located next door to the
Laury home, they theorized that the
body was that of Florence Ames who
had vanished two months before.

Coroner Gak removed a burlap bag,
screens, and a length of stovepipe
which had been on top of the corpse.
Although the features were almost
unrecognizable, he expressed the be-

lief that the victim was Mrs. Ames,
“The coroner only made a tentative
identification from the clothes; so be
careful how you handle the story,”
Chief Rapp warned the reporters,

The coroner was busily engaged
making notes, when Patrick J. Han-
lon, head of the Syracuse Bertillon
Bureau, climbed into the attic,

“Any way of telling how she was
murdered?” he asked.

“Obviously struck on the head with
a blunt object; and strangled,” Dr,
Gak replied.

Hanlon studied the victim’s neck,
The markings on it strongly suggested
that the strangler had extremely large
bands. Four finger abrasions and the
long thumb mark revealed that a sin-
gle hand—a giant one—had encircled
the victim’s throat and strangled her.

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The brutal slayer of the unlucky
housewife knew that the police would
catch him. “These mitts of mine could
be spotted a mile away,” he said.

“The killer must have been a
giant!” Hanlon commented.

The Bertillon expert found further
proof to support his theory. The attic
hatchway, through which the body
had been taken, was narrow. The kill-
er couldn’t have carried her through
the small opening, and there were no
indications that he hoisted the victim
up with a rope. Therefore, he must
have stood on a chair and pushed the
body up into the attic, much like a
basketball player throws a ball.

But what was the motive? Robbery
was temporarily ruled out, for none of
the rooms in the Ames home had
showed signs of having been ran-

sacked on the day the woman disap-
peared. Moreover, Sylvia Ames was
positive that her mother had less than
three dollars in cash on her person the
fatal day of December 14th, 1938.

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‘ Patrick J. Hanlon (above), Chief of the
Syracuse Bertillon Bureau, doducod from
the prints on Mrs. Ames’ throat that her
slayer was.a powerful man.

HE body was removed to the coun-
Ty morgue for positive identifica-
tion and an autopsy.

His eyes red-rimmed, Millard Ames,
Jr., viewed the garments taken off the
corpse, and nodded his head. He was
obviously overcome with emotion.

“Yes, those are her clothes,” he fin-
ally managed to say.

Coroner Gak, a kindly, soft-spoken
physician, put his arm over the
youth’s shoulder, led him into his pri-
vate office.

“T can’t accept identification of
clothes as final,” he said, “and I hesi-
tate to ask you to identify the body.
Who was your mother’s dentist?” he

asked.

“Dr, Arthur W. Guilfoyle, in the
Chimes Building.”

Coroner Gak sent for Dr. Guilfoyle.
In a few minutes, the widely-known

Syracuse dentist was in the morgue.

After a careful examination of the
victim’s mouth, the dentist turned to
Dr. Gak. “This is Mrs. Aimes, all right.
I inserted that synthetic porcelain fill-
ing in the left rear cuspid.”

Coroner Gak checked the items on
a file card which the dentist. had
brought along. i

There was no doubt now that the
mutilated body taken from the attic
of the Laury house was that of ‘Mrs.
Florence Ames.

Meanwhile, Chief Rapp had thrown
the investigation into high gear. He
ordered Laury, Mrs. Angell, and the
landlord to report to headquarters for
questioning, and asked Millard Ames,
Jr., for a list of his mother’s acquaint-
ances. Nobody was beyond suspicion.

(Continued on page 46)

then asked what else I wanted to do.

“Pye never been at a gambling
place,” I said enthusiastically. “There’s
one I -heard about. Let’s go there,
Frankie darling!”

He grinned, and we got into his car
and drove to the place.

Frank let me play roulette. That,
too, was part of my cut. But he went
in for dice with a bulging wallet that
soon looked as if it: had gone on a
tough diet: He didn’t care, though.
There was plenty more where that
came from, and he’d enjoyed himself.

“We've got to go back there again,”
Frank said, his face glowing. “Tm go-
ing to get some of the money I drop-
ped there.”

So we organized a party, out of
which I took a huge chunk of the
amount they lost. And my career was
launched. Alice was sight. Regardless
of who lost, I always won. I began
thinking of trading in my car for a
new one, and moving into a larger
apartment, hiring a cook, building up
my wardrobe... .

* *

ND that was when I met Clyde

Gray. We were introduced during

a theater date with some wealthy fel-

low I knew. Clyde looked me straight

in the face, and his nice, clear eyes
smiled at me.

“Well, I’m glad to see Dave has
taste,” he said, nodding without turn-
ing toward my escort. “I’ll have to
investigate the matter.”

So, the next evening, he phoned
and asked me to go out with him.
Steering him to the gambling spot
was a cinch. We went there again,
and again....

That was all right, of course, but
he started falling hard for me. Worse
still, I liked him a lot. He began hint-
ing marriage, and I went back to
dreaming once more at night. He had

a fortune. He was handsome and
charming and young. I was all set to
say yes.

Suddenly Clyde called me up, al-
though he had never phoned me dur-
ing the day before. I was excited,
eager, hopeful. I told him to come
right over. He did, but his face was
haggard and angry.

“Why didn’t you tell me you were &
week-end party girl?” he suddenly
snapped at me. “If I hadn’t met Steve
Temple. . . . God, how can you be so
low, leading me on, letting me want
you for my wife, when all the time
you knew you were no better than
so"

I burst into tears, and he broke off
his angry accusations. He whirled,
stamped out of the house, taking with
him all my wonderful dreams, leav-
ing me feeling as dirty and soiled as
he’d claimed I was. I knew myself
now for what I’d really become. The
money I had made had taken me out
of the streetwalker class, but under
the skin, I was little better than a
prostitute, selling my charms for
whatever the market would pay.

* * *

. taolg night, I packed my belong- -

ings and took a train for the West.
Cash—easy cash—had held me in its
golden clutch long enough. Before it
was too late, I had to break with my
sordid, spectacular past, and find the
clean air again. Was I beyond hope?
Would I slip back again into the soft,
parasitic existence I had been lead-
ing? Would the lure of gaiety mean
more to me than my self-respect and
a chance to live a decent, honorable
life?

That was what I worried about,
more than the money I'd left behind,
still unshorn from suckers who were
eager to be clipped. I was no less
lovely than I’d been that first day I

walked bravely into Marvin Hart’s
studio. I had at least another ten
years to work the sex racket for all
it was worth. And then what? I'd seen
the wise girls who knew all the an-
swers, and I'd seen their ultimate, in-
evitable end. They could never hold
their easy money. Almost invariably,
they stood at last before a judge in
Night Court, painted hags with coarse
and hardened faces, pleading guilty to
the charges of accosting men on the
street. Terrified, I swore that would
never happen to me.
* * *

ORE than a year has passed since

I arrived in this small town in
the West. No one here knows my
wretched past. I’ve changed. by name,
my walk, my speech—everything that
connects with the gilded years I spent
in the sex racket. Most of my money
is invested in a farm, which hasn't
begun paying yet. For I need a man
to help run the place.

And that’s going to be taken care
of, soon. There’s a fine, upright boy
here who loves me for what I am, not
for what I can give him. And he’s
slowly working up to a proposal—not
a proposition.

But if I marry him, will he even-
tually learn the truth about me? I
don’t dare to tell him, yet I'm afraid
not to. Will one of my gay “friends”
happen to pass through the town,
some day, and greet me the way a
man greets a woman who holds no
secrets, physical or moral, from him?
That fear is the price I must pay for
my career as a sex racketeer.

The name Irene Wentworth is fic-
titious in order to spare the author
any embarrassment. The names Mar-
vin Hart, Steve Temple, Frank Hard-
ing, Luke Gamsa, and Clyde Gray are
also fictitious.

THE ATT

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But if Chief Rapp thought Anthony
Laury could throw some light on the
case, he was disappointed. The road -
worker, a widower, and father of two
children, who were looked after by
Mrs. Angell, said he had seen Mrs.
Ames on several occasions, but only
long enough to say hello.

He scratched his head. “Don’t re-
member ever having talked with her
even once,” he added.

How then could the body have been
placed in the attic of his home? He
couldn't even offer a suggestion of a
possibility.

On the fateful afternoon of Decem-
ber 14th—believed to be the murder

(Continued from page 21)

day, since Mrs. Ames had disappeared
then—he had taken his children to

Mrs. Ames’ killer struck her over the

heod with this mahogany chair.

a movie, and Mrs. Angell had gone
downtown to a department store.

As for the spot on the ceiling, he
had watched it grow, but considered
it merely a leak in the roof, He had
delayed reporting the matter to Mr.
Freeman, thinking he would repair it
himself at the first opportunity.

Freeman, who had rented the house
to Laury the previous May, also had
little information to offer. He didn’t
know Mrs. Ames, and besides, was out
of town on the day she mysteriously
vanished.

Deputy Chief Russell W. Humphry,
outstanding crime analyst, took over

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while, Chief Rapp left his office and
climbed a flight of winding steel stairs
to the penthouse atop headquarters.

Here, Hanlon, head of the Identifi-
cation Bureau, was washing a set of
newly printed pictures taken at the
scene of the crime.

Chief Rapp studied the wet photo-
graphs.

“From the layout would you say
anybody not acquainted with the
house could have done such a clean
job?” he asked.

“No, The killer must have been in
cahoots with someone living in the >
house, or he himself knew the interior
well,” Hanlon answered.

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HE chief returned to his office.

T “When did you say you were in
the Laury house, last?” he questioned
Freeman.

“About a year ago.”

“And in the attic?”

“Not in two or three years.”

“Who lived in the house before
Laury?” the chief continued.

“Tf it’s the keys you're thinking
about,” Freeman said, sensing the
purpose of the question, “I changed
the locks on the doors when Laury
moved in.” -

The probe came to an abrupt halt.
With the principal witnesses already
interviewed, the investigation ap-~
peared to have bogged down.

Clarence Unckles, special assistant

* to District Attorney Donald M. Maw-

hinney, asked that Laury and his
housekeeper be brought in again.

“Think hard now. Do you remem-
ber anything peculiar that may have
happened on December 14th?”
Unckles asked the pair.

“Did you find anything in the house
disturbed on your return that eve-
ning?” Brazell interposed.

Mrs. Angell furrowed her brow.

“J don’t know if this will mean any-
thiny to you,” she began. “But when
I arrived home, there was & package
for Mrs. Ames on the kitchen table.
I figured that it was delivered by mis-
take to our house, so when Miss Ames
came over that night, inquiring about
her mother, I gave it to her.”

Brazell brought in Sylvia Ames.
She bore out Mrs. Angell’s story.

“Tt was a Christmas present for my
brother,” she explained. “I had it sent
to mother so that Millard wouldn't get
suspicious and I could surprise him.”

Here was a clue, but what did it
mean? Had Mrs. Ames brought the
package over to the Laury house her-
self? Or had it been used to lure the
woman to the house next door? .

Captain of Detectives William Metz-
ger was ordered to have the delivery
man found and brought to head-
quarters.

In less than an hour, police brought
back Roland Ladoucer, the man who

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had been assigned to deliver the Ames
package.

Ladoucer readily recalled the day,
and even the incident. He had arrived
at the Ames home about 10:30 that
morning, and finding nobody there, he
decided to leave the package at the
house next door.

When he poked his head into the
back hallway, someone in the cellar

- _it was a woman’s voice—called up:

“Just leave it on the hall table.”

Chief Rapp turned to Mrs. Angell
again.

“Are you positive you were not
home then?” he asked sharply.

“No, there was nobody home. In
fact, when the children came home
for lunch, Frank wasn’t even there,
and the youngsters had to take their
own lunches.”

The interrogators straightened in
their chairs, looked quizzically at the
woman.

“Frank?” they chorused in unison.

“Yes, Frank,” the housekeeper con-
tinued, “I mean Franklin Jenner. He
and his wife boarded with us. He left
on the same day Mrs. Ames was re~
ported missing. 1 remember now, be-
cause he was to give the children
lunch and wasn’t there when they ar-
rived at noon.”

“And Mrs. Jenner?” Detective
Tracy prodded.

“She left a week before that day.”

The police officials sat speechless for
a moment, shocked by the import of
this new information. This was the
first time the name Jenner entered
into the investigation.

The original query—who killed
Mrs. Ames—had now expanded into
more than a half dozen perplexing
questions. For not only did the au-
thorities wish to know who killed the
comely matron, but they also wanted
to know where Jenner and Lucy
were; why Jenner left the day of the
murder, and who the person was who
instructed the delivery man to leave
the parcel for Mrs. Ames in the kitch-
en of the Laury home.

Laury then volunteered the infor+
mation that Lucy had gone to work for
a lawyer named Morris several days
before Mrs. Ames disappeared.

Laury had met Jenner and Lucy at
Eagle Village, New York, in Novem-
ber, and agreed to board the pair at
his home. Lucy was to take care of
the Laury children, and Jenner, a
strapping lumberjack, was planning
to find work in Syracuse.

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to the home of Benjamin Morris, the
attorney. ‘

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tell them about Lucy Jenner.

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yer corrected. “She was married to
some fellow in Littleton, New Hamp-
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“We had a swell time. Sorry I
couldn’t take Rose home last night,
but we had a flat and she said she’d
take the subway.”

“Rose told us about you. You're
a service man, aren’t you?”

Detective Ward was stabbing in
the dark, playing a hunch.

“Sure, I’m a sailor. Stationed at
Pier 92, 52nd Street and North
River.”

“That’s fine, Durr,’ Detective
Ward shot back. “This is Detective
Ward speaking. Rose Palermo was
murdered in an old house near her
home last night. We want to talk
to you, and you’ll make it easier for
yourself if you get out here as fast
as you can. Rose lived at 16 Louis
Place, Brooklyn.”

Herman Durr gave a loud gasp
over the phone.

“Murdered?” he repeated. ‘Gosh,
man, I’ll be right out there.”

“Okay, we'll be waiting for you”
Detective Ward answered.

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dress and orders for the sailor to
be picked up. :

“We'll find out where she was last
night,” he said to Detective Tiernan.
“That was her escort. He says he’s
a sailor. He may come out of his
own free will; but if he doesn’t, he
won’t get far. I phoned in a pick-up
order for him.”

Down in the hallway of the tene-
ment house, police photographers
had completed shooting pictures of
the body and the hallway, and Dep-
uty Medical Examiner Martin was
making his preliminary examination
of the body. Captain Colgan was
with him.

“Death was due to strangulation,”
he said, “but the girl was badly
beaten first. The blood on the wails
came from this beating. It’s an ob-
vious case of criminal attack.”

“Get the body to the morgue,”
Captain Colgan instructed. ‘‘We’ll
have the technicians go over the
hallway.”

The body of pretty Rose Palermo
was laid on a stretcher and taken
to the ambulance. Medical Examiner
Martin followed the ambulance in
his car to perform a rapid post-
mortem.

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The floor was dusted with a powder
that brings out footrrints. Around
the door there was only a mass of
prints, mostly of the childre. of the
neighborhood, who had ventured in
the house. But baca« in the hallway
beyond the blood-stained h \nstrade,
outlines of two sets of prih

“These could be the prints of the
killers,” Detective George Flamarro,
in charge of the technicians, said to
Captain Colgan. ‘The presence of
blood shows they were made while
the girl was bleeding and before the
blood dried.”

“There could have been two
killers,’ Captain Colgan suggested.
“That is, if these prints are those
of the murderers.”

Detective Flamarro walked out on
the sidewalk, while his assistants
started scraping up samples of dust
from where the body of Rose
Palermo had lain. Tiny particles of
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of different liquids, can often prove
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Outside, a cordon had been thrown
around the house, keeping the crowd
back. Captain Colgan followed De-
tective Flamarro out. The two
walked to the curb.

Captain Colgan reached down and
picked up a green suede dancing
slipper. It was new, with the gleam-
ing varnish still on the soles.

“This is a third shoe,” the Cap-
tain exclaimed. “It wasn’t worn by
the murdered girl because her two
wedgies were found near the door.”

Detective Flamarro looked at the
green pump, gave a low whistle.
“There might,” he suggested, “have
been a woman involved in this mur-
der.”

“Women wear

green dancing

. pumps,” Colgan agreed. “And pumps

come off pretty easily.”

While Captain Colgan and Detec-
tive Flamarro stood staring at the
new green dancing pump, trying to
figure out the implications the new
clue could offer, Detective Sullivan
and a corps of detectives were going
through the different tenement
houses questioning the residents.

Mrs. Rose Sallarulo told Detective
Sullivan about hearing the screams
the night before and running down
to the street.

“It was exactly two-thirty when I
ran out of my apartment,” she ex-
plained. “I know because I looked at
the clock. But when I got to the
street, I didn’t see anybody or hear
any more screams.”

“You saw nobody running away?”
Detective Sullivan asked.

“It was dark and a man could
have run away and I wouldn’t have
seen him,” Mrs. Sallarulo answered.
“I didn’t know exactly where the
screams came from. I heard them
in my room and they just seemed to
come out of the night.”

None of the other occupants of the
tenement houses on that block heard
anything or saw anybody on the
streets. “ ;

Detectives Ward and Tiernan had
come downstairs and were talking
to Captain Colgan, giving him the
details of their conversation with
the mother of the murdered girl.

“The girl’s escort last night called
while I was there,” Detective Ward
explained. “I got his name and
address. He is a sailor. He promised
to come right over, but to make sure
I phoned a pick-up order into Head-
quarters.”

A taxi had driven up to the police
cordon. Two patrolmen had stopped
it. A young sailor: got out, was
arguing with the patrolmen. One of

them shouted to Captain Colgan:
“Here’s a chap who says he was
with the girl last night and you
want to talk to him.”

“We sure do,” Captain Colgan
shouted back. “Let him through the
line.”

The young sailor, not much more
than nineteen, came toward Captain
Colgan and the two detectives.

“IT am Herman Durr,” he said. “I :

was just talking to a detective on
the phone. He told me about Rose
being killed and I came right out.”

“We'll go to the Liberty Avenue
Station House,” Captain Colgan sug-
gested to him. “We can have a bet-
ter chance to talk there.”

At the precinct station house,
Herman Durr sat in the detectives’
room, surrounded by Captain Col-
gan, Detectives Ward and Tiernan,
and Assistant District Attorney
Louis Andreozzi, who had been as-
signed to the case by Assistant Dis-
trict Attorney Joe Hoey, in charge
of criminal investigation for the
District Attorney’s office.

“Tt had a date with Rose last
night,” Durr explained. ‘I have had
several dates with her. I met her
last night at the store where she
works until about nine o’clock. My
brother and his girl were with me.
We went to the Dime Dance Hall
in South Brooklyn and danced until
around midnight. Then we started
home. My brother had his car. He
and his girl were with us and also
Wallace Bell, another sailor. We
drove to a restaurant at Ninth Street
and Fourth Avenue, Brooklyn, where
we had something to eat.”

“Did anything happen at the
dance hall?” Captain Colgan asked.
“That is, did Rose have any trouble
with any man or did any man follow
you folks out?”

“No, nothing like that,” Durr re-
plied. “We all had a lot of fun and
Rose was in excellent spirits. I sup-
pose we spent an hour or so in the
restaurant. I can’t give you the ex-
act time we left as I wasn’t paying
any attention to the time. When we

got to my brother’s car, one of the-

tires was flat. Rose said she couldn’t
wait until it was fixed as it was al-
ready late and she wanted to get
home.” .

“Did she leave you there?” As-
sistant District Attorney Andreozzi
asked.

“We planned to drive her home,”
Durr continued. “We told her the
tire would be all right in a few min-
utes. But she said it was so late that
she couldn’t wait. I walked with her

to the Eighth Avenue Elevated.

across the street and she got on
that and started for home.”

“And that is the last you saw,
her?” Captain Colgan asked.

“I never saw her again,” Durr
said. “I promised to call her this
morning, which I did. Frankly, I
don’t know what happened after she
got on the elevated.”

Durr was not held, but he was
asked to remain at the Liberty Ave-
nue Station House until his story
could be checked. His brother, the
girl with him, and Bell, the third
sailor, were questioned by detectives
who rushed in police cars to dif-
ferent parts of New York City. The
proprietor of the restaurant at
Ninth Street and Fourth Avenue
was questioned. He remembered
Durr and his party and recalled
that a tire was flat on their car.

Detectives Ward and Tiernan had
returned to Louis Place where De-
tective Sullivan and his men were
still questioning the residents of
the tenement houses.

Mrs. Frank Munilco told him, “I
think I know who attacked Rose
Palermo. For the last week a pasty-
faced man has loafed around the
door of that vacant tenement house.
Three nights ago he accosted me.
When I went by, he said, “Hello,
babe, want to come over here?” I
started to run and he laughed and
I didn’t see him again. But other
girls have been accosted by him.”

“What did he look like?” Detec-
tive Sullivan questioned.

“He was rather tall, thin-faced,
with pasty complexion. I got the
feeling that his face had make-up
on it.” _

“Was he young or old?” Detec-
tive Sullivan questioned.

“I’d say he is in his thirties, but
there are other women and girls
around here who have seen him.
They might give you an even better
description.”

The news of the murder of Rose
Palermo had reached the afternoon
editions of the New York papers and
the story was given a big play. Po-
lice Commissioner Wallander and
Inspector John Ryan drove over to
Brooklyn to assist in the investiga-
tion. When the Commissioner ar-
rived, every available detective was
being used to question the women
and girls of the neighborhood to get
a better description of the pasty-
faced man.

The Commissioner, a veteran de-
tective, got into action himself, and
it was he who questioned Mrs. Vir-
ginia Mischo, 24 and pretty, and
anxious to tell her story.

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about eight o’clock,’”’ she told the
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“Did he have a pasty complex-
ion?” the Commissioner asked.

“Tll say he did,’ Mrs. Mischo
answered. ‘He was weird-looking.
Rather heavy build. Protruding eyes
and brown hair brushed straight
back.”

“What kind of clothes’ was he
wearing?”

“Gray trousers, a blue Navy-type
blouse, and an army jacket. He was
carrying something I'll swear was
a face make-up kit. I know some-
thing about them. It was the ‘Red
Taffeta’ type.”

A five-state alarm was sent out
asking that the Brooklyn Police be
notified if any sex degenerate was
picked up answering the description
of this man. '

Three days passed and the search

“ spread to all parts of the United

States. A hundred detectives in
Greater New York combed every
section of the city. Records of sex
degenerates were scanned to find
some trace of this strange creature.

One by one the clues, which at
first had appeared important, faded
out of the picture. Two strands of
blonde hair found near the body,
believed to have been left there by
the killer, proved to have come from
the head of the murdered girl.

A bloodstained stone, tabbed by
Detective Flamarro and his tech-
nicians as a possible murder weapon,
failed to live up to that type. Ex-
amination showed plenty of blood
on the top but no hair or human
flesh. Detective Flamarro’s final re-
port on it stated that the stone un-
doubtedly was lying in the hallway
but was not touched by the killers.

It was the same story with the
door-knob found near the body and
also covered with blood. As there
was no blood on the bottom of it,
it apparently had been yanked off
the door days before and was lying
on the floor where blood splashed
over it:

The third shoe, which both Cap-
tain Colgan and Detective Flamarro
believed important, was discovered
to be a new shoe, never worn by
anybody, and the only solution to
the mystery of how it got there was
that some woman had dropped it
that night or the afternoon before
the murder.

Detective Flamarro and his men
spent hours in the hallway. Dust
was gathered and subjected to tests,
but none proved to be of any value.
The walls and the balustrade of the
old stairway were covered with

smudged prints. So was the door and
the wall. Most of them proved to be
prints of children and no set could
be classed as the killers’.

Yet the painstaking work of De-
tective Flamarro and his men pro-
duced two important facts. The
murder had been committed by two
men. One wore a size ten shoe and
the other a size seven and a half.
The powder sprinkled on the. floor
showed that one man had gone into
the hallway first and then had
walked out. The second man had
entered and spent some time, which
was determined by the number of
his prints near the murdered girl,
and then had left. Since the prints
covered each other, it was deduced
that the men had gone into the hall-
way separately.

The autopsy gave Captain Colgan
and his men the only slim clue of
all the investigation. Deputy Med-
ical Examiner Martin reported that
Rose Palermo had died of strangu-
lation. There had been one blow to
the neck, a vicious side punch, called
a rabbit punch, which had ap-
parently partially knocked her un-
conscious and had allowed the killers
to drag her into the building be-
fore she started screaming. There
were also blows on her head, given
while she was in the hallway be-
cause of the amount of blood found
there.

The scratches and bruises on her
body, caused when she was dragged
inside the hallway, had bled pro-
fusely, proving that she was alive
at that time. The autopsy showed
that she had been criminally at-
tacked several times.

“A rabbit punch is the only clue
we get from all these reports,” Cap-
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livan and Ward. “And it must have
been a powerful punch to knock the
girl unconscious on the street. Too
powerful for a sex degenerate who
paints his face and tries to pick up
girls by talking to them.”

“The attackers of Rose Palermo,”
Detective Sullivan added, “hit her
from behind and she never saw her
attackers until she regained con-
sciousness in that hallway.”

“We'll have to find a man or men
who attack with a rabbit punch,”
Captain Colgan replied, “and I’m
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Brooklyn where Rose Palermo went
with Durr and his friend. He took
Detectives Ward and Sullivan with
him when he visited this place.

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were released when they provided

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description of the attackers as gath-
ered from the footprints.

Every angle of Rose Palermo’s
life was investigated. Two men
friends in Queens came in for some
severe questioning when it was
learned by Detective Sullivan that
they had made passes at Rose at
the dance hall the week before.

But like the other suspects, they
were quickly eliminated when it was
learned they weren’t in Brooklyn
the night of the murder. Herman
Durr, the murdered girl’s escort,
was grilled and his background
checked carefully. The friends with
him were also questioned.

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Colgan and his three ace detectives
had to work on was the fact that
the killer had used a rabbit punch.
Records of arrests of sex degen-
erates were checked daily. The de-
tectives went to the different bor-
oughs to investigate every sex case.
Detective Ward remained in the
vicinity of the Rose Palermo home,
spending his nights in the faint hope
that the killers would appear.

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for the detectives, something like
finding the proverbial needle in the
haystack. In a city of seven million
persons two killers were loose. They
had struck with diabolical fury and
savagery, leaving behind no definite
clue.

And what made it even grimmer
was the fact known by Captain
Colgan and his detectives that a
shadow of death hung over the
streets of Brooklyn and any night
the killers would strike again and
another girl would die as Rose
Palermo had.

The night of February 17th was
cold and dark and a gray mist hung
over the neighborhood of Atlantic
Avenue and Louis Place. It was mid-
night and the streets were deserted.
The vacant house where pretty Rose
Palermo had met her brutal death
still stood like a ghostly sentinel
in the night—a mute reminder of
the hideous death that lurked in
that darkness.

In the dark shadows of Atlantic
Avenue, forms moved slowly and
stealthily, and through the streets
police cars cruised noiselessly. And
over it all hung a feeling of tense-
ness—of a tragedy that might break
any minute.

Helen Francey, 23-years-old,
pretty and slender, got off the
Eighth Avenue Elevated and walked

hurriedly toward her home at 1809
Atlantic Avenue. She was nervous
and badly frightened. The memory
of the murder of Rose Palermo was
still fresh in her mind. She worked
late each night in downtown Brook-
lyn, and she had no choice but to
make those several blocks in the
darkness each night.

She couldn’t see the vacant ghost
house where Rose had met her
tragic end, but she knew it was there
and she was thinking a lot about it
as she increased her gait and was
nearing the tenement house where
she lived with her mother.

Somewhere in the darkness ahead
of her, in an old doorway, a shadow
moved. It was nothing more than a
shifting of the misty darkness and
Helen didn’t see it. She didn’t see

the tall, powerfully built man as he -

came out of the shadows and stood
against the side of a building wait-
ing for her.

She got near him and then along-
side him and didn’t know he was
standing there. His right arm shot
out, the fist coming up in a vicious
rabbit punch. The fist collided with
her neck, but in that split second
she had seen and heard his move-
ment and her head jerked back and
the rabbit punch glanced off her
neck. ;

She screamed—a wild, piercing
cry that penetrated the silence of
the night like the sharp crackle of
a machine gun. Again and again
she. screamed. Residents of the
block, still jittery from the memory
of Rose Palermo’s scream most of
them hadn’t heard, leaped out of bed
and ran down on the street and in
a flash that block of Atlantic Ave-
nue was filled with angry men and
women.

The tall ,and powerful man, who
had appeared so suddenly out of the

‘night, turned and raced down the

sidewalk. Two police cars roared in
his direction, their sirens shrieking.
Three plainclothes men darted out
of doorways and-.took up the chase.
Detective Ward, who was in one of
the cruising patrol cars, leaped from
the moving car, landed on the street
not ten feet from the fleeing man.
He got halfway to his feet, saw the
fleeing form passing him, and then
Ward made a flying leap, with every
ounce of his strength propelling his
flying body.

His shoulders crashed into the
legs of the man. The two went down

-—a. snarling, vicious mass of human,

flesh. A rabbit punch got Ward on
the side of the head. His: senses
reeled and for a split second every-
thing started to get ebony black

-around him. A second rabbit. punch

got him on the top of the head, but
he had strength enough to roll his
head and the blow brought his sense
back. «

The man was on top of him. Ward
twisted, brought his right up in a
short, jabbing punch that landed his
fist in the pit of the man’s stomach.
The old-fashioned solar plexus punch
caused the man to roar in pain.
Ward heaved his shoulders up and
the man fell to the sidewalk, still
bellowing and holding his stomach.

Two police cars came to a skid-
ding stop near the curb. Detectives
leaped on the man; two plainclothes
men landed on top of them, unable
-to check their headlong race to get
to Ward and the struggling man.

Handcuffs snapped. The man was
yanked to his feet. He was over six
feet tall, built like a panther, and
he glared at the officers with green
eyes that looked like a cat’s in the
night.

Helen Francey was still scream-
ing. Women had gathered around

cher. A group of men charged the’

man and the detectives, yelling their
anger. Detective Ward managed to
stop the charge and in the next few
seconds the man was in a police car,
which was racing away from the
enraged crowd.

In the Liberty Avenue Station
House, the man faced Captain Col-
gan, Assistant District Attorneys
Joe Hoey and Andreozzi, and Detec-
tive Ward.

“J don’t know anything about
what made that girl scream,” the
man blurted out angrily. “I’m just
a working man. Them dames get
hysterical whenever they see a man
in rough clothes.”

Captain Colgan looked at the
man’s clothes. He was wearing a
pair of gray pants, old and dirty, a
discarded Army mackinaw, and a
slouch hat. His face was full,
sensual, ‘and brutal. His eyes were
small, like cat’s eyes. -

“What’s your name?” Hoey asked.

“Arthur Johnson.”

“Where do you live?”

“2026 Fulton Street and I’m 21
years old and I’m a laborer, which
means I won’t get a break because
I ain’t got money.” .-

“Why did you hit that girl with
that rabbit punch?”

Johnson gave a sneering laugh.

- “Think I hit her? Okay, buddy, go
ahead and prove it. Nobody saw me
hit her.”

“You’ve got all the answers,
haven’t you?” Hoey answered.

“I know my rights as a citizen.
I’m a Communist and I know you
are after the poor to make goats out
of them. I know my legal rights. The

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posse of 200 ended in the capture

of Manuel Jacinto, 45, handyman

of Highland Falls, N. Y., who ran amuck
with a shotgun, killed his former em-
ployer, Vincent J. Monte, fuel dealer, and
the latter’s secretary, Mrs. Doris Croyle.
The double murder was the climax of a
feud which started over an $8 canoe be-
longing to Monte’s son. Jacinto claimed
it and in a rage sank it in the river. He
was brought up on charges of disorderly
conduct, found guilty and given six
months, the sentence suspended on con-

A SEVEN-HOUR manhunt by a

‘dition that he leave Highland Falls.

At the office Mrs. Croyle continued to
get threatening phone calls, however. At
last Jacinto’s morbid rage boiled over.
Stealing back to town one morning al-
most a month after the incident he
crouched among the weeds in a field be-
tween the high school and Monte’s coal
yard, clutching his shotgun. When Mrs.
Croyle came along on her way’ to work
she spied Jacinto, screamed and ran back.
When she tripped and fell he stood over
her and as she begged for her life he
placed the muzzle of the gun against her
breast and pulled the trigger.

Vincent Monte, hearing the shot, ran
out of his office. Jacinto crept around the
school building, approached Monte from
behind and nearly decapitated him with a
blast to the back of the neck.

Hours later the fugitive’ was finally
trapped by Edward Carrus, alert cab
driver, who recalled that Jacinto had lived
in,a small hotel and might be hiding in
one of the empty cabins behind it. He
led possemen to the spot, surrounded the
cabin and found the killer, unarmed. He
surrendered without a struggle. Jacinto
claimed he threw his lethal shotgun into
the Hudson during his flight.

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his own car, a Grant, and began tinkering
with the motor. The garage owner came
out to watch.

“They’re not putting the stuff into cars
the way they used to do,” DeMartini re-
marked, tightening a nut. “You know,
those old-time big cars like the Stutz and
Fiat would stand up under anything. By
the way, do you still have that old car you
used to have?” (Notice that he did not ask
him if he still had his Fiat but called it “that
old car.”)

By this time the garageman was actively
helping DeMartini adjust his carburetor.
“No,” he replied, “the car’s gone.”

DeMartini returned to the topic of the
“good old big cars,” recalling records they
had established in various road tests and
how everybody who drove them liked them.
“Say, remember the boy who used to drive
yours, Frank—uh—Frank,” he paused and
snapped his fingers as if he had forgotten
the other man’s name.

“You mean Frank Ferraro,” the other
supplied.

“Yes, that’s him, nice boy,” DeMartini an-
swered and shifted the conversation to a
discussion of spark plugs. He remained
there for another half hour discussing a
wide variéty, of topics without again men-
tioning the name of the chauffeur. When
he felt that his brief questioning about the
driver had become sufficiently obscured
under the mass of other subjects discussed,
he left.

@ HE NOW had the name of another Frank
who drove a Fiat. The garageman had
supplied it so casually, under conditions
created by DeMartini, that he probably did
not realize he had done so. The detective
knew he would be able to carry on his in-
vestigation without word getting back to
Frank Ferraro that police were inquiring
about him. The chauffeur’s picture was on
file at the Motor Vehicle office. DeMartini
obtained a copy of it and interviewed eye-
witnesses. They identified the photo as
that of the driver of the death car. Another
man was located who said he had been
present in a Harlem café when he over-
heard a group of men discussing plans to
kill Baff, He, too, identified Ferraro’s photo,
Ferraro was arrested, confessed and named
his accomplices. The killers had been hired
by a group of Baff’s rivals who wanted to
take over his business. Ferraro had used
the Fiat belonging to the garage owner.

DeMartini does not stop when a witness
makes an identification. He keeps ques-
tloning him until he learns exactly why
the identification was made. In this way
he prevents witnesses from later retracting
their statements.

A very striking example occurred in
the case of the murder of a lieutenant of a
powerful Tammany Hall district leader.
The man was slain on the street. Another
man was arrested blocks away from the
scene, after a pedestrian ran up to a police-
man and told him he had seen this man
shoot somebody. While the officer was mak-
ing the arrest, the pedestrian disappeared.
No weapon was found on the suspect and
there seemed to be no tieup between the
slain man and the suspect, who had no part
in politics. If he was a hired killer he was
keeping mum.

DeMartini worked on the case, combing
the neighborhood where the shooting had
occurred, looking for the death weapon, In
a saloon not far from the scene he learned
that an old overcoat had been found dis-
carded in the washroom. There were
powder burns and a jagged hole in one
of the pockets, indicating that it had been
worn by the killer who had thrown it away
after the murder. Witnesses said the killer
had worn an overcoat.
overcoat when picked up. The abandoned
cout was tried on him, It did not fit and

The suspect had no’

the suspect denied ever having seen it be-
fore. But DeMartini observed that the
suspect was shabbily dressed and might be
the type to wear an ill-fitting, hand-me-
down garment.

If he could link the coat to the suspect,
he had the killer. He went to the man's
home and spoke to his sister. Without re-
vealing why her brother was being held, he
produced the coat and said that her brother
had been arrested. Te did not ask her if
it was her brother's coat. Here is how he
obtained his information.

“Since your brother has no need for his
coat right now, he asked me to bring it
home,” he told the sister, “I think if you
pack up some clean underwear, shirts and
socks for him, he would like it,” the detec-
tive offered.

The sister, thanking the sleuth for his
interest, packed up the articles. Just as he
was about to leave, DeMartini turned to his
partner. “You know, I think we brought
the wrong coat,” he remarked.

“Oh, no, it isn’t,” the sister replied.

“Yes, there were two of them there and
I think I picked up the wrong one,” the de-
tective said.

“I’m sure it’s my brother’s coat,” the sis-
ter insisted. She was eager now to prove
that the coat belonged to her brother. She
opened the garment and pointed to the lin-
ing. “See that patch there, I sewed it my-
self. Notice the thread doesn’t match. It’s
a specially strong thread. I have the spool
right here.”

DeMartini palmed a sample of the thread.
Literally, it was the thread of doom for
the brother. The sister was unable to
deny the identification later in court.

Between 1905 when he was appointed to
the force and 1912 when the Central Office
system was abolished, DeMartini worked
on approximately thirty murders. For a
time Inspector McCafferty had created a
Homicide Squad, headed by Detective Ser-
geant Arthur Carey, on which DeMartini
served, but the squad had no separate
quarters and members worked on any kind
of case that was reported to the Detective
Bureau. This Homicide Squad was short-
lived.

M BUT AFTER the sleuth went to Harlem

he soon lost count of the number of mur-
der cases he handled. On occasions he in-
vestigated two or more in one day. As his
reputation spread in the department he
found himself being assigned to cases com-
pletely out of his territory. One of the
strangest cases he handled was locating
two deaf mutes suspeeted of murder by
Connecticut police. ‘The Police Commis-
sioner assigned DeMartini to work on the
cases. Out-of-town police weren’t certain
as to who committed the murder but heard
that the men they suspected had gone to
New York.

First DeMartini learned how to use the
sign language and then visited places fre-
quented by mutes. He finally located the
men and after conversing with them in
sign language, obtained a confession from
them.

Although feared by the underworld, De-
Martini nevertheless was highly respected.
Crooks knew that he could not be bribed
and that he was fair. He never arrested
them on a “bum” rap and when he did take
them into custody, they knew he had them
right. Prisoners never raised the cry in
court that the confession obtained from
them by DeMartini had been by force.
Like McCafferty, the sleuth never struck a
prisoner to obtain a confession.

One man did write to the Commissioner
that DeMartini was trying to frame him.
Mrs. Austin Nichols, the wife of a wealthy
grocery distributor, was found dead on the
living-room floor of her home. Her weak
heart had given way when she struggled
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“The cops,” the other replied. “My
brother just filed his application. He says
you have to be in perfect physical con-
dition to pass the examination.”

The young pitcher shrugged. “Sure, I
could pass it,’ he remarked, and went
back to his thoughts, The newspapers
for several days had been carrying
feature articles on the impending physi-
cal examination which would make use
of scientific apparatus in selecting men
for the Police Department. But De-
Martini had paid scant attention to the
stories. He wasn’t interested in joining
the force. As a promising twirler he had
received offers from several minor league
clubs but this was the year 1903 and since
ball players then were not receiving high

t salaries, he had backed away from sign-
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seemed assured. At the age of twenty-

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EDWARD

ELIX DEMARTINI chewed reflectively on a blade of grass as he
stared across the diamond. He was reviewing mentally the batting
weakness of each of the various players he would pitch against in

an important East Side semi-pro game the following day. One of his
teammates glanced appreciatively at the husky, broad-shouldered youth
sprawled in the grass and broke in on his thoughts.

“Say, Felix, I bet you could pass the test,” he observed.

DeMartini glanced up. “What test?”

ship in wood carving. To further himself
he was attending Cooper Union at nights
studying art.

But the chance remark had raised a
lively discussion among his teammates.
Some who knew that he usually walked
off the field at the end of nine innings still
fresh and fit, agreed that he would have
no trouble passing any rigid physical
examination. Others contended that it
was a matter of attending school and
learning the tricks of weight lifting and
gymnastics in order to pass the scientific
exam. DeMartini put an end to the
argument. He agreed to take the test
without special preparation.

Several months later he breezed
through the physical without any trouble
and emerged from the written examina-
tion high up on the first third of the lict.
That settled the discussion and De-
Martini forgot about it.

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Two years later he had occasion to
recall the strange quirk of fate that made
him accept the challenge to take the test.
The machine age had caught up with the
wood carving industry. Elaborate hand
carved pieces of furniture were disap-
pearing from the market to be replaced
by simpler factory made suites. DeMar-
tini saw the handwriting on the wall and
when he received a notice from the Civil
Service Commission offering him ap-
pointment as a probationary officer he
decided to investigate the possibilities.

Crime was page one news in New
York and the heroes were the first grade
detectives—the Detective Sergeants—at-
tached to the Central Office at old Police
Headquarters on Mulberry Street. Each
reporter had his favorite and played up
the exploits of his man in solving diffi-
cult cases. On occasions the reporters
allowed fancy to run ahead of fact, but
the men they were writing about, Mc-

- Cafferty, Carey, Petrosini, Ilich, Bonnoil,

among others, were colorful personalities
who were highly respected, not only by
the public but by the rest of the men in
the department. DeMartini decided to
accept the appointment. He made up his
mind then that some day he would be-
come a Central Office Detective.

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“Were you here when the people down-
stairs moved away?”

“I was outside playing.”

“Know where they moved?”

“No.”

“Remember the moving truck?”

“It was just a truck.”

“Small or large?”

“Pretty big.”

“Have any name on ba

“I guess so, but I didn’t pay any atten-
tion.”

“What color was it?”

“Yellow.”

“Anything broken on the truck or any-
thing unusual about the wheels?”

Once more the boy replied in the nega-
tive. Several times DeMartini patiently
went over the same ground, rephrasing
his questions, trying to prod the boy’s

memory. He knew people see more than
they realize and the information can be
drawn from them once the right key is used.
But nothing helped. He had hit what
seemed to a blind alley.

Still DeMartini persisted. In his mind he
was visualizing moving trucks, seeking for
some feature that might provide the key.
Suddenly he had it. At that time, most
moving men then went in for distinctive
trade marks on the side of their trucks.
He resumed his questioning, this time using
a positive approach.

“Moving trucks have fancy pictures

painted on the side. You know, like a man
holding up the world. What kind of a pic-
ture was on the side of this truck?”

The boy’s answer came promptly. “It
was an eagle. A big one with the wings
spread ’way out.”

Million-Dollar Figure
Skater

There was a look of childlike wonder in
the innocent eyes of the prisoner as he
faced Magistrate Leonard MeGee in Felony
Court. Francis Marien was his name. He
was round-shouldered and had_ white,
fragile hands. The elbows of his serge coat
and the seat of his trousers shone with wear,
A curious feature was the shape of his head.
There was a bulge above his brow that was
a phrenological Mount Wilson. Assistant
District Attorney Stanley H. Fuld charged
him with forgery and he was held without
bail for falsifying the pooks of the Inter-
state Hosiery Mills, Inc., to the staggering
amount of $1,800,000!

To what purpose Marien had done this
was a puzzle to the court. Three years of
the most complicated sort of jugglery
hadn’t profited the little accountant a
dime! Yet it had caused the Curb Exchange
and the Amsterdam Stock Exchange to sus-
pend trading in the stock of the Interstate
Hosiery Mills, Inc., until the affair was set
straight. Actually, the financial ‘status of
the firm was unaffected.

“What was the big idea?” the Assistant
D. A. prodded him.

The prisoner shrugged helplessly and
looked amiably from the prosecutor to the
Judge. “Fantastic, isn’t it?” he said.

“Go on,” said the Judge.

“Well,” Marien began, “T’ve been figuring
with figures all my life. I am now forty-
five. Accuracy is a terrific thing. It gets
you. I got the fantastic notion in my head
that I wanted to see those figures all at
sixes and sevens. Just for the fun of it. And
I got a kick out of it, too! I suppose it’s a
sort of mental aberration.”

It was pointed out to him that his ‘“aber-
ration” had cost a couple of million dollars.

“Only on paper,” Marien protested. “I
didn’t embezzle the company out of any
money.”

He hadn’t, it was true. But it caused
havoc in the affairs of the company. In the
first place, the State of New York had been
paid a huge tax on profits which were non-
existent. Secondly, because of the unprece-
dented income during three years as against
that of any previous period, a large bonus
had been voted to each of the company’s
officers! These sums would have to be

returned, if it could ever be determined
how much.

“Somebody will have to take the rap,”
said one of the complainants who was
present. “How are we ever going to make
sense out of those figures? What’s got to be

paid back, and to whom? Oh, lord!” he
groaned.

Marien offered a proposal, “Let me go,”
he suggested. “I'd be much more of a help
to my firm if I were free. I know those
figures as if they were pets. I won’t in the
lenst mind getting them back to order.”

“How long would It take you?” the Judge
inquired.

“Roughly, about a year.”

The Assistant D. A. looked keenly at the
man, and he pointed out to the Judge that
if Marien were crazy, it was like a fox.
Somehow, three checks had turned up for
which he held Marien to account. They
were forgeries totaling $1,200. This was

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apart from the fancy figure-skating Marien
had been doing over the books of the Inter-
state Hosiery Mills. Another interesting
sidelight on the character of the prisoner
was the fact of a penitentiary term he had
served in 1924 for a forgery that had
profited him $16,000!

There was a curious history in that con-
nection. Interceding for Marien at that
time was Anne Morgan, daughter of J. P.
Morgan, the world famous financier, who
happened to be serving with a charitable
commission of which a brother-in-law of
Marien was secretary. But the little ac-
countant had not escaped conviction.

His strange explanation in the present
case occasioned a mental test at the request
of the District Attorney’s office.’ In this,
Marien failed in a way that was disastrous
for him. He was found mentally capable of
pleading guilty to attempted forgery in the
third degree and was sentenced to 234-5
years in Sing Sing.

——Davin REDSTONE.

The extra half hour of questioning had

paid handsome dividends. It might have
taken days or weeks to make a canvass of
all movers in the city and outlying sections,
but with the slight clue DeMartini was able
to gain his objective. The sixth mover he
contacted was the right one and DeMartini
arrested Sanzoni as he was preparing to flee
the country. Brown and White now ad-
mitted they saw him kill Panetti. Sanzoni
not only confessed killing Panetti and Can-
della but later gave information enabling
police to clean up six other unsolved mur-
ders. He refused, however, to admit any
knowledge of the murder of his mother-in-
law. The Governor later commuted his
death sentence to life imprisonment.

In this case, DeMartini had obtained in-
formation from waiters, owners and patrons
of coffee houses by masking what he was
seeking. The boy was a ready and willing
witness but didn’t realize he possessed
vital information until it was brought to
the surface under the patient probing of
DeMartini.

But let us look at a case where the person
being questioned cannot be allowed to sus-
pect that he is being questioned or even
nin an inkling that an investigation is un-
der way, since it Is likely that elther he is
involved or that he might have guilty
knowledge.

Barnett Baff, one of the largest poultry
dealers In New York, was walking with his

fe near his downtown West Side market
one afternoon when a gunman stepped out
of a car, fired two shots at him and killed
him. The murder created a sensation since
it was apparently the work of professional
gunmen, and hired killers were not common
then. The investigation went on for months.
One rumor had it that Baff was killed by a
member of the Hudson Dusters mob, an-
other that the killer had been brought in
from Hoboken. Since the slaying occurred
out of his district, DeMartini had no part in
the case.

From eye witnesses police learned that
the getaway car was a Fiat. The killer had
at least one accomplice. After firing the
two shots he jumped back into the car
shouting to the driver, “Step on it, Frank.”
The machine had been observed speeding
uptown. Finally, officers working on the
case began to suspect a certain Harlem
resident who drove a Fiat and whose first
name was Frank. Frank was a playboy and
the friend of several gang leaders, includ-
ing the notorious Morella-Terranova chief-
tains.

Since the murder now had possible Har-
lem angles, De Martini began to interest
himself in the case, working on it without
official orders. Discreet questioning, over-
heard rumors and gossip pointed up the
possibility that the killer did come from
Harlem. DeMartini knew the man the police
suspected and was certain that he would not
hire out as a killer. He also knew this man
was proud of his Fiat and would never
Joan it to anyone to drive. DeMartini had to
keep his theories pretty well to himself, as
the officers who were working on the case
were convinced they were on the right
track, particularly as Frank had disap-
peared after the Baff murder.

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owners of Fiats who either lived or garaged
their vehicles in Harlem. Finally he learned
that a man who rented out cars had owned
such a machine as his personal car, al-
though he could not drive. Was this man’s
chauffeur named Frank? He decided to
talk to the man and find out the identity
of his chauffeur and who had access to his
Fiat. Several gangsters kept their cars in
his garage. The sleuth knew that it would
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it required the efforts of several men
to remove the body from the attic.
From this fact, detectives concluded
that the killer either must have been
an exceptionally powerful person or
that several persons had been party
to the shocking crime.

Again neighbors were questioned,
the past history of the case was re-
viewed. Before, it had been a missing-
persons case, now it was homicide.

Of course, Mrs. Angell and Laury,
a World War veteran, were taken to
Headquarters for questioning. Both
said that they had been away from the
house on the afternoon that Mrs.
Ames disappeared. This information
was checked against information they
had given before and found to be the
same.

OLICE then worked on another

theory. It seemed possible that Mrs.
Ames might have been attacked on the
street during the darkness of the storm
on December 14 and then dragged in-
to the Laury home unconscious.

Both the Ames and Laury houses
are removed from the nearest house
across the way by the width of two
streets, as a roadway runs up a ramped
incline, or grade, on the side on which
they are located. A garage at the rear
of No. 1119 Lemoyne Avenue easily
could have afforded cover from that
direction, and a screen of thick bushes
conceals the back yard of the Laury
home from Stedman Street. Thus,
with the aid of the storm’s darkness,
the killer, or Mrs. Ames, could have
moved about unnoticed by neighbors.

The theory that the killer had taken
Mrs. Ames into the Laury home while
Laury and Mrs. Angell were gone in
the afternoon was weakened, however,
when police positively identified the
length of fatal clothes-line taken from
the woman’s neck. It had been cut
from a line in the back yard of the
Laury home. It seemed highly im-
probable, now, that a chance killer
would know about or take such quick
advantage of such a chance weapon
if he had attacked Mrs. Ames on the
street.

Why had Mrs. Ames’ body been
taken into the Laury home? How had
the feat been accomplished, and by
whom? Medical examination revealed
that she had not been attacked by a
sex fiend, and this new information
only added another question for the
detectives to answer: Why had she
been slain?

As if there was not mystery enough,
another startling revelation was made
while the investigation was at fever
heat. This time Sylvia Ames came for-
ward with the information that on the
day after her mother had disappeared,
Mrs. Angell had found an unopened
parcel addressed to Mrs. Ames in
Laury’s home.

The young woman identified the
package as one containing a pair of
pajamas she had bought for her broth-
er as a Christmas gift.

“I had it sent out to the house to
Mother,” she explained, “because I
didn’t want Millard to see me bring-
ing it home.”

What was that package doing in
Laury’s home?

Was it possible that this was the
one clew that would solve the strange
puzzle?

All day police continued their ques-
tioning of Laury and Mrs. Angell,

“I found the package in the kitchen,”
Mrs. Angell insisted. The honest wo-
man was almost in tears and nervous
from the long strain of questioning.

“It wasn’t there when I left the
house,” she continued. “I’m sure of
that. As soon as I found it I called
the daughter and gave it to her. I
don’t know how it got there.”

Meanwhile, police traced the pack-
age. At the store where Miss Ames had
purchased the pajamas detectives
checked a long list of deliveries.

There had been several hundred
made that afternoon, but by eliminat-
ing drivers police finally identified the
man who had delivered the Ames
package as Roland Ladoucer, of No.
203 Seymour Street, Syracuse.

Although it had been six weeks
since that particular package had been
delivered, Ladoucer was positive of
these facts:

Nobody had answered his ring at the
Ames residence, and he had left the
bundle in the care of a woman at No.
120 Stedman Street.

Had Mrs. Ames herself received the
package? If so, why was she in the
Laury home?

The possibilities, instead of helping
to clear up the puzzle, only seemed to
mire it more deeply in confusion and
mystery.

Then another startling fact came to
light.

The driver actually had not seen
the person to whom he had delivered
the package. :

“I came up and rang the bell,” he
said. “There wasn’t any answer. I
noticed that the door was slightly ajar,
and I stepped into the hall and yelled
that I had a package. wi

“A woman in one of the other rooms
called out and said: ‘Just put it there
on a table.’ I put it there and left.”

Who was the woman in Laury’s
house?

Suddenly, as she pondered over
Ladoucer’s remarks, Mrs. Angell re-
membered something. Excitedly she
broke into the questioning.

“There was a couple that lived in
our place for a while,” she said. “A
young fellow and his wife. I wonder
if it could have been her.”

Laury laughed. “Don’t be ridicu-
lous,” he snapped. “The gir] left there
a good two weeks before this hap-
pened.”

The remark interested the detectives.
“Girl? Couple?” they asked. ‘Let’s
hear the rest of it.”

“Oh, it doesn’t amount to much,”

Laury said, looking disgustedly at his

housekeeper. “I don’t see any sense of
dragging them into this.”

“Never mind that,” a detective
snapped. “Just tell us about it.”

“Well, there was a couple that lived
with us for a while,” Laury replied.
“A young fellow by the name of
Franklyn Jenner and Lucy, his wife.
Anyway, one day the girl left and said
she was going back to her home in
Vermont, or some place around that
part of the country. Her husband
stayed around for a while, and then he
left, too, to join her.”

“What were the dates?” Laury was
asked.

The man shrugged his shoulders. “I
don’t remember,” he said. “The girl
left a couple of weeks before this thing
happened—that is, before Mrs. Ames
disappeared. Jenner was around for
about three or four days after it hap-
pened; then he left.”

“Is it possible you might be wrong
on those dates?”

“It’s possible, of course, ‘but I don’t
think so. I think they were both gone
before all this started, but you know
how it is—actual dates slip your
mind.”

“What kind of a fellow is this Jen-
ner?” a detective asked.

“Pretty nice sort of a man,” Laury
said. “He’s big and husky. Used to
be a lumberjack.”

“Anything effeminate about him?”
The detective was thinking about that
woman’s voice.

Laury laughed. “I should say not,”
he retorted. “He’s a good six feet tall,

strong as a bull, and his voice is deep
and gruff. You don’t think he was the
one who spoke to the delivery man, do
you?”

The detective nodded. “Maybe,” he
said.

Again Laury laughed, and Mrs. An-
gell joined him.

“Impossible,” they chorused.

Further questioning of Laury and
Mrs. Angell, however, failed to de-
velop any further information about
Jenner and his wife. Likewise, others
in the neighborhood knew little or
nothing about the young couple.

The Ameses had no acquaintance
with them at all.

Meanwhile, Police Chief William E.
Rapp had assigned his two ace inves-
tigators to the case—Detective Frank
Brazell and Acting Detective Donald
Tracey.

The injection of Jenner and his wife
seemed to complicate the case. Tracey
and Brazell went over the facts again
and decided to call Ladoucer back.

“We just want to ask you one ques-
tion,” Brazell said.

“Are you sure that you heard a
woman’s voice at 120 Stedman that
afternoon?”

The man nodded vigorously.

“Tm positive,” he said. “I’m—”

He stopped talking suddenly. Doubt
was mirrored in his eyes and in the
deep wrinkles that furrowed his fore-
head.

“No, I’m not positive,” he finally
said. “Come to think of it, there was
something funny about that voice—
something that I just can’t describe.”

“You’d surely know if you had heard
a woman’s or a man’s voice there?”
Brazell queried.

“Gosh, you’d think so,” Ladoucer re-
plied. “But I’m all mixed up now. I’m
not sure about anything.”

“That settles it,” Brazell remarked
to Tracey. “I’m going to locate the
Jenners. We’ve got to hear their sto-
ries. We’ll need their help to crack
this case—in fact, we’ll need every-
one’s help.”

But the Jenners had vanished, leav-
ing no traces behind them.

Meanwhile, the detectives decided
that their hunt for Jenner would be
greatly aided by publicity, so they put
a message on the eight-state police
teletype serving New York, Pennsyl-
vania, Massachusetts, Rhode Island,
Connecticut, Delaware, Vermont and
New Hampshire.

NEWSPAPERS likewise were noti-
fied of the search, and the detec-
tives sat back to await results.

The first report to come in sent
Lieutenant Martin Dillon and Sergeant
Howard Spillecy of the State Troopers
and Captain of Detectives William
Metzger of Syracuse on a wild dash to
a lumber camp 150 miles northeast
of Syracuse. ‘

Meanwhile, other tips had come into
the Syracuse Police Department that
Jenner had been seen in Cleveland,
Ohio, Rochester and Buffalo, New
York.

But all of them proved to be duds.

On the third day of the search, Ben-
jamin Morris, of No. 115 Miles Ave-
nue, a Syracuse attorney, notified the
police that Jenner’s wife had been em-
ployed in his home as a maid.

“She came to work for us about De-
cember 7,” he said, “and left suddenly
about the eighteenth of the month.”

Police immediately noticed the con-

flict in time governing the woman’s’

movements.

Laury had been positive that she
had left the city about two weeks be-
fore Mrs. Ames disappeared, while
Morris, whose veracity and reputation
were unquestioned,, seemed equally
certain that she had been in the city

for at least four days after the Sted-
man Avenue woman had vanished.

“We had an ad in the paper for a
maid,” the attorney said. “I think that
some time early on the night of De-
cember 5, Lucy telephoned us in an-
swer to our advertisement. My wife
asked her to come to work for us im-
mediately, but Lucy said that she
couldn’t because she was taking care
of a couple of children where she and
her husband were staying.”

That reference, detectives reasoned,
was probably to the Laury home.

“Well,” the lawyer went on, “she
promised to come the next day but
failed to keep the appointment. Then
she phoned us that night to say that
she had lost her way trying to find our
house, adding that she was not very
familiar with the city.

“She started working for us the next
day, and during the following ten or
fourteen days that she was with us
she never left the house.”

Morris was positive on that point,
and Brazell and Tracey were forced to
eliminate the possibility that the maid
had been in the Laury home on the
day Mrs. Ames disappeared.

Rut what about Jenner, her hus-
band?

The lawyer continued with his sto-
ry. “Lucy said she and her husband
had come to Syracuse a short time
earlier looking for work. She said
their home was either in Vermont or
New Hampshire—I’m not sure which.
The husband, she said, was a wood-
cutter and lumberjack and hadn’t been
able to get work in Syracuse, so she
had earned their room and board by
working.

“About four days before she left us
she said her husband was leaving town
to get work with the CCC. He came up
to the house with a couple of valises
before he left, and my wife saw him.
She said he was a very nice-looking
fellow—and very strong.

“On the eighteenth an old, battered
car with an out-of-town license drove
up to the house and a man got out. He
had come to see Lucy. She said he
was her brother from Vermont and,
after they had talked a bit, she said
she was going to drive downtown with
him,

“They drove off, and that’s the last
we ever saw of her. That night we
discovered that she had taken all of
her clothes.”

Meanwhile, the deliveryman had
been questioned again in an effort to
iron out the sequence of events.

“T got to that house about eleven-
thirty in the morning,” Ladoucer said.
“TI heard something that sounded like
a washing-machine, and called out
that I had a package that was for Mrs.
Ames. A woman’s voice answered me
and said: ‘Leave it where you are and
I'll pick it up.’ I’m sure now that it was
a woman’s voice that I heard.’

The search for Jenner was pressed
with renewed vigor. It seemed pos-
sible, Chief Rapp thought, that he
might hold the key to the shocking
crime. If Jenner had been in the
Laury home on the day of the murder,
he might be able to identify the woman
whose voice had been heard by the
truck-driver. Jenner and the informa-
tion he might add might be the key-
stone of the case.

Requests to pick him up were sent to
a number of police departments
throughout the East, but Chief Rapp
emphasized:

“We are not looking for Franklyn
Jenner any more than we’re looking
for anyone else who knew Mrs. Ames.
If we were looking for him we would
have a circular out for him immedi-
ately. As soon as we can establish for
certain when Jenner left the Laury

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made, also, along Bear Trap Creek
and the barge canal harbor in the be-
lief that Mrs. Ames might have
wandered off and drowned.

Police and relatives communicated
with friends in other cities. Millard
R. Ames, Senior, was located but
he also was unable to give any in-
formation on his estranged wife’s dis-
appearance.

“I haven’t seen her,” he said, “at
least for a year and a half.”

Neighbors were questioned, and it
was learned that Mrs. Ames had been
seen last at 11 am. the day before.
Mrs. Harriet Fuzzard, who lived near
by, said that she had heard Mrs. Ames
on her back porch at that hour.

“I remember hearing her go out
there,” she said, “but I didn’t pay
any special attention. But from that
time on, I never heard a sound from
the Ames house—at least not after one
o'clock, just about the time that storm
hit.”

The storm had impressed itself on
Mrs. Fuzzard’s mind.

“It was awful,” she said. “The dark-
ness just seemed to swoop down. First

‘York State’s fourth largest city. For
the next few days the episode was a
sensation—then it fell into the limbo
of forgotten things. Public interest
waned; finally died.

Only a few persons waited—the po-
lice and close friends of the grieving
young man and his sister. Christmas
—cheerless and lonely for young Mil-
lard and Sylvia—came and passed,
while the Missing Persons Bureau did
its utmost to locate their missing
mother. Soon the Bureau’s work be-
came merely a matter of routine—
there was nothing else to do...

Then, on February 16, came a de-
velopment that startled and horrified
the city.

For several days, a dark stain on
the ceiling of a room in the Laury
home had puzzled Laury and _ his
housekeeper, Mrs. Angell. Nine-year-

The telltale clew to an ugly secret was
this dark-brown stain in the shape of
a body on a ceiling in the Laury home

there was a murky, yellow light and
then it got dark. It snowed pretty
heavily for a few minutes, and you
couldn’t see anything outside at all..
Then, just as suddenly as it/came, the
storm stopped and it was clear again.”

Other neighbors volunteered infor-
mation, including Anthony Laury,
whose home was located at No. 120
Stedman Street, about 50 feet from the
white, substantial-looking Ames dwell-
ing. Laury, of course, had been away
most of the day, but his housekeeper,
Mrs. Emma Angell, and Laury’s two
children, Richard, nine, and Betty,
seven, said they had not seen Mrs.
Ames all of the day before. Mrs. An-
gell, however, said that the family was
away during the afternoon. Neighbors
in the thirteen other houses on Sted-
man Street had seen nothing and the
search turned further afield.

Travel agencies were consulted and
train and bus employes were inter-
viewed.

But Mrs. Ames had vanished.

Not a single clew of any description
was found to give police the faintest
inkling of Mrs. Ames’ fate. It seemed
incredible, but it was true; the woman
simply had disappeared. That fact
brought shudders to hundreds in New

Why was the body of Mrs. Florence Ames,
on the right, found hidden in the attic of the

who lived in the big house
Laury home, extreme left?

old Richard had been the first to no-
tice the spot.

“Look, Daddy,” the child had said.
“There’s a big spot on the wall. It
looks just like the shadow of a giant,
doesn’t it?”

“The roof’s probably leaking,” was
Laury’s more practical comment. “It’s
been thawing some and the water has
seeped down through.”

When on the following day the
shadow had_ grown larger, more
grotesque and darker, Laury decided
to investigate. Climbing into the at-
tic, he threw the beam of a flashlight
against the roof. Bewildered, he shook
his head.

“Tight as a drum,” he remarked.

Abruptly, he caught the pungent
scent of a foreign odor—a heavy,
offensive smell. He played the flash-
light beam suspiciously on a corner.
The overpowering odor appeared to be
coming from a dark bundle back un-
der the eaves. Laury bent more close-
ly toward the corner, and there, out-
lined sharply in the white light, he
saw the chestnut-brown hair of a wo-
man’s head. He hurried downstairs.

UIETLY, so that he would not

frighten the children, he whis-
pered to his housekeeper:

“There’s somebody dead up in the

attic. That’s what the stain is. I’m
going to call the police.”
The woman stifled a horrified

scream as Laury went out to tele-
phone.

The wailing shriek of police sirens
brought a small crowd of curious to
Laury’s home a few minutes later as
officers and detectives poured into the

house.
the body?”

““Where’s
asked.

Laury pointed toward the attic.

“It’s a woman,” he said.

Police, climbing through thé narrow
opening in the ceiling, quickly con-
firmed Laury’s suspicions.

The woman—yes, it was Mrs. Ames
—had met a horrifying; fearful death.
A short length of clothes-line had cut
deeply into her small throat. Death,
for such a frail little creature, must
have come instantaneously.

Because of the close quarters under
the eaves and the weight of the body,

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for everyone concerned in the case.’

And then the police executive was
given another startling bit of informa-
tion: The woman known to Laury as
Lucy was not Jenner’s wife!

A letter, written by the young lum-
berjack after his disappearance from
Stedman Street and addressed _ to
“Lucy Martin,” was brought into
Headquarters.

; I hear your husband was in
town, ” the letter said in part.

APP turned it over to Detective
Brazell with instructions to identify
the woman.

Meanwhile, back at the Laury home,
several other letters were found, and
from them the detective learned that
the woman’s real name was Lucienne
Martin. Further inquiry developed the
fact that she had left her home in West
Canaan, New Hampshire, to roam the
country with the handsome lumber-
jack.

Somewhere, Syracuse officers felt,
Lucy Martin belonged in the compli-
cated mystery. But where?

Meanwhile, Chief Rapp theorized
that Jenner most likely would return
to New Hampshire, where he knew
his way around.

“He apparently hasn’t any money,”
he told his aides. ‘We know that he’s
been all over the state looking for
work, and chances are that he doesn’t
know that we want to see him. My
idea is that he’s somewhere in New
Hampshire.”

Brazell nodded in assent.

“I’m inclined to agree with you,” he
said. “‘That’s the most logical place for
him to go. What are you going to do
about it?”

Rapp was silent for a few moments.

“There’s no sense in sending you up
there,” he mused. “You wouldn’t know
where to look. I’m going to ask the
New Hampshire authorities to get a
few lines out.”

Rapp followed up his decision with
a telephone message to Claude M.
Murray, High Sheriff of Grafton
County, a law officer of 45 years’ ex-
perience.

Rapp was completely frank. “It’s
just a possibility,’ he said, “and we
haven’t anything to go on except that
he’s known around there.” Then Rapp
outlined the details of the crime and
explained his anxiety to find Lucy
Martin and Jenner.
gether,” Rapp added.

“T’ll do what I can,” Grafton re-
plied. “If they’re around here, we’ll
locate them.”

Grafton was as good as his word.
He immediately launched a thorough,
sweeping search for the couple. Law
officers throughout the county were
notified, and a concentrated, unified
search got underway. One of those en-
gaged in the hunt was Chief of Police
Van H. Gardner, of Littleton, New

Hampshire.

The time was late on the afternoon
of February 20 when Gardner received
the message from the High Sheriff; he
immediately canvassed the near-by
farms. All that day and until late at
night, Gardner drove through bitter
cold and deep snow-drifts, arousing
farmers in his hunt for Jenner.

He covered almost 100 miles of
ground the first day, and finally at
midnight temporarily gave up the job
until daylight. After several hours of
rest, the Littleton officer started out
again.

Finally, toward dusk, as the chief
drove by a small farm about 30 miles
from Littleton, just over the state line
in Vermont, Gardner noticed through
the open door of a farm the figure of
a man milking a cow. Gardner knew
practically everybody in the district,
and something about the broad shoul-
ders of the man stamped him as a
stranger and prompted him to stop.
Getting out of his car, he walked into
the barn and tapped the man on the
back.

“Say,” the Chief asked, “your name
doesn’t happen to be Jenner, does it?”

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“Why, yes,” he replied. “That’s my
name. What’s the trouble?”

“Oh, nothing special,” Gardner re-
plied warily. “I’m looking for Lucy
Martin. You don’t know where she is,
do you?”

Jenner nodded.

“In the house;” ‘he said, jerking a
thumb in the direction of a small
building some yards away.

“What do you want to see. her
about?” :

A thought flashed through Gardner’s
mind. Should he tell Jenner the real
reason for his mission? Acting on snap
judgment, he decided that caution was
his best bet.

“It’s nothing very important,” Gard-
ner said, in subterfuge. “I just want to
ask her a few questions.”

Jenner arose from the milking-stool,
his huge, gargantuan figure bulking

through the little office, he pointed a
finger at the man and shouted:

“Why did you do it?”

Completely surprised by the sudden
outburst, Jenner was startled. The
smile disappeared from his face. His
lips straightened’ in a thin, hard line.
“Do, what?” Jenner rumbled.
“Come clean,” Gardner demanded.
“You know what I mean.”

“Why, I haven’t done anything
wrong,” Jenner said serenely.

Something about the man’s manner
warned the Police Chief.

He decided to play a psychological
trick.

Turning to Lucy Martin, he asked:

“Did you know your boy friend here
is a murderer?”

The woman screamed.

“Good Heavens!” The words escaped
involuntarily. She lifted her chin de-

Ruth Ingrum and her attorney, Morris Lavine, discuss the

defense she

planned to use for

killing the man she:

loved. Ruth’s own story may be found on Page 8 of this issue

large over the officer. His frank
smile was friendly.

“A powerful tallow; though,” Gard-
ner thought.

Jenner started for the door. “Come
on,” he said, “I’ll take you into the
house.”

Several minutes later, Jenner and
the Chief confronted Lucy Martin in
the kitchen.

“I’m Chief of Police at Littleton,”
Gardner explained, introducing him-
self. “There’s a little matter I want
to talk to you about.”

The woman paled. Trembling lips
betrayed her emotion.

“T want the two of you to come back
to Littleton with me,’ Gardner went
on. “I can’t talk to you here.”

E Ears woman looked mutely at the tall
form of her lover.

Jenner nodded. “It’s probably about
your husband,” he said. “We might as
well go. We haven’t done anything to
be afraid of.”

Several hours later, Lucy Martin and
Jenner sat impatiently in the Chief’s
office, anxiously waiting for him to be-
gin talking.

Jenner was smiling placidly. Lucy
seemed to be laboring under tre-
mendous excitement. She clasped and
unclasped her fragile-looking fingers
nervously.

The woman’s manner fascinated the
Chief. Then, as his eyes roved over
the powerful form of Jenner, a thought

raced through his mind. ‘Those fists,”
Gardner mused. “They look like
rocks.”

Suddenly, with a roar that boomed

fiantly. “I don’t believe it,” she said,
her voice more calm.

Gardner turned his attention back to
the man. “You’re guilty,” he charged,
“and you know it, and so do I. Why
did you kill Mrs. Ames?”

Quickly the man denied the crime.
But something in his manner belied his
words, and Gardner had become defi-
nitely suspicious now.

Jenner’s forehead was furrowed in
concentration. He rubbed the stubble
on his chin and permitted his body to
sag down in the creaking chair. Chief
Gardner remained silent except for the
constant tattoo of his pencil on his
desk-top. He was marking time; he
knew Jenner was ready to break and
wondered why it had been so easy.
The man, for all his size, was a coward
—only a coward would have slain that
little woman in Syracuse.

Jenner’s chin dropped wearily on his
chest. “I can’t hold out any longer,”
he said. “I thought I could take it, but
I can’t. I can’t keep this thing to my-
self any longer. I might as well tell you
everything and get it over with. But
I don’t want to go to prison for life.
I want the chair—I want to die. Yes,
I did it. I killed her!”

Horrified, Lucy Martin stared amaz-
edly at her lover. Her mouth dropped
open. Then, bursting into: tears, she
sobbed unrestrained and, — her
head in her arms.

“Oh, Frank,”
could you do it?”

Jenner suddenly seemed anxious to
talk.

“T’ll tell you the whole story,” he
said. “Everything.”

she saned, “How

Then he revealed the shocking de-
tails of the brutal crime.

“T was desperate for money,” Jenner
said, “and I heard somebody say Mrs.
Ames usually had a lot around the
house. So I tried to figure out some
way of robbing her. I thought about it
for a week, but nothing seemed right.
. “Then one day I got a break. A de-
liveryman brought a package to the
Laury house for Mrs. Ames and left it.

-I called her up on the phone and told

her the package was over there. She
kind of hesitated, and I told her then
that somebody was over at Laury’s to
see her.

“She came over a few minutes later
and asked where the party was. I
pointed out in the kitchen, and when
she walked out there, I picked up a
chair and let her have it.

“Then I grabbed her by the throat,
gave her a squeeze, and she stopped
breathing.”

Without the flicker of an eyelash,
the man went on with his story, ap-
parently impervious to the horror mir-
rored in Lucy Martin’s eyes as she
stared at him fascinatedly, as if she
was looking at him for the first time.

“TI picked her up,” Jenner said, “and
carted her up to the attic, stuffed her
up through the opening, and then
climbed up myself. I put the body over
in a corner, covered it up with some
old screens and stovepipes, and then
went back downstairs and cleaned up
a little blood.

“After that I went over to her house
and went through it, but all I found
was $2.35.”

ARDNER wheeled around to the
woman.

“Were you in it?” he demanded.

“She didn’t have a thing to do with
it,” Jenner shouted, before the amazed
woman had a chance to reply. ‘“She’s
got nothing to do with it at all. She
didn’t even know about it.”

Mrs. Martin nodded.

“That’s right,” she said, shuddering
as she looked at Jenner. “And if I’d
known he’d killed somebody ... ” Her
shoulders trembled as she failed to
finish the sentence.

“The driver who delivered the pack-
age to the Laury home said he heard
a woman’s voice,’ Gardner remarked.

Anxiously, Jenner hurried to fill the
breach.

“That was me,” he said, and he gave
an imitation of a woman’s voice.

The strange story was at an end,
and jubilantly Gardner notified Syra-
cuse police that Jenner had confessed
and that he was holding both the lum-
berjack and his sweetheart. The fol-
lowing day, Detectives Tracey and
Brazell arrived to return the pair to
Syracuse. Jenner waived extradition
and Mrs. Martin said she would will-
ingly accompany the officers back as a
material witness.

On the long, arduous drive back, the
girl, an attractive young brunet with
a tinge of Southern accent, described
her romance with the husky lumber-
jack.

“T met him at a dance,” she said.
“I wasn’t happy and Frank appealed
to me. Finally we ran away together,
and when he couldn’t get work I did
housework and got enough money for
us to eat on... I never suspected that
he had been mixed up in anything like
that back in Syracuse. Why, it doesn’t
seem possible.”

Back in Syracuse, Jenner was
charged with first-degree murder. He
elaborated on his confession, providing
police with the answers to a number
of minor but puzzling questions.

Then he made an unusual remark:

“I’m telling you all this,” he said,
“on one condition—I don’t want to go
to prison for the rest of my life. I’d
rather go to the electric chair.’

He may get his wish.

Because New York State law does
not permit the court to accept a [ nog
of guilty to first-degree murder, Jen-
ner went on trial late in April, and on
May 1, 1939, he was convicted. The
sentence was mandatory and death in
the electric chair for the big woods-
man was scheduled for July. Auto-
matic appeals probably will delay
execution until the Fall.

JENNER, Frank, wh, elec. NY@ (Onondaga) February 15, 1940.

vue QGIANT SI

YOUNG man stopped at the doorway of his modest’ leaving the home like this before. And Florence Ames had
A home in Syracuse, N. Y., and stomped the snow from been a good mother to her two children. She was always
his shoes. He stepped inside, pulled a muffler from thoughtful of them.
around his neck and yanked his overcoat off as he called out Ever since they were very small she had supported them.
a cheery ‘Hello, Mother!” She didn’t have kay money but she had plenty of courage and
But only a grim and uncomfortable silence greeted him. had been able to get a job and earn their keep single-handed.
That was strange, his mother was always there when he came Years of hard work followed but in those years she educated
\ home. His eyes took in the front room quickly. An ironing her two children and sent them through college.
| board was standing ready for use near the kitchen door, The Two years before, the son and daughter had gotten good jobs.
( electric iron on it was connected. The first thing they demanded of their mother was that she
} The youth crossed the room, pulled the cord of the iron from _ stop working and get some pleasure out of life. They supplied
H the wall socket and then walked into the kitchen. Again he the money that ran the house and their mother, now past 50

called: ‘Mother, where are you?” . and still attractive, gave her time to making a home for her

! Again only the silence answered him. The young mechanical grateful children,

\ engineer shrugged his shoulders, grabbed up the evening paper At 10 o’clock that night the two frightened young persons
and sat down to read. - called the police, Detective Earl Nichols came to the house.

Fifteen minutes later his sister pushed open the front door He made notes of the information the son and daughter gave

and she, too, called out: “Hello, Mother !” him and he assured them that their mother would undoubtedly

“She’s not home,” the young man answered without looking be back that evening.

| up from the paper. “I got here about 15 minutes ago and the There were many reasons, he told them, why their mother

| house was empty. Guess Mother must have gone out.” might leave home for several hours. Missing persons were a

| His sister accepted this explanation but when an hour passed _ routine affair with the police, and in 99 cases out of 100 the

and their mother had not returned, the two children. began to absent person reappeared.

| worry.. The fact that her coat and overshoes were in the Detective Nichols returned to headquarters to -make his

| house added to their concern. ‘report. The son and daughter sat up most of the night. When

It was Dec. 14, 1938, and Syracuse had been almost snow- they discovered their mother’s pocketbook and found it empty

| bound for several days and the storm was still raging. It their fear increased. .

seemed strange that their mother would leave the home without Why would she take her money out of her pocketbook if

putting on her coat and overshoes. she were going out for only a few hours? This question and
Another hour of waiting brought fright to the hearts of a hundred others raced through their minds. They searched

the son and daughter. Neither could remember their mother the house but found nothing that would explain the disappear-

A grim silhouette, this slowly growing stain on a
ceiling became a vital factor in solving the mysteri-
ous disappearance of Mrs, Florence Ames, below,
who had vanished from her Syracuse, N. Y., home.

DARING DETECTIVE, January, 1940

CEILING ON THE SPOT. IT was this

disfigured ceiling which brought the
hidden horror to the. attention of ten-

‘ant, landlord-and police. This photo

was ‘snapped as a-police photo-
grapher made a picture to be used

- @s evidence when the perpetrator of

this dastardly crime was. finally
brought to justice.

SUSPECT. Police sought this former

lumberjack and farmhand in connec-

tion with the disappearance of Mrs.

Florence Amies. This picture ‘was

made as he was being quéstioned
at police headquarters.

and put a chair on top?

It was good advice. Gingerly, Laury climbed on top
of the table, then balanced himself on the chair. Now
his head almost touched the ceiling.

“Maybe it was just a hallucination, he found himself
thinking darkly, but didn’t he detect a strange odor
in the air? é

“Go ahead,” prompted the youngster. ‘What are you
scared of?” :

Laury placed his hands firmly on the trap door above

his head, shoved hard. The hatch went up.

Next, he chinned himself. Now the odor he had de-
tected earlier seemed to engulf him. With his eyes at a
level with the floor, he peered into the darkness of the
attic space.

For a second he could distinguish nothing, not until
his eyes became accustomed to the meagre light which
sifted through the begrimed, solitary window.

Then, to his horror, he thought he detected a strange
bulk in the far corner, just over the spot on the bed-
room ceiling below. ‘

“Get me my searchlight,”’ he directed.

‘ Young Richard responded on the double.
Now he trained the beam at the farthermost corner.

What he saw was a mound covered over with debris.

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‘ia, checked in

“She’s not here.” (This from her brother.)

“Why, where is she? I’m hungry as a wolf-
pack. We had a busy day at the office.”

“She must have stepped out.”

“Fiddlesticks!”’ retorted Sylvia Ames. And
she pointed to a clothes horse. A

The young engineer shot a swift glance in
the direction indicated by his sister. —

To his dumbfounded surprise, there was his
mother’s brown coat, her favorite slouch hat
and her overshoes.. How had he missed seeing
them? Of course, his sister was right. With a
blizzard lashing the countryside, and the snow
piled up in huge drifts along the sidewalks, his
mother would hardly have ventured out in
her housedress. me

Yet there he was saying to his sister, con-
solingly: '

“Pshaw! She’s stepped out to see a neighbor.
Mother’s a hardy soul. She just forgot her
coat and hat. That’s all. Why, I’ll bet she’s
back any minute now.”

Sylvia Ames did not share this optimism.
Picking up the telephone, she began calling up
the neighbors nearest the house at 116 Sted-
man Street, and inquiring if her mother, by
any chance, was there. The story was the
same in all instances;

“No. She isn’t here. Sorry.”

Slowly, fear began to mount in her heart
as she began probing the remote prospects, the
houses where her mother seldom visited.

Finally, when even these were exhausted,
the two held a parley.

The clothes on the hook, the forgotten
electric iron—these, Sylvia .Ames insisted,
were ample reasons for alarm. :

Millard Ames continued to express hope
that she would turn up momentarily.

At EXACTLY ten o’clock, Sylvia Ames got

up from: the chair where she was sitting,
walked over to the dresser and picked up her
mother’s purse which,” somehow, had escaped
notice up to this time. With a sense of inex-
plicable foreboding she opened it. What would
she find?

The purse was empty. Face taut with anx-
iety, she held it bottom side up for her brother
to see.

“All right,” Millard Ames said, stoically.
“We'll call the police.”

In a quarter of an hour, Officer Earl. Nichols,
a veteran of the Syracuse force, answered the.
call.

Sympathetically, but calmly, he heard the
facts. He set them down carefully in his note-
book. of

Mrs, Ames was almost fifty, smallish, young-
looking, and slender, with a winsome face and
a gay manner. She and her husband had been
separated for almost two decades.

Her habits, it developed, were steady, and
she affected no mannerisms. Above all, she
had never before checked out without notice.

Officer Nichols promised that the police
would do what they could—which wasn’t too
much, he admitted.

“The biggest comfort I can give you is to
tell you, if you don’t know it, that ‘missing’
people always manage to turn up—in most.
cases, at least. I could tell you stories all night
about different women (Continued on page 40)

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MORTAL REMAINS. The
body of Mrs. Ames is car-
ried from the death house
in a bag by police officers.
Coroner Ernest J. Gak is in
the right foreground.

CHIEF RAPP. This photo
of the tireless Syracuse
police chief was made in
his office while the wide-
spread hunt for the ruth-
less killer was on. Sleep
and rest were put aside by
Chief Rapp until the case
was solved; he was anx-
ious to see justice done.

—sa

+ the trap door

> climbed on top.
the chair. Now

1e found himself
a strange odor

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odor he had de-
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rthermost corner.
over with debris.

And also, protruding from the same debris, a pair of
shoes!

Swiftly he descended, ordered his son to find a com-
fortable seat in the parlor and to stay there. Then he
picked up the telephone, dialed his landlord, Fred E.
Friedman.

“Come quick,” was the terse message. “I think there’s
a body in my attic.”

Landlord Friedman, galvanized into action by the
shock of the report, reacted almost instinctively. His
first step was to phone the police. More than that, he
asked for Police Chief William Rapp, whom he had
known for many years. He got him.

“I don’t know what to make of it, Chief,” Friedman
relayed, all excitement, “but a tenant of mine over at
120 Stedman Street just notified me that there’s a body
in his attic.”

“Thanks,” was all Chief Rapp said. Then he moved
into action. He signalled his secretary and issued orders
in his crisp quiet way.

“Tell Charlie Edick to be. ready to-pick me up out
front in-a squad car in exactly one minute. Telephone

the. D.A.’s office to rush someone out to 120 Stedman
Street. And notify the. Bertillon department to send
along Pat Hanlon.”

And he was gone.

Anthony Laury and his landlord were waiting on the
stoop when Chief Rapp and his clerk, Charles Edick,
arrived on the scene. Laury led the way to the opening
into the attic.

Using the same technique employed by Laury, Chief -

Rapp prepared to investigate the mystery of the pro-
truding shoes. In a second, he had pulled himself up
through the narrow opening.

The attic was a small affair. Having gained the thin
board walk, Chief Rapp focused his searchlight in the
direction indicated. As he approached the bundle of
debris, he noticed that the odor became more pungent
until it fairly smote him. Now he stood directly over
the heap of screens, potato sacks and old stove pipes

EVIDENCE. Hanging
menacingly from .a
chair at police head-
quarters is seen the
clothesline with which
Mrs. Ames was. gar-
roted. Also seen are
parts of the clothing
she was wearing .at
the time she met her
terrible fate.

INNOCENT VICTIMS.

Left to right are the

son, husband and

daughter of Mrs.
’ Ames. (below)

‘from which a pair of heels protruded.. They were.

woman’s heels.

Deftly he kicked away the covering. Now legs were
visible. Now a dress. And, finally, a head. ;

Returning to the opening in the attic floor, Chief
Rapp issued an order to his clerk.

“Get a ladder and run it up here.”

By the time'a ladder was discovered in a house half a
block down the’ street, fingerprint expert Pat Hanlon,

Coroner Ernest J. Gak and District Attorney Donald’

Mawhinney of Onondaga County had arrived. They
mounted the ladder and gathered around the corpse.

HE woman was small and attractive. Her features
were sharp and petite. A clothes-line noose was
tightly drawn about her neck:
Coroner Gak bent over. He made a quick examina-
tion. ;

n sf r
EAS SEIT SRS

GORY COVERLET. _Ber-
tillon Expert Patrick J.
Hanlon examines the
bloody potato sack which
covered the sight of horror.

AIDED POLICE. Lucienne
Martin, foil in the case, is
shown at police head-
quarters, awaiting her turn
to impart valuable infor-
mation to William: Rapp.
‘police chief of Syracuse,
N. .¥.. who, personally,
played an important part
in solving the Ames enigma.

“This woman has been dead, I should say,
anywhere from one to two months.”
Coroner Gak then ordered the body removed

‘to the morgue. The entire delegation—all but

fingerprint expert Pat Hanlon—retired from
the scene, returning to headquarters. With
them, to aid the authorities, went Landlord
Friedman and his tenant, Anthony Laury.

Back in his office; Chief Rapp summoned
two of his ace homicide hunters, Detectives
Frank Tracey and Don Brazell. He explained
what had occurred.

- “Coroner Gak is sure that the woman has
been dead about six weeks. Does that suggest
anything to! you?”

Both detectives remained silent.

“How about Mrs, Florence Ames?” Chief
Rapp ventured.

Tracey seemed about to explode.

“Chief, you’re right.’”” He paused. “But wait
a minute. Didn’t she live on that very same
street?”

“Next door, if I’m not mistaken. Wait and
I’ll check back in the files.”

It was hardly necessary for Chief Rapp to
refresh his memory of the case by examining
the files. What everyone in Syracuse and up-
state New York had been wondering ever since
the 14th day of December was, ‘“‘What had
happened to Mrs. Florence Ames?” The mys-
terious disappearance of Mrs. Ames was
nothing short of a sensation. These are the
facts:

- At 5:20 or thereabouts on the afternoon of
Dec. 14, 1938, Millard Ames, Jr., just as he
had done for several years throughout the four
seasons, felt an inexpressible delight as he

bounded up the stairs leading to his home at |

116 Stedman Street. All that afternoon it had
snowed hard. - ‘iv

And just as he had always done, he hung
his hat on a peg in the hallway: and yelled
out, “Mother.”

Only this time there was no answer.

“Mother!” he called again. ;

Silence, deep and grim.

He pulled out his watch. :

“That’s odd,” he found himself thinking.
“I’m a few minutes later than usual, but
Mother’s not here.” ”

Instinctively, he headed for the kitchen. It
was quite possible that his mother was busy
puttering around with the pots and pans and
hadn’t heard him, although this hypothesis
sounded just a trifle improbable.

The kitchen was unoccupied, but the light

was on. The ironing board had been set up,
and young Ames’ noticed that the iron had
become so overheated that it was burning the
cloth, sending a’ wisp of smoke toward the
ceiling. He pulled out the plug.

“Funny people, these mothers,” he said half
aloud in a jocular mood. “I guess she stepped
out_to visit a neighbor and forgot to disconnect
“the thing.” ° a

It seemed a good idea to relax and wait. This
he did, plopping himself in his favorite chair
in the living room and inspecting the evening
paper. ‘ ;

At six o’clock his sister, Sylvia, checked in
from work. "s

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in the State House on Beacon Hill, in
Boston, Sherlock“drew to the curb, en-
‘tered a-drug store, and made a telephone
call

Awaiting them at Headquarters were
Captain Stokes, head of the State Police,
and Captain Michael Barrett, also of
the State Police.

Less than fifteen minutes after they
arrived, Ethel Reilly was brought in.
She was a short, stout woman in her
early forties.

“Where’s Frank ?” she wanted to know
when she saw young DiStasio and his
wife. “Has anything happened to him?”

“That’s what we want to know,” Sher-
lock told her. ;

She appeared not to hear him. In-
stead, she hurried on, exclaiming, “Why,
we're going to be married tomorrow.”

Sherlock scowled. He quickly recalled
Ferrari’s words that DiStasio was a
widower of little more than a month,
and yet here was a woman claiming she
was his fiancee, with the wedding day
set for the morrow. .

His voice was soft, however, when
he asked, “What do you do?”

“Tm a candy maker in Frank’s shop,”
she told him.

“T see,” Sherlock said, and then asked,
“When did you see Frank last?”

She hesitated a moment before she
said, “Yesterday afternoon, about three-
thirty.” .

“You planned to meet him again last
night ?”

“Ves,”’

“But he didn’t meet you?”

She shook her head.

They escorted Ethel Reilly into an-
other office, and instructed her to wait.

Back in Stokes’ office, the Captain
took up the questioning of young Di-
Stasio and his wife. He was soon con-
vinced that the young wife knew nothing
of the whereabouts of her father-in-law
and had nothing to do with his disap-
pearance. The interrogation was then
concentrated on her husband.

eye HE youth insisted he did not know
where his father was, but the police
were not convinced.

“Come on, don’t tell us that,” Captain
Stokes told him. “You say you were to
meet him in South Boston at six o’clock
last night and he didn’t show up. Didn’t
come home all night, in fact. And you’re
not at all concerned.” ,

The youth shrugged his shoulders.
“Why should I be?” he asked. “It’s not
the first time the old man stayed out all
night.”

“I see,” Stokes declared, but his ex-
pression indicated he didn’t,

Then, he abruptly changed his line of
questioning.- “By the way,” he asked,
“do you have any relatives in this vi-
cinity 7” .

“Sure,” the youth told him. “My
uncle, Frederick Nazarro, and his son,
Patsy. They live on Yoeman Street,
over in Revere.”

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back.”

attention to the young suspect. “Yes,” he
said quietly.
hundred dollars is a lot of money.” His
eyes narrowed, and he snapped at the
youth. “Who would inherit that dough
if your father was to die?”

Reilly, the woman your father is go-

ing to marry?” Sherlock wanted to
know.

he wasn’t convinced. He scrutinized the
suspect for a time, and then said, “Well,
let’s suppose she was the beneficiary and
was more interested in money than love.
A lot of women are! All that money
might be a good motive for murder,
don’t you think ?”

then changed his mind, and said, “Yes,
I guess it would.”

lock said, and then paused and allowed
his eyes to probe the youth. “Suppose
you were the beneficiary and the idea
of your father getting married again
and passing you up on that insurance
money didn’t set so well
Wouldn’t that also be a pretty good
tive for murder 2?”

The youth fidgeted with his tie, but
tried to camouflage his returning nery-
ousness. “What are you giving. me?”
he demanded. “Are you telling me I’d
kill my old man?”

Sherlock sat back, and his keen eyes
Probed the youth again.
said, “All I am telling you,” he an-
swered, “is that you are the beneficiary
of his life insurance.”

When Frederick Nazarro and his son.

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The Captain made a note of the names
and address, and ordered the two men
brought in.

Captain Stokes was just about to ask
another question when he was interrupted
by a telephone call for Sherlock. “I’ll
take it in the next office if you don’t
mind,” the State detective told him.

Yvhen Sherlock returned his grim ex-
pression had again relaxed slightly.
“Mind if I question him?’ he asked
Captain Stokes. _

The latter instructed, “Go ahead.” :

GHERLOCK rubbed his hands to-
gether slowly and then snapped at
young DiStasio, “How much life insur-
ance did your father carry ?”

The youth looked him straight in the
eyes, “I don’t know,” he replied.

Sherlock appraised him carefully. His
keen eyes dug into the youth. “Well,
I'll tell you,” he said at length. “He
carried $12,500. j

Directing his remarks to Captain
Stokes and the other officers, Sherlock
continued, “I did a bit of telephoning on
the way in from Revere. I phoned the
Boston police-and talked with Inspector
Wilder Dillon, their insurance fraud in-
vestigator, and asked him to check on
DiStasio for me. He just called me ’

Then the detective again turned his

“Twelve thousand five

DiStasio claimed he didn’t know.
“Would you, or would it be Miss

The youth contended he had no idea.
The detective’s impression indicated

“I don’t—” DiStasio commenced,

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I wd a get up there now,” was strangled; { i
_ Rope — Laury led the way upstairs to the attic trap- oes One bene as ae = rent.
door. er was still standing beneath it, and Chief Chief Rapp frowned. “Dead jaan i h? T
- , eh? Two months,

Rapp ig ae ascended, a flashlight in his hand. maybe?
ioivat icedaen'e — baat i ps ecenaie® face set sternly. Dr. Gak looked thoughtful. “That’s possible.”
2 bale e address anlon, “get your “Tt’s tw 4 ° S pos: 1 e.
Coroner Gak in the ss —_ make some pictures up there before we move her said dete pen Florence Ames disappeared,” Rapp
foreground carries est —— take over after that.” Moaee aia aaah “a ee I remember that she lived in the
an c ; ‘ 0 this !”
on’s work required another fifteen minutes, and when Dr. Gak was locenitty startled at the implicati Tl
- implication. “I'l call

bag containing the
decomposed re-
mains of Mrs. Ames.

he was finished he packed his equipment and started ba f
paliriacle I his paien ck to for an ambulance and ge a i
bs ae ae dex! pity. te ae ow Coroner Gak, the quickly. “I'll arrange fe Asche Bea eegnns! - =
ee tes a coeaae ae ms tani » the ladder. The Downstairs, Laury, who had packed his children of Pa
oe. SS ee ghted only by the officers’ meantime, waited anxiously for the officers. Hi pobere: st
tie wears in fe ee Nn a ee i
everth the cc " wlency. “T don't know hi ‘y » i
nae — — ae aes he said when he had finished. shaking his head. Race ory nee a Naty i pees
y ore when I get her to the morgue. She in bewilderment, “did it get intu the Seana ga ier
ace?

t Highway Department. After dinner, the dishes being done. he
relaxed in his living room with a newspaper. His two young
children played upstairs in a spare room. It was Dickie who
suddenly called: “Dad, please come up here. There’s something
you ought to see.”
Laury put down his paper and walked upstairs. In the second
floor room where his children played, he found them looking
curiously at the ceiling. He also gazed upward, and with sur-
prise noted a brownish splotch perhaps 3 feet long and about
half as wide on the white, calcimined surface. .
He frowned. If the roof leaked, Laury had to repair it at
once. He got.a flashlight and hauled the stepladder up from the ae
cellar. With these he was ready to get up into the attic through =e
the ceiling trapdoor in the hall. Climbing up the ladder, Laury .
pushed open the trap with some difficulty and wriggied carefully =
up into the blackness overhead. could made his way back down the ladder. Within half an hour
He played the slender ray of light f aiter Laury’s hurried descent from the attic, a party of Bye men
attic, seeking the area above the stained ceiling. Presently the were in his home. Syracuse Police Chief William Rapp.
beam struck a strange, shapeless mass laying on the crossbeams. Coroner Ernest Gak, identification expert Patrick Hanion and
‘ For the first time, Laury was aware of a close, peculiarly foul Detectives Frank Brazell and Donald Tracy were gathered
odor. He edged toward the object and as he came closer the around the stocky, dark haired man, listening to the account

smell became stronger. Genuinely disturbed, the highway fore- of his shocking discovery.

man noticed in the light of the flash that the mass seemed to be “T never had any reason to
a pile of rags. still somewhat shaken. told them.

He lifted the top layer in the roof I’d have to fix. But when I saw

neath. A moment later he turned away and as paused to wipe his brow.

The Laury children
called their daddy
to see the spot on
the wall that they
termed “snowman.”

The house to the right is where th
reside and the one next door to her
is the Laury home where victim was found.

Rapp shrugged. “That’s what we'll have to find out.”

‘I live here with my two children, and I employ a
housekeeper to look after things while I’m at work.”
Laury continued. “This woman is a gentle. middle
aged person named Mrs, Emma Angell. When I’m
working, and the children are in school, only the house-
keeper is around, of course. But
then, she has to go out shopping
occasionally, so the house would
be empty sometimes.”

“But it’s locked then, isn’t it?”
Detective Brazell asked.

“Certainly,” Laury assented.
_ “And yet you never saw any
sign that the house was broken
into the past coupie of months?”
Chief. [Continued on page 78]

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age ing = trace of his mother was

veloped. :
— you have the whole —
boys.” Chief Rapp told Tracy and —
when they had finished going through the
file. a

se Gak should have somethin:
to ipl peat Brazell remarked. “I'll
call him at the morgue.

is head.
inquired. Laury shook his
art headguatvend, the chief ipstreeted
Detectives Brazell and a © — “s
im to his office. en he
aap on Florence Ames brought
oP m quite sure that corpse <r ye
out to be the missing Mrs. Ames, ; s id
his subordinates soberly. I want yj : aa
men to take it up from here. it ciaapeacten se raze : 3 him on
Ha ene i ee ical the phone, said that he — Ls aged
si . . . i
it as no easy assignment, an jah i wih bie came tthe
ee se. It was that of Florence «
step for the two detectiv ee erie at of Florence Ames
themselves with every d was inthe he declared emphatically Tn orgs
prov
known. The complete record wa: ree gery ta pune .
i vho was familiar w1 seepage pea
he aca ae went over it with re Ray ay eg cg head
the wo 9 ps hea
he actual cause 0
— s before, severely, but t saeheacore
a ple my os bed Ames, had been the reagan eet ed
paar pane in the evening from Also, deep bruise: nagerg en
gree ior ical ineer. The that prior to the rope,
is job as a m nical eng’ : t heel ,
fouls d young Ames hadn't — strangled 3 7 ak ee
i ae verte ners his mother had The tatlowing wd alt estoy
the slightest idea ever, the iron- shocked to read : Sprokacs
Ear dep ot seine NT way eckooet, Pobee
eas in. Ames was puzzled. tory of the bod) ee
it was still plugged in. Ame puzz oy ok ee Me cial wl ! |
s When his sister telep ! ho lien
Peet oat ter illard was ffering purported tps an .

: aS her job, Millard was offeri a ee een ali, of
Sylvia arrivec from he {oftheir mother’s Chief Rapp realize eer =
worried. Tt ey began phon ighbors th vere figments of overactive imag’

1 root the, Be pice a 1 yeral of his men
pega Ree f the i yet he ordered several o
th De peewee i sounding story.
nd friends, but none 0 ions, yet he ordered severe ie 3
cle oe = core added to Meanwhile, Detectives Brazell and Tracy
: y twi ac to} 3
cr growing OF rehension. Mrs. Ames’ — returned to Stedman Street. ae
hat, coat and overshoe i be i d Sylvia Ames had been
hat, coat and overshoes pict — a : em prigre es gid cote soot tue soles

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in the closet. And then illas thee’ rly ‘morning tha, the police
i her's pocket * were going to ca ’ we
covered that his mother : = rere g to call on them, and they
Se ee age a Sympatieniedlty the detectives ques-
ee Earl Nichols arrived close to tioned the two young peo ple Thei i m em-
is solemnly to their Gries of every momen ;
ten o’clock and listened so ee as of tn Seal
: : ber 14th were pro’ t
story. After that he roadie paces -Decemb pets ep aay rept Ve
house with them but no indica’ the victim’s : ud recall nothing
ted so abruptly, sual concerning J
ore here che had gone to, coul be found. porcine had been in good health and her
or where a '. en id in Be
- hols returned to hea utomary fie 2p
Lexinpe a aneurites the Ames eo c “Did she keep much money around
q : ssible would be » Tracy inquired. ;
y hing possi ellag aks
don by the police Bnd Se Only enough for her daily needs.
Thel i vin: T ernine. when Mrs. Ames sitiasd Aires vented.
sill dnt : ared, Chief Rapp had -
ae sehed Nichola and several other de-
pera to question people in the neigh-
borhood. One woman had egg rs.
Ames around ten a. m. the day » —
and they had chatted briefly. That was all.

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woman had somehow fallen in one ant
gotten buried alive. No sign of the ——
wife was discovered, art onion
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would leave her ironing the way she did.”

Tracy nodded. “She figured on com-
ing right back.”

“Right,” Brazell sAid.
called her to come next door.
she knew, naturally.”

When they got to the house, they found
that Detective Hanlon had already been
there before them. He had spent more
than an hour there, then had gone back
to headquarters. Brazell telephoned Han-
lon.from the house.

The identification expert told Brazell
that he’d been unable to find any prints
in the attic, on the trapdoor or the ladder,
He had doubted that he could raise any
prints after two months, so the negative
results of his search had not been a dis-

appointment. Hanlon told the detective
that he had already examined the rags
which had covered the corpse, but that
nothing could be deduced from them.

M RS. ANGELL was anxious to help.
She had known and liked Mrs.
Ames, she informed the detectives. How-
ever, as the housekeeper recalled her
movenients on the fatal day it became in-
creasingly doubtiul that she would add
anything to the officers’ slender store of
pertinent information. She had gone
shopping, she said, around ten o'clock,
and after that she had gone to visit some
friends. She had returned.in time for the
Laury children’s homecoming from
school, toward three p. m.
“When I got back, the house was just
as [ had left it that morning,” she related.
“Nothing was disturbed or out of place.”
“And yet somebody did come in while
you were gone,’* Tracy said insistently.
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with the bundles in my hands I had a little
trouble getting my key out and opening
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on the hall table and—” She stopped,
pursed her lips. “That’s odd! Someone
had left a package there while I was out.
I'd never thought of it before. It wasn’t
there when I left. How could that be 2”

“What was it?” Brazell asked quickly.
“What did you do with it ?”

“Why, it was addressed to Mrs. Ames,”
Mrs. Angell said slowly, evidently striv-
ing to remember it clearly. “Yes, and it
had her address written on it, 116, Sted-
man, too. I took it to her house and gave
it to Sylvia the next day.”

Whatever the parcel was, its presence
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and Brazell left Mrs. Angell abruptly and
walked across the short lawn between the
Laury and Ames places. Sylvia Ames
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department and five minutes later a clean “Lucy had a key, of course, but I see ummoned his deputies, Ed Bu er. Me, I was alw 1 looking so nice.
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“Does it teach you to attack girls
and kil them like you did Rose
Palermo?” ,
Johnson gave another sneering

‘laugh. “Guess again, buddy. You’re

stabbing around in the dark. I don’t
know nothing about Rose Palermo
and her murder.”

Two hours’ grilling failed to break
Johnson. Captain Colgan and Detec-
tives Sullivan and Tiernan joined
the two Assistant District Attornies.
Johnson parried every question he
didn’t want to answer with an ease
that was exasperating.

Johnson was taken from the room
by two attendants and locked up,
charged with the attack on Helen
Francey.

“We can try him and convict him
of the attack on Miss Francey,”

Hoey said, “but as far as the murder’

of Rose Palermo is concerned, we
are just about where we started.”

Andreozzi declared, ‘“‘He used the
rabbit punch and the killer of Rose
Palermo used that punch.”

Hoey shook his head. “How far
would that get us in court?” he
asked. ‘“‘We have no witnesses who
saw Johnson in the neighborhood
the night the Palermo girl was
killed. We have that footprint found
in the hallway, which probably
would fit Johnson’s foot. But it
would fit the shoe of ten thousand
men here in Brooklyn. The print is
too faint to bring out any defects
in the shoe. All Johnson would have
to do would be to keep still and we
couldn’t even get a court that would
hold him on the charge of murder.”

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Johnson,” Captain Colgan said, “but
he’s going to lead us to the killer.”

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Francey.” .

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tain Colgan answered, “I want to
study that report of the technicians
again. It may clear Johnson, but
remember he wasn’t alone.”

Captain Colgan studied the report
of the technicians, talked at length
with Detective Flamarro, and then
returned to the hallway of the de-
serted house and spent nearly an
hour there.

The next day he and Detectives
Tiernan, Sullivan and Ward started
on a new line of investigation. All
other angles to the case were for-
gotten. It didn’t take them long to
find out that Johnson was a social
misfit, who had no intimate friends.
He had joined the Communist Party
and had tried to get in several labor
unions. His belligerent attitude to-
ward society in general had caused
the unions to reject him.

“Tf he has no friends, he has to
have relatives,” Captain Colgan said.
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return for a month. Captain Colgan
told the landlady to notify him the
minute Spicer got back.

The month passed. Johnson was
on Riker’s Island, serving a: year’s
sentence for his attack on Helen
Francey. Captain Colgan and his de-
tectives worked day and night. They
talked with over fifty men who had
worked with Johnson. This question-
ing brought information of value.
None of the men knew Johnson in-
timately and knew nothing of his
habits or his friends when he was
not at work.

On May 5th, Captain Colgan sat
in his office with Detective Ward.
Both the officers had the feeling that
all their work had been for noth-
ing. They checked and rechecked
Johnson. There was only the cousin
to hear from and there was little
hope that he could be of help.

The phone rang and Captain Col-
gan answered it. “Thanks,” he said
into the phone, “‘we’ll be right out.”

He hung up, swung around to face
his detectives. ‘Sam Spicer, the
third cousin of Johnson, has re-
turned home. I’m afraid he won’t
know any more than the other two
cousins.”

Sam Spicer was a small man, with
a sharp face and frank and pleasant
eyes. He said: “Sure, I’m a cousin
of Johnson and I know him pretty
well. He’s a misfit and always gets
into trouble. What has he done
now?”

“He’s over on Riker’s Island, serv-
ing time for an attack on a girl,”
Captain Colgan replied. “But that

isn’t what we are interested in. We

believe ‘he knows something about
the murder of Rose Palermo.”
Spicer shrugged. “He could know
a great deal. I haven’t seen him for
a month or so. In fact, the only time
I see him is when he needs money.”
“When. did you see him last?”
“TI think it was about two months
ago. He came here to borrow ten
dollars.”
“Two men killed Rose Palermo.
The second man was smaller, about

‘ your size.”

Spicer smiled. “I wasn’t in New
York then, so you can’t connect me
with the murder.”

“We know a lot about you,
Spicer,” Captain Colgan replied.
“You never have been a suspect.
Who was Johnson running around
with at the time?”

“A chap named Bill Washington.’

I don’t know much about him, ex-
cept that he and Johnson were to-
gether. Washington lived at Court
and State Streets in Brooklyn.”
Captain Colgan and Detective
Ward drove to the address on State

Street. A fat laudlady opened the
door slowly, gaped in amazement
when she saw the two officers.

“Ts Bill Washington here?” Cap-
tain Colgan asked.

The landlady shook her head. “He
left a month ago and I don’t know
where he went.’

“He didn’t leave a forwarding
address ?”

“He must have because no mail
has been coming here.”

“Did he have any friends ended
your roomers?”

“He had some friends but tives
didn’t live here. None of my roomers
even knew him well enough to speak
to.”

Captain Colgan phoned a pick-up
order for Bill Washington, and then
he and Detective Ward started
questioning persons in the neighbor-
hood around Court and State
Streets. They learned that Washing-
ton had worked on the docks. They
went down there.

It wasn’t until May 26 that they
questioned Fred Daly, who had
worked with Washington.

“Bill is living over in Brownsville
now,” he told the Captain.

Detectives Sullivan and Tiernan
got the order from Captain Colgan
to pick up Washington at the ad-
dress in Brownsville, the section of
Brooklyn made famous by “Murder
Incorporated.”

The: two Detectives found Wash-

ington in a dirty tenement. He of-
fered no resistance and seemed puz-
zled why they wanted him.

This look of puzzlement remained
as he faced Assistant District At-
tornies Hoey and Andreozzi, Captain
Colgan, and Detectives Sullivan,
Ward and Tiernan.

“Yes, I knew Johnson,”’ Washing-
ton admitted. “I worked with him
and I think we spent several nights
together. He was a funny chap,
always wanting to fight with some-
body. Not very pleasant company.”

“You weren’t with him the night
of February 1st?” Captain Colgan
asked. ‘‘That is the night Rose Pal-
ermo was murdered.’’.

Washington shook his head. “I
can’t recall every date, but I am
sure I was: not with him then,”

The frankness of Washington, his
obvious attempts: to be agreeable
and answer all questions, caused
Hoey to look at Andreozzi and
shake his head.

Captain Colgan paid no attention
to the shake of Hoey’s head. He
said to Washington: “You have a
slight twist in your ankle, haven’t
you? 9”

The diiostieit surprised . Washing-
ton. He looked down at his foot.

“My ankle was broken once, but I
didn’t know it was noticeable.”
“It isn’t, unless one studies pic-

tures of your footprint,” Captain
Colgan spoke casually. ‘A twisted
ankle, a slight deformity, will cause
the toe of the foot to point either
out or in. Your toe points in.”

Washington looked again at his
foot, glanced up at Captain Colgan,
and his face lost considerable color.

Captain Colgan continued: ‘John-
son was lucky. He didn’t have a
deformed ankle and because of that
his footprint we found in the hall-
way wasn’t much evidence against
him. But once we arrested John-
son, I knew it was merely a matter
of finding a friend of his who had
a deformity of the ankle that caused
a toe to point inward. I have been
looking at your right ankle. Now I
know we have the other killer of
Rose Palermo.”

Washington wet his lips, and said
nothing.

“The minute I saw that footprint
on the pictures the technicians
took,”’ Captain Colgan continued, “TI
knew one of the killers had such
an ankle. Now just to make things
certain, suppose you let us take a
picture of your footprint. I think it
will match the one we found in the
hallway.”

Washington’s eyes flashed with
anger. He screamed: “This is a
frame-up—a damned frame-up! I
don’t know anything about Sere
murder.”

But Bill Washington didn’t con-
sent to have pictures taken of his
footprints. A half hour later he
broke.

“Okay, I was there,” he screamed,
“but it was Johnson who gave her
the rabbit punch and knocked her
down, Johnson dragged her into the
hallway. I stayed outside while he
attacked her. Then he came out and
I went in. That... that’s the whole
story. I didn’t kill her.”

Johnson was brought back from
Riker’s Island and with Washington
charged with the murder of Rose
Palermo, Johnson broke completely
and babbled his story out to any-
body who would listen.

On June 27, 1946, Johnson was
brought to trial. The jury quickly
found him guilty of murder in the
first degree. Judge Liebowitz sen-
tenced him to die in. the electric
chair.

Washington was tried August Ist,
1946, and found guilty. Judge Lie-
bowitz also sentenced him to die in
the electric chair for the murder of
pretty Rose Palermo. i :

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who killed him, }
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must have been a
He shook his heac

Per

276 A HISTORY OF THE VILLAGE OF WATERLOO

kas had a fair test for nearly a year, and all are not yet prepared to say
that it is an unqualified success or superior to gas.” The contract was re-
newed for arc lights at $2500. a year.

About July Ist, 1888, the electric lights went out in the Academy. of
Music during the Union School Commencement Exercises. The caus: was
explained in the newspaper:

“There was good reason for tke extinguishment of the electiz lights at the Acadamy of
Music Thursday night last. By some oversight, it was forgotten to arrange for the replenishing
of the carbons in the lamps. Of course when the carboas were coasumed, as they were sooa after
the beginning of the Commencement Exercises, the lamps went out. It was no failure on the
part of the Electric Company, and no particular blame is attached to any person.”

Great progress has been made in lighting since the eighties. It is diffi-
cult now to realize how comparatively crude were the lights of that day.

The Johnson Murder Trial

On the night of Dec. 29, 1886, property ccnsisting of two horses, equip-
ment ctc., was stolen from several piaces in the towns of Seneca Falls and
Fayette. Edward Caldwell and Charles Johnson were arrested and lodged in
the Waterloo jail, and charged with burglary and grand larceny. The sher-

iff had them leg-ironed with an iron on each leg with 8 links of chain. At -

meal times they were let out but at other times were locked up in their
ceils.

The entrance into the jail was through a wooden door in the sherif{’s
office, then a space of some three feet, and an iron grated door. There were
4 or 5 stone steps down to the floor of the jail.

At 7:30 o'clock on the evening of January 9, 1887, the acting turnkey
of the jail, John Walters, a man of about 70 years, John Cronin, a constable
of the town of Waterloo who had come in to help during the absence of the
regular turnkey, and the Seneca County sheriff, Warren E. Lerch, decided
it was time to lock up the 14 or 15 prisoners for the night. Cronin unlocked
the door and Walters proceeded down the stone steps. At the foot he was
met by Caldwell and Johnson who were attempting to escape.

Johnson struck Walters on the back of the head with an iron bar, and
then he and Caldwell ran up the steps to attack Cronin. Cronin was struck
repeatedly and fell backward against the wall, bloody and hurt, when Sher-
iff Lerch rushed in. He was a short man, not overly strong looking, but he
made a reputation for himself that night. He fought the two prisoners back
with his club in a fierce struggle. Finally Cronin, coming to, called, “Shoot
them, Sheriff,’ whereupon Sheriff Lerch drew his revolver and drove the
prisoners back into the jail.

John Walters died the next day as a result of the attack by Johnson
and Caldwell. Dr. George A. Bellows was coroner. Soon after Walters’
death on Monday afternoon, a coroner’s jury was assembled, consisting of
Moses Barlow, Philip Johnson, Jacob Sands, James S. Boughton, Charles
Illick and J. B. Maloney. The jury rendered a verdict that John Walters
came to his death by murder by Charles Johnson and Edward Caldwell

ELECTRIC LIGHTS — CANNING FACTORY, 1886-1906 277

with blows inflicted by a bar of iron in the hands of Charles Johnson arg
stick of wood in the hands of Edward Caldwell, and that it was murder in
the first degree.

The trial of Charles Johnson began April 4, 1887, before Judge Ma-
comber. District Attorney Francis Allen, of Ovid, with Col. F. L. Manning,
of Waterloo, assisting, were the prosecuting attorneys; Corydon Rood, with
Hon. William H. Lurton assisting, the defendant’s attorneys. The men
were tried separately. The jury in the Johnson trial were: Henry Jinks, a
Waterloo farmer; Spencer Hoffman, a Junius farmer; Nelson Seekel, a Tyre
farmer; Spencer White, a Tyre farmer; Charles Whitlock, a Seneca Falls
farmer; Columbus Christopher, traveling man; George Troutman, a Fayette
farmer, Henry S. Bonnell, a Waterloo farmer, Patrick J. Maloney, a Water-
loo farmer; Edward Bear, a Junius farmer, and George W. Barlow, a Tyre
farmer. The jury brought in a verdict of “Guilty of murder in the first
degree.” ”

The trial of Caldwell was begun April 11th, 1887. The same attorneys
appeared as at the Johnson trial. The verdict of “Murder in the second de-
gree,” was announced by the jury.

jail brick walls to escape. Not being able to make a hole large enough, they

had determined to go through the door when the turnkey came in to close
up for the night.

Johnson was hanged on a scaffold erected in the jail. Sheriff Lerch
read the death warrant to.him at 8:40 o’clock A. M. At 10:15 A. M. the
sheriff led the way to the scaffold, followed by Johnson and the Rev. Swift
and the Rev. W. S. Carter, and at 10:22 the execution took place.

In February, 1887, advocates again urged that Geneva be made a county
seat. It was proposed that a new county: be set up consisting of the towns
of Seneca Falls, Tyre, Junius and Waterloo, in Seneca County, and Geneva,
Seneca and Phelps, in Ontario County. Nothing much happened.

On “July Ist 1887, Waterloo again had a telephone exchange. It was
located in the Gay building, with Edson F. Slack as manager and Miss
Emily Batsford at the switchboard.

The Rev. Robert M. Duff, of Waterloo, who was graduated from
Hobart College in 1861 and was valedictorian of his class, had conferred
upon him the degree of S. T. D., Doctor of Sacred Theology, at the Com-
mencement of the college in 1887.

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Mer Twlsils

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‘that Hyatt Went te the frur and found apay. The.rates of pey at from $3004 Missie had only recently t
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; Hye aes sere: Ane mlothing. food: chicas attentinn om under the direction of a
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_ were im the vicinity of Gérwn avenue fo) ie wieeiiurrew he saw: Ri aS pals AP : peas jo be overcome. Freat strevi

Bich: tide of vrime gad Guerde
plain clothes, geurching for the miik- ber, mB, peer and berehap were oa the! Letters, of “Adutnistratrow lemme} Te wacec eh ie Bare

“thie€, ‘who had been prowling abo that: sth naire © Othe wiedue, After rusing “Two Wills Probated. - Lwere put forth, and many accts
ocality d@ring whe past few vizht~, CHh- = eee Je and iift Ne bare 1 vttenm of simientesn were iacens to! to attract thoes at the acight
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: Ret fe tract Wit thems. He rode direct) nit outskle, Me thee rrawled thence qyri; wen, The etare bs valued at. SUD [ ntendent was called upoa ‘to
_1o the: bavett bowes, left his machine at: |.) window: Into the pantry. “Phe wilt of-Harah BL Ives, who died Of Tasacity of minister, misiona

ia.
‘the, curd: seeieee ty the rear of the ahs Ea ae March’ pth: was ndmfied to probate t afi generat adviser, he t :
eid ae seats ? oe s Surmgate’s Court yedtertay. “ater busband, ! ; ployee ot,

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‘te esrapé: TES door wes unlocked aad tyrrman the street. Lovert’s denk, hick | — eu

_Higgtt bed started to leave when U'Brien |.) bree Jelt umiovken. ant whice was: 4}a't declared. be wis. member of =! NAVY YARD SEEK i
in freed of tbebecke porctr ag by binmelf and tra Viwett, was Me tioual Guard, but did aot speeify which |

; entered bist to throw wp hig = cons! opered whin ape wae evidentic belo thor i glamaeehis ‘That statement, of touree.. bas; Applications for Civ
reply: Hyatt, bred whet, tf wnat y swan bet when Oftcer (eReien ar. NOt been veriged at thls beur 9: a ; Due Before’ Way: 15
a oS rio paiaon uit Hutrolwsa OU Brier was appointed ts: the! ‘ Aaseuncement to made by 5

11918, haviog hagee, seeretary at Kechente:
Revolver Found in Halt. _ Police Departuent.on May
previously served ae a gteman, He was; | United Grates Civil Service Coms

BS ee: Pee:

pallets in:
i § ote tbe -Onnectieg caorway between the ‘the uerd of the following mer
gape coiler Led ned the € remus Rg areche
dose, be fell beck meek th@pwo and” MitGen wht the treat rom lay the revuiver / cs wR ais ef us iat pee i Novy Yard at Washtagtoe. D.C
service revoly Me a fg THD which Myatt tok the offfcer'a life, | AeattOn. we Dene BG) Moe renee Be BAe ee ee ees 5 a
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ur cart. Peer ear ; at ova and TWO EBT ER at No. 17 Bartes to On a day: coment

‘ sy Fead- | he had gwd four shots at the polb-eman. een , ed perte, ace 2) ycars amd orer.
was! That the back unr had been opera! and : Companion Arrested 4,7, MRBb: qmery xracete, - $4.00
Hyath | that lyate wae about (9 cocape wes shou! Ne inh : & | eneet ore foptiwal brake —-
‘ a t ter (hie iiley, Comuienioner! | iA aswmisiers 4
Pita the bullet: wart ion the Reavy Panel. |. ae aad —detine-teptain af terre eaenmret teniene rs, BE iy 3°:
eae mpangntinay bie et past satu John 1 Mctwontd had visited the! Ut wekers $5.88 to FCRK,
tan y Gesive when D

inital ok wowed nitsat MEM c chee eee
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io +E foe the bultet Jeft 9 grovve en the panel. ayia peg ee ae e, finlabers, $210. to BAe+: tens

ww the TTWe the fnehes lone aud bil an luch deep |

Knowedged that be Lad bees implicated | danas. $5.20 to BRI: lene cente

iu severai cobberies during the past week | chinet, $4.40 to @i.46; lene grinder

hive fem) then thuchetted tryin) aud embwided: with Rotert Le Cemptr; TL LS LTR chal brian eorver tone,
Ge? in the bitchen Bul! Auetwer ballet | of Neo. 448 Seward street. who .was later’ Fo.Ne-

‘etre: & cme of the claplwarts Jast to the eee ced alone to police headquarters’ Re educations! fest wii? be gt

m. Paledcante wit nt be samemd
. bce eps ra aeleiaton Sal gehen wee and, examine). , imental examination. Apritcamte

sh ai Says He ts Guardsman. coe LeCompte ales shure tobcod bie “BIL: ented on otyulcal ability wich »
away.; Mr. aod-Myre faovert mbatet the heise + in n the burzlartes bur it oa happeted phat! 49, and iratning ani etperica-~ *
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dager, | Sif nut reinra to the beuse auth pearly ju: The pale hare reveatix: buralarized: ss previowe e1pertens. but
heotes ip Caatertire read. tiarma ave | eal
, had ( velvet, They were avt cure efint ans thing

ithe equivalent af
ate aud Bruaewie 9 street aod other: glans sa cabana oi eoray qrade:®

‘end ‘ed bern tohen hs kitees and. have _sceured. '
PON at thE plvemen ae _teaty, Same of the. EASE uiteitunl | = Solider dda bre see 23.
4} CameNSty evowee WAIIOG were cttunal vy THE HH bes Front street and” es rig, ems. Appticntion Nanle, may
of, oe wifing of their cheereds, Capratn Ja.’ tees: pe ste dalaghies y of. ot Pa de ere on Bi dlaice 4 he oy)
| cob Risin wae eupectally distreserd. ie; ‘ompte admitted that the rerelver. ons ' et: ‘serripe Examteers, poste
“He was one. of the bravest and neat; ‘ap young Hyatt peloaged to him. Search! ester. Applirgtions wast se’ fied.
moe on tne! feore:* dvlared ite captats. + of Hy att’s clothing revealed among uther | Lexecated, With Laker Meant, Nex
Peart things a. onQak ouch .os would he mand by! wang. 2). o. “eters the
ea “a burglar whee ‘eptesiag 8 hoese. i Posteces af May 10. ,
y gua} . As-engeteatton of the sheath. {het Reid - erarch of hie reams. brought. to Uebt. pen
ne the apbre Doyeqet takes from Hyer re 7 olferaple ofthe sate gecired pees

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©: Division, oe es wien “aa ae i | Nevessary ta to Postpone His.
members of ‘the quarters, Conan bores
phot the cOUth Heavy Field Artilter). so _ Removal to Jail. |
+] frome Schima generar the Neventy-eigitisy 6 5
‘fer Lights Divisdor, woukl leave the}
Nemur area for the evacuatian cant. fa ‘as PAL IN couRT roDar
Rordraux. as son, as the Hichty end
asiled, or on April 2th. It was wdviceed

ptlent it wowkt-tate-forrmdars tr react: ttre’ Le Compte.” 16 Years ‘Old Will ae

, comp and. from tive to seven days tee ree) .
pare for enubarka tion” Thies. would vic athe Arraigned to Plead - te Seven |

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loigupbennty Charges-of—
aE tis repert. was tric retarding Petit Lar ome
the balk of the ivisinn,. but it bee tied rceny Full Conteasion
Artifiery. and SUTih. Maed , aaa | ne

: Gun, Battalion. ‘gut thrugh earhers peels Tt pad bero planned to transfer Elmer!

- ably te bil up transpert ptt iu tar re 4 Uenes ee IS yeors obl, the south!
ture: of. other units. - op whe shut amd killed, QoeMeye Willers
‘The. dnfanta- Inabetls saded Jffn) U'Rren in iarson avende ou Friday |
Saineilica val April: 2hik. . The Flavia? vigbt. trom the Hahnemann Pbespital ts!
rear SaoDy TREES GPG nasi per peiged ae peace ‘aftern en, Dat his coo} ae ;

it gomintat er weeks that. the division, ten neewssitated keeping hime inte.
left: “We're + oreritocked The aes vuniéwédiaa

4 would leave Rordecauy, Iti; net heeowst hospital: Tivatt was) shet ia Che

vishle-by OF Brien whey O'Brien discovered |
i weeks AGS left us. aw ith tou many.sul s.7..Lu:

: eee plane: pare beer campictel
Gh oy .the Meh sues the young Uirglar-gbowt talepre they
; ase Herberr tareet Hots b¥ tbe 5
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aete: nd inane perx om the Ror’: doner it is baredy possible that be woull! FE SULTS. Woah lg = ie a Seas :
=t eee ir Tet faa meres ty fhare exeaped arrest that night. although | ? : : é : Bo
fher-last: werte: tie” haeneted geet in hig office to-morrow nicht. - pSpevial Oticer Lindner. was in hot pus- : 3 ae : . 2 as
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$85.00 Suits,.20% off, Now--+-$68.00-}-$49.60' Sui
When @ phreivtan weat to rath 379.50 Suits, 20% off. Nay - $63.68: 2845.00 Sui
Vint yesterdas sfterneen to tel Lim wo 33: € : e é
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‘ bheik but. became se ill that teansfer was: cba dugs
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gescieee mee coat ae I Sent Sales = < off. Now -. $4400. |. $21.98 Si

: Rochester Since ga “Juopital far several dass,
May SaleReductiouson Dols

oe : : ea at «Be Compte in Court To-day.
| ;SToOD will TIN PROFESSION® er tesco, Sm out
. clerk ee Nae. 1% New ard street. wil te!
+ yrrMtanir Ty CUY Caart his gated Hite. oat |

Many of our beautiful new yet ng - Wraps,

ae ee ntocs ae welbiire ee pot leneees totomnte ease fabricias Evora, Bolivia, Duo-toned Silvertones, C

Playing: ma DIK Seveiad Jonehe Jrviem of Traits Ga acvompanied tn HE Laines, made. by the finest makers and beautifully

wa \ op On eariy ail ies thieving eapeditions « | “Silks, Pot 4neluded i in this big May. Sale. The best

; ica’s fas Ki :

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feepe wap out’ of The

9 : foplead te secen chargys of burglary. thers
Compove: Saeed: ‘and Secular Be aaiee, ot eifewmuted, bir:

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d wae hoine. LAs Noutis preniie, enely tise of form. - ae ‘ | : aun aey li es aes OR eg a ei A eis =
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Th) Elorendy Mi van Laer: aes Geese property stoléa: by the bers will be se { Boli WwW poe as ee eas Reduced
; % 2 KEnlgar vau faere president of the Roeh Vrevered todas. Vie se eee ain ih oy $85 vie raps
arid fad " ps pee need ttre shetrr-tatt =e trat Er aigcieris mia eoininioleie sic aeets weed
ce ee “grand: bildgen. A eer aod Ejuabe: > > all arrangements tr nde for the pefsecs: ae ' $79.50 Dolmans and. Wrape $59.50. $49.50
cf} van Laer; a’ sister, -- dames Mac {pon of Myatt aod LeCompte ' Reduced to...... ee Saas eit - ..” Redueed ¢
cy Deweall of Nev oe c ‘eer Muse. aut’ were Industrious Workers. $65 Dolmans and Wrape ... 9.5 4 $45
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who carried on x ‘ Alsen’ aval piaso bosi- Hurgtary apd pert fareens. by bresl.-'

{Beas : Auabu ri ing w the stare of E. L. Hteindl, Noi ao Vda las 4
: Temaly raahadest = rearte-aratt =. ‘Taveet Senne: on April 12th. art 'Made of fine aoe. fp and Velours, & Many
ak oer: + aera Tis Vigars and ¢ igarettes of the; | many fully silk line and Misses.

many to ptndy ‘at ite femune cogserya- 1 calye nf Sto.
Ted f tory of Leipnix, ? (There bis teachers were) Bursary: and petit lacceus by break- | Regular $30.00 re ee oo $25 : pier ‘$1

aa. lies into the home of Frederick Deo | :
After. his- -ctadgation form the coo- inger, No. (274 Barrington = street. af : Values. - - Values
atéry in : he returacd, to Amer. April 3th, aud et a uhulete val: |

a ~ ri beegme vtoorcted - with Kurd at $3. n ey

i? sora Granger Place Sehoot4 Burglary and petit arceny be break;

| for young in € tai Wh te the house ff Witham Maland. | Ma -S; | 'R d ne

. is # an | enldine ta pani he er tara se <. ‘ti tlarewd paesery o7 “Mas al 1 ay | Cc. e€ uctions on

service ‘a edptal vggenbeek.’ ‘vAmeterdam. Hollan:!, and steahog » pair.of opera classes an

fe befbi it. cea pals: mal Sr By’ this bie Baal ‘there were, bree sons.j a gyld ring all valued at $15. Al ‘ a Misses’ Dresses

‘Gret nablic appearance ta Mecberter. Adolph C..; George: Kilsar and Kithard | hirgiary. third degree, by bieakiae (TE: mr

weet ‘to Fraste “wih the-. A. The youngest. died io infancy; the | fro the house of BE. K. Sbumwas. ot TP L d A
, Hole manies 241 ecdesriere fcmpent whe events, Passel. sway. was Xu, 10 Brunswick street, of April mb The is resses otieres at reducec prices for. ole.

: ne Woe, TP recent best sellers | and every one ig a ne Sx SnHRS Ae
| el big Tots at rs at great rednctions.

» Peeks widow ‘wf “teeorge., rf attempting tan iat ints the’ house ef AE: ms
Sat, “TWO, Cumptell, Noo L Vassar street, me.

E i 5 eh ae Teeter is fe tr toe a stadio end or aig lary thir bee by catering the! fserte. Jersty and Sixt ~ Serge = Silk .
Se iby sirorr Bese Htet: | herames.cee of the promi 4 PE eae

s
Oo

| Evervthing Points to a geod time for mo} met
* | torcyeliets today. The. run to Deneville}. - . s
“twit be made; providing the weather te fatr. c
) The start will be made from the Hotet
: Recheatet at 9 o'clock this morntug. all
: Phters are. tavited. $e tase part and are}:
\ Tequented to be o@ baad st 8:30 a'ciork te
Seeure a prompe getaway -. Siok :
i The riders wil, be started tn Rroupa. |
‘Te the reer will be 8.0. & mew. who will:
eww to ft that tesistance: te given rocthese} .-
| Whe may experience eubie, Noon PPE i
:. The motercycliste will go by’ way ot} 2
“Srottseile, Caledonia, Aron, Genome qnd!
Mount Moerts ta. Panseitie: tie wetares
"will be made be way ot atoane Sieerin
_ *SCDTMeu Aral apd Kast Hearietty {DB Uord.
i emer. a é fae id oe te ohe ‘5

ROCHESTER Y WORKER CITED |

et
Two Mnjor-Generals ‘Commend His|.
Work Under Fire Ovemens.~ |
Richa ¢. ae
$ alreet, “whe

“Division under’ fre during. the engagements:
of the Marne ;

, Stttese tn men

vraemeral Howse, expressing the: ape! a. -"% *
Dreciation for the Cegrage dipplafea ne the . -- : :
4 oP Ce ‘letacharent with thhy dite. - =
‘(60 tue its. work in the Argonse, : ears
agit Shreve left Rothester\ja February; °*.
U pow’ bis return. tu Matey of thh | />., soli
“ Sear, feeting the need of rept. he dag Mere

"William A. O°

Brien.

nya,
“Shreve went m Cullforaia: They areek |
| Dected te return pext Saturday... NS

: ease: rien pa ‘for theie fuercesion of twp szbrre bayonets, |
fenerel will be held: ‘Puee | Which bad. been. attached to. Files,
ats clock: pact “the !% tee beywuets. in a neerly pew
half: “hor later from we.) 2¢e2th, was takew from Siyats. after pix
Chart. ci Futete wilh: be BET Eat. | The orber® Was? found yo Lo
Flaly &. a 4 delnisinass eet Comppte’s teoms. « - ees :
See ret wry. . Wore Khaki on One Job: us
‘It appears that the air wore their ooi-4 ke

oO cloek ir the

members of t
te attend |

Ontal 9
frlemd.

Mp and. Reelijien

Ae Beh Re beld
Bm my Bi 3 o ASela

Red! team for Sve cumerutive semeen. Ne
Une alo played with the * aipers
ferans «lll weet te-murrew nigh:
clubhouse. aod.

Revotntions of. S¥mpath«- wi!
md veut tu the family of their

Leaves W ite Son and Daughter. “Tehe atnlea of the church,

bis wie, Gree Se rvery O'Brien! -
- iil Le held tn Lady

c - iste 3
—e x TA
‘OPENING OF MaY DEVOTIONS: ~
’ Speetat Exercises to - Be Heid he
--Eathedral To-day: ca
Tocay wil! mark’ the’ opening of the Mag '- He
‘devetings in honor ef ehe Vingtn Mar¥ in Te
the Cgtholic churctee of the etty. © Bperint

riercisee” wil be bled im it: Pacrtes |
Cathedral this afternoon gt 2.39 orclork |

ie
'
i *
The Jef- S|
aos
» Ward Repe bun
ail memiary ant fermer
be ‘organizations are ashe-t

Ntueteeat)

set which the Med akh

Rev. James Bj tt

Keenan wil prese the sermen. Devetiers fees
7. a) ee

2. dancheer,.
a henucee Ain
i mivtare, Were

“OF Oricane. and Mire. Charies Sngeiser, of this
£ weg a“ 4

teh!

‘LeCompte says ilyart:

when bg bald up Sacompe-. '
eleven burgiariees bare heen 1

efty.

‘at Foang: Hyatt ts “not:
the: }

‘tare Fae Ney?

1 Mort, Mav £9. page:

IR Jin.
aed sveg we de
$e—Slouse of L. Fr. Heiedl, Ne. 9235

. iS atente. ;
a Teifics thee,

4>-bies.

1h Oricn ts the fifen meer ob the Po |
oe Pevortmenr to meets
: Rohe Che harge of tute

leis Gen ulnghuger, 2

Upton al Oitricn were 7
fers, seterted hergise ob

wo tenvee wy. Gan soe. 8.
"Margaret: ‘tea: brothers,
Petre J, oo Keien. x. race
Welan Spettomt. of Now

camy eveoing during’ the weeb. cas
Teday alie te Rowery Yortety *Semlay '

sehen (he me: Wil rereive communion |

at (be early masers. aed bedt their regwer

; Month's meeting at the close of the after (: ,

' Deon sere. !

intent death

The erkers were
sty &, AST Wore.
1, Drecominger i309 Taw, Freoa
James -6. prom, Uae h :

Decree of. Beparation. ~ ue
Mex. Margaret«S. Bruce haw’ obdtatuc.!;
@ derree of ration from her husband.’
Victor H. Brace, spd was awarded the!
misteds and control of the daughter, ;
victoria. The decree was granted py 0°
bork, ant was
county clerk's other gn
jew R. Kreidler was attor-
Broee: BAYER TS bbe: red

; Friday: Char
} new for-Mre..

: Ready-to-Wear Buyer Makes

by as ee ae

Aloysius

The sanen}
fold will he
thu oy Pie

Circle Cloves Segson.

Korhester's new department atere,

Guild Plans May Party, |‘ Ryan. who was for tes yearw with |

the J, Aw mtore of}
; Utien, &. Y. Coming to: Rochester Miser
May narty of St. Atevemes! Ryan became connected with the Woe,
helt in the Genesee Sauer’ bam H. Campbell Co. in the ready to. |

¢ 0" lock.
S?. Nleyeiize
” “day afterneers
t pew’ . foltsew{
alt the wor roe

With (be pelive sad indiceted

ee CL nat. Citrate ter

pilig - @ thowsend

OP women ait:
Mee, Wal +.

Maret tee.

WSs = at f Wear department, and ceatiaued ow with?
: : tthe Freeimes Ca.. when that @rm tank
up wil Meee - on Tears.) control of the Campbell Cn Her loag
AL the gephan as:lum, The | experience with women's wearing ap-|:
*) pared vives asmuyance to women of eh-

or
Sey afterncen,

Doig
friewds' ior thy mew mere—Adv.

reselty 0 on

qual-

style, in

SOeeeeetal siges: the aed: is jizmeghin.

of the body wader the

OBrien -was abot” twice.

aes =

L oeleck. Is the: moretng. Macemler =i
the highweywam Were &. whabl, aniform |
‘feed. ease yt @ rorelver: Tee crvndyeer!
—— ameunt of money, wh’:
rome ta) tye

er ween, Xe, 61
Greed svenve

Apri be pnt en lawrence Kash. No.
apets po—fleene of L. ¥ Heind), Ne. 423
Tee Sas tv. C. Deininger. No.
| 348 Barringtue street
tana Na. 2 Roun otreet.

Kllsabeth Meere. ,
Ne 17) Groné anvane.
2X Campbell de, :

one Pa slosse-et. Jame MeNaaey. Ne. wu"

he me —Tiewne of of Witliam Milander, Xo.

‘16 Gppeane: thang: the’ pale were their unt-|

ductor, im the Federal treet yards at about

Mere. Wiliew-te Howe

atny ¥

Be alepted and. sent tw the + tam of ‘thelg!
tobe friend. .

exercises wik- be bled ia” ;
Cathedral this _ aftervope | at ia oslo

{

s nuhter. Margaret:
Vee emi Pocer J. op Artem. sot tee
eisters, Mere Willam o speftemt, of New
Orweus and Mre. CRaries Guselcer, “ (dia:
etty. 7

('Reien ts the &fth tuewier of the Po |
Thee Decortment to meet a \fteat degtt
tm the aiecharze of duty. The ethers were
Los SGomaelnghager, July & sid: Wr.
! tam: 1 OO Netl], Decemier 2°) lew, Prana
| Fees, Miv 19% UML: Jawes “¢ 'pton. Vanh
‘an, yee

Uptes act rien were } at rey, te of.

‘

font
| Aceves, selected beviuse of thee pereonal!

ane e'it-atiens, their superter Ulerpiiae ami
“charecter, Urls tact tragic affale pedabiv
will result tm aa omer rat two motorsele
men he sent oat of _bergiary ase,

‘CATHOLIC SOCIETY MEETINGS |

Apeil D—Heese of E. F. Ingerseil. \+ : St. Aloyxius Guild Plans
~) St.
vx May parsy.! tb

Circle Closes Season.

The annval May party of ft. Aleyaine
Galld will be hel? in the Genesee Valier

{

er ede No-Big-Maeix—

; The Imet obs in eek, from. these burgisries,

LeCompte went ever the complaint book
the police: and: indiceted al! the’ bor
the valve

wiht
eaid. of’: ah the ‘Test a ef ss
feeqa?

divide (he proceeds mynaliy & te-bnewn

ei chet the: sent a gokk watch Jn.spe-XNemr-

bemee aad that {t wns dispengd of in Nef .

vas the Ingersoii bume a y even
He vblete, vome umlerweer ant clothing
wore wesw. On Fridey night liyett wore
@ pair of trousers stolen from the lege ree!
heass,. The reet of the artivies taten frow
thet nega bead were found vin Le. *

wes cual, ladecd, fer the ftak Incurred

Kao He and Myatt "bat agreed” '>

1 dob on Lied a ate , ws = a

2 O'eloek. }
Ne. Sjeywige tulip wil meet on Thare t
‘lay afiecwewa at th? orphan assluiwa. The |
tmUguing women si). sere Are. Cathe
tine Rhtines, Mes. Tr Deagnerty,

; Lay “will preside. 4
Mt. Ftisabetli's Serial Citrle closed tte
, $8288. 08. Moddag, Apri! Det with s sorter
mecling. —Mex.'— 4 “taut etpliined the!
wurt sevomplished, the diBeultiee ever-
rogue aul the necessity of aa Emergeney
Teme. . More (fan « thowend: articfée
were made during the season, which wee!
cvusidered the wweat successful stace the |
orgunisailoe of the circie. Luachess wes!

ao oe So
a + ore -
we revelrer

vob

tenn

~ wi ak detee_: ~ = es be wel

> | strte all ‘ithed. Rimer, pdr the bere et,

ae Sharpe sed Special Officer Lindner
Mare articles were. . found in LeCompte’s
; peoed that telonged ty Me komwes.
After declaring that liyatt wees

— Le arrte went on te sag. tbat he
wee qucer fw eene wate. 7," told ble

{ Seideore ther he bad to “wat him np”
=.

“got

ol: wien.

& wane! Didw't Like Worke-Savs ‘Pat.
i wang to were te ‘fte dide’t Ihe to

gt all. sats Te
1} teangte: Mite fase hae to have fon a"!
i peewee kidding geome
= au s, Ti
‘tem, But Le wse awfully tet neatet = He
t peed te lie fn bed mornings, aad foen ge
down town ta 9 show. After tat we
* would go out and 46 @ fab,”

+ Helle? wee frit. gr ga the Police

i arvived im areca avenue paar after the
| ceecting hoger: ‘bat Iron deintiod with

isd by | Rermeens. earge WMeinmilier ta srarrh “few

perebenipneedlijers

i Mpibeem, ef the. Univer
ty Gogans mation feet bo sian had so
tered the Gurnee te wee
sad later in.the sighs

Rogie hase

Lise. | (he “aylt-bee burgiere’’ im the Uerena eve-

ane session inst uight, The sheming --
eucved abont 8:28 a'clerth A few. minutes
aftee the report af the bargiary reach!
the Waiversits avense sation Tieiner
eatiet op the sigtion fog Mrcnctions

so the Lavets
‘weun soon. Lind
Bets sad Rowdeaa atreete amt ached te Le.
jy aveare The motusisi's
OL ad ‘ts ae ond he livee in Websites
Ste drove tindaer to tigrean avenge. s+!
tladner pertied te theme t+o-eoe@ Hi gatt ina,
ent co. phe Front paren. (bewngh thy grass ©
im che ered « iindece saw the fus: itive tren
aut nz. ffe gare wrege. pat after coiling

Shere s burgies hed

+ om ‘ mp Gted ope shut im pe di--
‘tee? iter the erre-s. if wae thws!*
fdadnes fed woended. iyatt, a0.) snused

tp Gall. Jtyeit clare declared. bo

Ee Viteee abet him
D Beton Boordat! Ptsyer.

¥ WAitieg verved ‘ase fermen wid
te Centre? presue, for & year previ

his sppeistwent to 120 Patiee pees

alanis be wae obretber inJaw te Cap
’ tabe Seba &. Bleiters, of ilege ‘2 He we»

Tales reine bg
hy ah bars -polvemes wee eels bnnee' tr;
& member bd the

Lieutonray tr Kose Mreeted hing te hurry

stepped 2 iacteriat at,

o* wean

bee Map 1. i164, any wae escisnes'

Two Pecerat-Preevers ‘Thken South]
by Rochester Deputies.

‘Under charge of Thomas F, Moran.’
leputy United States marshal, and Wart,
K, Angevine, of the Departmret-ef Ji

= een tury ee left Roches
ter last night on thete way to pretense,
where they wilt eevee thete erntencen, |
The men were Edward Leteci., of Hof. ;
fale, azo 43. whe use arntenced te tee);
seare in the Federet Deleon fm Atinnta. |.

.
t

stabeig.ia all woak Every bit of taille

| ae cerric e.

Deeree of- Separations.
Mex. M N. Bruce has
a decree of ration from her hnxband. }
Victor H. Bruce, av) wae awarded the!
custody and cratrel ef the daughter.
\ Victoria. The decree was granted by
| Justiee Adulph J. Rodeabeck, ant was
entered in the county clerk's othce on
Friday. Charire R. was attor
pew for Mra Brece:- - -

—_
Ready-to-Wear Buyer Makes

ttorbiner’s ew departmest stere, hes
pareneed the services of Mise Margaret
. Ryan, who was for tea years
J. A. Reberts department store of
Uties, SN. ¥. Coming to Rorhester Migs} -
Ryan became coanected with the “WB- i>.
liam H, Campbell Co. im the reedy-to-
em
the. Freedman Ca, when that Grm took
enatrot of he Campbell Co. Her leag
experience with women’s weeritg bs
parei gives gasurence to women of o's

“apie waaes Fae womteny |
Kvery Paull's style ic q winner, every

ing le done in out own shops.by cur ows
® workmen. In short every gar
meat: we sell is ace Mgh in etic. in qual-
ity and ig: weekmanship and-all of this
comes to you fer less monary than ony
other store ia Rochester berause we heop
quality high aad prices low by

“~~ Curd ef Thanks,
Mire. M. Kaen and faml'y thank friends

for thetr as Roere Fo
ment.

Ga, for Brow Dee te > tee
org, of Newark, ‘hn wee seatenie:) in
ene year in the Haitimore pealtentiiry

for reretving atalen property.
—

nie:

‘Puplis to Give Plane Reclts!,

A plane revital wae given en Thurs.
day evening bé the papile of Mice Lacreita
Irlee.t in the asembly hall ef Labe Ave
nae ftaptiet Chere The falleatag pupils :
tunis part: Frenk Ieeny, Siethel (lars, :
Warhet (tart. Manrice Susree Garah Zim-
merman, Frauria Haber Netelic Price, Eve
ie Meyer Millte Kigernmh, Hotem Tues °
Fine Ruares, Virginia Ge'es, Verna
| Minges, Vinlet Mr'ap, Revert Simmermes.
Iteien Mairt. Mariwa Gillies. Jate Vee Vien.
Kether Ssiventes, Joueqtine Vice, Mary
Vnrres, ticorpe Mielke, Vea Heeideuh sad
llerman Bech, ,

or”.

“Cathelies te etd Card Party

& ecard party. on> eof tue ret ef tre
post Eeren e.iecisinmeets. Sill be alven
tn tee bed of the (hum: of the Rice
Sa frament fe mores etening Mane prises
wii be sieen-2 the wlapere et pear anil
fre bowtised§ Hefteskmeptre wil? he torved,
so! eo vicweetzs wilh ples” An afering
‘yy wefrey tre -etremes of the part, eal”
ta ebay

@ 'aaeD a,

e Cottractors Win: x.

a Azwlet for 99497 wae erante} Har

Kevtbers (ontractars, by Jeice fo

Laepn M. Feeigat the comctgsion of the tres:

+ of these sult agent Mery J Feat Ger on
etamtizg bile eity Vegeroe repecsm:

“et the ploieri fy ‘ .

.
es

Captsis “pmith to speek.
teptae Aribar Fo Bed, of Company
B erm Iofentey. Tw-et: seremrm fries
cum. eel be the .prinnpel spreader at the
\ weekly’ iverheon of the Rimene Cieh tc
merree ewe bw the llete: -senere. Ma or
Or. | rreterich » our$m « dae promises te at

, special Bite vd.
| a Sapply Co. 215 Nao sivect enst, up

Dresamaking. ;

Bont, Ot and tnetrnet youn waking |
your tdresees, Why act bring your gvods!
ts Mtes Janet rows, Seo He 1:
building? Adv, Ne i
Mereesised Creye. i

8.000 yards trst quality crepe, suitable,

fur dresses ge well es millinery, Very!
The Ree Hive Millinery |

eae Might.--Ajv.

Untrimmed Bata
le Lsege, hemp, milan. baie bre‘da and
malines is black and aH the wanted eul-
ore. Se, BIB. G1. te 4.45; worth
me than dauble. The Ree Hive Mi!-
Unery and Supply Co.. 314 Main etrest
east “up one Hizb. -Aais

_——---—-- Qe

Cuiléren'’s Hats.

te, 61.65, FL. CI. la meebroom.
Pree roll bn aysyles. ou tale for ail
ages: ia aft epee - e..
lipery and Suppiy Co.
east, up one Gight ent:
81.28-—Loox. Fisbermen—31.88.
AN Gest clase eter! reg tapy loogih) or
vid Penns piekol plated reel only |

Let-us thew you. Acrwe Seles]
ms Main «treet cust. - Adv.
wo Wale strect coat.

—o=_-— _eo—

216 Main street |

§
Sis
oe.

i
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5

Photo Printn ai Repenaiemmarness FE
3° want the beet proto primes or
ev.argements mede it will pay yuu to
Letng your wors here, We bave the

meoieorn plass. eapert epereturs end
every LarOtty foe bigh-leas wor. Tele}
“4. the place te uny @ aadeh. comeza,

higs Sire ps or anything la photo mp!
pies Berzens Drug Muace, US04 Mais
j Street wont. epgivate Hoiek Rechener,—-

ch AND- JANKBOWSKT,: elec

|
" ~ oe ae 1
. . x
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«

mR. OF. oO ABVAR
ATT

sited Sing Sing (Clinton)"on May 28," 1920.

PRICK TWO CENTS

'PLOTTINGTO> =:
REGAIN CONTROL ——-

MARIE TUCC] IS
| FOUND GUILTY
Of Manslaughter for the Kill-
ing of Her Stster—Will Be
Sentenced en June 7 4

(Sum Herald By ame gia)

New York, May 37, 31°50 om --
Maria Tuest wee found guilty af man-
steughter in the fret degree tealight ¥
by @ jery in qvoctal sresime before \ Cae ane
Judge Nott, which had heard trial nt
for the murder of her sieter Mra Aa-
uviina (unt! ta thelr tenement heme

Have Jankowsky Lead the!
in CA Weet Huowsenta aireet lant Marek.

W. Pay Ex. The jury reached the verdict afier de

treme Penalty for. the Bare} Uhereting for eleven houre ast thicty
“4 der ef Charles Gunter minuicn Jmige. Nitti sauouared: {hal

he would sentence the girl ow June Tf,
oo (Sun-Herald Syndicate)

RETRIEVED LOSS

Upward Trend of the Market
Liberty Bonds Show a
/Slaght Advance im Price.
iis Life New York, May T— American Weol-
on retrieted Ite besa before the end of
the Mret how, when demand for olle
, land equipameats terned the wmarket’s
cuerse upward, Povia becume active
Qa motor specialties, sino fuod, chemb-
‘eat and tebacvo lasnea, Bosch Mag-
neté ruse six pointy Nallowal Aniline
4%, Terret 8% and food prudects 3
Ioternational Duper alse making @
substantial advance. Mexicun Fer
rulepus Was_airongest of the eile anu
American Car pose with Baldwia Dard
comotive, Before noun ralis began te

Sel oe Slat ihe toe)

é
z
E

i > -
PO Ca Pw

-
:
=

Warden Hod Arranged to

—Dervid Harria, a
aipihe sate prison
d blited yesterday
ig Aedrew Froilts-

BA Paseo, Twras May %1.—Preabdent
Carransa come ty bie death while

m {he bad attacked
tiget in the ensued
Freisheim shot in
@ coavict had beat-
4 with the chisel
? an hour after he
km Heacoz, prison
i wpee him immed-
Aing, but the hullet
pot and the injured
eaalning coascivus
euffering from ia:
ad back, is confined
, Bae Mtg condition

“ woner, with
James Losmer and
aings, conducted au,
2 affair toaight and
eyewitnesses ty tbe

row'll get me” [lar
9 sheoted as be at-
for the third time
a Gght lastud negriy
a other Inmates of
je eubdae the en-
assist the guard.

aim's wory of his
borne. out by the
er employes of the

&% whee Ilarria Orsi
Captaly Frol(sbolm
sojgeibing ‘m pls eye
10 the hoeplial which
anted.”
snteered, information
ad\beog troatod and
wery had peen takea
a which the hoapital
us beck to duty,
arn te the enamel
a bow he felt nnd he
purty anewer*, tlo
“] thought nothing
sd to my Geek: It
laieg When the con-
14 parted the fight”
im the shop tell how
without warning, on
cu, threwing him (a
dng him la thé head
{ imped ta the
I -Marris off
: ) was getting

pick wp, Boathera Pacitic, Nending aad
miner issuce beading. ; y

sponser 16 extenalve buying at @&-
trveaw gains of 1 te sine 3 per creat
Call Raney was wochanged at @ per
cent. ;

today were 3'4s 01.00: Gree és 8800
secund 40 88.10:
second 4s G490; third 4Ks
fuurth 4%9 87.00; Victory a%s 96.38;
Victory 4

WILL DELIAND

tapes stumbled to
thia time Harris waa

Liberty Hon{s made Impreesive

Prices of Liberty Rents at 11,55 9. m

first 4%s 87.50;
80.02 ;

8 out,
eee pemeeran

VOTE OF CONFERENCE

QOesiaing, N. Y. May 37—Declaring
they welcomed the ead, Leo Jankowsal
and Walter Levandowskl, two nich and
friendices wretches,. were all prepared

aight (Thursday) to be executed be-
fore midaight (nthe prisons electric
chair. ‘ “ ; ‘

Ortgiaally Lorandowsk! agreed te ge
to the chalr last because his herves
are in better shape. After supper to

in Bing Ming's teeth house late te :

night he induced the warden te change
the program aod bet him, Levandowsal
go fret. Levandowssl stil! hualsted toy
night that Jankuwaky bs innocent and

show that he needed help ta saw the
bars and that le why he made Jankows

Premier Milerand’s Policy in,

Agreeiag to Fix German in-

demnity to Be Reviewed ia

French Chamber :
(Que-Herald Gyndieate)

Paris, May 2t+-Premier Miulerand’s

policy inwegreciig to fx a total sum
of the indemultipe Germany must pay
to the Allies wil] come under a search

Ing and probably a scathing review ja
‘he Frence Chamber ef Deputies te
worrow, The Premiér will dewaad a
vote of confilence on his measures to
make the treaty an effective insirw

ment and ta cullget the debt Germany
owes to France at the same time ask-

ing the Chamber to give him full sw

*horitgy 4a eurry pegotiationa bet-

New York, Muy 27—Two hours after
the farts were \ald before the grand
jory, 17 year-old Kina Menaing of No,
408 Malin street, Vatersan/ N. J. was
exonerated of wurder, pie.shet anid
killed her husband, Henry Mensing,

srew meveral big iron tast Munday morning,

sim Frettsheim, Bitting

Brvakfast was ready she tuld the

a the teuates caught police afterwant, and she wiabel to

be tere himself looser
oe

aptalg Froitsheim fo
deciared hie intentios

‘ ween rowrh

iwaken, her husbayd. Bewlug 8 Fe
‘olvee that she though was emply,
ae took it and went to bis, hed ol
arouse him by the click of the hatm-
But the pistol Was loaded and

inet.

kl bolp him under threat of death.

“Let me go first ineteed of last a8
you have arranged,” said Levandowssl,
“] want te give Jankowexy all the time
T can in the Rope something may yet
he dune to save him” so warden Lawee
arranged te bet Levandowskl die first,

Their aly was not ene of bravade,
They were simply lndifferent. Weal
from (the ravages ef tuberculosis
which, they bad been afficted fut
mouths, beth unfurimnates asacriod
they were giad te die aad have (helt
physica! and meatal torture ever with,

“] was never so happy ia my life"
paid Levandowssi to an allendaat.

“But haven't yea any relatives te
leave beblad you thiak of?” asked the
allendant. , foie ‘ t

“rhe only things I feave behind”, re

od Levandowsxt, “are two shista tn
a dry fa’ Brovklyo”, Home one
suggested to Jgnkowaky that Governur
Bmith might grant a last minute re
prieve on account. of thelr poor health.
“What's the use” replied Jankowaky.

Levandowssl apd Jankuwsky were
convicted of billing Charles (unter, &
keepwr while prisoners ja Duunemora
tate Floepital. - They were trying to
eocape, aceording to the prusecutiuu,
Jwvandowak! atill stuck this evening ta
bie statement made somellowe ago to
Major Luwes, the warden, that Jan-
kowseby was gulug to idle Invocent of
the crime. . Levaudowabl aduitted his
owy guilt. jut It was only hia three!
to kil) Junkowsky with the aqme tn-
struiuent he slew the becper that ti.
potled Junbowsky to saw. the prison
hoepital bam. ‘The courts however, re
fused to take cogniannce of lovanduws
ki'e coufesaion, even, though i was
ratio mene atte he reached the death
huuse fant winter.

—Peeplty thee weal. physical coudt-
Hlon, (he two prisuners displayed a ra-

venous-appetite a(mthelp last miwal,
ed ..

pointed te bis ewan erlinpbed orm te;

STARTED BY CHAIN STORES
Babel of Representative of De-
i ef Justice That

Reflects Beginning . of
End of High Cost of Living

(un Hore id 4a)

Mew York, May 37 chain of food
sterea in Hreoklyn end Long liand
announced today a sweeping reduction
m prices would be sade fo-morrow.
According te (hé announcement frean
oage will be sold at 49 qvate a degen)
best coffee at 87 cents @ pound; best
butter af 10 cwnts a pound, aad while
granulated sugar at @&) conte per

poand, Koei ae ;
Arvin W. Riley, special agent ef the
department pl justice, to whom attef
ney General Palmer has delegated the
werk ef ferreting out profitvern in this
city, expressed confiidace today (dal
the fecent decrease ta wheireale foud
peices woon woyld be refectpd in the
rotall markets, Myr, Biley kod bovw th
copsultation the last wees with fhe
greea vegwiahle merchants and fhe
heads af chain grovery stores With a
view of bringiag duwn prices.

ated
(Qua-Horald Syndicate)
Albany, May J1—-Abeut GU nites te
sane whe are being cared fe ln tue
tnatitutions uf thie tale al 4 coat of
gxw,uuy a year, will probably be de
ported with QUUD allen lnewne Ju thie
cuuntsy which the United states ie
reau of Juuuigration ary planning tp
send back to Murope. A repreacntailye
of the Bureau conferred with the state
huepiial cunnnlaston fortey cornrecwrndad
the allen tusane in publle tuethutend
leo this Miate.~
The evtuling of (hare paogla hack to
theis bume cuuntrivg will greatly be
love the vrvercruwde | rundittuas of the
New York huapitals

making plase fur the recwiery of his
pewee, iu bad never giten up dope
of regaiaing cuntred ef the cveairy aud
would have pefused the safe comiu:t
ef the reyelutionisis if he had pevety od
Mt. Thie wae the sistemrat made te
tay b Vella Ruaquilly fucmer mayo?
ef Jimines, whe wee with (usraaae
dering the Greg week of hie Bight on
hie arrival here frum Mexico.

Benee Renquiile declared Previ-iens
Carranaa Bad quit Maaire tity om jhe
evening ef May @ taking @ traia bead
ef gull balliva and Usyerumvel Gere

moantaine ef FPuckia entabiice bead
quarters theve gad cumluct a campaigy
te pecever the guverament from tia
Otregenising, Reperta that Obregue
e@icera whe were luprisesed by ibe
executive ia Meslco (ily were eserut
ed were denied by Ruaquille whe said
the risumere Werw taboo
peveidvat and eubsvyesotly fiwated.

A rene ef the old waite eaved hie
fee a time and bot tus the civtuar
stances Which cnused bie death, Raw
quille dectared tag agod warrtur would
bare peccwedhd in excaping Thin wae
em the morning of the fyarteruia be
paid, Ketowing that the revoluiimisia
weuld raew theif attach af duce
Geese! Murguia erdvred af) civilined
to heave the tralian. Later the civilaee
and mwet of the truqe were onicred
te start afuud to the Lilike fowe of Bae

secd and captured by the revesetiet
tte, Carmnse and Sve hendred sarah
rymen had gaee sowih be the thee

| Micholes ranch, ata miles away, :

Vera Crea May 37.—Retel fterves
commanded by Peltz Lins end aporet
Ing slang the cuast of tha state of
Vera (res near Maygile are combining

remaining bezel te the Currenaa get
ernment eccemtiag te advices recetved
here Ag jot there lp ne oficial cu

nounced some time age he had abaw
duned ble epposition te the Carraaas
gorcfuaweat and that he wished te
lave the couairg. Mo far an hacwe
be baa not departed and peperte state
he has tukon aivantage of the tact
he has mot been puresued. abd has re
considered bie weolutinn fe quit bien
he. Au caret for tas to aald ty be
te the prucees of furmaiion af Se
anita, .

oy ee
“a Po crimy onny CATE

meets, lie planted te ceraye ta tie -

wie ea >

with other rpbets nad the ivecps sill

Armation of thie repert, [Nas af.

ta Marta, while jhene trust Bere pare ae

+ -¥ “i

£
4%

PEF

=
of ees
met

ceneml to
after the . springing (of the
Riimpons and donee premicanced
on dead, apd hin lady wee lowered
wad taken charge of by Cotertoker
FA. Camady. It wae pinced Ine renewal
coffin, with saver trimmings, and bearing on
the lid a ali ver plate ine ribed

the most un-

. Ptorm-—that of
*

Jack

Vittait ta

Wareh i4
Aged yor

The certificate of ieath a then xi
after flankine his deputies for
conrtesies-extendbal thes, th «e who bal beod
the witness ¢f the
in Oneida County k heir homes, tear
ing with then: the pret f a brave and re
pentant. man, who with los Ife expiated bis
taking of the life of anvtiys

. ew ry j nd
+ Ving med And
or the
Metcalf,
1g been
reniict of
after-
the sani
tw the
ow York
tetion of
dewree
ftor af
fon, and
‘Termuner
it the naad
brder hav
Oyer and
ounty, in Pah 0Fey, CR
stay of noaunes?. On berng acevto Mr Neet
that it bad teem dele! met tortie
information Tt is believed, lwiwewer, tha
the remains will te taken te Any
and placed in the cemetery ther

the Stari! ar

m by Ranging

The Bois
The Iwaly of Virgit Jackoo, will be tormet
by 0 idertaker Cas-ate to oy
Norton, Jackou's fr tal Mire
Sewtt, sister of the dew! man Where iter
be interred or what arrangements have leery
or will be nude for the f

over

lew thar

e's Uenutre

The Sheriff's t(ertificate

The certificate of Sherif? + beer
mel Jac k- execution waa comluctet accord > te
purruant | together with the signers (
uired inte \ belivw .

mm am int- Btate of New York, Count:
dered thet | 1 Thomas Wheeler, pier Tt «/

made on | cieida, a eertify tha
of March, | the commands of a warrant

$47. M. | and delivered, bhave exe
ingtl Jaek- | oe the Court of trver and

Why the | gad for the County of Ur
of Oneida, | day of March, 0. upeu
P there | that in the exeeutiim thet
therets, I tid, om the Teh
Th, between the howe ci ? oF
morning atl 2a che k inthe atter
an inehewure mlpaaing the (primo f .
County of Onetia, at Vues N.Y . hang: the

Jackson
ner tu

hereby

is List day

te he
fT, marci

,
document. | said Virg:! Jacke by the neek wits be wae | t

cnging to | dead

That the said execution was wifnemet
reading, | the off iais, phyBenem ant itete wt
though the | nanweare hereusite sabaeritesl wpon rryt
ot @ magn of | tom to then to be present, lo witness «|
D At the | of we, the undemiynest officumis
im, with @ | and citizens have bereunts: sale
han! aad } names mx weil as thie sand
yanhy saki iteials. physteans an
pre | to the truth of the mat
is Deputy | foregoing certificate tt
mugh to ask | | @t the jail mn. the «

pbs

ving been
_ cunsest>
henmcdicng |
wm, Kev
tt

Grou A. Noaton

Growers Fotaen, TW. Mibront
CwHakues BE Ware, WOO J ges

J 1 Srewarr, HO Jot, MD
sD. Pow rhs ALK Simaove M

No Discoloration.
nute after When the black cap war remot
ding in tet wore ae quirt look, « faint trace € thie

tre of the | pret! alsiiit his meth, and there way neither

y mn”

cruel beam,
bileeted maar

diseolorstion or agne ofany pain, T
was not bruiws] nor the feel tern or wes $
and there were few who would hare
mised from looking at that tf
re that the murdur of Norton Metcalf bad beeo
de jon | reugel
wee ee
y why the |
you aball j
!

“old, st ‘

Kuccutions in Oneida County.

The bistory of Oneida County « onrepates
pot @ few to the list of the crimes of the Em
clear Wice: | pare State, pat ite list of exemstions in tion re

| During the days when, under the carly

a farewell | @olomual rule, the old Dutch pa rooms were

htly to one | the powers that be, the cance when of the vid

pow bade | Mo-aic law of an eye for an eye -* life for s

‘an be | life—eo for as can be barne! were fow

The first murder reconied was that af
Pylvia Wood-Brown, who was convicted of
the killing of her husband tp the town of Aw

man
Barte aad

that the |

fatter: ALY mt ye |
tray [ry i

:
|
;
|
|

| the iatter part of it, Jacksem pr wed im arated - ;

The aereution af Clement Arthur Pay
ehickh eecarred but littl over s
wus the inet, ntl be otal! familiar to toe rod
oot Te Onneeven

‘ upra i (gare tre
rt ae y , , 7 meee |

com of wine
Tinos W emtwertss,
the pov eres dere
His Pamiiy, j © it et '
Virgii Jacke was the only ea of «
abl aristcrafié family. HKeared ia

he siwed to the saud, allowed his

bonury

rtm oot

run riot, apd today reaped a bitter harvest

Tn isi? he wae marrie! tf) am etimaide aod “ ree eee eo

han tree ing ity. For years te wee, at ! ne ‘ La irom KW. Jarrett, won by Lee, ownnd
ii, Glas, | Gee.

vast toatl appearances, x respes ted rretde at . i _ pas . * y bed
ef the villag@, end it wae oot until Ure on ; : ; shin r . "

dinen Bad Leen Deen, bor to bam that bis : . Myer © : W sterviiie.
lewing Tietaine a opear that bis wike, dis a, Marck 4
graced and
vim aad weured a divorce
are) 1 abt pote bere ard | +

Warenti

hebomored, brought suit mageinat |

Jacke thet Le

aine an «4iteurt ‘
5 beets

t ¢ j
amaranth irae Thy nf os

row wan Min, Me iit wife of
Mis, Jie kocita suampenitedd Cant the
ke were bot all}

. freocdeint, aml prodably will
hoteath a and ele thom.
teteoy, won hae Von te Ont
the pet winder etl peters
y late Lew ceports Biemowkl
toe th

park of Senger tek, Marshall end
towne inet at Grange Hall Tuesday
rei matters A report of
id at Hebiwieviiie, was

PE anand ere
‘ ‘ Ypertet r
taafter mm ng people Suwtay

ifel (ean, Bue binge Prone tthe

ef Whew

eNenert't & 1 hide, apenh
we k in ans

, A K Eastman, wed the quee
thet were reed and dieceinged jae
uanner A very interest.
mittee ayers See 4 Si} * was thee
peat tae: Hy Mroveny Keay. Sot Ae! i Patens,
f Madiem Uni enity, | C Dairy Conmiadéner ST) K Krowa, A
Moh mu Heep ay eritten by Mr D BL Peck and
kotwart Mo Sie Frankie Locke) eae bstemed te

Gi, Ui -Aileren. Mh, | pleasure by those present Bilow apd

lo meturday | soe have been disused at several of theaw
meeting gad a deep interest in Hhis matter

fewtenl aod the paper by Min
Hresa was pertinent that it rmeoetved par
atthe azeof ) tistlar ete nto @ thin paeeting A lerge
hhatberdisy Uke Wroeim attend:

fe peerret

(iiftowre. Lattin
amd aetomitt

ovitation

Jackeay wae a large Bnely built m

whit
wheres Ms

et an

pons, and wanal

* Ears
‘heli 2

Death of Alfred A. Marrts,
jeath of Alfred A. Harrie

woreeret lant

a me

verning at hisresidence | 1 ‘

ty street. effor an Ulness of w memth

W co. Hew-tw inl FDP. Bigelow and tr
cole Wile left here Senday evening tur
trip te Plurwla
Leen Prag agent for the Data -

Hv wasn qatiac and efficient badinews cain, Of

wah CHatect and emiuteritiy trustworthy

} tie het let

| ww lao inate AO Woetern Kartread | ¢linten.

f tie Pretteca cd the Village ot tlm
sued. Ft appears from tt
tlw past year fron all
at your, wore
ear BS

reeik t Ma wh yeast the decenm-!

mm een Altrest, thine brett oet pels

ati: Jereraalt, Wille 4 . afer
« ed Mim Fatinde v¢ balance Trot
onal ir mg
trewurer of the kard of
sa AN

f New York,

_ ee
tieath of Mra, Bath A.
Mere. huth. A. Budong
Maret 14
eld ancl texpectent, 4

» hand of the
nner &
i ek Wny

ware at

vy thie grounds, BOG death, pexparkts ry ler eas A Wort

sritvereal
} t j Fis
K ‘ fut ry he t A aes ’ et itaod D ter (Tame of
Chapter Hoga on Ube Hill yoo
r of Mra Attorney

taughter, Jamie,
Ney became (right.
milf Ue reanieace
t hen street. thie morn
ote su Uie cily @aa t the recor ff ‘gettuig to (he
! _ where be was puruadet to
The bah remained right witle
idamace was dou save aiow cute

” Of ther hee

The Wijbrd tHeuse, which bas heen vacant
sino the departure sd Worst & Hubbard, will
by @ Me Showtnsser, of

< reve ation |
souite aryl butter
Jmueksown ate beertily

what He ale

* iia strength as to be
* Angels are with
The

a large it

eis my pomre |
aramid Ler epernuk wrote

tha representative Wwhaspent Hie ewer if iy relean

Among

a thar. jail t B vat ie | nee have? ‘ pathy of

sentatives of

eh and tte

CSM terrae Miry
ter, basket ant fare wes
f ao sister

Corpse Veterans Organize,
Ro Aten, WM Rtorrs, Pgbert
Everts, PF Bulger, EL. Men
riing Was Miller and M. Me-
biting « ner a man . ined re 4 t fe ni of he}
mae a a fash yon in

ft way that
’ theg
wen be reopened
Hiuntvon, N.Y
It wan *
Storts New Hartford.
Clack Charkes Tebtete, of Neve Hartford, bas re
1 amt Man- a ork are, which wae obtained.
betta -h the generauty of Morgan Butier
amt, 6 mi al apm Berinty af New Hartiora at
incarceration, pecs Urine we t gama eag® was te ha gp a tbe
a airy Themes B. Chores!
for five years to
\ ineeting of tle New York be romle to take up
tion of Hardware Jo borers was bes Chow teciettes P awe:
}iutterfield Hons at nom 1 uy
Depoty Burke's buil dog Swipes (es getting Hobert Dearthy, of Ny ractee, 1
to be a regular bank cer he can cet | Atwut 25 menihers of the Awomiatien were | Tle if (etemry M. EK
hold of w néekel he proceeds to chew it fof ® ) present, including some from Butalo, Ruch- | Charch, wax teadered 9 donation by the oom
while apd then swallows it Ho far as knowt | este, Myrncumt, Albany, Troy, Binghamtoa ~ church parlors last evening
; hg, MF Ae . gregation at tl
peg heme ran og - ay sogeenanag — | and Fimira. On!y matters pertaining to the A pleneng pro regeoe of restiethome, staging
die . 5 : | interwets of the jubbors were dixcumed At | and instruuental fe ous, The
propume to draw um bins
het procends were ‘The Willing

paris, tell: lost
‘ Line
Mai me ie rgnuire, amt Capt
nvite }
| Was cidetet President a \

Dering the past few +
haa recerpvet alemt 4%

fewtelned ths

wus t
was an Looj «mel 5
heed to sem rep oeets. mint
number were acdnilttet

j us
woe Juchim vn burg ’
: retiaty . Mesws Th

ue for Bet ‘ i | Secrets rs Te

Side he

Thee
Wibhers

wimener, He tn ampectaily grateful te 5 eriits
Wheeler and Bato neior, Deputies Burke Me
Kd waine, W hewior and Hartinan, Mrs Wheeler

and the iadiew comprising Mra Wheelrt’s
Diseeemods bed

Maraware

suate

the ob peat bane.

Te termer execotions it haa been customary | 9 echo the Utica hardware jobbers enter-
tor the witnesses to the hanging to march taped the visitors at diumer. Workers had charge of the supper solu,

let ac piece erngnayee atheeetie eR

Pe cence Net eR SNR

ee Semmens 3

Bie: ge.

GI MEMORANDA. [Vol. 228.

igh ds

Tur PrEopLe OF THE STATE oF New York, Respondent,
v. Leo JANKowskKI, Appellant.
(Argued March 19, 1920; decided April 13, 1920.)

- Appran from a judgment of the Supreme Court, ren-
dered December 11, 1919, at a Trial Term for the county
of Clinton, upon a verdict convicting the defendant of
the crime of murder in the first degree and from an order
denying a motion for a new trial.

Roy R. Richard for appellant.
Harold A. Jerry, District Attorney, for respondent.

Judgment of conviction and order denying motion for
new trial affirmed; no opinion.

Concur: Hiscock, Ch. J., Cotzry, Hocan, Pounp,
McLavcuitn, ANpREws and Exxvs, JJ.

Tur WESTERN UNION TELEGRAPH Company, Respondent,
|v. Guy M. Gest, Appellant.

Western Union Tel. Co. v. Gest, 183 App. Div. 548, affirmed. 3

(Argued March 19, 1920; decided April 13, 1920.) herr

ApppaL from an order of the Appellate Division of =
the Supreme Court in the first judicial department, |=
entered May 31, 1918, reversing a judgment in favor of EE
defendant entered upon a dismissal of the complaint by
the court at a Trial Term without a jury and granting a
new trial. The action was to recover the amount of a
judgment recovered against the plaintiff by the city of
Louisville. The theory of the action was that the recovery
in the state of Kentucky against the plaintiff was for
negligence in the execution of work authorized by a
permit issued by the department of public works of the
city of Louisville to the plaintiff on the Sth day of Novem- cee
ber, 1917, for laying conduits and laterals and the con- ~
struction of manholes and service boxes on Fourth street, nes
from Main street to Broadway, in said city, which was ale
performed by the defendant under a contract with the
plaintiff, and that the plaintiff was obligated to indemnify ee
and save the city harmless from any and all damages =

a
J HR i eps 4s. «

— 7

N. Y. Rep.] MEMORANDA.

arising from the doing of the work or the occupancy of the
— alley or sidewalk, or the storing of materials, or
2 * ure properly to light all obstructions at night, ‘and
a the defendant was under like obligation t
plaintiff. ay
ade: L. Glenney and Bertrand L. P

Francis Raymond Stark
Fearons for respondent.

eltigrew for
, Joseph L. Egan and George H.

5 Mee ae se judgment absolute ordered against
nt on the stipulati 7] i
a eer, pulation, with costs in all courts;

Concur:
‘ ur: Hiscock, Ch. d:, CoLLin, Hoaan, Pounp
M cLavuGHuin, ANDRE S and ELKus JJ
W : .

Grorce I. Skinner, as Superintendent of Banks of the
State of New York, Respondent, v. CHartes M
ScuwaB et al., Defendants, and Pu@nrx Insuran
Company et al., Appellants. -

Reported below, 188 App. Div. 457, 469.
(Submitted April 12, 1920; decided April 14. 1920.)

x to dismiss an appeal, by ‘permission, from a
j 6% of the Appellate Division of the Supreme Court
es 1e first Judicial department, entered June 30, 1919
: sy sre a judgment in favor of plaintiff
: ian te ;
ms p ecision of the court on trial at Special

The motion was m
: ade upon the grou
exceptions were frivolous. ground that the

Samuel S. Koenig for motion.

Wiliam F. 8. Hart and Arthur M. Johnson opposed
Motion denied. |

pw
MEMORANDA. [Vol. 228.

necessery to take care of said fixed expense was $75,000.
Plaintiff claimed that there was due to him five per cent
upon $210,000, being the amount of the gross receipts of
the business less $75,000 alleged to be necessary to take
care of the fixed expense, and demanded judgment for
$10,500. The answer was a general denial with an
affirmative defense of payment.

George Edwin Joseph and Henry C. Quinby for appellant.

George Zabriskie and William E. Sims for respondent.

Judgment affirmed, with costs; no opinion.

Concur: Hiscock, Ch. J., Case, Coury, Carpozo,
POUND, CRANE and ANpDrews, JJ.

TuE PEOPLE OF THE StaTE oF New York, Respondent,
v¥. WALTER LevaANpowsky, Appellant.

(Argued March 9, 1920; decided April 13, 1920.)

APPEAL from a judgment of the Supreme Court ren-
dered December 17, 1919, at a Trial Term for the county
of Clinton, upon a verdict convicting the defendant of the
crime of murder in the first degree.

Roy R. Richard for appellant.

Harold A. Jerry, District Attorney, for 1espondent.

Judgment of conviction affirmed; no ‘opinion.

Concur: Hiscock, Ch. J., CHasr, CoLirn, Carpozo,
Potnp, CRANE and ANDREWS, JJ.

JOSEPHINE C. LOWELL, Respondent, v. Harriet T.
Winniiams, Appellant, In:pleaded with Another.

Lowell v. Williams, 188 App. Div. 701, affirmed.

(Argued March 9. 1920; decided April 13; 1920.)

APPEAL from a judgment of the Appellate Division of
the Supreme Court in the second judicial department,
entered May 17, 1918, affirming a judgment in favor of .
plaintiff entered upon a veidict in an action to recover for ©
personal injuries alleged to have been sustained by her ~
through the negligence of defendant. Plaintiff, while
riding as a guest in defendant appellant’s automobile, .

ae 4

N. Y. Rep.] MEMORANDA.

received the injuries complained of as the result of a
collision with a motor truck occasioned through the
negligent operation of the vehicle in which she was riding.
The principal question on appeal was whether the rule of
respondeat superior is applicable between master and
servant in relation to a gratuitous guest, invited by the
master to ride in a carriage or automobile purely as a
courtesy or kindness.

Joseph F. Murray, Irving W. Young, Jr., and Robert M.
McCormick for appellant.

Edward J. Byrne and Sidney V. Lowell for respondent.

Judgment affirmed, with costs: no opinion.
~ Concur: Hiscock, Ch. J., Coase, CoL_iin, Carpozo,
Pounp, CRANE and ANDREWs, JJ.

Tue PEopLe oF THE STATE OF NEW York, Respondent,
v. JOSEPH McCartuy, Appellant.

‘(Argued March 10, 1920; decided April 13, 1920.)

APPEAL from a judgment of the Supreme Court, ren-
dered May 5, 1919, at a Trial Term for the county of
Bronx, upon a verdict convicting the defendant of the
crime of murder in the first degree.

Harry Stackell and Michael B. McHugh for appellant.

Francis Martin, District Attorney (Charles B. McLaughlin
and Albert Cohn of counsel), for respondent.

Judgment of conviction affirmed; no opinion.

Coneur: Hiscock, Ch. J., CHase, CoLirn, Carpozo,
Potnp, CRANE and ANDREWS, JJ.

Witi1aM Hampez, Respondent, v. \[ozAMBIQUE TRADING
AND PLANTATION CoMPANy, Appellant.

Hampel v. Mozambique Trading & Plantation Co., 178 App. Div. 918,
affirmed.

(Argued March 10, 1920; decided April 13, 1920.)

APPEAL from a judgment of the Appellate Division of
the Supreme Court in the first judicial department, entered
May 31, 1917, affirming a judgment in favor of plaintiff
entered upon a verdict directed by the court in an action

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brought from their homes in nearby Eagle
_ Village. They were Miss Margaret Jenner,
+) “Mrs. Alice Branch and her husband, Frank
‘Branch. They could tell nothing except
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“had, come home with their brother from
New Hampshire. And they provided some
- of the missing man’s background.
Bertillon men went over the Laury house
| thoroughly. They found nothing new in
Oe neeT> \ the attic of the house. They couldn’t even
. find fingerprints. It appeared to be a day
completely unproductive of new clues. But
renewed questioning of Laury and Mrs.
Angell seemed definitely to point the fin-
ger .of suspicion on Frank Jenner.

i _ Late that evening Chief Rapp issued a
package which had been delivered to the Laury home. -The general eight-stace alarm for Jenner. At the same_ time,
package contaiiied a pair of pajamas intended. as a Christmas playing a strong hunch that Jenner would be headed back
‘gift for her brother, she said. How it got to thé Laury home, towards New England and the territory in which he had first
she didn’t know. : ; "met Lucy Martin, he telephoned certain officials there to carry

“But,” said Unckless, “there were telephones in both the ona quiet hunt for Jenner and the missing girl, giving them
Ames and Laury homes, Delivery of the package to the Laury what information he had regarding relatives in various com-
f home might have ‘Suggested to the mind of someone there a: munities in Connecticut, New Hampshire and Vermont.

ruse to lure Mrs. Ames to that place. That is, Mrs. Ames The next day public attention was focused on funeral
might have been called on the telephone and told that the services for Mrs. Ames and on her bereaved son and daughter,
package had come to the neighbor’s house C. O. D., so she who had hoped until the actual ‘identification of the body in
, - the Laury house that their mother had suffered from some

There was a thorough hunt for the man who had delivered mental aberration from which she would recover and return
the package. Roland Lacoucer, a deliveryman, was located. home. The Boy Scouts who had hunted for her shortly after
He said ‘he had a package from a downtown store addressed ' her disappearance acted as bearers. |
to the Ames home. When he called there about 11:30 a. m. on Painstaking questioning had enabled’ the officers by this
December 14 there was no response to his rings and knocks. time to prepare a detailed description of Jenner and the miss-
He went next door, stepped into a hallway through a side ing Lucy, whose name police had by now learned was really
door of the Laury home and called out that he had a package Lucienne Martin. But even now police were not certain that
for the Ames house. Then, he said, what he thought was a Jenner was their man. It seemed impossible that any one
wonman’s voice answered, “Leave it where you are and I'll seaman could have carried or pushed a body through the tiny
pick it up.” He saw no one, but obeyed the command and entrance to the Laury attic. And there was still the appar-
departed. ently incontrovertible fact that Jenner and Lucienne Martin

No one was supposed to be in the Laury house at the time. didn’t even know Mrs. Ames.

Who had answered—could it have been Mrs. Ames? “Maybe Jenner isn’t the man we want,” Chief Rapp said,

The lead looked hopeless. Officers turned to questioning “but he certainly ought to be able to help our investigation
of two sisters and a brother-in-law of Jenner who had been, more than anyone else. For if (Continued on page 61)

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But like Laury, Mrs. Angell had only a nodding acquaintance
with Mrs. Ames. She had no idea how the missing woman’s
body had come to be in the attic of the Laury home. ~

An officer came in for a hasty conference with Chief Rapp.
Millard Ames Jr. had been located. Several weeks’ after
he had given up hope of finding his mother, “Ames and his
sister had moved to the home of an aunt, Mrs. George W..
Tapper.. He had viewed the body and the clothing of the
victim at the morgue, where Dr. J. Howard F erguson, county
necrotomist, was conducting an autopsy in the hope of estab- ;
lishing the definite cause of death. He was positive in his .
identification. f pry

The officer also reported that the husband of the victim,
Millard Ames Sr., had been located and was even then in an

“Bring him in,” the chief ordered. OSS spent As!

citizen, walked in. His examination, quickly corroborated, was

brief. He established the fact that he and his wife had been
separated for more than twenty years. In that period he
had seen her infrequently. The last time he had-seen her

news of her tragic death. ‘ ;

The police trail seemed to have reached a blind end. For
here was-a riddle such as none of the officers had ever en=
countered before. Over and above the pressing question of
who killed Mrs. Ames were several other puzzles that lit-
erally cried for answers.

How. had her body arrived in’the attic of a man who had
only a nodding acquaintance with her? Had she been slain
in her own home and then carried to the Laury house, or had:
she somehow been lured there to meet death? And how did
the killer get the body into the attic, from which several men’
had had trouble getting it out? -Had several men joined in the
slaying, or was it the work-of a giant? 1

And above all was the question of motive. On the possi-"
bility that it might lie somewhere in Mrs. Ames’ past, the
officers again turned to the record in the Bureau of Missing
Persons. ; :

Mrs. Ames, it revealed, after she had separated from her
husband, had supported herself and her children by working
as a bookkeeper for years. She was well known in the city’s
business circles as a capable minor executive. and enjoyed her
work. She had given up her employment when her son and
daughter had become old enough to earn their own way, and

had devoted herself in latter years to keeping house for them. —

A devoted mother, benign, kindly, reveling in small JOS:
There was certainly no clue to the solution of a murder in
that picture.

Wearily the men turned back to the work at hand. “It’s

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possible that Laurfiand Mrs. Angell have forgotten some-

thing,” they said. “Let’s bring them back for further ques-
- tioning.” :

The war veteran and his housekeeper were brought back.
Now that their first excitemént had died down, they were able

to recall details which had first eluded them.

-.“When I came home from work that night,” Mrs.. Angell

“said, “I found a package inthe kitchen addressed to Mrs.
"\“What did‘ you do with it?” Chief Rapp asked eagerly.

eee

“It seems to me that when’ either Mrs. Ames’ son or daugh-

‘ter came to the house.to ask if we had seen their mother that
night, I gave it to them.”

‘Chief Rapp halted the questioning only long enough to con-

- vey this information to an officer, who promptly departed to

interview Sylvia Ames. Then he and Assistant District Attor-
ney Unckless ‘resumed-their interrogation.
They turried to the question of household routine. Mrs.

morning. Me

“Frank was to have gotten them their lunch that day,” she
said, “but when they came home at noon he was out.”
~ “Frank!” the chief exclaimed. “Who’s he?”

“Frank Jenner,” Lauty explained. “He was boarding at our
house for a month or so, but he got behind in his board and
left to: find work.”

“When did he leave ?” ;

“Let me see—why, the same day Mrs. Ames disappeared.’

“Where is he now?”

“I don’t’ know. ~ He didn’t tell me where he was going.”

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at: right was what

The disappearance of Mrs. Florence L. Ames had been a
minor sensation in Syracuse because of the mysterious angles
involved. Their study of the reports in the case quickly re-
freshed the chief and his aides on some of the points they
had forgotten.

On the somber afternoon of December 14, 1938, during a
blinding blizzard which had turned day into night in Syracuse,
Mrs. Florence Ames, a comely matron, slim, pleasant, and so
unobtrusive that few of her neighbors knew her, had disap-
peared under mysterious circumstances.

She resided in the double house at 116 Stedman Street, next
door to that of Laury. Her son Millard Ames Jr., twenty-
seven, and her daughter Sylvia Ames, twenty-four, with whom
she had resided, had left her alone in the house when they
went to work that morning.

When they returned shortly after five o’clock in the after-
noon, their mother was not at home. On the few occasions
that Mrs. Ames had gone out and had failed to prepare dinner
for them, she had left a note explaining her absence. A pains-
taking hunt failed to reveal any such note.

As the hours dragged on with no trace of their mother,
Millard and Sylvia had become alarmed. They telephoned
Mrs. Ames’ few relatives in the city. None of them had seen
her. Even then they woulda’t have been worried had they
not noticed that Mrs. Ames had left her spectacles behind.
And, stranger still, she had departed so hastily that she had
forgotten to turn off the current in her electric iron, which
she had apparently been using.

Millard Ames had made a hasty survey of the neighborhood.
No one had seen his mother. Mrs. Harriet Fuzzard, who
occupied the other half of the twiri house with Mrs. Ames—
her section fronted on another street and the porches of the
two dwellings adjoined each other—had heard Mrs. Ames on
her porch shortly after eleven o’clock, apparently bringing in
the ironing board, which was later found set up in the kitchen.
Mrs. Fuzzard went out a short time later, having heard
nothing unusual in the Ames: house.

The son then called in police. They went over much of
the same ground he had covered, secured the names of rela-
tives and prepared to check them.

Millard Ames, a young mechanical engineer, was an active
figure in Boy Scout work in Syracuse. Unable to determine
any reason for his mother’s disappearance other than accident,
he decided on the following morning to call on his young
charges for assistance. He feared that his mother had ven-

tured out in the howling blizzard, had slipped over some
embankment, and had lain helpless until she had been cov-
ered by snow. |.

More than fifty Boy Scouts and Sea Scouts directed by Ames
launched their search the following morning. They covered

every inch of the ravine-like gully in the rear of the Ames
home, without success. Their search branched out to a nearby
swamp. And again they were doomed to disappointment.
The complete lack of clues to Mrs. Ames’ whereabouts, the
use of the scouts in a prolonged search for her, the dramatic
circumstances under which she had disappeared, all combined
to give the case considerable local importance and it held the
headlines for several days But as the passing days brought
no new developments, the case of the missing Mrs. Ames
dropped out of the headlines and out of the public mind.
Now it was back in again... .

HIEF RAPP scanned the reports carefully, particularly
the description of the clothing Mrs Ames was known to
have worn at the time she dropped from sight:

“Brown coat, brown shoes, brown stockings, house-coat.””

“They all check perfectly,” the chief said. “Because of the
condition of the body, the rest of the description means little.
But we'll get hold of young Ames as soon as we can and get
definite identification.”

Chief Rapp then turned to the several witnesses.

Laury was the first grilled. He told the officials that he
was a World War veteran, forty-five years of age, and a time-
keeper for. the county highway department. He explained
again how the stain on the ceiling had prompted the inves-
tigation and the subsequent grisly discovery.

“How well did you know Mrs. Ames?” he was asked.

“TY didn’t know her at all,” he replied. “I only had a nod-
ding acquaintance with her when she walked by the house or
I passed her in the street.”

“How could she get in the attic of your house without your
knowing it?”

Laury shrugged his shoulders. “Chief, I can’t even guess.

‘All. I can tell you is that on the day Mrs. Ames disappeared,

I was at work all day.”

“How is it you remember that fact so well?” one of the
district attorneys snapped.

“I remember because shortly after I got home from work
that day, her son came to the house and asked if I had seen
any sign of her. I told him I had been away all day.”

Friedman was next to be questioned. He quickly proved
that he had no knowledge of Mrs. Ames or of her disappear-
ance. Finally the officials turned to Mrs. Angell.

She explained that she was divorced from her husband and
had accepted a job as housekeeper in Laury’s home, where
her principal task was taking care of the two children of
Laury, who was separated from his wife.

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very clearly. “That,” she said, “was the last day I worked at
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the chief asked impatiently.

“Well,” Laury said, “we never connected his
departure with Mrs. Ames in any way.’ He’d
been telling us for more than a week before
that that he was going to leave and look for
work.”

Laury explained that Frank Jenner was a
husky lumberjack whom he! had met while
employed on a road construction project.
Jenner and a woman whom he had introduced .
as his wife, Lucy Jenner, had been living on
a farm near Syracuse. Laury said they were
both anxious to find employment in Syracuse
and that he had suggested they room with
him under an arrangement by which Lucy
would make partial payment for their board
and room by taking care of the Laury children. -

The couple accepted, and for several weeks
Jenner had made futile attempts to find work.
When he had failed, Lucy decided that she
would try to find work in order to earn some i
money for the two of them.

On December 7, Mrs. Angell said, Lucy had
secured work as a domestic in the home of
a Syracuse attorney at the other end of: the
city. She hadn’t seen Lucy since.

Jenner had alréady revealed that he was
planning to leave Syracuse in search of work so that he could
support Lucy. That’s why, she painstakingly explained, they
hadn’t connected Jenner’s disappearance with that of Mrs.
Ames. Furthermore, she and Laury agreed, so far as they
knew, Jenner and Mrs. Ames didn’t know each other..

Was this sheer coincidence, or was there a more sinister
interpretation of Jenner’s sudden disappearance ?

Refusing to overlook any chancé, the officers decided to
investigate further.

Chief Rapp promptly summoned two of his best sleuths,
Detective Frank Brazell and Acting Deteotive Donald Tracey.
He sketched briefly the information which Mrs. Angell and
Laury had provided concerning Jenner, and ordered them to
stick to the case until they had brought in Jenner.

Laury had revealed that Jenner’s father, Charles Jenner,
lived in nearby- Pompey. He was sent for. And there, tem-

porarily at least, the whole case bogged down. So far as the.

public knew, the mystery of the murder of Mrs. Ames was
no nearer solution the next morning than it had been the
night before. But secretly the police had been active.

BRAZELL and Tracey went to the home of Benjamin Morris,
an attorney, residing in Miles Avenue, Syracuse. There
they asked for Lucy Jenner, employed there as a house maid,

No one at the home knew anyone by that name, but Morris"

added, “We had a girl working here a couple of months ago
by the name of Lucy Martin.”

Morris wasn’t quite sure of dates, but -he thought Lucy
Martin had come to work for them about December 7 from
some place on the North Side.

The deteetives raised their eyebrows. December 7 was
about the date named by Mrs. Angell as“ the time of Lucy
Jenner’s departure from the Stedman Street house, which is
on the North Side of Syracuse. ;

“Lucy telephoned us,” Morris said, “I think on the night
of December 5 in answer to an advertisement for a maid. we
had inserted in a local paper. My wife asked her to come to
work immediately, but Lucy said she couldn’t because she was
taking care of a couple of children where she and her hus-
band were staying. She promised to come the next day, but
failed to keep the appointment. She telephoned us that night
to say that she had become lost trying to find our house, add-
ing that she was not very familiar with the city. Ph

“She started working for us the next , and during the
ten or twelve days she worked for us she never went out of

a EE

HORRIFIED at the discovery were Millard Ames Jr., Millard Ames Sr.
and Miss Sylvia Ames (left to right), son, estranged husband and

daughter of the victim.

the house. She said she and her husband had come to Syracuse
a short while before from her home in Vermont—or perhaps
it was New Hampshire, I’m not sure. She said he was em-
ployed as a woodcutter there, but that he hadn’t been able
to get work in Syracuse, so she had earned’ their board by
taking care of two children where they were staying.

“About four days before she léft us, she said her husband
was leaving town to get work with the CCC—I think that
was it. He came up to the house with a-couple of valises
before he left and my wife saw him. ‘Mrs. Morris said he
was a nice-looking fellow—and very strong.

“On the 18th, a battered car with out-of-state license plates
drove up to the house and a man got out. He said he was
Lucy’s brother from Vermont, and after they had chatted a
bit she said she was going to drive downtown with him.

“They got in the car—a battered, old machine in which
another man was sitting—and drove off. And that’s the last
we ever saw of Lucy.”

“Then you don’t know where she is?” the officers queried.

“No, but maybe this can help you.” Morris walked into
another room and came out with a letter addressed to “Lucy
Martin.” “This,” he said, “came here about two or three
days after Lucy left.”

The officers scanned it eagerly. It was a letter sent from
Rochester, about eighty-five miles west of Syracuse. They
opened it hastily.

In the letter, the writer, who signed himself “Frank,” said
that he had decided to go west in quest of a job and money.
“After I get it, maybe we can get married,” it read.

And. there was a cryptic phrase:

“If anyone asks you where I have gone, don’t tell them.
Tell them I am in Maine.” ;

Was this the plotting of a criminal, or the innocent remark
of a young man anxious to keep his friends from knowing
his whereabouts until he could make good for the girl he
apparently loved? :

The officers promptly telephoned to Chief Rapp the facts
they had gathered. There was a hasty conference. Then
the two detectives piled into a car and speeded westward on
a trail which was-to take them 1500 miles before their return.

Movements of Tracey and Brazell were kept secret by
Chief Rapp and his aides. If Jenner was the key figure in
the solution of the case, he had a terrific start—two months—
and there would be no point in tipping the police hand.

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County. In the shortest murder trial
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Jenner was found guilty of murder in
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the day after the body of Florence
Ames was discovered in the attic of
her neighbor’s home, her slayer was

meted out the supreme penalty, in the

electric chair of Sing Sing prison.
For the love of a woman and $2.35,

Franklin Jenner, 22, gave his life.

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FEATURE DETECTIVE

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cently?”

The superintendent waited tautly
for word to come in. Much depended
on whether the Briton was really a
newcomer to this section. ‘

Suddenly, then, a few detectives re-
ported that some people thought
Birchall had seemed familiar!

Murray ordered them to be brought
to his office for further questioning. He
asked them where they believed they
had seen the Englishman before.

“T don’t know,” said a middle-aged
man with vague eyes. “Maybe it
wasn’t around here at all. Perhaps I
saw him, in Ottawa.”

“Well,” a little old lady volunteered
timidly, “he does look something like
Lord Somerset.”

A woodsman jumped to his feet.
“By gum, he does at that.”

“Who’s Lord Somerset?” Murray
asked.

“An Englishman who was here two
years ago,” the forester replied. “He
stayed at a place called Woodstock, a
few miles away.”

But that was the only information
Murray could secure from them. After
they left, the superintendent hopeful-
ly wrote out a cablegram to Scotland
Yard. He would see what the famous
British police had to say about the
suspect.

* * *

HE INTRICATE, almost omniscient

machinery of Scotland Yard began
turning swiftly as soon as Murray’s
query was received. Calls were sent
out. People were interviewed. Re-
cords were checked.

Before long, reports started coming
in. And, within an unbelievably short
time, the chief of Ontario’s Criminal
Investigation Department was sent a
long reply cablegram.

The Yard stated that a Mr. and
Mrs. John Reginald Birchall were
touring the United States and Canada
at present. Birchall had been educa-
ted at Oxford and was supposed to
have a private income. Nevertheless,
the trip to America was partly for
‘business.

He had advertised for wealthy
young men who wanted to learn
farming. At least two had responded.
When Birchall left England with his
wife, he was accompanied by a pair

(Continued from page 37)

of youths who had paid him a con-
siderable sum of money. In exchange,
he had contracted to teach them the
principles of agriculture on a farm
he said he owned in southern Ontario.

One of those men was named Pelly.
The other was F. C. Benwell. Mur-
ray’s eyes glinted. The initials on the
victim’s cigarette holder were F.C.B:!
Benwell had answered Birchall’s ad,
paid him a lot of money and traveled
with him from England to New York.
Yet Birchall had pretended not to
know Benwell’s name!

Immediately, the superintendent
cabled young Benwell’s parents in
Britain. Their answer confirmed Scot-
land Yard’s report. They had paid
500 pounds to J. R. Birchall to have
their son taught farming in Canada.

“What kind of racket is he run-
ning?” a C.I.D. man demanded. “Does
he really own a farm?”

“That’s the point,” said Murray
tersely. “If he does, his business is
legitimate. Take three men and check
the Land Office records.”

Impatiently, the superintendent
waited for the result. The officers sent
back word after a thorough search
of the voluminous files.

John Reginald Birchall did not own
an inch of land anywhere in Ontario.

* * *

URRAY took a deep breath and

reviewed the data he had so la-
boriously accumulated. He had proved
that Birchall was a liar and a swin-
dler. But he had no evidence that the
man had murdered young Benwell.
The crook might merely have taken
the youths to America and then skip-
ped with the money.

The superintendent remembered
Birchall’s hesitation when asked
whether he had seen the victim after
landing. At the time, that had struck
Murray as being suspicious. Now,
however, the C.I.D. chief realized
that Birchall would naturally be re-
luctant to admit anything which
would show he was a cheat.

“Then why did he offer to identify
the body?” asked a detective.

“That was bothering me, too,” ad-
mitted Murray. “He knew we’d check
up and eventually find his connection
with Benwell. So he came to us, hop-
ing that would keep him in the clear.”

“But what about this other fellow,
Pelly? Where is he?”

“Yeah,” another assistant agreed.
“He came over with Benwell and
Birchall. Maybe something also hap-
pened to him!” ,

That, however, was not the only
possibility. Perhaps the two young
men had quarreled after Birchall
abandoned them in America. Maybe
Pelly was the murderer!

* * *

URRAY sent out a general alarm

for the missing youth. He was
confident that, somewhere in the re-
gion, were people who had observed
some incident connected with the
crime. The only reason they had not
volunteered information so far, he
felt, was that they themselves had not
seen the relationship of the incident
to the murder.

Murray ordered his detectives to
question everyone in the district. The
task was a grim one, for the weather
remained bitterly cold. Patiently,
though, the assistants plodded from
one house to another, prying, probing.

... “Did you see two men going
toward Blenheim Swamp on February
19th?”

... “Did you see a man coming
back from the swamp on the day of
the murder?”

... “Do you recall anything suspi-
cious or unusual on that day?”

And, finally, a young Eastwood girl
did remember something! She had
seen a pair of strangers walking in
the direction of the Swamp on the
morning of February 19th!

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Anthony Laury reads details
of the crime after a woman
was found slain in his home
in Syracuse by his children.

Lucy Martin Jenner, now a
study of disillusionment
was used as a foil for an
ill-judged trust in a man.

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By Roger Hayes

T WASN'T the time for self-congratulation yet, but so far
everything was going according to plan. The tail, deep-
chested man watched as the woman turned away from him to
take the package, gaudily resplendent in its C. hrtstmas wrapper,
from the table. Her back toward him, he coolly picked up a
wooden kitchen chair and with a swift, powerful stroke he
brought it down on her head. She sagged to the floor, uttering
a Soft moan, .
Carefully, he placed the chair back in its original position,
then he bent over his victim. She was still alive; the blow had
only stunned her. In a few moments she showed signs of re-
gaining consciousness. He regarded her wartly while her eyes
opened, yet he was unprepared for the remarkable surge of
energy with which she recovered. She started to get up, clawing
desperately at the sullen, brutal face above her.

There was nothing left for him to do now but finish the job.
He grabbed her about the throat
and his strong fingers shut off all
outcry. Soon her face became
blue and she ceased struggling.
He held her for a while longer,
then let her drop limply to the
floor. Still, he wasn’t through.
He fished a length of rope out
of a drawer and knotted it tightly
around the woman's bruised neck.

Though no one else was in the
house, the self-appointed erecu-
tioner acted with as little notse as
possible. He picked the corpse up
with scant effort and swung it
casually over hits shoulder. <Al-
most on tiptoe, he walked with hts
burden into the hall and climbed
the stairs. From here on. its
course of action was simple and
the completion of the scheme

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The lovely Mrs. Florence

es, unknowingly
walked into her death trap
when she called for bundle.

The obdurate killer did not
feel sorry for what he did,
instead he used a rope to
ensure death of his victim.

needed but a few more minutes. The strangler got those
precious minutes, and a few to spare, unmolested... .

UMBER 116 Stedman Street, in Syracuse, N. Y., was
scarcely the type of place one would associate with a
first class mystery. It was an ordinary, very middle

class frame dwelling like countless others throughout the
country. Yet, there were those Syracusans who came to gape
at it, to savor its impalpable aura of the inexplicable, the bizarre.

With -he neighbors, of course, the sensation was multiplied
due to their proximity. A friend had disappeared from their
midst without valid reason or trace. Her house remained to
remind them cc her, perhaps to mock them silently in their
baffled ignorz.nce. Though two full months had already passed
since Florence Ames had been missing, there were few who
felt it as keenly as Anthony Laury, the dweller in the house next
door, at Number 120.

The evening of February 17, 1939, started much like many
others for Laury, a widower and a foreman with the State

“When did she leave your employ?”

“On the night of December 18th.
Her brother came in an automobile
and she left with him. That was the
last we ever saw of her.” bikers

As the officers turned to leave, Mrs.
Morris entered the study and volun-
teered additional information.

“The day after Lucy left, this letter
came for her,” she said, handing over
an envelope postmarked Walker, New
York, a town about 80 miles from
Syracuse.

It was from Jenner, advising her
that he was working in Walker and
would try to find a job for her in the
same community.

‘Apprised of the letter, Chief: Rapp
dispatched Brazell and Tracy to
Walker. When the pair departed, he
studied the contents of the missile
over and over. One line appeared sig-
nificant:

“If anyone asks you where I am,
don’t tell them. Say I have gone to
Maine to. look for work.”

Searching through the statements
made by Laury, the chief found the
‘names of Jenner’s relatives in Eagle
Village. He recorded them on a piece
of paper which he handed to Detec-
tive William MacDonald.

“Take a run down to Eagle Village,
see these people, and get a good pho-
tograph of Jenner, if possible. Find
out all you can about him—his
haunts, friends, and habits.”

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again. Chief Rapp took advantage

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of the lull, snatched some sleep. By
evening, he was back in his office talk-
ing to Brazell and Tracy, who had re-
turned from Walker. ;

Jenner, the pair reported, had been
working for a John Van Doran, in
Walker, until one day somebody
knocked on the lumberjack’s door and
said jokingly: “Open up, this is the
sheriff.”

Jenner told the person at the door
to wait a minute, then climbed
through a window, and departed.

“And that was the last seen or
heard from him—about two weeks
ago,” Brazell concluded.

At this point, Detective MacDonald
returned from Eagle Village with a
photograph of Jenner and some in-
formation about him.

The sought man had worked in the
Vermont and New Hampshire woods
for years. That was where he met
Lucy, wife of a New Hampshire mer-
chant.

Chief Rapp had the photograph of
Jenner copied, gave prints to the
newspapers, and prepared the mater-
ial for a “wanted” circular.

The search for Jenner gained added
impetus when Henry Tedford of East
Syracuse walked into the chief's office.
Tedford had been reading the first
Sunday edition of the Syracuse-
American and recognized the picture
of Jenner as that of a hitch-hiker he
had picked up Christmas ‘Eve. The
traveler said he was far ‘from home,
so Tedford took him to his house for
dinner and gave him lodging for the
night.

“On the following morning he left,
saying he was going to visit some rel-
atives in Grafton County, New Hamp-
shire,” Tedford added.

Chief Rapp called the detective bu-
reau. “Tell Brazell and Tracy I have
a new assignment for them. They’re
to start instantly for Grafton County,
New Hampshire.”

* * *

ATURDAY night, a telephone jan-
S gled loudly in the Syracuse police
station’s press room.

It was Chief Rapp.

“All of you reporters come up to
my office. I want to talk to you,” he
said.

Suspecting that the call might have
something to do with the Ames case,
we bounded up the stairs.

“Boys,” the chief began, “T need
your cooperation.”

He confided that he had spoken to
High Sheriff Claude M. Murray of
Grafton County, New Hampshire, and
believed that the latter official had
launched an investigation which might
yield some sensational news.

“Brazell and Tracy are on their way
to meet Sheriff Murray,” he contin-
ued. “I am telling you all this because
I wouldn’t want any rumors about
their trip to be printed. Publicity on

this may tip our hand. Do I have your
promise that you'll say nothing about
this?”

* * *

N the following morning, two days
0 after the body of Mrs. Ames had
been found in the attic, Sheriff Mur-
ray contacted Chief of Police Van H.
Gardner of Littleton, New Hamp-
shire.

Chief Gardner’s investigation dis-
closed that Lucy had returned to her
father’s farm near Littleton, late in
December, but had moved on to a
farm near West Newberry. The in-
formant was not sure whether it was
on the New Hampshire side of the
state line, or over in Vermont.

Along with Patrolman Albert
Knapp and Larkin B. Brush, Chief
Gardner braved the ice-covered
mountainous roads in a 200-mile
search of the area.

Toward evening, the car bearing
the three weary New Hampshire of-
ficers crossed unintentionally into
Vermont. It wasn’t long, however, be-
fore they realized this, and were about
to turn around, when Chief Gardner
spied a robust, towering man walking
towards a barn. In one hand he car-
ried a pail, and in the other, a milk-
ing stool. :

Gardner studied the man closely.
He was wearing a lumberman’s out-
fit: high-top boots, breeches, lumber-
jacket and woolen cap. One look at
the strapping fellow’s hands made
Chief Gardner alight from the car.

He followed the man into the barn.
Patrolman Knapp was at his heels.

“Is yqur name Franklin Jenner?”
Gardner asked the lofty lumberjack.

The question stunned the man. For
-a short moment he stood aghast in a
frenzy of indecision. Then the bucket
and stool dropped from his large ham-
like hands.

“Why, what if it is?” he asked.

“You're under arrest for the mur-
der of Mrs. Florence Ames, in Syra~
cuse, New York,” Gardner informed
him.

Jenner’s face twisted into a horrible
mask. His huge hands and powerful
arms rose slowly. His giant frame
haunched forward—like a jungle
beast rearing to strike at its prey.

Gardner drew his service revolver.

“Stand back, Jenner,” he warned.

The panther-like body of the strap~
ping woodsman relaxed. He drew his
mammoth hands to his face to hide
his emotions. As he did, there was
a click, and Patrolman Knapp had
handcuffed him.

“Where’s Lucy Martin?” the chief
asked.

“In there,” Jenner replied, pointing
to the house.

Gardner sent Patrolman Knapp af-
ter her. When she learned what had
taken place, she broke down and
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ness.

Returned to the Littleton jail, Jen-
ner was Offered a chance to make a
clean confession.

“They've got the goods on you, you
might just as well tell us everything,”
Gardner urged.

Jenner’s mouth shut down.

Again and again, Gardner appealed
to him to confess, but the woodsman
was adamant.

* * *

T took two hours of urging and
prodding before Gardner could feel
the bubble of emotion expanding
within the prisoner. Suddenly it burst.
Jenner gritted his teeth and shouted.

“God, let me get it off my chest.”

Then followed a repugnant tale of
cold-blooded murder which was re-
volting even to the most calloused po-
lice officers present. He spoke in a flat
monotone, knowing that these words
were sending him to his doom.

Lucy Martin, his girl friend, had
nothing to do with the murder, he as-
sured the police. He, and he alone,
had planned the death of Mrs. Ames.
He believed she had large sums of
money in her home, and felt that if
he could lure her away from her
house, stealing the cash would be a
simple matter.

He wanted this money to buy a
home for him and Lucy. She was to
get a divorce from her husband, and
get a new lease on life from Franklin
Jenner.

The morning of the fateful day
found Jenner at the door of the Ames
home. He had lured Mrs. Ames out of
her house by telling her that ‘there
were some people over at the Laurys’
who wanted to see her. She said she.
would be over in & little while.

Fifteen minutes later she arrived
and knocked on the door. Jenner let
her in.

“Where are the folks who want
me?” she inquired.

“In the kitchen,” Jenner replied.

As she started for the kitchen the
woodsman picked up & chair and
brought it down over her head. She
slumped to the floor in a heap.

“Then I grabbed her throat and
choked her,” the killer related.

When she was dead, he left her
sprawled grotesquely on the floor and
went to her house. In her purse he
found but $2.35.

“Then I went back to the Laury
house,” his confession continued, “and
took the body upstairs. I pushed it
through a square hole—in the ceil-
ing of the hallway—into the attic.
Then I shoved her in a corner of the
attic. Finally, I got 4 cloth and cleaned
up the blood around the house.”

While he was burning the bloody
rags in the furnace, the delivery man

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brought over the package for Mrs.
Ames. Jenner said he disguised his
voice and yelled up for the man to
leave the package. |

“Tater I left the house and went
across the city to where Mrs. Martin
was working, and I told her I was g0-
ing away to look for a job,” the con-
fessor continued.

“Then I went to Rochester, Cleve-
land, Detroit, and several other places.
I arrived in New Hampshire about
December 27th.”

The slayer signed his name to the
confession and was placed under
special guard in a cell.

Detectives Brazell and Tracy, snow-
bound in Rutland, Vermont, were
finally contacted by Chief Rapp and
ordered to proceed to Littleton.

“Don’t bother bringing the girl if
she isn’t implicated,” Rapp advised
them over the telephone.

When Jenner was returned to Syra-
cuse, he was questioned by District
Attorney Mawhinney and charged
with murder in the first-degree.

* * *

WALKED down to the police cell

later that day to talk with Jenner.

“Jf you're going to ask questions,”
he said, a wry smile playing on his
lips, “shoot.”

“How do you feel about the whole
thing?” I asked.

He had only one recrimination—it
was against himself.

“Tf I hadn’t gone back to Lucy,” he
said, “they wouldn’t have caught me.
Then again, maybe it’s better that I
did go back. They'd have caught up
with me sooner or later. These mitts
of mine could be spotted a mile away.”

Then he looked sharply into my
eyes. “What do you suppose they'll do
to me?” he asked.

I shrugged my shoulder. “What do
they usually give a killer?” I coun-
tered.

“Well, if they give me 20 years, I'd
rather have the chair.”

“Aren’t you sort of putting the cart
before the horse?” I asked. “The
grand jury hasn’t indicted you yet,
and then there’s the matter of a trial
and appeal.”

“Cut it,” he gritted, with a wave of
his hand. “I know the case is in the
bag—and I’m holding the bag.”

Later he assumed a philosophical
attitude.

“I guess it’s all for the best. If they
hadn't caught me this time, I might
have gotten the same crazy idea
again. I guess I’m just plain nuts.”

But Franklin Jenner, defended by
Richard P. Byrne, one of the ablest
criminal attorneys, never put in an
insanity plea.

District Attorney Donald M. Maw-
hinney and his aide, Clarence Unckles,
guarded against such a move by trac-
ing Jenner’s family history.

Justice moves fast in Onondaga

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JOHNSON, Arthur, and WASHINGTON, Wylliam, electroeuted Sing Sing (Kings), ))-17-19);7.

"Arthur Johnson, 2l..e, and William Washington, 28, were put to death in the electric
chair at Sing Sing...tonight for the murder of Rose Patermo, 15, who was raped and
strangled in Brooklyn on Feb. 2, 1916," TIMES, New York, NY, 4.18.19)7 (h:1.)

"The body of Rose Patermo, 15-years-old, was found yesterday in the hallway of a
dilapidated three-story abandoned house a 16 Louis Place, three doors from her

home at 20A.e..She had been viciously veaten, raped and strangled to death, an autopsy
revealed, One of her shoes lying in the grime outside of the ramshackle brick build-
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(Miss Patermo had just two days earlier graduated from junior highkschool,) After
school, she worked part-time at Woolworth's...and as near as the police could learn
she had left there Friday at her usual ouitting time of 7 PM for...an evening of
dancing in South Brooklyn. Last night detectives found a sailor who had been her
escort and learned only that he had accompanied the girl to a dance...(He) said
goodnight to her when she boarded a subway for her home at 2 AM and returned to his
station in New York. Earlier the police had sent out an alarm for a negro after
Mrs. Virginia Nischo, 24, of 2156 Atlantic Avenue had brushed through police lines
to tell (the police) that she had been accosted by the man, who said 'Hello, babe,'
and took her arm. She said she shook herself free and ran home, The girl's absence
from home Friday night had occasioned no cncern as after dancing she sometimes spent
the night with friends, There was one disturbing factor, however. Her mother, Mrs,
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and head and made helpless, The autopsy...bore out the police contention, It
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across the mouth, with resultant inside hemmorhage, but the actual cause of death
eeewas due to a combination of 'manual strangulation and suffocation*..." TIMES,
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gree murder for the slaying of 15-year-old Rose Patermo, were sentenced yesterday
by Judge Samuel S. Leibowitz in Kings County Circuit Court to die in the electric
chair during the week beginning September 8, Both men had been tried before an
all-male, blue-rigbon jury of the rape and murder of the girl in the early morning
of last Febe 2eee! TIMES, New York, NY August 20, 196 (20-3.)

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Been A Futile Call

The scream was a shrill, ghastly
ery of life giving way to swift death.
It came through the apartment
house at 16 Louis Place, Brooklyn,
where Mrs. Rose Vizzi heard it in
her sleep. She stirred restlessly but
didn’t open her eyes.

Then came a second scream, wild
and more pitiful. Mrs. Vizzi sat up,
her eyes snapping open. She threw
the covers back, jumped out of bed
and ran to the window.

It was two-thirty on the morning
of February 2, 1946. The street be-
low, with its littered curbs and gar-
bage cans, was silent and dark and
deserted at that hour. Mrs. Vizzi
stared into that darkness, a terrify-
ing fear tugging at her heart.

She knew it was foolish and with-
out reason, this uncontrollable fear.
Yet she had it when she went to
bed. Her fifteen-year-old daughter,
Rose Palermo, tall, slender, pretty,
and looking much older than her
years, had gone to a dance and had
not returned home.

Rose had often stayed with girl
friends, and being young she had
not always bothered to call her
mother and tell her she wouldn't be
home. She felt very much- grown
up, she laughed at her. mother’s
warnings about staying out late, go-
ing to dances, and having dates with
men she hadn’t’ met before.

This worried the mother. Rose
was a Junior at P.S. 178, and be-
cause there were many mouths to
feed in the family and little money
to do it with, Rose worked at the
F. W. Woolworth Store at Jay and
Fulton Streets in downtown Brook-
lyn., After work she would often go
to dances.

The mother turned away from the
window, the haunting fear clutching
at her heart. She got back in bed
and fell into a fitful and nervous
sleep.

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was a COMMUNIST

By EDWIN V. BURKHOLDER _

A Shrill, Ghastly Scream Pierced The Night. Upstairs, A Woman
Heard It. But Not Until The Next Morning-Did-She Know It Had

For Help From Her Own

Another tenant in that same
apartment house, Mrs. Rose Salla-
rulo, had heard the wild screams.
The first had awakened her. The
second caused her to get out of bed,
grab a dressing-gown, and run down
to the street.

Only the grim silence of the dark
night greeted her, and after a while
she went. back.to her apartment, got
into bed, and promptly forgot the
two screams.

The next morning Rose Palermo’s
younger sister, Mamie, eleven years
old, was sweeping the sidewalk in
front of the apartment house. An
old and vacant tenement was two
doors to her right. To Mamie and.
the other children of the block, there
was something eerie and ghostly
about this deserted old house. Its
windows were broken and had never
been boarded up.

The door had been smashed in and
sometimes the more courageous of
the children would venture into the
dark dank halls and rooms of
the house. When they came out, they
would tell hair-raising stories about
ghosts and strange creatures. they
had seen.

So Mamie felt a chill of excite-
ment as she worked slowly dnd cau-
tiously to the front of the haunted
house, sweeping violently to keep
down her fears. Suddenly she stared
at the sidewalk in front of the door
of the ghost house.

A pair of suede wedgies lay there.
Mamie continued to stare at them,
unable to believe her eyes. They
were the pair that her sister had
worn the day before. Mamie didn’t
venture near them. She turned and
ran back to her apartment.

“Rose’s wedgies are lying out
there on the sidewalk in front of>
that old tenement house,” she
blurted out to her mother. “I know
they’re Rose’s shoes.”

Dancing Daughter.

The mother felt a pang of pain
shoot through her heart. In a flash
that weird, pitiful scream that had
come to her in her sleep came back
to haunt her. She ran out of the
apartment, with Mamie close behind
her.

At the door of the old house the
mother stopped. She looked down at
the pair of girl’s shoes. Her heart
sank. They were Rose’s. There could
be no question about that. There
was the break near the toe, which
the mother had tried to fix because
there was too little money for a
shoemaker.

Mrs. Vizzi walked into the hall-
way of the old building, her heart
pounding and her body trembling.
At first she could see nothing in the
semi-darkness. Then slowly her eyes
became accustomed to this and she
saw what at first looked like a
bundle lying on the floor. There was
something dark across it.

The object began to take form
and she was.staring at the mutilated
face of a girl. The dark object was
a coat thrown over the body. Mrs.
Vizzi crept closer. to the body, looked
again at the face. Then she gave. a
wild, piercing cry of anguish.

The face was that of her daughter
Rose!

The cry brought people running
out on the street. Mrs. Vizzi had
staggered out of the house, scream-

ing: “It’s Rose ... she’s dead...
my daughter ... she’s dead!”
* * * *

Detectives Peter Ward and Frank
Tiernan from the Liberty Avenue
Precinct Station were the first two
officers to arrive at Louis Place, but
as their car roared up that street,
the entire police department of New
York City was swinging into swift
action. The report of the dead girl
had been flashed from Liberty
Avenue Station House to Headquar-

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ters in’ Brooklyn, where in turn it”

‘was flashed to Headquarters in Man-
hattan and to the District Attor-
ney's office in Brooklyn.

Captain George Colgan, head of
the Brooklyn Homicide Squad, left
his office on the run with Detective
Bob Sullivan following. The two ar-
rived at Louis Place a few minutes
after Detectives Ward and Tiernan
got there. Over the police radio all
patrol cars in that section of Brook-
lyn were ordered to Louis Place.
The roar of their sirens could be
heard for blocks.

Within minutes Louis Place was
the scene of a great massing of
police cars, patrolmen, and detec-
tives. They worked quickly, without
any lost motion. A cordon was
thrown around the deserted house,
and the crowd, which by this time
filled two blocks, was kept back.

An ambulance came roaring down
the street and Deputy Medical Ex-
aminer Edward Martin was in a car
behind it. At Centre Street the
traveling criminal laboratory had
been backed out and was on its way
to Brooklyn with technicians and
fingerprint experts. :

Detectives Ward and Tiernan had
walked into the hallway, taken one
look at the dead girl. That one
glance had told them a sordid and
pitiful story. The body of the 15-

year-old girl was nude, except for a

pair of stockings. It was battered
and bruised. Blood was over the
floor, the walls, the door, and the
balustrade of the stairway.

The two detectives didn’t waste
much time looking at the body. That
was the job of the technicians and
the medical examiner. They went
up to the tenement where they found
the mother of Rose Palermo huddled
in a chair, her face a chalk white
and her eyes filléd with horror and
terror.

“That scream,” she gasped. “I
heard it last night ... I thought it
was in my sleep .. .,It was Rose

. . she was screaming for me...
I didn't go to her...1...1..."

“What scream?” Detective Ward
asked kindly, realizing the mental
state of the mother.

“That scream,” the mother cried.
“I heard it... last night . .
was...”

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It took gentle questioning and
handling by the two detectives to
calm the mother down enough to get
a rational story from her.

“Let's start from the beginning,
Mrs. Vizzi,” Detective Tiernan said.
“What was your daughter’s name
and where was she last night?”

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mother said weakly, “Rose was
young and so pretty and she thought
she was so grown up. She was only

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went dancing,” Detective Ward pro-
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any of the neighbors?” f

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“Rose never told any of us because
she was afraid her brothers would
go get her. Rose was strong-headed
but she was a good girl. You can't
blame her if she wanted fun. Look
at this small tenement where we
live. There are eleven of us. Look at
the street down there. Filth in the
gutters and hungry kids. Rose
wanted to get away from that. She
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time for a discussion of social con-
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has been murdered and we want to
know where she went last night and
with whom.” .

The mother shook her head slowly
and said nothing.

“What time did you hear the
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“It must have been around two
o'clock. I had been asleep. I don't
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“Where. did the scream come
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“Qut on the street. Now I know it
was Rose. She was coming home and
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“You are sure you don’t know
where she was last night?”

“I said Rose didn’t tell me those
things.”

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said: “I’ll answer it.”

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over every inch of the property, the
yard, the basement, the attic without
turning up a single,:-solitary clue or
indication as to her whereabouts.

Pretty Mrs. Ames had been in the
house by herself. It was understandable
to police that someone could have come
in and killed her. But what made it all
so weirdly incomprehensible was that
no one could very well have carried her
away in the daylight without having
been seen. And the officers would have
been willing to stake their lives on the
fact that she hadn’t been disposed of
anywhere in the house.

The officers found themselves up
against a blank wall wherever they
turned. Mrs. Ames had been a cheerful,
pleasant woman — and was apparently
without an enemy. Though she was

men in her life. She’d divorced her
husband, they were told, many years
before.

Police, of course, talked to her
husband. He said he hadn’t seen her in
20 months and could only find good
things to say about her. “She was a
wonderful mother to the kids,” he
declared. “I can’t imagine what could
have happened to her or who could have
wanted to harm her.” His alibi seemed
to be airtight.

Determined to break this utterly
bizarre mystery, Chief of Police William
Rapp ordered every person in _ his
department deputized ‘“‘until this case is
broken.’’ The Ames’ house and grounds
were gone over again and again. The
people in the neighborhood were
re-interviewed. But the mystery of Mrs.
Ames’ disappearance grew more
haunting by the hour.

Days not just hours, went by, with

Mrs. Ames still as bafflingly missing as

ever. And then weeks went by. People.

took to looking at the Ames’ home with
a kind of shuddering awe... for it
seemed to hold a mystery far beyond
the comprehension of any ordinary
man.

More than two months passed. Then
one day the police got a phone call from
Anthony Laury. He was an employee of
the state highway department, who

lived next door to Mrs. Ames. He.
seeméd quite excited. Something about

finding a corpse in his attic...

It seemed Laury’s nine-year-old boy,
Richard, had noticed a spot in the
ceiling of their living room and had
called it to his father’s attention. The
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The blood that had caused the spot
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said he had absolutely no idea how it
had got in his attic. He didn’t really
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glimpse of her in her yard or on her
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He’d been away working as usual the
day she’d disappeared.. Maybe his
housekeeper, Mrs. Angel, who looked
after his children, Richard and Dolly,
could shed a little more light on things.

But Mrs. Angel declared she couldn't.
It so happened, she said, she had to be
away that day and had left the children
early that morning and hadn’t come
back until rather late that evening. The
children, who played down the block a
good deal of the time, could throw no
light on how the body of Mrs. Ames ha
come to be in their attic.

So the mystery seemed as deep and
fantastic as ever...and might .have
stayed that way if one of the officers
hadn’t happened to be a family man...

““You mean the children were left all
by themselves on this day?’’ he asked
with lifted eyebrows.

“Oh, no,’’ Laury spoke up. ‘When
Mrs. Angel had to go away sometimes,
Frank Jenner, who was boarding with
me at the time, would look after the
kids. You know, see that they had
something to eat around meal times.
Things like that.”

Laury couldn’t tell them much about
Frank Jenner, except that he was a
young, nice-looking man who had been
employed at the time. Laury said he had
no idea where he’d gone.

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run down the powerfully built young
man — and the eerie case of the missing
housewife, who seemed to _ have
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daylight, was solved.

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answer. Jenner, who was dead broke
and living with another man’s wife,
noticed that Mrs. Ames always seemed
to be well-dressed and figured she must

have quite a bit of money. So Jenner .

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said she was wanted right away at the
Laury house. Like a good neighbor, she
dropped everything she was doing — her
ironing — and hurried next door. There
she was promptly clubbed to death and
her body carried up to the Laury attic.

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