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A 26 THE MANHEIM TRAGEDY. teeta Lee
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Ny the perpetrators of so great an outrage ought to be, hung iu public; and petitions :
oe ie were actually put in circu-ation praying for a special suspension of the law regu-.
Re lating executions. forthis partionlar uccasion. Luckily, however, for the interests
F of public morality, this movement was soon frowned down. A class, however, re-.

mained, who still insisted that ‘the Sheriff ought to hang the murderers 60 high
above the jail walls that those outside could see them!” an evasion of the law
which Sheriff Rowe, of course, would vot io any event countenance in the least, _

The act abolishivg public executions was passed ov the [0ih of April, 1834, and -
is as folluws:

LIFE AND. CONFESSION
Sec. 1. Whenever hereafter any person ehall be condemned to sutier death by hanging - ALEXANDER ANDERSON. |

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for any crime of which he or she shall have been convicted, the said punishment shall be
inflicted on him or her within the walls or yard of the jail of the county in wHich he or

she shall have been eonvicted; and it shall be the duty of the sheriff or coroner of the said~
county to attend and be present at such execution, to which he shall invite the presence.
.of a physician, attorney-general or deputy attorney-general of the county and twelve

reputable citizens, who shall be selected by the sheriff; and the said sheriff shall, at the’

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1 was born in the oity of Lancaster on the 16th of December, 1820, and am

request of the criminal, permit such ministers of the gospel, not exceeding two, as he or therefore turned of 37 years of age. I was about four years old when my father-
she may name, and any of his or her immediate reiatives, to attend and be present-at’ * j en : fook me down to Mr. MeConky’s, where:
a such execution, together with such officers of the prison and such of the sheriff’s deputies. died. Soon after his oe, each 32 oe iles f Mt. Eden (then) in Bart:
a: aa as the said sheriff or coroner in his disoretion may think it expedient to have present, and f my brother had served his time at, about two miles from Mt. Kde
ts 2 pics: oH permitted to _ getayetion gee oo to witness the said preps ae i twp. My mother died on the night of the same day she took me down to:
oF . ro at erson un a ermitt t to witness the: , a ; ‘ ster ?
i. pe ka Bs seal Bis oo ee Boe McConky’s ; and soon after she was buricd, I was taken to the Lancaster County
# Sgc. 2. After the execution, the said sheriff or coroner shall make oath: or affirmation Poor House. After I had been there a short time, Mr. Withers took me down -
© in writing, that he proceeded to execute the said criminal within the walls or yard afore- ( : ister lived, and I stayed there until they took:
(ie said, at the time designated by the death-warrant of the governor, und the same shall be.. 3 the Mt. Eden Furnace, where = — : .
+ Bled in the office of the clerk of the oourt of oyer and terminer of the sforesaid county,.. fe me back to the Poor House again.

and a copy thereof published in two or more newspapers, one at least of which shall be -T remained in the Poor House but a short time, when Mr. Christian Diffenbach

printed in the county where the execution took place ; ‘ ‘ <3 1. took me away to live with him, I was
All who feel an interest in the vauseof public morality have abundant reason - ’ the tanner, living on the Strasburg roac : oe y pineal ae

to rejoice in the passage of the above act; and may the day never come when. i not there long until he found out that I wad a bad boy~ ; , s i

legislation wiil yield to the clamor of c-rrupt public taste or a morbid curiosity, I began to steal—stole whiskey—got drunk—and he took me back to the Voor:

by consenting to ita repeal or countenancing its loose administration even in a
single instance.
ANDERSON WRITING HIS CONFESSION.
On the &th of February, the same day the death watrants were read to the-
Prisoners, Anderson commenced writing his Life and Coufession, The idea of

House. J was only about six years old then. Mr. Diffenbach took me back to the-
Poor House, and there I remained until Isaac Gilmore, a colored man, took me
* out, and put me at his own business, which was sweeping chimneys. He lived ?
in Lancaster city, and I went out with him through the country, helping him to-

having it published _for the benefit of his wife and children seems to have ocour- 2 sweep chimneys. :

red to him b-fore his trial, and he refused all offers made from outside parties to~ .__. se Ltie > Duriag the time I was with Gilmore, in traveling round the country, I was con--
purchase the manuscri,t.. He requested Henry C. Locher, the-keeper of the Se ing tu steal and growing in other bad habits. One time, when we
Prison, to sycure the services of a competent compiler aud publisher, which led _ tinually learning tu stea g 6

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to the arrangements under which this publication now appears hefore the public.
He wrote at various times, from the 8th of February until the 27th of March,
such mattrrs as he cotld recall to mind—all of which, with the exception of a
Single small paragraph indirectly involving inuocent parties in an unpleasant rela. -
tion to one of his licentious iutrigues, and several pages of repetition of his pro--

fessions uf repentance and religious declarations, is printed in the following pages,- __.

ag nearly in the order of their occurrence as it was possible to arrange them.

The subject-matter of what Andsr on wrote, has been copied almost verbat m.
He wrote a passable hand, for a man of his condition, but his knowledge of or-
thography was so imperfect, that to have followed his spelling would have made:
the Confession, in many points, almost un-ntelligible. The com iler was obliged
frequently to cross-question him to ascertain the meaning of passages rendered
obscure from this cause.

It may be of interest to many to add that the hymn with which the Confes--

siou closes, was written cown by Anderson himself, from memory, he having com- -
mitted it from a printed slip furnished by Rev. Mr. Appleton in one of his early
visits tothe condemned. As his time drew near, he frequently repeated the -
words, with apparent earnestness and humility of feeling; and he was very par-
ticular in requisting that this hymn should not be omitted in the publication.
The reader will see how appropriat» it was to his wretched condition, H

Of the truth and sincerity of the Contess.on, there can be no doubt; and his
we to tell ul? may be regarded as an evidence of his final repentance.

were in Marietta, I robbed a little girl of asim of money. I was then a little’
boy myself, and as I was not found out, it made me bold to steal wherever I could
get the chance. It would be impossible for me to remember half thease things:
now which took place when I was but a boy. I was then taking the little ——
in the path which, when I got older, were fast leading me to 8 galiows' May:
others tuke warning of my fate and heware sf the first little orimes which lead:
the young astray ! oS : ; oe 5
I was with Gilmore about fourteen years, but during that time he treated me:
go badly that my brother (who is since dead) once made an attempt to take me
away, and Isaac did not know how to prevent him from doing so. ingle aster:
mined to keep me by some means, and soon inventeda plan, He went to F redericl”
Cooper, and stated to him that my brother had gaid to him that he would set fire’
to Mr, Cooper’s stables, and that this could be proven by mo. Mr. Cooper then
had my brother arrested and put in jail. I was then about fifteen years old.
When the trial came on, Gilmore made me swear that I had heard my brother
say he would set fire to Mr. Cooper's stables, I did swear as he wanted me to da,
but my brother got clear and I still continued to live with Gilmore as before, and’
my brother did not again interfere to take me away.

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222 COMMONWEALTH v. ABEL, Appellant.

Arguments—Opinion of the Court. [245 Pa.
kelman, 12 Pa. Superior Ct. 497; State v. Gray, 43 Ore-
gon, 446; Mattox v. United States, 146 U. S. 140; Com.
y. Williams,.2 Ashmead 69.

A delibgrate and wilful intent to take life may be in-
ferred from the use of a deadly weapon on a vital part of
the body: Com. vy. Drum, 58 Pa. 9; Kilpatrick vy. Com.,
31 Pa. 198.

OPINION BY Mr. JUSTICE PoTTER, May 4, 1914:

It a$Spears from this record that at a Court of Oyer
and Terminer for the County of Philadelphia, William
Abel, the defendant, was indicted, tried, convicted of

murder of the first degree, and sentenced. The first as-—

signment of error is, that the learned court erred in ad-
mitting as evidence in the case an alleged voluntary state-
ment, made by the defendant. It is suggested in the
argument that undue pressure was brought to bear on
the prisoner in order to procure the statement. This
suggestion is not strongly pressed, however, and our
reading of the evidence has not satisfied us that any
undue pressure was brought to bear. The testimony
shows that the statement was made without any prom-
ises whatsoever being made to the prisoner, and with
the knowledge upon his part, that it would be used
against him at the trial. The defendant can read and
write; and it appears that he signed the statement know-
ing its contents, and knowing that it set forth that it
was made of his own free will and accord. In the state-
ment he admitted that he shot the boy, but claimed that
it was accidental. In view of these facts, and in the ab-
sence of any denial on the part of the defendant that the
statement was niade voluntarily we think it was admis-
sible against him.

The second assignment relates to the admission in evi-
dence upon the trial, as.a dying declaration, of a state-
ment alleged to have been made in the hospital by the
boy, Thomas Kane, who was shot, and who died as a
result thereof. We think the requisites for the admis-

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sion of the declaration existed in the present case. The

_ testimony shows that after the boy was shot and was

taken to the hospital he was advised by the physician in

charge that his condition was serious. That it was doubt

ful if they could pull him through. It appeared that the
boy was a Catholic, and that a priest was sent for, who
administered to him the last rites of the church, which

are only administered when the danger of death is im-

minent. After this the boy was operated upon. The
next morning the police came to the hospital and the
physician said to the boy, who had passed a bad night,
“Tommy I don’t think you are going to live much longer.
We want you to tell us the truth, tell us all you know
so we can find out who did this to you, and have them |
punished in the proper way.” The boy nodded his head
and told his story. It also appeared that shortly after
the operation, the boy twice asked his father if in case
of his death, the father would take him to the country
and bury him; the father said he would. In the face of
this testimony we do not see that it can be reasonably
doubted, that the boy told his story under the impression
that his death was near at hand. As a matter of fact
he died within two hours thereafter. We cannot there-
fore say there was error in admitting the statement.
Nor, do we see any merit in the assignment of error
which suggests that the ingredients necessary to consti-
tute murder in the first degree were not shown. It ap-
peared that the boy was first assaulted, and then was bru-
tally shot in a vital part of the body. The pistol being
held so close as to singe and blacken the flesh. From the
facts attending the shooting, which were shown, the jury
could reasonably infer the existence of an intention to
kill. Taking into account the part of the body in which
the boy was shot, it is to be presumed that whoever fired
the shot knew that it was likely to be fatal. No ex-
tenuating circumstances whatever were shown. We re-
gard the evidence as sufficient to warrant the inference
of a deliberate and wilful intent to take life. Our ex-

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220 COMMONWEALTH v. ABEL, Appellant.
Syllabus—Statement of Facts. [245 Pa.

Commonwealth v. Abel, Appellant.

Criminal law—Evidence—Confessions—Dying declarations.

1. Where at the trial of an indictment for murder, a statement
signed by the prisoner setting forth that it was made of his own
free will and accord, that he had shot the deceased, but that the
shooting was accidental, was offered in evidence, and where it ap-
peared that no promise has been held out to defendant to induce
him to make the statement; that defendant knew that it would be
used against him, that he could read and write and that he was
aware of the contents of the paper when he signed it, and where
defendant did not deny that the statement was made voluntarily,
the trial judge properly admitted the evidence.

2. On the trial of a murder case the court did not err in admit-
ting in evidence, on behalf of the Commonwealth, a statement of
the deceased, a boy of twelve years, made two hours before his
death, describing the circumstances under which he was attacked,
where it appeared that after the boy was shot he was taken to a
hospital where he was told by a physician that his condition was
serious; that he was.a Catholic and received from a priest the
last rites of the church, which are only administered when danger
of death is imminent; that after he was. operated upon he asked
his father to have him buried in the country in case of death; and

‘the next day, after being told by the physician that he would not
live much longer, he was asked to tell all he knew about the attack,
and thereupon nodded his head and told his story.

Murder—Degree of guilt—Murder of the first degree.

3. A conviction of murder of the first degree, and sentence of
death, were justified by the evidence, where it appeared that de-
fendant had attempted to commit an unnatural crime upon de-
ceased; that deceased had struggled to escape and defendant shot
~ him in a vital part of the body, holding the revolver so close as to
singe and blacken the flesh, and then ran away; and deceased died
from the wound the next day.

Argued Feb. 16, 1914. Appeal, No. 32, Jan. T 20l4.
by defendant, from sentence of O. & T. Phutadelpnia Co.,
May Sessions, 1913, No. 617, on verdict of guilty of
murder of the first degree in case of Commonwealth of
, vy. William Abel. Before Fann, C. J,

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COMMONWEALTH v. ABEL, Appellant. 221
1914.] Statement of Facts—Arguments.
MESTREZAT, POTTER, ELKIN and MOoscHZzISKER, JJ. Af:
firmed.

Indictment for murder. Before ORMEROD, J.

From the record it appeared that the evidence was not
contradicted that the defendant had attempted to com-
mit an unnatural crime upon the deceased, a boy of .
about twelve years, that the boy struggled to escape from
defendant, and that defendant then drew a revolver and
shot deceased in a vital part of his body, and ran away.
The deceased was taken to a hospital where he died the
next day.

Other facts appear in the opinion of the Supreme
Court.

The jury found a verdict of guilty of murder in the
first degree upon which sentence of death was passed.
Defendant appealed.

Errors assigned, among others, were rulings on eyvi-
dence, and. the judgment of the court.

Peter M. MacLaren, with him John R. McLean, Jr.,
for appellant.—The confession introduced in evidence
was not voluntary.

The testimony relating to the death bed statements of
the deceased did not show that they were made under
the apprehension of death, and was inadmissible: Kane
v. Com., 109 Pa. 541; Sullivan v. Com., 938 Pa. 284;
Com. vy. Willams, 2 Ag 69; Kilpatrick vy. Com., 31 PA:
198.

A verdict of first degree murder was not warranted by
the evidence: Kehoe v. Com., 85 Pa. 127; Small v. Com.,
91 Pa. 304; Com. vy. Rhoads, 23 Pa. Superior Ct. 512.

Joseph H. Taulane, Assistant District Attorney, with
him Samuel P. Rotan, District Attorney, for appellee —
The death bed statements were admissible as dying dec-
larations: Kilpatrick y. Com., 31 Pa. 198; .v. Win-

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In presenting to the pnblic so remarkable a narrative of adventure and
erime as is contained in the following pages, the Publisher deems it proper
to say a word by way of explanation and suggestion. We are not of the
elass who take pleasure in the reading or circulation of the details of the
horrible in crime. In view of the moral effects such publications may have
upon the minds of those who read with an tmproper motive, it were, pefhapa,

better if such publications could be suppressed. But generally, and in this .

case particularly, this would be impossible. When an execution takes place,

publications purporting to be confessions, will make their appearance, and
- too often without regard to whether the condemned made an actual confession

ornot. It would have been so in this case, no less than three copy-rights
having been taken out prior to this one, for titles purporting to cover con-

-fessions of Antlerson and Richards; and knowing this, when the compiler

and publisher were appealed to by one of the unfortunate men to take the
matte# in hand and publish his only authentic Life and Confession, the profits
to be applied for tho benefit of his wife and children, we consented to do
that which, under other circumstances, would have been declined. -This
book is therefore published under the following agreement, the obligations of

"which, on our part, will be carrigd out to tho very letter:

ue Lanoaster County Prison, March 4, 1833.
Know all men by those presents, that [, ALEXANDER ANDERHON, now in the Lanonster
County Prison under sentence of death, do hereby appoint HA. Rockarir LD sole: agent
to publish and gell my life and confession, ut such price as ho may think proper... . the
profits froin the sale to be paid over to IT. C. Locner, and to be by him inv ested either
in real estate security or city coupon bonds, the interest thereof to gy to my wife during her
hake aitained ware ago

before ber demise.
. Witnese my hand and seal this fourth day of March; 1858. RE aks
ALEXANDER ANDERSON, { sxau. }

Witness present at signing: RUDOLPH RESSLER. ee

Of one fuct the public may be fully assured. This “ Life and Confession”
is authentic. The greater part of it was written down by Anderson himself,
at different times, after his conviction, a3 he could recall the leading incidentg
of his life to mind. ‘This was transcribed, the orthography corrected, and
the whole then read over to the prisoner in his cell, and again revised under
his direction. Of coarse, it could. not be expected that he conld reeollect
the dates of so many incidents as fill up the measure of his lifo, or even pre-
serve their chronological order. ‘These were therefore arranged as correctly

as possible, by the compiler referring to the court and prison reeords, and,
"in some cases to incidental circumstances, by which alone the prisoner could
fix facts in his mind. After the whole was prepared for the presa, Anderson
requested that the names of certain parties implicated inZhis crimes and
licentiousness should be omitted, ag he, upon reflection, feared their publica.

tion might work to their prejudice in after life, and he could‘not dio in peace

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her veius and paralized her senses. Lying in that dark room, their bodies in an
indelicate position, were her mother and mother-in-law, with their throats out
from ear to ear, and their clothes and persons saturated in their own blood.

As soon as sho had sufficiently recovered from the shock, she fled from the house
and gave the alarm to the neighbors. In a short time the whole neighborhood
was aroused, and parties went in search of the authors of the bloody deed.
Suspicion at once fell upon two sweoers, one of whom was represented as a negro,
and the other as a mullato speaking the German language, who had been seen in
the neighborhood in the early part of the day, and, at a later hour, making their -

way towards Lancaster. Mr. Isaac Kauffman, one of Garber’s nearest neighbors, --

took his horse and carriage and drove to Lancaster,giving information at the Mayor's’
office and sending for Coroner Summy. The most intense excitement prevailed
in and around the city. Few of the details were known, but suilicient was pub-
lished in the daily papors of that evening to send a thrill of horror to the heart
of every man, woman and child. Mayor Zimmerman despatched officers Myers and
Gormley to the tirst gate on the Litiz pike, where it was ascertained that two men
answering the ‘description of the suspected murderers had passed that point on
their way tothe city. In the meantime officer Baker had gone out tothe New .
Holland Pike and around by the Locomotive Works, where a number of boys
were playing shindy, whom he told to keep a sharp look-out while he went for his

revolver. The boys subsequently saw the “sweeps” coming up from the Groffs-- -
town road, and immediately sent two of their number to the Mayor’s office, while - -

the others followed the murderers intotown. They took « circuitous cuurse, dodg- -
ing throngh alleys, and were finally arrested by officers Baker, Wuttnaglo and
Kuhns, in Middle-st., near Stony Alley. Thoir arrest and commitment wore
announced in the papers that same, evening. Thoy wero taken to the Mayor's
oilico, before Alderman Mugser, about four o’slock, who committed them for a
farther hearing on the following Saturday. When arrested about $90 in gold
and silver was found concealed on Anderson’s person, under his shirt, tied up in -
a Liverpool salt sack, an! this again tied up in an unworn silk handkerchief.
Three half dollars were found on Richards wrapped up ina piece of a Gerthan
newspaper, similar to that found in the chest from which the money was taken.
When the prisoners were brought to the Mayor’s office, a large and excited crowd
gathered in and around the building, and when they were finally brought out to

be taken up to prison, the excitement was intense, exceoding even that manifested

in the Haggerty murder case. Several persons in the crowd called out, * Lynch
the d—d niggers !” and at one time it looked as if the suggestion might be acted
upon, but the officers were allowed to take them to prison without hindrance.

{n the Alderman’s office, Anderson appeared to be sensible of his fosition and -
shed tears; but Richard’s acted the bravo throughout, remarking, at one time, -
that he “didn’t care ad—n what they done with him!’’ Blood was found on.-.
his shirt in several places, a large blotch appearing upon one of his wrist bands, -
which he said came there by killing a turkey. Both denied having come through
the Litiz toll gate, but the gate keeper fully identified them as the men who -
passed through. When they were stripped at the prison, Llgod was found upon
other portions of their clothes, and one conclusive circumstance of their guilt |
was a half-blotch of blood upon the outside and lower edge of Richards’ panta-
loons, which corresponded with the other half upon one of the old shoes Sound under

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ual advisers of the condemned, to say that they desired certain other matters
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other matter which will be read with interest, and may be read with profit
by all who read with a praiseworthy motive. .

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sideration of the moralist and philanthropist. In tracing the life of Ander-

son we find that ignorance and intemperance, operating under the influence -

of early and continued evil associations, were the primal causes of thas

criminal career which ended upon the gallows. The only education he re-

ceived was in schools of vice and villany of the lowest order. At the early

ago of six years we find him contracting a taste for intoxicating liquors, aud

actually stealing whiskey to gratify this propensity. Losing his place on

account of this misconduct, he falls into the hands of a man who taught him

~ perjury against his own brother | Thus, step by step, he advances further

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his constant gompanions. The brutal outrage which brought him and his

‘ “companion in crime to the gallows, was THE WORK OF RUM. The tirst direct

step towards the murder of Mrs, Garber and Mrs. Ream seeins to have been

- prompted by a desire to secure “a levy” to buy another pint of whistey, They

had already drank cnough (in Anderson’s own words) “to raise the dovil in

* them,” and failing to secure the means of further gratifying their appetites
by fair means, they did not long hesitate te use the most foul, 3

‘ gmaller crimes, because, like Anderson, they may not “be found out,” take
timely warning by his fate. Degraded as he was, he had natural abilitics
which, properly educated and directed in other channels, might have made

“+ him a worthy man and au honor to his race. Drinking, gambling, licentious-
-° ness, and bad aggociations, led him to atcaling—to murder—to the gallows.
“"! Often, he tells us, he stole ‘and was not found out.” Let others, addicted

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ta similar vices, take warning, even though they boast white skins. ““ Mur-
~~. der will ont 1”) And the end of every such life is but another illustration of
~~ “that proverbial trath which su many refuse to learn, until too fate— *:

“The way of the transgressor ts hard.”

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THE MANHEIM TRAGEDY.

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~ , BRIEF HISTORY OF THE MURDER AND THE ARREST. —— ~~
Tux unprovoked and cold-blooded murder of Mrs. Garber and Mrs. Ream, in ~
Manheim-twp., Lancaster edunty, on Tuesday the 15th of December, 1857, forms ae
one of the most terrible pages in the bloody annals of crime. One of the most
ahagpking of murders ever recrded, as occurring anywhere, the Manheim Tragedy ‘e
wag the most cruel an‘l revolting outrage ever perpetrated in this commuuity, ae
The murders in Lancaster county (of which a brief account is elsewhere given
in these pages) present no parallel, The Haggerty murder, in which two hufan =
beings were inhumanly butchered,.and 4 third maimed for life, by a fiend crazed ~

pO with deep and fri quent potations from that cup in which “ murder most foul” is too ne

often, concealed, even that, horriblg as it was, did not equal the Manheim outrage. —
We say outrage, for any ,other term would fail to express the full meaning of —
that dark transaction. It was a murdor; but it was more. It was amid-day |
robbery, by hands dripping with innocent blood; but it was more. It was all ~
that those who gazed npon that terrible scese after the deed was discovered conld
imagine; but it was still more. Haggerty did not spare the form of woman, nor
even childhood ; bat, fiend that he was, he did not conceive, much less execute, 2
the horrid ides of gratifying the brutality of unbridled passion by outraging the
persons of his mangled and bleeding’ victims. He demanded only blood, and was -
satisfied with blood: the fionds in the Manheim outrage were not satisfied with —
that. . Their double-murder was the work of a triple motive— they demanded
blood—gold—and _ The heart sickens—thought recoils within the dungeon -
of the mind-—imagination palls—the pon involuntarily stops, at the contempla- —
tion of such a compound deed of fiendish brutality. While it was enacting, —
angel# wept and averted their earth-reaching eyrs, unused to look down upon 2
auch human depravity; and devils trembled at the contemplation of the conse- —
quences of their own hellish conception and instigation.

On the morning of the 15th of December the sun rose bright and beautifal, and
shed his golden rays in the happy hone of Conrad Garber. At an early hour he .
took leava of his wife ani daughter for the day, and proceeded to bis daily em- ae
ployment at some distance. It was the day preceding market, and Mrs. Garber, =:
as it was her custom, made tho usual preparations for going to town the next
morning. , Her daughter, Susan, having gone to visit a friend, Mrs. Elizaboth Ream, ~
a rolative and neighbor, came to keep Mrs. Garber company. The two old ladied .

‘were thug alone. No one,save the Omniscient, knew what was trunspiring in that 2

house until about one o'clock, when Mrs. Mary Ann Ream, daughter-in-law of |
Mrs. Ream, went down the hill-side from her own home “to keep the old folks
company.” As she entered the house a death-like silence reigned within. She
entered the kitchen and there beheld enerring indications of some dreadful strug- —
gle,,,, The furniture was displaced and marks of blood were upon the lower step ~
of the stairs leading to the attic from the kitchen. Startled at the bare concep- ~

tion of some undefined dreadful outrage, young Mra. Ream proceeded to the door ”

se

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~ of the back room, and there a spectacle met her gaze which froze the blood in x

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RE: William Autenreith, Pennsylvania, 1764

According the the Gentleman's Magazine issues of
January and February 1763 (datelines 1/17 & 2/10),
William Autenreith was cast for death at the Old
Bailey Sessions on 1/17/63 for robbing a London
goldsmith named Mr. Laprimadaye to the tune of #100
worth of plate. He was ordered for Tyburn on 2/10/63
at which time he was carted thence with three others
but was reprieved under the gallows, (while the other
three swung), and brought back to Newgate Prison
with a rope around his neck afterwhich his sentence
was commuted to transportation.

The London paper also states that Autenreith was a
"surgeon' by trade and was not English-born. (The
surname is Austrian and extremely rare).

There can be little or no doubt that this is the
same person who was executed at Philadelphia in 1764.
The distinctive name and the time frame fit perfectly.

Note: This is the first tangible tidbit about an
American case gleaned from an English source.
There will undoubtedly be others since many probably
have shady pasts in the Mother Country. So the Eng-
lish papers bear checking for background info in ad-
dition to mention of American cases for which Ameri-

can records are lost.
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used in the New. York slaying of three of

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ings. and ‘Slayings.

» ky tie phe ‘ oe . oe hes,

1933: William
Hamm, Jr., right,
with friends after
he was kidnaped

By Dan Foley

Expert in
Criminological Research

The Month Five Years Ago:
June, 1933 ke
EADLINES: Hell breaks loose in 1928: Hazel Bel-
ford Glab, whose
husband was shot -
in odd. mystery

the plaza of Union Station at
Kansas City when five men are
slain by machinegunners attempting to
liberate Frank Nash, bandit and killer,
who was being returned to Leaven-
worth, from’ which he escaped three : ¢
years ago. Victims are Nash’ himself; :
Raymond J. Caffrey, special agent of
the Bureau of Investigation; Otto Reed,
Chief of Police of McAlester, Okla~
homa; Frank -.Hermanson and W. J-
Grooms, Kansas City detectives. Two
other G-Men aré wounded. One of the ing two weeks beforg.-r"Pirird-me
machinegunners is believed to be Har- berefthe ganp-to die within a month;
vey Bailey, pal of Nash and fugitive AMWilliam=O ppenheim, a Waxey Gordon
Kansas State Penitentiar follower, is put on the ‘spot in Pater-
son, New Jersey. ;
Identified as a member-of a gang of
“Jove pirates,” Richard Bach, 20, con-
fesses the murder of Rose McCloskey,
G-Men’s machine. Far-flung seq ch is’ nineteen-year-old salesgirl, in Phila-
delphia’s Fairmount Park. He tells po-
lice he knocked out the girl’s escort
with a-rock, then assaulted Miss Mc-
is Closkey and cut her throat.

bound and gagged in a hotel room be-
fore being stabbed. The triple slaying
believed to be in retribution for a kill-

m=

verdict in the case of Edward Maloney

campus of Stanford University at San f6 per, who arry
Jose, California.. The body of Mrs.’ Fay, notorious racketeer, \ on New
Lamson was. found in the bathroom Year’s Day. Maloney, working as

of their home, severely bruised, and. doorman at Fay’s night. club, quar-
reled with his employer over payment
of back wages... Tripped up by the
clew of a carpenter’s pencil found at
the scene of the crime, Lloyd Price
is ‘sentenced to die for the sex murder
six-year-old © Helen — Sterler ‘in
Brooklyn. :
Victims of a double-cross. in the

* Charles Calabrese. Each man had been “division of loot, Marcel ‘Poffo and

New York jury votes a manslaughter

Max Parkin, members of a bank-rob-
bery gang, are found slain in West-
chester County, New York .. . Con-
necticut police grill a 61-year-old bur-
glary suspect in connection with the
mysterious 1931 murder of Benjamin
Collings in Long Island Sound. But he
proves an alibi for the night when two
men committed the crime on the yacht
Penguin, and is released.
KIDNAPINGS: William Hamm,
Junior, wealthy resident of St. Paul,

Minnesota, is snatched and held for

$100,000 ransom. Leader of abduction
mob believed to be Verne Sankey,
also wanted for Boettcher and Haskell
Bohn kidnapings. After four days full
payment is made and Hamm is re-
leased. Twin City civie leaders,
aroused by repeated snatches, raise
reward for capture of the gang.

Kenneth Buck, convicted of kidnap-
ing little Peggy McMath on Cape Cod,
draws a 24-year-sentence. His brother
Cyril, who acted as go-between in ran-
om negotiations, is acquitted
M<Men solve abduction of Mary Mc-
yy, daughter of the City Manager
Ansas City, by arrest of eight men

omen. Walter McGee, ex-con-
vict, stized at Amarillo, Texas, con-
fesses he was ring-leader and gives up

ABERY: Bandit raid of the month
Woccurs at Cullom, Illinois. Eight
sAnmen terrorize the town with typical
ild West shooting, wound two citi-
zens, loot two banks and escape with
$5,000.
MISCELLANEOUS: | Lottie Coll,
widow of the “Mad Dog,” is arrested
with two boy friends and accused of
killing a bystander during a holdup in
the Bronx, New York City .. . “Pretty
Boy” Floyd and Adam Richetti kidnap
Sheriff Jack Killingsworth, who tries
to arrest them at Bolivar, Missouri.
After wild ride of 500 miles the law
man is freed .. . Murray Humphries,
notorious Chicago racketeer, indicted
for income-tax frauds. :

~

of Crime |
een a “Month of Robberies, Kidnap- | :
Recall Any of These

Crimes?

PENOLOGY: Two lifers, Jim Ster-
ling and H. C. Bradbury, escape from
Oklahoma State Prison, kidnaping a
guard to use as a shield and later
throwing him from their stolen: car.
The fugitives had been taken outside
the penitentiary walls to repair ma-
chinery.

The Month Ten Years Ago:
June, 1928

HEADLINES: Chicago gangdom in
ferment. Big Tim Murphy, powerful
mob leader, mail robber and former
State legislator, is put on the spot in
fight for control of the $1,500,000 ex-
tortion racket. Meantime, Government
graft inquiry in city shows payments
totaling $100,000 had been made by
underworld to prohibition officers. A
special grand jury investigating Chi-
cago’s alliance between crime and poli-
tics indicts ten gangsters for terrorism
in recent election campaign.

KILLINGS: Los Angeles detectives
try to solve puzzling slaying of John
Glab, wealthy retired druggist and
bootlegger. His bride of five months,
Hazel Glab, is questioned.

George Remus, former Cincinnati
bootleg king who was committed to
the State Hospital for the Insane after
slaying his wife Imogene, finally wins
his release from the Ohio Supreme
Court. ;

At Tulsa, Oklahoma, J. B. McNeal,
former County jailer, kills Miss Sabra
Green, 28, in a taxicab, goes to a
phone-booth to notify an undertaker,
and then commits suicide ... H.C.
Smith of Denver, foreman of.a mine
near Mexico City, is assassinated while
driving to work, and a reward of 2,000
pesos is offered for the killers.

Thomas F. Leach is relieved when
Manhattan detectives nab him for the
killing of his sister; “Now she is safe
from the spirits,” he says. . . George
Yarrow dies in chair at New Jersey
State Prison for the murder of Rose
Sarlo, sixteen-year-old Sunday-school
teacher. He was convicted of stran-
gling her after police learned that he
burned the auto in which he took her
riding.

Mary McGinty, attractive brunet,
meets death in the office of a doctor in
Philadelphia where she went to seek
work as a housemaid. Police attribute
the crime to Clarence Tull, butler, who
commits suicide before he can be ar-

rested.

KIDNAPING: New York’ police
launch a wide search for ten-year-old
Grace Budd and an elderly man call-
ing himself Frank Howard who lured
her from her home.

ROBBERIES: Heroic work of an
employe frustrates two bandits who -
flee with $50,000 taken from the
Clarksdale branch of the Bank of Ari-
zona. Cashier David Saunders gets
out of the vault in which he was
locked and gives chase. He shoots and
kills one of the robbers, William For-
rester, 30, and helps the sheriff cap-
ture his confederate, Paul Hauffman.

Scotland Yard discloses robbery of
mail-bags brought to England on the
Leviathan. Gems, currency and se-
curities taken from opened envelopes
and packages. At first the loot is esti-
mated at $500,000, but United States
authorities, entering the investigation,
claim it is much below that figure.

With machine-like precision six ban-
dits raid a mail-car at the Union Sta-
tion in Toronto, terrorize the clerks
with sawed-off shotguns and obtain
loot valued at $125,000. They flee in
ear which they drove through the
truck-entrance of the station. Cana~

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» By Colonel Vincent A.
First Assistant District Attorney of
Philadelphia County, Pennsylvania, as Told to

David K. Gordon

Philadelphia. It is

most beautiful and
parks in the world, covering more
than three thousand acres of rich
woodlands, wide, 8rassy fields, recrea-
tion centers, lakes, bridle Paths and
hiking grounds. It is well Policed by
mounted and foot Patrolmen known
as Park Guards, who cooperate with
the regular Philadelphia police. They
protect the
there night or day.

F *enitegcipn PARK is the pride of

within a hair’s breadth of plunging

At Baring
Stewart Harkins, a motorcycle
the car

approach and
lifted his whi to his lips. By the
time he had “town several shrill
blasts the machine was two blocks

He swung sharply into the
f traffic on Powelton
followed b

move,
“What the hell’s the big idea?” the
cop barked. “Get your license!

et out
You birds are going to the coop.”

8

Celaod Thies Vewon du Cenc

Carroll

“The hell we are!” said the driver
defiantly,

“We got a dying man in here!”
Said another from .

though he had failed to catch the
man’s words, “Tryin’ to kid me?”
“Hell, no,” said the third man, “Tf

you keep on talking this guy’s really
gonna kick. Open the door and we’jl
get him out!”

The officer Opened the door, pulled
out his flashlight and played it

his face smeared with blood
Streaming from a long, uneven gash
above his left ear,

“Come on, you fellows, make it
snappy,” ordered the Policeman. “Let's
get him in. We’l] talk about this later.”

Within a few minutes the
man was lying on a table in
cident ward with,

doctors had
blood and cleaned

been hit a terrible blow over
the left temple,” answered one of the
internes. * “This doesn’t look like a
fall. He was struck, and struck hard,
perhaps by the butt of a revolver or
a large rock or a hammer. His skull’s
fractured.”
“Will he live?”

him up.
“He "5

“A chance in a thousand. He’s un-
conscious now. We better get him up-
Stairs,”

As the nurses wheeled out the table
€ unconscious man lay,

“Come along with me.”
Harkins telephoned the desk ser-
geant at the Thirty-Second Street and

This Human Monster R
a City of 2,000,000 U;

at the Fairmount Park
ce shown at the right

Woodland Avenue
away, and reported
hung up, faced the th:
Let’s have your n.
kins, taking o
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Station, eight blocks
the incident. He

ames, first,” ask.
ut a notebook,
the tallest of the

at 813 North

oley of the
nd Woodland
ed within ten

d the three well-dressed
hey smiled and re-
Ve look casually
ve got nothing

Detective piastin

men before h
turned his inspecti
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is.” Then Foley turned, walked back
ind boarded an elevator to an upper
‘oor, He returned in ten minutes.

“Any of you fellas know Dennis
soyle?” he asked.
“No, not me,” answered Cerotta.
“Me neither,” said Konn,
“Not me either,’ said Manzo.
“How'd you come to bring the man
ere?”
“We found him wandering around
ear the Fortieth Street entrance to
‘airmount Park,” said Cerotta, who
eemed to be spokesman for the group.
Up by Fortieth and Girard ... You
now the neighborhood.”
“What happened?”
“We don’t know,” replied Cerotta,
is dark eyes looking evenly into
oley’s. “We were driving into the
ark when we saw him wandering
vound.,
“He looked like he was in a daze.
stopped the car near him and saw
lat his face was covered with blood
nd that there was a big cut on his
cad. His arms hung limplike and he
alked in circles. I thought we could
elp him, and I told him .that there
as blood all over his face, and he
iped his face, and said: ‘Yeh, that’s
wood . . . yeh,’ then he just stared
> me like he wasn’t seeing me at all.
“IT could see he wasn’t drinking and
asked him what happened to him
id he just looked at me and didn’t
'y anything. Then Manzo here said
looked like he was beaten up and
iat he was punch-drunk or some-
ling. We tried to get out of him who
» was but he couldn't say. It sure
oked like he was badly hurt and we
cided to bring him to the hospital
id just as we were about to get him
: the car he keels over like a ‘log.
hat’s why we raced like hell down
ortieth Street... I guess you won’t
ul us in for that. We were just
ying to do the right thing, that’s
i?

_ "And that’s the truth,” said the
swarthy Konn,.

“Well, that’s a likely story,” an-
swered Foley. “Fortieth and Girard is
a pretty busy section and_ besides
there’s plenty cops and park guards
around there. Funny they didn’t see
him.”

“Yeh, it is,” said Cerotta.

Foley shot a sharp glance at him.

“Well, you fellows may or may not
have had anything to do with this.
That fellow’s dying. This may turn
out to be murder or it may be an ac-
cident:‘of some sort. He might have
been hit with a car, held up, or a
number of things. But I’ll have to look
into it thoroughly, and I’m sorry but
you men will have to come with me
to the police station until I check you
completely.”

Alt THE station the men were grilled
thoroughly . .. where they worked,
where they had been that evening be-
fore the time they said they found
the wounded man. They answered
willingly, eagerly, as though anxious
to be on their way as quickly as pos-
sible. Each of their answers was
checked by several detectives. At mid-
night Foley said to them:

“You men may go. You're all right

‘as far as we can see. But we want

you to come when we send for you,
any time. Get that?”

“We'll be here whenever you want
us,” said Cerotta,

At 8 a.m. the next day husky Wil-
liam Schaidler, a member of the Fair-
mount Park Guards, was walking
swiftly toward the Strawberry Man-
sion Guard House, which is about a
half-mile from the Fortieth Street
entrance, It was a cold morning and
Schaidler, whose beat in the park
paralleled Girard Avenue from Thirty-
Fourth Street to Fortieth, was chilly.

As he neared Fortieth Street he de-
cided upon a short cut to his head-
quarters. Instead of following a round-

; Lovely little Rose McCloskey went to the park to. :
meet the boy she Joved—but left without him |

about path he cut across the knoll 75
yards beyond the Fortieth Street en-
trance. He raced down the inner in-
cline of the knoll, at the base of which
is an abandoned gravel pit. Near the
bottom he stumbled headlong. He
scrambled. to his feet quickly and went
back to see what had tripped him.
Before him, lying on its back, was
the clothed body of a young woman.
Her face and head had been smashed
into bits of bone until it was noth-
ing but fleshy and bloody pulp. It
looked as if someone had placed her
head on the rock on which it now
rested and then beaten it madly, sav-
agely, with a hammer or a club or
another big rock. Her jugular vein
had been cut and the severed ends
now protruded stiff and grayish from
the gash in her neck. One eye hung
above a deep hole in her left cheek
and her left ear hung loose. Her
forehead was flattened, and the bones
stuck out sharply and jaggedly. The

# - nose was smashed flat.

Her blood apparently had drained
from her body and had been absorbed
by the earth. Dark-brown hair, now
matted with dried blood, was dishev-
eled and clung about the wounds. A
dark cloth coat was torn and dirty.
Black kid gloves, still on her stiff,
clenched hands, were ripped in sev-
eral places. One black satin pump,
the mate of the one on her left foot,
was missing. The heel of her right
foot was a piece of raw flesh.

“Gosh!” exclaimed Schaidler as he

recovered from the shock of his sud-
den gruesome discovery and became
again the cool, practical policeman.
“This is awful.” He kneeled beside
her head and drew the stands of hair
from the wound in her neck. He
studied the wound for a while, and
flanking the gash he noticed strange,
bluish cabalistic marks.

Teeth marks, thought Schaidler. Yes,
teeth marks!

An idea ran through his mind that
made his skin crawl, and in the silence
about him he gave forceful expression
to his awesome thought. :

“Great Heavens!” he ‘exclaimed.
“Someone bit open her vein and drank
her blood!”

He shot to his feet, turned from the
body and_ sprinted for Headquarters.

Harry D. Heanly, who was then
Captain of the Homicide Squad of the
Philadelphia County Detectives, was
sitting in my office discussing routine
police matters when a call from his
office was transferred to mine.

IT’S Captain Koch of the Park
Guards,” I said to Heanly, hand-
ing him the phone.

“Yes, Captain,” said Heanly into the
transmitter. “Yes... yes... What’s
that?” He half rose from his chair.
“Bit open her vein! .. .”

His eyes bulged, his hands gripped
the phone so hard the blood ran from
them. .I watched Heanly closely,
raptly. Never in the many years of
my close association with him in police

9


Charles Manzo corroborated all
that his pals told police, but—

matters had. I seen him excited by any
sort of crime. When he hung up and
turned to me his body was tense, his
hands were clenched, his wide, gray
eyes seemed to be looking at a blood-
curdling scene,

“This is the damndest thing I ever
heard,” he said. “Listen ee And
he told me the details Koch had given
him. When he had finished I sat there
stunned. My skin tingled.

“If it is what I think it is,” I said
finally, “we’ll have to clean it up quick
or else this is going to be a mighty
scared city.”

“You're right,”
between clenched teeth.
going.” .

“Wait,” I said suddenly. My curi-
osity had gotten the better of me. “I’m
going to take charge of this case,
Harry. I'll go out to the park with
you.”

'ITHAT’S O. K. with me, Chief,” he
answered. ‘

“Tl tell District Attorney Kelley
about this, and I’ll call Doctor Wads-
worth.” (Doctor William O. Wads-
worth is the chief medical examiner
of Philadelphia County, internationally
famous as an authority on crimin-
ology.)

“All right,” answered Heanly with
a dark scowl on his face, as he turned
and strode through the door,

“I hope Schaidler is mistaken,” I
said to Doctor Wadsworth when we
were driving to the scene a few min-
utes later. “I think he has gone off
half-cocked. How could he tell that
someone has bitten Open her vein?”

“I know Schaidler,” said Heanly
firmly. “He’s not the kind of a
to get wild ideas. He’s pretty smart.
He’s got a mighty big library on the
history of crime and things like that.
He knows his stuff . . . he’s going far.”

“Books or no books, how the hell
could he tell if someone drank her
blood?” asked Abe Friedman, one of
the ablest men in the Homicide Squad.
“Sounds Screwy to me.
probably was just knocked off,”

“It might be wiser,” counseled the
sage Doctor Wadsworth, “to wait until
we see the body.” He turned to Fried-
man. “By the way, Abe,” he said,
“did you ever hear about vampires?”

10

answered Heanly
“IT better get

.this vampire stuff—demons coming out

A railroad watchman, Thomas

Barry had an uncanny memory
for faces seen on dark nights

“You mean those come-on dames in
the movies?”
answered Doctor Wadsworth.
the demons who come up
from their graves at night and go
about killing women by sucking blood
from their necks,”
“Don’t kid an old copper, Doc,” an-

pire has changed with time,” continu-
ed Doctor Wadsworth. “Today a man
who has the desire to suck the blood
of women, either by biting or cutting
open their veins, is called a vampire.
It is, indeed, a rare form of perversion,
But it exists.”:

“What does he want to drink the

swered Friedman. blood for?” asked Friedman.
“No, Abe, I’m serious. From what “He gets a strange sort of sexual
I’ve been told this might be that sort Satisfaction,” said the physician.
of crime.” “Kraft-Ebing mentions several per-
“Say,” protested Friedman, “I’ve sons who did that. The most vicious
been in this game a long i: I guess was a fellow named Vincenz Verzeni

I’ve seen about every sort of crime a
guy can commit. But I can’t swallow

who lived in Italy in 1872. He killed
two women and sucked their blood
after he beat them up horribly. There’s
no reason why some modern counter-

of graves!” Abe laughed.

“Let Me Have Her... | Drank Her
Blood... She Wasn't the Only One
-.. 1 Cut Her Open... Young Blood"

part of Verzeni couldn’t be roaming
around Fairmount Park now.”
“Well, I’ll be damned!” said Fried-
of a

man.
Dracula, eh, Doctor?”
asked Heanly.

“Sort

“Yes, sort of.”

“Here we are,” said my chauffeur
as he halted the car on a narrow gravel
driveway in the park,

“This area,” said Heanly as we
alighted, “is one of the loneliest and
most guarded sections in the city. For
a long time these big trees here and
these hedges and bushes were hiding
places for petty stickup guys who
preyed on spooners, They’ve been
pretty well cleaned out. Hasn’t been
a holdup here in a long time, and I’m
mighty surprised any sort of crime
could happen aroc;nd here,”

“Maybe it didn’t,” said Friedman.
“Maybe the body was just dragged to
where Schaidler found it.”

“Well,” answered Doctor Wadsworth
kindly, “it may not be the case of a
demon coming out of his grave, It
may be someone who is quite alive
and roaming about even now. I mean,
of course, a human being, a man with
that sort of peculiar perversion—the
rarest of all perversions, the desire
to drink the blood of women by suck-
ing it from their jugular veins.”

“I don’t quite get you, Doc.”

“Well, back in the dark ages such
a demon was known as a vampire.
The belief in them was the most grue-
some of Dark Age Superstitions. The
legends arose long ago in White Russia
and the Ukraine, and even exist today,
The belief was that a dead body actu-
ally arose from its grave to suck the
blood of women sleepers, who would
pine and die while he drew nourish-
ment from their life.”

“Wow!” exploded Friedman.

“But the interpretation of a vam-

Who was the man Edward
Konn hurried to the hospital
on a_i black January night?

The driveway was a hundred fee
from the knoll: And as we stood o
it looking down into the bowl-lik.
depths, where now at least 50 police-
men, detectives, park guards, reporter:
and news photographers had gathered
I could understand easily why this
section was so
bowl was an abandoned gravel pit
about five hundred feet in circumfer-

Captain George Koch,
the Park Guards.

“We have waited for you,”
fers. “Nothing has been touched y
and nothing has
she is over there.’

WE WALKED over to the body, 20)
feet from the closest bench.

As I looked at it my stomach seemed
to somersault. I felt faint, sick. |
turned away for a moment while®
Doctor Wadsworth knelt to exam nek
the wounds. I have seldom seen §
more horribly mangled face. i
Doctor Wadsworth’s eyes, as he

a curious expres-

looked at me, held
sion. He called me aside.
“Vincent,” he said in an undertone,
“Schaidler was right.
vein was bitten open.
dence here that much of
sucked out.” }
I_was too horrified to speak. |
“It would be wise to tell the re
porters simply that she was beaten
up,” counseled the Doctor. “That will,
at least, be a kind act for the public.”
I took his advice and to this day
newspapers in Philadelphia do not
know the true facts of the gruesome
murder in Fairmount Park. No hint
of vampirism ever has been given to
the public before and this story I am
writing for ActuaL Derecrive Stories
time what lay

This woman’
There is evi-
her blood was

will reveal for the first

ADL

are his mind is a little too slick Lo be
caught. I -would suggest you release
them and watch the movements of all
three. He will ti.p himself, You may
have the right man among them.”

I followed Doctor Wadsworth’s ad-
vice. I released them and assigned two
detectives to each suspect. In_ the
meantime the detectives who had been
investigating the lives of Rose Me-
Closkey and Dennis Boyle had found
no incriminating evidence. Rose, they
learned, was a pure girl, and Dennis
lived the full life of the average good-
looking young man. There was nothing
we could find in his past life to show
that he obscured behind his good-look-
ing face the perversion of vampirism.

The days of investigation grew into
months. We received many clews, hun-
dreds of them, day alter day, for the
papers had made a lasting sensation of
the story.

The clews came from many sections
of the country, and although we knew
quite a few of them were from cranks
we could not afford to overlook the
smallest lead. Detectives were sent
everywhere, and often I accompanied
them. But each time we ran into a dead
end—ran into it because the public
never knew that the killing was the
perverse work of a vampire.

And on each of these days I visited
the sickroom where the still uncon-
scious Boyle lay. He was beaten up—
if beaten up it really was—on January
4. Now it was March and he was still
unconscious. It is curious that a man
could have lived so long in that state.

On March 10, 1933, Boyle opened
his eyes. He blinked several times,
looked about wonderingly, bewildered,
as though he were in a strange, new
world. I was standing beside him. Ex-
citement mounted in me.

“Where am I? What’s happened?”
he asked in a low, weak voice. “Rose!
Rose, darling ... Rose... oh—” He
smiled wanly. “I guess Rose isn’t here.”

He looked at me studiously.

“Aren’t you Colonel Carroll?”

“Yes,” I said smiling, “I am.” His
blue eyes were frank. They held an

xpression of happiness.

I walked over to his bedside and
took his hand.

“What are you doing here, Colonel?
Where is Rose?”

“Take it easy, boy.” I decided to lie.
“She’ll be here pretty soon.”

“That’s fine.”

“Do you know who you are?” I
asked smiling.

“Sure do. Dennis Boyle’s the name,
sir, and what have I’ done? How’d I
get here?” :

“Don’t you know, Dennis?”

ae FROWNED as if he were trying
hard. to recall what had occurred.
Then he shut his eyes tightly.

After a few seconds he opened them.
They were startled, hunted, as they
grew wider. He stared at the opposite
wall as if he were seeing there a mo-
tion picture of events in his own life.
He began to speak in a murmuring
voice, staccato-like.

“We went to the park... the old
gravel pit... Fortieth and Girard...
dark it was... sitting on a bench
there ... yes, yes, I recall...” He
spoke swiftly, then he turned and
looked at me.

“Rose and I went to the park in the
old gravel pit where we always went

. . we were talking about getting
married when something hit me on
the head, and I heard Rose screaming
far away... that was last night...
last night it was... where is Rose?
_.. where is she? ... is she all right?
_.. bring Rose to me right away.”

Tears came into my eyes.

“Listen, Dennis, Rose is all right.
She'll be out to see you,” I said, catch-
ing the Doctor’s glance. “But you were
beaten up, Dennis, in the park that
right, and the reason we’re here is to
find out if you know who held you up
and hit you over the head. Can you
tell us that much? Did you see who
did it?”

“No, I didn’t. We were sitting on the
bench.” He thought a while and rested.
“| was hit from behind. The lights
went out right away.”

“Do you feel strong enough to talk

vibe

uw little more?” T asked. “How about 1,
Doctor?”

“J’]] talk some more. I feel pretty
strong but all this is funny. T can’t un-
derstand it.”

“Js there anyone you know who
might have beaten you up that way,
someone who didn’t like you or Rose?”

“I can’t imagine Rose knowing any-
one who didn’t like her. I don’t know
if I have any enemies, either.”

“Were you and Rose sweethearts?”

“Yes, we’re going to be married
pretty soon.”

“Did she have any other men friends,
someone who was jealous of her?”

“ft was the first.” (And last, I could
not help thinking.)

He looked at me suspiciously.

“Now, Colenel, why are you asking
me these questions? Tcll me, is Rose
really all right? Please tell me the
truth?”

It was difficult to lie to him, but
merciful.

“Rése is all right, Dennis. It’s you
we're worrying about.”

“Well, tell her to come to see me
soon, will you?”

A lump came into my throat. I
could fcel again the tears in my cyes—
and I am a supposedly tough D. A.
But this was genuine, young love—
thwarted. I stood up, fearing that my
face might betray the truth.

“P]] be out to see you soon again,
Dennis,” I said, shaking his hand.
“Get well quick.”

“Thank you, Colonel. Don’t forget
to tell Rose, will you?” he added as I
was walking through the door, making
a vow that I would dedicate myself
beyond all else to the capture and
execution of the man who had killed
eo girl, and with her, a fine young

ove.

UT that vow wasn’t very easy to
fulfill. Day after day passed without

a single clew. Dennis, I was certain,
was innocent. His emotion was frank,
real, almost naive. The killer was yet
at large, probably laughing ‘at us,
probably waiting to spring at another
victim. I was seeing him in my sleep.
He was mocking me. Monotonously
the detectives assigned to cover our
three suspects reported nothing un-
usual. Not one of them had been near
the park, always miles from the old
gravel pit. Examination of the strands
of hair and blood on the rocks showed
they came from both Rose and Dennis.
They had been struck by the same
rocks. But held by whom? Were Doc-
tor Wadsworth’s deductions wrong?
Was the killer in the city yet?

“It seems hopeless,” I said to Heanly
wearily as we entered the fifth month
of our ceaseless investigation. We
finally were compelled to tell Boyle
that Rose was dead. We told him the
day he was leaving the hospital. The
shock sent him back to his bed for a
week,

His face went pale, ashen, when we
told him. His mouth opened. Into his
eyes came a hollow look. Then he
fell to the floor of the corridor in the
hospital. He was unconscious for
fifteen minutes. When we brought him
around it was necessary to take him
back to his hospital room. He re-
mained there for an additional weck,
recuperating from the shock of his
fiancee’s brutal death. It was a week
- miserable, frustrated anguish for

im.

Dennis Boyle, I concluded then, was
innocent beyond all doubt. He was
helpless, and angered that he couldn’t
aid us to identify the demoniacal
killer. He implored us to find him;
implored us to allow him to kill him,
tear him to pieces if we ever found
him. There were nights during that
week that he raved in a delirium for
the girl he loved so deeply and tender-
ly, the girl he called “a saint.” Dennis
Boyle was absolutely heart-broken
and broken in spirit as well. He
blamed himself for her death, believ~
ing that if he hadn’t taken her to
the park that night she might yet be
alive. ;

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behind the mutilation of that poor girl, “If this letter belongs to her she, “Nevertheless,” 1 said, “there was a developed men, But
what really happened in the seclusion was killed the night she met this man struggle on or near that middle bench, small to hold those rocks and wield

of the gravel pit that dark, cold night Dennis,” I said finally, She was knocked unconscious on the them to strike someone,” ;
of January 4, 1933. “Perhaps,” said Heanly. “Perhaps a bench and dragged here. “T’ve got a theory this man Dennis,
€ couldn’t release that: informa- jealousy motive.” “Heanly, assign several men to whoever he is, is the person we've

tion. The very iden of a vampire in “I doubt that,” said Doctor Wads- Scurry around here for more clews,” got to find,” said Heanly,
the Twentieth Century would be pre- worth. “I would find this Dennis, of | went on. “Then we'll go to the “Yes,” said Doctor Wadsworth ab-
posterous to most people, as unfamiliar course, Bul ['m cerlain jealousy was morgue and from there to the address stractedly, “you should find him, in-
as the public is with the various and not the motive,” on this card. See if you can get some deed.”
hideous forms sex perversion can take, Jeffers approached us. finger-prints from the rocks, the bench Unconsciously I found myself com-
Then again, such a case would be cer- “T’d like to show you something, and so on,” Paring the size of -my hands with those
tain to stir up the population to fever Colonel. Also you Captain and you, of Heanly’s, Although I am a taller
pitch, excite and terrify beyond con- too, Doctor. Come over here.” " A&E you sure that her vein was man than he, his hands, I saw, were
trol the two million inhabitants of Jeffers stepped to the body, knelt bitten open?” | asked Doctor tremendous appendages to powerful,
Philadelphia. and picked up the right foot. Wadsworth on the way to the morgue, thick arms. ,

The Doctor was still speaking to me “See this? The heel of her right in a vague hope that he was mistaken “It might have been Possible—if she
when I snapped out of my reverie. foot’s been cut to ribbons. Now look —although I seldom found him to be. was hit with those rocks it might have

“I want to get her to the morgue along there to the middle bench. See. “Yes, Iam sure,” he answered medi- been possible for a man to have held

our hands are too

as quickly as Possible,” he said. “I how the pathway’s been made to here tatively. “The solution of this crime, yg of them in both hands,” said Hean-

want to make ertain if she wa crim- through the heavy gravel, as if some- Vincent, will be a matter of teeth.” yo ‘ . .
inally atenked. If che — shat might One had brushed aside a few feet of it? “Teeth?” “Yes, quite possible,” said Doctor
place a different light upon this case,” “She was dragged from that middle “Yes. The person who perpetrated Wadsworth. “Quite Possible.”

Heanly, who had been directing the bench to here. That’s what cut her this crime, and I think it was the work _ “This was a mere girl, not more than
letectives and police and Park guards foot so much.” of only one person, had curiously eighteen or nineteen,” Doctor Wads-
nN a search for clews, approached us. Friedman, who had been listening formed tecth, like those of the vam- worth reported later after the autopsy.

“Colonel,” he said “here’s a girl’s intently, unwrapped the bundle he was pire bat of South America. He. has “Notice the texture of her skin, how
vurse. We found it under that bench holding. : enormously large Incisors, very sharp, white and young-looking. It is a very
ver there. We found a black beret “See these rocks?” he said. “T bet sort of V-shaped with the wide part of young skin. ,

00. Might have been hers. There’g She was sitting on that bench with | the V in the gums, His teeth also can “I assume,” he went on, “that she
wo large rocks stained with blood and Someone and the guy smashed her on be compared to those of a fair-sized was knocked unconscious by the blows
air. We'll take them along the head with these rocks,” dog, they are so large. over the head, perhaps by those rocks,

“Or perhaps,” interjected Doctor “There is another thing, Vincent. Then her neck was bitten Open, then
TOOK the purse from Heanly ang Wadsworth, “someone stole up from Did you notice those rocks? Your she was slashed with the knife to make

opened it. behind and hit her.” hands and mine are large; we are tall, (Continued on Page 54)

It contained 43 cents, a string of

at if this were the woman’s purse
e had been Catholic, worked as a
lesgirl in the department store and
r sweetheart’s name was Dennis.

ather passionate thing. The letter
s dated January 3, This made the
tscript significant. It read: “I will
you Wednesday night and we'll
'k to the same old place and talk
1gS Over,” - :
his was Thursday, January 5, 1933,
discussed these discoveries with |
nly.

man with the odd hands
teeth who “gets a strange
of sexual Satisfaction”


The Vampire of Fairmount Park (Conlinued from Page 11)

the opening larger. She’s been dead‘
about twelve to fifteen hours.”
“How about .. .?”
“This girl was a virgin. She was not
attacked.”
“And we are dealing with a vam-
pire?”
“T am sure of it.”
I simply stared at Doctor Wads-
’ worth as he uttered his decision. Never
before had I been close to such a
crime. It was the strangest, weirdest
thing I ever have heard. And in staid
Philadelphia! What a dynamic shock
to the city if the truth were known.
A vampire abroad in Philadelphia!
Even now the newspapers were mak-
ing a raucous sensation of as much
of the crime as they knew of. Suppose
the truth leaked out! Women were
frightened enough now .... but if the
truth were known it would strike ter-
ror into the hearts of each resident.
I was overcome with a determination
to get this crime solved as quickly as
possible, to direct, if necessary, the en-
tire detective force into its solution.
As I was about to issue orders to
Captain Heanly, standing there with
us, Detective Martin Foley came rush-
ben into the office excited and breath-
ess.

" HAT’S all the excitement Fo-
ley?” I asked.

“I came down here as fast as the
machine would get me,” he said. “I
think I got something that connects
with the murder of this woman.”

“You have!” I shouted. “What is it?”

“Three men found a guy around
Fortieth and Girard last night about
10:30. He was beaten up pretty bad—
knocked out, slugged over the head.
He’s at the Presbyterian Hospital now,
unconscious and may not live. I have
= idea he is connected with this mur-

er.”

“What’s his name?” I asked eagerly.

“Dennis Boyle.”

“Dennis Boyle!” Heanly and I chor-

used.

“That’s the man we’re looking for.
Are you sure it’s Dennis Boyle?”

“Positive. I found a letter in his
pocket from a girl named Rose. I
checked him and had him identified by
his sister.”

“Great stuff, Foley. That gets us
closer to the fact of whether or not
Dennis and this girl named Rose were
out together.”

“Excuse me,” interrupted Doctor
Wadsworth. “I have some other work
to do.” He walked to the door. “Don’t
forget the teeth and hands, Vincent,”
he called as he left.

“Do you have that letter found on
Boyle?” I asked Foley.

“Yes,” said Foley taking it from his
inside pocket. “Here it is.”

I examined the envelope first. “Look
here, the return address on the back.”
It read “R. M. 3729 Haverford Ave-
nue.”

“The address tallies with that found
on the department store card,” said
Heanly. “There seems to be no ques-
tion in my mind that this girl was Rose
McCloskey.”

“Yes,” said Foley, “it tallies sure
enough, And I believe Rose McClos-
key is the girl he was out with last
night. Anyway, he was out with a girl
named Rose.”

“How do you know that?” I asked.

“Boyle lives with his sister, Mrs.
Mary Callahan. I went to the house
early this morning and Mrs. Callahan
told me that Dennis hadn’t been home
all night. She said he went out last
night at about eight to meet a girl
named Rose.

“T took her to the Presbyterian Hos-
pital and she identified Boyle. He was
still unconscious then. She took it pret-
ty hard when the doctors told her he
doesn’t have much chance to live. She
said Dennis was a good boy, a machin-
ist by trade, and didn’t have bad hab-
its. He was, she said, like a grownup
altar-boy.”

“Yeh!” snorted Heanly, “I know a
lot about these baby-faced altar-boys.
Some of them got pretty bad streaks
in them.”

54 ;

“Get those three men who found him
to my office at once,” I ordered.

“All right, chief, I’ll go right away.”

“Now, before we go further,” I said
to Heanly after Foley left, “let’s see
what we got here, then we’ll talk about
procedure.

“This girl was murdered last night.
If she’s been dead twelve to fifteen

- hours, then she must have been killed

about nine or ten last night. If Dennis
Boyle was her boy friend she might
have been killed when she was with

A newly discovered baby picture
of Edith Maxwell, the backwoods

school teacher who became the
central figure of a weird tangle,
(See story starting on Page 2)

him, he might have killed her or they
both might have been attacked. Boyle,
according to Foley’s facts, was found
wandering around at Fortieth Street
and Girard.about ten last night. He
was picked up a short distance from
where the girl’s body was found.”

“T suggest that we go to the address
of the McCloskey girl,” Heanly said.
“And then try to question Boyle. If
we can knit together the fact that Den-
nis and Rose were out together we’ve
got something substantial to work on.”

Between the time Heanly and I left
the morgue and returned to my office
in City Hall late that afternoon we
had satisfactorily established the im-
portant facts we needed as a founda-
tion upon which to work. First, the
dead girl was Rose McCloskey, 20-
year-old daughter of Mr. and Mrs.
Patrick McCloskey, who identified her
at the morgue and claimed her body.
When I saw pictures of her I was
amazed at her beauty. She had been a
typical blue-eyed, smiling Colleen, shy,
lovable, devoted to her parents. She
had been graduated from the Philadel-
phia Catholic High School for Girls in
1931, and had worked as a contingent
salesgirl in a downtown department
store. Neither her parents nor her rela-
tives and friends, except one, knew
that she had a boy friend. From her
closest friend, Helen Coyle, we estab-
lished the fact that she and Dennis
had been sweethearts and that they
had been out together the night Rose
was murdered. From Helen we learned
that the spot where Rose’s body was
found was their favorite trysting
place.

We visited the hospital before re-
turning to my office but Boyle was still
unconscious. As he lay there on the
bed I noticed that his hands were very
large, larger than mine although he
was about three inches shorter than I.
I picked up his lips and inspected his
teeth. The incisors were a trifle longer
than the rest of his teeth but not ab-
normally so. As I looked at him, lying
there unconscious and breathing deep-
ly, I wondered if this man could so
a mutilated the lovely and innocent
girl.

“What chance has he of living?” I
asked the attending physician.

“Not much. If he pulls through it’s
going to take a long time,” answered
the Doctor. “We’ll know pretty soon,
though. He’s got a very bad fracture
there. But he’s liable to snap back in-
to consciousness at any moment.”

“Do you think he could have hit
himself with a rock. hard enough to
cause that fracture?”

“Well, that’s unlikely, but it’s en-
tirely possible. I would say that the
blow was much harder than a self-
inflicted one. I think he’s been hit sev-
eral times by a man much taller than
he, or he was hit from behind while
he was sitting down. I doubt very
much that he wounded himself.”

“I am going to place detectives on
guard here night and day,” I told the
Doctor. “I want to be called at any
time he regains consciousness.”

A SIX o’clock that night Heanly
and I conferred in my office.

“Well,” I said, “this is just the be-
ginning. We have established the iden-
tity of Boyle and Rose McCloskey all
right, but aside from that we haven’t a
clew. Friedman found the girl’s wrist-
watch out there. It was stopped at
9:57. Perhaps the murder occurred
around that time. We know Dennis and
Rose were together that night, but we
don’t know if they were together when
the murder occurred. We can only as-
sume that because of where Boyle was
found. Those men who found him are
clear. I have a feeling that Boyle is
innocent. I am sure he didn’t crack his
own skull just as a red herring.”

“JT think,” answered Heanly with
conviction, “I think, he knows plenty
about it. We'll watch him closely and
question him as soon as he snaps out
of it—if he ever does.”

“There is another angle,” I said, as
we talked about Boyle. “This could
have been committed by someone who
was mighty jealous of Rose, or of
Boyle. That’s a possibility. I want
you to assign several men to investi-
gate their lives thoroughly. There
must be something behind the reason
why her parents didn’t know any-
thing about Boyle. Did Rose hide
other facts from her parents and rela-
tives? Let’s find out.”

My phone rang. Captain Koch of the
Park Guards was on the wire.

“T have a suggestion I would like
to make,” he said after I had greeted
him. “I think I have an idea that may
bring us a lead on the McCloskey

“T would be more than glad to hear
it,” I said.

“You know, Colonel,” he said, “we
have cleaned out the gang of hoodlums
that used to infest the park, the gang
called the ‘Moochers.’ You recall we
used to have some trouble with this
bunch. They made it pretty tough for
the spooners. Well, occasionally one or
two of them sneak back into the park
and molest people sitting around. Dur-
ing the past Summer we managed to
get them before they caused any
trouble. I have an idea that one of
them might have slipped in and killed
this girl.

“T am assigning a squad of men to
round them up, if they are still in
town. We know most of them by sight.
I would like to have a number of your
men work with mine in and outside
the park limits.”

" OOD idea!” I exclaimed. “We'll
do it immediately.”

“T hate to feel that Boyle is a vam-
pire,” I said to Heanly, after explain-
ing what Koch suggested. “I’d rather
think that Rose and Dennis had a fine
and pure love between them. But we
can’t allow sentiment to interfere. Let’s
work on three theories. First, that
Dennis killed her. Second, that some
fantastic enemy of Rose and Dennis
committed the murder. And third, that
the murderer is a veritable demon who
goes about committing or attempting
to commit such crimes.

“We often hear of couples being at-

.

tacked in many places of the city, and
in many cities. Perhaps the authorities
in these cities acted as we are acting
now—hiding the truth from the public.
Let’s get this vampire and get him
quick, or some smart reporter is going
to spill the story and make it pretty
hot for us,”

At 10 p.m. that night, 35 men, rang-
ing in ages from seventeen to 45,
were lined up in a cell in the
Central Police Station in City Hall.
They were a run-down, nondescript
lot, a ragged, underfed, unshaven, hol-
low-cheeked bunch of down-and-outs.

As I looked at them through the bars
I wondered if our killer was among
them. Was there a blood-sucker in that
bunch? Or was he lying unconscious
in the hospital? Or was he lurking
somewhere at this moment, ready to
spring at the throat of some unsus-
pecting woman? I shuddered when. J
thought of it.

With the aid of Heanly, Fricdman,
Foley and Jeffers I grilled each man
singly. And with Doctor Wadsworth’s
warning, “don’t forget the teeth and
hands, Vincent,” haunting my thoughts
I questioned each man until he was al-
most exhausted. Some of them were
unfortunates who were trying desper-
ately for another foothold on life; some
were shiftless flotsam, who had given
up the battle for existence. These were
able to give sound alibis for their
whereabouts during the past weeks.

I inspected their teeth and hands.
None of them warranted any undue
suspicion. Within a few hours we re-
leased all but three of the suspects.
The three we held could not justify
their actions for the past several days.

These three were men well over six
feet, with tremendous hands and cur-
iously formed teeth—the- front ones
small, the incisors shaping down to
sharp points below the ridge of the
others. One said he was Joe Purbeling,
an ex-prize-fighter; another called
himself Richard Joseph Bach, who said
he was just a hobo, and the third
claimed to be Nelson Costello of
Butte, Montana, also a tramp. Purbel-
ing was six feet three; Bach, six feet
eight, and Costello six feet two and a
half inches.

HE actions of the three men for the

few days previous were curiously
alike. They had slept in the same flop-
house in the tenderloin; eaten at the
same places; wandered in Franklin
Square, the oasis for the down-and-
outs in Philadelphia, and yet they
claimed they didn’t know one another.
Bach said he had been in Philadelphia
for many months, doing odd jobs, and
as he spoke he had a peculiar habit of
licking his thin lips with his tongue
and peering with his small, sunken
eyes from your shoulders upward
about your neck. The two others were
taciturn, glum, cynical, and obviously
had been questioned a great deal by
police elsewhere.

“I am not satisfied with your ex-
planations,” I said to them as they
stood in front of my desk while the
detectives and MHeanly surrounded
them. “We are going to check you
further. If we can’t link you to this
crime we will let you go. Otherwise—”

They stared silently, glumly at me.
They smirked faintly, as though to say,
“You’re a damn fool,” as they were led

away.

“What about the finger-prints? Find
any?” I asked Friedman.

“Not a thing in that direction, Colo-
nel,” he answered. “No prints except
Boyle’s on the bench. Nothing more.”

A few days later I was compelled
to release our three suspects. We could
not uncover any evidence to pin them
to the murder. Before I released them
I summoned Doctor Wadsworth to in-
spect their teeth.

“This is a very strange coincidence,”
he said later in my office. “All three
men have the same teeth formation,
yet it is impossible to say that any of
them is the man you want. But you
will not trap this type of person by
questioning him alone. The chances

ADI


reea ous bus station a block from
City Hall.

Colonel,’ he almost shouted into
the phone, “Bach is taking a bus for
Pittsburgh.”

fore Unis, Barry? ‘hat murder hap-
pened in January.”

“T was afraid sir, because .. 2” he
hesitated, blushing.

“Because I was out in the park with

“a young lady that night.”

| DON’T know why that report got
me a bit excited.

“Who’s with you?”

“Friedman.”

“Get on the bus with him.
him wherever he goes!”

“Oo. K.” And he hung up.

What difference did it make that
Bach was going to Pittsburgh? The
only thing that surprised me then was
the fact that he wasn’t hopping a
freight instead of a bus, and I won-
— where he got the money for the
are.

Three days later Foley phoned me
te Pittsburgh that Bach had eluded

em.

“Find him,’ I barked into the
phone, “and call me back.”

That night Foley called me.

“A young couple was attacked in
Schenley Park here,” exclaimed Foley.
“Almost like the McCloskey case. The
girl was bitten but that’s all. Her
boy friend put up a battle and the
guy got away.”

“Did you find out what he looks
like?”

“Yes, he’s a giant of a man, about
as tall as Bach.”

“Stay on his trail .. . keep in close
touch with Pittsburgh police... ask
them to keep secret why you're there.
This may be our man. But be careful
i Pittsburgh papers don’t get hold
of i.”

The next night Foley phoned again.

“Bach has taken a bus east. He’s
on his way to Philadelphia, I’m sure.

Trail

Friedman’s on the bus now, holding it’

up while I phone you!”

Each night for four days Foley
phoned me. Bach apparently vhad
changed his mind about coming to
Philadelphia at once. He stopped off
at Altoona and Harrisburg before he
got here. On the evening of the
fourth day Foley reported to me in my

office.

“He fits the guy who attacked the
couple in Pittsburgh,” he said.

I already had a plan for his cap-
ture.

It was Spring again. Couples were
walking in Fairmount Park. If our
killer’s perverted desire was again
rumbling for its fantastic expression,
he might make for the park some
night. I decided to lay a trap for him.

“From now on,” I told Foley, “each
night ten detectives, armed to the gills,
and ten of the best-looking girls in the
department will couple up and stroll
through Fairmount Park. Each night
they are going to select the most se-
cluded ‘spooning’ places. Each couple
will be guarded by several detectives.
If our killer strikes again—strikes at
one of our decoy couples—we certain-
ly ought to gather him in.”

Ten girls readily volunteered for
the dangerous task and we took every
precaution to safeguard them for what
I hoped would be the dramatic climax
of our tragedy. Each night for a
mouth our couples walked about the
Jovers’ lanes of Fairmount Park, sat
night after night in the old gravel pit
where Rose McCloskey was murdered.
But we could not tempt our killer. It
appeared again that another scheme
would collapse.

N THE morning of June 3 an un-
anticipated clew turned up. Guard
Detectives Petrie and Grace entered
my office with a middle-aged man
named Thomas Barry, who said he
was a retired Philadelphia Rapid
Transit Company watchman, a heavy-
set man with very wide, muscular
shoulders and large, horny hands.
“This man,” said Petrie, “has some
very important information on the
McCloskey case. I) overheard him
telling some friends”in a restaurant
this morning that he was a witness to
the killing.” :
“Tg that right, Barry?” I asked.
“Yes, sir,” he answered in a deep
bass voice.
“Why didn’t you come forward be-

56

He laughed sheepishly.

“Well, don’t mind that,” I said good-
humoredly. “We all do that some-
times. Now tell me what you know.”

“Are you sure the young lady won't
be involved?”

“I promise you that she won’t be.”

“Well, we were in a spot close to
where Miss McCloskey was killed. We
saw her and Boyle enter the park. Of
course we didn’t know then who they

Detective Lieutenant Ray Geise
of the Los Angeles Police Depart-
ment who was in charge of the in-
vestigation into the peculiar death

of Doctor Charles Du Bois. (See

story on Page 16)

were. When we saw them sit on a
bench near us we were afraid they
might hear us so we moved.

“We had no sooner gone to a differ-
ent spot than we heard a scream. We
ran behind a tree and looked to see
what happened. It was mighty dark,
but then we saw a big man—he looked
like a giant—coming up out of the
gravel pit there. He came directly for
the tree where we were hidden. Then
he stopped and lit a cigarette.

“He cupped his hands over his face
when he lit the match, or I mean he
cupped them over the match so it
wouldn’t blow out. Then he threw
the match away. Then he walked
away quickly. We wanted to go back
to the pit and see what happened but
the young lady was afraid and she
wanted to go home. So I took her
home and next morning I read about
the murder in the papers.”

il R. BARRY,” I asked, “would you
still remember that man’s face
if you saw it again?”

“Tt was a face, Mr. Carroll, that you
don’t easily forget, especially when
you see it at night lit up by a match.”

“Thank you very much, Mr. Barry.

Now I don’t want you to tell anyone
that you’ve been here. In the mean-
time, I am going to have Mr. Petrie
and Mr. Grace guard you until we find
the murderer, which I believe will be
very soon.”
“That is all right with me, Mr. Car-
roll.”
At nine p.m. on June 13 Foley
‘called me.

“Tm at Fortieth and Girard. Bach
is heading for the gravel pit!”

“Anybody tailing him?”

“Friedman.”

I was tempted to order Foley to ar-
rest him, but on second thought I
knew that to be an impulse and not a
move that would allow our suspect to
incriminate - himself. Doctor Wads-
worth’s caution, “He'll trap himself,”
came again to my mind.

“Stick with him,” I ordered. “We'll
be out there soon.”
I called Heanly at once. We sum-

moned all available detectives and
rushed to Fortieth and Girard in au-

tomobiles, We hid our cars in near by
streets and then 1 scattered the men
around in pairs forming a complete
circle on top of the knoll where we
could get a direct view of the benches.

Heanly, Jeffers and I no sooner had
taken our posts than we saw a huge
figure creep from behind a big tree on
the opposite side of the knoll. He was
a giant, indeed, like a large gorilla
who had descended from one of the
trees. He fell on all fours and crept
stealthily down the incline. A bright
moon reflected his shadow as_ he
humped over grotesquely and crawled.
It was eerie. He stopped and lay face
downward as a couple, arm-in-arm,
walked to the bench upon which Rose
McCloskey and Dennis Boyle had sat
discussing their wedding plans.

My spine tingled as I watched him.
He was like some animal out of the
jungle about to leap upon his prey.

Foley crept close to us.

“Friedman is right behind that tree
near him,” he whispered.

“Who’s down there on the bench?”
_ “Detective Stiefel and Dorothy Jam-
ison.”

“Good,” I said. Stiefel was a pow-

erful six-footer himself. I felt re-
lieved.

“He’s crawling again!” whispered
Heanly. “Let’s get: closer.” Inch by

inch, we crept, much as a squad of
reconnoitering soldiers do in warfare.
Presently Bach was almost behind the
bench in a crouching position. Stiefel
bent forward. Bach’s arm went up,
a huge rock in his hand. There was
a piercing scream.

In a flash twenty detectives came
running down the knoll. But Stiefel
had taken care of our man. He had
been watching the rear of the bench.
When Bach lifted his arm Stiefel
stood up, pushed Miss Jamison aside
and cracked down a resounding blow
with his lead-filled blackjack on
Bach’s skull. The blow knocked him
out. He was lying half over the bench
when we came down with our flash-
lights.

“Oh!” said Miss Jamison, who was a
secretary in the detective division. “I
was never so scared in all my life!”
(She was a.mighty brave girl and was
handsomely rewarded for her hero-
ism.)

We handcuffed the giant. It was
Bach. Stiefel’s blow had caused quite
a gash over his right ear. But by the
time we arrived at the City Hall Bach

Who Killed Rheta?

(See the pictures on facing page
before you read this.)

OTE that in all pictures of

Rheta Wynekoop’s body her
slip is down below her shoulders
and is not torn or mussed in any
way. Her clothing, also, is neatly
folded on the table. Because of
this detectives knew that robbers
could not have killed her. She
would have struggled. They would
have torn the clothes from her,
instead of removing them in or-
derly manner. Besides, the mes-
senger boy saw lights on in the
building before Doctor Wynekoop
said she came home. ~

Inasmuch as Rheta was not
killed until she had taken the
clothes off, Doctor Alice Wyne-
koop was arrested and charged
with the murder. She was con-
victed and sentenced to prison on
March 6, 1934. It was thought
that the dead girl stripped in or-
der to follow her daily habit of
weighing herself.

Did you solve this mystery?
See the next issue of Acruat De-
rectivE Stortes for another ab-
sorbing crime puzzle that you can
solve from the clews presented,
taken from official records of
actual cases.

had regained Conmaciousness and we had
stopped the flow of blood.

In one of his pockets we found a
large knife with a five-ineh steel blade
which doubled up in a wooden holder,

a hunter’s knife.

We took him into my private office.

I was elated and relieved, certain
that we had captured the perverted
murderer of Rose McCloskey. But I
was anxious for an iron-clad case. I
wanted a confession from this demon-
like man, and T knew I was up against
a tough one. First I ordered Barry,
the ex-watchman, to be brought in.
No questions were asked Bach until
Barry arrived.

Bach sat there staring, staring at
Miss Jamison, and licking his lips. 1
expected at any moment he would
spring at her.

When Barry arrived I gave Bach a
cigarette. I switched off the lights.

“Light that cigarette, Bach!” I de-
manded.

Bach lit a match.

“Raise that match to your cigarette!”

Bach raised his handcuffed hands to
his face. The flame of the match lit
up his hollow, thick-browed features.

Suddenly Barry exclaimed:

“Mr. Carroll, that’s the man I saw
in the park!”

I switched on the lights.

“Hold. those rocks—give them to
him, Foley.”

Foley did as I directed. They were
like marbles in Bach’s hands.

“You're the man we want, Bach.
You killed Rose McCloskey!”

His eyes were two small points of
fire as he glared at me. His lips
curled under, his glare turned to Miss
Jamison and I pushed her gently for-
ward. His tongue worked in and out
over his long, doglike teeth. Then
suddenly he leaped at Miss Jamison.

She screamed and ran. The detec-
tives grabbed him roughly. He strug-
gled and panted as though in the
throes of a terrible desire for the girl’s
throat.

11] ET me have her... let me have
her!” he screamed.

We pushed him into a chair.

His perverse desire was the mos’
gruesome thing I have ever seen. I:
fascinated me .. . fascinated me tc
think that such a desire was the mo-
tivating impulse of a human being.

I decided then to meet his subnor-
mality with something just as grue-
some to me.

“Sure, Bach,” I said. “That’s why
we brought Miss Jamison here. You
can have her if you want to. But tel
us first, did you suck the blood out o
Miss McCloskey? ‘Tell us.”

“yes . . . yes, I did,” he pante
while he hunted Miss Jamison’s nec]
with his small eyes. “I drank he
blood ... she wasn’t the only one..
I cut her open . . . young blood.
Something seemed to gurgle in hi
throat.

His words were being taken dowr

“Tell us about it.”

Without once looking at me, an
while his chest heaved and fell i
tremendous emotion as he watche
Miss Jamison, he related the details
the horrible death of Rose McCloske;

It was not a complex story. He ha
lain in wait on the knoll that night fc
a couple to enter the gravel pit. Whe
he saw Rose and Dennis there h
crawled down. He hit Dennis sever:
times on the head with one of the hug
rocks, knocked him unconscious. The
he went after Miss McCloskey. St
struggled as he bit her throat. B
dragged her to where we found h
and beat her head with another roc’
Then he slit her throat, and...

One month later I prosecuted Rict
ard Joseph Bach on the charge of mw
der in the first degree. The case wi
tried before Judge Harry S. McDevit
He was convicted. We suppressed t}
blood-sucking testimony. We _ hi
sufficient evidence without it.

A few months later the Vampire |
Fairmount Park died in the electr
chair.

I was satisfied. But Dennis Boy]:
I spoke with him recently. He is st
a heart-broken young man,

SUSPECTED SPARROW:
one. of the hundreds of
park "sparrows" who
peek at loving couples,
this suspect was picked
up.’ questioned, released.

AACLLEK
Cc

Av

A.

WHO WAS THE TWO BIT,

DULL-EYED BUTCHER

WHO STRUCK DOWN THE

SWEET-LOVING COUPLE?


T WAS full moon, on that night
of January fifth, A diaboli-
cally soft. spring-like moon that

lured two young lovers to their
trysting place in Philadelphia’s ~
Fairmount Park. Beckoned to them,
satanically, to their last ecstatic
meeting. ;

For, as they sat there, in each

others arms, center-staged in the

spotlight of that moon, they had an.

unseen audience of one. _

A crazed mad man—lurking—in.

i. the wings—behind a bush—Watch-
é ing! Waitingl

ti And, hours later, that same moon
threw its searching, silver blue rays
on the form of a man, walking
dazedly on the outskirts of the park.

~ He was that lover of but a few
hours before. A six-foot, blue-eyed,
clean-cut man, named Dennis Boyle.
And from those same lips that had
so recently spoken words of pas-
sionate love, now came jumbled, un-
intelligible mutterings. Disjointed
utterances of a distorted mind.
Walking in a stupor, blue eyes star-
ing aimlessly, he was mumbling,

disjointedly, “Rose, Rose! You got

away! Thank God you're safe! Glad

I saw them first— Where are you,

Rose? Rose, darling, are you
all right?” ;
Blood streamed from his head and

ears. His mumblings drifted off into
whisperings, that mingled eerily with
the night winds. Dennis Boyle was

‘ about to collapse, when two youths,

Edward Conn and Charles Monzo,
saw him staggering toward them.
“Boy, look who’s here,” ‘ said
Monzo, as they approached him. |
“Some load!” answered Conn.
“Wonder where he got it? He don’t
know where he’s goin’ but he’s on
his way. Lissen to him, talkin’ to
himself, -Ain’t it funny, the way

drunks always like to hear them-

selves talk?”

But, now as they drew closer,

Monzo answered, “He. ain’t drunk,
Ed, he’s hurt. Jeez, look at his head.
All bleedin’. Come on, hurry, let’s
give ’im some help.” .

. “Here, Buddy, what’s the matter?
Had an accident? Been shot or

PEACE: the calm benison of
the grave came to Rose
McCloskey after the be- .
fouling hands of the two-
bit robber had torn her
from joyous love and life

MONSTER'S
CLUTCHES: his
tipped ear. bleeding
profusely, tender-
lover Dennis Boyle, in
a semi-coma,. stum-
bled and> staqgered
:down the park path-
> way affer a stunning
blow. had rendered
him powerless to aid’
his sweetheart in the
monster's clutches

somethin’? Come on, Buddy, tell us _
what happened!” = fan

But for an answer, only a glassy
look, and incoherent sounds. Shee

“Grab his arm, Ed, put it ’round
your neck. I'll take the other. We
gotta get ‘im to a hospital. --He’
almost out. Gosh, I wonder what °
happened. Look, his ears is bleedin’
Lissen, he’s saying somethin’. Wait... =
a minute.” a Piss iso

me. Gosh, now he’s passed ou
Come. on, we'll have to carry hi
‘There ain’t no cars in sight. It’s .
good. ing the hospital’s near. W'


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can make it to the West Philly.”

And finally, with difliculty, they
accomplished their task.

At the West Philadelphia Homeo-
pathic Hospital, his pockets revealed
a wallet, with money, his watch,
chain and bankbook, showing de-
posits of $1300. Everything in-
tact. Obviously, robbery was not
the motive,

coma

After first aid was administered,

Boyle regained consciousness and
was sent to Philadelphia’s Presby-
terian Hospital. Upon examination,
his skull was found to be fractured
in two places. There was no evi-
dence about. his clothes that pointed
to a struggle. He must have been
hit by a heavy pointed weapon:and

lost consciousness before he had a

chance to fight.

Acting .Superintendent of Police,
Joseph A, LeStrange ordered a-con-
tinuous vigil at Boyle’s bedside until
he could make a lucid statement.
But memory had drawn an opaque
curtain over that injured brain.
Only the delirious mutterings of a
dazed mind kept issuing from his
Swollen lips. “Rose! Rose! Are you
all right?” Hour after hour, day
after day, just unintelligible frag-
ments of thought with but one men-
tioned name — “Rose” — over and
over again, as the only clue.

' Captain Harry Heanly, keeping
watch there—day and night
—tried, quietly, persistently,
to probe the depths of that
shattered brain. Always the

* same word—“Rose.” Nothing
more, ‘now, except a whis-
pered plea— “Please don’t
ask, anymore. I’m tired. Go

away. Please, Bring Rose.”

Detectives and police sat there be-
side him, helplessly questing for a
strand of evidence against that mo-
ment when a gasp might herald the
Death that would seal his lips.

LeStrange left them there, in
their secret vigil, while he went to
find, somehow, somewhere, this one .
Rose, who might lead them to a real
clue,

And, in the meantime, two dis-
tracted parents, Mr. and Mrs, Pat-
rick McCloskey, of 3729 Haverford
Avenue, Philadelphia, were franti-
cally trying to locate their daughter,
Rose. Owners of a small restaurant,
they were in the habit of closing
late. Rose was. always there to help
them.

But this time she had failed. It
was after three o’clock on the morn-
ing of January sixth, and Rose had
not returned.

Her parents, thinking she may
have spent the night with her
cousin, called her there, but fruit-
lessly. Distracted with fright, they
began contacting hospitals and
police Stations, for word of their
daughter or of Dennis Boyle, with
whom they knew she had gone.

Then, in the early hours of a gray
dawn, they were given their first
clue of impending tragedy, when
they were told of the condition in
which Dennis Boyle was found.

“But Rose? Where is Rose?” they
begged in anguish.

And like a mocking echo, came
the answer from that bed at the
Presbyterian Hospital, “Where is
Rose?”

But -to the police, the delirious
ravings of this critically injured
man were beginning to make some
sense. For now they knew that he

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name was Rose McCloskey, and that
she, too, might be walking dazedly
near where he was found.

Out there, in Fairmount Park, the
ghastly evidence of tragedy was
found about six o’clock in the morn-
ing, when Park Guard George Wm.

MANHUNTER: kindly-faced Sup't. of Po-
lice Joseph A. LeStrange vowed no rest
until he had ambushed the midnight ma-
rauder whose greed for small change
drove him to ambush, to slaughter

Ut

PATHETIC EVIDENCE:
2% the slipper, dropping in '
her futile struggle with
the prowler gives mute
' testimony to the happy
steps

altar with her Dennis

: she would have ~
taken to the marriage be

Schadler was making his rounds.
Through the clammy mist of that

early dawn, Park Guard Schadler ;

discovered the mute, human link in
this chain of mysterious tragedy.

For beautiful, nineteen-year-old
Rose McCloskey had left her home
that fatal night for a rendezvous
with Love and Death.

All that day, at her job as sales
girl at a five and ten cent store, she
had talked merrily and hummed
gayly, in anticipation of another
tryst with Dennis Boyle, to whom
she was engaged.

Rose was a good girl, who enjoyed
the love of all. A good girl, a girl
desperately in love. The cold of this
January night did not deter her
from meeting her fiance. For Rose
and Dennis were in the habit of
meeting there, in that secluded
spot, where they could be alone
with their love.

death snuffs youth

And there, in a gravel pit, under
the leafless branches of an old Ca-
talpa tree, lay the viciously beaten
body of that sweetheart, for whom
Dennis Boyle in his delirium, was
still vainly calling.

Magnetized to the spot, Park
Guard Schadler stood looking at
that ghastly mask, that had so
shortly’ before, been the beautiful

‘ face of Rose McCloskey.

He tried to be objective, as he
stared into the glazed eyes, which

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even in death, were stamped with
the horror of her last minutes.

With as much detachment of ob-
servation as he could summon to his
frightful task, Park Guard Schadler
could note with but’a glance at the
torn clothing what had happened.

For here was stupid, attempted
robbery, after a_ terrific struggle,
followed by murder. Chief of
Park Guard Detectives, Walter
Petrie, and Detective John Grace
were summoned. Together with
Park Guard Schadler, they tried to
reconstruct the crime.

The girl lay on her back. Her
black hair was matted with blood,
and her face showed the injuries of
terrific blows. A nearby bench, with
blood stains on it, added to the pic-
ture of fiendish murder. Two large
rocks lay on the bench.

Twenty feet from the bench, they
found a slipper, and forty-nine feet
away from it was the other. Be-
tween: the slippers were pools of
blood, and two other stones, And,
from these stones, a trail of blood
led to where the body was lying;
eleven feet from the bench on a
straight line. A pool of blood bor-
dered a section of the gravel pit, and
near it, another bench was spotted
with blood. But there was no dirt or
gravel on the girl’s rolled stockings.
She must have been carried to the
spot, where she was found.

Chief Walter Petrie surmised this
bench had been the favorite try-
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ought each other in inno-


Adela began to be attracted to other
men. At first she tried to distract her-
self by going to art school, but she
found herself gravitating toward a
handsome instructor. She caught her-
self trying to steal the beaus of the
debutantes at the cocktail parties.

Bill told Adela that her weakness
was the result of certain unhappy
emotional circumstances as a child.
She kept coming to him for months
and months, and he’d talk to her in
that way of his that was both calming
and inflaming at the same time. The
essence of what he told her was gen-
erally suggestive, but always dressed
up carefully in medical language.

Of course it wasn’t long before she
confessed to having been unfaithful
to her husband—with one of his
closest friends! Bill rang for me, and,
hunched over my pad in the little
closet, I made a record of the details
—date, time, hotel, room number—all
the intimate circumstances.

Three months later Bill showed me
an envelope with $5,000 in it—the
proceeds of blackmailing Adela
Quentin. ;

You couldn’t say that Bill Borden
was greedy. He probably could have
held up many of his victims for a
great deal more than he did. But he
was wise enough to realize that only
if the blackmail was fairly reasonable
could the racket be kept clear_of
investigations by the police. But

neither of us ever thought that we’d

be bothered by racketeers.

It may sound funny for me to say
that we were the victims of racketeers.
But somehow, a few of the boys of
Lucky’s mob got wind of our activity.

One afternoon a big bruiser came
into the office. “Is the boss in?” he
asked brusquely. “Yes, but he’s too
busy to see anyone now.”

‘Listen, twist, no cheap heel is too
busy to see Leo Ardella.” He pushed
right by me and went in.

I heard Bill’s angry voice followed
by a thud and a crash. Then I could
hear Bill whining and cringing. Be-
lieve me, it made me feel happier than
anything that happened in a long
while. Pretty soon

pale and trembling. One eye was
closed, completely.

“Miss Masters, please make out a
check to this gentleman for $200.00.
He’ll come in every Monday for the
same amount.”

Meanwhile the big gorilla looked

Borden camé out ,

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me up and down. “Not bad—not bad
at all!” he remarked approvingly.

I flared up: “Too good for you!”

He spat on my foot deliberately:
“If I had a yen for you, I'd take you.
It’s lucky for you, that I like my
women better upholstered.”

And the dreary days went on. Bill
was making out swell financially. I
figured out that after deducting Ar-
della’s cut, my salary of $75.00 a week,
and all the other expenses, he still
had $600.00 a week clear. His main
income was from blackmailing the
rich dames... .

end of the road

It could have lasted a great deal
longer, if it hadn’t been for Jane
Darcy.

If ever any of Bill’s patients de-
served an honest psychologist, Jane
was one. She was one of the season’s
most popular debutantes—as everyone
knew. An exquisite goddess, half the
town’s eligible young men were pur-
suing her. Her mind was as pure as
her long elegant body.

What no one but Bill and I knew
was that she was never attracted: to
men. No man seemed able to move
her or excite her in any way. Desper-
ately afraid that her hopes of mar-
riage would never be consummated,
worry drove her. into our suite o
offices.

Following his usual crude, unscien-
tific practice, Bill tried to talk her out
of it, with his phony-Freudian lec-
tures.

The pattern was the same, but this
time Bill overreached himself and be-
came greedy. Tremendous sums. of
money were paid by her, until one
afternoon she began to sob. Her father
was questioning her unusual expendi-
tures.

Bill sneered....

- “How would you like word to get
around that you are that way?”

The girl flared suddenly, her mouth
curled in disgust.

She blurted out:

“TI intend to tell my father the truth
this afternoon, and I’m not afraid of
you. You're not a physician and
never were. I’ve checked with the
local medical board, and you're not
listed!”

Jt was bound to happen. Things just
couldn’t go on that way. Bill had
overshot the mark.

“You wouldn’t dare,” he said.

The girl reached for the phone, as
if in answer.

Bill rose, and standing there staring
at the girl he must have realized that
this was the end of the trail, that
this girl would not keep quiet. The
power and prestige behind the Darcy
name would surely trap him.

In that final crashing moment the
white instrument cabinet was at
hand, placed there to remind Bill’s
patients that he was a medical man,
constantly reminding him that he was
a charlatan. Behind the little glass
door were gleaming surgical knives
which he had no right to have or use.
A few swift movements, and the case
of Jane Darcy was closed, the last
lines written in rich, red blood.

If William Borden ever lives to die
a natural death it will be in the hos-
pital for the criminally insane where
he is now kept. Otherwise it will be
the chair.

I would surely be in an insane
asylum myself, if it were not for the
understanding and skillful help I have
received from Dr. Silvil—a real psy-
chiatrist and truly kind man, who
brought me back from the edge of
madness.

Dr. Silvil, who knows my story,
insists that I remain at his private
sanitarium and recuperate. Here I
sit on my little balcony and look at
the gentile, rustling. trees, so far, so
far from the stormy and ugly passions
I had met, the viciousness I had
known.

I am not quite myself yet, and the
good doctor says it will be some time
before I’m well. I still hear those
frightful screams, the frantic shrieks
for help. The screams ring into my
consciousness. Perhaps some day I
will no longer hear them. The Doctor
promises me work, hard work with
patients who need a kindly minis-
tering.

And perhaps in doing for others, I
may forget and once again learn the

solace of normalcy.
Perhaps even love, tender and pure,
may come into my life... . If it does,

I shall know now how to cherish it.
But I am not ready yet, not yet do
I deserve it.... i

Names of all characters used in this
story are fictitious in order to protect
the identities of innocent persons.

The End.

of the young couple. The girl’s watch

_was still on her wrist. It had stopped
at nine-twenty. Her pocketbook, with
money, keys and feminine possessions
of powder and rouge, were all intact.
Her coat was still on her, but her hat
was found about fifty feet from where
she was lying.

Rose McCloskey was not small. She
weighed 145 pounds, and measured
five feet seven inches. Yet she had
obviously been carried to her death,

lonely, frantic, kicking and _ strug-
gling. The killer, then, must have
been a huge, powerful man.

Petrie’s surmise was substantiated
by Dr. William S. Wadsworth, Cor-
oner’s physician, who pronounced
death due to the severance of the
jugular vein by the teeth of a power-
ful killer,

She had fought valiantly and, some-
how the madman had fled without
waiting to rob her body.

Later that morning, a blood-stained
and tattered shirt was found near
Thirty-eighth and Girard Avenue,
an entrance to Fairmount Park.

tale of terror

Detective Walter Petrie, and five
of the homicide squad, assigned to
the case, filed into City Hall, with
a large pasteboard carton, the con-
tents of which were sent immediately
to the city chemist for analysis.

The murder sleuths admitted, after
much questioning by the Press, that
the shirt was torn to shreds in a
furious struggle.

Back at the hospital, Dennis Boyle,
in his few intermittent moments of
lucidity, still called for Rose, believing
her alive.

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Then, gradually, piece by piece,
the detectives at his bedside began
putting together his verbal jig saw.

“Rose,” muttered Boyle, “she got
away.” Hours of silence. Then, “I
saw two men coming—” His listen-
ers looked at each other keenly, tak-
ing down every word—a welcome task
after those hours of death-like si-
lence on the part of this victim. Then,
more shrieks of delirium. Incoherent
snatches from an unconscious mind.

Finally, again—“Those two men—
Run, Rose, run for your life! Tl
fight it out. Oh, God! My head!
Don’t scream, Rose. Just run—”
Trailing off into nothingness again.

And, before Dennis Boyle regained
consciousness, his sweetheart, still
believed by him to be alive, was
buried on January 10th in Philadel-

‘ phia Holy Cross Cemetery.

With nothing but phoney clues, from

the public, and delirious utterances .

from the only person who knew the
answers, Superintendent LeStrange
went to work, with his staff.

The morbidly curious had flocked
in droves to the scene. They ob-
literated foot prints, and dug up the
earth before it could be roped off
for examination.

LeStrange appointed Lieutenant of
Detectives, Perry Jeffers, head of the
West Philadelphia Detective Division;
and. Walter Petrie, Chief of Park
Guard Detectives, with three selected
men, John Grace, Park Guard De-
tective, and Detective Foley and
Freedman of the Division, as a special
detail to work on the case.

Immediately after the discovery of
the girl’s body, LéeStrange called these
men into action.

“There are about two hundred park
‘moochers’ around that district. Any
one of them might be guilty,” Le-
Strange told his men. “Go out, and
round them up. Get their histories,
their careers, their habits. Check
every one of these ‘park sparrows.’

-Then, we'll begin to get:somewhere.

Boyle’s still completely out. We can’t
count on him, for some time, even. if
he pulls out of this. So go to it, men,
and get somewhere.”

spying sparrows

And they did. They checked on
more than’ two hundred men with
records. But all were turned loose.
The finger of guilt pointed to no one

'-man, after extensive questioning.

Jeffers and Petrie were reasonably
sure that one must be the killer.
They were all of the same breed.
They had nothing much to do, but
spy on park petters. And that’s what
they did, night after night. Sometimes
they .threatened young couples until
they pirated a few dollars from them.
Two of these “sparrows” were miss-
ing. They had disappeared right
after the finding of the body. But

after an intensive search, they were

found, and their alibis held water.

There was one suspect, however,
who was arrested and kept in jail for
three days. He had been up before
for annoying park petters. But, after
three days oF continual questioning
with “no break”, he was released un-
der surveillance... Two weeks later,
he left town—unaware that he was
being trailed all the way to Chicago.
He returned after visiting a relative
and continued to haunt the Park’s
sequestered nooks, shadowed always.
Along with the most suspicious ones
in the round up, he had been photo-
graphed at Jeffers’ suggestion. “Just

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for future reference.” Jeffers drawled
casually, when some balked.

Petrie catalogued some of the more

suspicious ones in his mind. For Petrie
had an uncanny memory for faces, in
general, features in’ particular, and
for fleeting tell-tale expressions.
* Both Jeffers and Petrie knew the
hangouts of most of these “moochers,”
and they worked day and night with
Grace, Foley and Freedman, trying
to ferret out one little clue that would
give them the tip-off. Which?

LeStrange now communicated with
Detective Sergeant Richard Van
Goran of Nassau County, New York.
For there, but a short time previous-
ly, an almost identical crime had been
committed,

That case, too, was still unsolved.
Van Goran, with LeStrange and his
detail of detectives, went over every
bit of the. ground, every answer to
every question... But, there was no
clue that led to the same killer.

The trail of murder was still a
mystery.

The girl had been dragged part of
the distance from the scene of the
crime to where the body was found.
And she was probably carried, kick-
ing and screaming, until she was final-
ly dropped to the ground and dragged.
- The slipper, found by Park Guard
Schadler may have dropped off her
foot, while she was being carried; and
in her final struggle it may have
been half buried in the ground.

She must have screamed, because
Boyle kept repeating now: “Stop
woe Rose. Run! Run for your
ife!”’

But, so far, on the third day after
the murder, no one reported having
heard outcries.

And, in this secluded section of the
park only other park petters, who
would refuse to become involved
could have heard something.

The blood-stained shirt, found the
day of the discovery of the body, re-
vealed no marks of identification.

does Dennis know?

“We’re on a hell of a Merry-go-
Round,” LeStrange said to his men,
after all check-ups had failed. “But
just keep riding. We’ll,catch the
brass ring yet. The doctors report
progress on Boyle. They think he’ll

. Snap out of it soon.”

And, on January twelfth, Captain
Harry Heanly of the Homicide Squad,
sitting at the bedside of Dennis Boyle,
age finally rewarded for his long
vigil. .

For Boyle had thoroughly regained
consciousness, and _ began asking,
lucidly, for Rose, whom he still be-
lieved to be alive.

Very gradually, the doctor and
Captain Heanly, told him of Rose’s
fate, and begged him to help find
the killer.

“Tf you'll try to tell us what hap-
pened,” said Heanly, gently, after the
grief-stricken youth had recovered
from the first shock of knowledge,
“we'll be better enabled to trap the
fiend. Take it easy, Dennis. Just
try to think back to the last thing
you remember before you woke up
here.”

“I remember,” began Boyle halt-
ingly, blue eyes clear now, looking
up at Heanly. “I remember, Rose and
I went to our regular place. in the
park.”

““And where was that, Dennis?” -

questioned the Captain.
“It was on the same bench we al-

ways went to. At the gravel pit—near
40th Street.” That was enough iden-
tification for Heanly. The whole
squad knew that spot.

“We were just sitting there spoon-
ing and talking, and planning on when
we’d be able to get married. We
hadn’t been there very long, when—
when—”

“Take your time, Dennis,” Heanly
encouraged, sympathetically. Boyle
was apparently straining for a real
foothold on consciousness.

“Oh, yes, I remember now. I
thought I heard a noise in the bushes
back of us, and when I looked around,
I thought I saw the figures of two
men. I was just going to get up to
investigate, when something hit me
over the head. The pain was terrific,
but I was able to yell to Rose. But
before she could move, a man grabbed
her. She screamed and fought, but I
was so stunned from the blow that
I couldn’t really help Rose. I tried
to get up—but I couldn’t. I remem-
ber telling her to run for her life.
Then something hit me again on the
head, and that’s the last I remem-
ber, until I staggered to my feet, and
began looking for Rose. She was
gone. I thought she had escaped.
I wandered around for a long time—
And that’s about all I remember.”

“Can’t you think what he looked
like, Dennis? Try! Try hard!”

“No, I can’t remember. It all hap-
pened so fast. I no sooner turned
my head toward the sound in the
bushes, than I was hit. I just seem
to remember arms, long arms coming
toward Rose. Then big hands near
her face. When she screamed, every-
thing was going black. I couldn’t
move. All I could do was to tell her
to run.”

And no amount of patience or
questioning could bring any more
concrete information from Boyle.
Captain Heanly reported Boyle’s re-
cital to Superintendent LeStrange,
but they admitted to each other, that
his statement left them still hanging
on a limb.

LeStrange again had the ‘neighbor-
hood combed for anybody who might
have heard screams. But Conn and
Monzo were still the only contacts.

Boyle had been felled with a heavy
and sharp weapon. That was definite.
The instrument of death was, most
probably, one of the large stones
found near the crime. All of these
were found in the general vicinity,
and examined for finger prints and
blood stains. But none revealed in-
criminating evidence.

no let-up

Several months Sage Spring
came with its inevitable petters; and
the “moochers” on the job, gave
LaSfrange’s detail enough to watch.

To the public, the case of Rose
McCloskey was either forgotten, or
just another of those unsolved mys-
teries. But the Force plugged away
determinedly.

Two hundred unsuspecting, but
possible suspects, were being watched
as they went about their various
haunts. At their homes, in pool rooms,
at their jobs, in the movies, on the
streets. And mostly, in the park.

None were questioned now. They
mustn’t be discouraged that “the heat
was off by this time”. They must be
permitted to lead their lives natural-
ly. Park Guards in plain clothes
were detailed to watch them day and
night. Young plain clothes men


mingled with them, speaking their
language—playing their games, but
so far, to no avail.

And then, on the morning of June
thirteenth came the tip-off, in the
person of Thomas Barry, sixty-six-
year-old crossing watchman for the
Philadelphia Rapid Transit Company.
Barry, who daily rode to work on, the
same car with Thomas Doyle, a Fair-
mount Park Guard, approached him
and timidly said: :

“[’ve seen you for some time, every
morning, coming to work like this.
And for a long time I’ve been want-
ing to tell you something very im-
portant.”

“Well, why haven’t you told me be-
fore? Do I look fierce?” answered
Doyle, in a kindly manner.

“No, it wasn’t that, it’s only that
I’ve been afraid to talk before. Afraid
of these park hoodlums that might
hear about what I have to say, and
get me for it!”

“You'll be perfectly safe, no matter
what you have to tell. We’ll see to
that,” answered Doyle, encourag-
ingly. He recognized that the elderly
Barry was very nervous.

“Well,” said Barry, “I think I can
Pog you with that McCloskey mur-

er.”

Doyle was now intensely alert. Was
this going to be a real clue or just
another phony tip? “Go ahead,” he
said. ‘“You’re safe!”

“Well,” began Barry, hesitantly,
“the night of the murder, I was in
the park near 41st and Parkside.
There was a big hulk of a lad oro |
against a post, smoking a cigarette.
became suspicious of him, because he
was closely eyeing everyone who went
into the park. Finally, I walked by
him, and after going some: distance, I
turned around just in time to see him
glance hurriedly around and disap-
pear into the park. I felt that some-
thing was wrong, and decided to wait
around. A little while later, it
couldn’t have been more than ten or
fifteen minutes, I heard a girl scream-
ing. I waited longer, to see if the
boy would come out of the park, but
he didn’t. So I thought maybe I im-
agined the whole thing, ’til I read of
the murder in the paper.”

Barry nervously wiped the per-
spiration from his forehead. “That’s
about all,’”’ he said, “and I’m glad it’s
off my mind. It’s been haunting me

ever since. I can’t get that fellow’s
face out of my head. I’d know him
anywhere!”

first break

Chief Petrie and Park Guard Grace
were immediately informed by Doyle,
and with them Barry went to the
Woodland Avenue Police Station

And in a few minutes, thumbing
the pictures in the Rogue’s Gallery,
he identified the hulk of a boy he had
mentioned.

It was the face of the boy who had
been held by Petrie for three days in
jail. The face of that one out of two
hundred, that Detectives Petrie,
Grace, Freedman, Jeffers and Foley
had been shadowing, intensely day
and night, for five months.

And no magician who ever pulled a
rabbit out of a hat did a better job of
legerdemain than did this group of
alert and untiring detectives.

For they knew at a glance, that the
face pictured in that Rogue's Gallery,
belonged to the gorilla-like body of
twenty-three-year-old Richard (Big
Slim) Bach. His six feet, eight and

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a half inches of human hulk had been
indelibly impressed upon their minds
through these long months. They
knew his home. They knew all of his
haunts.

And at this very moment, they
knew one or two of their men were
within calling distance of that two
hundred and forty pounder.

In less than a half hour after the
identification by Barry, Richard Bach
was picked up by Detectives Foley
and Freedman. As he was about to
enter a poolroom, they walked quietly
up to the ape-like, gangling frame
and tapped him on the shoulder.

Bach didn’t jump. He turned toward
the men, shaking off the hand.

“What's the big idea?” he drawled,
looking down at his captors, from his
towering height. “Lookin’ for trou-
ble?” he added menacingly.

“No Bach,” answered Detective
Foley. ‘We're just lookin’ for you.
How about comin’ along without any
fuss?”

“Comin’ along where?” answered
Bach.

“IT imagine you know,” said Freed-
man, taking one arm, while Foley
took the other. “We just want to talk
to you at the station house.”

“What! Again? What’s it all about
now?”

“You can tell us,” answered Foley.

And mumbling invectives, Bach
went along, without resisting. They
brought him to their chief, Jeffers.
Then, these three took him to the
park, to the spot where Barry had
seen him first on that fatal night.

Barry stood behind a tree, ready
for identification. As Bach, shackled
to the two detectives, passed him,
Barry’s face tensed ag he whispered,
hoarsely: ‘

“That’s him!
him that night!
get that face!”

grilled

That was enough! Back they went
to the police station, and there, they
began the ten hours grilling that was,
at last, to break the iron nerve of the
human gorilla.

“What do you want me for now?”
Bach challenged at first. “You been
tryin’ to pin somethin’ on me, when
I ain’t done anything! Why pick on
me? What’s it for this time? You
tried gettin’ me before and you
couldn’t pin nothin’ on me. What’s
the idea, anyhow?”

Over and over he protested his in-
nocence. And then, at midnight, al-
though he had been handled quietly
the husky “moocher” finally burst in-
to a paruxysm of weeping, exclaiming
between sobs: ’

“All right, I done it! I may as well
tell you the truth. If you hadn’t got
me, I’d be 6n my way to Mexico next
week.”

“All right,” said Captain of Detec-
tives, Harry E. Heanly. “Take it
easy, now. What’s your name?”

“Richard Bach.”

“Your age?”

“Twenty-three.”

“Where do you live?”

“877 N. 49th Street.”

“Now tell us everything you did on
the night of January 5th. Where were
you, on that Thursday night at about
nine o’clock?”

“About that time,” answered Bach,
drawing slowly at his half-chewed
cigarette, “I was just standing at 41st
and Parkside, leaning against a rail,
just smoking a cigarette.”

The same place I saw
I couldn’t ever for-

The metallic ticking of the station
house clock punctuated his recital.
Bach looked up at it deliberately and
ordered, “Turn that damn thing off,
or I won’t talk.” They obeyed quietly.

babbling baboon

He paused, now, and took a deép
breath, and looked.around at his in-
quisitors. as if he were seeing them
for the first time. They sat there mo-
tionless now. ‘He stretched his mas-
sive frame, like a St. Bernard dog,
and continued.

“After a while, I went into the park,
and from there to that big paper trash
box. You know?” The detectives
nodded. “Well, I stayed around there
for about five minutes. After that I
walked into the hollow, and from
there I came up through the bushes to
the gravel pile.”

Now, Bach scratched his thatch of
blonde hair, and squinted his small
blue eyes. “On the pile I saw a rock.
It must have weighed four or five
pounds. And I picked up this rock
and threw it at him.”

“Who do you mean?” asked Captain
Heanly.

“A fellow,” Bach,
vaguely.

“All right, go on with your story.
Just take your time.”

“He was with a girl. When I saw
them come up to the’ bench together,
I went around and crawled up the
gravel behind them. I admit I wanted
to rob them,”

“How long were you watching them,
there together?”

“About ten minutes. I was sure
they’d be pickin’s.” Bach twisted, rest-
less in his chair. Beads of perspiration
appeared on his low forehead. He
wiped them off with his large hands.

“Well, after I hit the man on the
head, I ran down the hill and grabbed
for the girl’s pocketbook. She started
to fight and scream.” Bach paused '
again, and looked furtively about him.

“Were you alone?” asked Heanly.

“Sure I was,” answered Bach, cock-

answered

ily. “I ain’t no sissie. I didn’t need
no help,”

“Go on,” coaxed the Captain,
quietly.

Bach continued arrogantly now, as
he accelerated his pace. “Well, then
I punched her in the face with my
fists. She kept on fighting, and I
picked up a rock and hit her. The
man was lying there, not making a
move, I dragged the girl away to a
tree. She fought more; and kept on
screaming, and I hit her again with
the rock, and I bit her neck and then
I slashed it with my penknife.”

Bach’s voice was .becoming weaker
now. He was losing his nerve. His
face went white and as the squad
leaned forward to catch what he was
saying, he suddenly slumped in his
chair in a dead faint. It took some
time to revive him. As he regained
consciousness, he began to weep
quietly. Gently, the detectives gave
him restoratives, and finally, he went
on with his ghastly recital.

“my hands were bloody”

“Where was I?” he asked, blinking,
as though coming through from a
darkness.

“You had slashed the girl. . .” he
was reminded.

“Oh yes!” he answered, noncha-
lantly. ‘Well, she was lying there on
the ground, and all at once, I knew
what I had done. I thought I heard

51


-

1e discovery.

nant Jeffers
aS you see it

ished in, ap-
dat had been
dress and. a
a neat suede
covered her

girl’s beret,
Directly be-
a blood and
ay from the
near it lay
osary beads,
2, made out
was a letter
dress in the

a, its hands
d, to be re-
2een photo-
beneath it.
1e of Lieu-
‘er and card
2 lieutenant
> the park.

ley hurried -

was at the
n who was
who found
1en I heard
incidence.”
~“'~ asked.

urse,”’
ws accter to

\dress,” he
They must

Let’s ‘go
ching from

e hospital.
yas uncon-
d, she de-
ttacked by

he officers
. The x-
ie injured
ct. “Looks
”’ he said,

Ryan that

Captain
‘uard over
gain con-
ter Detec-
iis call at

(cCloskey,
1 me,” he
che father
spent the
id- not re-
ll staying
he phone,
were out

tin asked.
too, was
went out

7?

Governor Gifford Pinchot refused killer’s last mercy plea

On way to death house, he pondered chance flare of a match that had provided clinching testimony of his guilt.

last evening to keep a date with her friend, David Ryan. I
asked her if she knew where they met. She said their
favorite meeting place was just inside the Fortieth Street
entrance to the park.”

“Did she know if Rose had any other boy friends?” the
captain asked, considering the theory that a jealous suitor
might have attacked the young couple.

“She said David was Rose’s first steady boy friend. Rose
never had been out with boys much and because she feared
her parents might not approve, she used to meet David
sometimes in the park.”

The captain looked. thoughtful. “Suppose you go back
to the McCloskey home a little later, when they’ve had

time to recover somewhat from the shock. See if you can. -

learn of any other friends, get their names and addresses.”

However, the captain reflected, after the detective had
left, the theory of a jealous suitor did not: seem logical.
The murder was so savage an assault, it-suggested rather
an inflamed sex maniac. A little later Heanly called the
city morgue and asked for Dr. William S. Wadsworth, the
coroner’s physician and medical examiner,

“Have you completed the autopsy?” he asked.

“Just done.”

“What would you say caused the girl’s death?”

“Any one of the injuries. The front of her skull was
completely crushed in. Her jugular vein was severed.”

“Did you determine whether (Continued on page 89)

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iterrogation. The
vas in safe and
ers took turns on
‘ly a ton of stove
ofessional diggers,
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body. When the
id been scooped
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carefully folded

coroner of Mer-
‘amine the body
‘Mm its miserable
2roner’s conclu-
caused—perhaps
vy blow behing
Mitchell found
les across and
depth of three

at headquar-
2ptical captors,
bitter tale of
Nocturnal en-
ated, had been
known to him
wee hours of
he and Marty
drunk. Ramon
ring a watch,
vil.” He had
2ked up. His
at the top of
ite, Marty had
lling plot,
hand-to-hand
Save his own
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n! Felled
wp"ws the top
ved by her
ursue Marty,
airs, out into
n out of the

1 Emily dead
ad feared an
er. Taking

had toiled

moving the
‘ing the coal
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> come over

led answer
had hurled
1€ was fac-
behind the

n the wall-
in self de-
your wife
stairs?” the

bloodstains
‘mon Cota,

that the
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had been
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ld it, had
dq intrigue
istains on
‘oom, and
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4pid mis-
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ided and
urderer’s
‘bricating
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lays

before her violent absence trom Norway
Avenue was to begin.

Their questioning of Patricia Patten con-
vinced the authorities that she had not
been Cota’s accessory, either before or
after the slaying. Thus the girl was ex-
onerated, but not before she broke down
in near-hysteria. “Why, I often went
down there in the cellar alone,” she
wailed on learning where the body had
Jain hidden. “To think he’d let me do
thati”

Successes WA women had seemed to
come easy to Ramo Cota. There in Tren-
ton, one December day in 1936, when he
faced a Mercer County jury, he seemed
pleased to find six of the jurors women.
And throughout his trial he did his darn-
dest to appeal to them and turn on the
charm.

The absurdities of his “Marty” defense,
however, charmed nobody. All twelve
jurors deliberated on Friday, December
18th, then voted Ramon guilty of mur-
der in the first degree without recom-
mendation of mercy. Only ten minutes

later Judge James S. Turp Pronounced the

death sentence.
Ramon Cota

while all the customary appeals and ma-

unquestionable premeditation.

on Friday,

o¢¢

ee

Epitor’s Nore:

The name, Patricia Patten, as used in
is not the real name
erned. This person
titious name to pro-

the foregoing story,
of the person cone
has been given a fic

tect her identity.

Death Keeps
a Lovers’ Tryst

(Continued from page 31)

she was criminally assaulted, either before
or after she was killed?”

“She was not criminally assaulted,” Dr.
Walsworth stated Positively.

Lieutenant Jeffers came in and Captain
Heanly told him Dr. Wadsworth’s report.
“So, if the killer was a sex fiend,

“Maybe he was trightened away,” Jef-
fers suggested. “There must have been
other people in the park between 9:30 and
10 P.M. Someone may have heard a
scream, seen someone running from the
park. If we could only get hold of a
witness—”

“People don’t like to get mixed up ina
murder,” the captain commented. “Looks
like we'll have to wait until Ryan can
tell us something. If he is lucky enough
to survive.”

“T’ve been thinking,” Jeffers said, after
a moment, “of that gang of young hood-
lums, ‘The Moochers,’ who’ve been ter-
rorizing couples in the park. I talked to
Captain Koch. He’s assigned Guard De-
tectives Petrie and Grace and a squad of
men to round up all known members of
the gang. I don’t know what we'll get
from them, but it's worth a try.” 7

“Good,” Heanly commented, “Have them
taken to central Station at City Hall and
we'll question them.” ss

Within two hours 35 men, ranging in
age from 17 to 45, were lined up at the
station and questioned intensively. At
length, however, all but three had satis-
factorily cleared themselves. These three
were placed in cells, while detectives con-
tinued to investigate them. In the end,
nothing was discovered which
them in any way with the shocking crime
and they were freed. From none of them
could anything be obtained which would
offer a clue to the wanted killer. An ap-
peal to the public, urging anyone who had
seen a man running from the park on
the night of January 5th to come fotward,
brought no response,

David Ryan remained on the critical list
at the hospital. And slowly the case
vanished from the front pages of the press,
newspapers referritg to it as one of those

again, as

horror crossing

would link.

prised to hear th

crimes which would never be solved. But

the

Park.

Heanly and Lieut
Ryan’s bedside at t

weeks went by the
unconscious,
thread of life,

It was two months
ing of March 10th,
opened his eyes and s
two men who were
“Who are you?

“!’'m Captain
tenant Jeffers,”

murdering monster of

Every day

enant Jeffers

Captain
visited

he hospital, but as the
injured man remained

still barely clinging to a

later, on the morn-
when David Ryan
tared foggily at the
standing beside his

Where am I?” he

Heanly, and this is Lieu-

the captain told him.

“Do you remember who you are?”
Ryan. But how did I

“I’m Ryan, David
get here?” His eyes clouded.

“You were hurt, David. That’s why you're

“Oh—” He closed

Then he opened them again.
I remember,
mount’ Park last night.

He stared at

Is she all right?

right last night?”
glanced swiftly at Jeffers.
he said.
We'll talk to you again a
You rest now.”

Heanly and Jeffers withdrew.
stalked with the do

The captain
“Yes, “David,”
Don’t worry.
little later,

ing in to see his
“Please don’t

the doctor said,
to examine him.

to see what it was.”
if trying to recall
Then he said weakly, “I don
just last night, but I can’t
think I heard Rose scream,
thing went black.”
the two officers, a look of

his face. “Where’s Rose?

ctor, wh

in the hospital, And we're trying to find
out who hurt you.

Can you remember?”
his eyes for a moment,

and I went

“Yes—now

to Fair-

the captain

“Try to remember.”

behind us.

I started

He stopped
something.
*'t know—it was
remember. I
But every-

Did she get home all

“Rose is

patient.

all right.

They

oO was just com-
He was sur-
at David was conscious.
question him further,”
“until I've had a chance
I’m glad you didn’t tell

him his girl is dead. He’s still in a critical

condition,

description,
help us.”

“Well, a little

later,

Even

perhaps.

Any shock might be fatal.
“T’d like just to ask him,’
said, “if he saw anyone.

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want to wait,” the doctor grimly conceded.
The officers waited. And shortly after
noon they again stood beside the bed.
“Could you tell us just one thing, David?”
the captain asked. “Did you see the
person who knocked you unconscious?”
“No,” David. said. “I didn't see any-
one. I heard a noise—I got up—then
everything went black.” And again he
pleaded, “Please tell me the truth—you’re
sure Rose is all right? She didn’t get hurt?
You’re sure she got home all right?”

He gave a small sigh of relief. Then
he said, “Would you please ask her to
come and see me, as soon as she can?”

The officers promised to do so. Then
they said goodbye and left hastily, ‘fear-
ing that another word might betray them.
It was obvious that David Ryan could tell
them nothing of the assailant.
would have to g0 on with their search
as best they might, with nothing to aid
them. Further questioning of the fam-
ilies also had availed nothing. There was
no one to whom any suspicion of rivalry
And no
one caught up in the police dragnet could

killer had seen the young couple sitting
Stealthily moving from
tree to tree, he approached them. He

crashed the rock down on Ryan’s head.
She must have
screamed at least once, since David seemed

if robbery had been a motive, Some sound
or movement might have frightened him

“Someone must have been there,” Jef-
fers said. “If only we could get a line on
someone who was in that area that night,
So far, we haven’t come up with a single
clue.”

“Nevertheless,” said Captain Heanly
grimly, “this is one case we're going to
solve.”

concerned. Stil] they continued to be un-
der surveillance,

One of the three was a huge man, over
6 feet tall, with powerful arms and hands.
His name was Richard Bach. But if this
man ever had preyed upon couples in
the park, he no longer. did so. However,
when a detective shadowing this man re-
ported that he had skipped town, Detec-
tives Foley and Friedman were directed to
pick up his trail and stay on it until
further orders,

Captain Heanly called at the hospital
It was his

after telling the young man as gently as

‘possible of the tragedy, “you must have

been anticipating this news.”

“Yes,” David said huskily. “I guess I
knew—when she didn’t come to see me,
or write. But somehow—I kept hoping—”

“Yes, we’re sure, David,” both men said..

He buried his head in his arms and sobs
shook his thin frame. “If only I could
have saved her—” he choked.

“You hadn't a chance, David,” the cap-
tain said. “You were knocked uncon-
scious with that first savage blow.”

After taking David Ryan to his sister's
home, the captain returned to his office,
How, he wondered, could they get a line
on the man they wanted? They had
checked and rechecked all known crim-
inals, parolees and suspects. They had
been in contact with police of other cities,
asking for prompt reports on any crimes
occurring in public parks. The pursuit
of the suspect who had skipped town was

-no more than a gamble. They’d Picked
“him up the day after the murder, held
dim, questioned him intensively and
cleared him.

On the morning of May 15th Heanly
received a telegram from Detective Foley.
He and Friedman, the wire said, had
pitked up the suspect’s trail in Chicago,
but as yet they had not caught up with
him.

“Stay on the trail,” Heanly wired back.
That same night he received a report

in a
Chicago park. Luckily the approach of
a park guard had frightened the assail-
ant away before he had done serious in-
jury. However, the man had -eluded cap-
ture.

Captain Heanly sent a wire to Detective
Foley, directing him and Friedman to co-
Operate with the Chicago police,

But four days later Foley and Freid-
man returned. The Chicago park suspect
had not been captured and the two de-
tectives from Philadelphia had_ found
evidence that their suspect was heading
east. It was believed he was returning
to Philadelphia,

Captain Heanly now determined on an-
other plan. If their Suspect had been
frustrated in an assault in a Chicago park
and was returning to Philadelphia, he
might make another attempt in Fair-
mount Park. The captain selected ten
young men detectives and ten women de-
tectives to go in pairs to every secluded
nook or lovers’ lane in the park, They

last this phase of the quest bore fruit.

On June 3rd Park Guard Detective
Petrie brought to Captain Heanly’s office
a man whom he introduced as Robert
Grant, a retired employe of the Philadel-
phia Transit Company. “I got to talking
with this man in a restaurant,” Petrie ex.
plained. “He admitted he’d been in the
park the night of January 5th and had
seen something, but was afraid to talk

about it. I finally persuaded him to tell
me his story.”
Captain Heanly looked searchingly at

the witness. “Did you see the murder,
or the murderer?” he asked.

The visitor looked embarrassed. “I’l] tell
you about it,” he said. “But first, I want
to explain why I didn’t do so before. I
i She was terrified.
She implored me not to become involved

The captain nodded. “It’s understand-
able—but a pity. What did you see?”

“Well, we went into the park shortly
after 9 p.m. .We found a bench and sat
down. Then we saw that young couple

enter th
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and hid
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30

satisfied himself that ‘they were responsible citizens, in-
volved in‘ the incident only to the extent of trying ‘to help
an injured person. All of them lived in the vicinity of the
park. All promised to be available if wanted and Foley
permitted them to go to their homes,

A hospital intern gave Foley articles which had been
found in the injured man’s clothing. Among them were a

The detective then went to the address on the card and
letter. There he talked with a young woman who said she
was David Ryan’s sister. David lived with her, she said.
Shé was horrified to learn that he had been hurt. He had
left home at about 8 P.M., she told Foley, to keep a date
with a girl he called Rose.. She did not know, or had for-
gotten if she had heard it, Rose’s last name. She did not
know where the two were going to meet. Foley drove her

over to the hospital. Then he returned to headquarters to
make his report.

At 8 AM. Park Guard William Schaidler was finishing
his morning rounds. Taking a short cut back to the park

path was a small sand pit. Glancing down as he passed,
Schaidler stopped short with an exclamation.

A war veteran, Schaidler had seen death in its most vio-
lent forms, but the sight that now held his shocked gaze
made him jerk back with a chill of horror. A girl lay there
in the sand pit, a.girl whose head and face had been beaten
to a bloody pulp, whose throat had been cut, It needed no
second glance to assure himself that the victim was beyond
aid. Schaidler hastened to the guard house, where the
sergeant on duty flashed the report to the detective bureau
at City Hall. ,

Captain Harry D, Heanly, commanding officer of the
homicide division of the Philadelphia police department,
had just entered his office when the report came in. With
other members of the homicide division, he hastened to the
park. There he found detectives of the 5th division, com-
manded by Lieutenant of Detectives Perry Jeffers.. A de-
tail of park guards, under Captain George Koch, and Park
Detectives William Grace and George Petrie also were

present at the bleak scene of the gruesome discovery.

“Nothing has been touched here,” Lieutenant Jeffers
told Captain Heanly: “Everything was just as you see it
now.”

The front of the victim’s skull had been ‘crushed in, ap-
parently by a rain of frenzied blows. Her throat had been
deeply, slashed. She was clad in a pretty dress and a
smartly styled winter coat. On one foot was a neat suede |
shoe. The other shoe was missing. No hat covered her.
soft dark hair. j

A search of the adjacent area revealed the girl’s beret, |
lying on a bench beneath twin catalpa trees. Directly be-!
hind the bench lay a large rock, stained with blood and
bits of hair, adhering to it. Some 20 feet away from the
bench the girl’s other ‘shoe was found, and near it lay:
her purse. It‘contained 43 cents, a string of rosary beads, ;
a card from a Market Street department store, made out
in the name of Rose McCloskey. There also was a letter |
addressed to Rose McCloskey, with a return address in the:
name of David Ryan. ;

Further search disclosed a girl’s wrist watch, its hands
stopped at 9:57.. And when the body was lifted, to be re-’
moved to the morgue after the scene had been photo-.
graphed, another bloodstained rock was found beneath it.

Suggesting that Detective Abe Friedman, one of Lieu-
tenant Jeffers’ men, go to the address on the letter and card
found in the girl’s purse, Captain Heanly and the lieutenant
walked toward the Fortieth Street entrance to the park.
As they: started out of the park, Detective Foley hurried:
toward them. .

“I just heard of the murder,” he said. “I was at the
Presbyterian Hospital, waiting to question a man who was
brought in there last night by three young men who found
him injured near the entrance to the park. When I heard
of the body found here, it seeméd more than a coincidence.”

“Do you know the man’s name?” Captain Heanly asked.

“David Ryan.” ;

“That’s the name on a letter we found in the girl’s purse,”
the captain said. “Here it is?’ He held out the letter to
Foley.

The detective glanced at it. “That’s the address,” he
said. “Same as on a letter in Ryan’s pocket. They must
have been together, when they were attacked. Let’s ‘go
back to the hospital, see if we can learn anything from
Ryan.” : ;

Heanly and Jeffers accompanied Foley to the hospital.
On the way Foley explained that Ryan, who was uncon-
scious, had been identified by his sister. David, she de-
clared, had no enemies. He must have been attacked by
some criminal haunting the park.

At the hospital the physician in charge told the officers
that Ryan was being prepared for an operation. The x-
rays had revealed multiple skull fractures. The injured
man, he said, had only a slim chance to recover. ‘Looks
as if you will have two murders on your hands,” he said,
when told of the discovery of the murdered girl,

Realizing that they could not talk with David Ryan that
day, the officers returned to their headquarters. Captain
Heanly, sent two uniformed patrolmen to stand guard over
the young man, in the event that he might regain con-
sciousness and be able to talk. A short while later Detec-
tive Friedman came in to report the results of his call at
the McCloskey address.

“The girl’s parents, Mr. and Mrs. Patrick McCloskey,
were so shocked they were unable to talk with me,” he
reported. “I took them to the morgue, where the father
identified the body. They said that Rose had spent the
preceding night with a girl friend. When she did not re-
turn home last night, they assumed she was still staying
with her friend. They tried to call her there on the phone,
did not get an answer, and assumed the girls were out
partying somewhere.” .

“Did you check with the girl friend?” the captain asked.

“Yes, I got her address and went there. She, too, was
too shocked to be very helpful. Rose, she said; went out

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habitue of the used car lots on Warren
Street. Soon the disparaging dealers
were Calling him “The Mug.”

In their rounds, the inspectors learned
at a Cleaning establishment in the vici-
nity of Hume’s home that the frustrated
hero pilot had taken a rug in to be
cleaned on October Sth. The proprietor
said he had examined the carpet and
noticed it contained a huge blood stain.

Technicians then dug up parts of
Hume’s floor and found traces of dried
blood which typed “O” under analysis—
Stanley Setty’s classification. This was
good enough for the Yard, and on
October 28th, 1949, Brian Donald
Hume was charged with murder and
stowed away in Old Bailey to await
trial.

Hume was a gracious, co-operative
and captivating witness for himself. He
admitted everything—renting the mono-
plane, dumping the grisly bundle. But
he hadn’t murdered Setty. Setty had been
murdered by three underworld types
who had a score to settle. They had
paid him to jettison two packages into
the sea. He thought, he said, the bun-
dles were counterfeit gasoline ration
coupon plates—until, of course, the
larger package began leaking blood in
his flat. He had been paid 30 five-pound
notes for his chore, and these, probably,
had been taken off the used car king.

Hume still liked to fabricate exploits
as a pilot, and on the stand, in his more

charming manner, he couldn’t resist
saying:

“I had a deuce of a time pushing the
large bundle out the door. I took my
hands from the wheel and the ship, went
into a steep dive. We nearly stove into
the water before I yanked her level, and
then noticed the package had tumbled
out. One wingtip actually kissed the
water, I was that low.”

Some members of the jury apparently
were mesmerized by the phony flier.
After three hours, the 12 good men and
true disagreed, the first time such a
thing had happened in England in more
than a half-century.

A new trial opened January 26th,
1950. Here the judge instructed the jury
to return a not guilty verdict and laugh-
ing Brian Donald Hume was turned
loose,

Justice in Britain is nothing if not
dogged, however, and Hume was again
picked up. Under Anglo-Saxon law he
could not be put in. jeopardy of life and
limb a second time, so a new charge
was lodged against him—of being an ac-
cessory after the fact in a case of mur-
der.

On February Ist, 1958, Brian Donald
Hume was released from prison—time
off for good behavior.

Five months after his release he
walked into a London paper and, for
an attractive sum, offered to give it a
sensational exclusive story. “I killed

NO STEPS WERE HEARD

(Continued from page 52)

police officers at her door she broke
into tears. “What has happened to my
Rose?” she wailed. “She didn’t come
home all night. We were just going to
tell the police when you came.”

Jeffers then knew that the slain girl
in the park was actually Rose Mc-
Closkey, and shook his head. One of
the bitter sides of his job was inform-
ing families that misfortune had fallen
on those they loved. After learning that
her daughter was dead, Mrs. McClos-
key became incoherent and Jeffers sent
a patrolman after her husband, who was
proprietor of a fish store in the neigh-
borhood.

Mr. McCloskey was clearly wounded
by the tragic news, but kept his com-
posure. His daughter, he said, was 20
years old and a home-loving, well-
mannered girl, somewhat on the shy,
withdrawing side. On finishing high
school, where she had distinguished
herself scholastically, she was forced to
take a job in a five-and-ten-cent-store
because the depression that year, 1932,
was at its worst and work was hard to
find. Even her dime store job had
eventually blown up due to the eco-
nomic doldrums.

“Rose had a boy friend,” McCloskey
said, “fellow ten years older than’she
was. But my wife didn’t like him be-
66 .

Setty and got away with murder,” he
told the editor, “and I’m willing to tell
all about it.” The story was printed on
June 1, 1958, and left the British Isles
agog. English justice mocked!

The story began:

“I, Donald Hume, do hereby confess
that on the night of October 4th, 1949,
I murdered Stanley Setty in my Finchley
Road flat. I stabbed him to death with
a dagger while we were fighting.”

Hume said he and Setty had joined
in several fishy used car deals and be-
came acquainted that way. They also
forged petrol coupons. Setty became in-
terested in Hume’s wife and began tak-
ing her out afternoons. On October 4,
Hume had returned home and found
Setty with his wife, grabbed up a dag-
ger and killed him with seven thrusts.

After his story, Hume dropped out
of sight and, as Scotland Yard later
learned, changed his name twice.

Once Dr. Stotz, back in Zurich, had
digested Superintendent MacDougall’s
tasty dish, he called in Sergeant Frey
and repeated the story. Both officers
thereupon went back into the lockup
for a look at the bizarre creature who
had thumbed his nose at British law.
He was calmly sleeping. . ;

Donald Hume went on trial in Switz-
erland for the murder of Arthur Maag
in September, 1959. Found guilty on
October Ist, he was sentenced to life
in prison.

cause he was out of work, also because
of his age, and she told Rose to stop
seeing him. So far as we know she has
not gone out with a man since.”

The boy friend’s name was Walter
Drake, the grieving father said, ex-
plaining he was big, brawny and well
over six feet tall.

When questioned about Rose’s other
friends, McCloskey said his daughter’s
closest chum was Joan Frank, a girl
who lived in the neighborhood.

“Rose left home last night,” Mc-
Closkey said, “about eight-thirty. She
said she was going out for a soda. I
can’t understand why she would have
gone into the park at night. We had
warned her it was a dangerous place,
and she seemed to agree. Even when
she failed to come home last night it
never occurred to us that she would
have ‘entered the park after dark.”

Obtaining the telephone number of
Rose’s friend, Joan, Lieutenant Jeffers
called her home and she agreed to come
to the McCloskey’s residence at once.

B*> at the park, Captain Heanly
had his men questioning the
crowds that had assembled when the
news of a murder spread. During the
interrogations and shortly after lunch,
a man approached the homicide cap-
tain and introduced himself as’ James
Brock. :

“I was in the park last night about
seventy-five yards from where, I am
told, the girl was murdered,” he said.

“I heard a woman scream once, but
when it wasn’t repeated I figured it

was some young girl evading a boy

friend in a game of horseplay so I
paid no further attention. I continued
to sit on my bench smoking. Then
about a quarter to nine I heard foot-
steps on the gravel path. As I watched
a light flared up and I saw the face of
an extremely tall man lighting a cigaret.
Because it was all kind of eerie,
linked as it was with the scream some
minutes before, the man’s face—lean
and gaunt—was impressed on my mind.
Then I heard him swish through some
bushes and reach the street. That was
enough for me. I left and went home.”

Asked if he thought he could identify
the face if he ever saw it again, Brock
said he was positive he could. He added
that the man who came out of the dark-
ness had bushy, light hair and a long,
high nose. He said he wore no hat and
had on what appeared to be a tan
trench coat.

Certain he had seen the vicious mur-
derer, Heanly took Brock’s address.
The witness readily agreed to make
himself available whenever the police
wanted him to look over a suspect.

Meanwhile, Lieutenant Jeffers, at the
McCloskey home, was making progress
with Rose’s cooperative girl friend.
Joan Frank, without knowing about
Rose’s murder, told the detective that
Rose was still deeply in love with Wal-
ter Drake and that she intended to mar-

ry him when she was 21 and didn’t
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NO STEPS WERE HEARD

| The young lovers did not know a sex fiend lurked in the shadows
|

by Jules Smith

* THE YOUNG COUPLE seated on the bench in Philadelphia's Fairmount Park

at 9:30 that early January evening were not aware of the man watching them from
| behind the tree only 12 feet away. No one could have seen him if it hadn’t been
|! for his uncommon height and bulk. But his presence there spelled trouble!

Suddenly the huge intruder’s right arm came up and he hurled a heavy rock at the
back of the young man’s head. It connected with a dull thud and his human target
slumped on the bench.

In two immense strides the towering attacker confronted the girl, reaching out with
his arms to smother her in his clasp. She uttered a piercing scream that was cut off by
his ham-like paw.

Despite the size of the raider, the young woman struggled desperately, clawing at
his face and clothing. “Damn little hell cat,” he cursed, reaching down and retrieving
the rock which had knocked the girl’s companion unconscious.

Brutally he hammered his victim’s head with the heavy stone and she collapsed in his
arms. Viciously throwing her body to the ground, he reached into his trench coat and
pulled out a hunting knife. Still growling to himself he drew the blade back and forth
over the girl’s white throat. Then he reached down, picked her up in his arms and
disappeared over a slight ridge in back of the park bench.

In a few minutes he was back in front of the young man out on the bench. Picking
up the murderous stone again, the giant swung it time and again. Finally, his rage wore
off and he struck off down the park’s gravel pathway.

Fifty yards from the scene of his carnage, he paused, lit a cigaret and was lost in the
night.

Fifteen minutes later the young man on the bench, his face and head a bruised and
bloody mess, groaned, stirred and pushed himself to his feet. Oncé erect, he staggered

Detectives searched Fairmount Park ground for clues. Low-heeled girl’s slipper was found by park guard.

blindly down the path, crashed’ through some leafless shrub- with worried eyes, wondered what was keeping their daugh-
bery edging the park and reeled crazily down the street out ter Rose out so late. They waited for her until 2 o’clock the
of sight. : next morning and then, after deciding she was spending the

night with some girl friend, went to bed.

N another part of Philadelphia, Mr. and Mrs. Patrick
McCloskey sat in their home on Haverford Avenue ahd,
50

“Rose has never done anything like this before,” Mrs.
McCloskey said, fear plainly affecting her voice. “Maybe

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Pretty Rose McCloskey met violent death in the park.

we should call the police.”

“Not yet,” her husband said. “It would only embarrass
her if everything’s all right. But if she doesn’t come home
until noon tomorrow then we'll report to the precinct
station.”

Back in Fairmount Park about 8 o’clock the next morn-
ing a guard, Bill Schaidler, had just started his daily patrol.
He walked down into a small hollow favored by young
lovers and noticed a crimson beret lying behind one of the
wooden benches.

Then his eyes caught sight of a good-sized rock notice-
ably stained. Gingerly he picked it up and saw blood on its
surface, blood still uncongealed because of the moist, mild
winter weather, perhaps.

_“BEyerything’s not as it should be,” Schaidler thought to
himself, and he began searching the ground around the
bench. It was then he first saw the deeply indented, un-
naturally long and broad footprints leading off the gravel
path up toward the small rise of ground behind the bench.
He was quick to note the length of the stride told by the
prints.

“Must have been a tremendously big man to make such
tracks,” the guard thought. He also noted that dotting the
route made by the tracks were flecks of crimson on the
brown, winter-cured grass. More blood!
Next he spotted a brown, low-heeled woman’s slipper.
The sight gave him an eerie feeling. He knew that no young
woman, regardless of emotional feeling, would walk off in
a winter night heedlessly leaving one shoe behind. Putting
the slipper in his overcoat pocket, he continued to follow
the footprints leading up over the bank of the hollow.
Beyond the ridge was another depression bound on one
side by a park stockpile of gravel. What Schaidler saw ly-
ing in the man-made gulley caused him to turn around and
sprint for the park guardhouse. There he blurted out his
find to his superior, Park Guard Captain George Koch.
Koch reached for the telephone and called police head-
quarters and trotted back to the pile of sand with Schaidler.
Both men looked with undisguised terror at the body of a
young, attractive and shapely girl. Her throat had been cut

Puzzled suspect had difficulty explaining his actions.

51


from the lobe of one ear to the lobe of the other. Her face
had been cruelly battered and her dark hair was clotted
with blood.

She was wearing a flannel skirt, which had been pulled
up high on her thighs and her blue blouse had been ripped
down the front. It was pitifully clear that she had been the
victim of a sadistic psychopath. Only a depraved sex mad-
man would have beaten and cut a woman like that, the two
park guards agreed.

IEUTENANT Percy Jeffers and two detective aides

from the Fifth Division were the first city police on

the scene. When they saw the corpse they immediately

called the Homicide Division and were presently joined by

Captain Harry D. Heanly and Dr. William S. Wadsworth,
the coroner’s physician.

It did not take a great deal of investigation to tell Heanly
and Jeffers the story of the tragedy that had transpired. A
cursory hunt was made for the lethal knife, but none was
found in the immediate area of the body.

As he waited for reinforcements from headquarters,
Captain Heanly asked Captain Koch to protect the ground
around the corpse from curious onlookers, who had already
started to gather, attracted by the sirens of the police cars.
The park captain roped off the area and ordered his guards
to assist the city officers in their quest for clues,

By this time Dr. Wadsworth had been able to make a

Jury’s trip to park was a highlight of sensational trial.

52

sketchy examination of the body. He reported that as far
as he could determine at that stage the victim had been dead
since between eight and eleven o’clock the night before.

“Her skull has been fractured,” the physician explained,
“but it is likely that she was still alive at the time her throat
was slit.”

He said he thought the victim had not been sexually
violated because of the fight she had waged, and that her
attacker, obviously a man of vast physical strength and a
sex sadist, had killed her in a fury of frustration.

A search of the dead woman’s clothing failed to turn up
any identification marks. One of the park guards, however,
discovered a woman’s purse in a nearby hedge. In the hand-
bag, among other feminine accouterments, was a charge
card on a department store in the business district made out
to Rose McCloskey of Haverford Avenue in the city.

Meanwhile, Superintendent of Police William LeStrange
had been dispatched a full report on the case. He placed
Captain Heanly in full charge, giving him carte blanche to
the full resources of the police department so an all-out
effort could be made to capture the killer before he had a
chance to repeat his bestial crime.

The homicide chief immediately sent Lieutenant Jeffers,
Detective Abe Friedman and two uniformed patrolmen to
the Haverford Avenue address listed on the victim’s charge
card.

When Mrs. McCloskey saw the (Continued on page 66)

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hete. He was picked up in the vicinity
of Fairmount Park around ten-thirty
last night. He was out on his feet, wan-
dering around in a daze. He has a
multiple fracture of the skull, has been
unconscious since he came in. His
chances of survival are poor, I’m afraid.
A nurse saw that picture in an after-
noon newspaper and thought he might
be your man, although we can’t tell as
he had no identification of any sort on
his person.”

Heanly told the supervisor he’d be
right out and, asking Detective Martin
Foley to come along, drove out to the
hospital.

When the homicide officer saw the
bandaged man on the hospital bed he

recognized him as Drake at once. The —

attending physician said the patient had
been unable to talk, adding, “and I
doubt if he’ll ever speak again.”

For several hours Heanly stood by
as hospital physicians tried vainly to
bring the injured man to consciousness.
Once or twice his lips moved but no
words were ‘audible. Heanly, anxious to
return to headquarters where he could
keep his hands directly on all reins of
the manhunt, called Detective Fried-
man and when the sleuth arrived or-
dered him and Foley to keep a 24-hour
watch at Drake’s bedside so as to catch
any words he might utter should he
awake.

Heanly next ordered a canvass of all
Rose McCluskey’s and Drake’s neigh-
bors. A store to store campaign was
also conducted in the area around the
park on the chance someone might
have recognized the giant who had

Fun in park ended in tragedy.

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killed Rose and brought.her fiance to
the brink of death.

For days Drake remained in a coma,
his condition improving very little, yet
enough to surprise the doctors who had
all but given him up. Detectives Foley
and Friedman continued their tedious,
bedside vigil.

Sex offenders were gathered up, ques-
tioned and released. All had unbreak-
able alibis.

After a week of futile labor, Jeffers
called his superior and said he had
learned that there was a juvenile gang
in the McCloskey neighborhood led by
one Joe Ficua. Ficua had had “a case”
on the slain girl, but she had ignored
him. On the chance she may have been
murdered for spite, Ficua was brought
in and questioned. But he, and all of
his gang of punks, were able to bring
proof that they had not been near
Fairmount Park the night of the killing.

Several days later a Peter Holland
was picked up. A vagrant, 6 feet 5
inches tall and of a mighty build, his
police record showed he had been in-
volved in several sex scrapes. When
Brock saw him in the police line-up,
however, he said that Holland _posi-
tively was not the man who had lit the
cigaret in the dark.

“Different type entirely,” the witness
said.

Then a hulking man 6 foot 8 inches
tall was brought into headquarters.
Perry had run into several regulars in a
barroom across from the park who told
him a giant of a man they knew as
Richard Bach had been hanging arduhid
the place as late as eight-thirty ‘the
night of the murder.

After Bach’s pickup, his room was
searched but nothing incriminating,
such as a knife, razor or bloody clothes,
was found. And a check of the police
records revealed he had never run
afoul of the law.

Despite all this, James Brock was
again called in and asked to scrutinize
the huge suspect.

“I would have sworn I’d know the
guy’s face again,” he said after the
lineup, “but now I just can’t say for
certain, This last guy might be the
man, but I can’t honestly make a posi-
tive identification.”

After this there was nothing left for
the police to do but to let the big fellow

go.

EEKS passed and no new leads

were uncovered, Then on March
10, 1933, Walter Drake came out of
his death-like sleep.

“What happened last night?” were
his first words. “Where am I?” With
puzzled eyes he looked around the hos-
pital room,

Captain Heanly was called and he
gathered up Lieutenant Jeffers and the
two sped to the hospital. They were
warned there that at this point of
Drake’s recovery they should not tell
him of his fiancee’s death or it might
bring on a fatal relapse.

When questioned by the. officers,
Drake, who had no idea of the long
passage of time, told of taking Rose to

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and to try to run him down. “He
shouldn’t be too hard to spot, big as
he is,” the captain said. “You also know
the kind of joints he frequents.”

Not another word was heard from
Foley for eight days. Then he called
Heanly again. He said a woman had
been attacked in a Chicago park and
her description of the rapist matched
that of Bach exactly.

“Continue to try and find him until
we give you the word to return,” Hean-
ly ordered.

After another week passed without
the Philadelphia sleuth getting a line on
the suspect, he was called back home.

When Foley returned a council of
war was Called and all officers who had
worked on the McCloskey case attend-
ed. During the pow-wow, Captain
Heanly finally said:

“Bach is a born and bred Phila-
delphian. As such he’s bound to return
home. Maybe he’s here even now, Also
he’s a compulsive rapist, and public
parks are his hunting grounds. Here’s
my idea, we’ll stake out Fairmount with
police couples and see if he rises to the
lure. It’s one of our last cards and we
might as well play it.”
~ His fellow officers agreed it was
worth a chance and nine plain clothes
men and nine police women in street
attire were placed at strategic points in
the park to pose as courting couples.
Superintendent of Police LeStrange en-
thusiastically approved the ruse.

From darkness until midnight for a
week the armed couples played the part
of lovers, but nothing happened until
the evening of June 13th.

That night Captains Heanly and
Koch and Lieutenant Jeffers, all of
whom had worked so untiringly on the
case, were asleep in the park guard-

house when they were awakened by

Detective Friedman.

“A park guard by the name of
George Petrie just now spotted Bach
watching one of our plants from behind
a tree near the hollow where Rose
McCloskey was killed,” Friedman re-
ported.

“Let’s go,” Heanly said, and gave
orders for.a surrounding action on the
suspected killer.

When the police and guards con-
verged on the spot, however, Bach had
disappeared. Something had warned
him away.

A few seconds later, however, a park
guard dashed up. He said Detective

Foley had seen Bach leave through one

of the park exits and was on his trail.
Not more than 25 minutes passed

' when the telephone in the guardhouse

rang. It was Foley. He said he had
shadowed Bach to a house at 287
North 49th Street and would watch
the place until reinforcements arrived.

Heanly called headquarters and in
minutes police patrol cars, their sirens
silent, were at the 49th Street address
and had surrounded the house, When
Heanly arrived he found at least 25
patrolmen and detectives on the scene.

The place was a rooming house and
without diffculty of any sort the officers,
guns drawn, burst into Bach’s room.

AMAZING DETECTIVE

The giant had been asleep and was
caught completely unawares. He sur-
rendered meekly in the face of the riot
guns and police specials.

Taken to police headquarters for
questioning, Bach admitted being in the
park and said sullenly, “It’s public, ain’t
it? I take walks in the park like any-
body else.” He flatly denied having
anything to do with the McCloskey
murder, and with great bravado chal-
lenged the police to connect him with
the killing.

As he was being interrogated a de-
tective brought in a razor-like hunting
knife which he had found under Bach’s
mattress.

Getting nowhere, Heanly for a third
time sent for James Brock. Brock again
protested that he could not in good
conscience identify Bach as the huge
killer he had seen in the park the night
of the murder.

Then Heanly had an idea, He placed
Brock in the corner of another room,
had the lights turned out and led Bach
into the darkened cubicle. As they en-
tered, he offered the giant a cigaret.
Bach accepted it and Heanly lit a match
and cupped it in front of the tall man’s
face.

As he did so, Brock, from his corner,
cried out, “That’s the man .. . that’s
the face in the park . . . that’s him!”

A relay of probers went to work on
Bach, For hours they were unable to
obtain admissions of any sort connected
with the murder. Little by little, how-
ever, they wore the worried Wepect
down, Finally, after 11 hours of ‘ques-
tioning he turned to Heanly and said,
“Get these dogs off my neck. I want to
see you alone.”

In another room Bach asked the
homicide captain, “If I tell you what I
know about Rose McCloskey’s murder,
will you protect me from the chair?”

Heanly said he could make no prom-
ises, but pointed out that judges some-
times took cooperation on the part of a
prisoner into consideration when pass-
ing sentence, But not always, he warned.

Bach then confessed he had killed
the girl. “I wanted her for myself,” he
told Heanly and LeStrange in a formal
statement. His reenactment of the mur-
der later followed exactly the earlier
conceptions of Heanly, Jeffers, Fried-
man, Foley, Koch and the others who
had labored so assiduously to run down
the sadistic sex deviate.

At his trial, which opened on July 13,
1933, he, strangely, repudiated his
signed confession, The jury, however,
believed Bach the first time and found
him guilty of murder in the first degree.

Judge Harry S. McDevitt said his
crime was too heinous for mercy and
sentenced him to die in the electric
chair.

The blubbering giant went to his
doom on April 9, 1934, and finis was
written to one of the most painstaking
and brilliant manhunts in the long his-
tory of the Philadelphia police force.

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Peter Holland, Walter Drake, Joan
Frank and James Brock are fictitious.

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hands and discussing plans for their
future together.

“Then something seemed to burst in-
side my skull,” he said, “and I wake up
this morning and find myself here, Did
I have a stroke or heart attack or some-
thing?”

The detectives reassured him that no
such thing had happened and that he
had been attacked from behind and
knocked out.

“But Rose,” he cried, “is Rose all
right? I want to see her right now!”

They assured him Rose was fine, but
that his condition was such that the at-
tending doctors would not let him see
anyone except the police at this time.

“The only reason we are allowed to

talk to you,” Heanly explained, “is that
we're out to catch a slugger before he
can hurt anyone again like he has hurt
you.”
- Informed the patient could talk no
more at that time, the officers left. Sev-
eral days later Drake was told what had
befallen his sweetheart, but try as he
would he was unable to give the police
any leads to her killer. :

With Drake on the way to full re-
covery—and having told everything he
knew—Detectives Foley and Friedman,
his guardian angels during his long
sleep, were assigned full time to the
case so Heanly and Jeffers could work
part time on other crimes.

Several weeks later, Foley called

34

Heanly and said he was in a phone
booth in Pennsylvania Station. “You
know that big guy Richard Bach who
was picked up in the McCloskey case?
Well, I happened to spot him on the

‘street and tailed him into the station.

He bought a ticket to Chicago!”
“How you set for dough?” the homi-
cide captain asked.

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“I got a hundred and ten on me.” :
“Okay, follow him and we'll wire you —
more at the Morrison Hotel out there.”
Don’t let him out of your sight,” Hea
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murder almost at once, once they got
that lucky break — the missing link
which enabled the entire puzzle to fall
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and because of it, police were
able to solve one of the strang-

est murder cases on record... The story
begins on a warm springlike night in
Philadelphia’s sprawling Fairmount
Park. Everything—the flowers, the bush-
es, the grass, were stirring with the re-
birth of life. he
Then a couple of strolling sweethearts
made a terrifying discovery. It was the
body of a beautiful dark-haired woman
lying on the ground. She had been beat-
en horribly and was obviously dead. Po-
lice swiftly moved in and the victim was
identified as Rose McCloskey’.
_ Investigators learned that the slain
girl had left her home earlier in the
evening with her fiancé, Roger Crandall.
Police had little trouble locating him.
He had been found wandering about the

" streets in a dazed and beaten-up condi-
tion and had been taken to a hopsital.

~

For months Crandall seemed to linger
between life and death and couldn’t
tell police anything. The detectives con-
tinued to conduct a routine investiga-
tion, but without any luck.

All police could learn was that both
Rose and Roger were nice young people.
If they’d ever had any falling out, or if
there’d been a jealous third party hov-
ering somewhere in the background, no
one seemed to have any inkling of it.
Yet there had been no apparent attempt
to. rob the couple or to molest the girl
before she’d been killed.

As police followed one futile lead or
hunch after another, it began to look
more and more as if their only hope
in breaking the case was in Roger Cran-
dall. If he recovered, perhaps he would
be able to tell them what happened.

Finally, some six months later, the
young man had sufficiently come around
to talk fo them. But, much to the dismay’
of the police, his story turned out to be
no help whatsoever.

Crandall said he had been sitting on.
a park bench, his: arms around Rose,
and then suddenly everything had gone


hic, nS

“Where’s Rose,” he demanded. “I
want to see her right away.. Has any-
thing happened to her? . You must
tell-me.”

The doctor sh i me a look I inter-
preted immediately? /“Rose. is all
right,” I assured De It: was the
doctor who~was giving orders this’
time. “She’ll’come here as soon as
she-can. We're just trying to find out
‘what happened to you that night.” —

The patient was suddenly suspi-
cious. “Something has happened to
Rose,” he accused, “or you wouldn't
be asking all these. questions. Where
is she? Again he attempted to
struggle y oe Se

I could hardly look at the boy. His
love for the girl he would never see
again was so touching that I had a
hard time ing the tears out of my
eyes. “Rose is right,” I insisted
for his peace of mind and -health.
“She'll come to see you soon.”

It was early in May, almost five
months to the day, that Boyle was

.to leave the ital. During
all that long time, hundreds of clues
had’ come across our path, been in-
vestigated and tossed out. We, all of
us involved in the vampire hunt, were
desperate. We had to take a desper-
ate measure with Boyle to test the ex-
tent of his reaction to the news that
Rose was dead. -

He was in -the hospital corridor,
ready to leave, when we told him his

irl was dead. He took one stricken
ook at all of us and then toppled to
the floor. _He-was out for 15 minutes;
and when he was revived, he had to
stay another week. His anguish was
as real as ta hope to see. He
constantly blamed himself for her
death, blamed himself. for taking her
to the park gravel pit. Boyle was a
heartbroken man. . -

And still the days dragged along
without any break in the case. e
terse one and two sentence daily re-
ports of the detectives assigned to
shadow~the three men were a con-
stant reminder that we were getting
exactly nowhere—and that fast—with
the gravel-pit murder.

Detective Foley called me on May
12th. His man was Bach.

“He’s taking a bus for Pittsburgh,”
Foley shouted into the telephone. “I’m
at the Market Street bus terminal.
Friedman is with me.”

“Trail him,” I ordered. That was
all Foley wanted. The receiver
banged on the hook ahd the line went
deat leaving me at my desk mulling
the whole fantastic case over for the
thousandth time. i

There wasn’t'a word from either
Foley or Friedman for three whole
days. I presumed that they’d kept
their. man under surveillance and
were waiting to see what he’d do
next. Then I had a call from Foley.
They had lost their quarry. /
put Foley called me back again that

night. He had hair-raising news. A
young couple had been attacked in
Schenley Park, which is to. Pitts-
burghers what Fairmont Park is to

Philadelphians. The girl had been
bitten, t the boy with her .had |.
fought off the attacker, who escaped.
“Was there od ' description of
him?” I demanded.
“Yes,” Foley replied. ‘He was |.
about Bach’s height.” te f a

I instructed the two detectives to
i on the job, to: pick up Bach’s
trail again and not to lose it.

The next night, I received word
that Bach had left Pittsburgh by bus.
Foley and Friedman were shadowing
‘him. It took our suspect four days to
reach Philadelphia. He stop off
at Altoona and Harrisburg. it my
men never lost sight of yg again.

Friedman reported the evening
they reached Philadelphia. “The
prea te of the man who attacked
that Pittsburgh couple fits Bach,” he
asserted. .

It was then that I decided to put my
plan into action. Spring had arrived
and was verging into summer. The
evenings were warm enough to send

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| couples walking through the park. It

the vampire killer planned to strike
arrived. ,

Ten picked . detectives, and ten
picked girls, secretaries in our office,
were’ to; walk through the isolated
sections of the park each night. The
detectives were to be armed, heavily
armed. And others were to be near
enough to shadow them without rais-

away. | 3

The. girls volunteered for the job.
We explained what itemeant, but each
one to step forward did so with the
determination to help rid society of
the threat to innocent women like

Rose. McCloskey.
ke days stretched out

Once again

endlessly with no. clue to the identity
of the killer or attempt on his part to
venture forth. But the nightly patrols
continued. . ‘

Then we got a lead that helped or
would ae eventually. A man named
Thomas rry was’ brought into my
office by Park Guards Petrie and
Grace, who were assigned to that
unit’s detective: force. ,

“This man witnessed the Park kill-
ing,” Petrie announced..

“What?” I wasn’t sure that I had
heard correctly.

“That's right,” Barry offered.

‘ Haltingly, and in the manner of a
small boy who has been caught loot-
ing the cookie jar, Barry. told me his
gy? He had taken a “young lady”
to the park on the night of January
5th, and this was the reason for his
long ‘silence. They sat not far from
the spot Boyle and Rose picked when
they entered the secluded section a
few minutes later. Ba and _ his
8 troy | lady” had moved on to a
more distant spot when they heard a
scream. Ducking behind a tree, they
peered..out to see what had taken
place.

face darkened. “He looked like a giant
coming up out of the pit. and the next
day, on reading about the killing, we
didn’t come forward, because I didn’t
want to involve the ‘young lady’.”

/Barry assured me that he would.
recognize the man’s face if he ever
saw it again.

the evening of June 13th.

“Bach is heading for the. gravel
pit,” was his rousing information. “I’m
at 40th and Girard now, and Friedman
is tailing him.”

“Don’t let him out of your sight,”
I ordered. “TI’ll.call Heanly and we'll
be right ut.” zy

The wires were humming in -a
second. I reached Heanly, .and we
ordered all available detectives to
concentrate on-the park area. Our
cars were unobtrusively parked some
.distance from the entrance to the
ee pit, and we spread out in a
cir’

e. ;
I crept to the edge of the knoll,
._ Jeffers and Heanly at my side. The
it spread out whitely in the moon-
ight. We could see a couple sitting
on the :-very same bench se Mc-
Closkey and Dennis Boyle used that
tragic night six months back.
“Who’s there?” I whispered.
“Detective Stiefel and Doroth
Jamison.” It was Foley who dnaventen.
He had crept up behind us. “Friedman
is behind that tree to the left of the

I felt relieved.*I knew Stiefel. He
-was a powerful’ man, -fully capable.
of.taking care of himself.

“Look!” Captain Heanly hissed.

A figure crept into view.: It loomed
large in the moonlight. A shiver ran
up and.down my spine; and I could
hear the muffled gasps of the men by
my side. The figure dropped to its
hands and knees,-looking like some
grotesque tree man as he crept
slowly, cautiously: down the incline
.to the bench. =

,“Let’s ‘get closer,” Heanly ‘ whis-
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our Nhe de rer the slope, entirely
unmind of the terrain. We were
intent on the sneaking, murderous

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“The man’s arm raised high in the

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Miss Jamison topple, from the bench.

Stiefel rose, the man fell and then
men converged on the bench - from
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The detective had pushed Miss.

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cracked his quarry’ over the head_

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He had fallen, ocked out. There
was a gash over his right ear, and
his right hand, a huge paw, still
clasped a rock he.had intended send+
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During the wait,: we sat silently.
Bach was in the middle of the room
following Miss Jamison with his tiny
eyes every time she moved. :‘ His
tongue flickered over his thin lips
constantly, h ,
. Barry took one look around the
room when he was shown in and
“stopped stock still, pointing to Bach.
“That’s him, Colonel,” he shouted.
The huge man sat there in the chair,
never looking at anyone but Miss
Jamison. Then, all of’a sudden, he
sprang at her, a blood-curdling noise
rumbling in his throat. She screamed
and turned to. run. Detectives grabbed
Bach and flung him back into the
chair. He kept trying to get loose,
trying to get at the throat of the
brave. secretary.
ou did to Rose

“Tell me what
McCloskey,” I urge Pe ag you suck
oat?”

blood from her
“Yes,” panted Bach, “yes, I did.

. So tar, so good. . But I had to get.

I drank her blood and she wasn’t the
only one.” ‘

'' His whole frame heaved under the
terrific strain of the desire that gripped
him. His eyes never left Miss Jami-
son’s throat. But he seine, bis little
eyes turning savagely on the secre-
“tary. He said he waited on the knoll
above the bench. for'a couple to enter
the secluded section. en Dennis
and Rose settled down, he crept up
behind them and slugged Dennis first. _
Then, he ran for the girl, biting her
throat open and hitting her over the
head with another r He said he
slit her throat wider with the knife
we took from him.

Richard Joseph Bach was prose-
,cuted one month later: The charge
I read to Judge S. McDevitt
ond the jury ‘Was mi yng the first

egree. e suppressed the vampire
story. We didn’t need it.

Bach, the human vampire of Phila-
delphia’s Fairmount Park, was con-
victed and went to’ his death in the
electric chair.

/

which the

BURNED INA TRUNK

ag: Sa
is

Police inv stigators are shown above as they examine the charred remains of a
urnéd body of an unidentified murder victim was found in
The pieces of the trunk and a set of tire tracks leading to- this

tof,

trunk in
a vacant lot in Brooklyn.
spot were the only clues.

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224 COMMONWEALTH v. ABEL, Appellant.

Opinion of the Court. [245 Pa.
amination of the record has satisfied us that the defend-
ant received a fair and impartial trial, and we have no
reason to doubt the justice of his conviction. Neither in
the charge to the jury nor in the admission of evidence,
do we find anything of which the defendant can justly
complain.

The assignments of error are overruled, and the judg-
ment is affirmed, and it is ordered that the record be re+

mitted to the court below, for the purpose of execution.

Davis, nent v. Fleshman & Company.

s

Contracts—Wagering contracts—Action to recover Hakés—Bov
dence—Burden of proof—Nonsuit.

1. A recovery may be had from a stakeholder even though the
contingency upon which the bet turned has happened if the stake
has not actually been paid over to the winner, but the law de-
clares all mere wagering contracts illegitimate transactions and
void, and will not enforce them at the instance of either party.
It will not aid the winner to recover from the loser the amount ef
the stake, and will not give assistance to the loser to recover -back
the amount of the bet after the transaction has been closed.

2. In an action to recover the amount of a stake deposited by
the plaintiff with the other party to a wagering contract, the bur-
den is upon the plaintiff to show that at the time when the demand
for the return of the stake was made the transaction was open, un-
determined and unexecuted, and that the contingent event which
was to determine the bet had not taken place.

3. In an action to recover $1,860, deposited by plaintiff with
defendant, as security for the payment of wagers, the court did
not err in entering a nonsuit where it appeared that defendant
firm operated a “bucket shop” and accepted bets from plaintiff
upon the fluctuations of the prices of stock on the New York
Stock Exchange, and that plaintiff made deposits with defendant
as security for the payment of losses which plaintiff might i incur;
that plaintiff deposited various sums aggregating $1,860, and that
in six transactions, in which the total payments were $220, the
plaintiff was the winner; that plaintiff then ordered the transac-
tions closed and demanded his profits and defendant failed the
following day; and the evidence did not show with certainty that

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DAVIS, Appellant, v. FLESHMAN & CO. 225

1914.] Syllabus—Opinion of the Court.

the other transactions were open, undetermined and unexecuted
on the day when the plaintiff ordered the whole series of transac-
tions closed, or that there was any sum remaining at the time in
the hands of the defendant dependent upon the fluctuations of the
market.

Argued March 24, 1914. Appeal, No. 357, Jan. T.,
1918, by plaintiff, from order of C. P. No. 2, Philadelphia -
Co., March T., 1905, No. 424, refusing to take off nonsuit
in case of Joseph A. Davis v. James B. Fleshman and
Maurice H. Power, trading as J. B. Fleshman and Com-
pany. Before BRowN, MESTREZAT, PoTTER, ELKIN and
MOSCHZISKER, JJ. Affirmed.

Assumpsit to recover a stake deposited with defend-
ants in a gambling transaction. Before WILTBANK, J.

The facts appear in the opinion of the Supreme Court
and in Davis v. Fleshman, 232 Pa. 409.

The trial judge entered a nonsuit, which the court in
bane subsequently refused to take off. Plaintiff ap-
pealed.

Error assigned was in refusing to take off the nonsuit.

Trevor T. Matthews, for appellant, cited: Sutterly v.
Fleshman, 41 Pa. Superior Ct. 131; Davis vy. Fleshman,
232 Pa. 409; Bauer v. Fabel, 221 Pa. 156; McAllister v.
Hoffman, 16 S. & R. 146; Conklin vy. Conway, 18 Pa. 329;
Dauler vy. Hartley, 178 Pa. 28.

B. F. Pepper, with him G. W. Perper, for appellee,
cited: Albertson y. Laughlin, 173 Pa. 525

OPINION BY Mr. JUSTICE MESTREZAT, May 4, 1914:

In 1904 the defendants were engaged in the business
of gambling upon wagers or bets that the market value
of certain stocks would rise or fall as evidenced by quo-
tations from the New York Stock Exchange. The busi-
hess did not contemplate the purchase or sale of shares

VOL. CCXLY—15

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Ms. Patricia Weiherer
Reference Librarian
Reading Public Library
Reading, Pennsylvania

Dear Ms. Weiherer:

© Thank you for the material you previously sent on the 1877
incident where I thought Reading police officers had been
killed.

I would appreciate it if you could locate any linformation
on the death of Reading Police Officer Stoudt, date of death
is unknown. However, on April 6, 1925, Grant Adams ayy,

electrocuted for the murder. i pod, hind. do dat + ~
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American Society oO  Aaoealimel

History; Western History Association; Former Texas Rangers Association
Westerners International

Illinois, Michigan & ad | Assoc. Chiefs of Police; Police Management Assoc; hy Sila pave en

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- 1 States, whi

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| Porter said: 4 as
“tho War ia fu erste, eomimerctal
antagonism. oye not moncy alone
ybut it is men, meet, and industr
Pieetce ree, The Jest! war proved |
Consequently, wars
eben and tHe United

[possible
iu S.:Is Japan's Best C

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i grown in J Was sent to tho

‘United Stat¢s ; Tage
‘Ti eight : sper af

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year. i
tof all Japan's ex- |

; Dorts comes ita this country. Last |
[i year; $400,00 000 worth of ‘goods:
i Were pels toithe United States. Jn

j return, 9¢ peri cent of the cotton |
_used by Japan came. from the |
! United ‘States; last year. Other!
: commodities [were exchanged in like |
ways, And{75 per cent of Jup-.
anese government officials are allk |
owners.” Naturally, they would not.
risk their fortunes in waging: «.
“war againstia'country with which.
ihe” do» the bulk of their trading.
-Aa for thd immigration question
—wwe have international law. Dut!
it is doudtfyl i¢ it can be justified
fn calling it a law. lt has no court, :
‘and right has no cohdlderation—
right ie right. Kntrance into the

. United States ja not a right, but a
 -privilege.. every country haba
complete righ

t to way who. shall

stay out. (There has been con-
riderablo discusaion-about the ¢x-:
clusion act, but America cannot Bas
similate, the; ycllow race. -It can-
assimilate popber races, but not the.
yellow. cb Ses € ebpee

Congressman 'Dorter then eerisined

that talk and: press comment tn Japan
is: redentful over the passage of the
exclusion act, but. sald it “was not
of much impértance,”’ as most of. the
Leople in Japan believe the United

States has tHe HES to pass aun an

In” “painting — a. Poicture’ of. ‘foreign
conditions, the: speaker said he >was
“doubtful if: ithe world ‘appreciated"
the decision be’ 'the dizarmament con-
ference in Washington. As chairman
of the Foreign Relations Committee,
Congressman! Porter represented the
House of ariebresentatlsce at ‘that
meeting. of eg ey

’ Navy Fiest Or SD elensee

“The navy, Is the frat line of de-
fense,” »Congre n Porter ‘said.
“No nation would losing control
cf the sea uplens in time of impera-
tive need. ‘This was shown by the
action of thd British fleet during ‘the
World. War,{|when the German jficet
attempted Jeave the North | S<a.
4 Their, or were not: to Tsk the

The |loen of one php fs eb

“ According to, the terms,of the con-
ference, America was given five pi.
tal ships, Great Britain a: like nuh
) | ber ‘and Japan, three.; In case jof &
war between Fingland and the United
1 do toe believe! will
‘Lever happen] England ‘would not risk
i pital ships to A erica

ri dare ta send its phips
ve ite const unprotorted
a! sub

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nila elphia, ‘Slayer :
troe ted “Blamipg

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_ BELLEFONTE, PA., ‘April
“men were electrocuted at oe
view Penitentiary. here this r

‘ini. One of the men, ‘Grant’ Adams,
aged 22). from Berks count), { ell
to. have -been the “youngest Lacs
ever electrocuted here. Nase Ls
Adams was “convicted of | slay}

ing, after the © “otncer | caught n m
robbing a store, A special effort
made to save him, there beltig 28,0
names on) a petition to- the Board
Pardons. | An’ appeal was ‘also m:
to. ene Governor last week. | Ls

© Makes No Confession. :

o'clock and nine ‘minutes ae he
pronounced ( dead,” The poe
claimed and will probably Pe taken
to. Reading “for interment. The Rev
Schuldt | was sptritual eelaor
Arams, who neither denied’ or {
mitted ine crime. Protesting bis |
nocence, and declaring that his
panion, ‘Violet Dickerson fired the chot
which killed Louls Hirsch, ‘a, je

of Philadelphia, about a Scan 4
Charles, Oefinger, aged (35, of Ph
delphia,; was taken to|the chair a eu
o’clock-and eight minutes later
pronousiced | dead, r
‘accused, of. shooting! Hitsch when |he
was caught,in the act of rébbdiag a
safe fn the jewelry store about a yar
ago. To his spiritual advisor, the I
Father |A. N. Angelus, Oofinger |
that ‘Violet ickerson _ fred

‘and as/ ihe

morning ho] repented tho
‘Mise Dickerson was tried and
quitted.| The| body of Oefincer; was
cinimed| and] will Phe burfe :
prison oe :

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: brpther,

aa stepped into # &} restaurant

‘Adams walked to the obair, at 1 10;

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larrested were ur ned,
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Cu : ‘aged /22,
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ged. 40, and shh
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né vant into doorways ‘and
ttéred in alli directions. ff :
: oth | sides
th ir} opponen at
ti ities and .

a widow and tainily
five ‘or six’ children. _ Young Pat-
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rking code,| the number of” jola.!
tibns will be radically . decreased and:
a| vaet improvement. in the tt

ditions noted. ss ig Um aehe e ef
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of the Traffic |Bureau are pidting,
the work of ipainting the pas oft)
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‘LONG CRIMINAL RECORD

saw another figure. TM man in
the store tried to escapé through the
; door. just as the policeman ‘stopped
and ran right into the latter's armas.
ere was a brief scufie. , The po-
Hoeman: a man: of great’ strength,
prubased his prisoner with ease. then
marched’ him a’ half blook tothe

Eleventh and
Pike streets. es ‘

REPORTS HE IS SHOT.

, Keeping’ a tirm hold an his ‘pris-
oner with his. right arm. Officer
Stoudt called police station. made
a brief report. and summoned the
pcrlice patrol. Five minutes later, be-
fure the patr.il arrived.> he* again
called City Hall, this time eAying his
prisoner had shot him in the stom:
,ach, but that he had used his night-
stick with good effect and the pris:

‘ deait him by the gallant policeman. oner had not escaped. 4

Before the patro) arrived. Tramc

! Officer John P. Fox! residing at 1412

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> Snappy clothes, women—they were his weakness.

And if he had to murder to get them—that was

~ okay with this small-town punk with big-town ideas. -

The bullet-scarred car seat cushions and their blood-
stained covers, and the murder gun on the desk in front
of the court clerk, tell a grim story of what happened
to the car salesman who was taken for a one-way ride.

A murderer with a penchant for scattering $100 bills

police reasoned—and quite rightly.

cocky killer, was

wherever he went shouldn't be too hard to trace,

But proving

their case, once they'd put their finger on the

something else again!

AMAZING DETECTIVE CASES MAGAZINE, January, 199.

N EASTERN PENNSYLVANIA, the winding Sus-
quehanna River threads its way lazily down
through the Appalachian Mountains past coal

mines, steel mills, and scores of small farming
towns. At Mifflinville, 25 miles below Wilkes-
Barre, a steel-webbed bridge stretches across the
300-foot span above the swirling, clay-stained
water. At a few minutes before midnight on De-
cember 9, 1947, the unlighted bridge was de-
serted and the mountains rising at either end
loomed like dark, hulking backdrops against the
cold winter sky.

A pair of headlights cut an amber swath
through the darkness as a lone car swung off
Route 11 onto the bridge. At the center of the
bridge, the car rolled to a stop. The motor was
switched off and the lights put out. For a long
moment, nothing else happened. Then the door
opened, and a man slipped stealthily out from
behind the wheel. He peered about cautiously
then went around and opened the door on the
opposite side of the car. From this side, he slid

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too-obvious scheme, the owner of this new Dodge
turned it into a murder chamber. But astute, careful
police work earned the slayer a death sentence.

MURDER CAR: When his victim didn't fall for his all-

a long, bulky, blanket-wrapped bundle onto the
roadway. Half dragging, half carrying his heavy
burden, the man made his way to the guard rail at the
edge of the bridge.

He paused and again glanced about furtively, listen-
ing. All was silence save for the water gurgling softly
50 feet below. With a great effort, the man lifted the
bundle over the rail and watched, fascinated, as it
dropped through space. There was a splash. And again,
silence. He hurried back to the car, started the motor,
and in a few moments disappeared in the darkness.

ges afternoon of Friday, December 12, was raw and
overcast with gray clouds holding a threat of snow.
At the Shickshinny barracks of the Pennsylvania State
Police, a man parked his car and hurried into the
building. There were deep lines of worry etched on
his face. He halted before a desk inside the main
entrance and related his story to Sergeant David
Green, the officer in charge of the substation.

The sergeant listened, carefully making notes; then
said, “As I understand it, you want to report a man

From this bridge, o killer flung a blonket-wrapped corpse
into the Susquehanna River, then went on his merry way.

-cial worries.

By LANNY ROSE

named Russel Balliet as missing. Give me the details.”

“Well,” the informant replied, ‘no one has seen him
in the past three days.”

“When did you last see him?”

“Monday night, at my place. But I’ve been to his
house several times since then, and there’s no sign
of him.”

‘What does he do for a living?’”’ Green asked.

“He’s a salesman for a used car dealer in Berwick.
The watchman there told me he hasn’t been around
since Tuesday and hasn’t even phoned. That’s odd
because his employer is in Texas buying cars. Russ
always took charge of the lot when his boss was away.”

The sergeant jotted down further details on Russel
Balliet. He was 36 years old; a widower who lived
alone in Pond Hill, a small community halfway be-
tween Shickshinny and Berwick. He was a man of
sober habits, his friend reported, and he had no finan+
As for women, he went out only on
occasional] dates.

Sergeant Green finished his notetaking. Experience
had proven that in the vast majority of missing persons
cases, the absentee usually turned: up later with a
perfectly logical reason for his departure. But every
case had to be checked into until assured that no
criminal angle was involved.

As soon as the, interview was concluded, Green
summoned Trooper Carl Guers and gave him the task

of searching for the missing man. “Try the hospitals,” |

suggested Green, ‘‘and the morgue. It’s possible that
he met with an accident. In the meantime, I'll send
out a missing persons bulletin.”

By the end of the day, in spite of these routine
measures, the puzzle of Russel Balliet’s disappearance
had turned into a full-fledged mystery. No trace of
him had been found, either at hospitals or the morgue.
Nor had the teletype bulletin brought any results.
The following morning, efforts to find him were re-
doubled. The sergeant assigned Trooper Victor Van-
dling to help Guers in the search.

“A business trip or even a romance might have
taken Balliet out of town,” Green hazarded. ‘See if
you can get a line on him at that used car lot; then
give his house the once over.”

The two troopers drove at once to Berwick. They
found the watchman on duty at the used car lot, but
he was as puzzled as everyone else over Balliet’s

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His bravado and his desire to look like a fash-
ion-plate gone, the killer presents a woe-begone,
beaten appearance, flanked by State Trooper
Victor Vandling (left) and Officer Hurley Stout.

disappearance. He told the officers that the
owner of the place was still away on a
car buying trip. It was during such trips,
he said, that Balliet was in full charge of
the business.

With the watchman’s help, the two
policemen began a thorough search of the
tiny office in the hope of discovering some
reason for Balliet’s absence. Going through
the books and papers on the desk, Trooper
Guers compiled a list of people with whom
the missing salesman had recently done
business.

the officers’ keen eyes find any indication of violence
in the house. Each room, in fact, was in perfect order,
and the bed showed no signs of having been slept in
recently.

On a table in the living room, Guers noticed a pair
of gold-rimmed glasses. The officers then learned that,
due to an odd form of myopia, Russel required two
pairs of glasses, one for night-time and the gold-
rimmed pair for daylight.

The officers reasoned that if he had intended to be
gone for any length of time, he would have taken this
pair with him.

The $1500 withdrawal by Russel Balliet was ex-
plained by friends as a prospective business transac-
tion. They asserted that Russel was himself in such
sound financial condition that the money could not
possibly have been a temptation to him.

.- From correspondence found
* in the house, the officers jotted
down the names of several ac-
quaintances of the missing man,
and from an address book they
obtained the names of three girl
friends. Since Guers and Van-
dling were unwilling to over-
look any angles in the case, they
did not eliminate even the re-
mote idea that a romantic
motive might lay behind Bal-
liet’s disappearance.

Completing their search of
the house, the troopers then set
about methodically checking the
missing salesman’s acquaintan-
ces and girl friends. But the
answers were all monotonously
the same. No one had seen the

Failing to find any clue to his present To the sharp-eyed Private Carl Guers Stocky, bespectacled salesman

whereabouts, the troopers went out into
the business section of town. They ques-
tioned storekeepers, restaurant proprietors,

of the Pennsylvania State Police
goes the credit for discovering the
clue that cracked the murder case.

since December 9.
It was late afternoon when
the officers reported back to

and everyone they could find who had had

dealings with Balliet. But the answers all added up
to the same thing: no one had seen him since Tuesday,
December 9. iS

At the Berwick National Bank, however, the officers
picked up one interesting bit of information. On the
last day he was seen in town, Russel Balliet had
withdrawn $1500 in cash from his employer’s account.
Officials at the bank said that it was customary for
the salesman to deposit or withdraw funds during the
car dealer’s absence.

Guers went to the telephone and promptly reported
the information to Sergeant Green.

“It seems peculiar that he took cash,’ Green com-
mented. “If he was working on an ordinary business
deal, why wouldn’t he use a check?”

“Nobody seems to know what he was going to do
with the money,” Guers said. “According to the bank-
teller, it was all in large denominations. If we can
find out what happened to the money, we'll find out
what happened to Balliet.”

“Keep digging,” the sergeant ordered, ‘and keep me
posted.”

Ce SeeaTING the call, Guers joined Trooper Van-

dling in the trip to the missing salesman’s home.
On gaining entrance, the officers began a careful room
by room search of the place. They looked in bureau
and desk drawers, cabinets, and even trash baskets
but found no clue to Balliet’s disappearance. Nor did

their station. In the meantime,
Sergeant Green had spread the search over a wider
area. On the chance that Balliet had been a victim of
amnesia, that odd mental blackout which strikes
without warning, Green had contacted hospitals and
police departments as far distant as Wilkes-Barre and
Philadelphia. All these efforts to no avail. The mystery
of what had happened to the salesman and the $1500
remained a baffling challenge to the policemen.

“If he’d gone off on a trip somewhere,” the sergeant
said, ‘he would have told someone about it and he
certainly would have taken his other glasses. And if
something had happened to him, there should have
been news of it by this time.”

“With all that dough on him,” Guers pointed out,
“he would have been tempting bait for some gun-
happy stickup artist. People have been knocked off
for a lot less.”

“In that case, we should have found a body,” Van-
dling put_in.

“The body might have been buried,” Guers said,
“or even dumped in a lake or pond. And if Balliet
was bumped off, the killer has certainly had plenty
of time to cover up his tracks.”

The significance of the trooper’s words was fully
appreciated by the others. When a man with $1500 in
his pocket disappears, there can be only one of two
explanations: either he has been held up and robbed,
perhaps murdered, or he has run off with the money.
Since the latter conclusion (Continued on page 58)

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Whe Was urdereé.. naa

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thel revolver shot: that. laid. Officer
Sioudt: low, and a minute later. a
second shot, leaped into his clothes
and ran to the corner. -Btoudt,
although~ fatally wounded, already
had clubbed= his prisoner ‘into *
state of insenaibllity.

Officer Fox sized up the situation:
He made certain that the prisoner
could not: escape, then administered
first aid to the stricken’ officer:

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Stoudt died a “cou- araheaas Myers a es oie ebseNorths
Ninth ntreet: appeared w auto-
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ter L» Goheen: 1661. North Ninth
aA SkKUIKINE | arrent; Frederick Heckman, 1449
outside i Mulberry street, and. Frank Nickey.

atters the latter had received his
mortal wound.

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Frederick: Miller, aged 16, arrested
two and a half hours after the shoot-
ing, at his home at 23d and Highland:
ftreets, Mt. Penn. 1 eing held in al
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seemed unlikely, and since Balliet
had not turned up alive anywhere, it
clearly indicated that some dire fate
had befallen him.

The hunt continued unabated with
patrols being organized to search side
roads and wooded areas. At the
same time the officers proceeded with
their investigation. Nevertheless, days
passed without any helpful results.

On December 15, the investigation
took on sudden impetus from a new
and unexpected angle. Sergeant
Green received a teletype bulletin
from the New Jersey police request-
ing aid in apprehending a youthful
gang of stickups that had been work-

MURDER ON A
MERRY-GO-ROUND

- (Continued from page 22)

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Green promptly put a call through
to the Jersey officials asking for fur-
ther details.

“The gang consists of two fellows
and a girl,” a detective told him over
the wire. “They’re working a slick
racket in which a brand new car and
the girl are used as bait. On the pre-
text of buying the car a used-car
dealer is lured out for a ride. The
gang always demands that it be a
cash sale so the dealer generally car-
ries well over $1000. ou can figure
out for yourself what happens after
that.”

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“Right. They pick a secluded spot,
then pull a gun on the guy. In one
case they slugged the dealer.”

The New Jersey officer further in-
formed Green that the two youths
and the girl, all in their early twen-
ties, were believed to have crossed
over into Pennsylvania.

Concluding the call, Green immedi-
ately summoned Guers and Vandling
and told them of this latest develop-
ment.

“If they’re in Pennsylvania,” the
Sergeant said, “they’re either hiding
out or working their racket. At any
rate, they have to live somewhere.
We'll start by checking auto courts
and motels. At the same time, we’ll
have to warn used car dealers to be
on the lookout for the gang.”

| A VERY short time teletype ma-
chines throughout the State chat-
tered with descriptions of the youths
and their stickup racket. <A state-
wide dragnet was thrown out while
officers began the tedious task of
checking tourist cabins and auto
courts.

The trail of the gang was picked
up late that afternoon. Questioning
the proprietor of a motel on the out-
skirts of Allentown, 50 miles south of
Berwick, state troopers learned that a
trio answering the fugitives’ descrip-
tions had stayed there over night.

Although the trio had already de-
parted, the city of Allentown became
a focal point for the manhunt. Local
police joined in the search while every
used car lot was kept under surveil-
lance on the chance that the gang
intended to strike somewhere in that
vicinity.

While these efforts brought no im-
mediate results, an entirely different
phase of the Balliet investigation
turned up a new and promising lead
and centered back in the Berwick
area. Because the $1500 Balliet had
withdrawn from the bank consisted of
$100 and $50 bills, Sergeant Green
had asked merchants and _ business
men in the town to report anyone try-
ing to exchange currency in large de-
nominations. In a town the size of
Berwick, such large bills would nec-
essarily be conspicuous.

The sergeant learned that the owner
of a tavern had cashed a $100 bill
that afternoon while purchasing sup-
plies. Guers and Vandling were im-
mediately sent out to check on the
report.

The tavern, located outside of town,
was a combination bar and cabaret
with tables; booths, and a small dance
floor. The officers found the owner of
the place behind the bar. He readily
told them that he had gotten the $100
bill from a customer five days earlier.
He didn’t know the man but was able
to give a description of him.

“I remember he was a snappy dress-
er,” the proprietor said. “He had a
slim build, was about medium height,
and had a thin face. He was with
a girl, a young blonde.”

Trooper Guers jotted the details

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down in his notebook. “Anything else
you can tell us?” he asked.

“Oh, yes. The night before he
cashed the $100 bill he was in here
with another man and two girls. The
other fellow was wearing glasses.”

- The two officers immediately perked
up. Guers carefully described Russel
Balliet.

“That sounds like the guy who was
with him the first time, all right,” the
owner said. “And there’s one thing
more. Each time this slim fellow was
here, I noticed he was driving a brand
new car.” :

Since the tavern proprietor could
supply no further details, the two offi-
cers thanked him and hurried back to
their station where they told Green
what they had learned.

“Sounds like that money will leave
a hot trail,” the sergeant commented
enthusiastically. “Our best bet is to
keep concentrating on that particular
angle.” : :

Early the next morning, Green sent
every available officer out to nearby
towns in an effort to pick up any fur-
ther information on persons cashing
money in large denominations. Again
this angle struck pay dirt. In Blooms-
burg, the seat of Columbia County,
Guers and Vandling learned that a
slim, thin-faced man had been on a
spending spree leaving behind a trail
of $50 and $100 bills.

“And what a spender he was,” the
proprietor of a haberdashery told the
officers. “He had a roll of bills that
looked like a head of lettuce and noth-
ing in the place was too good for him.”

The storekeeper recalled that the
customer had bought a $90 overcoat,
$15 hat, and a half-dozen ties at $5
each. ‘

Confident now‘ that their efforts
were at last bringing encouraging re-
sults, the troopers thanked the store
a and reported back to Sergeant

reen.

| & THE MEANTIME Russel Balliet’s
employer, had returned from
Texas. The sergeant held a hurried
conference with the car dealer who
was anxious to do everything possible
to aid the investigation. Most of the
missing salesman’s business dealings
had already been looked into but the
car dealer was able to recall one other
transaction that Balliet had been
working on.

“It probably has no connection with
his disappearance,” the car dealer
said. “Anyway, the sale must have
fallen through or else Russ would
have made a record of it.”

The business man recalled that the

deal had involved a brand new Dodge
sedan, but he could think of no plau-
sible reason why anyone would want
to sell a new car. He, too, was forced
to subscribe to the police theory that
some dire fate had befallen Balliet,
since the salesman’s reputation for
honest dealing precluded any thoughts
that he might have run off with the
$1500. :
After the interview was concluded,
the sergeant went into a huddle with
Guers and Vandling to plan the next
Y ove. :

“It shouldn’t be too hard to look
into that car deal,” Guers pointed
out. “There can’t be very many new
Dodges around.”

“It’s worth looking into,” the ser-
geant agreed. ‘Besides, we can’t af-
ford to overlook any angles. We'll
start by checking on new ear deliver-
ies.’

Within two hours, the troopers had

obtained a list of persons to whom new
Dodge sedans had been delivered in
the past year. The list was arranged
so that those in the immediate vicinity
could be given first consideration. Of
these one man in particular drew the
officers’ attention because he lived
just outside of Berwick. His name
was Alex Agoston and he had been
employed at the American Car and
Foundry Company at the time he
purchased the car. However, a call
tq the personnel department of the
factory revealed that Agoston had not
worked there for several months.

Guers and Vandling decided to look
further into the man’s background.
They left the Shickshinny station and
drove at once to Berwick where they
conferred with Officer Hurley Stout
of the local police force.

“I know Agoston,” Stout said, “from
seeing him around town. He’s about
medium height, got dark hair, and a
thin face. He acts like a big-shot to
impress the girls; put on a big front
with snappy clothes and a new car.
But there’s something wrong with the
picture because he hasn’t worked
regularly in the past six months.”

“Then it’s possible that it was he
who approached Balliet with an offer
to sell the car,.”” Guers hazarded.

“Maybe,” Stout countered. “But
from what I hear the finance company
still owns most of the car. The fact
is, he owes money to almost every-
body in town.”

At these disclosures the two troop-
ers became more interested than ever
in Agoston. In the first place,a man
in his financial condition would find
Balliet’s $1500 a very tempting bait.
Secondly, his description fitted that
of the man who had been cashing $100
bills. The officers felt that circum-
stantial evidence was pointing the fin-
ger of suspicion at the former factory
worker, but they also felt that they
would need far more concrete evi-
dence to bring any proceedings against
him. They were also interested in
learning whether Agoston was the
party who had been negotiating with
Balliet just before the latter disap-
peared.

Accompanied by Officer Stout, the
troopers drove out to a small frame
house located on the northern fringe
of the town. Beside the house a
gravel driveway led to a garage in the
rear.

“There’s no sign of his car,” Stout
commented. “Which probably means
he’s not home.”

The officers tried the front door bell,
but without success. They were just
coming down off the porch when a
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“On Front Street in Berwick, across
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unknown reason, he had disappeared.
Why?

And what, if anything, did a gray
Dodge have to do with it?

Balliet’s brother-in-law had visited
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worry in the man’s voice lingered in
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rushed into Headquarters about 1 a. m.
and had poured out his story to Stout,
as if the whole thing had been pent up
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Russell Balliet had left his Pond Hill
home on Tuesday night and had not
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“We should have called you people in
before,” the brother-in-law said, ‘‘but
we didn’t want all the excitement and
publicity and we were sure Russ would
show up by himself and explain the
whole thing. We thought maybe—well,

12

S setae Patrolman Hurley C.

In an ice-jam like this the
body was lost for weeks

Russell Balliet: He had

just one friend too many

»  AGOSTON,

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maybe he’d gone off somewhere to be
by himself, although that’s not like
him at all. But it’s been too long now.
Something’s happened to him. I know
it. I just had a terrible dream about
him and I couldn't even wait until the
morning to come over here.”

The brother-in-law said that they had
checked with all of Balliet’s friends and
relatives and none of them had heard
a word from the missing man.

“There’s one funny thing, though,”
the brother-in-law went on. “One of
Russ’s kids told me that before Russ
left the house Tuesday night, he said
something about a gray Dodge. ‘That's
all the kid remembers, just that Russ
said something about this gray Dodge.
Cars—that’s Russ’s business, you know.
So maybe it was some deal he was talk-
ing about. I don’t know. I don't know
anything except that I’m scared.”

Alone, Patrolman Stout mulled over
what the brother-in-law had told him.
The disappearance didn't make sense

OFFICIAL DETECTIVE,

at all. From what he knew about Bal-
liet, the man had been both a mother
and a father to his four children, ever
since his wife’s death a few years before.
Those kids had been his only interest
in life and he was always showing pic-
tures of them and talking about them.
Certainly he wouldn't leave them like
this. And then there was his job, too.
Balliet wouldn’t walk out on that,
either. He worked for James McElrath,
a used-car dealer in Berwick, and he
was a crackerjack salesman. And re-
liable. Too reliable just to pick up and
leave without a word.

ND then there was that gray Dodge,
Patrolman Stout thought. But a
moment later he dismissed the thought.
A car salesman naturally would talk
about cars. Probably it had no connec-
tion with the disappearance. Or did it?
Why had the brother-in-law mentioned
it?
All Patrolman Stout could do that

September,

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persons’ report and contact the State

Bs.

Police at the near-by Wyoming Bar- 3

racks. But the report was the first —@

thing he showed Chief of Police Harry

Peterson when his superior officer came 3

into Headquarters that morning.

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Stout told Peterson, “and you know this
isn't like him at all. There'd have to
be a pretty good reason to make him
stay away from his kids all this time.”

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we'd surely have heard about it.”
“I'm thinking,” Peterson said quietl¥. 4
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seat covers, the spent bullet found in
the car and the bullet holes in the

i seat cushion. In addition, the tavern

owner who had turned up the first
$100 bill was brought in. He imme-
diately identified Agoston as having

been in the tavern on the night of De- |
cember 9 with a heavy-set, bespec- |

tacled man.

Faced with the chain of evidence in
which he had become hopelessly en-
meshed, the suspect finally broke and
made a full confession. While a ste-
nographer took his story down in
shorthand, Agoston told of shooting
Balliet and throwing the body in the
Susquehanna River. Robbery had mo-
tivated the crime. The confessed killer
told of trying to raise money on the
car. He knew that Balliet wouldn’t
buy the car because of heavy liens
against it held by the finance com-
pany.
salesman to a tavern hoping to get him
drunk with liquor and female com-
panionship.

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burned them. The morning after sign-

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f | the crime and gave up $800 of his loot.

The rest he had spent
An all-out search was immediately

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the case. They had a murder case
with the confessed killer in custody,
but no corpse. Searching through law
books, Sharpless came up with the
information that the State of Pennsy]-

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While officials discussed the feasi-
bility of trying Agoston, the search for
Balliet’s body continued. The winter
freeze-over on the river greatly
hampered the search and weeks went
by without results. With the arrival

| of the early spring thaws, however,

the river at last gave up the body of

| Russel Balliet.

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months after the murder, a fisherman
discovered the corpse floating just
above the Holtwood Dam, which was
145 miles down the river from where
it had been dumped in the water. The
body was quickly identified.

Early in May, Agoston was brought
ta trial. After hearing the case for
eight days the jury brought in a ver-

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without recommendation for mercy.
On May 12, Judge Kreisher pro-

nounced the death penalty upon. the-!

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late,” he replied to the investigator.

“May have been an old grudge?”

Cliff Clary lit his pipe, stared at
the smoke curls thoughtfully. “About
a month ago, I fired Hank Dorel for
making unbecoming remarks about my
wife,” said Clary.

“He said she wasn’t my wife. She
was no more than a slave in my home.
I gave Dorel his pay. I never liked
him anyway,” explained Clary.

Moreland looked puzzled. “There
was nothing more serious than this
between you.”

“Oh, he cursed me, and we had
some heated words. He was a mean
one.” .

“Where’s Dorel now?”

“Last I heard, he was
Angelo.” |

The two walked on. Clary named
three more cowhands who had quit
him in moods of anger at his orders,
and the sheriff jotted them down in his
notebook.

“Hard to trace these transient cow-
hands,” lamented the sheriff. “They
move around so much.

“You think you were burned out by
someone who knew your habits?”
asked the sheriff.

Clary was positive of it. He re-
peated his story of the soaking of the
house with fuel just prior to his usual
awakening hour,

“Were -your doors and windows
open?” asked the sheriff.

Clary explained that the night was
bitterly cold and that all windows
were down except one in the bath-
room which was pulled up about five
inches from the bottom to let in fresh
air. The outer doors were closed but
left unlocked. He believed the prowler
entered and left by the rear door.

Sheriff Moreland returned. to his
office to plan his next move on the
basis of the meager facts at hand. He
dispatched two deputies to question
neighbors in the vicinity of the Clary
home and another to check hardware
stores on the slim hope of tracing own-
ership of the oil can.

He found Ranger Ralph Rohatsch
from San Angelo awaiting him. The
veteran investigator ~ offered his
services.

“Two heads are better than one,”
said Moreland. “I’m glad to have you
on the case, Ralph.”

For the next hour, Rohatsch was
briefed on what was then known.
When the sheriff had finished, Ro-
hatsch asked, “Any fingerprints on the
oil can?” 2

“Only smeared ones,” said More-
land. “The dust and soot blotted them
out.”

“That leaves us groping
dark,” commented Rohatsch.
to locate this man’ Dorel.”

HEN ROHATSCH went after a

man it didn’t usually take him
long to find him. Dorel was no ex-
ception. The lean, rangy cowpuncher
was located in a poolhall in San An-
gelo. He was playing billiards when
the ranger entered and motioned to

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a chair in the far corner of the room.

Dorel, the ranger noted, was not un-
duly disturbed. “You’re chasin’ a
dogie up the wrong arroyo, partner,”
he drawled. “I never liked Cliff Clary,
and we had some words when I threat-
ened to tell his wife of his goings-on
with other women. Mrs. Clary was a
fine woman. I hated to see him treatin’
her the way he was, and I told him so.
He fired me for it.” -

“You never said anything bad about
his wife?”

Dorel looked puzzled. “I reckon
not. I thought a lot of Mrs. Clary.”

“He told us he fired you over what
you’d said about Mrs. Clary.”

Dorel grunted in disgust. “That’s
just a cover-up. He’s been traveling
fast with a lot of women lately.”

“You think maybe some of the wom-
en’s husbands or boy friends burned
him out?” asked the officer.

“Could’ve been.”

“Know of any suspect in particu-
lar?” asked the ranger.

“Well, I don’t like to call names
about something that ain’t exactly my
business, but since you ask I’ll tell you.
Cliff had been sneaking out regularly
to date a young widow here in San
Angelo, name of Mrs. Peggy Garret.”

Ranger Rohatsch found Mrs. Garret,
a slender, attractive, dark-eyed
woman of about 30. Yes, she knew
Cliff Clary, and they were friends. He
had taken her on occasions to night
clubs and theaters.

“I was rather fond of Cliff,” she ac-
knowledged. Then coolly she snapped,
“But what’s that got to do with his
house burning and the death of his
wife?”

Rohatsch parried this query with a
question of his own. “You knew he
was a married man, didn’t you?”

~,

“You live alone, Mrs. Garret?”

“Yes, for some years now, ever since
I was widowed. Cliff has called to see
me, occasionally but has always left
early.”

“You had other suitors also, some
of whom had no liking for Cliff, didn’t
you?” challenged the ranger.

“I don’t think that concerns you,” -

she answered defiantly. “I know noth-
ing about this killing and see no reason
why I should be drawn into it.”

Rohatsch frowned. “We’re merely
trying to solve what we believe is a
murder. I came to ask your help.”

Rohatsch arose since it was obvious
that further questioning was futile. “I
will be back,” he promised.

The ranger decided to do more dig-
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Although Stout was officially off duty,
he spent several hours that morning
checking with Balliet’s relatives and
friends. He expected to learn little, and
therefore was not disappointed. Russell
Balliet’s trail started and-ended at his
own doorstep.

He had left his home and walked into
the night and the night had swallowed
him up without a trace. His children
could offer nothing in the way of a lead,
except to repeat that their father had
mentioned ‘something’ about a gray
Dodge. And although Stout tried, he
could not pry from their puzzled and

frightened minds what that ‘“some-

thing” was.

T BALLIET’S place of employment,
Stout learned from the secretary
that Balliet had not been to work since
Tuesday. The girl said that she could
not understand his absence, especially
since he was in charge of the place
with Mr. McElrath away. McElrath
had gone to Texas at the beginning of
the week with a shipment of cars and
was not expected back until the fol-
lowing day, Sunday.

“T can’t see Mr. Balliet doing a thing
like this,” the girl said. ‘‘He’s too con-
scientious and dependable to pull a trick
like that on Mr. McElrath. He’s Mr.
McElrath’s right-hand man and—well,
things are at a standstill without him.”

“You say Balliet was here all day
Tuesday?’’ Stout asked.

“That’s right.”

“Did he seem concerned about some-
thing? Did*he seem worried or fright-
ened?”

The girl shook her head. “If he was,
I couldn’t tell.”

“Do you remember him saying some-
thing about a gray Dodge?”

‘A gray Dodge?” The girl seemed to
be searching the ceiling for the an-
‘wer. Then, slowly, “No, I don’t think
he did. At least I don’t remember.”
eo was there a gray Dodge in the
— Certainly, then, he had none to
child Could he have been talking to his
Wann about a car that he had

aed to buy?

hourgolman Stout went home for a few

S sleep, but sleep didn’t come to

Above, State Trooper
Vandling, at left, the
killer, Officer Hurley
Stout. Below, State
Trooper Carl Gours

him easily. He had learned nothing
that day to indicate even slightly. that
Balliet’s disappearance was a self-
planned, deliberate thing. He had un-
covered no reason why Balliet would
have wanted to flee from home, chil-
: i dren and job: No known love affair, no
oe debts, no criminal past, no secret life
caf that threatened to be revealed. The
2 ' only possible answer left was that Bal-
i liet lay somewhere, hurt or—
ay But Stout didn’t even want to think
sue of the last possibility. Clear in his
“ mind was a picture of the four Balliet
Zs children, frightened and very much
7 alone.
j ‘A short time after Patrolman Stout
j returned to Headquarters that night,
the case suddenly took a turn in a di-
rection which the officer had not
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. “Pappas,” Stout said, “you read in
the papers that Balliet was missing,
didn’t you?” :
*The miner nodded slowly, frowning.
- “And you knew that he’d been miss-
ing since Tuesday, didn’t you?” ~
The'same slow, hesitant nodding.
»-“Then why didn’t you come forward
“and tell us that you saw him?”

- Pappas shrugged his shoulders. For

oe the first time he showed nervousness.

“I—I don’t know. Didn’t think of it,
~ Maybe.”
“Like Hell you didn’t think of it!”

~~ The miner stared at the flodr. “Been
{\ 2. busy. Didn’t think it was important.
-.> I don’t know.”

_- © ‘Trooper Gours said, “I think it would

my be better if you told us the truth.”

-, Pappas looked up quickly, determin-

edly. “You want to know the truth?

I'll tell you the truth! I didn’t want to

: get mixed up in this thing, that’s why!

“IT knew what you guys would think.

-. Just because I was the last person to
see him—”

“B UT you say,” Stout interrupted,

“that you weren’t the last one to
see him. There was that date you told
us about. Remember?”

“Sure, I remember. But how did I
know you'd believe me? All you’d have
was my word and—”

The miner stopped suddenly, as if
realizing that he was talking too much.
He folded his arms on his chest and
didn't finish what he'd started to say.
The look in his eyes was one of cold
defiance. :

The officers questioned him for an-
other hour, but they got nowhere with
him. He stuck to his original story and
none of their questions could make him
change it. At the end, since they ac-
tually had nothing against him except
suspicion, the officers decided to release
him. They felt that it would be better
to let him think he was in the clear and,

‘in that way, perhaps he would make
some wrong move that would clinch his
guilt. They would be on the watch for
such a move. And somehow they had a
feeling that it would not be long in
coming, °

While Trooper Gours pressed the
search for the owner of the Dodge,
Patrolman Stout decided to check deep-
er into Pappas’ story. The only thing in
that story that could be investigated at
the moment was the statement that
Balliet had had a date at 9 o’clock.
If that were true, if actually there was
a@ woman in Balliet'’s life, a woman
whom he was supposed to see on the
night he disappeared, then finding her
might close the case. But, in any event,
until they either located her or proved
her existence a lie, they could not be
certain even about the motive of the
crime. Up until now they had assumed
Balliet had been slain for his money.
But if Pappas’ story checked out in all
its details, then the motive lay deeper
than robbery, and possibly in the heart
and hate of a woman.

Bur although Stout spent the rest of
that day trying to find some trace of
a woman in the salesman’s life, he could
uncover no such clue. If such a woman
did exist, no one whom Stout ques-
tioned knew about her.

On Tuesday, which was Stout’s offi-
cial day off, the patrolman took his
wife to the near-by town of Blooms-
burg for a visit with friends. The offi-
cer’s mind could not rest, however, and
the main topic of conversation became
the Balliet case.

“It’s a real tragedy,” Stout said. “If
you could see his four kids, you’d know
what I mean. It’s pathetic.”

“T feel sorry for that girl,” one of his
friends said. “Understand she’s taking
it hard.”

Stout leaned forward tensely. “What
girl?”

“You know,” the man said. “That
Cornell girl. The one up in Noxen.”

“You mean Balliet’s been seeing a
girl in Noxen?”

Sure, the man said, didn’t he know
about that? Vivian Cornell was a friend
of a cousin of his and, from what he’d
heard, Balliet had been seeing the girl
pretty regularly.

Stout had heard all he wanted to
hear. In two strides he was over to the
telephone. A few minutes later he was

46

/

‘speaking with Trooper Gours, telling :

him what he’d learned, asking him to.
go to Noxen and See if he could check on
the girl. Stout would have gone him-
self but Noxen was two counties north
of Berwick, out of his jurisdiction, and
he realized that the State officer would
be Able to handle things better there.

So far it was looking good for Pappas
and his story.

But only so far. ; :

Trooper Gours was in Noxen ‘and
ringing Vivian Cornell’s bell less than a
half hour after he had received the call
from Stout. It had taken only a routine
check,to find out where she lived. The
girl who answered the door was pretty
and dark-haired and somewhere in her

‘early twenties. And the first thing she

said when she saw the Trooper was,
“Did you find him? Did you find

* Russ?”

She swallowed nervously when Gours
shook his head.

Inside the house, she admitted to
Gours that she had seen Balliet often
during the past few months. Although
she never had been out with him in Ber-
wick or Pond Hill, he had visited her
at least twice a week at her home in
Noxen.

No, she said, it wasn’t strange that
Balliet hadn’t mentioned her to his
friends or family. Balliet had told her
that he thought it would be better this
way—to keep things quiet until they
knew exactly how they felt about each
other.

“BUT I know how Russ felt about
me,” Vivian said, “and things
weren’t going to be kept secret too
much longer.” She lowered her head
and dabbed her eyes. ‘‘We were plan-
ning things—such wonderful things...”
“You knew that he had four chil-
dren?”

She nodded, swallowing. “I’d never
met them, but I was planning to.”

Trooper Gours was ready for the big
question now. He was almost afraid
to ask it.

“Miss Cornell,” he said, studying her,
“when did you see Balliet last?”

“A week ago Sunday,” she answered
without hesitation.- “On Sunday eve-
ning.” She touched her eyes again.

Gours asked slowly, “Are you sure
you didn’t see him on Tuesday?”

“Of course I’m sure. Why do you
ask a question like that?”

“Were you supposed to see him on
Tuesday evening?” .

She shook her head bewilderedly.
“We didn’t make any plans. Russ told
me he’d call me. Those were his last
words, in fact.” 7

Still studying her, Gours said, “So
then you weren’t the girl Balliet was
to have that date with on Tuesday
night?”

“What do you mean?”

Gours then told her what they had
learned from Dave Pappas.

“That man’s lying to you!” she cried
out. “I’m the only girl Russ has been
seeing and we weren’t supposed to have
a date that night! And it couldn't
have been any other girl! I know it!
Russ wasn’t seeing any other girl!” She
pointed a trembling finger at Gours.
“The man who told you that is lying
to you! And if he’s lying, he must have
a reason for it! Why don’t you arrest
him?”

- Under further questioning, Vivian
Cornell told the Trooper that she had
been with friends all Tuesday night
and that they could confirm the fact
she had not seen Balliet then. Leaving
her, Gours checked with these friends.
They backed up her story completely.

TBAT evening, back in Berwick,
Gours went into a huddle with
Patrolman Stout. Discussing the case,
both of them agreed upon one con-
clusion: That if Balliet was to have had
a date with a girl on Tuesday night,
the girl would have been Vivian Cornell
and no other. But therefore, since he
definitely had not seen Vivian that
night, Pappas either had misunder-
stood what Balliet had told him or else
Pappas had lied to them.

“I’m willing to bet Pappas was
lying,’ Gours said.

“But we still can’t prove it. We’d just
make fools out of ourselves if we ar-
rested him. What we have to do is

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‘prove that his whole story is ‘phony,
not just one point in it.” Ae meee

“How can we do that?”

“Find the owner of the Dodge Bal-
liet was planning to buy. Find out if
Balliet really had bought it already and
if he actually had put dealers’ tags on
it. For all we know, that car might
have been one Pappas borrowed from a
friend just to draw Balliet into a trap.
You know, pretend that it was his own
and he wanted to sell it. It could have
been anything. But before we know if
Pappas actually is lying to us, we defi-
nitely have to talk to that car owner.”

**BALLIET hadn’t bought it yet. At

least he didn’t apply for a change
of title at Harrisburg, either in his own
or his boss’s name. I’ve already checked
that.”

“Then,” Stout said slowly, “Pappas
did borrow the car. Either that or
Pappas was telling us the truth and
somebody else was the killer, somebody
else who pretended to Balliet he
wanted to sell, let Balliet drive around
for a while, took the money and then
knocked him over the head and kept
the car, too.” ;

“How are we going to prove that?”

“There’s two ways. Widen our
canvass and try to find someone else
who saw Balliet that night with the
owner of the car. And talk to everyone
around here who owns a forty-six or
forty-seven Dodge sedan and see if he
either planned to sell it or loaned it
to Pappas. It’s going to be tough, be-
cause if it’s the killer, he won’t admit
he wanted to sell the car. We'll have
to find out from his neighbors or.
friends,”

Gours shook his head wearily. “I’m
bogged down in this thing already. But
I do have a list of the owners of gray
Dodges—and you'd be surprised how
many there are. I’ve talked to two
owners here in Berwick already and
they seem to be in the clear. The
owner of that car might live a hundred
miles from here.”

“True, but we’ve got to work in Ber-
wick first. Eliminate everyone here be-
fore we start elsewhere. Incidentally,
did you check on a fellow named Agos-
ton? Alex Agoston?”

Gours shook his head. “No, those
other two had me on the run all day.
Who’s Agoston?”

Agoston was a good friend of his,
Stout explained. He lived in Berwick
and was a frequent visitor to Stout's
home.

6 M¥* WIFE would probably shoot
. me if she thought I was even
thinking about ‘Shiney,’” he went on,
explaining that Shiney was Agoston’s
nickname because of his shining face
that looked as if he used too much soap.
“Truthfully, I can’t figure him in on
this at all. But he owns a gray Dodge,
a forty-six or forty-seven, I don’t know
which, so I guess we'd better talk to
him. If nothing else, we'll be able to
check him off and start on someone
else.” :

Looking at his watch, Stout knew
that he'd probably be able to find Agos-
ton at a certain restaurant on Front
Street. Agoston was a big coffee
drinker and Stout knew that it was
his habit to spend a couple of hours
every night in that particular restau-
rant.

And the patrolman was right. After
driving to the restaurant with Gours,
Stout recognized Agoston’s automobile
parked outside.

Before entering the restaurant, the
two officers examined the unlocked au-
tomobile. It was clean, inside and out.
Certainly, they told. themselves, no
one had been slain in this car, no
bloody body had been slumped on its
seats.

“We're really wasting our time,”
Stout said. “Pappas said he saw deal-
ers’ tags on that car. Shiney’s own
plates are on this boat.”

“Yeah,” Gours replied, “and don't
forget that Balliet was driving. In
other words, the car might not be back
with the original owner, anyway. Bal-
liet could have picked somebody up who
killed him.”

“Well,” Stout said, “we're here.
let’s check.”

The officers spent less than a half

So

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came when Stout asked his f *%goston’s
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Balliet. The answer was as ¢: uel that ¢
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officers left Agoston when he or ge patroln
his third cup of coffee. “ “yd sort
Where to now? : I'd seet
They spent the next two days se a the par
ing out and questioning other own ¢ Tuesd
of 1946 Dodge sedans and examinie® pe right as
each car for bloodstains, while ¢ Tell us
State Troopers extended the can ;
for someone who had seen Balliet. There ®

The search for the gray Dodge
into many of the surrounding towp
and hamlets, but in none of them cout
Stout and Gours find the car‘

sought. More and more it looked. ehere he ¢
if Trooper Gours was right: That gnven him
man they had to find was som put I was
who no longer had a car, but a cause I'd
had sold it to Balliet. : car.” |
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didn't he come forward? The seg nand. “W
for the body was receiving nationwid Ms sour car tc
publicity and a call had gone out for Agoston
people to volunteer any information © in a deterr

which they might have. Evidently’
fear or guilt was holding that person™
back. ea

ON FRIDAY morning, two. é
came into Headquarters..- i
They came within an hour of eac
other, and each with the effect o
explosion. ico
The first was from a man in Blooms
burg who told the officers that, through,
a friend, he had heard of a man in his
town who was supposed to have sold
a Dodge sedan about two weeks befor i
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hurrying to Bloomsburg. “a4 it was

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Trooper who had been assisting in the. “Was it
canvass and had learned from a bar Agostor

tender that on Tuesday night Balliet
and another man had been in a tap-
room on the outskirts of Berwick.

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turn before he questioned Agoston -
again. Perhaps, he hoped, the Trooper *
would pick up information in Blooms-: +

burg which would change the aspect of 3
things completely. Perhaps the bar-

tender had made a mistake about 3
Agoston. Perhaps Shiney would have #
a perfectly good explanation. a

When Trooper Gours returned, his .4
face did a poor job of hiding his ela-.
tion.

“It looks like we're on the right
track,” he said excitedly. “This fellow
in Bloomsburg had a forty-six Dodge
sedan, all right, and what's more he
sold it.”

“Who to?” Stout asked.

“I don’t know. Here’s the thing,
though. The guy’s out of town. With-
out a word to his friends, too.. Just
picked up his wife and beat it and no
one knows where they are. I’ve got a
few ideas of my own why that guy left
in such a hurry. There was something
on his mind. A little thing like homi-
cide. I’m going to have the boys send
out an alarm.”

THE Trooper’s face grew suddenly
sober when Stout told him what he
had learned about Agoston.

“That doesn't fit in at all,” Gours =
said, frowning. “He still has his car, ut
remember? The guy we're after sold
it. That fellow in Bloomsburg, for in-
stance.”

Stout was thinking of the same
thing. But the bartender’s story still
had to be checked. If Agoston was
found to be in the clear entirely, then
they could swing their full attention
vo the man in Bloomsburg.

Agoston was standing outside when
the officers reached his house. His car
was parked at the curb, a few feet
away.

“I’m glad you're here,” he said, walk-
ing toward them. “I was just coming
down to see you.”

“What for?” Stout asked.
“Oh,” he said, “it’s just something I
thought you should know. It’s about
Russ Balliet. I see where the papers


“Mulcahy to poke through the rubbish -

and debris near the grave in an effort
to find something that might give them

> @ clue.

“Bring in everything that has any
writing on it,’”” Mulcahy ordered.
The Troopers toiled for a day and a
_ half, while Mulcahy and Mangan
waited impatiently. This, obviously,
was their last chance. If they drew a
blank now—

-. They did not draw a blank. Troop-
ers Roche and Emmendhal, digging
faithfully through a heap of rubbish,

- Came up with two sales slips. On them
was the name of a New Haven factory.

At the factory, the investigators

- asked to see the superintendent. They

~

had one question: Who disposed of the

* plant’s rubbish?

“Well, we’ve got a new man now,”
said the superintendent. “We used to
have another, but he quit in the middle
of the Summer.”

“That's the man,” said Mulcahy.
“oe his name;and what did he look

e?”

The man’s name, reported the super-
intendent, was Robert Bradley. He was
large and heavy and had a round,
moon-like face. He lived on Jefferson
Street in New Haven.

“This is it,” said Mangan. “Pro-
viding, of course, he hasn’t taken it on
the lam.”

That evening, Mulcahy and Mangan,
with a detail of New Haven police, went
to Bradley’s home. They went quietly
up the stairs to his apartment, then
knocked on the door.

“Who is it?” a man’s voice inquired.

“A friend, Bob,” said Mangan. ‘Let
me in. I want to talk to you.”

There was the sound of heavy foot-
steps. Then the door opened, and a
large, heavy, moon-faced man ap-
peared.

Mangan poked his gun into the pit of
Bradley’s stomach.

“Let’s get going, Bob,” he said.
“You’re under arrest for murder.”

Bradley failed to change expression.
“You’re crazy!’’ he said. “But I ain't
going to make any trouble.”

Bradley was questioned at New

Haven Police Headquarters, but de-
tectives learned little they had not sur-
mised before. Sure, said Bradley, he
had sold Edwards’ car in New York.

“He asked me to,” he explained. “He
was having trouble with his wife, and
he wanted to sell the car and leave
town. He gave me his red truck for
my trouble. I just sold it a couple of
days ago.”

“And Matheny and Carter?” asked
Mulcahy.

“Same thing with them,” asserted
Bradley. “When they saw how well I
did for Edwards, they asked me to sell
their cars. So I did, that’s all.”

“And where are they now?” asked
Mulcahy.

Bradley lifted a shoulder indifferent-
ly. “You’ve got me,” he said.

That was all he would say, and he re-
fused to identify the two men who had
accompanied him to New York. But the
investigators were not worried about
that aspect of the situation. Now that
they had Bradley, they would be able
to check on his friends.

Next day they picked up Charles
Patterson and William M. Lisenby.
Patterson readily admitted accompany-
ing Bradley to New York when he sold
the Edwards car. He was the slender
man who had helped Bradley dispose
of the rubbish at the grave.

“But that’s all I know about it,” he
insisted. “Bradley told me that Ed-
wards was going to leave town because
of trouble with his wife and to keep my
mouth shut.”

He was held.

Lisenby, although admitting that he
had gone to New York with Bradley on
two trips, refused to talk.

Meanwhile, a check of the banks re-
vealed that Bradley had made three
substantial deposits during the Sum-
mer, each following the alleged mur-
ders by only a few days. This, too, was
significant. The investigators were
sure Moon-Face and Lisenby were
guilty—and, perhaps, Patterson as well.

But Patterson continued to insist he
knew nothing more. Bradley and Lis-
ry aeeae morcse and failed to speak
at all.

The investigators were growing anx-
ious. Although they were reasonably
certain that they could convict Bradley
for the murder of Edwards, what about
Carter and Matheny? And was Lisen-
by to go scot free? They wanted to lo-
cate the bodies they were positive were
buried somewhere, but unless one of the
two suspects talked, they were helpless.

Mangan and Mulcahy went to work
on Lisenby, whom they shrewdly sus-
pected to be the more susceptible of the
two. No harsh tactics, no third de-
gree, so-called. To the contrary, the
experienced investigators spoke kindly
to Lisenby, fed him well, gradually won
him over to their side.

Their strategy paid off. On October
14 he was brought to the Detective Bu-
reau at New Haven Police Headquar-
ters, where he confessed to Assistant
State’s Attorney Arthur T. Gorman.
Also present were Mangan, Mulcahy,
State Police Captain William Schatz-
man, Eagan, Halloran, Holtz and Mc-
Carthy.

T= story he told was astounding.
He said that Bradley had asked Ed-
wards to join him and other friends in
a hot-dog roast on the evening of July
11. When Edwards later disappeared,
he said, he managed to put two and two
together, especially when he noted that
Bradley had Edwards’ red truck in his
possession. He demanded. “in” on the
racket.

Matheny and Carter also were killed
by Bradley, he asserted, and in his
presence. Both men were invited by
Bradley to join him in a picnic. When
they arrived at the selected spot, Brad-
ley would ask them to dig a hole for
the fire. When it was deep enough,
Bradley clubbed them to death with an
axe, rolled them into the grave they
themselves had dug, then covered them
with dirt. First, though, Lisenby said,
he stripped them.

Next day, he’d drive the car to New
York and sell it through Winston
Winston.

No, concluded Lisenby, he did not
think that Patterson was involved in
the Edwards killing.

That night, Lisenby led police &
Nut Grove near Silver Sands in
Haven. There the body of Ma;
was discovered in a shallow
Medical Examiner Taylor order,
removed to the State Hospital at }
dletown. “a

The following day, Carter’ Ss bods ise |
was recovered in Oak Nut Grove.
body was identified at the State Ho
pital by his son, Benjamin Carter, af;
Doctor Beauchemin employed his
to restore the face.

Matheny’s body was identified |
means of a dental check.

When Bradley’s home was conse d-

‘ police discovered a coat that was ide

tified as Carter’s through dry-clean
marks. They also discovered, with
aid of Lisenby, two axes and other g¢
ments that had belonged to the
tims.

One axe was recovered from the bot
tom of the Quinnipiac River by. Caps
tain John Quinn, a diver with the New:
Haven Fire Department. His service
were loaned to police by Chief Pay}
Heinz.
by. Both were traced to Bradley.

Charged with first-degree murde

Bradley went on trial’ in New Haven ™
Superior Court on January 3, 1947, be-=

fore Judge Kenneth Wynne. He wa
found guilty and sentenced to the chair
by the jury on January 30. He was
prosecuted by State’s Attorney Abra-)
ham S. Ullman. ‘

Lisenby, who turned state’s evidence,_
was permitted to plead guilty to second: k
degree murder.

Judge Wynne sentenced him to oan
the remainder of his life at the Con-
necticut State Prison in Wethersfield
on February 6, 1947.

Patterson was released.

A second axe was found near, |

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But it was hopeless. On the night of
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at the Connecticut State Prison.

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Winston Winston are fictitious.

Clue of the Upside-Down Windshield (Continued from Page 13)

thought possible. It was about a quar-
ter to eleven when George Garrison, a
loan officer at the First National Bank,
walked into Headquarters and asked to
see Stout.

“It’s about Balliet,” Garrison de-
clared. “I didn’t find out until just a
few minutes ago that he’s been miss-
ing. As soon as I heard I came right
down.”

w¥oy think you know something
about it?”

“Maybe.” Garrison stroked his chin
thoughtfully. “Maybe.” Then, look-
ing squarely at Stout, “He disappeared
Tuesday, didn’t he?”

“That’s right.”

“Then it fits in.’ Garrison was shak-
ing his head in amazement. “I wouldn’t
have believed it of Balliet. Somehow
it doesn’t even seem right to think of
it.”

“Think of what?”

“You know,” Garrison said, “the
bank closes at three every weekday
afternoon.”

Impatiently, “I know. So what?”

“Well, about a quarter to three on
Tuesday I got a call from Balliet. He
wanted to know if we’d wait for him
until a little after three. He said he
had to draw out some money and he’d
be over as soon as he could.”

“Did you wait for him?”

“Sure, sure. We're always willing
to go a little out of our way to help
someone.”

“And he came over?”

“About a quarter after three.”

“How much money did he draw out?”

“Fifteen hundred and _ twenty-five
dollars.”

Stout whistled softly. That sounded
very much like someone who wanted
to leave town.

44

“But this is the thing,’ Garrison
was saying. ‘He didn’t draw that
money out of his own account. He
took it out of Mr. McElrath’s.”

The loan officer’s words struck the
officer forcibly. Russell Balliet had

‘drawn $1,525 out of his employer’s ac-

count a few hours before he disap-
peared.

Was this the reason why he had dis-
appeared?

Knowing Balliet as he did, Stout
found that hard to believe. And yet, he

knew, all things are possible in this

world.

“It was all perfectly legal, ” Garrison
continued. ‘“Balliet had a power of at-
torney and, besides, he’s done it before
in connection with some car deals. I
never thought to question him, but I
just assumed it had something to do
with his purchasing an automobile
while Mr. McElrath was away.”

Patrolman Stout pondered over this
new development long after Garrison
had left Headquarters.

It hurt him even to think of Balliet
making off with his employer’s money.
And.yet what else?

The officer’s first impulse was to con-
tact the State Police in Wyoming and
have them send this information over
the teletype. But perhaps Balliet had
a perfectly good reason for drawing
that money out of McElrath’s account.
Perhaps it was all with his employer’s
knowledge. McElrath himself would be
back from Texas the next day and may-
be he would be able to clear up the
whole mystery. So Patrolman Stout
decided to wait.

And it was good judgment.

The following afternoon, the moment
he learned that McElrath had returned
from Texas, Patrolman Stout called at
the car dealer’s home.

McElrath’s face reflected his shock
at the news of his employe’s disappear-
ance. Holding his hands as if to pre-
vent them from trembling, the car
dealer sat down slowly. When he spoke,
it was as if he were talking to himself.

“Something’s happened to Russ,” he
declared. “Something must have hap-
pened to him. He wouldn’t stay away
like this. Never.”

“Mr. McElrath,” Stout said quietly,
“we learned that Balliet drew out fif-
teen hundred and twenty-five dollars
from your account on the day he dis-
appeared.”

Staring at the floor, McElrath said,
“He’s either been kidnaped or killed.
That’s the only thing I can figure. But
why?” He looked up. ‘“‘Why would any-
one want to do that to him?”

“From your account,” Stout said,
emphasizing his words. ‘He took more
than fifteen hundred dollars from your
account.”

“So what?” McElrath asked, almost in
anger.

“Then you know about it?”

“Of course I know about it! You
don’t think Russ is a thief, do you? He’s
the squarest boy that ever lived! I
looked on him like my own son.” He
was breathing quickly and nervously.
“That was fifteen hundred and twenty-
five dollars you said, wasn’t it?”

“That’s right.”

oe ELL, it was for a car Russ said
he might be buying while I was

gone. He said he was working on some
deal. I don’t remember too many of the
details but I know I authorized him to
pay fifteen twenty-five for the job.”

“What kind of a car was it, Mr. Mc-
Elrath?”

“A Dodge. A gray, nineteen-forty-six
Dodge sedan.”

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$1,525 in his pockets, he must have gone
to meet the owner of the mysterious
gray Dodge. That much seemed to be
clear.

But things were. still shadowy from
that point on. Could it be that Balliet,
while on his way to meet the owner of
the Dodge, had been waylaid by some
transient? Or was it possible that the
entire car deal had been a planned af-
fair, that the Dodge owner had used his
automobile as a lure to robbery? This
theory seemed more likely, since it was
round and complete. For Balliet to be
waylaid by a stranger just at a time
when he had a lot of cash on him
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could be set aside. Balliet’s long silence

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car dealer shook his head.
“No, I don’t. I never even saw the
owner and all I know is that Russ had 3
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the way it stood when I went out of
town. I told Russ that if the guy want-
ed to let it go at our price then he could
go through with the deal. But not a
nny more.”

“Was that Dodge the only car you
authorized Balliet to buy during your
absence?”

“That’s right.”

“Then there is no possibility that he
might have gone out that night to pur-
chase any other car?”

“Not a chance in the world.”

Stout had wanted to make certain of
this point for it meant that he had to
find the owner of a 46 gray Dodge and
no other. It still would be no easy task,
he realized, for the man could live in
any of the many towns and cities sur-
rounding Berwick. And even if they did
locate that person, did it mean that
they would have the killer? A good
possibility, yes, but still no certainty.

| The fact that Balliet might have been
held up by a stranger, robbed and then
slain, could not be dismissed entirely.

The thing to do now, aside from hunt-
ing for the owner of the mysterious
Dodge, was to find the body, for a body
there had to be. It is hard enough to

locate a killer when you have a body as *

a starting point. But without the vic-
tim, without the clues his clothes and
fingernails and death-spot might yield,
there is indeed little to point the way.

THE search for the body was con-

ducted under the supervision of the

“state Police. Even as they started out,
“they realized the terrific job that lay

S ahead. Berwick itself could not hide a
body long, but the surrounding area,
with its rugged, coal-blackened hills, its
fields, its tangled woods, its slag piles

Mand jutting boulders, its earth seamed
and scarred and despoiled by years of
coal-grubbing, could hug a dead man in
its folds forever. And then there was
the bordering Susquehanna River,
swollen and tumbling with floes, be-
neath whose icy, jumbled crust a body
could be caught for weeks.

That night, Sunday, Patrolman Stout

--went into conference at Headquarters
with State Trooper Carl Gours and

Chief Peterson. Trooper Gours,

assigned to the case until it was broken,

had only gloomy news to report.

“We can’t find a trace of the body,”
Gours said. “The trouble is we don’t
know where to begin. If we only knew
the approximate area where Balliet was
killed, at least we'd have someplace to
start from. It’s pretty tough this way.”

4 “what about the River?” Peterson
asked. :

“J don’t even want to think of that.

W If it’s in the River, we're going to have

gne sweet job. The condition that

River's in, the body could be in there

4a month before it bobs up.”

“Then if you ask me,” Stout declared,
“it’s definitely in the River. The whole
jcrime shows so much planning that
‘dl'm willing to bet anything the killer

also planned the best way of disposing

of the body. He must have known the

River would give us the most trouble.”

“T think you're right,” Gours replied.
“we're after one pretty smart cookie.”

4 «That means we'll probably have to
do this the hard way. We'll have to find
the killer before we find his victim.

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lot of fun.” ;
“We've got the Dodge,” Stout said.

., Gours smiled, but without humor.

‘Have we?”

“What I mean is, we’ve got a good

clue. The best, in fact.”

“Now,” Gours said softly, “all we
have to do is find it.”

But how?

Until the end.

the evening he disappeared.

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“Tuesday. Wait a
took a deep breath.
from Berwick earl
and I had to stop for ar
stopped nex’
hind the wheel.”

“Do you know

--It seemed impossible that no one had
n, that he could h
and disappeared so com-
et had been well known in
ty. Surely someone had
d waved to him, perhaps,
d to talk to him. Pond
alliet’s home town,
person could walk or drive
being greeted by a
why had no one
spotted Balliet that night?

seen him the
his doorstep
pletely. Balli
the communi
noticed him an
or even stoppe

Balliet was be
Stout asked quickly,
what kind of a c
“Sure. It was @ er
forty-six or f
which. They
Perfect, per
“Was anyone
Stout asked.
“There sure was,
“A fellow na
him pretty we

ay Dodge sedan. A
n. I don’t know
both look alike
fect. Now if only—

in the car with him?”

through without

the officers spent
d part of that af-
lliet’s friends and
hing for someone who
the thread of informa-
needed. The case had a
d they felt that
ther until the
t no one they talked

ITH this in mind

that morning an
ternoon talking
neighbors, searce
could give them
tion which they
long, black gap to it an
they could m
hole was filled. Ye
to could help them.

” the man replied.
Pappas. I know
ll. He lives here in Pond
s felt the case closing with’
“Do you know if this Pappas owns

hook his head.

f was this bloodstain
But would it lead to

Evidence which all technicians dream 0
on the wall of the Ott
his killers? Turn to

co Freund home.

Page 18 for Part Ill of this serial

“You mean you don

“No, I mean he doesn’t own i
doesn’t have a car.”

Then what,
was Pappas doing
with Balliet? And
ing that Dodge se
it and who was the owner?

y a few seconds. before.
ade sense to the officers,
d. Had Balliet pur-
efore he met

Disgusted, Stout and Gours walked
back to their car.
“Hey, there!’”” someone ¢
They stopped and t
pudgy man
street towar'
as he ran. Hes
of breath and b
“You want som
The man nodde
Although the wea
little fat man w
chest heaving,
Balliet business?
“That's right,’
“Good. Glad
just about ready

fficers wondered,
in the automobile
hy was Balliet driv-
dan? Where did he

ning down the
d them, his body wobbling
topped by their car, out
lowing through his lips.
ething?” Gours asked.
d, still out of breath.
ther was crisp, the
ring. Then, his
“You here about that

everything m
now little of it di
chased the automobile bi
Pappas and did the slayi
ing to do with the car dea
was so, where was
someone would

abandoned machine by this time.

1? But if that
I stopped you. I was have discovered an
to drive down to Head-
spotted you. I was out
d I didn’t hear 2
til this morning. I got

Chief Peterson told Stout that this

case was to be his baby, that he was to
i i NLY one way to find out and that

was to see Pappas.

n the officers we
d that no one was there.
hat,” Gours told Stout.
ck and I'll stick
The momen
ring him down.”

Stout was on the street

being missing un
something to tell you.”
“Let's hear it.” home, they foun
“Tl tell you w
“you go back to Berwi
around here.
shows up, I'll b
That evening

broke, Stout was to stick with this one
de it an effort for
k. But he tried. “Saw

Stout and Gours could do little that the man to tal

Night, but they spent the next morning

tying to backtrack Balliet’s movements s demanded.

“you saw him?” Gour

in a police car when word came over:
the two-way radio that Gours had
brought in Pappas. : ip aa

The black dust of the mines in which —
he worked was still on Pappas’ face and
hands when Stout confronted him. He
was a tall, husky man with a thick,
corded neck and powerful arms and
shoulders. His eyes, white and shiny
against the grime on his face, glowered
angrily at Stout.

“Don’t you start,” he told Stout sul-
lenly. “Don’t you start accusing me of
nothing.” ‘

“what's he got to say?” Stout asked
the Trooper:

“you ask him. I'd like to hear this
thing twice. Believe me, it’s worth it.”

“And it’s all the damn truth!” Pap-
pas shouted.

“Sure, sure,” Gours soothed him.
“But let's just hear it all again, any-

“Look,” Pappas said, “this is the
truth and you can believe it or not.
This is exactly the way I met Balliet
and it’s all I know about it. I was in
Berwick on Tuesday and I was waiting
for the bus to Pond Hill. Acar pulls up
to the curb and there’s Balliet and he’s
waving me in. I’ve known Balliet for a
long time because he doesn’t live too
far from me and he asks me if I’m
going home. I says ‘Sure’ and he says
for me to hop in. That’s all I know.
He drove me home and left me off in
front of my house and that’s the last
I saw of him.”

“Did you talk to him on the way
home?” Stout asked.

“Sure, I talked to him.”

“what did he have to say?”

“Nothing much. He talked a little
his kids. He sure loved those

ids.”

“Did he say anything about the car
he was driving?”

Pappas shook his head.

“Did he say where he was going?”

“Yeah, he said he was going home.
He said something else, too. I'm trying
to think.” Pappas buried a grimy chin
in a grimy hand. “Oh, yeah. He said
something about a date. He told me
he had to go home but he had to leave
soon because he had a date at nine
Ss oa

A date? Stout looked at Trooper
Gours in wonder. The Trooper shrugged
his shoulders, as if to say he’d been
puzzling over the same thing. With
whom could Balliet have had a date?
As far as the officers had learned, there
had been no girl in Balliet’s life. Was
there someone they didn’t know about,
someone whom the car salesman had
kept secret?

|F PAPPAS were telling the truth—
and this was a big assumption—the
officers realized that his story would
send them in a different direction than.
they were heading. Instead of looking
for the Dodge owner—for apparently
Balliet had purchased the car already
—they would have to search elsewhere
for their killer: The mystery girl whom
Balliet was to see at nine, or perhaps
an angry husband or jealous suitor.

But was Pappas telling them the
truth? It was very possible, the offi-
cers realized, that Pappas was trying
to make them believe that he was not
the last person to see Balliet alive.

“Did Balliet say who this girl was?”
Stout asked.

“No. He didn’t say anything about
her. He just said he had this date at
nine, that’s all.”

“Let’s get back to the car a minute,”
Gours said. “You sure Balliet didn’t
tell you that he’d just bought it or he
wanted to buy it?”

Pappas shook his head. ‘No, he
never talked to me about that. But
that, was his car, wasn’t it? I mean
I saw dealers’ tags on it.”

“When did you see the dealers’
tags?”

“when I got out and Balliet drove
off. I just happened to notice the word
‘dealer’ on the back license.”

Strange, the officers thought, that
Pappas should notice a small detail like
that, and especially at night. They
wondered suddenly if the miner had
brought this point to their attention
just to make them think that Balliet
already had bought the car, and there-
fore perhaps just to lead them astray.

45

—


Agoston told the officers, they said,
that when Balliet returned that night,
they went to the taproom where Agos- >
ton hoped he could get the salesman
drunk, But Balliet remained sober.
Outside, on an isolated road, Agoston
said he shot Balliet in the stomach, ac-
cording to police. The shot didn’t kill
Balliet and he struggled with Agoston,
both of them falling out of the car. ---
Agoston then said he would take Balliet
to the hosptial. On the way, Agoston

But Agoston wouldn’t say a word, not
even at Headquarters where they took
him immediately. Seeing that they
couldn’t get anywhere with the man
unless they had more evidence, Stout
and Gours went to his home. There, in
a clothes closet, they announced later,
they found a German-make revolver
and a shoulder holster. At the bottom
of the closet, in a pair of bloodstained
shoes, they found two clips. One clip
held seven bullets; only five were in the

Shiney further about it. He walked
over to Agoston’s car. He looked at it,
ran his hands over the paint. He
walked around it, peered inside. Then
back to the front again: He rubbed his
chin reflectively, looked at Agoston,
then back at the car again.

“Shiney,” he called.

Agoston walked over, followed by
Gours.

“Shiney,” Stout said, “did you ever

he disappeared on a Tuesday. Well,
jsaw him that night.”

Agoston’s frank statement took the
jficers by surprise. And it was with
lief that Stout heard it.

“Why didn’t you tell us this before?”

e patrolman questioned

“l'd sort of forgotten which night it
yas I'd seen him. Even when I’d seen
in the papers that he’d disappeared
that Tuesday night, it still didn’t strike

iyS seek-=5

r owners = :
camining jag me right away.” have a new windshield put on your
ile other? “Tell us about that night,” Gours car?” second. And the closet yielded still claimed, Balliet began fighting again,
Agoston shook his head. more evidence: A pair of pants and an and this time he shot him through the
head.

canvass
2 overcoat, bloodstained.

lliet. 3
odge led™
ig towns.
em could

said.
“There isn’t much to tell. I went
into a taproom up the main road and
Wthere was Balliet at the bar. We had
™, few drinks and then we went out

After robbing the dead man, Agoston
told how he drove to the Mifflinville
Bridge and how, at the second span, he
shoved the body beneath the guard
rail and into the Susquehanna.

“You sure?” Stout asked.

“Of course I’m sure, Hurley.”

Stout said softly, “You're lying. You
know that, don’t you, Shiney?”

“you're crazy!” Agoston shouted. “I

BEFORE they confronted Agoston
with this evidence, the officers had
the car examined by State Police lab-

car they @ Iv together. I left Balliet off on the road
cooked as aif where he could take a bus. I’d have know what I’ve had done to this car! I oratory technicians. Removing the slip :
driven him all the way to Pond Hill, never had any windshield put on it!’ covers, the technicians found a bullet The next day, after putting his own
hole in the front seat—and more blood. tags back on the car, Agoston noticed

That the;
but I was in a hurry to get home be- “Tet me show you something,
The bullet, which had gone entirely that there was a bullet hole in the front

someone 49
v already = cause I’d promised to loan someone Shiney,” Stout said. “This is only a
/ ogg my car.” ; little thing, but it’s enough to prove through the seat, was found on the floor windshield. He punched a hammer
ted. wh Stout cut him off with a wave of his you're lying about the windshield. And in back, embedded in a tiny crevass. through it and then drove to Wilkes-
1e search § hand. “Who’d you promise to lend if you're lying about that, then it’s a Agoston broke down completely when. Barre where he bought slip covers, put-
tionwid your car to?” good bet you're lying about a lot of he saw the bloodstained items. Some- ting them on himself, and then ordered
looked at Stout hard. Then, other things.” thing seemed to snap in his brain and 4 new:windshield. And that was that.
Agoston had confessed—and yet the

furiously he fought the officers who
tried to restrain him. The frenzy over
and panting heavily, he made a com-
plete confession to the crime, accord-
ing to police.

Agoston had been deeply in debt, offi-
cials quoted him as saying. He had been
out with Balliet once and the car salles-
man had become drunk; and so Agos-
ton, pretending that he wanted to sell
his car, thought that he could get Bal-
liet drunk again and then steal the
money the salesman was supposed to
bring with him to close the deal. Agos-
ton said that Balliet had visited him
early Tuesday evening and that they
had closed the deal. Balliet, however,
said that he could not give him the
money until he was certain about the
car’s condition and he asked Agoston
to lend it to him for a while. He would
be back later that night and finish the
transaction. Putting the dealers’ tags
on the car, Balliet then drove home.
That was when he met Dave Pappas
and the date he referred to undoubtedly
had been with Agoston—and not with
a girl, as the officers had assumed.

Agoston
in a determined voice, “I just can’t tell
you. Hurley.”

“why?”

“I just can’t. I promised and I can’t
go back on my word.”

“Russ Balliet was a fine man,” Stout
said evenly, ‘and we've got every rea-
son to believe he’s been killed. You
don’t want to hide his killer, do you,
Shiney?”

Agoston shook his head nervously.
“I just don’t want to get no one in
trouble.” '

“This fellow.” Stout said, trying a
eAerent tack. “Did he borrow your
ear?”

Agoston nodded.

“Did he return it the same night?”

“Tt was there the next morning. Out-
side the house.”

“Was it Dave Pappas?” Gours asked.

Agoston stared at the Trooper, and
his look was one of complete surprise.

“Was it?” Gours insisted.

“I can't say. Honest, I can’t.”

Patrolman Stout decided to let the

Mm matter rest there for a while. There
would be time enough to question

© out for =
ormation .3
Evidently:

case still was not closed.
The officers wanted the body before

they went to trial.
Weeks passed, and then months. Still

no sign of the body.

G7Ue pointed to a small oval insig-
nia on the upper left-hand corner
of the windshield.

“That’s the safety glass trade-mark,
Shiney,” the patrolman said. “Every
car has one. And if you know anything
about automobiles, Shiney, then you
know that this insignia should be on
the bottom. That’s the way they al-
ways come out of the factory. Always,
Shiney.” He paused, as if to let the
point sink in. “Yours is on the upper
left-hand side. That’s proof enough
that someone outside of the manufac-
turer put in this glass.”

Agoston’s face showed no emotion.

“Still not convinced, Shiney?” Stout
asked. ‘Then look at this.” He pointed
to the State inspection tag on the win-
dow. “When they changed your wind-
shield, Shiney, they did as good a job as
they could putting back this tag. But
it involved removing it from the old
window and pasting it back on. If you
look close, Shiney, you can see the dif-
ferent fragments. What was wrong
with the windshield? A bullet hole?”

HE police wondered about the con-

fession.

And then on March 18, 1948—three
months after Balliet had disappeared—
three rivermen on a sand barge found
the body floating in the Susquehanna,
about fifteen miles south of Lancaster,
Pennsylvania. In three months, the
body had drifted 145 miles. The autop-
sy revealed two bullet holes in the body.

On May 11 a jury deliberated eight
hours and then brought back a verdict
of guilty of murder in the first degree.
Agoston was sentenced to die in the
electric chair.

His attorney announced that he
would appeal the verdict.

ct of an;

1 Blooms
. through,
ian in his
nave sold
ks before.
rew little

the offi-
per Gours

The names of Dave Pappas and Viv-
ian Cornell are fictitious.

yours’ re- 4
Agoston |
.e Trooper
1 Blooms- +4
: aspect of
the bar- 4
ike about ~
ould have 3

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(Continued from Page7) oFFICIAL DETECTIVE STORIES

Christmas Lights

At Staley’s rooming -house they stopped
and went inside and talked to the

landlady.

—To Die by the

roomers at Staley’s rooming-house.
Two of them had seen him come in at
_m. At 7:50—precisely the time

But he did. Readily. And he sailed
through it with flying colors. The
machine proved that he was telling the

truth: He knew nothing barton.
e

“Any idea where he might have

gone?”
“Maybe to Baltimore. His father and
mother were divorced and the father

irned, his .°
g his ela-

the right 7:30 p
‘his fellow that Sheila had left home—he got up She showed them Staley’s room and , J r
six Dodge and announced he was going to bed. they took it to pieces. No weapon. says the mother lives in Baltimore and about Sheila Ann Tuley’s murder.
; more he But he returned to the room at 8:10, They asked if he had any belongings the boy might have gone there to visit was released. No charge had been
clothed. And in the interim they anywhere else in the house. She said her. She’s remarried and the father placed against him at any time; he was
doesn’t know her new name or address. simply a completely innocent bystander

drawn by ill chance into a vast police
investigation.

fully

had heard a door slam somewhere in think so, but another room-

she didn’t ‘
Staley kept his The father says the boy was in an in-

the thing, : the house. er remembered that ‘ : \
wn, With- Kerr’s face was set. “Bring him in. toolbox out in the garage. They found stitution of some kind in New York .
it, opened it. In it was a two-bladed until about a year ago. We're trying to And Kerr and Willard looked at each

other across Kerr’s desk, knowing that

trace it.”
” said Kerr. But he couldn’t

his mind, Staley and

“We'll both talk to him.”
So they went to work on him. They
Abegan easily, asking him to repeat his

they were almost finished. Speaking
absently, Willard tolled off one by one
the names of the suspects that had

knife. And one of the blades bore
dark stains.

too. Just

it and no op
“Fine,

get Staley out of

I've got a
it guy left story of his movements. He did so 0
pomething with some impatience. Cpr vectihacromgae they rushed back the stained knife. He told Blackwell t
like homi- . When he had finished Kerr said, “In downtown and sent the knife to about it, and the Inspector said, looked hot only to be proved innocent.
i “Sounds good. Let me know how you Kerr listened disconsolately.
The phone rang. It was Inspector

the laboratory.
Kerr found a message on his desk:

Call Inspector Blackwell. He did.
And Blackwell said he, too, had a

make out. Anything we can do?”
“Not right now.” his
There wasn’t much anyone could do

then. Kerr hung up, and he and Wil-

other words, you claim yo
leave the rooming-house afte
past seven that night?”

Blackwell, and there was an edge to

voice.
“We're getting a

boys send
r half-

“£

2
line on Beach. He

vt a)

suddenly “Correct.”

m what he 999, Kerr said to Willard, “Tell him what suspect who looked good—Howard 1 he
he really did.” Beach, the youth who hadn't been seen lard sat there waiting. Waiting for the looks hotter than ever.”

; laboratory report on that knife of “Yes?”

since the crime.
The lead on
Dwight Bible and his brothe

Staley’s. They talked little. Were they

getting close? Or—
The phone rang. It was Coroner

And then it began. At first Staley
teplied indignantly, then he got stub-
born and clammed up, then he became

E WAS in an institution in New

York all right—an institution for
He

him had come from
r, Richard,
James J. Cassidy.

li,” Gours
as his car,

“H

after sold {4

excited and finally he said, “Well,

and their roommate,
Beach for several

mentally defective delinquents.

Gerber. “My chemist, Mary Cowan,
went there for an offense. against an

ie, for in-
A. come to think of it, I guess I didn't eat Dwight had known :
the same = with my friends, I ate in a bar. And months, had visited in Beach’s home. tested that knife.”
- Now I remember something else too— They bowled in the same league once a “Yes?” eleven-year-old boy.” i
“Jt’s not blood. It’s iron rust.” Kerr whistled.

story still
roston was
irely, then
| attention ,

%

at about ten minutes to eight I went
out on the back porch and drank a bot-
tle of beer. But I didn’t leave the
Porch, I swear I didn’t.”

week; Beach never missed a night.
But he had missed on the Sunday
after the murder. His fellow bowlers
had inquired and learned he’d left
town. He was a little fellow, only a bit

Blackwell said, “You want to take

over?”
“Gladly.”
Blackwell

addresses.

Kerr hung up slowly without even
thanking him. He told Willard. Wil-
lard said, “Well, now what?”

Kerr said stubbornly, “Let’s go back

”

furnished names and
Kerr called in Sergeant

tside when
a car OR hours they hammered away at more than five feet tall, and he an- out to Staley’s house. :
him. He admitted what they already swered the rest of the description of They went, and they searched it Theodore Carlson, Detectives Robert
again, hardly knowing what they were Schottke, Joseph McManamon and

eet

had proved. But he didn’t budge from
‘is story that he hadn't left the room-
w8-house porch after 7:30; he didn’t
beet in his steadfast declaration that
4 had nothing to do with Sheila's
fath,
Lock him up again,” said Kerr and
The officers

Villard sent him away.
nt out to Kerr’s car and roared off.

the man whom Markham had seen
near the scene of the crime.

Inspector Blackwell said, “We talked
to his father. A nice fellow. He said
the boy left the house the day after
the murder, to go skating, but he hasn’t
come back. And his father found out
he had packed some clothes and taken
them with him.”

Frank Dimperio and sent them out to
interview Beach's father. He himself
tried to verify Beach's prior record at
the New York institution.

He telephoned the institution and
substantiated the record and learned
that Beach's behavior there had not
been good. The institution superin-

47

looking for. Maybe a garment with
some of Sheila’s hair on it, maybe erotic
literature. Anything that might point
a finger of guilt toward Staley.

But they found nothing.

They went back to Headquarters.
Kerr said, “Let's see if he'll take a lie-
detector test. If he won't—”


ALLEN, William, black, hanged at Uniontown, Pennsylvania on Dec. 12, 1901.
(alias Pleas Turbin)

"Uniontown, Pae, 12=12-1901-"illiam Allen was hanged in the jail here at 10:07 a.m. Death
gas caused by strangulation and life was pronounced extinct in 12 minutes, As he ascended
the scaffold he threw back his head and exclaimed:'My Godt! These were his only words. Fully
1,500 people were jammed in the jailyard to witness the execution, The crime for which Will-
jam Allen paid the penalty with his life was committed at the H, C. Frick Coke Company's
works on April 26, 1901, Hirmm McMillan, a middle-aged man, had come from Preston Co.,
Va., in search of work, bringing with him a young wife, whom he had just mrried, They

found temporary quarters at the shanty of one Kenney, and while there the first night William
Allen, a big, burly negro came in and insulted Mrs, McMillan, She resisted, but Allen fore
ced her outside the shanty at the point of a revolver and assaulted her. McMillan attempted
to interfere to save his wife, but Allen fatally shot him in the abdomen, Allen was arrested
tried at the Juneterm and convicted of mrder in the first degree. Since his con iction he
has maintained indifference to his fate, though he submitted to being baptized in the jail
Monday," DAILY NEWS, Pensacola, Flas, 12-13-1901 (1/he)

South Canaan

THE ALLEN MURDER. ~ The murder of Solomon Tice by Peter Allen, which
occured at Bethany, October 18, 1808, and is referred to in the chapter of that
borough, was an event of much interest in the history of South Canaan, aince both
men delonged in that township, and were well-known characters. Mrs Stacy Chimard,

wis a@ girl at the time, says that she can remember the event distinctly and
imoression it made on her when she heard of the tragedy, She knew both the men,
they were frequently at her father's house, Allen was quite poor, and could

to dress as well as the men with whom he asociated, and this gave Tice,

W38 8 great tease, & subject for constant amusement at the expense of his less
ate neighbor, He used to call him “Lousey Allen," and would call out the name
whenever the latter came in sight. j%everal times the men quarreled, but never came

to blows over the epithet, so far as she knew. She remembers that on several oc-

casionus “Vice went uo to Allen wih a snuff~box in his hand, andi snapped it that

the sound would mul illing of vermin. Tice had » way of annoying all the

Mrs Churard was much afraid of him, She says that
the day of the murder her father had been to general training at Bethany, and did
not return until late in the evening, ‘When he came in, the first words he said were
"Lavinia, Tice can't plague you any more," "Why! she asxed. “Because Pete Allen kill-
ed him to-day with a knife." "I think," added Mrs Chumard, as she recalled the cir-

cumstance, “that I was glad of it; for I disliked Tice very much, and did not real~

ize the tragedy which had taken place.


ALLEN, Peter, white, hanged Bethany, Pennsylvania, on February 25, XRXGR 1809.

+ ASD Mea nd aren oR See 2

BRT 2005

The First Murder in the County occured at Bethany on the evening of October 18, 1808,
and the following account of it is from a letter written four days afterward, As will be seen
from a reference to this tragedy in the chapter on South Canaan, the actors were men between
whom a feud had long existed, and the death of Tice was the culmination of a series of vetty
quarrels extending over sever&l years, The letter runs as follows!

Bethany, October 22, 1808,

"On the evening of the 18th instant a horrid murder was committed in this town, A
hattalion of pilitia nad been drilling on the square and in the evening the officers sand
many of the men were together in Miller's tavern, About eight o'clock a trifling disvute
arose between two men, which they inclined to settle by blows, and went into the street for
that vurnose, About = dozen men followed them out, anparently to witness the combat, Solo-
mon Tice, the udered san, is represented to have interfered as a neacenaker, and Feter Allen,
who had taken no part in the dispute, stenned from the group and, with his left hand seizing
Tice by the shoulder, commenced stabbing him with a “nife held in his right hand, and re-
taining his hold until he had stabbed him seven times, Tice endeuvorine to escape and crying
murder repeatedly. On receiving the last and fatal stad, which was in the lower part of the
abdomen and much lacerated the intestines, Tice by great effort, escaped from Allen's erasn,
exclaiming "Iam a murdered man-Allen has stabbed me! Allen immediately threw the knife from
hin and attempted to escave, but was seired and made secure in the county jail, The regi-
nental surgeon, assisted by a young physician, accidentally present, dressed his wounds, but
with no hove of his living, and on the twentieth Tice died. An inquest was held, who charged
Allen with having murdered him, Allen says he is a mative of Connecticut, whence he removed
to New Hamoshire and from thence coming to this county, Dringing one son with him and leay-
ine a wife and four children in New Hamushire, Allen had some time vreviously escaved fron
the jail in this county and was advertised by the sheriff and rearrested by Tice. Since that
time Allen has declared he would have satisfaction or Tice's life, It is not known that any
disnute had existed between them that evening vorevious to the murder,"

Allien was tried at the December court, 1303, and convicted; and on the 1th of

March, 1209, was executed by denuty sheriff, Abisha Woodward, on the oublic square, nearly

in front of the Dr. Roosa property.


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ANDERSON, Alexander, and RICHARDS, Henry, blacks, hanged at Lancaster, Pas, ‘April: 9, 1858; |

"The murderers of the two women at Mannheim, Pa,, are in prison, The LANCASTER EXPRESS.
says: 'Anderson remains unmoved, as he is by far the most ahrdened of the two, and was un-=
doubtedly the leading spirit in the late tragedy. He says that for nine years he never
saw the cherries ripen, having always been in prison at that season of the year. Richards,
the younger of thé two, is much agitated, and sleeps with his head entirely covered up, as
if afraid of seeing the ghosts of the murdered victims rise up before him, When they
were taken out in the ‘yard yesterday to have their photographs taken by Mr, Locher, Richards
trembled so much that thepicture could not be taken until his nerves were braced up with a
glass of brandy. Anderson, however, took the matter quite coolly, consenting to sit only on
condition that he wuld be furnished with a copy for his wife. It is understood that Ri-
: chards has confessed all about thematter, or insists upon doing so, but denied that he took
any part in the mrders, He asserts that he went to the house with Anderson, but did not
know the 'conditions.' While the evidence is strong against him, amply sufficient to con-
vict him, ‘we have no doubt that Anderson, from his well-known ahtecedents, was the chief
engineer of the infernal plot,'" TIMES, New York City, N, Y., 12-23-1857 (5/1).

"Anderson, one of the murderers of Mrs. Garber and Mrs, Ream, has written to Rev. George
James, pastor of the African Church, Strawberry Street, requesting to have his body interred
in the burying-ground ‘attached to the church, Anderson preserves a studied silence in re- —
gard to the mrders, He says he has given a true statement of them in his confession, which
is now finished and in the hands of a person preparing it for publication, It is to be pube
lished for the benefit of his family, who reside in Lebanon, Richards, the other murderer,
takes matters easy. Ee persists in laying the whole blame on Anderson, and does not seem

to be in the least affected by his situation, The trustees of the church refused Anderson's
request. (HARRISBURG TELEX RAPH)," TIMES, New York, 3-19-1858 (5/3).

"ANDERSON and RICHARDS, thenegro murderers were executed here together, at noon, today, for
the murder of Mrs. GARVER and Mrs, REAM. They made no speeches at the gallows. Anderson
has made a full confession, which is to be published, He confesses that they murdered Mrs,
Garver and Mrs, Ream for twelve and a half cents, with which they wanted to procure a pint
of whisky, and that both were drunk when they committed the deed," TIMES, 4/10/1858 (1/5. )

"From the PHILADELPHIA PRESS, Saturday (l-10-1858): Yesterday the negroes, Alexander Ander-=
son and Henry Richards, convicted of the mrder of Mrs. Garber and Mrs. Ream, expiated their
crime on the gallows at Lancaster. The prisoners, at an early hour in the morning, were
making their final preparations for the awful moment, and were spending their few last min-
utes with their spiritual advisers. Anderson was a tall, intelligent-looking mlatto, about
forty years of age, with long, black curly hair and whiskers, and exhibiting the most con-
trition of the two for the murder, He wrote a confession of his crime, and a history of his
life, which, with the execution, is published by H, A. Hockafield, of Lancaster, for the
benefit of Anderson's wife and children, The volumeis illustrated with portraits of Richards
and Anderson, Richards was younger than Anderson, smoothefaced, short and stout. He was
also blacker than his companion, He told different and contradictory stories about his con=
nection with themurder, and generally endeavoring to fasten the bloody deed on Anderson, It
was only after long and tedious endeavors on the part of his clerical friends that he at

last confessed to his share in the horrid deed,

"The morbid curiosity to see the execution was intense, No homes within the vicinity of the
jail were high enough to overlook the walls, but some Yankees had erected a platform on two
or three treetops capable of accommodating some hundreds of spectators, The stand was rent=
ed out to curious individuals at a dollar a head, and, long before the hour of execution,

was crowded to excess by a number of males and a small number of FEMALES, One or two other
rickety contrivances were erected, and rented out at exorbitant prices. The yard leading to
the main entrancewwas crowded by a large number of spectators, eagerly pressing through the
iron gratings. The night previous to the execution both convicts received the holy communior
"ANDERSON was awake all night, engaged in devotional exercises; but Richards slept a little,
In the morning they dressed themselves for their execution, Anderson in white pants and plait
white shirt, and Richards in white pants, shirt and white roundabout, with white gloves.

An affecting scene occurred during the morning, which drew.” tears from the eyes of many


a stern young man, This was ANDERSON'S last meeting with his wife and family,

| “After ANDERSON was notified that his last hour had arrived, he thanked the Sheriff for

/ all his kindness, and after a short interview with Mr. Garber, Mr. Ream, and his father-in-
law, prepared to die. The death-warrant authorized the execution to take place between the
hours of 10 and 2 o'clock, ' The Sheriff was disposed to execute them at 12, and so stated to
the prisoners. But they declared their anxiety to pass through the dread ordeal with as
little delay as possible, and accordingly fixed the hour at ll, or as soon after as possible,
A little previous all the visitors and friends of the condemned withdrew, and their last ;
half hour was spent in close commnion with their ‘spiritual advisers, Their demeanor was
marked and characteristic. ANDERSON was calm, composed and resigned, RICHARDS was also
calm and resigned,
"The final preparations all being made, the prisoners proceeded to the gallows, They
ascended the stairs with a firm step, and by direction of the Sheriff knelt down in their
respective positions, immediately under the hooks which were to receive the fatal cords.
After hymn and pryaer by ANDERSON, and the benediétion by a clergyman, the cap was adjustede
At twenty five minutes before 12 the Sheriff pulled the cord attached to the lever, and the
platform fell instantly and noiselessly, leaving the victims hanging “in mideair. ANDERSON
did not even struggle or perceptibly move, RICHARDS seemed to die harder,
"A few minutes after twelve, Dr. HENRY CARPENTER and Dr, BERG, the sheriff's physician,
pronounced the convicts dead, and their bodies were lowered in their coffins which were
placed in a wagon and drawn to the Poor-House burying ground, followed by four or five hun-

dred persons, including the family of ANDERSON." TIMES, New York, N, Yo, 5-12-1858 (5/2)6


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f ing towards the road, but the shutter was closet and the room quite dark. a ject... Leaving the bodies they went through the dour marked d—blood marka | :_
7; Room 3 contained two beds, a wardrobe, a large chest and a number of smaller being left right in the centre of the door, evidently made by the palm of the |
articles. ‘This room is about {he same size as 2 and has a window also looking ails hand in pushing the door open, as the door opens into room ‘3. Ilaving rifled ~*~
; towards the road, the shutter of which was closed. Stains of blood were found:.!~ room 3, they went through the door (e) into the sitting room (4), and made their }+
- : ou the pillows and sheets of one ‘of the beds, The chest containing the money, <.:5 1 exzit from the house through doors f and a. : ; wi
_ was immediately behiud the door ¢, It was filled with bed-clovhing, dresses and . i: -» INQUEST AND POST-MORTEM EXAMINATION, . iis
other artitles and the money was at the bottom, amounting to about eighty or’. . . Up to 8 o'clock, p. m., Mr. Summy, the coroncr, not haying arrived on the spot, . ,;
ninety dollars, in gold aud silver, the most of it in new fifty and twenty-five cent 6 \ {being absent at Strasburg attending the funeral of his child] Esquire Henry H. es
pieces ; one or two tive dollar gold pieces, several two and a half pieces, and some "“ Kurtz, of Neffaville, under the a'vice of District Attorney Dickey, summoned &
in one dollar pieces. Mrs. Garber bad charge of tho money and Mr. Garber could’ “s jury Fe hold an inquest, ani ordered a post-mortem examination to be made by -
not positiyely say how it was put away, but thought it was wrapped ins piece 168 Drs. 0. B. and KW. J. Bowman. Before, however, the jury returned a verdict, &
of newspaper. The chest had been locked and was forced open. Tho drawers” little aftor 9 o'clock, Coroner Summy arrived, in company with Dra. J. UW. Khlor ~"
of the_yardrobe were rifled and their contents, with those of the chest, were ~ and Jno. L. Atlee jr. of Lancaster, ant summoned another jury, when a thorongh ©
a thrown.qn to the door. At the bottom of the ches! were found several parts of ~ Si exitsination of the wounda were made, (The result of these examinations, which:

newspapers, among which were oue or two pieces of a German newspaperin which “3 -j~-—~>~ corresponded in every respect with each other. appear in the report of the trial}.: :—
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searched the bureau drawers and closet and threw their contents on to the floor.” oe tasdanerd had come to their death by the violence of some person or-persona, + ~
Th door of a clock staudivg on ashelf in the corner of this room was found °?. to the jury unknown. + Be
open, and though not half run dowa, the hands indicated that it was stopped pre-“' ~ From the hour of the sliscovery of the murder, until a late hour of the night, -
* cisely ten minutes before twelve, The clock was going when Mr. Garber left his home ~~ the rooms of the house were crowded, while kuots of people stood on the outside —~
-. in the morning, thus showing that the clock must have, heon accidentally stopped “**: discussing its enormity and unparalleled boldness. Its like was never seen or ~~
| Roepe peg Ro mame ating) i eagalbeo!4 that the” Semtat: wNey have * . heard of by any present. Had the wretches who enacted the awful tragedy =~
. é : 4 fallen into the hands of the excited and exasperated neighhors, summary pan-
bi = MOVEMENTS OF THK MORDERERS. ee ishment would have been juilicted on the spot.
‘, ery gs oe ae doubls murdor are beyond doubt. the two persons -- TE VICTIMS AND THEM FAMILY RELATIONS,
OR arrested yesterday. | Nu unis eyo aw them do the ut oe . a ’ ae
Loy : a chain of sledsaricatece elaine them Bo See en i ee Agta ap ah - The family rolatious of Mr. Garber — of a happy eae Hh : A opr ~ <i
Par i perfect ~'Thoy wer seon in the n ighborhood of the murder at an early bour of iis: ' neatnuss was observable in every part of the premises, which Detokens:! a quie
: the ee —_ en o'slock two persous called at the house of Isaac Kauf-. ‘7. ' rural home, and which bag been ronderod forever dark and terrible to tha momo-
ra eae man, living dirvotly opposite, and stated that they were sweeps an} wishod to wk oS «1 members. The unfortunate victims were advancod in age, +
et ae cleau his chiraueys. Mfr. KR fold thom he had no w i : ik ries of its remaining : t ts
AN i - then ask‘d for eat and moat. Mr. K. oe at oe ca ah ae more than a half century: having passed over their headg, and wero highly re-:
a\x’” had no meat. They then left the house and started across the fields in a diagonal ~~ uott__, -speoted among their neighbors. a
# direction for Garber's house. Mr. Kauffman stood at his door aud watched them ait: 3h: : Mrs. ANNA GARBER Was 55 yeurs of age, and had been the mother of ten ohild- 5
H a, arg” the house; wc could not see na cath from the fact that the door of ren, five of whom, three sons and two daughtory, are living. The others are dead, ..
s arber’s house wis inthe rear and not fronting th ad. op a 4 eS F reese A A
} or six minutes lookiny towards the house, ate ght cao aot laa eee ‘ or, as ‘Mr. Garber beautifully yet mournfully expressed it, his wife is now on the
» time he thought they had got a job, though'ho did not see either of them emerge other side with five of their children, and he is here with the rest; bat he hopes to _
5 from thy chimney. fe thea went to -his barn. Mr. K. is positive that he oan joia her and them in the better laud. Abram Garber, one of their sons, keeps.
arte Ses istics, go ho eeyutinized therm closely whilg-in Ais house. the hotel at Pruitville ; Jacob lives at Lexington an! Samuel near Rothsville, all -.
It is evid: nt then, that the party entered the house at eleven o’clock—no later. : ? : 1 hier, Susan Garber, lived at home ; the other; Mary ES
The next place they were sven, as yet known, was about three quarters of a mile ’ in this county. One ‘ ees asan Garber, lived @ ‘ aay +” ay :
x from the scene of the murder, coming over the fields in a direction directly from [ Ann, is married to Ilcury Reain, whoze mother was one of the murderec victims.
f } Garber’s, and striking towards this city by way of the Litiz turnpike, and within f She lived a few hundred yards from her {father’s house, at the time of the
pate a vi ee. ag pune tak pees ae o'clock, or per- tragedy, but after that she and her husband and two children removed to Garber’s
i aps a little later, and were seen b rs. John Meese, whose descripti 2 - er =
paca exactly with that of Mr. Rentrias, with the addition that neon of hs pathy house, to keep thein coupany, where they still live yee. ee
| had a bunule. Mr. K. cid nat recollect seeing a bundle in the hands of either, ; Mrg. Garber was @ wowan of me iium size, stoutly built, and of unusual courage -_
‘ { Mrs. Meese is positive she can identify the persons she saw pass her houias and strength for a woman, as Anderson’s account of his struggle with her conolu- ae
Ss wy Ri Se THEOKY OF THE MURDER... .- 3 aa - Pr sively shows. She was the daughter of Philip Fink, ard wa. raised near Mill-
1 It is the geveral opinion of these who spent any time: at ‘the house that the: i ws port in Warwick-twij. She was very econoniical, an in‘ustrious and exemplary .
‘ } Fr ects cad thas tna and a eg rt, A = et a (marked, isa housekeeprr, an affectionate mother, and a faithful wife. By attending market, *
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lated and what little life yet remained was destroyed by outting their throata.:/. tract of 22 acres of laud, which her husband had purohased at her Instance, 2@
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Mrs. Euizaperu Ream was 69 years of age. She had left her husband about
nine years ago, on account of his dissipation and worthlessness, and lived with
her son for the last five years preceding her death. Her husband is still living
and resides near York, Pa., but is stilla dissipated and worthless fellow. © Notice
was sent him of tho death of his wife, and the time fixed for the funeral, but he
did not attend! Mrs. Ream, in personal appearance, was not so tall and thinner
than Mrs. Garber. She was greatly esteemed and beloved by all who knew her. .

NEW EVIDENCE OF GUILT DISCOVERED.

On the morning after the murder, officer Baker was notified that the men ao-
eused of the murder had left a number of articles ata placo known as the “ Cot-
tage,” or “Spook House,” near the bridge on the Philadel) ha Railroad about 3
‘mile from this city. The oflicer went ‘othe spot and found a mantilla with marks
of blood uyon it, a pair of ear-rings, and some other articles, tied in. a handksr-
chief, which he took out to Mr. Garber’s, who identifie:! them as his property.

Garber used for wearing to market. That same afternoon, Mr. Kauifman, a near :
neighbor of Garber’s, called at the prison, and immediately identified Anderson
_ and Richards as the men who called at his house and went from there to Garber’s
on the day of the murder. ; a
: TIE FUNERAL OF THE VICTIMS. ‘4 :

The funeral of Mrs. Garber and Mrs. Ream took place on Thursday at 10 o’clock.
The remains were interred in a grave-yard at the Kissel Hill (New Haven) church, |
on the Litiz turnpike, about four miles from the houses. The train of carriages
and horsemen was prubably the largest ever seen in the county ; over four hun-
dred carriages alone were in the procession, and notwit hstanding the solemnity
of the occasion, the excitement among the people, through fear that the guilty
might escape the punishmest so justly due them, is said to have been terrible in _-
the extreme. The feeling of indignation was intense, ard threats were freely
made that the prisoners weuld not be allowed to return to the prison alive, if
they were brought out to havea hearing on the following Saturday, The funeral
discourses were [-reached by Rev. Mr. Menges, of the Lutheran, Rev. Mr. Hoff-
meier, of the German Reformed, and Rev. Mr. Reinhold, of the German Baptist,
whose solemn remarks, added to the painful circumstances of the occasion, and
the unusual prevailing excitement, made the scene deeply and painfully impres- °
The like was never before witnessed in the county.

PRELIMINARY (EARING OF THE PRISONERS.

Saturday morning, the 19th of December, having been fixed upon for the hear. -
ing of the prisoners, long before the hour a large crowd collected in and around ’
the Maycr’s office, and the most intense excitement prevailed, especially among
those from the country. When it was learm d, that, as publi-hed the previous
evening, the prisoners would not be broaght down street (they being afraid
er being mobbed) much indignation was manifested, and the crowd freely ex-
pressed theinselves in favor of hanging the “wretches.” Some of the farmers
froin the neighborhood of tke tragedy declared that .“ hanging was too good for -
them,” and a very respectable gentleman, and of a peaceful and law-abiding repu-
tation, said that they had the wood ail ready to burn the murderers, and intended

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te take them out for that purpose, and thus, “save the county the expense cf try- -

ing them!" Others expressed their apprehension that the prisoners might brecz
jail, or escape through some technicality of the law, and they did this in terms
not very complimentary to the justice of Lancaster County. We learned from
sonversation with sovoral persons (strangers to us) that there was u determina-
tion, among certain partie , to tale the law in their own hands, if an opportunity
was afforded. A namber of citizens tried to reason against such a course,

but the reply generally given was a reference to the details of the fiendish ~

murder and to the precedents of others escaping who, in their oppinion, were
guilty of the crimes charged against them. Finally, when it was certainly ascer-
tained that the prisoners would not be brought down, the majority of the crowd
dispersed, but a large number still remained, half believing that there was some
kind of a ruse attempted upon them.

Tho examiuntion of witnesses was conducted by District Attorney Dickey before
Alderman Musser.

Mr. Conrad Garber, and bis two daughters, Miss Susaa Garber and Mra. Mary
Ann Ream, clad in the habiliments of mourning, with the evidence cf a deep and
overwhelming afiliction stamped upon their countenances, were tho first witnesees
examined, in a general way, and who fully identified the urticles found on the
prisoners and thoso obtained ac the * Cottage” by officer Baker. A oumber of other
witnesses were examioed, whose testimony was substantially the same as afterwards
given on the trial in Court, aud will uot therefore be detailed in this place.” Several
of the witnesses who had not seen the prisoners since their arrest, said they thought
they coald identify tbem, aud Mr. Dickey requested them ta go up to the prison
with himself, tho alderman, aad the Gurbers. ,

IMPRESSIVE. SCENE IN THE PRISON.

We took this opportmniity to visit the prison ahead of the crowd, aod saw and
conversed with Anderson. and Richards in their cells. Andergov appeared to be
very much depressed, bat Richargs seemed to be in a good humor and apparently
unconcerned. In answer to a query whether bis name was Richards or Richardson,

_-ho replied that it was Henry Richards.

The Alderman, District Attorney and witnesses having arrived, they were seated
in the office while the prisouers were brought down stairs and directed to dresa in
the same clothes they had on when arrested. When told by the under-keeper to
como down stairs, they showed considerable trepidation, aud one of them said,
«6 We don't want to go down street!” Being finally dreszed in their sweep’s garb,
they wore brought into the store-room adjoining the office, afd directed to stand
on the side opposite the office door. The witnesses were then tuken in and arranged
themselves in a semi-circle around the prisoners.
them in the neighborhood of the tragedy at once identified them. Mr. Kauffwoo
entered into conversation with them, first asking them if they knew him. Anderson
replied that be didnot. But when Mr. Kauffmna related the ciroumstance of their
coming to his house, and what conversation they had with him, they
such wasthe case. He then, in a somewhat excited manner, went on to relate how
he saw them go across to Garber’s and enter there, and was adding—‘ thea you
steeped your guilty hands in the blood of those poor, helpless women”—when Mr.
Dickey interrupted him and said they were aow clearly identified, which was all
he wanted, sO

The prisoners, as they stood in the store room, were much changed in sppearance
and manner, from what they were when we saw them io their-cella but o few minutos
before—eapecially Richards, from whose face the grinning smile had takeo a sud-
den flight. They stood as if transfixed to the spot, and fearful that a glance ora
word might call forth some suddef vengeance upou their guilty heads.

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" Meh thi ut oe ke if i | eau Qarbe’s dresser. These shoes he left there, taking a pair belouglng to Mrs. Gar
: ee a ie i | | i | / i | l ; ber, which he wore into town, and had ou when arrested.
“ i i) ih ae ue ates ch VISIT TO THE SCENE OF THE TRAGEDY.
UREA Hi HAHA ee Poo LL BE gee ey toa) ae j ; : =
: i i ie intl i it : i aie ees 2 In the meantime the Reporter of The Evening Express had boon pages :
i wh I) , \ . a ‘ *
| il _ I i‘ Hi \ | the scene of the tragedy, aod his very full aud complete account of the mar .
. ih ia | i vat | DAI \ appeared in that paper of the next day, froin which we gather the following a “ue
o a : a al | init s tionlars and description of the scene as then presented to his view: se
OMAN NAAN HA vali ee vit aa : ‘lock in the afternoon an
: a i i ATT ie Nae aH ’ ‘reached the scene of the tragedy about four o’clock in :
_: a : i i ih { iH eat Hit f 4 i . ia albvaat eleven last night, having Spect seven hours and o half * =
ee i i i ae ea a oe ti i building, minutely examining the premises and obtaiuing full particulars 0 :
a hi ial fealhely ne tragedy—one of the most fiendish and cold-blooded in the annals of crime, an
Natty MAAR cal Hh sil MANA UE t, too, committed in the full glare of the mid-day sun. ee
i any Mi i i : iH i ; erin peattion of the corpses presented one of the most harrowing sights eu
hi a Hh A il it ceivable. Stretched cold and ghastly upon the floor ina pool ot page 3g :
i a ait ANE Nt tangled and matted over the face and neck, the skulls fractured in severa tf sia es
i \ i tl : i i Ti andthe heads almost served from the bodies, many of the nearest nelg a :
| va i ae hl TAN </ aexs distinguish’ Mrs. Ream trom Mrs. Garber. The scone was ..
A ase were scarcely able to gu
ot ee il | itt | Ain Ml f ’ go terrible that the stoutest hearts shrank back appalled. - ‘fui and ios oi
ee. fi ut i i este ti ! The scene of this dreadful tragedy lies in onv of the most beautiful _ Pe oe :
— : a i eft eu geotions of the county, on a by-road ‘leading from the old Manheim road to a.
‘ el H ; AAR Litiz pike, about three-fourths of a mile from the villaye of Fruitville on . Se:
3 ik } | Tile THAN Wh former road, and about one mile from tho village of Nefisville on the oe Be cae
ee ae ue 0 \ } high, abrupt hill rises about three hundred yards a ae = eo ee agent
a i, AN : en to view on three sides.: The house of Mr. xaulin . fies os 5,
che i : Ha va ie ein a hundred yards, and the house of Mr. Hoover, the same — at! ae
ul | i | ; | : ’ tanoe directly to the left on the Manheim roal. The house of Mr Ream a b .
/ . i + bout the same distance in the rear of the houae, on the hill, Thus it will be
aes (| | pea that Mr. Garber’s house was in full view of three houses, there gis od
Es. ch ther impediments (except a few trees on the hill near Mr. Ream
| (hi trots oF, Gther Up : : c eather-boarded, recently
Hi ) } - house) to obstruct the view. The house is a one-story weatht onde ohemt
i : - whitewashed, and haa four’ rooms on the first floor and an attic, and staad3 a
i 1s from the road. .
il ue sweaty yetds bs THE PREMISES
WAN it! £ DIAGRAM AND DESCRIPTION OF THE PR ue ° 4 re
i iy NU } The following diagram of the ground floor of pester ik nae) age
Hi | Peck a ect and intelligible idea of the scene and theory of the murder: -
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an cod in length. Under a dresser, near the door lea yard, we ee.
HA Reet | ae ined with blood, with whioh, in the opinion of the examin-
a fet hatchet, the handle stained wi ’ : Und einai! dvescar
Hi : cud ‘sicians, the fractures of the skull were producvd. nder a -
ia | ih I baie pen fo eR corner a pair of old shoes were concealed, upon the heal of one
wich iH ne i i i 4 _ af which were ene of ean Be te aes F while cheat
i beeen ay ee a aad ina a bed,a cradle and a small table. The bodies
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the midile of the semi-ciroulac array, stood Conrad Garber, the husband of ona of.
tno murdered victims, supporting on cither arm ono of his daughters, clad in
mourning garb, their hearts pierced with ao recent, sudden, and terrible sorrow, ~

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while right before them stood the two guilty authors ‘of their grief, the desolators:-:.

of their tate happy home, whom they now probably looked upon for the firat. time, -__,
No word intormed the murderers that their unglain victims stood before them, but
with an instiuot which ever lives in the guilty conscience, they seemed to realize
the dreadful personality os their eyes fell suddenly, from a basty giance at those ~~

sorrow-alricken faces, to the floor at their feet. = a

The identification beiug complete, and a perfect chuin of sivetinnabantio! evidence ;
of their guilt fully established, Alexauder Anderson aud Heury Richards were ,
finally committed to answer the charga of murder at the next term of the Oyer and
Terminer, commencing on the third Mouday of January. pee
While this scene was enactidg within the prison walls, one somewhat different, but -:
not less exciting, was wituessed without. When it was known that tho parties if
were gving up tu the prison, there was a general moving of the people in that —_
direction, and o large crowd was soon collected in front of the prisou gates, among
whom s good deal of impatience and excitement was manifested. Wren they found,
however, that thore was no chance of gaining admittance, they quietly dispersed;
but the tragedy was atill the general subject of conversation among groups of ex-
cited countrymen collected at the hotels and on the street corners late in the day, —

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TRIAL AND CONDEMNATION OF ANDERSON.

The trial of Alexander Andergon commenced on Thursday the 21st of January,
in the Court of Oyer and Terminer, before Judges Hayca, Long, and Brinton, the
- On the Monday afternoon provious, at the open-
ing of the Court, the prrisoners had been brought dowa to seleot their own counsel

They were brought iuto Court bandeuffod together, amid much excitement.

.

When placed in the prisoner's box, thoy were perhaps the objects of «a olosor
scrutiny thao any persons that have ever been in that building, Every seat in the
room wis filled befure the opening of the Court, and many of the audience stood on
tip-toe to get a glimpse of the prisoners, and seemed reluctant to take their seats.
when oridlered to do go by the tip-staves. : i

The scene was peculiarly impressive from the fact that among those present...
gazing with deep and pninfu! interest upon the destroyers of their peace and the -
despoilera of their home, were Mr. Garber and his two daughters, who sat in the
witness box. laces

District Attorney Dickey stated that the prigoners informed him they desired the: _.
Court to assign them counsel. After a short conference with Judge Brinton, Judge -
Hayes assigned Alexander Harris and Frederick S. Pyfer, Esqrs., to take charge of ©
the case, who at onco entered into consultation with their clients, and concluded __,
they would not ask fora continuance of the oase. The District Attorney then »:.
arranged to proceed with the trial on Thursday morning.

At the opening of the Court the large hall began to fill up rapidly, and in afow ~
mivutes was filled to its utmost capacity, many being anablo to obtain geats. In a
short time it was found necessary to station o tip-stave at the door, and. only allow
one person to enter for euch one that went out. In consequence of this arrange-> |
ment the vestibule and stairway becamo densely and uncomfortably growded, Tho _
prisovers were brought in by ihe Sheriff a short time before the opening of. the

TRIAL“‘AND' CONDEMNATION OF ‘ANDERSON. £38

-“- goert and placed in the prisoners’ dock, where they wero “the vbserrcd of ail
3.% gbgervers,”’ and sppeared to be the Jeast interested of any present in the solemn
‘+ geene about to b2 enacted. The Sheriff was directed to bring in Alexander Ander-
‘< - gon, which was the signal for a gencral rising of the spectators to get a gisuce at
“I the prisoner. Anderson walked into the bar in hia usaal sullen and dogged manner*
* and being directed to stand up, District Attorney Dickey read to him the bill of
-'U- indictment, which contained two counts. The first count charged Anderson with
'J¢ the murder of Anna Garber, by cutting her throat with a knife, and the second
with committing the act with o club and hatchet, the nipinece being described with
the usua! minuteness of such ducuments.

The prisgner during tho reading of tho indictment stood unmoved, and auswered

: the questions pat to bim by the cjerk in a firm, emotionless voice.
Clerk—To this indictment, Alexander Anderson, what is your plea, eerie or not

“~gnilty ?
> Prisoner—Not Guity.
Clerk—Alexander Anderson, how do you wish to be tried?

Prisoner [by direction of counsel]—By God and my country.

The prisoner havisg been duly arraigned took his gent between his counsel,
Messrs. Harris acd Pyfer, and the tedious process of empannelliag o jury waa pro-
ceeded with, the prisoner being informed by the court that he had the right to
twenty peremptory challenges and as many more as he could show cause for. The
Commonwealth has no-right of peremptory challenge in such cases.

. The usual questions were put to each juror a3 he camo up—
~ By the Commonweaith—Tave you any conscientious ecruples such ay would pre-
: i you from rendering-a verdict of guilty ina coze where the penalty ts death,
* provided the law aud tho evidence justified suck verdiot f
By the Prisoucr—Iavo you at time formed or expressed un opinion, such ag may

influence your conduct a3 a juror?
Have you any bius or prejudico against the prisoner at the bar?

Do you, then, in every respect,.according to the best of your knowledge snd belief,

~  _ stand perfectly indifferent between the privoner and theo Commouwealth ?

Daring the progress of empannelling a jury, it was fuund that the plan of ‘etting
ia one person a8 Gnother went out, would not work, the “ outside pressure” being
go great ns to overpower the tipstave. After two or three general rushes, iu which
a number gained admittanco, the doors were kept locked.

After eight jarors were sworn the regular pave! wag exhausted, and the Sherif
directed to issue a special venire, Of forty threo jurors called of the regular panel,
“seven were peremptorily challenged, and twenty-eight challenged fur cause. Qne
joror, in reply to the Commonwealth’s interrogatory said that he had some conse
entious scruples, but would have lessin sitting upon this case than ia auy other.

This reply of course was not satisfactory to the prisoner’s counsel and be was
challenged for cause.
vw: At eleven o’clock the special venire of twenty-five jurors, summoned from the

court room, waa announced, aud after the dcfense had exheusted eighteen out of

_ their twenty peremptory challenges, the following persons had been dully quaiified

‘as the jury to try the cause: David G. Swartz, City; Abraham Erisman, Rapho;

Alexander Shultz, Strasburg; Henry Kurtz, East Earl; Abraham Peters, Manor;

. John §. Mellinger, Manor; Joel L. Lightner, East Lampeter; William Kunkel,

ats ae Eden; William Wright, City; Alexander Danner, City ; Martin —— City;
room Emanuel Cassel, Mount Joy.

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id to his office.
they get a line
i? They had
known crim-
ts. They had
of other cities,
on any crimes
The pursuit
»ped town was
They’d picked
murder, held
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2tective Foley.
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‘ught up with

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1 eluded cap-

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lice.
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park suspect
the two de-
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was heading
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Chicago park
adelphia, he
pt in Fair-
selected ten
1 women de-
ery secluded
park. They
every night.
ted to guard
her gamble,
ile Foley and
up the trail

for a month,
ato the trap.
‘atives were
for someone
‘mount Park
And at long
‘e fruit.
i Detective
anly’s office
as Robert
ie Philadel-
t to talking
’ Petrie ex-
yeen in the
h and had
iid to talk
him to tell

cchingly at
1e murder,

d. “T’ll tell
rst, I want
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is terrified.
1e involved

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th and sat
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enter the park. They were heading for
a bench near us, so we decided to move
farther away. We walked to another bench
behind a clump of trees. Suddenly we
heard a terrible scream. We jumped up
and hid behind a tree, but I looked out,
to see if I could see what was happen-
ing.

“It was dark, though, and I couldn’t see
anything. Then suddenly I saw a man
walking toward the area where we were.
He didn’t see us, huddled behind the
trees and shrubbery. He stopped, pulled
a cigarette from his pocket. Then he
struck a match to light it. As he cupped
the light toward his face I got a good
look at it. Then he turned and walked
away.

“I wanted to go to the spot where the
scream had come from, see if anyone had
been hurt and if I could help, but my
girl was in a panic. She pleaded with me
just to take her home fast. So I took her
home. The next morning I read in the
newspapers of the murder. I told my
girl I ought to go to the police, tell them
what I saw, but she was still terrified.
She said if I did, the man might kill us,
too. She wept and begged me not to say
anything. So—I never told a soul, till the
detective talked to me just now.”

“Could you describe the man?” the cap-
tain asked hopefully.

Grant shook his head. “All I saw was a
big, hulking figure. He looked like a
giant. But,” he added, “I saw his face.
T’ll never forget that face.”

“Then, if you saw him again, you’d
recognize him? You could identify him?”

“Captain,” Grant said earnestly, “I'll
never forget that face as long as I live.
I’d know him anywhere.”

Captain Heanly thanked the witness and,
warning him not to talk to anyone else
about the case, he excused him. Grant
gave his address and said he would be
available whenever wanted. So they
finally had a witness. Now they needed
only to catch their suspect.

But another ten days went by. On June
13th, at 7 p.m., Captain Heanly was just
sitting down to dinner with his family
when Foley telephoned. “We’ve located
our man,” he said excitedly. “Shall we
arrest him?”

Captain Heanly hesitated. The impulse
was strong to have the suspect under lock
and key, but it might be better to wait
—give the man a little more rope. “Hold
off a bit,” the captain said. “But keep on
his tail. I'll be in Jeffers’ office. Report
there at frequent intervals.”

Forgetting his dinner, the captain has-
tened over to,the office of Lieutenant
Jeffers and told him the latest news. Then
they sat there and waited. Every hour
or so either Foley or Friedman _tele-
phoned in. Shortly after midnight Foley
called again. “Our man is heading for
the park, going toward the Fortieth Street
entrance,” he reported. “Friedman is right
after him.”

Summoning ll available detectives,
Heanly and Jeffers rushed to the park in
a fleet of cars. Secreting the cars in near-
by streets, they distributed the detettives
in pairs, completely encircling the area in

which pretty Rose McCloskey had been ‘

slain. Then the captain and the lieu-
tenant took up a post from which they
could look down into the hollow.

They had no sooner established therm-*
selves than they saw a huge figure emerge
from behind a tree on the knoll. He started *
to creep down the knoll. Then, appar-
ently changing his mind, he retreated be-
hind a tree. The moonlight lent a sinis-
ter aspect to the shadowy form. It was
grotesque, terrifying.

At that moment a couple, arm in arm,
entered the hollow and sat down on a
bench. “Is that one of our couples?” the

captain asked Jeffers. “If not, we’d bet-
ter grab him before he harms them.”

“No, it’s one of our detectives and one
of our girl clerks,” Jeffers said. “And the
detective is armed, of course. And with
the others hidden close by, the man won't
get a chance to harm anyone.”

As they waited tensely, Foley came up
to the captain and Jeffers. “Friedman is
close by that fellow,” he whispered.
“Ready to pounce.”

“Don’t grab him yet,” the captain di-
rected. “Wait and see if he makes a
move. If he leaves the park, follow him.”

Once or twice the shadowy figure
emerged, stared at the couple on the
bench, then retreated. Perhaps some warn-
ing sense deterred him from making his
attack. A little later he moved away and
left the park. Satisfied that Friedman
and Foley were not far behind, the captain
and the lieutenant returned to headquar-
ters.

Half an hour later Foley phoned in.
“Friedman and I trailed him to his home,”
he reported. “It’s on North 49th Street, He
went in, presumably went to bed. Any
further orders?”

“Wait there till we come,” the captain
instructed him. “We'll arrest the man
now.”

With Lieutenant Jeffers and a squad of
detectives the captain hastened to the ad-
dress given by Foley. Deploying men
around the house to cover every possible

means of exit, he entered the house, fol- |.

lowed by Jeffers, Foley and Friedman.
There was a light burning on the second
floor and the officers went up the stairs
of the old rooming house. As they opened
the doors of various bedrooms, Foley went
to a rear room, looked in, then beckoned
to the others.

“The fellow’s in here,” he said. “Appar-
ently he’s asleep, but he’s fully dressed.”

“All set, then. Let’s go,” said the cap-
tain.

The four men entered the room. Fried-
man found the light switch and turned it.
The captain and Foley grabbed the man
on the bed. Taken by surprise, the sleep-
ing giant surrendered without a struggle.

“Well, Bach,” the captain said, “we’ve
got you again. We gave you plenty of
rope, and you’ve certainly wound it tight
around your neck.”

“I don’t know why you want me,” the
giant complained. “I haven’t done noth-
ing. Is it that McCloskey thing again?
If it is, you’re all wrong. I’m clear on
that.”

“We'll see about that,” the captain said.

Leaving two detectives to make a
thorough search of the man’s room, they
rushed the suspect to the car and to head-
quarters. To avoid night reporters on
duty there, the prisoner was taken in by
a rear entrance and up a stairway to
Lieutenant Jeffers’ private office. There
Bach stubbornly refused to answer ques-
tions.

Captain Heanly sent for Detectives
Petrie and Grace. “Bring in the witness,
Robert Grant,” he directed. .

When Grant arrived he was detained for
a moment in an outer office. Meanwhile
Capfain Heanly directed the 6 foot 7 inch
prisoner to stand in the center of the room.
He gave Bach a cigarette, told him to put
it between his lips. Then, with Foley
and Friedman, one on each side of the
prisoner, he told Jeffers to turn off
the lights. Now Grant was brought into the
room. Handing Bach a match, Heanly
told him to strike the match, cup it in
his hands and light the cigarette. The
prisoner did as he was told.

As the match flared between his cupped
hands, lighting up the face bent above
them, Robert Grant exclaimed in an awed
voice, ‘““I'hat’s him, Captain. That’s the
man I saw in the park.”

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With an angry cry Bach threw the
match to the floor and made a lunge to-
ward the witness as Jeffers turned on the
lights. But Friedman and Foley had a
firm ‘clutch on the giant and he was
quickly handcuffed. -

“What’s all this frame-up?” he snarled,
trying to twist free of the restraining
hands.

“It’s no frame-up,” the captain said level-
ly. “We've got you dead to rights. This
man saw you in the park, right after you
had killed that girl. Now what have you
got to say?” .

“Nothing,” Richard Bach growled. And
he refused to speak another word.

“Perhaps you'll change your mind later.”
The captain ordered Bach locked up ina
cell.

But before he could be taken away one

of the detectives who had remained to

search Bach’s room came in. “Found this
under the mattress on Bach’s bed,” he
Said, handing an object which he had
wrapped in a tissue to the captain.

It was a hunting knife with a long,
sharp blade. The captain examined it
carefully. He detected some dull, rusty
looking’ stains along the blade. He showed
the. knife to the prisoner,

“Recognize this knife, Bach?” he asked.

“Sure I do. It’s my knife. What about
it? Can’t a guy have a knife?” the surly
giant. snapped.

“You used this knife to cut the throat
of young. Rose McCloskey.” It was a
statement, rather than a question.

Bach said nothing. No emotion was visi-
ble in his face.

“And you had it ready for use again
tonight,” the captain went on. “You were
seen in the park, shortly after midnight.
You had your sights set on a couple sit-
ting on a bench—the very bench where
Rose McCloskey and her escort sat the

night you attacked them. Probably an in-
stinct that you were being watched warned
you. Otherwise you would have attempted
to add two more victims to your score.”

Still the man remained silent. Finally
the captain said, “All right, take him
back to a cell. We'll give him time to
think it over. If he wants to talk to me,
you can send me word.”

Back in his office Captain Heanly and
Lieutenant Jeffers mulled over the prob-
lem of obtaining a confession from Richard
Bach. Both Heanly and Jeffers felt rea-
sonably certain that they had the murderer
of Rose McCloskey. And they had the wit-
ness, Grant, to establish that Bach was
seen in that area of the park directly after
the murder. But they wanted to have an
ironclad case.

“Maybe he’ll talk with me, if I see him
alone in his cell,” Heanly suggested.

“That might work,” Jeffers agreed.

“Tll go down and try it.”

As he approached the cell the captain
saw the hulking figure pacing up and down
like an animal in a cage. He entered the
cell and sat down. “Want to talk with me,
Bach?” he asked.

“Captain,” the man began, “can I make
a proposition?”

“What is it?”

~The question was revealing. The cap-
tain shook his head. “I can’t make any
promises, or any deals. If you are guilty
of murder, don’t you want to get it off your
chest?”

The man gazed at him for a moment.
An expression of stolid resignation came
into his eyes, Finally he said, “Well, you’ve
got me. I suppose I might as well con-
fess.”

“Will you sign a statement, Bach? You
know it can be used against you.”

The prisoner shrugged. “Okay,” he
agreed,

He was taken to the’ office and a stenog-
rapher summoned to take down his con-
fession. Then, before Captain Heanly and
Lieutenant Jeffers, Richard Bach  dic-
tated, and signed a confession to murder.
Afterward the captain asked him, “Why
did you kill the girl?”

“I don’t know,” the huge prisoner said.
“I went to the park. I saw the couple
come in and sit down on the bench. I
thought I’a Spy on them. I wasn’t going

‘ to do them any harm. But when I saw

“I picked up a rock. I took aim at
the man’s head and threw it. It hit him
and he fell. Then I grabbed the girl and

In the early hours of June 14th Bach
was taken to the scene of the McCloskey
murder. Detective Foley sat on the bench
where the couple had been sitting. Then,

That morning residents of Philadelphia
read in their newspapers the solution of

and the other incriminating evidence pre-
sented, plus the identification by the wit-
ness, Grant, impressed the jury.

They found Richard Bach guilty of mur-
der in the first degree in the slaying on
January 5th, 1933, of Rose McCloskey and
recommended that he pay the supreme
penalty for his crime.

The defense attorneys made all possible
appeals in his behalf. Each in turn was
denied. On September 22nd, 1933, Judge
McDevitt refused to grant Bach a new
trial and sentenced him to die in the elec-
tric chair, An appeal was made to Gover-
nor Pinchot, but he refused to intervene.
On March 26th, 1934, Richard Bach was
executed in the electric chair at Rock-
view penitentiary.

Hundreds had lined the streets to ex-
press their sympathy when, on January
llth, 1933, the body of the slain young
girl was borne ‘to its final resting place.
There were no mourners fer the monster
of Fairmount Park when his body was tak-
en from the Rockview death house. ¢¢¢

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and they figured he would strike again.
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at 0: girl in her late teen's with a

a islender, full-bosomed body and -

roat had been slashed with a sharp
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ker, Her blue silk blouse was blood-soaked and had been
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“ein bloody tatters. Her gray woolen skirt was up
thighs, and her legs, one with a slipperless foot,
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ever seen—about 15 or 16 inches long and proportionate
broad, The man’s stride was enormous too, aid Schaidl
was-also impressed by the depth of the prints. “The shoes
had sunk nearly an inch into the earth. The man’ with ‘the
“big feet was a very heavy man. Or else he had been
something ! ite Be
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footprints started at the park bench where the red beret lay.
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rise of ground. Beyond this rise was a: path nen

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need her parents con-
sent. She had been see-
ing him secretly—often
in Fairmount Park af-
ter dark—ever since her
mother had asked her
to stop dating the older
man. Rose had confided
in Joan the day before

that she had a date in.

the evening with Drake.

The boy friend, she
confirmed, was an ex-
traordinarily large man
with a quick temper.
“But he and Rose never
fought,” Miss Frank
said loyally.

Jeffers then asked her
for Drake’s address,
which she gave him.
Calling Friedman aside,
he asked the detective
to make a check on
Rose’s friend and to
phone him, either at the
McCloskey’s or head-
quarters, the moment
he had any worthwhile
information.

At the rooming house
where Rose’s boy friend

lived, the landlady told’

Friedman that Drake
had not returned home
the night before. Drake
had told her, she said,
that he had been in-
vited to dinner at a
married sister’s home
and she surmised he
had spent the night
there. She supplied the
detective with the sis-
ter’s telephone number.

Drake’s. sister an-
swered Friedman’s call
and said that her broth-
er had indeed eaten
with her husband and
herself the previous eve-
ning but had left around
8 o’clock, saying he had
a date to meet Rose
McCloskey across from
Fairmount Park.

Friedman called Jeff-
ers and told him what
he had learned.

Jeffers, by then at
headquarters, relayed
the pertinent news to
Captain Heanly, who
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phone. He _ ordered

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Friedman to pick up a picture of Drake afternoon editions of the Philadelphia multiple fracture of the skull, has been

if possible and rush it to headquarters. papers.

Finished talking with the detective,
Heanly turned to Jeffers. “Drake’s ab-
sence means he, too, could have been a
victim of the girl’s killer.”

unconscious since he -came in. His
chances of survival are poor, I’m afraid.
BOUT 5:30 p.m., a call came in for A nurse saw that picture in an after-
Heanly from ‘Philadelphia Presby- noon newspaper and thought he might
terian Hospital. The hospital superin- be your man, although we can’t tell as

Detective Friedman appeared a short tendent was at the other end of the he had no identification of any sort on

time later with a photo of the missing wire.
man and Heanly called in the news re-

his person.”

“This man Drake you ‘are looking Heanly told the supervisor he’d be

porters and asked them to run it on for,” he explained, “may be a patient right out and, asking Detective Martin
their front pages, saying the subject here. He was picked up in the vicinity Foley to come along, drove out to the
was wanted in the brutal McCloskey of Fairmount Park around ten-thirty hospital.

murder. The newsmen rushed the pic- last night. He was out on his feet, wan-

When the homicide officer saw the

ture through and it appeared in the late dering ‘around in a daze. He has a bandaged man on the hospital bed he

DETECTIVE CASES

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me.”

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shadowed Bach to a house at. 287
North 49th Street and would watch
the place until reinforcements arrived.

Heanly called headquarters and in
minutes police patrol cars, their sirens
silent, were at the 49th Street address
and had surrounded the house. When
Heanly arrived he found at least 25
Patrolmen and detectives on the scene.

The place was a rooming house and
without difficulty of any sort the Officers,
guns drawn, burst into Bach’s room.
The giant had been asleep and was
caught completely unawares. He sur-
rendered meekly in the face of the riot
guns and police specials,

Taken to police headquarters for
questioning, Bach admitted being in the
Park and said sullenly, “It’s public,
ain’t it? I take walks in the park like
anybody else.” He flatly denied having
anything to do with ‘the McCloskey
murder, and with great bravado chal-
lenged the police to connect him with
the killing.

As he was being interrogated a de-
tective brought in a razor-like hunting
knife which he had found under Bach’s
mattress,

Getting nowhere, Heanly for a third
time sent for James Brock. Brock again
protested that he could not in good
conscience identify Bach as the huge
killer he had seen in the park the night
of the murder.

Then Heanly had an idea. He placed
Brock in the corner of another room;
had the lights turned out and’led Bach
into the darkened cubicle. As they en-
tered, he offered the giant a cigaret.
Bach accepted it and Heanly lit a match
and cupped it in front of the tall man’s
face. °

As he did so, Brock, from his corner,
cried out, “That’s the man... . that’s
the face in the park . . . that’s him!”

A relay of probers went to work on
Bach. For hours they were unable to
obtain admissions of any sort connected
with the murder. Little by little, how-
ever, they wore the worried suspect
down. Finally, after 11 hours of ques-
tioning he turned to Heanly and said,
“Get these dogs off my neck. I want to
see you alone.”

In another room Bach asked the
homicide captain, “If I tell you what I
know about Rose McCluskey’s murder,
will you protect me from the chair?”

Heany said he could make no prom-
ises, but pointed out that judges some-
times took cooperation on the part of a
prisoner into consideration when Ppass-
ing sentence. But not always, he warned.

Bach then confessed he had killed
the girl. “I wanted her for myself,” he
told Heanly and LeStrange in a formal
statement. His reenactment of the mur-
der later - followed exactly the earlier
conceptions of Heanly, Jeffers, Fried-
man, Foley, Kock and the others who
had labored so assiduously to run down
the sadistic sex deviate. ;

At his trial, which opened on July 13,
1933, he, strangely, repudiated his
signed confession. The jury, however,
believed Bach the first time and found
him guilty of murder in the first degree,

Judge Harry S. McDevitt said his
crime was too heinous for mercy and
sentenced’ him to die in the electric
chair.

The blubbering giant went to his
doom on April 9, 1934, and finis was
written to one of the most painstaking
and brilliant manhunts in the long his-
tory of the Philadelphia police force. *

Editor's Note: The names Joe Ficua,
Peter Holland, Walter Drake, Joan
Frank and James Brock are fictitious.

WHO KILLED THE HEIRESS?

(Continued from page 35)

“Also, what’s this business about the
fried eggs in the desk drawer? Accord-
ing to Harjes’ servants, Lonergan or-
dered those eggs. Where do they fit
into the picture. Then, his uniform is
missing, alibi or no. I say that it’s con-
veniently missing. if we could see that

uniform, we might find Patricia Loner- -

gan’s blood all over it.

“Call Toronto and see if they can
get Lonergan back here to New York.
I'd like to ask him a few questions.”

Kenny was inclined to side with
Captain Mahoney. “I think Lonergan
is telling a straight story about his uni-
form. And so far as the scratches are
concerned, don’t forget we’re still hold-
ing Smythe.

“For all we know, Smythe got li-
quored up and decided to pay Patricia
a little visit. He might have been wait-
ing for her in her bedroom. He’d know
enough about the layout. to find his way

DETECTIVE CASES

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He shook his head. “Estranged. hus-
band murders wife. It’s too easy. I say
we should look into this Smythe and
check for possible boy friends. The
husband-wife deal is too pat to stand
up, to my way of thinking.”

Dye Serves were flown out to
Toronto to prevail upon Lonergan
by ruse or legal means to accompany
them back to New York. The least
which could result would be the op-
portunity to question the flyer about
some of the mysterious aspects of. his
ill-fated leave in Manhattan.

In the meantime, the New York au-
thorities checked carefully on all which
was known of Lonergan’s past. They
discovered that he was born in Canada
of middle class parents, that he had
been a juvenile delinquent, and that he
had suddenly begun to travel in the
highest circles of international society
for some odd reason.

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He crushed her
boyfriend’s skull
like an eggshell,
slit Rose’s
pretty white throat
from ear to ear

by A. C. Dilworthy

AMAZING DETECTIV

AUGUST, 1963. 4


recognized him as Drake at once. The
attending physician said the patient had
been unable to talk, adding, “and I
doubt if he'll ever speak again.”

For several hours Heanly stood by
as hospital physicians tried vainly to
bring the injured man to consciousness.
Once or twice his lips moved but no
words were audible. Heanly, anxious to
return to headquarters where he could
keep his hands directly on all reins of
the manhunt, called Detective Fried-
man and when the sleuth arrived or-
dered him and Foley to keep a 24-hour
watch at Drake’s bedside so as to catch
any words he might utter should he
awake.

Heanly next ordered a canvass of all
Rose McCluskey’s and Drake’s neigh-
bors. A store to store campaign was
also conducted in the area around the
park on the chance someone might
have recognized the giant who had
killed Rose and brought her fiance to
the brink of death.

For days Drake remained in a coma,
his condition improving very little, yet
enough to surprise the doctors who had
all but given him up. Detectives Foley
and Friedman continued their tedious,
bedside vigil.

Sex offenders were gathered up, ques-
tioned and released. All had unbreak-
able alibis.

After a week of futile labor, Jeffers
called his superior and said he had
learned that there was a juvenile gang
in the McCloskey neighborhood led by
one Joe Ficua. Ficua had had “a case”
on the slain girl, but she had ignored
him. On the chance she may have been
murdered for spite, Ficua was brought
in and questioned. But he, and all of
his gang of punks, were able to bring
proof that they had- not been near
Fairmount Park the night of the killing.

Several days later a Peter Holland
was picked up. A vagrant, 6 feet 5
inches tall and of a mighty build, his
police record showed he had been in-
volved in several sex scrapes. When
Brock saw him in the police line-up,
however, he said that Holland posi-
tively was not the man who had lit the
cigaret in the dark.

“Different type entirely,” the witness
said.

Then a hulking man 6 foot .8 inches
tall was brought into headquarters.
Perry had run into several regulars in a
barroom across from the park who told
him a giant of a man they knew as
Richard Bach had been hanging around
the place as late as eight-thirty the
night of the murder.

After Bach’s pickup, his room was
searched but nothing incriminating,
such as a knife, razor or bloody clothes,
was found. And a check of the police
records revealed he had never run
afoul of the law.

Despite all this, James Brock was
again called in and asked to scrutinize
the huge suspect.

“I would have sworn I’d know the
guy’s face again,” he said after the
lineup, “but now I just can’t say for
certain. This last guy might, be the
68

‘man, but | can’t honestly make a posi-

tive identification.”
After this there was nothing left for
the police to do but to let the big fellow

go. ;

EEKS passed and no new leads

were uncovered. Then on March
10, 1933, Walter Drake came out of
his death-like sleep.

“What happened last night?” were
his first words. “Where am 1?” With
puzzled eyes he looked around the hos-
pital room.

Captain Heanly was called and he
gathered up Lieutenant Jeffers and the
two sped to the hospital. They were
warned there’ that at this point of
Drake’s recovery they should not tell
him of his fiancee’s death or it might
bring on a fatal relapse.

When questioned by the officers, —

Drake, who had no idea of the long
passage of time, told of taking Rose to
the park, sitting on the bench, holding
hands and discussing plans for their
future together.

“Then something seemed to burst in-
side my skull,” he said, “and I wake up
this morning and find myself here. Did
I have a stroke or heart attack or some-
thing?” : ’

The detectives reassured him that no

FIGHT CANCER

With A Checkup

And A Check

such thing had happened and that he
had been attacked ftom behind and
knocked out.

“But Rose,” he cried, “is Rose all
right? I want to see her right now!”

They assured him Rose was fine, but
that his condition was such that the at-
tending doctors-would not let him see
anyone except the police at this time.

“The only reason we are allowed to
talk to you,” Heanly explained, “is that
we're out to catch a slugger before he
can hurt anyone again like he has hurt
you.”

Informed the patient could talk no
more at that time, the officers left. Sev-
eral days later Drake was told what had
befallen his sweetheart, but try as he
would he was unable to give the police
any leads to her killer.

With Drake on the way to full re-
covery—and having told everything he
knew—Detectives Foley and Friedman,
his guardian angels during his long
sleep, were assigned full time to the
case so Heanly and Jeffers. could work
part time on other crimes.

Several weeks later, Foley called
Heanly and sdid he was in a phone
booth ‘in Pennsylvania Station. “You
know that big guy Richard Bach who
was picked up in the McCloskey case?
Well, I happened to spot him on the
street and tailed him into the station.
He bought a ticket to Chicago!”

“How you set for dough?” the homi-
cide captain asked.

“I got a hundred and ten on me.”

“Okay, follow him and we'll wire you
more at the Morrison Hotel out there.
Don’t let him out of your sight,” Hean-
ly admonished.

Three days later Foley called his su-
perior from Chicago and reported Bach
had given him the slip. Heanly told the
detective to remain in the Windy City
and to try to run him down. ‘He
shouldn’t be too hard to spot, big as
he is,” the captain said. “You also know
the kind of joints he frequents.”

Not another word was heard from
Foley for eight days. Then he called
Heanly again. He said a woman had
been attacked in a Chicago park and
her description of the rapist matched
that of Bach exactly.

“Continue to try and find him until
we give you the word to return,” Hean-
ly ordered.

After another week passed without
the Philadelphia sleuth getting a line on
the suspect, he was called back home.

When Foley returned a council ‘of
war was Called and all officers who had
worked on the McCloskey case attend-
ed. During the pow-wow, Captain Hean-
ly finally said:

“Bach is a born and bred Phila-
delphian. As such he’s bound to return
home. Maybe he’s here even now. Also
he’s a compulsive rapist, and public
parks are his hunting grounds. Here’s
my idea, we'll stake out Fairmount with
police couples and see if he rises to the
lure. It’s one of our last cards and we
might as well play it.”

His fellow officers agreed it was worth
a chance and nine plain clothes men
and nine police women ‘in street attire
were) placed at strategic points in the
park to pose as courting couples. Super-
intendent of Police LeStrange enthusi-
astically approved the ruse.

From darkness until midnight for a
week the armed couples played the part
of lovers, but nothing happened until
the evening of June 13th.

That night Captains. Heanly and
Kock and Lieutenant Jeffers, all of
whom had worked so untiringly on the
case, were asleep in the park guard-
house when they were awakened by
Detective Friedman.

“A park guard by the name of
George Petrie just now spotted Bach
watching one of our plants from behind
a tree near the hollow where Rose
McCloskey was killed,” Friedman re-
ported.

“Let’s go,” Heanly said, and gave
orders for a surrounding action on the
suspected killer.

When the police and guards con-
verged on the spot, however, Bach had
disappeared. Something had warned
him away. 2

A few seconds later, however, a park
guard dashed up. He said Detective
Foley had seen Bach leave through one
of the park exits and was on his trail.
- Not more than 25 minutes passed
when the telephone in the guardhouse
rang. It was Foley. He said he had

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1971


in my way to the Sloop I went into Saddlers shop after some descorce
I found his name to be Benedick Davis a notorious rascal I had often
heard He asked me if I wanted to get work I told him know he said
he had some work engaged more than he could do as I was naturally
inclined to be busy I went to work at carriage harness I soon used
up his shew thrd. [thread] as I could do no more I took supper with
him and then went to the sloop but could not get lodgeing aboard
I went to an inn to lodge

Saturday 3 I assisted in loading & at half past 4 oc we started for
Newyork the. wind being against us we made but little headway
untill Nine when it came in our favour —

Sunday 4 We arrived at New York about eight oc I went Church
wrote to my Bothe[r] George!

Monday 5 At 9 oc. in Morning I went aboard the stage boat at
Whitehall slip for South Amboy I arrived there at 2 oc. in afternoon
I went to the ferry house stayed thare untill the next morning at
4

Tuesday 6 I started in the stage for Borden[town] - - - mbury took
breakfast arrived at - - - 1 oc. in afternoon went aboard the sta[ge for]

Wedne[sday ] 7 Philadelphia at 2 oc. there was little or - - - I arrived
at Philadelphia at 5 oc. in the mor{ning] — from Newyork to
Philadelphia costs 3.00 c[ts] 1 50 cts from Newyork to South Ambo
45 Miles [by] carriage from thare to Bordentown 40 M[iles] land
carriage from thare to Philadelphia 30 M[iles] by water It was a
rainy day. Fattended upon the Market wen[t] about the City &c.

Thursde[y] 8 I got my trunk & box into James Culverson[’s]
waggon for Pittsburg at 6.00 cts pr. C wt. I had — wt. of bagage I
forgot to mention that I bought a Scoch hone of Wm Zane 3d Noth
Street No. 53 at 25 pr lb

Frida[y] 9 hare was three men hung for Piracy opisite this city
on the Isleand. I went to the wharf & saw them Executed.

Saturday 10 at about twelve oc. We started for Pittsburg about
2 oc. & at night we put up at Miller’s Inn 9 miles from Philadelphia.
We proceeded on our journey as far as Downingtown 30 miles from
Philadelphia

Sunday 11 I was unwell troubled with a colic & disintery however
Wwe proceed on our journey traveling in this country on Sunday is
common. I wrote Emanuel Russel from Waggontown about 4 oc in
the afternoon the Waggoner was stoped by a justice of the Peace
for traveling on the Sabbath day & fined 4oo cts for traveling & 75
for takeing an oath. We proceed on as far as Hamleton’s tavern 19
miles from Lancaster & 43 from Philadelphia and there put up the
Night


Cee Se ee

HE conference was routine. It

was the kind an assistant district

attorney has with a member of

the county detective force to

discuss the merits of a case or
the state of the criminal court
calendar.

Harry D. Heanly, captain of the
Homicide Squad of the Philadelphia
County Detective Force, was in my
office going over affairs when a tele-
phone call came through for him. It
was Captain Koch of the County
Park Guards on the wire.

I was going through some papers,
paying no attention to the conver-
sation until I caught a rising in-

flection of incredulity and horror.

in the captain’s voice. ‘What’s
that?” I heard him shout into the
mouthpiece. “Say it. again.”

“Bit her artery open,’ I heard
him repeat. That brought me
around in my chair and just as
bolt upright as the captain was. He
was holding the receiver in a vise-
like grip, his grey eyes staring
wide in disbelief.

When the captain finally con-
cluded his conversation and turned
to me, he was just like the man
who has been knocked down with
a feather. The telephone report
from Captain Koch actually left him
limp.
“What happened, Harry?” I
urged, leaning across the desk.

The captain shook himself before
he answered me. It was as though
he wanted to make sure of his sur-
roundings. “Koch reported find-
ing the body of a girl in Fairmount
Park. She’d been murdered.” Here
the captain paused for a minute and
then added: “And Koch says her
throat was bitten open and the
blood sucked from her artery.”

My face went white. The sheer,
stark horror of that statement
seemed to drive all the blood from
my veins—made them run cold.
“Repeat that,” I ordered.

Harry did as though he couldn’t
believe it, and then went on: “Koch
said William Schaidler made the
discovery. He was returning to
the Strawberry Mansion Guard
House from his beat in the park,
which parallels Girard Avenue
from 34th to 40th, when he de-

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cided to ‘take a shortcut, going
across the knoll at 40th and through
the gravel: pit.

“When he got to the bottom of
the knoll, he stumbled over the
body of a woman. Turning to in-
vestigate, he saw at once that she
had been murdered and—” here
Harry hesitated again, as though
catching his breath—‘he says that
her throat was ripped open and
that blood had been sucked from
the wound.”

A shudder ran up my spine, and
my mind leapt to the awful effect
a story like this would have on the
city of Philadelphia and the impli-
cations in the whole affair for the
district attorney’s office. The coun-
ty detective force is a part of that
office. We would eventually take
a hand in the case, and I decided
right then that I would follow the
thing through from the outset.

“But are you sure that Schaidler,
the park guard, gave an accurate
report of: this?” I asked. \

“You know Schaidler, chief,”
Harry reminded me. “He is com-
pletely unimaginative and thorough
about his work. His reports have
never been challenged.”

The captain hit the desk with a
massive hand. “I’d better get out
there in a hurry,” he said. His'‘whole
facial expression changed; pulled up
in a tight knot of anger and ex-
citement,

“Wait!” I called to Heanly, by then
half-way through the door. “I’ll go
with you, but first I want to tell
the boss about this and then get Dr.
Wadsworth to go with us.”

I knew that District Attorney Kel- ,

ley would be vitally interested in
the case, and I wanted to make
sure that Dr. William O. Wadsworth,
chief medical examiner of Philadel-
phia County, and an international
authority on criminology, had the
chance to view the body-as it was
discovered. 5 TL

R. WADSWORTH seemed lost in
another world as: we drove to
the park. All of us, Captain Heanly,
County Detective Abe Friedman and
myself, were quiet, our minds
aflame over the angles to the case.
Finally Friedman bubbled over.

VAMPIRE’S |
TEETH

BY
COLONEL

VINCENT A. CARROLL,

JUDGE OF COMMON PLEAS COURT, Phila.

He couldn’t keep quiet any longer.
“How the hell could Schaidler tell
whether someone cut this dame’s
throat and drank her blood,” he
demanded. t .

“Let’s wait until we see the body,”
Dr. Wadsworth advised Friedman,
adding: “Have you ever heard
about vampires?” ;

“You mean—” Friedman struggled

over the question until the doctor -

filled in for him.
“Yes, that’s right,” he supple-

mented. “The vampires we read -
about. -who roamed the world at*

night, coming out of their graves to

kill women and children by sucking ,

thé blood from their necks.”

“I’ve heard about them, doc,”
Friedman admitted, “but I don’t
go for that stuff.”) He puffed vig-
orously on his cigaret for a minute

and turned around to Dr. Wads-"

worth. “Doc, you don’t believe
there’s any such thing as that
to this case, do you?” he’ asked
anxiously.

The - doctor. shrugged his shoul-
ders.- “There is'a slim chance, a
very remote ,one,” he admitted
evenly, “that this is the case of the
rarest form of sex perversion known
to man: that of a person who obtains

.satisfaction by drinking the blood

of a woman from her jugular vein.”

“But doc,” expostulated Heanly,
“T thought that sort of stuff was a
myth or tall story.”

“The story of the vampire, the
most awesome of all demons of the
earlier centuries, stemmed from
White Russia and the Ukraine,
where people believed that. a dead
body arose from the. grave to suck
the blood of sleeping women, who
died while the vampire drew nour-
ishment from their blood.

“However,” the doctor continued,
“the definition of the vampire has
undergone a change. The man of
today who is possessed by the desire
to suck the blood from women is
called a vampire. He does this by
either biting or cutting the artery
of his victim. It is the strangest
sort of perversion known.” =< —

We all gave way to our feelings
as the doctor finished his expla-
nation. I was actually. speechless,
and I could see Captain Heanly’s jaw

of.

. Richard Bach, who managed
to throw Philadelphia detec-
tives off his trail in Pittsburgh.

Helen Coyle, close friend of
the murder monster's victim,
aided police in solving case.

Rose MéCloskey (above) who
little realized that she had an
appointment with death.

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black. That’s all he remembered. He
said he knew of no earthly reason why
anyone would want to harm him or Rose.

Several more weeks went by, and it
was beginning to look as though the

‘fantastic case of murder in a park in

the heart of Philadelphia might go into
the limbo of unsolved murders.

Then one day a middle-aged man
showed up at Police Headquarters, and
said he’d come there because of a dream.

This was his story: He’d been in the
park the night of the murder. And, while
he was sitting on the bench with a wo-
man, some instinct suddenly caused him
to turn around. He saw, hovering be-
hind the bench and moving closer, a

‘great, giant-like figure with-a pair of

piercing eyes.

When the giant saw that he had been
observed, he quickly sprang into some
thick foliage and disappeared.

Shortly afterwards, the man and his
woman friend heard screams. Terrified,
they fled from the scene.

He had read ‘about the murder in the
park the next day and realized that he
ought to go to police with the story but
he didn’t want to involve the woman who
was out with him that night.

But then one night he’d had a dream.
He had seen the forbidding face and
figure of this brooding giant. And then
the murdered young woman. looking ex-
actly as her picture in the paper, had
come before him and pleaded with him
to tell the police about her killer. . '

Ordinarily, the police might have
been disposed to pay scant attention to
such a bizarre tale. But now they lis-
tened with deadly seriousness. They
didn’t even scoff at the part about the
giant. . . ‘

They had every reason to believe that
he existed. In fact,, from the man’s
description of the giant police knew
they had talked to him. He was tower-
ing, angular-faced, six-foot-six, Richard
Bach. Police had picked him up along
with dozens of other park loiterers
whom they had taken into custody when
the murder case first broke. But there

hadn’t seemed to be any more reason to
hold him on than any of the other sus-
pects and so they had turned him loose.

Now, police arrested the young giant
and informed him that he had been seen
in the park near the murder scene at

the time of the killing. He immediately.

broke down and admitted that he was
the murderer.
What was his motive? — one of the

strangest in the annals of crime. Feel-

ing himself to be awkward and unap-
pealing, because-of his extreme height.
and having no girl of his own, it infuri-
ated him to see a couple petting.\The
sight of a beautiful girl drove him
frantic.

The night of the killing had been
warm and spring-like. and had brought
sweethearts out into the park in droves.
It had filled Richard Bach with,a mur-
derous frenzy. He had simply picked up
a rock and attacked the first couple in
sight. Rose McCloskey: and her fiancé
had, by unlucky chance, been his vic-
tims.

Bach was tried bya jury, and sen-
tenced to death. He was electrocuted at —
Rockview Penitentiary. . :

Epitor’s Note: /n order to protect a

person who is innocently involved in this
case, the name Roger Crandall is ficti-
tious as used here. THE END

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found, in jheir porscss! f blood-on the heel [shown ; : .
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TRIAL AND CONDEMNATION OF RIOIARDS.
f
the annals of crime I[t was perpetrated in broad day—in
peaceable community, and upon two helpless and aged
time, of all protection, He differed with Mr. Ilarris who advanced the idea that a
Majority of the people of Pennsylvania were oppased to capital punishment @ the
continued existence of the law on the statute book disproves it; but with that the
jury had nothing to do; aa matter what the community may think, the law muat be

the midst of a quiet and
women, deprived at the

@xeouted. .
_.. His Honor,referred ta the position of Mr, Harris

rete » counsel for the prisoner, and AA
said ke wag enti{led to much Gredit for the faithful manner in which he had dis. ‘te
» gharged the duty assigned him by the court. It would bave been a seandal to : ~#38
have allowed these meu to go to trial for their lives without counsel, they not hav- fa
ing the medas of preparing for a defense. The counsel in thiscase had uct volon- :
teered their services, but merely acted at the request of the court, who felt it to be :
their duty to ageign counsel. The Judgo then laid down the law and reviewed Oe, a a fl
testimony, eG . ie
peiappdebte 83% THE VERDICT. . 4s
.: The jury. retired a few minutes before six o’clack on Thorsday evening, and after .. ae.
: 40 absence of about ten minytes returued with s verdict findiog the prisoner “‘ourlty : af
of murder in, the figat, degree.” At the reudition of the verdict we could not observe ie
that the prizqger,evjuced much emotion. [le preserved the same immobility of fea-

ture that characterized him, throughout the day.
‘the trial did we oWserye,. nay thing like emotion:

Bat twice daring the progress of
~band of._tb¢ ,myre ered , Woman, tremblit

once when Mr. Garber, the hus.
igty took from his neck the one half of a
cravat and-compared jt with the half found in the possession of the prigouer; and
again, when pudge Tayes.in bis charge, alluded to the fiendish maligoity which.
prompted. the cuttigg of, the vietim’s throat from ear to ear, when she bad already }
received morial wounds, Upon hoth these occasions, hig countenance was expres- :
sive of remorse, und tear

8 stool in his eyes. He soon, however, assumed his
wo.:ted look and reinvsed into the sam

@ stolid indifference ; indicatiag, that he was
eithor, 4 man, totally devoid of feeling or possessed of uerves lika iron. ~ After re
the rendition of the verdict the court was adjourned and the immense throng of “
people who had been in attendance d

uring the whole day, quietly took their de- i
parture. S»grent had been the excitement, aud so large the crowd in attendance =

i
upon che trial, that at one time the Janitor was freely offered fifty cents a bead ;
for admission into the court room , ;

x

ot) eM. Ga aige tgs it, ue

' PTRIAL AND CONDEMNATION OF RICHARDS.

On Friday morning Henry Richards, or as he is sometimes calle
son, was also formally arraigned for che murder of Mrs.
plead not guilty and placed himself upou his count
was experienced in procuring

1, Houry Richard-
Anna Garber, to which he
ry for trial. Greater difficulty
a jury in this case thau in the former one. Out of
{huttwo jurors were chosen. Tho sheriff was theu requested to
issue a special venire for forty-eight, returnable forthwith. Ont of this number

yet one to be supplied. Another venire for twelve

n called, impaneled ‘The jury as selected
Henry Martin, Rapho; Aaron {L Summy, Marrietta; Lowig -
Thomas W. Mayhe

WiiangeAS ten

oe nO ee rpee

ge eat MD em il

(2

ae

I aba Rock and Phil'p T. Sheaif, a¥ of
+ e2 pt Brie opt a. .8 4 “
‘the case on behalf “of the’ Commonwen

Psy ee Lt

Mr. Dickey opened

ee ngeeticon gy mn. 5

ith by reading the in- 45,
portions of tho testimony ha should
Here, as in thé former ‘case, ho alluded to the enormity of the
y of jurors to yindicaute the outraged luws. Ho had no feeling in
but as un oflicer of the Commonwealth, aworn to discharge his duty

© home to the guilty parties, -
Fh > t
= ;

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r s ee ey et amen Mie re a
ay some, RE = eo  ecuees ee = 3 ee. Hl * #
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i = ,
TRIAL AND CONDEMNATION OF ANDERAON. ol ag ,
. * HE MANHEIM TRAGEDY ;. i... :
+ V4 a

laid together and provea tu have been

; cut apart, the bars matching: ;
: ko had cut them apart and hemmed them for him; the phn mo be

to the jary, defining the crime of murder, av yess tly ad = of it was in the Mayor’s office. .
: indictment to , to prove Mgies- was not cross-examined, i
the bill of a by which the Commonwealth eee Sait opening Was his yi to suppress hie feelings proving achat Sarkis: 2 the efforts of
ing the gee id tragedy upon sci en OR oe inted to the and bis whole countenunce expressive of the keenest m “ie era se oo
fasten the guilt of the horr f the train of circumstances which poln ental suffering. Im our
: rration of t=

sg clear and concise of

5 whole experience i imi P
‘ ee PS He said it was r P 8 a criminal court we never witnessed a more affecting scene, or
is companion
t the bar and bis

or the Commonwealth, by reading
briefly narrat-

i ad the case f
jatri toraey Dickey then open
sao et their case and

aie ace upon the prutality and oe ke would leave no doubt say at , be aiidasvoriag page hee cele in A bite a
Saeed! by laying the — eprctee guilt. é “4 wuiae ce reese nce ance Sn eer Semen ; she identified 8
ne mind of aennune ment MOPTQMNONWEARTI =| Sata lola von re te nr te autine eat i's
TE : - he assisted a i \ it away: eee : : I ch wero not on it when she laid

pe. Jouy truer jr. was the SE TOTS wands there were {005 ATE | wittean was crose-ezunined ato tho ani ole he lit This.
tem examinatio®, the skull wa broken tn tot driven home with great foroe; tate » ton ae clock in the afternoon and was not the first to discover the murdar.

wounds on the ad with the pole o

, Coroner, testifled that the batchet [ex
ficient to pro

: hibi
premises of Conrad Garber about tev o’clock ; .e

might have peen inflict

-euttin
e would have been su :

done with some sharp clean

eaten mere * «1%

‘ + Fab i *
, Pee prt es en awe.
en, SN IEE bie

i u A.
duce death; the throat was ee oe th Seid
Se eas cre was blood on the bandl d
; 3a i on the pole: wit . é Oondle an
this alow ir down to the bone; had — dj been out after they were sae bly be Baten ae ar “sary it over to Mr. Dickey soon after it came into bis pow-
parent's RG his 0 ‘pion was that their throats ree the room where they were found; E Linkousk <spe atill appeared on the handle.
a ae hat thay had then been drag e ee ald produce such wounds us were villas rele Gerber a ives wt the cross ronda in Manheim township, about three +
. se aieset Wes produced which (se wiper ced setae podies lying athalf past Qa'clock, St DS house on the morniug of the murder,
a hatcbet W h the murdere = found the bodies : : :
lis of bot ‘aation: he foun Henry L., L. ti . .
mee UB a assisted ia the oe ee cok combined five sabre / onthe sla Ppa che “A ut i betws ond Mivetde ahont 9} o’clock
Dr. Be ee ae eas. the wound 10 shed the wounds 0 q ; ; ey ae ul ball way between the Manhei ad re
: at ie osition; t : lescribe : —going townrda } ee : : jerm road and Litiz
ot eae | sega t have produced death ae oe dantly been made with a ~~ t “ eachtive ries ir erin hey ware coming from the direction of Mr. Sharp’s ;
either uf W - ee et Atice, one of which eer : sinion, with club. The we i reece a ial eta -s ay" “1 the men be met. : ;
ee omens * justrument, aan ee pense instrument: = i ae bee on the old Mauheim peek hike toecee 2 cnn on The morning of thY mente
rom «ome aa itch a clean ¢ Bias identl rom . - : mag 8 Gurber’s; it was nh utlO o’glock i
: ; o made #1 : was evidently ae morning; the a : . o’olock in the
in the Gre" co Tt the blood oa the wall and ee ted by a blow from bebtgts road Seaee. Were about 1} miles from Qarber’s ; passed Emanuel Keller on the
ag. age ogee head, which must have geet act of trying to open ere : EMANUEL ariouds Pigtinces Sean ret ene ot ie mee
on ihe aes that Mrs. Garber was ery oN Mt of «his TOOT into the ~~ ae ae = ey: Rc . hes peiwees 9 and 10 o’clock on the raorning of the
7 whe bs ¢g 2 ; 4. ’ 4 : t 1 7 ~* ¥
padi Sea a out-cry; she was oa be i of Mrs. Ream was found lying dently direction of Mr. Garber’s- was wo “ting ME alone, ee vaueie road, in tie
den oes dies were found. The ouy dg upon the neck and head, evi shal Was wcaisice 400 ; 3 working in a quarry which is located close to the
whers the ad gition, aud bad similar wounds t po : } Witkisa tenis 6 Ander-ou was one of the men who pussed :
tnae at o8 ’ et ' . 3 —Sa igo ‘ =
game anes same iastruments. her, deceased, was noxt called, and oer Prige te, 8 going in eget ae ws ye ee on the public road, about 1} miles from and
Tee ia beeaeh the husband of Anna wae det silence in the court as ae = ‘heme $8 oLck Mr. Garber's; he way in company with another man; it wae 7
anil . found and impress : ing, and fT ; : x |
: ea a a profoun ear ad ju the moruing, JACOB :NCK— : :
his testimony amid a p ool health at 51x rn) clock che withees here became 80 Re Lawrencv—Corroborated the testimony of the previous witness: he was
ne left hia wife at hae si found her murdered ; { “ rhe bodies were iv the ; a : c) — of Mclibenny when they were there ; 2
me reg in the efter tee iS. ceeding Acos Stumr—s igone : oe <<
ene BS a eat he had grevt difficulty nf ae as pried he came home and first morning of or bere oa one enmen at Pr.itville (Noodtedoorey) on the ,
much meio" ae when the doctors examine! | he house, the furniture as olad on about } of a mile from there ey were going in the direction of Garber’s—which ig
Pp 2 HOSLIIO ; : sition 0 os tae ; ‘ ;
: pee m; be then described the pestis ' [substantially the game as de papa } Bele Ovene.. cece thi dhe ae
pete . answer to the District geet Pe kept ber money was Br ben much | the morning of the murder aud left pts or tie des ua ee
pload, 10 in which his wt ° exactly ho : ; : » going in the direction of Garber’ He, i :
hy he obest in ¥! z . ould not say ‘ company with Re Se : | 8, e, in i
} mere on Binge the oor; moucy Fee cad sho told him sbe oT ae aise Sauyelt Merit water eo ie he Toth of Dea moraiog:
contents 8 ae sefore she Was mu i‘ iy 2 she koptl ' ag = af on the morning of the 1ith of December And
time before American coin; 8 -*< son and Richards oame to his | ae See
ghe bad, but some «eid and silver, Ame found on the floor; +S game to his house, near Garber’s about a quarter before el
4 ey was in go" t: thig howl was found of aid did o’olock ; saw them go away straight j facia — j
$100; all the mone, bow! set in the chest; which witness 8% ; } ee ne &g y ghtin the direction of Garber’s house; saw th :
; aper in & bow? > board was here shown, “++ sed gud identi- ' , 80 within eight feet of the kitchen d 3 88) em aa
up in & newsp 1 under the cup 08 here exhibited a fi i. oi oor, when the corner of the house hid them F
: jd shoes found a . ‘Wy: the money was ‘ ay mterest ; Om bis view; nbout one o’olock, two ho ft h . :
pair of aaah member of bis family ; dit by marketing to p murder: went d : urg after they left, he first heard of the - ’
pot belong to 2By iy affected] had saver ear before and waa | ’ over an foaud the women murdered and -the house i fusion: :
See P tness deeply . = terest the y . ‘88W a olub at : / a confusion
fied; hie wile {wi ee bought; she had paid this ~ he placed nothing but specie lness i : anding by the door of the kitchen, where the women were lying: wit. 5
on some lund . me same parpose for this year; . a, identified several artiolea er ives @ “erring yards from (larber’s. ‘ ;
; or the : ber ne ” h “4 copy of the di i area
pene. ~~. apart for this purpose ; ho ape gee found at the Spencers { H y fe cot i Sulaer re eg exhibited to witness and Jary. J ¥
end new & jsoner’s possessl as his wifes & i ti , : st he made this diagram from an exami ; :
‘ tole had bees in the prise hig own, others as 0 on of the premises on the ; real
ick bad a ay as % evenin e ;
sik sat handkerchie!s, — Bape to market he also identi gesting incident attached are correct. F A, a Meret had thet the explanstions i
; ng cravsts ia aoe ced to we P n :
ites t es his wife aero © anally impressive an : re - My. Kauffman, r : : : '
tees gaat of ihe examination an green) he said it a us = wor at ’ — to the diagram, explained the position of the dead S ;
42 this &t : iack barre : how it; ’
aggurred. hang @ pedigree neok, remarking that would # | |
pit ec ao
qaaded te take tne an }


“THE MANHEIM, TRAGEDY

at part of the house the club and pools of
ried to ® son of Mrs. .
Mrs. Ream,
Shortly

“34 podies on the floor, and designated in wh
-) Wood were found.
Many ANN ReEAM—® dsag
, Beam, one of the murdered
* Jeft home about 9 or 10 o'clock, for the purpose
“* pefore one o'clock she went overt aad found her ao
gave the alarm. She lives about three hundred yards from Garber’s. The murt-
dored women were jying in the room adjoining the kitchen; the window was not
a hoisted, but the carpet Was shoved together. On the ateps, in the kitoben, there
deal of blood ; can’t sav if the podies were moved;
They money was kept in the chest iu a room adjoining the one Ww
were lying; there was 8 clock is thy next room {marked din dingram.] ;
was stopped at 10 minutes of 12. here was blood on the window, 0B the bed
glothes ard on the articles thrown out of the hureau. The bodies remained io the
game position she saw them ati! the doctors came.’ There was nearly one hundred
“~* dollars iu money in the chest, ia American balf aad quarter dollars and- ing d.
‘* TPhe witness here identified articles of clothing taken from the house and found in
ogseasion of the prisoners. | She also identified o pair of ear rings belonging t?
shich was written the name of her sister.

4

“Per gister, aud which were ia a box on W
"Wary Mease—lives about 500 yards from
the old Manheim road -to Litiz pike, gud testified that she saw
Richards between 12 and 1 aolock, on the day of the murder.

bundle and they were coming from the direction of Garber’s.
QEonGs Doenn—Was working on the 15th day of December aboat
. from Nefisville, near where the road comes in from the Manheim road tot

- : and saw Anderson and Richards going toward Lancaster. It was abo
--* Anderson Was holding something under his coat 5 that same day I saw t

uy , M ayo’s oflice.
=. aa SanuBL LONGENECKER—Was passing along the Litiz pik
fo ed Anderson and Richards & short. distance this side of where
Sa comes in; passed them twice on the round; stopped at Maure
of passed mc; Anderson bad comething vader his coat; sod hada
iit, py Under hig arm; they were walking very fist;
rs: _' Mayor's office, in the same dress; saw Audergou 8 cap nnd exal
te! ‘is plood on it; also some blood qu their clothes ; am confident pris
Davip Forp—S8w Anderson aad another maa on the day of the murder, of
It was about 2 o'clock; they were
iking very fast AD

he first gate.
ad a bundle ; they were wa

Garber, and mar
her-in-luw,

Garber.
d Mrs. Garber murd ; Bhe

ter of Conrad
womenu—testifi

hem int

‘wd

cg ete Lifer wee wmte

the Manhoim ro

nined i

+f
Litia pike, at t
7 “ ‘Lancaster; Anderson b
° sionally look back.
kiug on the

>

3. {+

: Lewis SroNE—Was wor Railroad, below the :
: and Richards come acros seld from the New

11. afternoon ; Saw Andersoa ag the A
re . land pike; wheo twenty or thirty yards olf from me Anderson took ou
“ handkerchief and the a butchor knife and cut it in two-
: Mi then suid, “Ttl wrap my money ia this ;” the other said, ‘¢ mine is saug
t eos Sey when they got ander the ontvert at willow pond” *+*°** 4 they took ou
ee: ‘gad took a drink; *they then weat in the direction of the “8
f ; JouN Patwren—Was working with Stone and corroborate
SaMUEL GUNDAEER— at the Conestoga bri

o'clock on the day of the murder, he s3W them-come down the rai
the ‘shanty ;” Anderson asked witness whether John Delong was at home
he was not; he then asked was his wife at home, remarking, ** she will do as
witness replied he did not know, be should go and see; they then weat in th
_ rection. Anderson lived in & room in the Cottage last Spring about two m

then moved to Lebanon ; had not seen bim from the day he move

f the murder; Anderson had a bundle with him.
n aud Richard

q—Testified that Anderso
one and two o'clock ; Anderson
bag of monty; [salt-sack containing -

other took out

d his testimony.
dge, testified

line

es ee
Spee
«

Sa tiees -
eee Phas
we 8s

ryt

g came to her: house.
had some ¢

as

Meas
Lig

m4
ae

noon 0

, .. Many DELON
1 oe of the murder between
i .. his shirt ; he had aiso & ES
‘ ghown and identified by witness | he threw it on the bed an
off with the man they wor

ot that mach j that they had settled
$ -

Garber’s, on the road leading. from
the prisoner and

Anderson had a

li of & mile
he pike,

ut one o'clock
he

rg, and then they

ino a small bundle

L saw thom that evening in the
ty.-there was

oner ig one of them.

ra

3 i
E

ad

the

going towards J
ad would ocghe - _

ree ies
ive Works that

Hol-

; Richards
enough 3”
ta bottle
pook house” on cottage.

that about two
jroad- towards -

; said
well;
at di-
onths ;

d until the after-
He

on the

lothing under
Garber’s money
d said’ they had earned
ked for in Lebanon ;

6 that afterncou.and p3ss- }

oes eee to the jury
wee RAINS the pris
ouer looked i
formidable, and he knew the tf li
eeling of the
g community

/

4

-
‘ s

witnoss rema
rked the ;
u
cae args had worked 5 tee wor ked hard to euro eae :
eats had bauyht Pl i rs y give witness the cee money; ther ‘eal
= Ke in pay fi : id gent the rings: guid-hi y srid,
bi ig tn pay for work at ate em to ber {tu £8; suid his (A
pina ip = = copes eka tate where they could ee ® present; said Oe
rs 188 who identifA r e took it wit} a” rinoney 3 Ri h +¥ 20
and left the b ! ed] Anderzo A 1 him—[the es » icharda had a
: : . erzon tied th ‘ Particles we
had li . nndle in her hou 6 clothes : " re here «i
“told ips their house two pra They left the phat ye? this red eae ae
whek <i they were going into t 18 lust Summer ; be w # there because Anders
ey were going round the cour, bay some new clotl auted to rent again; they
country and the praig cise aid mie
. efused to give th
? F em tood

Maraa
RaT Syy 2
“tho testi pen, [a little gir! :
im @ girth} — :
butcher k ony of Mrs. Delong ee ]—Lives at the same h
nt pate Richard’s saci ley took the money with 5 sod corroborated
. B: : ‘ Ssi0n. rem; 5f
four 0’ AKRR, and offie . 7 ohe also 8
ol cer | , aw the
ome ock on the afternoun of —— arrested And *
Fale on prisoner’s neck see ? inurder: fonad — and Richards about
were on Ri : iL this h z eravat [rd ose €
‘hed n Richari’s fe } handkerchief ip hi entified es
ete apvenin in this bag ae [the-saiee ita: hacker be his pocket; these .
: ‘Geo ee got at the “ Spook b his clothes next to bis ne plbepalee Anverson
. Fing—I - ouse,” : ekin ; Brags te hee
Garber.) dentified the razor as the clothing, razor,
Conrap. Gary one he left at the. house ef hi : :
after the m ER, re-called—T ; ; ef his sister (M
urder: wo but : . (Ara.
Z ae Ganven sca did not ae ahenag se were missing from hi
Za , ed—Identi o hin. e ris premi
a. ype her name in the soiree the ear rings as | eis
. ORE : © he as here: ei
around ang en abe Fo cane them with him jane either shoor Mr
trict Stascaneas ha the evening of kk oe ou the in 2 ee" thera repaired.
The C ve" murder; be alle pers in ant scw-te
umm ulled t ‘ 3 tered
onwealth here rested the ¢ eatlention of ile Dis-
HBR.

met

‘ :
‘ Mr. Iarris, in opening f ee ea
risoners ¥ : g for the y ‘
a ikeoal : Bato poor men, aud eel Sipe said they had y :
Position ns one of th ut the means of ea 10 evi erog invoices ti
# counsel assigned oy ke a defence: still wi
the Court t . , np
o defend th
°

*éause of thes y to sa
e unfortunat i
e@ andk friendiess men, be felt i
i; ult it to be hig d
8S duty to s
“4 y

He admit
ted that
the array of circumstantial evid
vidente

_ Was strong!
2 ge y arra .
t yeda aie
: pag the people ak Peccses client.’ But in view of
tee
eee <Eteoke be abrogated ; pe eee ads Sverse to pote faet that a great mul
meer Bethe tal his duty to show to rt of the uncertnir Paps cae nud belie “4
innocent. H ® jury, th; ty of circ saved yy
stantial evid ; e then ga y, that there wi ‘rcumstantial evi
io ence, wh g2voe some illustrati ABQ possibilit 95
. impos » Where the w strations y of eves thi:
. e public hi 6, & man st ed and the de ‘
& moment, whi ighway, uyk stole a po fe death-penal
» While he atc » usked a stri pony, and fadi alty
-ouse. T stopped b ranger whom Badiug he we
he pursuers found the fini Sy rae for- whieh ri mei to hold his“heres
n the stranger’ gave are si
r’s posseasion easonabia' ex-
: : ®ho had no
means

he regarded
- &3 stron
are n F ger case i
| back del irs For othe Ragin apa evidence
pri ecity, no mortal creature _Desonere have ere than even the one th
. clock. Meco oe aows what transpir eye to that house ey
tl ep, ily would ot aay between the aera
. een co ° Say a “pe
mmitted by these ene
’ ere is &

fever of exci
citement over
the detai ;
ails of the Outrage; the cee pone? Beste a
wspapers had a
uried it

forth with furi
urious zeal, 9
they had been tried and pis the land, that thes
lcted in advance in tha pubii Were the guilty parti
ic mind; and Se
under such

Says y
Bw . '.
q MO Ste 8 ser nner ange
Is lla oe oT ne

Bnew on

ay oo
ida Mandan: as
A I

Po eee
anseerraies. "the ditty


te

sp oninniaeitablanne wie a 4

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. ser tip .
— ee ere es eee

bi ctaee tannins

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“

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Pot

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5

peewee papier nero te

mae engage peut se Se

omer

«20

TIE MANIIEIM TRAGEDY, —

The demeanor of Richards during the trial was in striking contrast with that of
Anderson. He seemed to pny marked attention to all the details of the trial and
frequently prompted his counsel. In the selection of the jury ho manifested enn-
sidtrable tuct—upon one occasion insisting on ‘no challenge” when his couusel, or
rather one of them (Mr. H[nrris,) wanted to “challenge.” Ilo appeared to have a
partiality for his fellow towasmea, as in most of instances ho selected persons from
the city, with whom he was acquainted. During the whole trial we observed no
symptoms of regret or remorse, or even the least indication that he fully realized
the position he was in. From first, to last, he seemed to have an impresssion that
be would be acquitted; and several times during the progress of the solemn pro-
deedings which were about to consign him to the gallows, he laughed quite heartily
at amusing passes between couneel. te

4

THE TESTIMONY.

The evidence produced on the part of the commonweulth against Richards was
precisely the same us that against Anderson, with the exception of the following:
Several witnesses testified that when Anderson and Richards were passing along

the road toward Garber’s, the lattcr carried n club, one of them swearing that it

was o hickory club about three feet long. He also stated that he saw the seme
club in Garber’s kitchen the evening of the day the murder had been committed.
The ciub found at Garber’s was here produced and the witness said it was to the
best of his knowledge and belief tke same that he saw in the hands of Richards. |
Mn. LoNGENECKER, another witness, added to his testimony in the other case,
that when he saw Richards in prison the day of the murder, be denied having
passed him that day on the Litiz pike, saying that he had not been in tbat direction
for several weeks, and that he (Longenecker) was 2 U—d liar for saying so. He
alyo stated to him that the blood on his shirt and clothing got on while killing a
tarkey. 3
Mz. Kaurraan also stated that when the prisoner aod Anderson were at his .
house on the moraing of the murder, the latter asked whether he could not give
him a job ut cleaning his chimneys. He told him no, that they were butchering that
day und it did not suit them to have the fires put out They thenaskod fur yomoe-
thing to ent and his daaghter said that she had no moat cooked, but that sho could
give them some bread. She did so, and while they were eating Riohards jooked at

* his companion und langhed, which led his daughter to remark that she did not

think they were-huogry or they would not laugh at the bread. Shortly after they
got the bread, they crossed a field and wentin o straight line to Conrad Garber’g -
house which was only 300 yards distant. The witness testified—as in the ofher
oase—thut he sav them enter Garber’s stable yard acd pass around to the door of

the house; that they staid so long in the house that be conciuded they. had got a
job; go certain was he of this that he called to hie sons who were playing in the ©

yard to look und they would see the sweep “coming out of the chimney.” The
sweep, however, not raking his appearance, he went to his work, thinking no more
about the matter until the alarm was raised that Mrs. Garber aud Mrs. Renm had
been murdered. | :
. Another circumstauce, end one which connected the prisoner with the horrid
murders beyond the possibility of a doubt, was the fact that, when arrested ho had
upon his feet o pair of shoes which were positively sworn to as belonging to Mra.~
Garber—shoes which the witness designated as her market shocs. In addition to.
this was another circumstance of a yet more convincingcharacter. In the kitchen,
under the dresser, was a pair of rough brogans, belonging to no member of Mr.
- Garber’s family, und which must have been left there by some person connected
wita the murders. Right above the heel on one of these shoes was blood, making
a complete semi-circle; and on one of the legs of a pair of pantaloons taken from
the person of Richards when he was arrested, and corresponding precisely with
that on the shoe, was another semi-circle.of blood—both when brought together,
(that is, placing the leg of the pantaloons over the shoe) decsribirg a complete circle
of blood.
he Commonwealth having rested their case, Mr. Herris, for the defense, stated
that they would call # few witnesses and that he hoped they would be able to show
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that a lady who was intimately acquninted with him wax ready to come forward
and ewear that he was orazy. [fe also saw Jacob B Amwake, Esq., in the court
room, ef whom, although not regularly subpoenaed, he would like to “question a few
questions iu regard to the mentality of the prisoner.” | wget
“Mr. Amwake testified that ho hud known Richards froma boy, be having lived”
in Mr. A’s family from the time he wassix years’old until he was fifteen. The

prisoner knows the difference between wight and wrong, but has that peculiar cast ~

of mind which is easily persuaded and led into anything; he was uot one of those -
who could calculate the consequences of an act. + [fenry was rational enough ;
witness knows his state of mind as well as that of his own children; could uot say ©
he waa simple minded; can only say be was easily led; when six or geveu years —
old he would butt hig head sguinst the wall: his father said this was iu conse-
quence of Henry. béiag a seven month child; he did not do this because be was a
simpleton, but ou account of sume disease in his head; he got over it as be grew
up. At times he was very violent; at ono time he wantcd to kill bis own father,
who had much trouble with him after be left the house of witness; he wag a bad ©
boy afterwards; I. once defended him for larceny, and be was sentenced to two
years; hud hiin pardoned our, bat it seems it didn’t do bim much good. =
In reply to the District Attorney the witness stated that, when Richards was 6x. ~
cited he was a dangerous character, and that upon one cccesion, within bis know- —
ledge, he wau near killing his own father. See 2 ee
Margaret Burter—by mo means & sharp witness—said she had kaown Richards”
séven years (except when he was in jait;) he was very simple at times; often |
thought he wasn’t quite right; thought he badn’t much sense. On cross examiua-
tion this witness suii she didn’t kuow whether he had mind enough to kuow
whether it was wrong to dash out@a woman’s brains aud cut ber throar; but the
witnees herself was not, apparently, very. competent to pass apon the insanity of
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~ Mr. Harris then proceeded to argue the case 10 the. jury and set up m most ex:
traordinay defense, giving to the jury Richard’s own statement to bis counsel of »
the history of the murder, which was-substantially this: [le and Anderson went to _

. Garver’s house and asked for swooping; being deniod, they thon asked for food, and-.

the women gave them bread aud :battermilk; Richards then started to go away,
but when some distunce off he found Anderson was not coming, and went back; -
he met him in front of the house, when Anderson suid he had done something was..
not right. Richards said, “in the name of God whatis that?” Auderson then

“~~ ~gaid, if you premise to be a trae partoer [ will tell. He did tell, and Richards wag

about to shout ‘murder,’ wher Anderson caught him by the throat and tore his
shirt and bloodied it inthe mauner you see it [shirt held up] and threatened to
murder him too: if he did hot premise tu say uothing about it. Anderson then -
made him take off his shoes and put the others oa [Mr. Dckey—How did the~-
blood get on the old one?] Mr. Harris—Richards says Anderson toox the shoe in-
and dabbed itin the blood. Heenid that this xfternoon {[Mr. Dickey—he never ™
attempted to explain thut hefora; he only found it ont singe the trial comoenced. }
On their way home Auderson forced the $1.50 of money upoa Richards which was -
found in his possession when arrested. (This ‘ine of defense was ieceived by the
bar with cousiderable merriment, and by the audience with evident mark3 of aa-~
easiness, and Mr. Harris went on to argue, that Richards was more probably ivno- ~
ocnt.than Anderson, whose victim he believed him to be.] SP ss

Mr. Pyfer, addressing the Court, said that when he was assigned as counsel in
this case, he felt it to be his duty to do all in his power for the unfortunate
prisoners. He felt that he had done so—in the selection of a jury and in the
examination of witnesses—and he was perfecly satisfied to leave tlYe case with -
the Court. He was fully satisfied that he had discharged his duty to the best of -
his ability, and that he could not be censured for not making a speech to the jury, -

5 CLOSING OF THE CASE. i

-Mr. Dickey, on closing the case, said he did not think it necessary to make a:
long speech. The ‘evidence in this case, if possible, was still more conclusive
than in the case of Anderson.

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altogether out of order, and his offer to the jury of statements made by the
prisoner to him, unprecedented in a court of justice. He, however, did not
think it worth while to cail him to order, and therefore let him manage the case
as he thought proper. He contended and showed that this was a much stronger
and clearer case than the other; the spots of blood, one-half on the prisoner’s
pants and the other half on the shoes left in the house where the deed was com-
mitted, was an inevitable circumstance of guilt. The whole story, so far from
indicating Richards to be of unsound mind, shows him to be a cunning nigger,
concocting stories to put all the guilt upon his equal partner in crime. It was in
testimony this afternoon, that the prisoners said at the ‘‘spook house’ that the
money was to be equally divided between them, and Richards was seen with a
butcher knife in his pocket and a parasol in his bosom, which was taken from a
drawer in the house where the murder was committed. Mr. Dickey then traced’
the murderers from Lancaster to Garber’s and back, connecting every link of the
testimony which so clearly pointed to their guilt.

Judge Hayes charged the jury at considerable length, defining the crime of:
murder and reviewing the testimony which had been adduced in the case. In°

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his opinion the plea of insanity, set up by the prisoner’s counsel, had signally —-

failed. Indeed, the principal witness called for the defence, testified that he was

of sane mind and knew perfectly well the difference between right and wrong. So,~
algo, the position taken by the prisoner’s counsel, that the oifense, if any had

been committed, was murder in the second degree. If the jury find that the pri-

soner is guilty of the crime as charged in the indictment, then hefis guilty of

murder in the first degree.

THE VERDICT.

The jury retired at about 6 o’clock, and twenty-five minutes after returned
with a verdict of guilty in manner and form as indicted. The jury (at the re-
quest of the prisoner’s counsel) being polled, each juror as his name was called
arose in his place, and pronounced Henry Richards, the prisoner at the bar, guilty
of murder in the first degrae.

During the polling of the jury the prisoner manifested the same sang /roid de-
meauor which characterized him throughout the trial. He manifested the same.
interest in the close as he did at the commencement of. the trial, and was, appa-

rently, as little aifected when the last juror pronounced him guilty, as he was

when he plead_not guilty to the indictment.

TIE COURT. :

The Court having concluded to sentence the prisoners immediately, they were ~
brought within the bar and told to stand up. Judge Hayes then told Richards
that he had been convicted of murver in the first degree, and asked himif he had
anything to say why sentence of death should not be passed upon him. Richards -
with great energy and a self-satisfied air spoke substantially as follows:

Mr. Junpce anp Gentiexen, I will tell- you the truth and the whole truth, so help ~
me God. On Monday the 14th of December, I was at the house of Alexander Anderson, .
in Lebanon. In the morning of that day he asked me to go along with him into the
country forcompany. I retused to go at first, but his wife snid I should go and I then .
went. At fi t his wife did not want us to go, but Aleo was determined and then his wife
told me to go along. I asked bim what particular business he had that day to leave home.
He said it was none of my business but to go along. We reached Binkley’s [near Neffs- -
ville] pretty late at night. Aleo went to the old log house and knocked at the doer; a
man looked out of the window and asked what we wanted. Alec said we wanted something ¢
taeat. He answered it was too late then to get us any thing.- He then asked whether-
we might sleep in the burn, and he said yes if we behaved ourselves, We then went to _
the pump and pot a drink, and after that went to the burn. Ilaid down. Alee got up.
several times through tho night and walked about. I told him to lie down, for aid
what will the man think if he hears you, “ being as he was so kind ag to leave us sleep”
here.” Says he, damn the man—you mind your own business and [ will mind mine. in
the morning we went to the house and they gave us our breakfast; ,aiter we were done
eating they gave us apples and we went away. From there we went along the road, Alec |
asking for chimneys to aweep, and I for work. He got one chimney to sweep for which -
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it; and then gave me the bottle to oarry. From here we started over tv the sid Macheimn
road; we stopped at Kauffman’s where they gave assome bread. The reason I janghed
at Kauifman’s was because Alec said something in Dutoh wxbeut * Bratwrst.’? - From
there we went to Garber’s and went in the house. Two women were there to whom we
bid the time of day and asked for something to eat. Alec spoke in Dutch to Mrs. Garber;
she said she recollected him, but did not know me. She said sho had no meat cooked but

‘would give us bread and butter: she brought us some und then asked us if we liked but-

ter-milk and brought us some. Mrs. Garber then commenced. talking to Afeo about

sweeping the chimneys and’ I left and went over towards another house to get something

toeat. Alec not coming I looked back but could see nothing of him. 1 then went to

Garber's and met him at the door of the house with a butcher knife between his teeth. [

asked him in the name of God what he had heen doing. We said that he had killed the

women and wanted me to help him drag them in the other room. [ wanted teery murder ©
and asked him how he could do it when they treated us so kind He then said he would

kill me if I did not help him or if I ever told on him. I was about to ory “ marder ;”’ he

said d—n you and any other s—n of a b—b that comes with me and don’t heip me; I will

murder you too if you tell on me. [ said I had no malice against the women, and would

tell. He then caught me by the throat and dragged me in the room when I fell on my

knees; he had grabbed me with his bloody hand and that ia the way the blood gut on my

shirt. When he had me down he threatened to kill me if I ever would suy anything. He

said d—no these old Dutch farmers they ggve plenty of monsy and if they wont give any

of it to the peor we must take it. Any how,ed—n their dutch hearts [ have tinfshed two

of their old b 3 and have got their money. The shoes left there I got in Lebanon ;

Alec took them of my feet and put Mrs. Garber’s on. {fe offered me half the money not

to tell. So help me God; gentlemen, this is the whole truth. [am a poor *‘ innocent.
soul to put to death for something I never done.” ;

The miserable wretch having concluded his rambling gnd notoriously false
statement, Judge Hayes saidthat he had’stated nothing that could a all invali-
date the testimony given against him, and upon which a jury of his own selecting
had pronounced him guilty, and that, therefore, all that remained for the Court
was to pronounce sentence. He then said—

‘‘ Henry Richards, for the offence of which you have been convicted, the sentence of the
Court is, that you be taken hence to the Lancaster County Prison, whence you came, and ©
from there to the place of execution, there to be hanged by the neck until you are dead—
this sentence to de curried into effect within the yard or prison walls, agreeubly to the
Act of Aesembly passed April 10, 1844."’

ie SENTENCE OF ANDERSON.

~ Anderson being called up, Judge Hayes asked hiin if he had anything to say
why sentence of drath should not be passed. The prisoner with a voice husky

SENTENCE OF THE CONVICTED AND THEIR STAYEMENTS TO.— eet __ with emotion and downcast eyes, replied in substance as follows :

Jupax, I plead innocent before the Mayor and will plead so now. I had been acquaint-
ed with Mrs. Garber and went there with Henry (meaning Richards,) on that Tuesday
morning. After she gave us something to eat, she enid Ales you have been drinking, you
had better go out andlie down. I then went out and lay down at the hog pen. after
awhile Ilenry came to me and handed ine a bag of money to carry for him, and we started
off. On the road he handed me other things, and as he did not ask me forsthem again L
kept them. The reason why I went to Delang’s waa, that: { wanted to rent # room. Ir
had lived there before. . As God is my judge, gentlemen, [am innocer:t of the murder of
these poor Women. ‘The witnesses were mistaken, there was no blood on my exp, and it
should have been brougbt to the jury; there wax blood on my womess but tt got tlere by
my uose bleeding., .I am innocent, judge, but being us sentenve of déath is passed Tam
Willing to go and guffer—to give up the ghost and livin my grave. [llere the prisoner
was greatly affected and shed tears.] .

Judge Hayes then remarked that, as in the previous case, there was nothing to
weigh with the Court against the judgment of the jury, and proceeded formally
to sentence the condymned to veath, using the same forta and language as in the
The condemned were thun remoyed by the Sheritl, and taken.
back to prison. :
REFERENCE TO THE TRAGEDY BY THE GRAND JURY.

- The grand jury (J.B. Tshudy, Foreman,) in making their reportin the Court on
the morning after the trial was concluded, made the following reference to the ©
recent tragedy and the excitement which pervaded the community :

-The crime of murder, although of seldom ocourrence, in this County, ig not the le:s deep-
ly to be deplored; when it does occur even at long intervals. From the testimony ad-

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+ One day Isaao sent me out to the woods fo.get a load of wood. The woods
were ou the other side of Mowrey’s Green Tree tavern, on the Litiz curupike, and
while I was out there Mrs. Duchman came along in a carriage, when I asked her
to give me a:onuvy. She said sho had none. I then took up a.clod of dirt and
throwed it against the carriage. Sho did not stop, but went on home, and sent a
police oflicer, Thomas Wiley, after me, who arrested me and took me to jail.
That was the first time I was in prison. It was in the old jail, and Peter Reed
waa then sheriff I think I was in about two months, until the next Mayor’s
Court, wheu I was taken from the jail to the old Court House, befora Judge Ross,
who said if | would leave town hu would let me gofree. I told him I would
leave. So he told me I should go right away. Iwas discharged and went to
Columbia the sume day.- There I got employment on a caval boat, with Amos

- Clemson, who lived at Newton Hamilton, in Mifflin county. I was with him about

four mouths. Thia was my first experjence in the boating business, but I after-”
wards followed it ‘a good deal at different times, stealing along the canal wherever
Thad the chance without being found out. A great many boatmen steal.” In™
passing along the canal they will lay hold ofa turkey or a chicken, and anything ©
good to vat, for they like a good dinuer sometimes, and don’t think much about”
it. They will steal harness, ropes, and such things, too. Sometimes the hands™

will steal from each other, and from the captain. One time when our boat got’

‘to Philadelphia, T robbed the captain of his money, and he didn’t find me out.

But after I stole the money [ ran off and came on to Lancaster.

After I left off boating { lived in Lancaster and got into the dry goods Une of

business, and [ did pretty well aj it. I made a practice of going to the farm

houses on Sunday, and robbing them of.diffurent things, when the family were”

out. [ also stole what 1 could get hold of in the city. ——, who lived in
—— treet, bought all the things Pbrought to her, which wero composod of bed
slothing, men and women’s clothing, and other dry good articles, besides chickens, -
turkios, woul, and other things. lor these she paid me in all over $100—and-
neither she uor I were found out.. Istole a great deal in that way, from the farm.
houses, which was never found out, and I will not stop now to name tho persons |
and places. This woman had ; : , and others, in her employ beside °
me. We didn’t give her the things we stole, but had a plan with her to put
them in a pile of brush iu her yard at night and she got up early in the morning
to sew what was there, snd took it intothe house. Then we would go at some~
other time and get our pay from her. In this way she got her living very ohoap |
and we lived without working very hard for it. Se oe oe
In‘ my travels through the country, ! happened to get to Benj. Bear’s, who”
lived near Rohrerstown. I entered his house through the window, and got to”
planitering, as usual. I got a good many things there, among others a round-
about which I gave to my cousin, George Anderson, who is now dead. On the’
next Sunday we were both arrested by constable Haghes, at William Gorrecht’s
tavern in Water-st., and pui in jail. That was on the 26th of June, 1842, and™
on the &th of August of the same year, I was tried and found guilty, and the”
judgs guve me six months. {I was put in the old jail, and whilo there John Ehler’
got to be sheriff. I staid there till my time was up, except about seven weeks, .
when I run off. They had put me to tending the horses down at the atable, and.
running uf errands, and when out one day [ run off and went down in the neigh--
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LIFE AND CONFESSION: OF -ALEXANDER ANDERSON. 39

‘py turns. “I then came up to Willow Street, and was in that neighborhood for

gome time, uutil I stole a coat and a pair of boots from Michael Steers, for whieh
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{was arrested, found guilty and sent to jail for four months. »

“After I got out of prison again I went at my old business, traveling round and
atealing and drinking. 1 also had learned to gamble and did a good ‘eal at it in
asmall way, generally playing with bad women and low characters for small
stakes. ‘But I will not stop-to tell all the little things [ did about this time, but

‘hasten on to my next move, which ended in me changing my residence again.

Yn traveling round through the upper part of Lancaster county, I came to a house

‘TI sannot tell the exact place or the man’s name—wherv | stole a watch and
-gome other things, and made oif with them. Before I had gone far the watch

was missed and as I had beeo seen in the neighborhood thoy suspicioned me.
They started after me on horseback, but I saw them eomiig Over a hill on the
road, and thinking they were after me I struck across the tields aad woods to the
Susqpehanva river and swam across to a small island where I wd tayself. They
lost track of me, and went back again, when I erossed over to Little York, where
I sold the watch and got to making my home with some colored folks whose name

T cannot think of now. A
While in York, I went tothe house of a man named Emanuel Ilarman, living

. in the country, and there I stole a pocket book with a little money init. From

that I went on home again (to York,) and was not found out. Soon after I went

;. out again in the country, to a iog house near the Railroad, (1 forget the man’s

name,) and there I stole a pair ef trowsers, a jacket, a razor, a striped ahirt, and
one dollar in monoy ; but the larceny was found ont and the next morning I wauw
arrested and taken te prison, where Istaid until the next court, when | was found
guilty aud sent to the State’s Prison at Cherry Lill tor one year. When in the

-. York Prigzon they put the irons on me, and in the Penitentiary | was a lUttle
troublesome, and would talk out of the window with the prisoners in the other

cells. They often “chalked” my door, and the Keeper one day threatened to put
e in the “black hole” (dungeon,) after which I was a little more eareful and

T was discharged from the Eastern Penitentiary on the (date not remurnbered,)
and reached Lancaster on the next Sunday. I staid that night with Sam King,
and on Monday went on to Columbia, and from that to Marietta, where I fell in
with Diana Anderson, Isaac Anderson's wife. Jsaac was in the cent ery then,
and I thought I would take care of his wifo in his absevce. i took her to Slount

* Joy where fb rented a house froin James M’Carran,anirishman. After being thore

a while Diana an! me had a quarrel, and I left and went to Middletown. RSs:
As I was passing Joseph Gingerich’s house ove day, I saw the window ofa bed
room open, and 1 slipped in through the window, and took sevoral see cy but
the women spied me and gave the alarm before I could getaway with the tings.
I out of the window as quick as possible, and ran into a cornfield, with Gingerich
and his son afterme. I gave the two-legged hounds a pretty hard race around
the eornfiela for over halfan hour, and had them pretty well fagged out, when
another man came to their help. I could have got away from the other two, bat
the new man was frosh and I was out of wiud; so he soon tripped mig SP; and
‘ they took me before a Squire, who sent me to jail for trial. I was tried and
xentcuced to two years in the Dauphin County Prison.

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duced, the criminal deed of which the defendants are obarged, is characterized by atro-. '
ciousness which has not ita parullel on the criminal. calendar of this county. It is”
reputable to the administration of justica in Lancaster County that, thaé sun, which on-
the morning of the fatal day, bad dawned upon the innocent and unsuspecting viotims, to —
lend them on and accompany them in their daily avovntions, did not set, before, by the
hands of ruthless assassins, they were rendered lifeless, with apparently every drop of
blood taken from their mangled bodies; 30 the same sun, which had dawned on tho imis-
erable perpetrators of the diabelio deed, innocent then of this crime at lenst, did neither .
get before justice had so far overtaken them ag to be arrested and secured within the walls |
of the prison to await their trial. The intense feeling of an outraged community,.aroused
by this tragic, deed, had atone time risen to such a degree, that it was to be feared the
prevniling desire and evinoed determination to take the punishment of the offenders ont of
the bunds of the law, into their own, would be curried ‘into execution. Fortunately for -
the reputation of soci ty in this county, guch mousures were not oarried out, and while
some are willing to believe that the want of w fuvoruble opportunity alone prevented the
carrying out of the design, wo are fully disposed to ascribe the result to the preponder-
ance of a sober secund thought of the law-loving and law-abiding citizens of the county.

PREPARATIONS TO COMMIT SUICIDE.

_On the evening of Andersen’s conviction, after the prisoner had been placed in,
his cell for the night, he requested a light, ane Mr. Locher, the keeper, suspect- -
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READING OF. THB DEATH: WARRANTS. $5:

noticed a contribution box, labelled, “F will thank you for your mitea for my poor
wife and two children.” in this box there were a number of small pieces of coin
which had been dropped in by those who visite? his ceil. This box was prepared
at his own request and was under his immediate control, bring within the outer
esil door. Upon entering the cell, the party found Anderson sitting on his stool
near the door and in frunt of a small writing stand, securely ironed with the game
irons whioh were worn by the condemned Sheaffer in the old prison. These irons
secure both feet, and cause great diiliculty’-to the wearer in moving about, the
two staples which encircle the ankles beang connected with a strong sliding bar
secured with set-sorews at the end. The Sheriff, after those fresent had removed
their hats, produced the warrant, and directing Aucerson’s attention to its import, :
proceeded to read in a firm and distinct tone as follows : :

PENNSYLVANIA SS:

WM. P. SBR: In the name and by tho authority of the Commonwealth of Pennsyivanias ~
ROPES Wx. k. Packer, Governor of the said Commonwealth, to BENJAMIN ¥- -
Jw § Rowe, Ksq., igh Sheriff of the county of Lancaster, sends greeting - ;
Wuernas, at a court of Oyer and Terminer and. General Jail Delivery held iu and for
the County of Lancaster, in the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania, at January Sessions,
Anno Domini one thousand eight hundred and fifty-eight, a certain ALEXANDER ANDOR-
SON was indicted for the crime of murder; and at tho sama Sessions, viz: on the twenty- -

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with a candle, but to watch him close'y. When he took the light up to his cell,» first day of January, A. D. one thousand eight hundred and fifty-eight, was found “* GUILTY —-
Anderson said he wished to apeak with him, and went on to say that he was very~ t or Muaner in tax First Dearee,” and on the aaid twenty-tirst duy of January, A. -
much troubled in mind, having interded to take his own life. Mr. Eby asked” t D. one thousand eight hundred and fifty-eiyht, ut the same Sessions, the aforsaid Alexau-
him if he believed ina future state? Anderson replied that he did. Mr. Eby” ‘ < —, bye eae by the said Court “to bo taken hence to the Lancaster -
then remarked that if Re took his own life he woul! jeopardize his soul and be ' “ Sede vee oon anos until xe mis ee ote pas ee eee
lost hereafter, and thaf it would be much better for him to wait and see what the ° i Wow a ea tile is aaron es aeeiie’ j
law would finally do with bim. Andorson, aiter some further advice of the same . bs coh Sheriff of . orize and require you the said Bensawin F. Rows, ~
¥ , Aue . High Sheriff of the county of Lancaster aforesaid, to cause the sentence of che said Court ~
naturd, became more composed in mind, aud vromising he would not take his i » to be executed upon the said ALEXANDER ANDERSON detween the hours of ten o'elock in
own life, j repared to go to tel, As he turned into his prison cot, he took two . the forenoon and three o'clock in tha afternoon of Friday, the Ninth day of April,
ropes out of a slit in the chaif bag vf his bed, and handed them to Mr. Eby, say- } Anno Domini one thousand eight hundred and fitty-eight, in the manner direoted by the -
ing thatho hat prepa | tho ae te hang himself with, but that he should now talco | act of the General Assembly of this Commonwealth, approved the tenth day of April,
them. ‘These repes were very ingeniously made, acd strong too, from oarpet oe Anno Dowiai one thonsaud sight handred and thirty-four, entitled “an act to abolish
chain which the prisoner had puller out of a picce of old carpot which had beon. we Hxeoutions ;” und for so doing this shall be your suflicient warrant.
used as an upper cover for lis b-d in cold weather, Onv was about half un inch r beh ae toe Das ~ sige Seal of the Stuto ab Hlurrisburg, this Sixth day of
thick, an‘ over a yard long, made of two strands closely platted together, The ‘ae ee eaih the ‘e , bce gs thousand vight huadred and itty wight, aud of
; ee ere A glity-seecnd.
other was made futhe same way, but only about half ag thick anda half yard -By rae Governor, » ae WM. M. WESTER
long. It was supposet he made the small one first, but fearing it might not bear’ : ahs ; Siewetaey. of tha Gétamon wealth
hia weight, he went to work u,on the longer on’, Anderson expressed a fear ba eine : ; a8
that the Jusges might hear of this matter, aud requested Mr. Eby to say nothing The condemned man listened to the end of the reading, without betraying any
about it nitil affer his sentence st : outward signs of smotion. tiough it wes evilout that he was deeply squsible of
: . Se hig awful position. When the Sheriff concluded, Anderson remarked, iu a some--
oe DEPRAVITY Of HUMAN NATURE. what punky voice, “J am prepared for death.” "Tn yeply toa ie fob
Some sad illustrations of the depravit: of human -ature were given during the | Sheriif Martin, to the effect that his days were now numbered, Anderson again
trinl of Anderson. Alth ugh the miserable mau about to be sent to the gallows, said, “Well. gentlemen, I will be prepared to die.” The party then silently left his
wa3 brought to his fearful doom through his stealing propensities, it would ap-_ oell for that of Richards on the opposite side of the corridor.
pear that this fearful example before them was entirely lost vpon certain mem-, * Richards was stending up im his cell, hoppled by one foot, and ereeted the.
bers of the “livit-tingered gentry,” who took advantage of the crowd to exercise - party as they enter d with bis usaal guod-humored smirk, somewhere between a :
their skill in picking pockets. Miss Garber, the daugher of one of the murdered 5 *  gmile and a laugh, which did not leave his countenance until the Sheriff had?
women, had her pocket picked of a port-monnaie and five dollars, while returning: reacho’ that part of the warraut fixing the day and hour of his execution, when®
from the wituess stand to her seat in the witness box, a distunce of only a few: he began to look ure serious, and perhaps fer the first time actually began to-
paces. Mr. A. G. Helfenstein was also relieved of his port-monnais, containing a realize that there was a certainty of his hanging. The warrant for his execution
small sum uf money, and some valuable papers, while standing within six feet of. a was in the same wordy as that of Anderson, (except the name) and when the °
the judges! This picking of pockets under the very shadow of the Bench from : reading was finish-d’he remarked, in a somewhat faltering tone, “/ hope J woul”
which justice is dispensed is, to say the least. very disrespectful to the Court q reg pol hears aske + Fire remembered from hearing the paper read, what
' ay he was to by executed, he suid in A ril, but did not remeinber the day. °
READING OF THE DEATIL-WARRANTS. 4 Tt was repeated, and the prisvners were lott ‘alone with their own piloetiong:
Sheriff Rowe having, on Monday the 8th of February, reccived from Gov. Packer i ‘
the death-warrants P Leserten. ead Richards, proceeded to the Prison about, THE LAW REGULATING EXECUTIONS.
10 o'clock to read the same tu the unfortunate men. In company with the kepe r- After the publioation of the death-warraots a now Subject of excifemeut was
of the prison, H. C. Locher, ex -Sheriff Martin, Luther Richards, and the Editor of * aprung upon the community, The worbid curiosity (o see Anderson and Richards
The Express, Shc viff Rowe first proceeded to Anderson’s cell, at the door of which was. ; hung burst forth in various directions. Some went so far as to say openly that
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Capt. Watson was keeper of the Prison at Harrisburg, and it was while I was
there that he shot John Gibbs, oue of the prisoners. Of all the things l ever saw ©
jnjail that fight was the most frightful. Gibbs was a big strong yellow man, .%
most desperate villain, and had been in the penitentiary ten years, giving a good
deal of trouble there. He had not been out long when he was put in the Harris-
He had told them he wouldn’t stay there alive, and not

yaine in his arms with a piece of glass, and he would have done it but the watch-
man found it out,- and they tied up the holes and festened his arms down ‘to
keep him from tearing them apen again. Gibbs had also gat nearly out by making
ropes of his b d clothes and climbing up to the sky light, but just as he was about
to raise the trap window it fell down crash, and he tumbled on the bricks, hurting
himself some, when he was found out and locked up and punisned. The morning
he was shot, the keeper came in aud relieved the watch, and locked the big iron-.
grated door and put the key in bis pocket. Ife then went round and opened the
outside doors of all the cells as usual, to air them, and fastened them a littl open
with the chain lock. Gibbs had taken the staple out of the heating pipe, made it
d put a bobbin on one end fora bandle; the other end he made ‘sharp
onthe wall or floor. With this he worked the bolt back and just as the keeper
_ passed he jumped out and seized him. Then there wasa desperate struggle. Capt.
-Watgoo drew his revolver, bat Gibbs tried to get it, and stabbed at him with tha
_dagyer, but iconly went through hisciothes. They tusseled for life and death along .
the corridor, and I coald see it all by holdivg my pierce of looking glass. partly out
of my oall door. Wutgon’s wife and children could see it all through the big grated
door, but ue wody could get in, for he bad the key in his pocket, and they were
a-gyin on dreadfal, expecting ever minute to ste Gibbs kill Kim with the dagger. .
At last Gibbs threw him down and Watson reached round with the revolver to shoot -.
_ him in the back, bat was in danger of shooting himself too, and Gibbs tried to get :
hold of the pistol. —Then Watson made a desperate jerk, and kind. of turned him

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over and fired in Gibbs’ side, which mado him jump up and run into an open cell,» »

but as Watson ran after him, be turned on him again, and Watson fired twice ahd™
shot him through the heart.
at the front gate, and by all the prisouers who bad looking glasses, but none could
_ get to help Wateon, They would bave took Watson’s part, for he was kiod to them
and they liked him. Gibbs was 8 much bigger and stronger mau than Watson. -
Wheu I got out of the Harrisburg jail, which was in 1844, I fell in with a yonng
-giyl’ by the uame of —— —- , and [ lived with her. She took sick
and { utteuded to her for about two months—and nursed her, going out once in &
while to make a raisc. One uight { went toa farm house near Harrisburg, ahd
_ stole a turkey for Christmas, aud was uot found out. . a NS
One night Richard Clark, a colored man, and myself, got on @ spree, and the
next moruing we started to go to Pottsville. When we got out about two miles on
_the Jonestown road, I cume in contact with a man on the road, knocked him down,
and robbed him. He hada leather valise which was locked, put 1 didn’t stop to
gee if the fellow had the key in his pocket. I took out my knife, und as I ripped
the valise open I said “Lock upon leather makes my knife laugh ?? While I was get-
ting the plunder Richard was tending to the man. [got a gold watch and some
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able, I hid in an old hollow stump, but never told them where to find it. [ could n’t
read writing then and didn’t tink it safe to.carry such things about me. We then
made off, and the man got up and went back to a house which was not far from the
place. where we bad attacked him, and told the people that he had been knocked
down and robbed on the highway. They then tarned out and followed us; we were
overtaken aud caught and taken back to the Dauphin County Prison. I was gon-
_vieted for highwny robbery and sentenced to four years ngain in the same Prison;
Clark was also put in for the same time. This was in 1847.

_ But I forgyt to say that at Harrisburg and around, [ went by the name of Alex—

ander Mosely ; and some say Mosely is my right name and not Andersen. As both

amy father and mother died when I was ¢o very young, Tam not sure whish is right
But siece I left Harrisburg I havo always called myself Alexander Anderson, aud
‘am generally known by that name.

“ [got out,of prison the last time at Harrishurg in the spring or summer of 1851.

Counting in the time I was waiting for trial both times, | have been in the Dauphin

- declared if I did n’t she would sue me for a breach of tiarriage promise.

' Middletown again.

County Prison ahout six years and nine months. After serving out my last term
there I worked for David Hinkle and Joho Kline, at the Lunatic Asylum, two miles
from Ilarrisburg. I worked for them about three weeks, Then I got io. with ones
, aod she wanted meta marry her. [ didn’t care about doing $0, and she

I got a
little frightesed, and to get out of the scrape, I gave her leg bail, and went to
There Lstaid at Joseph Baltimore’s, a colored man who kept a

profane hous, aud some white girls. Igot to working for Gen M’Carran, on the

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canal, and worked for him fire days, and then quit because my bess would net pay
me. I still staid at Baltimore's aod. went out at uights stealiog chickéns and
turkeys, which 1 sold,” ener.

One night 1 went to o farm house and stole a turkey. The house dog began to
bark about the time [ bad the bird secure in the bag, and I off down the road ta a
haystack as hard as I could, where [ lay down, hiding myself and the turkey as

- well asIconid. Presently bere comes the man with bis big dog.. The dog had his

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nose down to the ground scenting my tracks, and come right up to where [ was

~ to put on his duds, and he cut an odd figure with his bare poles and pight canvass
fluttering in the night wind. The farmer asked me what I wanted at his place go

Jate at night? I toldbim ‘I was a stranger and had no money to pay for my lodg-
ing at the tavern ; that I had walked from Marietta, and being tired, I went to

_ the barn to lay dowd, when the dog made such » noise that I was afraid, and came to

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lay down at the stack, He said { should go into the house, ’ Twent iu with him and
he took me up stnira to bed: but { didn’t stay there in bed very long but got up,
and came down stairs and found him aud his son sitting up witha guo, The man
asked me why I didn’t stay in bed? [ told him I wanted to go out. He aid I
had no business out, that L should stay there, and if I attempted to go away he
would shoot me, I then staid there till daylight, and he never suspected me of
atealing his turkey, In tho morning he took me before the Squire’s, but as he
equid n’t testify to anything for which a warrant could igsne, the Squire let me
go; I went home to Jos. Baltimore’s, where I was informed the Squire wanted a
man to saw wood. le bad about three days sawing, and I took the job. ‘The tol-
lowing night I made an assault on a man near the Aqueduct Bridge and robbed
him. He was taken to the shanty on the Canal where he worked, and the police
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3 : sound yet,. I was then still living with. and lay that whole winter
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‘ H tion to tnke me right away, but the Squire told him that he cou Ba ica : : : ss : : ae
Li ee saw his wood anda be should not say auything to.me untill ¥. ee pi ee ankle. : bed si a * ea from Dr. Carpenter in Factury
no : an coat : : ow, and having got we traveled through the country engaged in my regu-
had finished the job. He didn’t say anything to me, but I suspected his movements qi ise See ot beatin Siler f waved. Haare, Vo re a 1g ze
d got to hear what was up when I weot home to dinner. I lost no time in mak- 3 ve E. . ; : Oe
er * ele heela as fast as 1 could: use them, and they didn’t : McGrann’s, on the New Holland turupike, above the toll gate, and we stole two
ing my escape. 1 took to my He = ee bushels of wheat. In the same month Henry Young and myself went down to
catch me. “s Lieut aati hod for Edie csknenn © bese ee a Landis’, on the railroad, and I weot to the barn and stole chickens. We were
re ston Saka aad hie traveled shins with John Sanders sweeping chim. S "nef found out. Mose Morris, Benj. Watson and myself also went down to Lemon
i out two , ee ;
pa The same falll husked care for Mr. Lindemuth, on the Marietta pike.” From : ; Pines, opened op erenee? chare, and stole two Sushala of wheat, and came on
pede I went down to the Welsh Mountain and staid there about two weeks, loafing ; ~ ae = ~ gaan: oe coaamgetai: aha = ihe te ical epaeiatn,
e ccbinespiaieniiciis, wrong cbiaok oil drinking whisky: Thia was the a wheat tats a pile of rails, aud we weut home. The next moruing I went down
sround, wh sf oe duchiare prison the Inst time (1851 ) gee Cs oa to the rail pile, got the wheat and took ittothe mill, und traded it off fur fleur,
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ge i i 1 came back to Lancaster and boarded with Bill Butler in Prinoe et. which I took home for use. This was not ound out. ; ’
ba Wit iin acta Garden, iato the house belonging to John Cormeny, | - }On the 3d of June, 1853, I married my present wifes, Sarah Anu Margaret Aarom
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- Bill then lived, [then got to boarding with her, and at last beonme boss pe and having, left —— , Trented a house from John Miller in the lower
where ae Ae for my wife, I lived with her until I got seaietadia: Bk Factory Row. During that summer and fall I worked at carrying the hod when
* ~ 2G me the hod for Wm. Kendrick, at the new. Court Honse:-L - I could get work, and put in the rest of the time in stealing and drinking whis-
i ae thet une . bids a Skew: eA 2 ky. While I lived in Factory Row, I passed a $2 counterfeit note on a German
Wd also a sae y i had a good many scrapes. Being out. of money storekeeper corner of Factory alley and Mildle-st. te said if I did not take it
a4 : hile living Wl : segs : : : : a
a ag Whi ; a vat the Harrisburg pike to the toll gute acd stole a fice turkey . back he would have me srvested. Thad but ons dollar in good money, which [
ef i\ _— day iw ‘ se a , That was as late as August, 1952. . gave him, but he wouldn’t giva m: the note back, which I wanted to take to the
ee whieh I sold to the wo ge a ee . i Fg : person I got it of. We had words about it in the store, and while he turned to
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I once Jived at Lemou Place about two weeks, when I stole a pocket book con-

tend on 9 customer, I got at his money drawer and took more than was coming
taining @ little money: put I didn’t get off my booty. They took me up but they

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did n’t put ce a t nd that they did right freoly, and then let me 20: than me! Mydaughtor, Mary Ann Anderson, was born about the last of July in
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: ace I ie living in Cormeny’s house, Mose Morris, a relation of Kitty Woods, o 7 that year,” In the winter f iia siete ccc in the odumtry. ee;
? ke his home with us, and [ allowed him. But: when he got tight he ° .,On the lith of January (1854) It J sued me for forniestion and bas-
— cone t the neighbors comaplitaea of the house. So one nightLunder- ~ oar tardy, before Squire Evans, who sent me to jail for trial: but when my trial was
ZY wae se ERP ‘ass we when he attacked me in the dark with a olub.- In to come. on sho did not appear and I was discharged by the Court. I then rented
> | took to make him “E4 ste ‘d-stabbed him three times in ‘the arm, and’ He. > heh FOOT from John Butler in Lime-st., and left town and went over to Reading.
“4: the svaflle drew my dirk Kat's sud: eee” Son Mae I up with an Irishman—and he asked me where I was going?
ze } They wanted Mose to sue me, but he was alraid. ps an my ig sg : : ene reg ss ee
Sarg 4 vn day Twas up ut Showers’ hotel, in North Queen-at., where I got in with the A I told him I was going to Reading, and he said he was going there too, when I re-
Yo ne on had ae bis iu the feed chest in the etable, tiel up in abag. He ae 3 plied that we would be company foreach other. After traveling together about
at. roan oe socok it at mein o taunting way. I didn’t like to be bantored © a mile, we came to a store, where I went in and got a pint of whiskey, on which
et it eae eg ; oney when I had none, and so when the ostier went out, I slipped the money Imade him pretty ‘drunk. We got to Reading about ten o’clock, and we laid
oy | ae es te scl and went out and asked him to take adrink. 1 treated him to j down under an apple tree. [lay pretending to be asleep, and when I was sure
San.) se 3 dhe: d sters. on Ais own money, several times, and he never found mo out or { ; he wad asleep I got to feeling his pockets, and the first thing I got my handon was
“—) ae Whiskey and oysters, : Seok | his pocket book containing two gold dollars, and about one dollar in silver, and
> “h ri a before the World’s Fair I made another raise on the Reading road. having made this unexpected “raise” I made my way out of town to the four
&e le ‘ edad Teach and I broke into a house aud stole $19 ond several other arti- | mile tavern, where I got my breakfast, and went back to Reading. There I hap-
be ii a a ee seeiy-ses getting into another jail sorape when I lived in Cormeny’s Se pened to meet the Irishman and heard him telling that he was robbed, but he
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ae vi so house. I borrowed s gua from Geo. Parks, under a false pretense, and sold it to a { didn’t know me. . “Teeattns are liv!
e434 ( Ouse. , : \ d me, but Mr. Kendrick went my bail, and bE When I came back from Reading my wife was living at the Lock on the Cone-
caida, . { atorekeeper in Spring Garden. Parke sued me, cs ‘ avine $8. bat Park { stoga. I went and staid there and got to be Lock-tender, and was doing very well,
y ae Parks agreed to make it ne ony i hart ipo ae ae pepe ee ,y-  but still I followed my regular business of stealing, Charley Nauman had some
id: { e only got one dollar. He said the Alderman kept the res Catholic Church . ; very fine Muscovy Ducks, and I stole six of them, and was never found ont.
ib cae « : After the World’s Fair, I worked for Jacob eT BRE Fe ecsiailien ae tik chef wank cohen. Bs Kaaba eek sok tat sik hee
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‘ ; ville. As we had been drinking hard, there is no knowing what the consequences a ’ Of that I am not sure, put [ kyow she hada bucket of. water In her hand, As we
bre. might have been if the show hadn’t been there that night! : : ~ wentin J met hor face to face avd demanded of her if- she bad any money. She
i In the morning we went to the house, and I told the man my feet were cold. 4 said no, I then said she must give us a levy. Sue again guid she had none to give
Afi He told mé we should go into the house and warm ourselves. We did so, and 3 me, speaking quite cross, much more 80 than before, and was about to go out of
ie: titi tite heisdiesnds vend tae ee ae the nt dor whan Letoynel tr nM er gar res, WB
ca: ; there we went to Landis’ 4 ei ee — and something: to:eat. ‘From ; i - cae H ene fe er daok he Locked
; i = bie ois ndis avers (on the Renditig road,) and I asked him to sell. ee then got up to go qut; but i — SS Ee i
y mi pint of whisky. He refused, and said he would n’t sell a pint even to his the front door and put tle key 10 hia pocket. Henry took bold ot: pre apne tee
4 : own neighbors. We then went to to the Black Horse tavern, and got our bottle. gaid she must give him some money before he would let her out. She aaid she had
if ; filed, after which we turned fromthe Reading Road and went back to the Litiz * gone to, giye him, and as sbe said that Mrs. Garber tried once more to get past me 2
bE turnpike, which we crossed and went to the Manheim road. Going out thatroad.. out of the front door, but I took hold of her or pushed her hack with my ‘eft hand,
-} : t t saw the two men in the stone quarry who witnessed against us in Court. Pass- and drew the hatchet out of my belt with the other. Aud then the big siruggle
; | i ing them, we stopped in a house where they were butchering. Then we went on commenced between us. She fought desperately, and before | knew what she was
oe a little further, stopped ina house, and asked for work.. The man said he had : about, she hed jerked the hatchet out of. my hnad and struck me over pes cheer et
EP E no work. We then went on to the black-smith’s shop and asked for work there. oe the head with it. She struck pretty hard at me, but I kept it off with my arm, and -
& He told me hé‘had no work for us, and we went on down the the Manheinr road it'dida’} stun me. I then closed with her, wrenched the hatched out of her band
i} to the next house and again asked for work, but still did not getany. The kind and struck her over the hesd two or three times with the pole of it, but didn’t
{ of work we asked for at‘all these places was chimney sweeping. : : knock herdown We struggled ou over the kitchen a good deal, aud. she broke
| The next house we came to, a little further on, was Isaac Kauffman’s. Wesaw [ loose from me and made to run into the room where they pad their money (3) but
bt: him and asked bios fur his chimneys te sweep He told us he did not want them ~ Tcaught her in the next room (2) just inside the door (c) and threw her ou the ease
A: clewned. We then asked him for something to ent, as it was getting near dinuer : After she was down I hit her on the head with the hateher, caste? © al a
is f time, and ove of the women guve us some bread. I asked, in Germun, for’ “ liver that room, until I saw what Henry: was doing. with the olilet en an
- worst” (pudding) which made Henry Inugh. They said they bad ne meat, aad We Garber, lying there, stunned from the Inet blow I gave her, and went inid -
7 left and went across the fields to where the Garbers lived. We didw’t iknow there kitchen. Henry had got into astruggie with Mra, Ream, and: had, her eee
ft t ~ pies monet ss Garher’s; but we had intended to rob at one of them three houses the step of the stairs. (¢) Just as Lonme out in the kitchen he had struggled ap
t : om 8, Kandiman s aud Garber 8) before we got there, but we saw uv chanee at from him, and was about rather getting the better of bim, and he was in. the act of
Lan é first and second, because the men were about. : } shooting her, with the pistol preseated to ber breast, bat [cold him aot to ghoot a3
Ai ( . When we got to Garber’s house, I went in first and Henry followed pe close after. the noise might raise the neighbors. Mrs. Rea still-had hold of Ueary, struggling
a : . Mrs. Garber and Mrs. Ream were in, the kitchen. [see diagram on page 7, room with. him, when [interfered and knocked her dowa ,with the hatehet.. I struck her
sf marked No 1.}] PFhad beea in that: neighborhood before, sweeping chimuevs, awe ere . an the. bead with the pole. While this was going du Mr. Gurber had came “se
y: they may have known us but I did not know them. by name, Mrs. Garber ‘aa Lena. ; ee rug iate the room (3) where the chest way. I heard ber makiug @ noise iu there,
| i churning and had got the batter worked. up in lumps ready ‘for market the next” eee Poca 5 atthe window-or where the chest was behind the door, which afterwards made mo
: morning. [t was laid our on aboard ona sind of a box in the next room ; (4) think it) - j r suspect that the money was in there some place. I then left Henry sasha
a f was a wood hox. Mrs. Garber was going about ber work in the kitchen and Mrs. Ream i dn the kitchen and went iato the bsck reous (3) where Mra, Garber wa3 4 hut that
i i Was silting there. When we wentin Lagked Mrs. Gnrber if she didn’t want ler chim-_ : room was so dark [coul! not see her. f bad sbuut got in when she collared me
i t ney ewept. She said she did not, and I thought she spoke a little orogs or sharp. -1 fore _ and then the lust bard struggle was, She fousnt farlvucty, bard goes Tae
3 ¢ yas in liquor at the time, aud felt it working in my head. We had drank ail of the ‘ ‘and struck her aguin over the heal with the back of the patchet, aud teat scroke
t } pint we got at the Black Horse tavern buta short time before. I then asked for * knocked her down. It was from thia blow that the bloot flow on an! spactered che
E € something to eat, aud Mrs. Garber gave us bread and applebutter, and asked aa if wall and ceiling, that some of ‘the witnesses spoke of: Dur it was ut dow. with the
r % we liked buttermilk ; we guid yes, and she went and got us some ot that. We sat olub. forwe did n’tuse the club acall, ag was said by one ifthe lawyers ta woet be
‘ q down and eat our “piece,” and Mrs. Garber still went on about her work. When ‘rend to the Judge and Jury (gee indictment, page 12.) Mies ype re
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bag, umbrella, watch and several other things. This was a pretty bold thing, to
be done so near town, but I was never found out, and didn’t even hear anything
said about the robbery. ;

On the second of Qctober I got ina scrape with ; or as she
called herself, and got in jail over night. She had came down to the lock and
kicked up a muss, calling me ugly names till I couldn’t stand it no longer, and I
pieked up a fishing rod and whipped her off. She went and sued me at Van
Camp’s, for assault and battery, and he sent me to jail [for a further hearing] but
the next day I was discharged. In November I borrowed a pistol from William
Anderson, under a false pretense, ard sold it to Charles Yellitts of Safe Harbor
for 50 cents, but I got that settled without going to law about it.

While I lived at the Lock I stole a great. many things, which was never fan

out. I stole from Mr. Kryder, who lives a short distance from the creek. Benj.
Curter lived with me, and he and Bill Thomas went to Kryder’s and stole chickens
and brought them to the Lock-house to me, and we lived-well.on them. .. That
-was not found out. That same winter I worked for ——, the lumber.mer-
“chant, and he .gave me a $2 Middletown note, ou Christmas day, which all the
‘tavern keepers refused, saying it was a counterfeit. I wonld go into one. tavern
after another, get a drink and offer the note, but it was refused, and I got the
liquor free. In this way I got drunk very soon that day,.and. it Ginn’ t cost me
anything either. Log Se
- When I went home and got sobered off, my wife said she wise some. sugar,
and I goes up town again, and — a pound of sugar at Mr. Hubley’s gracery
“store, for which I gave him the $2 note and he gava me change.. While there I

picked up a new basket belonging to the store, put my sugar in it, and took it z

home. I guess the note waa good after all, but they never found out who stole
the basket. That winter one of Jacob Huber’s boats loaded with lumber for the
York County bri!ge; was lying below the lock, froze up. Mr. Huber had given
me charge of the boat-to keep-the water bailed out, and I went down every
morning to jook after it. There were two barrels of whiskey in the boat, and
_as I was very fond of a dram, I thought it wouldn't be much harm to:take a litte

of the whiskey, such cold weather. Sol tapped one of the barrels and helped.

‘myself, and fared very well on the whiskey every day, until the frst barre! was
empty, when I begun on the second, One morning [goes down to the boat, as
usual, and as it had snowed a little the night before I saw tracka about the boat

- and uy the side of the hill. -WhenI got in the boat I saw one. of the trunks

open and some clothes lying out. I looked at the clothes, and seeing they were
-gooul, L helped wyself to a great many things ; but I did not get the watch which
they said in the court: house had been taken. If there was a watch it must have
been taken- by the'one who had opened the trunk and gone up the hill: When
the robbery of the boat was discovered, I was suspicloned and a warrant taken
out-at Mayor. Kieffer’s. - Constable Gundaker arrested me, and took. me to the
Mayor’s oflice, who sent me to jail for trial, on two charges. I was.tried at the
January Court in stint jeans guilty and sent out here “ae for one‘ year: and
four months. : : eee as

~ T behaved pretty: well when in prison, but it was because I hadn’t much: chance
to misbehave. Still it seemed asif the devil would n’t let me be honest, not even
when I had no whiskey. When I was in Prison the first time in the new Prison, it
was in the winter and Jacob Foltz was keeper. I don’t mind the year, but Mr.

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Foltz went out and Mr. Locher took possession of tbe prison: and in the Sum-
7 mer before I got out I was put to weaving cloth and I stule three yards to. make a
pair of pants. I would not:have took it, but , one of the prisoners
,\ told me to get him a pair of: pants of that striped cloth sad I done so, and when
I told him I had the cloth cut.off, he said he wouldn’t have it; and then I didn’t
know what to do with it. . I put itin my bed, and there it was found by one of
the keepers who asked me what I had the cloth in my bed for? I was taken by
surprise, and didn’t know what to say at first; but at last I said I cut it off toput
it in my bed because I laid-so hard and there was no straw of any account in the
_. bed. The keeper took it off and I heard no more about it till I came out, when I
oa saw —— the person, and asked him if he told the keeper about the cloth.
He said he didn’t, and he appeared to be in a great anger about it and said he
would go that day and see the keeper about it, hut I heard no more about the
cloth. : i ae
I came out of prison-on a Sunday, in May 165t),.and the first place I went, was
a —— 3, who kept a house ddwn town, where I got inte another scrape
and:had.to leave. M , who had.been maid at the Prison, was there .
having left the Prison:a little before me. Another of ’s girls was in Prison,
and I went down there to tell to send up a dress she wanted. Af gob
drunk and insisted I should marry her, (she was a white woman!) right or wrong
but I refused to have anything to do with her. In consequence of her determina-
tion, together with the effects of liquor, the party became very noisy, and hearing
somebody trying to force the.door, I looked through the key hole and saw what
T took to be a police officer. Fearing I would again be arrested on some other
charge, I made my escape. out of the back whew, and left the city as soon as
I could get away. ace
.I went to Philadelphia, where I wok ona boat, and went up to Reading. Ihad
scarcely got to Reading, before [ got employment from John Hill, and next went
down to old Chester to help to unload the coal boats forhim. I went from there
with him up to Schuylkill Ilaven.... We got there on the last day of August, but
aoa the dysentery and rheumatism so ba that [ was not able titulo any work:

pee “ent a boy to a Squire’s, and he got writings for me to go to the Poor House,

where I went. I staid there nine, weeks, when Mr. Taylgr, steward of the Lan-
| caster County Poor House sent for me (as I belonged to this county) and the
Stewart gave me three dollars, and put me on the cars for Reading.. There I took
| the stage for Lancaster. That uight I staid at Ben Roberts’, in Middle-st., where
' my wife was living. The next day I went tothe Lancaster Hospital, where I
staid until the following spring of 1857. I then took my wife and child and went
7 | to the “Spook House,” on the Cinestonk near the Railroad Bridge, where I had
rented two rooms. J worked two days in town, and found I could not get spii-
sient work to maintain my family, so I made up my.mind to go te Lebanon. I
took Henry Richards with me, and had to pay his fare in the stage, which he

paid me back again after he got work up at Lebanon. :
| In Lebanon [ got into work with Daniel Fress, and James Flechter & Co., but I
had a good deal of trouble to get a place to board = Lat last. gota place, but at
% supper the man said he could not board me because I was acolored man, That
night { had to go to the Dudley Furnace, where | lay on a plank that night. The.
H next morning I went to my boss and told him Icould not work untill got a place
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1 did ao, and went to the house of Jesse Dickison, and there I boarded until I

came down to Lancaster and took my family np to Lebanon. This wasin June, |

1857. [then rented aroom from a colored man named David Henry, and lived there |
until I got a honse from Mr. Wolf, to which I moved my wife and child. At that
time I was working for my living, carrying the hod. But when I lived at Henry’s
I got Dave and Andy to go out and steal chickens for me. They went to Joe
Uhler’s and stole all his shanghais: They were suspected and when Joe came
to enquire about it, Dave and Andy run of but I stood my ground. He asked
me where | got the chickins and I told him Dave and Andy brought them to me,
and told moe they got them where they worked. Jve said no more to me, but
went to a lawyer’s, and sent a police officer after them; but he did n’t catch.
Dave and Andy, and leat the chickens. Sometimes I went out myself and stole
chickens, and fared well, because everything was so dear, and I thought I had
better try to get along alittle cheap. But I began to find that would n’t do and
I commenced buying meat and potatoes, and tried to leave stealing alone, but I
had carried it on so long-and to such an extent that I could n’t quit it, and now
it appears I have come to the end of my rope. The words of my dear wife now
ring in my ears when it is too late; but it is my own fault that I must suffer, for
i have had warning enough! Be
On the 13th of December, 1857, Henry Richards and myself went to a farm
house near Lebanon, at night, to steal chickens, and while we were in the stable
the man came home and we stood inside of the door. The man stood close to
as, but he did n’t see us, and then we went home without chickens. This was
the night before we started out on our last trip, which ended in bringing us here

to suffer death.

But befere I tell you all about that lant terrible journey, I want to say some
other things I forget as | went along. I have made a practice of keeping a wo-
man, besides my wife, for about five years. Her name is [ kept
this woman, unbeknown to my wife: but when I lived at the lock I used tocome
into town at night and my wifesuspicioned me. One night she tracked me to

spect for her and kind of feared her, I drew my cap over my face, changed 1, _ +
voice, and slipped out the back way and came round front, when she was stand-
ing at the door. I asked her what she was doing at such a place, but she wanted
to know what I had been doing in there, and.she took me home with her and
plead with me to leave off my bad doings. . rok
_ While in Lebanon I received a letter from an old soldier, like myself. He, like .
a brother would do, sent a letter to me and told me the price of grain—that wheat
was $2.90 a bushel—and where weconld buy uscorn. We went and got some
and retailed it uut to anybody we could. [ burnt the letter and hestated that he
was glad I had got in so good a business; that he was engaged in the business
and he was going through with it.*

I have had considerable to do with women, but I never married any but the one.
One time I attacked a girl up at Elizabethtown, but she made such an outcry,
that I had to let her go. The people came running and saw moe, but I made my

* This paragraph Anderson explained to us to refer to buying and passing counterfeit
money, thore engaged init using such terms asthe “ price of grain” o., when writing
about the commodity they deal in—so that if the'letter falls into the hands of a third party.

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CONFESSION OF THE MURDER. 37

escape and got out of their reach. On another oovcasion L robbed a boy at Mid-
aletown of money te give to agirl I was then in with.
I have been following this business for some time, and though I thought I done
very well at it, my race ia now nearly run and [ must be hung at last! I feel
that my sentence is just, and I didn’t expect to get clear from the first. Ihave
traveled a great deal through the country in my lifa time, and never done any
good. I was continually stealing and drinking whisky, and gambling. [feel
the fruit of these things now, and I am sorry I have lived to see this day.- oh t
my God! look down’on me in thy mercy and save my soul, for I have confessed
my sins to thee, and thou art God, and besids thee there is none else. Have
mercy on me, oh, God! according to thy loving kindness ; according to the mul-
titude of thy tender mercies do away my sins |! *

CONFESSION OF THE MUKDER. eee

Henry Richards and myself left my house in Lebanon on Monday the i4th da
of December last. We left home in the morning. My wife said nothing to me in
particular that morning, as has been reported. She had often begged ma- to
stop my drinking and stealing, for she feared it would bring me to the

gallows. She did not know the business Henry and myself was going on that ©

morning, but supposed we were going to hunt work, which was our pretense
as we had our Sweep’s dress and tools with us. But our real intention was to
rob and plunder, though we did not expect to murder. I took the hatchet with
me from home, for the purpose of breaking open chests, trunks, or other things
that had money or goods in. I carried itin my belt where the chimney scraper
‘ig usually carried. I stole this hatchet at tho building of Samuel Riser’s house
in Lebanon that same month. Ue was hunting it and asked mo about it, and [
told him a lie—that I did not avo it. But I confess Pstole it. | took it because
he promised to give me a half dollar, but he did ’nt doit. Solstole the hatchet
—the same hatchet the murder was committed with. Henry had a pistol with
{t was loaded when we

~ We came on to Speedville Forge, and there we got our dinner, The next place
we stopped was at the Mill, where we got a piece to eat, Then we came on to a
- house where there was no person at home. Henry then sail, “Let us break in
and steal what we can;” but I said that wouldn’t do while the tavern was close.
He then said, “let us go on,” and we went on to the cross roads on the other side
of Litiz. “Weentered Litiz on the east corner and came to the turnpike, along
which we made our way to the place called Fiddler’s Green, - Before w2 got there
we stopped in the woods until aftor dark, as it was our intents. to plunder at
‘the old log house that night. As soon as it was dark xve came on to the old log
house cn this side of Fiddler’s Green, (Neflsville) and Henry and myself had con-

' eluded to rob them, but the people were traveling to the Green to see a show that

was there that night, and we thought it would not be safe to make the attempt.
We then went to the barn and got to drinking pretty freely. At last we laid
down in the barn and slept there that night.

We knew two or three old bachelors (the Binkleys) lived alone in this old log
house, and Henry supposed they had money in the house. Ile seemed to know
moro about them than I did, but we had agreed on the way to rob them, and was
only prevented by the stir of the people going to and from the “show” at Nefis-

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my away, but was too far gone. | don’t know whether Mrs. Renm wag or not, but
[ suppose she was, as abe wasn’t dead yet when Henry cut her throat afterwarda. *

We then went to ransacking the house. Henry searched the drawers and got’

most of the things out which were found at the “ Spook House,” and gome we left
on the hill. I got some pennies ina tin box in the cupboard. We found no ae
money, and [ still looked round, and I said, “here is a chest, there must be secre
money in there,” and [ knocked the lid open and throwed -the things out. Then i
apied the money in che bottom of the chest in a cup or bowl, and took the ae
of it. Henry was in the other room too, (4) and in hunting round for mguey, got
to the clock, which he stopped, bat I don’t know just why he done it, or: sasiber
he didn’t go to do it. Lsuppese he was feeling in for money when he ee it: When
I got the money out of the chest. I didn’t want to wait for any more, but as we
were agoing we heard the women grocning, and Henry says ‘‘cut their shacsvile " and
he went to the kitchen aud got two butcher knives and 4 razor from the pene I
took one of the: knives and cut Mrs. Garber's threat and then handed it to may
and be cut Mrs. Ream’a throat. He wasn’t satitfied with cutting her throat once
but went back and cut her the second time. He did this because she kind of raked
as we were going out, and it seemed as if the women were not all together dead
yet when we left the house Henry then put on Mrs. Garber’s shoes. -
- I forget to teil you that the only thing Iocan mind of Mrs. Garber saying was
when I attacked her the second time in the back room, she said; ** OA don't—Pll give
you the key /” or something like them words. But the whiskey and the devil was
in me then, and I coulda’t stop to think, and [ had then gone too far not to finish
the business, even if I bad :hought of listening to what she was saying. ;
When we went to lesvo the house, and I tried the outsice door it was locked ind.
the key out, [ac tirst did n't kuow what it meant, but Henry toak the key out of
hig: pocket aud unlocked the dour, He then told me be bad locked the door and
put the key in his pocket when we first went ,in to get a “levy” to buy a pint of
whiskeyy We then went out aud mado our way off from the bouse as fast as we
could, We started to go to the turopike, but Henry’s pants and cuat was $9 bloody

that we did n’t go far before we turned and went across @ field and up through the -

woods; and in the woods Henry took off his pants and coat, and left ‘them there,--_.-

because they hud blued os them, and T° gave Henry my coat. He bad three pair
of pants on, and only took the upper ones off: we also left a bucdle of things up

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on the side of the hill near Ream's house, which I told Mr. Garber since where to

to find, when he whs here to see me in prigon. :

- Then ag went to the turupike, aud we stopped in the woods the otber side of the.
gate. While we were in the wocds Isauc Kauffman passed in a wagou driving to-.
werk town. I think he knew or suspicioned us, for be nodded and L nodded to

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nbghaw terete rei sio mned, for the purpose of-
eons can” him, and testing the accuracy of what ho had written, the scene was an’
throughout those lonely, yet alas! inhabited wails. Alone i i ;
who had dyed his hands in the blood of innocence, under be ee eens
listening to the horrid detuils, waa calculated to make nervous people shudder ! When he
vm to that part of the outrage where the persons of the helpless victims were violated,
w og oom noe not maintain his composure, and greatly agitated, ke exclaimed, °
ke Se ee anging is too good for so Vile a wretch!” We had no desire to press him
ety a ag nett Tt were better for the world’s estimate of human nature that the
pei ane n of the paragraph to which this is a note had never been writién by the wretohed
inal. “Let us hope that ita like may never cccur in this community again. -

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d then drove on. When we came to the

r's to geta pint of whiskey, und I went
[ talked to the gate keeper and asked
One of the men who witnessed against us in court was there (Mr.
Longenecker,) and I felt pretty sure he wanted to get somebody to arrest Us, but
we looked so hard he was afraid to try it himself. Our hands and my shoes were
all bloody thea, which they could have seen if they had looked.

. We then came down to the big white house (Stambaugh’s) and turned in to the
Henry had given.me & gold ring which he found in one of the drawers in

him. Ie stopped and looked-at us an
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: Garber’s house, and ‘Lhad it on my fioger, but I began to think there might be &

name on it. So I took it off, and sure enough, there was a name in, the inside of it,
and I broke the ring and throw it away along side of the fence. At the next |
brick house, before we got to the New Holland pike, petweea the pike and the big
white house, we sat down in the field, along by the fence, and counted our moncy:
We then went across fo the New Holland pike, where the creek crosses near the
big brick house (Tomlinson’s,) but before we got over the fence we washed the
blood off our hands in the run, and I washed the blood off my boots, standing on
the sand in the shatlow waier. ‘While I was washing the blood off my boots there
was aman who hada gua standing on the little bridge on the pike, and he looked
had more than half the last
endy, and if he had attempted to take us there would have’

pint of whiskey in us alr
When we got over the

been more bloody work, for then we would have resisted.
fence he went on. I told Henry then that man wanted us and that they would ty

to arrest US, —
“We went up round the barn, across the ploughed field; and struck the ra:irond at

the “Willow Pond” culvert. I had cut my thumb at Garber’s when [ was cutting —
Mrs. G's throat, aud it was gtill bleeding. [took out ua old handkerchief und hold

it up, aud Ifenry took out his butchor knife and cut a piece off, whick { tied my
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working on the railroad swore about in court.
_+ We went ov down to the big bridge, aud from that over to Delong’s.
place there was told right by the witnesses, except, that [ gave Mary Delong two
dollars and her bog a half dollar. x * «© -* © T ler $3.50 there in alk The

time I was down from Lebanon I had staid there over night and hed wot paid them

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gtore and buy u
things, and strike tor the mountsia.” That was the reave
feuce along the Groffstown road, intending to get them as we went back. Before
we hid the knives,.[ found the blood hud soaked through the pasts flenry bad taken
off, and that the ones he had on yet was bloody. So L'takes out my knife and cuts
a blood spot out of the upper pair, but the blood had gone through ta the under
ones and still showed. © ee, pin foes
. : Wheu we found the boys and police wasafer us, {lenry wis scare

run, but I told him he shouldn't run, I kvew we would be arrested, but somehow
I didu’t seem to care, but L suppose it was welt they didat try € take ny befora
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pants, but when they were searching me in the Mayor’s office I kept the bloody
side turned away from the light as wellasI could. When the police was fetching
asup to jail, we were a good deal scared, for fear they might mob us, and that is
the reason [ didn’t want to go down the next Saturday for another examining.
These are the particulars of the murder, os near as I can remember them, for I
Was so much in liquor and excited at the time, that there is many things I may
have forgotten, but [ have told you und written nothing io this but what is true, the

words of a dying mau who has confessed and rep oted but too late for hope in this
world ; aN

Thereuson [ did not tell the truth in-the Court House, even to my lawyer, or the -

judge, was because I knew there were some anxious to get it to publish; bat ag I
knew I must die, 1 wanted it published forthe benefit of wy poor wife and children.

T told Henry uot to tell how the munder was done for the same reason. There was

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several-who wanted to get my contession, and offered to pay me for it, but I refused

them all, and they*would bave liked very much if 1 had told all about it when the
Judge sentenced us, but I kept the @uth tu myself, for this purpose, which is the
last I can do tor my poor wife, who [ so much wronged, and our poor little children.

REFLECTIONS OF THE CONDEMNED IN PRISON,

On the 20th day of December I determined to put an end to my miserable life
aud made a rope to hang myself with, Butit happened that God sent his ser-
vant * to preach the Gospel of mercy to the poor prisoner, and his words took
root iu my heart and I feared to die.in all my guilt and and face an angry God.
So after the jury found me guilty I gave the rope to the watchman and [ conciud-
ed to trust in the Lord for mercy. I then took my Bible and read and found
great relief, for | was assured the Lord would hear my cries for mercy, although
I had sinued so great against him; but I confessed all my sins to God, and I feel
that God will forgive me of all my sins and bring me— even a poor wicked wretch-
ed sinner like me—to the kingdom of heaven—and this [ beg for the Lord Jesus
Christ’s sake. é

I once before attempted to kill myself when in prison, before, by self-abuse; but
I found it did n’t afect me much although I continued the practice until my time

was up.f I had a wonderful strong constitution, and what would have killed |

others did n’t have much effect upon me, as it has upon other prisoners.

Iam aman that never made a practice of going to the house of God. I de-
lighted in sin, but O how [ grieve now because of my sins! I pray day and night
to the living God that I may obtain forgiveness for my sins and meet death with,

joy and not with grief. Task pardon of all the people 1 have wronged, every-

* Rev. Tueo: A. Hopkins. This refers to that zentleman’s first sermon in the prison,
where there had been no preaching for some months previously. At that time Mr. H.
had had no communication with either Anderson or Richards, and, of course, was not
aware of the feelings and purposes of Anderson. He did not visit them in their cells
until after their condemnation. :

t The disgusting practice to which Anderson here refers, prevails to @ great extent
among prisoners, and produces the most sad and disastrous results. Prison Keepers bear
uniform testimony to this, and there is nothing in their official experience which gives-
them more trouble and solicitude. Nor is the practice confined to prisoners alone. It
pervades all classes of society, and spreads imbecility and disease in its desolating track.
Let those who may read these pages—especially the young—beware of the secret practice
of self-abuse. Before they are aware of the approach of danger, they may find them-.
elves victims to a hopeless disease of mind and body! :

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where ; and I know that the Lord will pardon me because I have confessed my
sing to him and believe with faith in Jesus Christ, the only begotten son of God.
Oh, J pray God that all who read this’ Life and Confession = give Mi drinking
whisky, hecause now you své the fruits of whisky ! If Thadn followed the pras-
tice af drinking. whisky I would never have been in prison—t would uot now be
on my way to the gallows! But I now see my end, and feel the pain of all my
labora nnder the burden of gin,. But, in the short time I have to live, { will try
to labor for the kingdom of heaven—to obtain that mercy which God has pron:
ised to all them that come to him through: Jesus Christ, confessing and. woleE
their sins. Oh! Isee my sius that f have committed against a giclee ~
yes, that God who liveth so high above the earth ; but he sees me and Saers red
heart—that God will pardon me from all, my ains and I will find mercy at last!

Have mercy upon me, oh, God, a miserable sinner! Wretch that lam, save my _

soul alive, for I see my sins an

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amass 15. My poor wife and children, and my mother-in-law, was here to

see me, to-day. My daughter, Mary Ann Anderson, was siggagee the last at amy)
1853. My son, Aaron Alexander Anderson, was born on the 25th day of Decem-
ber, 1857. larewell wife! and farewell children! If I never see you = in
this world, I hope to see you in the world to conte. Olt when I look back ore
my past life it makes my heart ache to think how dreadful E have sinped ans
the living God, who is my life and my strength, and who invited mie to come ta
the waters of life and take freely, that my soul need never thirst again ; but my
heart was so hard that I refused to hear the welcome voint of him that ts my.
God and my Saviour, till now iam brought down to the footstool of mercy: Oh,
my God! have mercy upon me, a sinner, for Jesus Christ’s sake. ws poe
ne: forgive all my enemies, and God bess them! And ae may xod ass 8
hearts of them, and when they come to die, oh God, receive their aa in the
kingdom of heaven, where they will live forever, in the world to come!
, Welcome, sweet day of rest;
That saw the Lord arise;
Welcome to this reviving breast
And these rejoicing eyes:
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And owns the dreadful sentenco just:
Look down, oh Lord! with pitying eyo,
And save the sou! condemned to die -

d the burden of them is greater than I can bearup

Have wares: oh my God! my Saviour! and the Lord Jesus Cbrist. Mate - to

- fgel that my sins are forgiven me and cauge-my sad soul to rejoice in _— ; that
when my body is laid in-the grave my soul will arise ond be with cick the
Lamb of God that takest away the sins of the world. This I pray ey
I'forgive all my enemies: freely, and pray for them, that God will also forgive
them, and bring them to their happy home at the last day. fe
_ Marcu 16. I feel very much inclined to write a fuw lines for my conivs3i0n to>
day.. J hope you, the Court, will not think that I think they have pep too Shr
to. me,.for I deserved to suffer for my bad conduct : and I hope the. people
forgive me for. all that Ihave done. I am heartily sorry ‘for all my sue ie ¥
heart is now changed—O! Iimplore you that read this Confession to believe
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to keep them down: but by the graco and mercy of God I hope to leave this
world in peace and to love all men. I hold no malice against any one; [ love
everybody, and I hope everybody will forgive me for my sins. There is a great
many | offended, and I can’t get to see them to make restitution with them, but
I hope whev they get this Confession that they will freely forgive me for all that

I have done to them. I pray they wil! forgive me, for I acknowledge that Ihave

done wrong, and I pray to God to forgive me. This I beg in the name and for
the sake of Jesus Christ. Amen. :
O! what a joyful thing that was that Mr. Hopkins, the siciiiintinn: 6 cams that

Sunday to preach the gospel in the Prison. He saved my life, and xo far I feel |

that God will fulfil his promise that he promised, to my soul. Oh, what a bless-
ing it was. Then I had the rope all ready to hang myself with! Oh, when I
think it makes me shudder, to think of the place where I was about to send my
soul with allits guilt upon my head—into hell—into torment and misery—for-
ever and ever! Oh! how thankful I am to-day that a messenger was sent to
the Prison to call me back! Oh, how wicked (or weighty] I felt the guilt in my
breast! And oh, how I thank God this day that my heart was affected and turned
From that day I turned into the path that leads to mercy and everlasting life*
Oh, I pray that God will bless his servant for the good he has done for me, and I
will pray for him to my last. Ido give most humble amd hearty thanks to the
people for their kindness since my sentence. They have been very kind in con-
tributicy their mites. The kind people have given me $28* to support my wife
and children, for which I did ask charity. Don’t think you won’t be paid, for
God will reward yon with the blessing of heaven, and all those who believe on
tho Lord Jesus Christ, and do servo him with all their heart, and with all their
soul, aud with all their strength, and walk holy before him all tho days of their
life. Well, [ am now trying to dogo, and by the help of God [ will endeavor to
walk mantfully in the way that God requires me to go in, for T feel that [ desorve
to undergo the punishment that awaits me, and by the help vf God I will face
death with faith in Jesus Christ, my Saviour and my God. Oh it will goon be
that I will rest, to be troubled no more in this vain world of sin and sorrow.

I feel that Longht to write this downin my confession, that the Trustees would.

not accept of ny letter that I sent to them asking them to receive my body, Oh
what would they think if God would refuse them! * * * * O,I did beg,
as a dying man, and they did refuse to receive my body in the graveyard. Oh,
they ought to remember me, adying man; although I have been so wicked, I
pray you forgive me, and forget all that I have done. I beg youinthe name of
Jesus Christ, my Saviour, to forgive me, adying man. Oh, I ask this of you,my
dear friends!) Oh, remember me adyiug man! 0, I have returned to God with
faith, and I repent of my sins with a true heart and a steadfast faith in the Lord
Jesus Christ, believing-in him, that he is able and willing to forgive me my sins.
Oh! then remember me a dying man. While I was. living at the Old Jail I tend-
ed the horses, and ran off, and I feel that I have done wrong, for he was good tome
and by me runuing off I feel that I have done wrong, and I implore his forgive-
ness. Oremembcrmo! a dying man pleads the forgiveness of his.fellow men.
O remember me, adying man! O remember that the day is coming when we
must all stand before the tribunal bar of God to give an account for the deeds

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REFLECTIONS OF ‘THE CONDEMNED .IN PRISON. 45

done in the body. Then there will be no witness—no jury to bring you in guilty
—but God that sits on the Throne of Judgment vee every one according to
the deeds that have been done in the body.

I think I forgot to tell you my age I was 37 years old the next day after the
crime was committed. These things that [ write aud have written io my Life and.

Confession, I wrote them with feeling from my heart, with a good conscience, and
I felt that in this I was doing what was right, because I am’ telling just what is
trae. I would ’nt wish to draw your attention to the worldly sport I have played,

and the bad things I have done, but to give you a true confession of every thing:

that I have been guilty of. It sometimes seems hard that I must suifer so much
here in Prison, with the bolts, for my legs are sore now, and I must wear them till
the day of my death. But, thank God! [-have got patience to wait und bear them,

for my soul is free from the power of the devil aud his devilish angels. To the Al- «

mighty God I lift my eyes and knowest that thou hearest my prayers, because I
believe thy promises 0, my God! give me thy grace, to help me and enlighten my
mind, that I may see thy face and find mercy in thy sight. O! turn my face from
my sins and blot out all my misdeeds, O God, that they may not rise up against me
in judgment, for my soul waits upon God and I will continue the remainder of my
life in the services of my God, who snys to me in his Good Book: ‘Come unto me
all ye that labor and. are heavy laden, and! will give you rest; take my yoke
upon youand learn of me, for I am weak aud lowly in heart, ond ye shall find rest
unto your souls, for my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”

I sought for mercy and found it in the blood of Jesus Christ, the Son of God. T
fell at the foot of the Cross and plead with Jesus for mercy, and my cry Was heard
in heaven, and [ felt relief before I rose up off my knees. God has spoke peace to
my soul, which wos sick with the awful complnint of sin; and there wus none to
cure the sin sick soul but he that made it—that was Josus Christ, the Son of God.
All my hope lies on him, and my prayers cease not, for I will pray my life away to
be with him, who invites the poor sinner: “Ilo t every ouo that thirsteth, come ye
to the waters of life, and buy wine and milk without money and without price.”
O my God! I come to thee us a poor wretched sinner, pleading for mercy. Oh hear
my prayer and graut rest to my soul! Looze me from the bondage of Satan. O
God leok down upon me, # poor sinner, aud do thou have mercy upon me, for I
have confessed my sins and hide them not. Mercy !. oh Lord, have mercy.

Fare-well to this vain world of sin and sorrow! J bid you alladieuw. And if I
no more eee you I pray to my Lord to see you in the kingdom of heaven; and this
I beg for Jesus Christ’s sake. Amen. Our Father who ert in Heaven, Haliowed
be thy name. Thy kingdom come; Thy will be done on earth, as itis in Heaven.
Give ua this day our daily bread: And forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those
who tresspass against us. And lead us not into temptation; But deliver as fronr
evil, For thine is the kingdom, the power, aud the glory, forever and ever. Amen.

~ ' . Just as I am, without one plea, ; m4 oe

.. But that thy blood was shed for me, 1
And that thou bidst me come to thee—.. -
O Lamb of God I come!

Just as I am, and waiting not,

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OQ Lamb of God I come !

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_ Just as I am, though tossed about, ~
With many aconflict, many a doubt,
With fears within, and foes without—
O Lamb of God I come!

Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind—
: Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
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a Just as I am, thou wilt receive,
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Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God I come! I come!

(Signed] ALEXANDER ANDERSON.

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SUPPLEMENTAL REMARKS.
On er-about the first of April, Anderson’s wifa removed from Lebanon to Lancaster,
and she and the children spent most of “Good Friday” in the cell of the condemned.
On that day he wrote the following ou a slip, pasted in his Prayer Book. :
“E bless God for the holy teacbing of this Book, Alexander Anderson. Lancas:
ter County Prison, Good Friday, April 2, 1858.”
On a slip to be left in his Bible on the day of execution, he also wrote the fol-
lowing: ae
«Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy Jaden, and I will give you rest.
Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for 1 am meek and lowly in heart; and

fi i islight. [I
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bless God far the Holy teuchings of this book. ALEXANDER ANDERSON.”: -

“Laxcaster County Prison, Good Friday, April 2, 1858.” oe §
. Also the following on a separate slip : °

“ Alexander Anderson was liung on the 9th of April, 1858.”
“ Henry Richards was hung on the 9th of April, 1858 ”

On the Sthof April, Anderson sent the following letter to the writer:

‘Please come up to the Prison to see me. I wish you to write a piece for me,
and I want to see you, and then we can consult ; and if you don’t want to come up
to the Prison, you can compose it in your office. I wish to return my thanks to the
people for their kind mites They have given me a good a = aie 3 to =
my family. hey have given me $333. as ia ‘
* We then had an interview with the condemned in bis cell. He spoke feelingly
of hig wife aud children, who had been with him on Good Friday, and desired his
thanks to be expressed to the public through the press, for their “mites,” in addi-
tion to che paragraph he had furnished for his ** confession” in relation to the same
matter. He expressed his readiness to die, and said it was a blessed thing that he
has been brought to die in this way, for since his condemnation he had come to see
his sins and repented of them; whereas, if he had been killed or died suddenly, he
must have been lost forever. 2

During this interview he stated that be forgot to say in his ‘‘Confession’’ that he

was indebted to Mr. II. C. Locher,the keeper of the Prison, for the suggestion of |

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having his Confession printed for the benefit of his wife and children, who mention-
ed the matter to him soon after his arrest, and told him to make no promises to any
one until after bie trial was over and he had time to reflect upon what was best for _
him to do, [He desired this acknowledgment to be made in his name.

His Larren to rnuz Trustress: The letter to the Trustees of the African Churoh
to which reference is made in the foregoing Confession, was sent to Mr. James, the
Minister of the African Church, and was as follows:

--To THH FRiunDs AND Trustees of THE CuurcH: I, a dying man, take my pen in
hand to inform you that I amin a good state of health, aud hope theso few lines may
find you the same. I hope the friends will take this into consideration and permit
my body to be buried in your grave-yard. I have been very wicked, and, through
the blindness ‘of intoxication, [ am coudemned to die a murderer, but I have wholly
thrown myself-upon the merits of Jesus Christ. my Saviour. I[ hope the brothers .
of the Church will not look at my crime in such way that it will influence them
not to put my body in the grave yard. I don’t think that my friends are so much
against me, that they will nor permit my body to be buried in their burying ground.
Well, my friends, if you won’t permit thar, I will be buried somewhere. [ feel that
my soul will uot be refused in the presence of a Holy God; for I feel that I have
been born gnew inthe grace of God. For I have wholly cleaved to the arm of
mercy which God extends tome and to all people. 0, friends, take compassion on
me, a dying man. You will be paid for the ground.

~-O, my dear friends, take compassion. [ ask you, in the name of Jesus Christ, to
grant that my body may be permitted to lie in the burying ground. OQ, dear
friends, if I have offended yop so much, I pray you to forgive me, 4 dying man—
and pray for me. ie : ‘

T now end my letter with trembling hands. O, my dear friends, I suppose this is
my last letter; and the lnst time that you will read my hand-writing Ob, grant
that which I ask of yon; for it isa duty thatour Lord Jesus Christ bad bid us to
perform—that we shouid love one another, a6 he, loves us. But Ido not forget
that I have broken that commanument. And I pray that my God wil! forgive me
all that I have done, but I implore yours towards me, a dying man.

. LANCASTER, March 9, 1858. ALEXANDER ANDERSON,

The next day the Trustees held a meeting to consider the request, which they
concluded not to accede to, and sent Anderson the following reply, which called
forth the reflections given in his Confession : ‘ ;

. The Trustees met and they will not. have uo murderer on their grave yard.
Though God has pardoned him, we cannot have his body.”

‘Tne Burcner Knives Fouxp: After Anderson’s conviction he told Mr. Locher,
the keener of the prison, where the knives with which the throats of their victims
had been out could be found. Search was accordingly made, and they were found
at the place designated in the foregoing Confession. These-knives are in the
possessioh of James Cross, Barber and Hair Dresser, in North Queen-st., Lancas-
ter, who has a colleotion of the instruments with which most of the murders and
manslaughters in the county have been committed.

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_ RICHARDS AND HIS CONFESSION. prae

For a long time after his conviction Richards would not confess to the murder
for which he was under sentence of death. Ife told different stories, contradicting
each other, and generally laying all the blame upon his partner incrime.. Ile evon
lied ta his. spiritual advisers, and treated the matter lightly to all who conversed
with him on the subject. Every person who visited the poor wretches were sur-
prised, if not shocked, at the apparent indifference with which Richards deported
himself, appearing as unconcerned as if he were only confined for some petty iar-

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§: : To those who did not know the man, it really seemed as if he were determined to
fi. I go to the gallows laughing. He laughed at every body, and he laughed at nothing.
§ ae He was a living onigma to the good men who had taken so much paing to instruct ;
1 b. : him, At times when he appeared to be most seriously impressed with their earnest
uid exhortations to a true repentence, he would suddenly burst into a laugh, when every
{ ! ‘ body else would suppose @ groan would be more appropriate. At length, however, :
i the counsels of his spiritual advieers prevailed, and he confessed the truth. He

: detailed the circumstances of the murder, substantially the same a8 they are detail-
eS ed in Anderson’s confession, and unequivocally admitted bis equal guilt in the mat-
' ter, confirming the worst features of the tragedy. From that time he began to show

_ signs of true repentance, ‘and consistently adhered to the trath in his statements.
i. The life of Richards was devoid of interesting incidents. Previous to the Man-
heim tragedy he had been regarded as one who would steal occasionally and drink

whisky habitually, but as not an unusual desperate character. Tle was in the Lan-

caster County Prison twice for larceny—the last time being in April 6, 1856. The

. first time he was pardoned out through the exertions of Jacob B. Amwake, Esq., a8
4 + detailed in that gentleman’s testimony on the trial. The second time he served out
H his term, and he did nothing more to enlist public attention until his arrest for the

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fe 6 in The Express, the facts of which were furnished by a gentleman who was a0- iS Le Log ay,
‘ it; ; quainted witb tho parties from their childhood. Previous to that publication 20 RA ee
hays! one had breached the idea that Anderson and Richards were nearly related to each
Tih i other by blood. They themeclyes made no such pretensions—had no such know- Z
ish | ledge—did not suspect guch a thing. The public will therefore no doubt be sur- ioe
prised to learn that Alexander Anderson, (alias ‘Alexander Moxely) and George Bae. gt ll 4 lifes
Henry Richards (alias Richardson) were brothers—children of the same man! Such . ; %/ ‘ GPG
is nevertheless true, as the following relation of indisputable facta willshow. ....:

_ It will be recollected that on the trial of Richards his counsel set up the plea of
insanity, and one of the two witnesses called to make out the case, was Mr. Amwake,
who testified that he had known Ricbards from a boy, he having lived in Mr. A.’e
family from the time he was six years old until he was fifteen. Referring to a por: ig bes 5 ;
peneity Richards had when a boy of butting his head against the wall, Mr. A. tes= LESS PROSE SEEEE: thy Y LE Ge Lz 4 we
= tified that his father used to say it was in consequence of being a seven month child. , z EBLE OSE: Lg ZG é
“That allusion doubtless furnishes a key to the singular conduct of Richards in
laughing at every thing.. Henry Richards was the reputed son of Robert Richards,
who died in Lancaster about two years ago. Mobert was a runaway slave from
Virginia, and when he came to Lancaster he found a refuge with Mrs. M., at whose
house he became acquainted with “Mary,” 0 colored woman, who was ‘visited by ® ee veg meee: Ltda
colored man named Anderson, but better known as “Laughing Pompey,” on account — . BP Naas 3 ee es * , ; é, taal,
of his remarkable propensity for laughing. Pompey was & complete laughing may: § G4 , es eet rns 1
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that he had no legitimate olaim over the child, and intim
that he would not father it. But “Mary”
believe. She carried the little darky very
he had come into the: world twa moaths in advange of the proper tinie, aud love so
blinded the eyes of Robert that ho couldn't se that “the poor baby” was as big and
healthy, and as able to lay ona hard bed ag any other baby. This wag what Mr.
Amwake referred to on the witness stand. Old Robert believed, and lived and died
happy, (‘if ignorauge is bliss, ’t it folly to be wise !’”)
foolish.eccentricities by saying he was born with the j
hishead! Bat * Mary’? subsequeatly lot Mra,

ated in pretty etrong terms
begurled him and the honest old man did
tenderly on a pillow, and insisted that

always excusing Henry’s
mperfection of time upon
M. into the secrei, admitting that

= ‘* Laughing Pompey” was the father of Haary; and those. who recollect that old

eccentric darky, will see in one of the condemned murderers his fac simile, inelud—
tng his grinning laugh! Phat laugh was therefore Sapposed to be hereditary, and in
itself may have been no evidence of Richards impen iterce. 5
“*Laughiag Pompey” subsequentiy mirriod/ a light woman, and their first child:
was Alexander. The two ure therefore Aalfdrothers in blocd as well as full brothers
in crime. Henry, as we have before Said, is a fac simile of his real father, and hears
no resemblance to his reputed sire. - Alexander, on tho other hand, seemg to have
had the color and shrewdness of his mother and the worthlessness of hig father.
Old ‘ Pompey’s” laughing propensities seem to have been exclusively inherited by
Weary. And it is not a little Singular that theso men -hould have been go closely
related to each other in terrible orime, Without suspecting that the same paternal
blood flowed in thoir veiss. [tig another remarkably feature
a sad and painful'one, in the histor
recorded ia our local history.

, aud to tne moralist,
y of the most bloody and rovoitiog outrage ever

—_————

cee LAST SCENES OF TOE TRACED ¥.

PREPARATIONS For TIS EXECUTION,

At sever o’olock on the evening precoding the execution, Rev Messrs. Mopkins ©
and Appleton, of St. John’s Froe church, visited the condemned and remained with
them until nearly ten o'clock, administering to them the Snorament of the Lord’s
Supper. The prisoners had been baptised on the previous Saturday, by Afr, op-
kins; This communion scene was one of the most alfoting ani impressive per-
haps ever witnessed. Rivhards was brought over into Anderson’s céll, and both
seated themselves upon Anderson’s' prison cot. Their spiritual advisers then went
into a thorough examination of the moral condition of the condemned, as to the
sinoerity of their repentance and their comprehension of the fundamental truths
of the divine plan of salvation. Sees

They both professed the deepest contrition and manifested much feeling,
Richards was deeply agitated, and appeared very diferent. in manner frém what
he had been heretofore. Their spiritual advisors. being satisfied that they did
truly repent them of their sins, proceded with their preparations to administer

, the Communion, according to the beautiful service of the Protestant Episcopal
church,” Anderson’g stool was used for the table, a white cloth being spread over .
it, and there in the dim light of that lonely cell was witnessed a ‘scene which has
Jew parallels. After the consecration of tho sacred elements, there was the usua}

sigs aon
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one og te pt

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THE MANITEIM TRAGEDY.

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put wept pitterly all the time, while Anderson himself, with
maintained & surprising composure. At last he said “1°
eleven o'clock for my death. [have prepared wy soul to meet my God,
how soon L gue: fle repeated in a faltering yoice, wT feel that God

oul,” aud continued for gome time, repeating similar sentences, ot
ctf

e execution,

about tb Mu
ant effort,

much appat
have chosen
and I care Bot
will reocive my §
Life avd Confession,) &
inted over his

had made grrangements to go into the

act.

Milton, and expected to leave town, and therefore could not
i tees and golemnity— 3
d will soon send me tO

5S.
plisher coming int
pouks, (copies of his

He said he
the gallows. All my. +

here, an

3 of whiskey.”

Garber had been to 8 jm, aod fargivea him, which
oe. but Mr. Ream, he said, had come into the ceil

’

} about the money,

jy him or any one elae, anil hoped all would
ut added that if bis beart —

'g forgivness, b
even an enemy, God would not for- =

ve Tt wus Liquor Uagh
; wave been the fru
} that Mr.

sutuuing him,

without
Te said he ba

door.

forgive hin.

“tg crowded Ww
ive bin.
“Among ot

| before, Bot be see his
j pe much ce

gj no malice Lowart
lored Renu
his fellow-1nen,
the day
He

to bo
d only Confession.

ith malice towurds
Mr. If. C. Locher,

p stated that he had told
i able to work.

Anderse
wife and children suifer, 28 nis wife
about ber, aud added that th
: was bis true au

in the Poor lfouse greveye
slacked uffia with
quld - though, be i

* care muc avout bis poor body; they could not
id the Sherif pad asked
an the Sheriff bad; ¢
eat before
Sheriff, aod gpoke 10 tha highest terms @
“as well as of the oflicers ef the prison.
, <4 wife's futher, gray haired and infirm eld co-

@hich made the scene sul! more impressive. Neither
gnaid, ‘* ft ts; 60.77 LHe old man then
ie Anderson, “{ know that .

ieves me and causes me CO shed
ot afraid my pt be received to

el that it is not wrong tw emt Hie off from
must have its gouree.” $
vs family subsequenvy a farewell yisit to the cell of Khighards. We

Anudersaz by the hand, enying, i Goud bless you iv She :
not see you in this world again, but L hope to meet you;il

the next.” Yurning to Mrs. James, he said, he bad received the grace of God in
pia soul that moraine, aud was prepare i Afver bidding hit furewell agalps
the family re ‘Andersou'8 ceil. ‘The writer £000 after entered the cell o
ave of us he said, with apparent feeling, that he was

he deserved his doom, though he had been led into the
im, and be would go. to the gullows with an

easy minal. huwever, DIZ" drops of perspiration stood out 08 his

forchead, and his whole fra ith emotion. © He, however, recovered bis

ggual calmness in as i and engaged with Mr. Appleton ta his devotional

- exercises, t peen with the prisone ive o'clock in ihe
morning. at about er we

j 3 e fally re

oe ae gee yeer wp God bad pardoned bh

ith confidence ani yet
i pitent, resigned and prepares
id he felt a8 if he was

Te requeste

side of the £

hungry 3
} alj otbers

death. [le gaid he bore BO ill will

¢ that officer's deportment

towards
At this ume,
lored man, eutered the cell,
gpoke for aome time.
faltered, “JT hope you ar
God will yeoeive WY zou
rou all grievibg i
boy wil prey for me
not be right to +

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ghook Mrs.
replied, ** Henry, L will

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LAS
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4 , Rev Mr. to . <
BE a pkins arrived
shen seitlida thax is was rake about a quarter before ele ;
pois Spl Aantal eg ie sabe. 8 lane Sere HE Canity dale ot first said
at they sbould be wi : e law gave ther F ity gAHe at first sai
better for all e with him to the last; n the right to b . 2 said
to hav st; but upon bei é with him,
requested that one vee Saltiens scene over ay pean pia cer ia that it ae
separation his tcanedi a eee pray with them seers he cousented, but
scene which it woujd be im g complied with, the famil - “ before the final
possjble to describe. He iivoked vs | Fon! jeave, 9
2d God’s blessing u
pon

m £0 Pp e him 1D heaven in re) have ho 1é07Fr
gh
the a d besou t them 0 re re me 1 f
3

-, spiritual advisers, M
‘ r. I . <- .
Iopkins engaging in prayer with Richards, and
ards, nod Mr. Apple-

~ the final preparations.

_ ton with And
ors erson.. Sheri
ter around ics peaconsagy nil gtheh Sheriff Foltz then ent
thou ni the neck of Anderson dee gpl? the cord around Richa ie and made
pm PD pale. Their coeds tal pvisape’ soa ee wc ante and the lat-
rted by their respecti ms were also pinioned i h arkable composure
ni ay and his Deputy Age S gt advisers to the pieces They were then
a eds nodded and emiled staat — a few ie Saetatted ste teeioy Feosia
egsive silence to th i¢u, and them 16 corridor t
8 gallows ournful procession b ree
5 : 1eved on in

_ Which i
wore to receive the fatal cords

The cond
: : emned ascende ;
Sheriff, they koesid denn “A — stairs with a firm step, und by di
eir respective pusitions melee Nf en
‘. OS, 1m utely unde
Anderson, in a fervent Dchbu bdaeenat
ewhat

/ . * .
g ' £e ge y i p p
falter in voices ay i d in pra er, prefacing it with his fuvorite and ip ropriate
* ' page 45 of his u 5S ; ) vi :
hymn which will be found ou onfession, vod end log with the fol-

_ lowing extempore petitions:

- his condition
and trust i .
- grave by my side. in thy mercy before his life is cut off and}
and he is laid in the

Pp iB I A = = °
or ted sli ht y by N r. Foltz. At the conclusion of Andersen g pr Ly é r ve¥
’ i Air

’ l a
* the oross open th ne eyes of mercy upon these, thy servants, W ho desir 8 par don an or
’ : d f

- oa lamity Ig at hand, a nd they are accounted as of those who go down into ihe pit. Blessed

a kk a ay . th t wh tso ye ad iL wvVe contructed
. t
d ' a a o efilements they imi y
to take W the sing of the worl cr jj

- under the terror
a which encow
1pass them; set before their eyes the thi
ings they have douse

Ob, God! mak ;
thy protectin 6 cleau my heart and recei
g arm, ob art and receive my soul i i
and have mercy on him. “Oe aon in thy mercy! ere kingdom, -T lean on
, God! if he bas not truly naocaten. ae tae brother
, give him to feel

Christ's Hear me now, oh
sake.. Amen. , Lord. and receive my soul, for the Lord
rae ee e Lord Jesus

D one der able nervousness, u b fy -
uring this scene Richar ds showed
3 cons! n d
a sup

Appleton, i ;
, in g tirm, clear voi
0, Holy Jesu oice, and impresiv
3, who of thine i Sie agivVe manner, pray .
ine infinite goodness didst accept Pe i us follows: .
nversion of a sinn
eron

giveness, though i :
been deca gh in their latest hour they
yed by the fraud a r they“turn unto thes. R ;
their openey their hang Sens onstage devil, of by a ee eee hath
rust only in th i eir repentance ; carnal will and frat
them with th y in thy mercy, im r repentancé; and f and frail-
y blessed S piri , impute not unto the orasmuch ag the
unto thy favor. ‘hi pirit; and when tho m their former sin ney put
Anien, Lhis we beg through thy reietis eo to tnke them Dung eee eat
QO Lather of all : : rd, our Saviour and 2 e them
thes all meroies and God ¢ ; our Redeomer.
ee, thy servants, who are now * all oumfort, we fly unto thee f
er the sentence of mae tropa ere in behalf of
ation. ‘he day of thoi
* oir

Lord re >
, remember thy merci
i 2 * relies; ;
plaint; give them, we eee — upon their infirmitius ;-hea t
, patience in this their tite Ag ibia of their com-
: adversity, and su
pport

in the bod . :
ys which have just
uanoe appeareth to b jesty provoked th
fe 6 short eo to unger ; ab
ae meme emp uy
: em off from ed and recongi e more by th
b 7 p zs the eart - neiled unt é y grace and
0 received into thine en 8 bnyA at this the hour of rae ie befure thy judgments
g kingdom, through Jesus Chit denth, depart in peaceand
: a r Lord. Amen.

Mr. Ifopkins then offered th Ww

‘ 7 th e

yes 1e€n the following commeudator r 8 @
| ry prayer, for a persou

\ sou nt th

0 Almi hty God with whom do live the $s pirit nde pe feat after the are
g J p , y
' r
| 1 3 of ust men m d

deliver ed from their earthly prisons; we humbly commend the souls ol these thy sery ants,
ir dear brothers, into thy hands, tg into the hands of a i C eator a“ (l Yr ost ore

a f ithfe reactor, n +] mm

a, y ’ f that imma ulat I b

4 ’ hat 3 }

8 ght W ash them we pr Rg thee in the blood 0 c 6 nin t wa slain


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tended as an opportunity f

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praye :
ing the fullest reli

appropriate prayer cou
pean -The clergywen, as well as Richards, were de

thanked them mcs
taken in their spiritual welfare, and regre
them as a token of his gratit
for that purpose, 2 CO}
written h

——

el OTS AO Ae OEE

THE MANHEIM TRAGEDY.

i iliar wi service, supposed it to be in-
ae rh SS ae nee tk down by the side
his cot, and offered up & most eloquent, appropriate and fareayt pi
r, breathing the deepest peuitence, bitterly bewailing his sins an : —
ance in the pa.doning mercy of God. A- more eloquen
ld hardly have been made, even by the learned and mature
' eply affected by it. a

: .d for the evening, Anderson

ymien took leave of the condemne ; |

aoa pre eee for their kindness and the deep interest they had
tied that he had nothing suitableito give _

ry of which he begged each of them to accept. ie had
in s€ ;. The hymn is as follows: .

n his name on the back of each, in several places by

HYMN.

The spirit in our hearts,

Ig whispering, Sinners come - :

The bride, the Church of God, proclaims

Ty all his ebildren come;

Let him that heareth say

To) all about him, come;

Let him thet thirsts for righteousness

‘9 Christ the fountain, come.

Yes wheecever will—O let him freely come,

And freely drink the stream of life;

jy Jesus bids bim come.

Lo! Jesus who invites,

Decleres, I quickly come: — ;

Lord, even 80, I wait thy hour,

Jesus, my Saviour, come,

j i d almost
i the night, Anderson being engage
: isoners slept very little during : ‘

ee es hit acetone) exercises. Richards informed the compiler next

‘ 4 i

ms = g seat he slept some, but the approaching scene was all the time asea
peng iad the same as if he were awake. He appeared to have been
throug psi

i hi cecution ’
dreaming of his execution,
THE EXECUTION OF ANDERSON AND RICMARE Sy fr :

‘yi i . rge

and Richards were bung on Friday the ninth of April : args”
eee g to heavy rains the preceding day and nicht, the
dance from the country was not so large a3 expected. Nevertheless, there
al ble excitement and an overweening anxiety to witness the execution. _
: had applied to witness the execution, but Sheriff :
as strictly as possible to the terms of.

crowd was expected, but owin

was consira
Over two thousand persons
Rowe very properly determined to adhere
the law. —
On Thursday an elevated plat
looking the scene of execution.

pe eeeees «
form had been erected on an adjoining lot, over-
This was dove by some enterprising speculator,
id desir id tragedy,
; i iene f the morbid desire to see the horrid

ci turn a little money out o |
pers the law requiring it to be private. One dollar a head was san ged er.
ion to this platform, and although the execution took place areca
annie purchased tickets could get there, there were about & hundred pers me
i ne € i hat point. tre bo Se Se
-itnesped the execution from t 2
et sees was brought into town on Thursday, and “ ie poe ne OF

i -urt. at Silver Spring, West Hempuelo-tnPs

‘ag built by Mr. Henry Bruckurt, ab © |
capasae on a original plan, & decided improvement over those formerly used.

: .
¢ Dig

nie; but he had-got some copies of a hymn printed+ ~~.

—

LAST SOENES OF. THE. TRAGEDY. dl.

The frame-work of the platform was constructed of four upright timbers, sixteen
feet high, spreading from the top to the bettem, thus giving the structnre.a firm
basis upon the ground. These were securely framed aud keyed together at the top
with four cross-ties, aoross two of which the beam rested, running from east to
west. To this beam the fatal cords were attached, running over the pulleys,
which were used in lowering the bodies after the execution. Seven feet six
inches below this, and the same distance from the ground} was the platform or
“drop,” in which Mr. Bruckart introduced the improvement above referred to.
This “drop” was four feet nine by nine feet nine inches, and instea'! of-swinging
on side hinges, as in the old plan, the entire platform fell to the ground, at the -

- - fatal moment. The arrangement by which this was effected is simple, and worked

with precision. By means of sliding slotted bars. underneath the drop, attached -
to a roller at one eud with leather bands, a lever being inserted in one end of the
roller, the slots are opened on the lower side, by a slight turn of the lever, and
the joists of the platform dropped from the slots, letting it down on the ground
instantaneously. Tan was placed underneath the platform, on the ground, to
prevent all unpleasant noise from the falling of the platform, the clattering of
the old-fashioned swinging drop, having been one of the most disugreeabie tea-
tures of former executions, by interrupting the solemnity of the scene. Mr.
Bruckart conceived the idea of this arrangement when present at an execution
many years «go, and after the conviction of Anderson ani Richard:, he made a
model and exhibited it to Sherif Rowe, who at once approved of the pian, and
gave Mr Bruckart the contract. It gave general satisfaction, and no other piau
should in future be alopted.

In the morning Anderson sent a letter, written in a tremufous han, request-
ing that his likeness should be brought up to prison from Locher’s Gallery. His -
request was complied with, and he expressed himself pledsed with it. At an
early hour the prisoners dreased themselves for their exrontion.. Anderson was

..dressud in white pantaloons and a plain white shirt, without coat: Richards in

white punts and shirt, with a white roundabout and white glove,

We repairod to the Prison about nino o’olock in the morning, and found s
number of the Sherifl’s jurors and deputies already on the spot. The following
.persuus had been selected by the Sheriff for the two juries, requiried by law:

Tne ANDERSON Jury.—l. Luther Richards, City; 2. Samuel Mess, Pequea; 3. Jos.
Black, Columbia; 4. David Bair, City; 5.5.W. P. Boyd, Fulton’; 6. Calvin D. Mehadey,
Marietta; 7. Christian 0. Herr, Manor ;.8. Jacob Gamber, City; 9. Henry Musser, Stras-
burg; 10.’ Jacob Sourbeer, Conestoga; 11. Jool L. Lightner, E. Lampeter: 12. Daniel
Altick, City. ‘ :

Tne RicHaps Jurkx.—l. Jacob B. Tshudy, Warwick ; 2. Jacob Foreman, Esq., Conoy;
3. Jacob Hess, Pequea; 4. John F. Herr, Strasburg; 5. John S. Keneagy, Paradise; 6.
Samuel W. Beecher, EB. Lampeter; 7. Jacob M. Greider, W. Hemptfeld; 8. Charles M.
Howell, ity ; 9. Uriah Eckert, Puradise ; 10. John C. Balwin, W, Lampeter; 11. Samuel
L. Kauffman, Eden; 12, Join S. Hostetter, Manheim. 2

Among the notables present was Senator Crabb, who came in on the strength

se : ee ! S : ;
-' of a letter of introduction from Governor Packer. He was a singular mania for

witnessivg executions, and has attended nearly all in the State for several years
past. On the floor of the Senate, he opposed the act to abolish public extcutions,
stating that he liked to see men hung, and would walk a great distance to wit-
ness the spectacle |
Belve: AFFECTING SCENES IN TIE PRISON,

At an-early hour Andersun’s wife, their two children, step daughter, mother ia- -
law, aud Mr James, (ac whose house Mex Anderson is staying,) visited he cell of
the coudemued, where they rpimained until a halfan hour before the tine for pre-
parivg for execution ‘Lhe scune was doeply affecting, aud althougi we could
look unfnoved upon the execution itself, thia was enough to nmau.ibe stoutest
benrt qud wubrace tre wost irvu nerves.

Whensthey entered, Audersun said ‘ Good moraing,” aud affeetionately kissed
his wife dud little ones, whu burstinty tears Mra, Audevsou spoke sutroely a word

x >


56 TOE MANNHEIM TRAGEDY, . . “

te

King street, that they might indu/ : :
ge, unobstructed, the pl i 4
executed; the female proportion of the orowd ou as ok con ee

: tside was t
occasion, and above all two could nat 00 grert for such an

haem resist the temptation of securingascat on ee Baa ; A P P iD N D I +4
Se: the north wall, near to which the ‘drop’ was erected, there was collected ; a
ahont 100 persons, who with their ears pressed cloge to the wail, listened attentive- . n3

ly and anxiously to catch every sound i
dunt iprageg cree toe y of the approach of the execution and the

At about twenty minutes after eleven o'clock, there was a

ee . q

reraty 4 BRIEF ACCOUNT OF THE MURDERS AND EXECUTIONS IN LAN-

sa cenl iol. CASTER COUNTY SINCE ITS ORGANIZATION,

te the st i “Rae . to :
ue decuces tad if ec bape eet git the performance is going to Of the Murders and Executions which took place in Lancaster county during
pes after, a dull booming sound was heard aiviss PM ere they arel” In a short time - the last century, no record can be found in the archives of our court, amoug .
rat - which intimated that the final scene in th Inctly ge the rear of the jail ysrd, . which we have made most diligent search, in hopes of making this eppendiy more
. execution, aud prior to the taking do ’ f the bodi ad taken place. After the 4. full and complete. But there are persons still living who can recollect manwWef the
ee Overlooking thi asene. ‘Seca tedad “ook ates ts the stands and buildings, »° minutest circumstances connected with these tragical events in our local history,
Sok glimpse of the victims, even as SSAT buow aft ge persons anxious to get a | [°° and from them we have been enabled to glean some interesting particulars, which =”
Br ee tion, a great number of persons arrived fi th =< ee 3 We Rea > NS TAADS TRS SOE. ; 2
ete OR SE: Tom the country. The decade from 1770 to 1780 appears to have been more prolific in executions
a She : £ than any other period since the organization of the county. During those ten
poe. : sos : = ‘ ‘ bar years there were at least five persons hung in Lancaster for various oifenses ; other
ae ry ives crimes thau murder being then punished with the death-penalty. A man called
& } tin : “ Jockgy Jonxs” was hung for stealing horses; Catnanineé Fisugr, for killing her
Pip Ba $ = child; Capt. Tayton, for highway robbery; a colored man for committing a rape
Peta ae es . a =<" ; f upon a white woman; and Sauuven Beanopr for killing his father and setting the
at { 4 a: ae 7 dwelling house on iire. :
Ho. A acted ‘ r- Rte One or two persons were hung near the Mennonist Graveyard, between: Duke
5 a Gs ; 3 : and Lime, and Walnut and Chesnut-sts ; the others on the spot near where Frank-
AND att ie a ; ra oe lin and Marshall College now stands. Lancaster was them called ‘: Hickory :
ere hd “ . Town,” and ot but a few squares, which were surrpunded by woods,
i ar ip Samuel Brandt had an infiuential family connection, and the murder of which
t > r7 tes he was convicted, together with his execution, excited much interest and feeling
aes tf at the time. After his conviction he feigned iusanity; and on hia way to the
eee ‘ é gallows he filled the air with unearthly screams and yells. This murder was
4 es : — >. ' gommitted in what is now Derry-twp.,in Dauphin county. Rev. Mr. Ielmuth,
aig toes ea we ee ; i ’ who was.then Pastor of Trinity Luthern Church, in this city, published a work
WS: ‘ gis ay relative to Brandt’s case; and we are informed that copies of this work are stull .
ee — é ~  gxtamt, though we have-been unsuccessful in our viforts to obtain one,
ee = RO In those days exeeutions were conducted with a view to inspire awe and terror
We RS ‘ ‘among the thousands who assembled to witness the horrid tragedies. In the
\E . a efforts of the legal functionaries, to make the exhibitions as terrible as possible,
He § ‘ pee : they widely overshot their aim, aud the incidental circumstances attynding them
he hig : soon began to demonstrate the disastrous influenes of public executions upon the
4: rt k morals of the peoply, and a more enlightens! public seut'ment eventually led to
£4) “t 2 ae their abolition by act of assembly. At the period we ref-r to, the executioners
eat i wore masks, and the condemned criminals were taken from their place of con-

finement, placed upon their own coffin in a cart, and driven through the streets,
directly under the gallows, ofter: aiid the hoots and jeers of the excited populace.
After arriving under the seatfold, the rope was adjusted and the cart driven away:
leaving the victim dangling in the air|
Our ie ou this subject are derived from the Moglish. William Peun, the cele-
brated fonder of Penusylyania, in his first system of government at Chester, in
1682, introduced a new system less sauguinary than that of the parent country,
a system celebrated in the anuuls of our country as doing away with the Draconic
code of the mother country, on crimes of a trivial nature. After the personal in-
fluence of the great founder had ceased to exist amongst the colonists, their
criminal code again relapsed to the accustomed severity of the parent country.
This seyerity, howwver, could not last; it was foreign t- the spirit which actuated -
the men of the Rovoiution, who as early as 1786, took upthe subject in the Cou-
; vention which framed the Constitution, and ombodivd in that instrument a declara-
i ; op ely tion mking it im erative upon the Legislature to amend the penal laws so as to
“* pender them less sauguinary, and subscitute, “ visible punishment of lorg dura-
- tion” in penitentiaries for the death poyalty. in 1786 the following crimes were

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‘ a. “oh Se thon agd winking that executions onght to: be condutced among civilized; moraland) «34

|, ene § Or See religtons peopls, witb the. greatest, decorum and eolemnity, issued. & proclamation Orne. &
Bil: ‘ea. 7S forbidding the vending of any stronger liquor than small: beer, and directing the ** +" &

er ae eongygbl's vigilantly;to parsue and’ apprehend. gamblers and other disorderly per- .
‘ay Met ae sous. ‘The record of a marder Qn. the same, evening shows that his apprehensions

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Sip 2 cle. + se “EXECUTION OF DANIEL SHEARER. Res are mL ay

i As : ea On Satday | evening, the 3d of Octobar 1831, Daniel Sheaffer’ “salled on- * Aiehael” pats
VHS F baltzoll, a: Magistrate of Frederick, Md., aad asked to. be commitred to: Prison, mae ag s

alleging thar he had cammitted & murder, ‘the previous wiater, ia Marietta, - -Lancas-;") +"
. per‘couaty, Pa:., aud’ that the reproavhes of. his conscieace hal bacome so severe, “3h 2
re ie he was unable any longer to endure them, He said that during the deep snow He
f.-the preceding winter, ha, whilst ina state of intoxication, eutered the nouae of Uo hs oe
‘widow aimed Bowers, ‘(ai aged and decrepid woman) then living} in Marigtta, and
if Tg after” ‘Wivlating her person, “strangled har to death:’ At the request of Sha Ber, tha ..
aoa “Magigtrate : at once communicated the circamstance to the proper officers of. Laacas- 2 = r
ae ster county ; ; and tha fact’ of such person baving been. found dead io “her house, “!.”

“about the tints stated, induced the Sheriff to bring the priscner to Lancaster for trial...
“ete: ‘On the 28th of November, 1831, Sheaffer was tried for the murder of Mrs. Eliza--. {

‘beth Bowers, aad convicted, : principally bs art hig.own confession, aud Ronis sen-:~'>-

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A ie EY a thet ‘13th of ‘April i832: the sdhtence’ of the law was piel es on hiss: * He 5 ha
at taken from the-jail, andera strong military guard, to. the place of execution, = ~~

«on the wld. Race Groand, accompanied by the Reverends Keenaa, Currin and Levy, . m@& iy
# “who, it.ia believed, had eid altogether unsuccessful in preparing him for the: =¥. if
é. “awfal event.?, He appeared to ba penitent, and prayed audibly and fervently under ---,.
J the: giles. for soma jee of time, ey at 2.9 ‘clock he was dJaunched into hoe ah

Aaa ‘eternity. ae 4 Pe abe. ea ae ps hs Rate

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ro “On. the b34 i ‘Optadpr; 1337, Henry. Bish iloraa; was ‘ieee in the aot tof, figs
ai ‘stealing: sevacal “gboatas from Benjamin Peart, a farmerat Columbia, Laneaster
. gounty, Pa.” Peart: seized the robber; and-in the struggle received a stab with at wks
i knife in the stomach, ‘ond severat other wounds. Hevatill heid” bo and cried for .x1 °,.
: halp:, A man named [saao- Cruzen, living opposite, ‘came to his assistance... The.“ t3s>
. “negre fied; .Ceuzen pursded and overiook him,’ ‘but’ when ia ‘thgact of seizing him,
was fallad. by. the ‘knife, which was drivea-h to ther hilt-into the stomachs ede Se ;
ie Peart-dies. ta: a £28 hours.’ Cruzeo recovered.’ 4 ;In.the 3cefiie Smith Wropt his. hat ee roe
sand the.twa shouts; the haf fitted Smitin; Smith was fodud'iaa cave near his house,“ ""*:
ot “pext-mofning. : Tis. clothes were bloody andthe kuife, with which the deed was
“gomutitted, was ifoond Smshia- possession. ,This- kuife forms: one! of: the collection
> preseera by-Mr:. GtaSsi in North Queen- at. lancaster.) i) en
“+ Heors: Smith suffered the penalty of the ‘law on the llth of “Mayp1838, ia the
2 Jail yak» Being they fst: execution in this: county, since the passage of tha law
te abolishing. pabdlie executiors,, d great many’ persons, ma! te and female, eame to the). ')
a Gi ander. thevain expectation of witnessing it as formerly. But, with ‘tHe'excep- vob ae
.tiow of a few who managed to receive a perchion the roofs anit chimneys of thes 7°
> sdjicent. Huildings, done of the crowd of. amatures who were collected around thay, sz:
7yecend ‘OF the tragedy werevgratified with a sight of the death struggles. * “He' mete: s/.> 4s
“bis fate “with great firemuess,’ and expressed: entire confidence ay. to the futarea; 3° 2
Several, days peevioags to-being hung, he made: a full confession of his gailt of the.

‘erime for which he suffered. © / 3 ots pion | RIN +e + 4 t nae
2G aut THE EXECUTION Of HENRY KOBLER DMUSSELDEAN. ae ae
2 ” Aesny Koscer Muss SLEMAN- was éxeouted om Friday the 20th of December, "1838: 22 ok in, §&
is ~ havitg besa tried and convicted of the murder bf Lazu irug Zellerbach, at t the pre: ct
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in the midst a miserable and wicked world, through the lusts of the flesh, or the Wiles

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I fore thee, through Jesus Christ’s redemption:

by ; like daily spectacles of morality, to see how frail and uncertain our own condition is, and
i 80 to number our days, that we may seriously apply our hearts to that holy and heavenly
é wisdom, whilst we live here, which may in the end bring us to life everlasting, through
ae the merfts of Jesus Christ, thine only Son, our Lord. Amen.

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During the delivery of these prayers the prisoners seemed deeply impressed
* with the-solemnity of the scene. Richards’ lips moved, as if in silent prayer,
; “but we heard him utter-no audible sounds, = Be ae
Fa Mr. Wopkins, with outstretched hands upon the condemned, prononnced the
: benediction, when Sherif towe, Mr, Foltz and Mr. Cadwell, the Keeper of the
$ Prison, bade them farewell. The clergymen bade them a final alicu, whispering
# words of consolation and encouragement, while the Sheriff adjusted the cords
8 and drew the caps of black velvet over the heads of the condemed, Anderson
exclaiming, as they left the platform, “ Good-bye, and may God bless you all!”
a At twenty-five minutes before twelve o’clock, Sherif Rowe pulled the cord
attached to the lever, the platform fell instantaneously and almost noiselessly,
and before many present could sec the movement by which it was eflected, the
victims were left hanging in mid air.
and its noise falling upon the soft tan so slight, that many present did not see
the movement by which the victims were sent into eternity. Anderson’s neck
.¢ being broken by the fall, he died easy, Without a Struggle, and Searcely any per-
ceptible movement of his body. Richards seemed to vie harder, but he did not
struggle in the least. [For four or five minutes after the drop fell convulsive
# movements of the body, caused by muscular contractions, were perceptible in the
body of Richards,

A few minntes after twelve, Dr. Henry Carpenter, of Lancaster, and Dr.
Berg, of Washington borough, the physicians selected by the Sheriff, ascended
the seaffold, examined the bodies, and pronouneed life extinct. In half an hour
after the falling of the drop, the bodies were lowered in their coffins, after which
they were closely examined by a large number of physician’ present. ‘Whe fol-
lowing arv the memoranda furnished by the witnessing physicians, Drs, Carpen-
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Drop full at 25 minutes beforo 12 m, :
In 1 minute after, partial discharge of the eontents of the bladder, with some priapism

in Anderson ;_no visible evidencas of either in Richards; muscular contractiona to &@ moder-
ate degree in both. ; :

In 2 uiinutes, slicht oecasional Muscular contractions in both. ~ :
In3 minutes after—No muscular contraction in Anderson ; occasionally in Richarda ;

in the latter an oecasional burst of air from the windpipe, and evidence of relaxation of
the sphincter ani. “

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- this period until the expiration of 30} minutes, when the bodies were lowered, they re-
mained perfectly still; no visible sign of Vitality in either, : Pi aoa
\ Upon exaniination after the bodies were lowered, Anderson was found to have sug-
"tained a dizlocation of the vertebrae of the atlas, or first bone of the spinal column—upon
. the dentatuy, o¢ second, toward the left side—also a fracture of the right wing.of the og
q ~ hyoides, or bone to which the larynx or upper portion ‘of windwipe is attached—the lavyox
; apparently uninjured, : :
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In Anderson there wus Oonsiderable seminal emission—in Richards only slightly so.

Betore the coffins were closed, uld Aaron, Andergon’s futher in-law, produced q-
basket of lime, 10 patin the-coflin, in pursunoce of Anderson and his wife's re-
quest, but some of the physicians present persuaded him that lime would preseryg

- the bedy and thas keep it in a fit condition for the doctor's usa! The old mau then
Concludod to dispense with the lime. : f

The bodies were then placed in n wagon, and driven to the Poor House burying,

ground, followed by the family of Anderson, and a crowd of about five huudred.

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LAST SOENES OF TIE TRAGEDY.

ame ligorder
‘soo yard, there was ome disor
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seer ihe Gied tad Athen ene obliged 16 uboe ee 4 tee
cody ot 3 PEN ine Keanee- ot the Prison, after which tia crow: i
to y 0 Yr. UA ’

i so of tho Sheriff. Mrs. Anderson
i i or uperiutendence of tho 8 “ae
sy ede cou than in the prison, rnd wep: bitterly and
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desire it, ag he said it would only discompose bis mind, aud, m :
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the trying scone. - He performed re execution of thig stern judement “ re
much humanity as could be shown so fur 2s.

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in this connection in hearing i? iey to the un-
~ We take pleasure io Hopkins and Appleton discharged their duties past te
ne iction to the fatal moment, they were ass Pap
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saedadeaeh af + teabenabte assurance that their oe ote fe aa

are h this trying ordeal of preparing the prisoners for i ei

par es the scatfold—aud in the solemea exercises 0 Sicrmsne ued
or mpc themselves with firmness and composurs, thus en g

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SNES AND INCIDENTS. :
OUTSIDE SCENES the ovuniry,

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Contrary to generai expectation there were but _ pres mniscds coud tare
the timely notice, that no person otber igen heal a Teets  Xteinnahe ned
igsion to Witness the execution, seems to
pore the county at bome more profitably onenee sity, and the fow atrangers
ag ly ag nine o’cloch the spare population o Fe ae oriet jail—and
non began to collect at the great center-pedal ut t dig sepuien ¢
pani Sob gy llr begging ndinigsiow or otherwise peudier3 arp ted
_ ets sa sepa their morbid curiosity; the reservoir, oe ee ee
Soles of tts beaks, eiterell a general ape maea? and a ened. oe Saag! on Ge
: ’ iy sing @
the execution, there was an mabeeee whi sagan Me ciok toouliy, OA Ge
ee ae. eye ctinan iad canine beoted a ladder fe adhgarra age mae
ne Se oe ai ses cormenced climbing to the top of tho ne ie ua Mas
Cecther tke frat machine broke, but no irjury resulting to any ’
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: ere quickly _

goon again adopted by scveral others, and three iadders were 4 e appenrance of
2 I

Seurs Baier and
veri : ne of his deputies—and Mr. Cadwell, and or tee talk
eli ob or Se making a sortie from astig sears rer
wn” = iach were thrown down and a general stamyece 10 at ees
Tow ay i ated that if avy person was seen on the —_ epee’ peel ty
ig Ng Hs ark was received with strong fcelings from a ulu m Soe te Shere
sa ee acted out 4 Bring de niggers out den,” aud the cyacseiions racks hud
aad is neni retired, enligh:ened his countrymen by an — ofan:
per ri wi to.bang de viggars an bim ownseif; and in sper Se ie arian nS
to Brintnall’s grand stand, which overlooked _ hee BaP Mpegs ,
to the hour of ten o’qlock, presented but a pal sho WT ha inthe taeco.et Se
t by eleven the curiosity pitch had worked itsel apy mi A S70, aud froue this-and
cae freely paid until the receipts must have reached 310, ii talented
ius Boess-tie sai barns in the vicinity, the inside proceedings were f
i obe Sen tz, of Enst King st., made the roof of his barn, at Na sasiaaet yee
pesca ‘uarter u head, for new shingling. A small seatiol ee ea the
ane tioee | the rear of Orange-st., for the exclusive purpose © _ ti Bree
conaite ar iecemes and every tree within two hundred yards belo aie eo
passed # The house-tops and chimneys were brought into hae ag bate
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‘gnpital, or penalty of denih without beneilt of clergy :—Murder, ‘robbery, burg’

lary, rape, sodomy, buggery, malicious maiming, manslaughter by stabbivg,
witchcrait and conjuration, arson, counterfeiting any current gold or silver coin,

“and felony (except larceny), on 2 s¢cond conviction—in all, twelve or thirteen

specified offenses. In that year, however, a reform commenced by the abolition
of this penalty in the case of burglsry, robbery and other crimes. By the act of
1794, murder was divided into two degrees, and the punishment of death abolish-
ed in all cases whatever, except the higher of these two. |

Aman named Myers was sentenced to to be hung in this connty for assisting
‘to drive cattle to the British army during the Revolution: but his mother, who

‘was ardently attached to him, proved the fidelity of a mother’s love, and the

magngnimity of Washington, by walking from Lancaster to Philadelphia, where,
throféh her entreaties with Gen. Washington, she succeeded in procuring her
gon’s pardon. ; pf me

After Captain Taylor’s executi-n, it was currently reported, and very generally
believed, that he had been resuscitated by his frien’s and-had afterwards passed
throngh Lancaster alive an: well i ‘

From 1780 to 1822, a period of forty-three years, no person was hung in Lan-
easter. But this long calm was followed by a tragedy of a most extraordinary,

bloody and exciting character, of which we have a more full and satisfactory

‘account.

HE LECHLER TRAGEDY AND EXECUTION.

Joun Lecnrer was execnted for the murder of his wife, Mary Lechler, on the
25th of October, 1822. The murder for which he was condemne?. wags committed
about one o’clock, on the morning of Tuesday the 2nd Jay of April, and caused an
intense excitement in aod around Laneaster. The circumstances attending that
horrid tragedy were briefiy these. Some time in the month of December, 1821,
John Lechter mide a discovery which induced him to believe, that too great ao in-
timacy betwren Bernard Hang aud bis wife. The matter was, however, adjusted by
gome pecuniary arrangement betwern the partics ; but Lechler, becoming dissatis-
fied with the arrangement which had heen entered inta, made increased demands
of Hany, whiob the latter resisted. La consequence of this, an altercation touk
place between Lechler and his wife. She left his house, and he advertised her as

having ''* defiled bis matrimenial bed’? and left hix hcuse, and that he would pay no |

detvs of her contracting. Some rime after this, Lechler took bis wife homo again,
where she remained, (except on cno or two occnsions, when she left for 2 day or
two, and was prevailed upon to return,) up to the time of tha murder. At about
one o'clock, on the morring the fatsl deed was enmmiited,-Haag and his wife were
awakened hy a reise in their kitchen, which was separated trem the room in which
they slept by a =mailrosm where th> children were sleepin. live passed through
this room to the door which opened into the kitchen, and demanded ** who’s there?”
Lec ler immediately discharge? two donble barrelled pistols, two of the bullets
passing neur Hasg’s head, and the ctker tsvo passing thrangh the opposite side’ of
the door. * Mra. Haag, who was stamlirg in the door which opened. into the cbil-
dreny’ room, reccived ove of the bails in the centre of ber breast. causing ber death
in a fey moments : ga

The neighhors were immedistely apprised of the cecurrence, and, as °
Lechler tad freqnentiy threntened to tule the lives of his wife and Haag,
guspicicn at once fell upon Lecbler, and bis honae, which was direct! gy opposite
Haag’s, forced open. Uponentwring, the children were fonnd in hed, and upon
further scarch, Mrs. Lechler was discovered en the gsrret, hung by the neck with-
& Tage to ove of the Feams, She bel been murdered in ber bed chamher, on
the groucd floor, and then carried op two fights of stairs to the garret, and there
hung up, in order to induce the belief that she had committed suicide. gee

Both women were in u sinte of pregnancy, Mrs, Hang within a few days of
her confinement. Each of them left a fumily of six children. Lechler'made his
escape, A reward of $600 wes off red for bis aporeheosion—$200 by the Gover-
ror, $200 by the the Mayor, and 3200 by Haag.

Lechicr waa arrested on the Tuesday following the murter, at {he houre of his
sister in Cambria county, and lodged in the Lancaster jail. The next week be was

taken before the Court then in session, and plead not guilty, when he wag remanded & ..

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', previdtisly been placed to secure

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-neys and Parke were assigued by

‘on Thurs
~ not concluded until Sunday at noon.

“He walked from the Prisou,
~ easter volunteer corps, to the place of execution,

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-one o'clock, whea the Sheriff
except those who immediately accompanied the crimjnal.

. interrupted the universal stillness.

pg oonsidcrable distance, and ut t

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earth, but appeared to shun the.

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for trial at the August Sessions. When the trial came on, Mesers, Porter, Champ-,¢
é the Court to defond him.
day morning aud the examinntion of witnesses for the Commouwealih was
The witnesses on the part of the priscner*

occupied the remainder of Sunday and part of Monday. The-theory of the dgfense

was that the deceased committed suicide, wud that even if the prisoner had com-

mitted the crime lnid to his sharge, the provocation received by detecting a

. griminal connection between Hang and his wife, was an extenugtion of gujit,that
_the crime was not committed with

deliberation, aud did vot therefore come within:

the definition: of murder io the first degree. . The defense, ably as tC Was

fai icted.
managed, failed, and Lechler was convict se: §
caine ake circumstances, the result might have been different! ee
John Lechler suffered the penalty fer hig crimes ov the 25th of October, 19-2.
accompanied by four Divines, and guarded by the Lan- |
on the okt Race Ground, ia the
gestern part of the city, where three volunteer corpses from the country had
the ground aud preserve order. The criminal
ascended the platform by a hroad flight of steps, and remained in earnest sensei:
gation with a clerg: man of the Catholic church, in a very low tone pf voice, oun

nort

He then took his station on the ‘¢drop,” and @ black man fixed the futal cord; when

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all was prepured those on the platform left him. | med bin
that he had but twenty minutes to live, the uohappy man spent the nme io toe
prayer, at the conclusion of which the world was closed ufos Bim

forever | : :
The troops euclosed an area of 300 feet square, from

drop fell, and the

which ail wer excluded,
[t is sapposed that thirty
thousand persons witnessed the execution. Fences, trees, house: tups: i
rising grounds in view, were covered with pecple., The pee upes cates
during the march wag’ so great, thut it was samedmes dificult tu accep on :
back, so anxious were all to gratify their-ouriosity. : During the proaes mere
word was heard, except the oceasionnl request of the pressing crowd to slund oak,

‘ sere ‘ sJeost sound
uttered. iu ww uuder- tone; nayl, throughout the whole cercmuny, OL the les a2 .
‘he low vowwe uf the uolappy man, Cas

murmuring hig last prayers, would be betel at
he awful moment when. he presed front inte ta
eternity, not a sound was heurd amidst the immense surrounding ruulsitide. oe
The conduct of the prisoner throughout, was stealy and becoming a Wun fee si
He never raised his eyes from<1he
raze of those sround him. [lis conduct sud 3p-
pearance bespoke the most humble penitence and resigantion. Oa the Gem «38 uf
his confinement he had often exprested a dread that bis. crimes were (oe wnighnty for
forgiveness ; but towards the couclusios he appeared to cherish Sic of mercy
through the redeeming love of Elim who died to save the penitent sinus tes
His body, after rewaining suspended tyr twenty minates, Was Femoved fo.

‘Jittle raised above a whisper, while

the

Instead*of » gallows, a platform was erected, nbout 9 feet fromthe groans, me

i ivic d i ik 8 ings ike fuldis ss doors 2
m 1 1 i the mm dio, und s Wubys npoa hing os hi :
‘ floor of which wus div ae 1 ‘ y :

supported at cach end by a broad wedge ; when the sigual was given,
were drawn oat in ao instant by a cord pagsed through & pulley. , ee:
On the evening of Lechier’s execution fifieeu persany were committed to prison,
one for murder uud one for Jarceny,.the rest fur vagrancy, havieg no doube been
- attracted to the adene of the execution through the generally prevailing curlosity.
The man camimitted for murder wag Johu Wilson, who stabbed Thomas ssi tid. ine
drunken affrny ata tavern near the ol Fuctory, the parties being en _— ied
home from the execution,» Burns was stabbed in the abdomes, and die ack ‘al-
lowing Monday, © e, : gabe
Lechler’s confession waS published for the ‘ benefit of his obildren, : hy 3. C.
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ASHTON, Benjamin and Walter We, whites, hanged Lancaster, Pennsylvania, on dune 21, 1910.

"Lancaster Paes, Jane 31, 1909. - At 8 o'clock last night, while Alfred Haullman, an aged
farmer of Paquea township, this county, was sitting at the bedside of his sick wife in
company with Mr. Kreider and Mrs, Cramer, two neighbors, two masked men entered the room
and demanded money. The sick woman called to Mrs. Cramer to give them what was in a BBBRE
kettle in the room, Mrs. Cramer picked up the kettle and fledg the men shot at her and
then turned and shot Mr, Haullman in the neck, killing him, They then shot Mr, Kreider
twice, dangerously HHMWMEBERWRM injuring him, The robbers fled and have not been cap=
tured, The Haullmans some years ago lost money in a bank failure and have since kept
their cash in their home in a kettle. It is supposed that the robbers knew this and were
after it." TIMES-DISPATCH, R,chmond, Virginia, February 1, 1909 (1:5.)

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pect, ELMER FINDLEY 42-29-1891
27 YEARS OLD
POL. FINDLSY was shot by a burglar outside of
401 COh:iEROE St. and died inside PENNSYLVANIA HOuP.
KCBEiT CASCADEN 18years was tried for the murder and AQUITTED

jury unable to aj;;ree. — —~
LCL. JOHN CHAMBEKS 9-12-1894
ata alll

| Atle, ee was t and killed by one CHARLES G.
| MeCLOSKEY of 2531 E. DAUPHI} aoe when whe officer tried to serve
a_warrant on him.

POL CHARLES CONAWAY 11-10-00

i 1, €) POL. CONAWAY was crushed between two trolleys of the
| UNION TRACTION COMP.on election night of 1900 he was attexpting to
Save the life of a woman when he was killed.

VOL. EDWARD GURGE | 12-27-1902
Ay 60 years
©) 33 year vet.
POL GORGE was killed instantly when his

horse drawn POLICE WAGON #12 was struck by a trolley at 11th. and
COLUMBIA AVE.

FOL. DUNAVAN 9-24~—1903

POL. JC:iN DONAVAN was shot on the highway at 17th. and JAKKET
by SAMUEL ARCHER on 9-23-03.

tO. FRANK SLAYMAKE: eft O06
POL. SLAYMAKER on 5-27-06 had arrested a John Maxwell
and a woman know as"FLAT NOSE MARY" in a CHINEDE REST, located at
8th. and VINE for susspicion of robbing a man. POL SLAYMAKER

had taken his prisoners to the call box when MAXWELL DREW A PISTOL
and shot POL. SLAYMAKER the officer died a few days later. —_—

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Investigators combed desolate setting of lovers’ tragedy for clues to killer’s identity, found only one;
but it was enough to set them on the track of the hideous, slashing Monster of Fairmount Park

’

They strolled through the 40th. Street entrance to the
park, took one of the winding paths through the barren,
winter-blasted landscape toward their favorite spot, a
bench in a hollow between twin catalpa trees that offered
seclusion in summer, and shelter from the wind tonight.
They sat on their bench, voices low in earnest exchange,
their attention firmly on each other. The moon shone
softly on them through the bare branches. David put his
arms around his pretty bride-to-be, drew her close. Her
head nestled against his shoulder. His lips found hers: It
was a magic moment, a preview of the magic years ahead.

Then, suddenly, out-of the night, horror struck that
smashed their fond dreams forever. Shortly after mid-
night the sergeant on duty at 5th detective division at Lan-
caster and 32nd Streets received a phone call from the
Presbyterian Hospital. An unidentified young man, suffer-
ing from a serious head injury, had just been brought in
by three men. ;

“Hold those men there,” the sergeant directed. “I’ll send
a detective over at once,”

Detective Martin Foley quickly arrived at the hospital.
The three men gave him their names and addresses and
explained their errand of mercy.

“We were driving past the 40th Street entrance to the
park,” their spokesman told Foley, “and we saw a man
stumbling along the street. We’d have thought he was a
drunk, but a shaft of moonlight fell across his face and we
saw it was streaked with blood. I stopped the car, figuring
he’d been hurt. I spoke to him, but he didn’t answer. He
seemed to be in a daze. His arms were hanging limp at
his sides, fog

“Then,” the young man went on, “we all got out of the
car and went over to him. I asked him his name, but he
just stared at me. He put his hand to his head and it came
away wet with blood. I asked him what had happened to
him. He mumbled vaguely, ‘I—don’t—know.’ We decided
he was pretty badly hurt, so we helped him into my car
and brought him here to the hospital.”

Detective Foley questioned each of the young men and

A fiend’s sharp knife abruptly cut short her happy plans


bered into his car and drove rapidly
away.

He stopped at the Bolton home
once more, and again he habeas:
the youth.

‘Did you ever date the Kuhl sis-
ters?” he asked.

“A couple of times, Sheriff,” an-
swered young Bolton. “Both my pal
and I got along swell with them and
we wanted to go out with them, lot
more but that Uncle is a holy Aerror.”

“How did you manage /o know
when the coast was clear?’ pressed
the sheriff.

Bolton grinned and/shrugged his
shoulders.

“Well, the girls used to signal_us;

he confessed.

“By leaving a lighted lamp in their
room after sleeping hours/‘is that it?”

For an instanf the youth stared in
startled wondef and then he reluc-
tantly nodded his hea@.

“Yes,” he answered dully. “We
thought it was a s¢cret known only,
among us four.”

“As far as I'm concerned it is stfll
a secret,” said DeMoss kindly, and he
turned without another word Ao his
car.

When youngNlameés was-questioned
along similar liné ; too, admitted
that the lamp was a\ ignal for the
boys that all was well. ;

questions and thoughts

Sheriff DeMoss pondered this angle
as he drove back to headquarters.
There was ‘one important point to
consider as a fact. Five knew the
meaning of that lighted lamp in the
window. The two couples and the
murderer.

But who among those citizens who
respected and loved the girls could be
guilty of this atrocious crime? And
what was the motive? Was it rob-
bery? Or was this the aftermath of
a jealous hate?

The sheriff strongly doubted that
either of the two youths were in-
volved. To him there was too much
of the first romance and puppy love
light in the boys’ eyes when t.
‘of the girls were menti q
no time did he seriou consider that
they were guilty. uestioning them
was merely routine on his part.

At headquartérs he found his two
deputies waitifhg for him. Both ‘of
them wore créstfallen looks. Coroner
Raynor, who/ had volunteered to as-
sist in the ca e, was thumbing ‘hrough
a dog- eared otebook.

stores in th’
ig gar-
ments which use a two- hofe button.
That button is on men’s

“Where is this store log’
the sheriff.

“Right here in the
the coroner. ‘We’ ve Gechoney mer~

At 9:00 o’¢lock the next ‘morning e
made another telephone call to Pacific
Junction. An hourjlater young Georg
Durkee entered tHe office and nodded
silently in recognition. His face was
pale and he appeared to have stayed
awake for several \ni
cles lay under his é

Ill at ease, he sat stolidly in
twisting the battered felt hat contin-
ually.

The silence became unbearable’ as
Sheriff DeMoss continued to work on

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some important appearing papers.
Finally, Durkee said: “You wanted to
see me, Sheriff,” he blurted suddenly.
“What is it you wanted?”

Sheriff DeMoss bobbed his head and
leaned back.

‘How well do you know the Kuhl
sisters and their aunt and uncle?”
he asked.

“T know Mr. Price quite well,” an-
swered Durkee. “The Kuhl sisters
were just acquaintances.”

The sheriff detected the fact tat

speaking. He sat there
thumbs absently. Ther
ened.

“I want you to te

‘\\over again,” he said.

fhat took pla e.
your time about it.’

features
oncentra-

nodded his head
“All right,”

me. I called
and then both 4 5
and drove tg the i rome.
went inside” and I holied him oa
chair neaf the stove. Then the doctor
angd-€6roner arrived.”

‘Neither you nor Mr. Price did any-—

thing else?” queried DeMoss.
“No,” Durkee shook his head and
then stopped. “Wait a mit

him, Mr. Price picked a pai
alls from a peg on the wall/ and hung
them over the chair. Then he sat
down.”

“How long has Price
that you know of?”

“About three weeks,’
Durkee.

ill for several months,” rapped Sheriff
DeMoss.

kee. “I said that all r
meant that he has been
cine for his trouble onl

Durkee stated further
not know who the Price
nor what the medicine really was.
Sheriff, DeMoss asked him\if there
was any label on the bottle
youth shook his head. It was a
brown bottle with a small slip

white paper attached to it kd a rub-

~ Price asked me to|stir the coals
nm the stove thoroughly. I couldn’t
becguse the

Georve Darker rose also and bid
te official good-day. He walked
rom the office with a puzzled frown
on his face.

For some time the sheriff sat in his
big swivel chair,.contemplating the
scarred top of his desk. Then he rose
heavily and reached for the black
slouch hat. He called Coroner Ray-
nor from the next room.

“We're going over to the Junction,

Raynor,” he said. “I think I’ve got
this thing whipped. Come on.”

The ride to Pacific Junction was
made in silence and once there the
squad car was driven directly to the
general store. Ten minutes later the
Coroner and sheriff were driving to-
wards the Price home. In his hand
Sheriff DeMoss carried a small par-
cel. The telephone call he had made

irmthe store to Dr. Young at Coun-
cil Bluffs would bring the latter to
the farmhouse in a hurry.

A familiar scene greeted the two
men as they entered; Clarence Price
lying on the small cot and pressing
his hand over his heart. A group of
c neighbors were gathered

. Mr. Price.”
W's iff,’ interposed one of
gn, “I don’t think Clarence can
any questioning.”
’ said get out,” snapped DeMoss,
and I mean all\ of you. And stay

A es

Reluctantly, they filed past and
went outside whére they grouped into
a small knot whispering and peering
through thetliving room window. The

f d coroner drew up chairs
beside the sick man.

“IT suppose you know that Helen
died yesterday,” he said.

“Yes,” croaked Price feebly. “They
told me about it. I hope you will
catch the man who killed her.”

“IT have caught him,” answered
DeMoss quietly.

“What!” Price lifted himself to one
elbow and sank back with a groan.
His yellow-hued features twitched
horribly. “Don’t say those things for
fun, Sheriff.”

“J have caught the man responsible ©

for this crime,” repeated the sheriff
unemotionally. “He is the most cold
blooded monster I have ever had the
good fortune to trap. I’ve got all the
Foe I need right now to convict

im.” ;

Clarence Price remained silent,
gasping audibly for breath, watching
the sheriff through eyes that were
now feverishly bright. And now, his
yellow pallor was being replaced by
a dirty white color.

“Who is the man, Sheriff?” he
asked.

“You.

“M-me?” stammered Price. “You're
joking, Sheriff! Why, I loved those
two girls.”

“You didn’t love them, Price,”
grated Sheriff. DeMoss. ‘You hated
them with all the feeling in your
dirty heart. You hated your nieces
because they were so well liked by
everyone and you couldn’t bear the
thought that your neighbors came to
see and visit with them instead of
with you.

“By your own admission you
watched over Helen and Edith like a
bulldog, hating them all the time and
planning how you would get rid of
them. Then you hit upon a good idea.
You would get sick with a heart ail-
ment and cause people to think that
you were almost ready for the grave.
This would distract any suspicion
when the deed was finally completed.

“You knew of the lamp signal and
decided that the boys were the logical
suspects because you had driven them
off your premises once before and you
or it to it that your neighbors learned
of it.”

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some one comin’, so I took it on the
lam: for home. My hands were bloody,
and so was the knife. My shirt was
torn, so I took it off and left it in the
park. I pushed it around on the
ound with a stick to cover any
nger prints. When I got home, I
washed my hands and the knife.”
‘Did you sleep?” asked Petrie.
“Hell, yes!” came the arrogant re-
ply. “I’ve slept every night since.”
That was enough. They had their
man. A. formal confession was
signed by him after they took him
back to the park to re-enact the crime.
On July 18,1933, Big Slim Bach
was tried by Judge Harry S. Mc-
Devitt, and found guilty of murder in

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There was no doubt that Price loved

his nieces deeply and was only trying

to do his best. Now, the two boys

loomed up as potential suspects in
the case. But if they were guilty,
what was the motive?

_ Upon further questioning the farm-

er stated that the girls had some

money in their room although he was
positive that the amount was small;

- too small to attract any thief. And

yet, according to the coroner’s report

of their injuries, the person or per-
sons who had entered that room must
have had such a motive in mind.

. _ “I'll take another look around,” said
Sheriff DeMoss finally, “and then get
the doctor’s report on the girls.”

He rose and sniffed. Then he stared
at the glowing stove.

“J smell some cloth burning,” he
observed, arid pointed to a -pair of
trousers hanging over a chair, near

the heating unit. “Better move them
away before they burn up.” ;

The sheriff thought a moment 4nd
then:turned into Price’s bedroom.
fifteen minute search brought nothing
important to light and he returned to
the room upstairs.

The window was still open and now
he pulled out the wood brace gently
lowering the glass pane. The lamp
on the. end. table attracted his at-
tention and he walked over to it. He
looked down at the floor and for the
first time sighted the small white ob-
ject winking upward. .

It was an ordinary button, a but-
ton that might have fallen from a
shirt or underwear. Since it was of
a type generally used on men’s cloth-
ing, Sheriff DeMoss stowed it away
in a vest pocket for future reference.

After that he went outside and
searched for footprints underneath
the bedroom window. A half hour’s
painstaking ~search convinced him
that the ground was still frozen too
hard to leave’ any impressions and
there was no snow on the ground to
indicate that’'some one had fled from
the spot. :

His search completed, Sheriff De-
Moss locked the girls’. bedroom_door
and returned to headquarters at Coun-
cil Bluffs accompanied by Coroner
Raynor. In his office once more, the

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the first degree, despite the testimony
of relatives and several of his friends
that he had not left his house on the
day of the murder, and that at the

time of the killing he was playing -

cards with these witnesses.

He listened, impassively, as a de-
tached audience to the witnesses, un-
til his mother, a matronly, medium-
sized woman, with reddish-brown,
bobbed hair, came to the stand in his
defense. ;

Then, for the first time, Bach
seemed to come alive. He looked in
his anguished mother’s face and
shifted his gaze uneasily to the toes
of his big shoes. And, for the first
time, his eyes showed traces of tears.

sheriff threw the slouch hat upon the
desk and sat down wearily. ‘ ;

“I can’t figure it out,” he said'finally.
“whoever did this job planned it well
in advance.
angles in this case to consider.”

“Then you believe that the two
boys are innocent?” asked the coro-

ner.

“f didn’t say that,’ answered the
sheriff. “But I noticed the condition
of that room. ‘The window was
opened wide and the screen was
ripped. A lamp was burning near
the bed, which might have been a
signal the two girls used to inform
anyone that the coast .was clear. But,
there is one significant fact we can’t
overlook. The struggle took place on
the bed and never, at any time, on
the floor because those rag throw
rugs weren’t even wrinkled or out of

place.” °

“Then, wouldn’t that indicate that
there were two working on this job?”

ointed out Raynor. “It seems doubt-
ul that only one person could beat
the girls senseless so quickly. One
of them would have the opportunity
to jump for the door and cry for as-
sistance.”

“Yes and no,” said Sheriff DeMoss.
“We can’t forget that the girls might
have been asleep. Of course, if this
was the case, then our lamp idea is
no good. We'll just have to wait for
the girls to talk.”

DeMoss turned then and picked_up
the telephone. He contacted Dr.

Young at the Council Bluffs Hospital °

and spoke briefly. When he pronged
the receiver there was a sad note in
his voice.

“Helen, the oldest, is about to die,”
he said absently. ‘Edith hasn’t been
injured so badly and might live,
but they haven’t spoken a word yet,

nor can they be questioned if they’

ever regain their senses. Not for the
time being, anyway. Which leaves us
with a lot of work to do.”

‘Helen. dies

“Did the doctor say what had ac-
tually happened?” asked Raynor.

“Yes, He said the girls were beaten
about the head and shoulders with a
heavy club or iron bar.” ,

Early the following morning found
the sheriff and coroner back at the

There are plenty of

But the ardent plea of that mother
couldn’t save her killer son.

For, on April 8th in 1934, Big Slim
Bach paid the extreme penalty.

Strange are the shadows of a twisted
fate which cast their _ over the
lives of others. Had Big Slim not
chanced on the happy couple that
bloody night in the park, perhaps to-
day Rose and her ennis might be
sharing the happiness they deserved.
Perhaps even today Big Slim himself
would have been a stable citizen if he
had met a good. influence, encountered
the proper control.

Who can explain the reasons? Who
can prevent such horrors? Perhaps
Rose knows... - hte

Price farmhouse. This time they
were searching for some possible
weapon which might have been used
in the gr i attack. In the com-
munity of Pacific Junction angry
groups of friends and farmers gath-
ered to discuss the case and there was
a deep undercurrent of feeling against
the culprits if ever they were to be
apprehended. Sheriff DeMoss wisely -
remained silent concerning the two
youths named by Price. They had
not been questioned yet and an un-
provoked attack upon them by friends
of the injured girls would net the law
ans.

His deputies had already been given
assignments to round up every sus-
picious appearing person in and
around. the Junction and to query
all close friends and relatives of the
girls. He decided to question Bolton
and James personally later in the day.

When another thorough search of
the house and grounds failed to bring
forth any incriminating evidence,
Sheriff DeMoss drove over to the
Bolton home. The youth was at home
and appeared greatly uzzled over
the appearance of the sheriff. When
DeMoss made known his mission, the
boy paled.

“t"don’t know a thing about that,
Sheriff,” he said. “Honestly, I wasn’t
near the place last night. I haven’t
been near there for over two weeks.”

“Byer since the day Price took a
shot at you?” asked the sheriff.

“That’s right.” Young Bolton crim-
soned. “Old Price is crazy over
those two girls. Watches them like
a hawk and never lets them out of
his sight.”

“No doubt about that,” commented
the sheriff dryly. “However, what
kind of an alibi can you offer for your
whereabouts last night!”

Bolton told the sheriff that he had
been in the company of a neighbor
girl and had gone to-a party. The
couple had returned to their homes
about two o’clock that morning. The
youth’s parents corroborated this
story. - Warning him not to leave the
premises, Sheriff DeMoss then drove
to the James home. °

Robert James also disclaimed that
he had been near the Price home
for days and offered an unbreakable
alibi. _He repeated almost word for
word what Bolton had said concern-


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AIRMOUNT PARK in Philadelphia: is one of those They s
large, informa] tracts of rustic beauty, romantically park, too
laced with winding paths and conveniently scattered winter-b]

with secluded park benches, that in summer are so attrac- bench in
tive to young lovers seeking to snatch a little privacy from seclusion
the bustling “city. During the warm months, its leafy They sat
bowers whisper with the low-voiced exchanges and occa- their aft
sional laughter of light-hearted love. softly on
arms aro
trees stretch their gnarled fingers to the sky, and the cold head nest
wind. moans softly as it whips through them and scatters was a ma
the few remaining leaves along the dry grass or across the Then, :
crusty snow. The: ornamental lights discreetly shaded by smashed
foliage in the summer, cast a harsh glare into the cold and night the
: caster an:
Sparrows, which find little comfort in it, . Presbyter
These deficiencies meant little, however, to the young ing from
couple strolling through the’ Park on the night of January

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5th. . Even if it had not been unseasonably mild, which it get ate t
was, the pair would hardly have noticed, so wrapped up a detectiv
were they in their own warm sphere of romance; they Detecti:
might have been’ in the Sahara for all their surroundings The threc
penetrated the rosy glow of mutual regard which sur- explained
rounded them, “We we
Rose McCloskey was 19, graduated only the previous park,” th.
June from high school, and David Ryan, 29, was her first stumbling
serious love. The two had. known each other for only a drunk, bu
short time, but both were sure that it was the real thing. saw it wa
In fact, so sure that the topic of the evening’s conversation he’d been
was the momentous one of their impending elopement seemed tc
Rose ‘felt’ sure that her parents would Say she was too his sides.
young to marry; but David had a g00d job with a local “Then,”
firm, and the couple felt fully justified in planning to cir- car and v
cumvent parental objections. just starec
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At first he meant no harm, but as he stood there in the and broug
¢ shadows, “something in me snapped, everything went red.” Detectix

you dropped the body beside the old road,
you kept on to Tennessee.”

Claude’s long features were twitching
now. He saw his well-fashioned alibi fall-
ing apart of its own weight. Novak added
the final touch.

“Your Arkansas trip was all bluff,”
Novak stated, “like that talk about
Verlie’s marriage license being faulty. We
know you strangled her, Claude, so you
may as well own up.”

Prosecutor O’Brien turned to Claude
and asked him pointblank: “Did you
murder your wife?”

There was a long moment of silence,
during which Claude seemed to be gather-
ing his wits for a final effort to outguess
the law. Then, his ego suddenly deflating,
the prisoner gave a mournful nod.

“T might have,’ he mumbled. “Yes, I
reckon I did it.”

In the detailed statement that followed,
Claude Morse made efforts to soften his
admitted crime, still falling back on
Verlie’s erratic behavior as a partial
excuse.

“We hadn’t been driving far along
Cherry Hill Road,” stated Claude, “be-
fore Verlie pointed her finger out the
driver's side and said: ‘What’s that?’
When I turned my head to look, she
started hitting me with her shoe. I got
groggy and my nose began to bleed. Then
the car started to swerve.

“Maybe | fought back, but I don’t think
I hit Verlie hard enough to hurt her.
When I finally stopped the cdr, she wasn’t
in it any more. I backed up and there
she was, lying by the side of the road. I
thought she must have fallen out. I re-
member pulling her upright into fa front
seat and starting south on U.S. 1

From then on, according to Claude's
story, the trip was a series of blackouts
and mental lapses during which he
managed the incredible feat of driving
some 300 miles without an accident.

“After I blacked out,” he declared, “I
came to a hill overlooking a lake in the
Irish Hills. I remember wondering if I
should throw Verlie’s body into the lake
and jump in myself.

“Then I blacked out again and came to
driving up in front of my brother’s home
in Latayette. At that time the body was
in the trunk.”

How Claude had concocted the cross-
roads story in the midst of a blackout, he
didn’t specify. Under pressure from
Prosecutor O’Brien, he finally conceded
that he could have pushed Verlie out of
the car and later put her body in the trunk,
but he claimed he could hot remember
either act.

Pressed for details of his Kentucky
trip, Claude admitted driving there with
the body in the trunk of the car and added
that he had stopped to examine a road

excavation some twenty miles from
Berea, Ky., and fairly close to the spot
where Verlie’s body eventually was found.
But he did not recall actually taking the
body from the trunk and dragging it into
the woods.

Informed of Claude’s statement, Sheriff
W. H. Steele scoffed at the story of the
blackouts and came up with the opinion:
“This was cold-blooded murder. Morse’s
motive was the 15-year-old cousin of his
wife.”

In Detroit, Detective Lieutenant Wen-
cel was particularly impressed by the
Kentucky autopsy which showed that
Verlie Morse had suffered a fractured
larynx. Wencel stated bluntly: “There is
no doubt that she was murdered.” On the
strength of that finding, Wencel re-
quested a first degree murder warrant
against Claude Morse.

Meanwhile, Claude has been remember-
ing more details of his much amended
saga. He has recalled driving through no
less than four states with Verlie still in
the trunk and not knowing whether she
was dead or alive.

But Verlie was very dead when they
found her and according to Sheriff Steele,
she had been strangled. Who strangled
her and why are questions Claude Morse
may have to answer when he faces trial
in Wayne County on a charge of first
degree murder.

Giant Sex Slasher

[Continued from page 32]

ten feet from us, he halted, cupped his
hands and lit a cigaret. I got a good look
at his face in the glow from the match,
and it fixed itself on my mind because
of what happened next.”

“What did happen?” Heanly prompted
Barry.

“Well, as he lit the cigaret, he noticed
us for the first time. He broke into a run
and hid in some shrubbery. We were both
frightened, because he was a huge man
and there was something sinister about
him. We practically ran out of the park
to the lighted street.”

Barry described the man as thin-faced,
with a prominent nose, narrow, slit-like
eyes and bushy hair of a light brown
color. He said the prowler was poorly
dressed, hatless, and wore a light-colored
trench coat that was too short for him.

Barry showed Heanly the bench he had
occupied and pointed to the direction from
which the tall man had come. It was the
direction in which the gravel pit lay! The
detective captain was convinced that
Thomas Barry and the woman had seen
Rose McCloskey’s slayer.

Heanly told Barry he could leave, but
asked him to keep himself available to the
police. The detective captain then circu-
lated the description of the suspected
killer to all police who were working on
the case.

While Heanly had been talking with
Barry, Lieutenant Jeffers, Detective Abe
Friedman and two police officers had gone
to the modest home of Rose McCloskey’s
parents. Upon arrival, they had found the
girl’s mother, Mrs. Patrick McCloskey,
near hysteria. ,

“Is it about Rose you’ve come?” she
asked. “She’s been away all night and I’ve
been frantic. I just phoned the precinct
station and asked them to try to find her.”

Told of her daughter’s death, the
woman broke into racking sobs, and the

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detectives realized it would be some ttme
before they could question her.

They sent for Patrick McCloskey,
Rose’s father, who ran a small fish store
nearby. Though stunned by the tragic
news, McCloskey was able to talk co-
herently.

He said that Rose, who had just turned
19, had worked as a candy clerk in a
ten cent store. She had recently lost her
job and had since been helping him in
his shop.

“Rose was one of the sweetest, most
likeable girls in the world,” he said. “She
was a bright student in high school and
fond of all sports. She was shy where
men were concerned, though. About a
year ago she met a man she liked, but he
was much older than she and had been
out of a job recently. (It was then that
grim ‘depression year of 1933.) My wife
and I didn’t approve of him and told Rose
she must stop seeing him. Since then, she
hasn’t been going out with men at all.

McCloskey was at a loss to account
for his daughter’s presence in the park the
previous evening. “She left home at about
half-past eight, saying she was just going
out for a soda. We’d always told her not
to go to the park alone at night.”

McCloskey said Rose’s former boy
friend was named Dennis Boyle. He
described Boyle as about 30 years old, tall
and broad-shouldered—a former sales-
man. She had met him when he came into
the dime store to buy. candy.

Jeffers asked whether Rose had had any
girl friends.

“Yes, ther€’s one girl with whom she
was very close,” McCloskey said. “Her
name is Helen Coyle, and she lives near
here.”

McCloskey telephoned the girl and she
arrived within a few minutes. Helen Coyle
was a small, blue-eyed blonde, curvaceous
and pretty.

Without telling her of the girl’s death,
Jeffers asked Helen whether she knew
where Rose had spent the previous eve-
ning.

The girl hesitated noticeably, looking

from Jeffers to McCloskey. “You—you'

mean Rose didn’t come home last night?”
she faltered.

“That’s part of it,” Jeffers said.

Helen Coyle looked confused. “Why—
why Rose spent the night with me. She
left my house just a little while ago—l
think to do some shopping.”

Jeffers asked McCloskey to leave the
room. He then told the girl of the death
of her friend.

Helen Coyle fainted and had to be re-
vived. Then, her eyes streaming, she
revealed the story of a secret romance.

“T saw Rose yesterday, and she said
she was going to meet Dennis Boyle last
night,” Helen said. “Her mother and
father were strongly opposed to her
marrying Dennis, but she was just as
determined to marry him.”

“And you lied to me to try to protect
her?” Jeffers asked gently.

The girl nodded and brushed the tears
from her eyes. “They were so much in
love. They were going to wait until Rose

was 21, so she could marry without her
parents’ consent. Meanwhile they were
seeing each other secretly; often in the
park.”

Helen Coyle confirmed that Dennis
Boyle was more than six feet tall and a
strong man physically. “He had a temper
when he was provoked,” she said in an-
swer to Jeffers’ questions. “But I simply
can’t imagine him harming Rose.”

The girl supplied Boyle’s address, and
Jeffers sent an officer around to look him
up. Half an hour later, the officer called
back.

“His landlady says Boyle didn’t come
home last night,” he reported. “His bed
hasn’t been slept in. She gave me the name
of his married sister and she says Boyle
and a friend of his had dinner at her
house and remained until about half-past
eight.

“Well, I looked up the friend, and he
says he walked to the park with Boyle
and left him at the entrance. Boyle told
him he was going to meet Rose McClos-
key.”

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description of him,” Heanly said.

The order to locate Dennis Boyle was
riven to police throughout the city, and a
widespread manhunt was instituted. State
police of Pennsylvania and nearby states
were alerted to watch for him. Vhiladel-
phia’s afternoon newspapers put out extra
editions with Boyle’s picture.

Toward mid-afternoon, a call came in to
Captain Heanly from Philadelphia's
Presbyterian Hospital.

“We think we've got that man Boyle
you're looking for,” a supervisor said. “He
was picked up by a motorist near Fair-
mount Park about half-past ten last night,
wandering in a daze. His wallet was miss-
ing and he had no identification.

“We didn’t know who he was until a
nurse spotted his picture in today’s paper.
You see, he has been unconscious ever
since he was brought in. We don’t give
him much of a chance to pull through.”

Captain Heanly and Detective Martin
Foley raced to the hospital. They were
shown into an emergency ward where a
man lay with his head swathed in band-
ages. ;

“Multiple fractures of the skull,” a doc-
tor reported. “He was struck repeatedly
over the head with a blunt instrument.
He has tried to talk, but is unable to.
He is in a coma now and sinking fast.
I doubt if he'll ever speak again.”

Detective Foley remained at Boyle’s
bedside the rest of that afternoon and the
entire evening. At intervals, the stricken
man would stir and his lips would move
soundlessly.

“Boyle, tell us who beat you up,” Foley
said with sharp insistence. “You must
have seen him. Try to tell us.”

Again the lips would move, but no sound
came. Then the victim would drift back
into unconsciousness.

“Tt’s enough to drive you crazy,” Foley
told Heanly over the telephone. “He al-
most gets the words out, then he drifts
off again.”

Heanly assigned Detective Friedman to
spell off Foley on a round-the-clock vigil
beside the injured man’s bed.

That night, Fairmount Park was nearly
deserted, while residents of the area kept
their doors bolted.

The following day passed and Dennis
Boyle still had not regained conscious-
ness. Heanly and Jeffers, however, had
been questioning young men who knew
him. As a result, a possible motive for the
slaying was put forward.

‘We've learned that there’s a gang of
young hoodlums in the neighborhood,”
Jeffers told Heanly, “led by a 20-year-old
named Joe Feeny. He recently made a
play for Rose McCloskey and_ she
wouldn’t go out with him. This could be a
spite killing. Perhaps Feeny and his
cronies followed the couple to the park
bench with the deliberate purpose of get-
ting even with Boyle for his success with
Rose.”

For several days, while Boyle hovered
between life and death, the detectives
worked along those lines. They questioned
at least twenty youths, some of whom
had criminal records, but none of them
wore shoes the size of the giant sex
slasher.

During the next week, known sex
offenders, ex-convicts and vagrants were
rounded up by the score and subjected to

rigorous questioning. Hundreds of calls
came to the police from persons who
thought they had seen the sex-mad mon-

_ster. rolice investigated every tip, but all

proved fruitless.

The police finally came up with two
men against whom they felt reason for
strong suspicion. William Arco, six feet
four inches tall, was an itinerant, 40-year-
old house painter who had a record of sex
offenses. He was identified by two per-
sons as having been in the park on the
night of the murder.

He admitted freely to his known
offenses and even confessed to an earlier
attempt at rape which had never been
reported to the police. But he denied
vehemently that he had killed Rose Mc-
Closkey and attacked her escort.

The second suspect was Richard Bach,
a Philadelphia resident in his middle 20s
who had no police record. He was iden-
tified by several patrons of a bar and grill
near the park as having been there at
about 8 o’clock on the evening of the
murder. ;

Bach, six feet seven inches tall, could
give no clear account of his activities that
night, insisting that he had been drunk.
Police had no particular reason to sus-
pect him except that physically he fitted
so closely Barry’s description of the man
he had seen. No bloodstained clothing
or anything else incriminating was found
in Bach’s room.

The police held the two men for several
days. and subjected them to intensive
questioning. Thomas Barry was sent for,
and both men were put in a police lineup.
The retired watchman expressed doubt
concerning both of them.

“T thought I'd know that guy’s face if
L ever saw him again,” he said. “But
now I just don’t know. Either of these

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When no concrete evidence could be
found against either Arco or Bach, they
were released’ But Heanly assigned de-
tectives to follow each of them and report
their movements.

Discussing the case with Commissioner
LeStrange, he said: “I still believe the
man who killed Rose McCloskey will
strike again. If we can catch him red-
handed in an attempted assault, we may
be able to get him to confess to the Mc-
Closkey slaying.”

As winter wore on, the case dropped
gradually from the newspapers. Women
began to walk more freely on the streets.
The haunting fear of the tall man, as he
came to be called, was gradually for-
gotten.

On March 10, 1933, more than two
months after the death of Rose Mc-
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consciousness in his hospital bed. He
looked around in a dazed fashion.

“Where am I?” he asked.

Physicians who had been watching his
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“He mustn't be told that Rose Mc-
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enough to stand the shock.”

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room, Boyle stared at them with blinking
eyes.

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a park guard found a woman’s handbag and gray N. J.
coat with blood on it in a clump of bushes not
far from the bench. The handbag contained the
usual feminine cosmetics, 43 cents and a credit
card from a Market Street department store. The on
card had been issued to Rose McCloskey, of ric
Haverford Avenue, Philadelphia.

Heanly went to the guardhouse and put
through a call to Supt. of Police William Le-
Strange, to whom he gave full details of the

the grayel pit. Heanly then ordered the entire area roped off. He A good ;
asked park guards to aid city detectives in searching every square things a,
foot of ground. : a day, suc}
By this time, Dr.. Wadsworth had completed a preliminary ex- He .
amination of the victim’s body. T aus it
“This girl has been dead about twelve hours,” he said, “which cheeked (
puts the time of death at somewhere between nine and ten last night. Jersey » We
She has a fractured skull. But I believe she was still living when of his ac qt
| her throat was slashed. She put up a terrific struggle for her virtue euge oF bl
and her life. The battle,for her honor, she won. Apparently her back-coun
attacker killed her in a fit of rage when he found himself unable to Par ker
carry out his intentions.” self to a
The medical examiner went on to say that the and hashe
\ killer was a man of great strength and a de- on tree-I
| liberate sadist, .the type that is thkely to repeat blue morn
(past his crime unless he is caught in time. sory in °
A aan Detectives who had been searching the vic- The »
| tim’s clothing reported that they had found after ise
| nothing to indicate the girl’s identity. But then who ha

crime.
“It was committed by a giant of a man,” he
A detective (wearing hat) keeps close guard over the powerful, bushy- told the commissioner, “He struck once, and

haired man captured after what seemed like a never-ending hunt.
Officer Jerry Foley (inset) followed his quarry all the way to hicago
and finally trapped him when he returned to the Philadelphia park.

there’s no reason to think he won’t strike again.”

“He must be found at once,’ LeStrange said
promptly. “You're in charge, and I'll put every
available man at your disposal.”

Heanly next consulted with Captain Koch, who placed all park
guards on double duty and gave them orders to question any sus-
picious person they found in the park.

As more police began to arrive, Heanly assigned them to visit
every home in the vicinity in an effort to find someone who had
been in the park the previous night and might have seen the girl’s
slayer. Police were delegated to question all men previously con-
victed or suspected of sex offenses. A general roundup and ques-
tioning of vagrants was also ordered.

On the theory that the killer must have gotten blood on his
clothing, Heanly assigned a special detail to the task of making
inquiries at all laundries and cleaning establishments.

By noon, hundreds of police swarmed through the area sur-
rounding Fairmount Park. In the park itself were scores of news
reporters and photographers. Heanly was grimly aware that the
crime would be headlined in every newspaper in Philadelphia and
that it would continue to be reported until it was solved.

Shortly after noon, an important forward stride was made in
the case. Police officers brought to the guardhouse a man who
identified himself as Thomas Barry, a retired Philadelphia Transit Bec:
Company crossing watchman, Barry told Heanly that he had been pane
in Fairmount Park with a woman the previous evening between
about nine and ten p.m., occupying a park bench about a hundred
yards from the scene of the crime, While sitting there in the dark.
they had heard the scream of a woman.

“My friend was terrified, and we sat for several minutes listen-
ing,” he went on. “We heard nothing further and I thought it was
just young people—a fellow chasing a girl to kiss her or some-
thing of that sort. I didn’t investigate.

“Then it started to get chilly and we decided to leave. Suddenly
we heard footsteps approaching us on a gravel walk, Turning to
look, we saw the shadowy figure of a man. In the glow of a park
light I saw that he was a tall man with great broad shoulders, and
he walked with a curious.shuffle. About [Continued on page 58]

Lovely brunette Rose McCloskey met her death at a secret meeting in the park. Her
missing companion was discovered later unconscious and gravely injured in a hos-
pital where a passing motorist had taken him. For weeks, he lay fighting for life.


The last thing I can remember is going
to Fairmount Park last night with my
fiancee, Rose McCloskey.” He passed his
hand over his eyes. Lhen a look of con-
cern came into his face. ‘Rose is all
right, isn’t she?”

“Yes, she’s all right,” Heanly said.

Boyle looked relieved. “Well, tell me
what it is all about?” he said.

“We were hoping you could tell us,”
Heanly said. “Who attacked you in the
park?”

“Attacked me?” Boyle seemed to be
making a concentrated effort to remem-
ber. “Kose and I were sitting holding
hands. We were planning our wedding
trip. Suddenly I blacked out. That’s all I
know.”

“Didn't you see anyone near you?”
Heanly asked.

Boyle shook his head slowly. “There
was no one near us.”

“You didn’t hear a sound behind you?”

“No, I didn’t hear a thing.”

The officials could get no further in-
formation whatever out of Dennis Boyle.
He was told that he would have to re-
main in the hosiptal for several more
weeks. When he insisted on seeing his
fiancee, he was told that she was out of
town visiting a relative.

Keenly disappointed, the officials
finally left. ‘His memory does not seem
to be impaired and he speaks rationally,”
Jeffers observed. ‘The killer must have
approached quietly from behind and
struck swiftly.”

In the following days, Heanly and
Jeffers were both occupied with other
work, so Heanly assigned Detectives
Foley and Friedman to the case on a
full-time basis.

“It’s yours until you solve it,” Heanly
told them bluntly.

Three days later, Foley telephoned.

“Captain, I’m in a phone booth at Penn
Station,” he said with urgency in his
voice. “Richard Bach, that husky fellow
we have been watching, has been working
as a handy man lately and I guess he
saved his money. I just shadowed him
here and he bought a ticket to Chicago.
What do I do? Continue to follow him?”

Up until this point, Bach had not be-
haved suspiciously and Heanly had been
considering dropping the watch on him.
Now he made a quick decision. “Yes, go
with him.”

Heanly heard nothing from Foley for
another two days. Then a phone call came
in from Chicago.

“Captain, I hate to have to tell you this,
but I lost Bach. I guess he got wise to me.
He skipped out of his rooming house some
time last night.”

“Stay out there and find him,” Heanly
said. “You know the sort of places a man
like him would hang out—and a man six
feet seven is sure to be noticed. If. he
hasn’t left town, you’re bound to pick up
his trail again.”

“O.K., Captain, I’ll do my best.”

The next week, Heanly heard nothing
at all from Foley. But he had a visit from
Captain of Park Guards Koch. “We're
still keeping guards on overtime patrol
duty,” Koch said, “and I’m wondering
whether it makes sense any more. I think
the killer has left town. You yourself
think he may be the man Foley followed
to Chicago. Don’t you think we'd be safe
in going back to the old schedule?”

Heanly shook his head. “We don’t know
that the man in Chicago is the killer. Let’s
keep to the overtime basis. It may’ save
a life.”

Two days passed. Then at last Heanly
had another call from Foley in Chicago

“Captain, I’ve got news! Last night a

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woman was criminally assaulted and
badly beaten up in a Chicago park. But
she survived and was able to give a
description of her attacker—the tallest
man she’d ever seen outside of a circus.
And there were footprints—those same
oversize shoes. I think Richard Bach is
our killer.”

“Then stay there till you locate Bach,”
Heanly directed. “This may be the break
we've been waiting for.”

But more than a week passed and still
the Chicago rapist was not found, so Foley
was called back to Philadelphia.

Again the suggestion was made to re-
duce the park guard. Again Heanly
opposed it. “Bach is a native Philadel-
phian,” he said. “Sooner or later he is
bound to drift back here. I think he is
our killer, and if he struck in Chicago,
there’s every chance that he’ll strike again
here.”

Two months passed. Then on a night
in early June, the detective captain was
awakened at his home by a call from
Captain Koch of the park guard.

“I think we have spotted your man
Bach!” Koch said excitedly. “One of my
men, William Grace, was on duty in the
park tonight and saw a tall figure lurking
in the bushes not far from the gravel pit.

“The man saw Grace at the same
moment and broke into a run. Grace took
after him, and picked up Guard George
Petrie on the way. They both chased
him, but he plunged into some bushes at
the edge of the park. Then apparently he
slipped out into the street. Anyhow they
lost him. But both of those guards had
seen Richard Bach when he was being
questioned before, and they’re certain he
was the man they saw in the park.”

Early the next morning Heanly con-.

ferred with Superintendent LeStrange
and suggested a plan that he had had in
mind to put into effect when he had
reason to believe the sex slasher was on
the prowl again.

“Let’s put out bait for the killer,” he
told the superintendent, “by scattering
ten detectives and ten policewomen
around the park, as spooning couples. The
tall man is bound to return one of these
nights. This time we'll be ready for him.”

LeStrange accepted the suggestion.
Volunteers were called for and ten detec-
tives and ten women were selected.

They went to benches in the park that
evening and remained until about mid-
night. All were armed. Nothing happened.

A week passed. So as not to arouse the
suspicions of the suspected slayer, the
couples took different benches each night.
Heanly, Jeffers and Koch all slept at the
park guardhouse, awaiting call the
moment the suspect was spotted.

At about ten o’clock on the night of
June 13, they were awakened by Detec-
tive Friedman. “Bach has just turned up,”
Friedman said tensely. “He is behind a
tree at the edge of the hollow watching
i couples on the benches. Petrie spotted

im.”

But by the time Heanly and the others
got to the hollow, the shadowy suspect,
apparently suspicious of a trap, had
vanished into the darkness.

But a moment later a park guard came
running over to Heanly. “Foley spotted
Bach as he went out through one of the
park exits. He is following him.”

Heanly returned to the guardhouse and
waited by the telephone. Fifteen minutes
later it rang and he heard Foley’s voice.

“I tailed Bach to a furnished room at
827 North 49th Street. I don’t think he
suspects he was followed. But get up
here as soon as you can.”

Heanly telephoned headquarters, and
more than twenty police and detectives

surrounded the North 49th Street build-
ing. The police forced their way into
Bach’s room. They found him sprawled
on his bed fully clothed and asleep. They
awakened him and quickly slipped hand-
cuffs on him.

A search of Bach’s room revealed a
hunting knife with a razor-sharp blade
hidden under his mattress.

Taken to police headquarters, Bach
could give no plausible reason for lurking
in the park. But he staunchly denied any
connection with the murder of Rose Mc-
Closkey or the Chicago rape case.

Heanly sent for ‘thomas Barry, the re-
tired watchman who previously had been
unable to identify Bach positively as the
man he had seen in the park the night
of Rosie’s death. But Heanly had some-
thing up his sleeve. He drew Barry aside
and explained his plan to him.

Bach was then taken into a dark office.
Before turning on the lights, Heanly
offered him a cigaret. The suspect took
it and Heanly struck a match for him.

“He’s the man!” Barry said suddenly.
“That face—in the light from the match.
He’s the man I saw coming from the
gravel pit the night Rose McCloskey was
murdered. I’m certain of it.”

Bach was removed to an interrogation
room and Heanly, Jeffers and other de-
tectives questioned him in relays. Bach
held out for most of the day.

Then abruptly he asked Heanly if he
could speak with him in private.

“Tf I confess, will you do all you can
to save me from the chair?” Bach asked.

Heanly said he could promise nothing
but that a voluntary confession was al-
ways taken into consideration by a judge
when fixing sentence.

“All right, I’ll tell you,” Bach said.

A stenographer was called in to take
down his statement.

“T killed that girl,” Bach said with hang-
ing head. “I didn’t mean to do it, but I
saw that couple there together in the
park and I wanted the girl for myself. I
picked up a stone and came up behind
them.

“T threw the stone at the man and
struck him in the back of the head and
knocked him unconscious. I seized the
girl and tried to kiss her, but she fought
me. So I picked up another stone and hit
her on the head with it. When she still
struggled, I got furious and took out my
knife.

“When I’d thrown her in the gravel pit,
I came back to the bench. I hit her boy
friend over the head a few more times and
then left him. I thought he was dead,
too.”

Bach’s confession was transcribed and
he signed it. He was then questioned
about the criminal assault case in Chicago.
He admitted being in that city at the
time, but denied any knowledge of that
attack.

On July 13, 1933, Richard Bach went
to trial for murder before Judge Harry
S. McDevitt. The jury heard him repu-
diate his confession. But they were con-
vinced of his guilt by the overwhelming
evidence presented by the state, and
brought in a verdict of guilty as charged.

Judge McDevitt, in pronouncing sen-
tence, stated that he found it impossible
to show leniency in view of the circum-
stances of the crime. On September 22,
1933, he sentenced Richard Bach to execu-
tion,

On April 9, 1934, Richard Bach went
to his death in the electric chair for the
murder of Rose McCloskey.

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titious to protect the identity of # sige innocently
involved in the investigation,--The Editor.)

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HE STOOD silhouetted against the faint, moonlit January
sky; the huge size of him somehow menacing, even if you
didn’t see the rock in his big hand. The boy and girl on the
bench in Philadelphia’s Fairmount Park certainly didn’t,
completely absorbed in each other and blissfully unaware of
their peril.

Suddenly the huge intruder’s right arm came up and he
hurled a heavy rock at the back of the young man’s head. It
connected with a dull thud and his human target slumped
on the bench.

In two immense strides the towering attacker confronted
the girl, reaching out with his arms to smother her in his
clasp. She uttered a piercing scream that was cut off by his
ham-like paw.

Despite the size of the raider, the young woman struggled

desperately, clawing at his face and clothing. “Damn little

hell cat,” he cursed. reaching down and retrieving the rock

which had knocked the girl’s companion unconscious.
Brutally he hammered his victim’s head with the heavy

stone and she collapsed in his arms, Viciously throwing her

body to the ground, he reached into his trench coat and
pulled out a hunting knife, Still growling to himself he drew
the blade back and forth over the girl’s white throat. Then
he reached down, picked her up in his arms and disappeared
over a slight ridge in back of the park bench.

In a few minutes he was back in front of the young man
out on the bench, Picking up the murderous stone again, the
giant swung it time and again. Finally, his rage wore off
and he struck off down the park’s gravel pathway.

Fifty yards from the scene of his carnage, he paused, lit
a cigaret and was lost in the night.

Fifteen minutes later the young man on the bench, his
face and head a bruised and bloody mess, groaned, stirred
and pushed himself to his feet. Once erect, he staggered

AMAZING DETECTIVE

blindly down the path, crashed through some leafless shrub-
bery edging the park and reeled crazily down the street out

of sight.

N another part of Philadelphia, Mr. and Mrs. McCloskey,

the girl’s parents, sat in their home and, with worried
eyes, wondered what was keeping their daughter Rose out
so late. They waited for her until 2 o’clock the next morn-
ing and then, after deciding she was spending the night
with some girl friend, went to bed.

“Rose has never done anything like this before,” Mrs.
McCloskey said, fear plainly affecting her voice. “Maybe
we should call the police.”

“Not yet,” her husband said. “It would only embarrass
her if everything’s all right. But if she doesn’t come home

until noon tomorrow then we'll report to the precinct .

station.”

Back in Fairmount Park about 8 o’clock the next morn-_ ‘

ing a guard, Bill Schaidler, had just started his daily patrol.
He walked down into a small hollow favored by young
lovers and noticed a crimson beret lying behind one of the
wooden benches. :

Then his eyes caught sight of a good-sized rock notice- eer

ably stained. Gingerly he picked it up and saw blood on its

surface, blood still uncongealed because of the moist; mild : ae

winter weather, perhaps.

“Everything’s not as it should be,” Schaidler thought to ne

himself, and he began searching the ground around the

bench. It was then he first saw the deeply indented, un- oe

naturally long and broad footprints leading off the gravel
path up toward the small rise of ground behind the bench.

He was quick to note the length of the stride told by the vA

prints. , ’
“Must have been a tremendously big man to make such

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tracks,” the guard thought. He also noted that dotting the
route made by the tracks were flecks of crimson on the
brown, winter-cured grass. More blood!

Next he spotted a brown, low-heeled woman’s slipper.
The sight gave him an eerie feeling. He knew that no young
woman, regardless of emotional feeling, would walk off in
a winter night heedlessly leaving one shoe behind. Putting
the slipper in his overcoat pocket, he continued to follow
the footprints leading up over the bank of the hollow.

Beyond the ridge was another depression bound on one
side by a park stockpile of gravel. What Schaidler saw lying
in the man-made gulley caused him to turn around and
sprint for the park guardhouse. There he blurted out his find
to his superior, Park Guard Captain George Koch,

Koch reached for the telephone and called police head-
quarters and trotted back to the pile of sand with Schaidler.
Both men looked with undisguised terror at the body of a
young, attractive and shapely girl. Her throat had been cut
from the lobe of one ear to the lobe of the other. Her face
had been cruelly battered and her dark hair was clotted

_with blood,

She was wearing a flannel skirt, which had been pulled
up high on her thighs and her blue blouse had been ripped
down the front. It was pitifully clear that she had been the
victim of a sadistic psychopath. Only a depraved sex mad-
man would have beaten and cut a woman like that, the two
park guards agreed.

L_EUTENANT Percy Jeffers and two detective aides

from the Fifth Division were the first city police on

the scene. When they saw the corpse they immediately

called the Homicide Division and were presently joined by

Captain Harry D, Heanly and Dr. William S. Wadsworth,
the coroner’s physician.

It did not take a great deal of investigation to tell Heanly

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Sleutis at park scene of murderous attack on couple.

One of Rose’s shoes found near girl’s mutilated body.

and Jeffers the story of the tragedy that had transpired, A
cursory hunt was made for the lethal knife, but none was
found in the immediate area of the body. “

As he waited for reinforcements from headquarters, —
Captain Heanly asked Captain Koch to protect the ground
around the corpse from curious onlookers, who had already ~
started to gather, attracted by the sirens of the police cars. |
The park captain roped off the area and ordered his guards
to assist the city officers in their quest for clues.

By this time Dr, Wadsworth had been able to make a
Sketchy examination of the body. He reported that as far
as he could determine at that stage the victim had been dead

AMAZING DETECTIVE

So SE eh NO ROE pn LenS aS ene e

When Mrs. McCloskey saw the police
officers at her door she broke into tears.
_ Jeffers then knew that the slain girl
in the park was actually Rose Mc-
Closkey, and shook his head. One of
the bitter sides of his job was informing
families that misfortune had fallen on
those they loved. After learning that her
daughter was dead, Mrs, McCloskey
became incoherent and Jeffers sent for
her husband.

Mr. McCloskey was clearly wounded
by the tragic news, but kept his com-
posure. His daughter, he said, was 20
years old and a home-loving, well-
mannered girl, somewhat on the shy,
withdrawing side. On finishing high
school, where she had distinguished
herself scholastically, she was forced to
take a job in a five-and-ten-cent-store
because the depression that year, 1932,
was at its worst and work was hard to
find. Even her dime store job had
eventually blown up due to the eco-
nomic doldrums.

“Rose had a boy friend,” McCloskey
said, “fellow ten years older than she
was.” Pr.

The boy friend’s name was Walter
Drake, the grieving father said, ex-
plaining he was big, brawny and well
over six feet tall.

When questioned about Rose’s other
friends, McCloskey said his daughter’s
closest chum was Joan Frank, a girl
who lived in the neighborhood.

“Rose left home last night,” Mc-
Closkey said, “about eight-thirty. She
said she was going out for a soda. I
can’t understand why she would have
gone into the park at night. We had
warned her it was a dangerous place,
and she seemed to agree. Even when
she failed to come home last night it
never occurred to us that she would
have entered the park after dark.”

Obtaining the telephone number of
Rose’s friend, Joan, Lieutenant Jeffers
called her home and she agreed to come
to the McCloskey’s residence at once.

. at the park, Captain Heanly
had his men questioning the
crowds that had assembled when the
news of a murder spread. During the
interrogations and shortly after lunch,
a man approached the homicide cap-
tain and introduced himself as James
Brock.

“I was in the park last night about

seventy-five yards from where, I am
told, the girl was murdered,” he said.
“I heard a woman scream once, but
when it wasn’t repeated I figured it

-was. some young girl evading a boy

friend in a game of horseplay so I
paid no further attention. I continued
to sit on my bench smoking. Then
about a quarter to nine I heard foot-
steps on the gravel path. As I watched
a light flared up and I saw the face of
an extremely tall man lighting a cigaret.
Because it was all kind of eerie,
linked as it was with the scream some
minutes before, the man’s face—lean
and gaunt—was impressed on my mind.
Then I heard him swish through some
bushes and reach the street. That was

. enough for me. I left and went home.”

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Asked if he thought he could identify
the face if he ever saw ‘it again, Brock
said he was positive he could. He added
that the man who came out of the dark-
ness had bushy, light hair and a long,
high nose. He said he wore no hat and
had on what appeared to be a tan
trench coat.

Certain he had seen the vicious mur-
derer, Heanly took Brock’s address.
The witness readily agreed to make
himself available whenever the police
wanted him to look over a suspect.

Meanwhile, Lieutenant Jeffers, at the
McCloskey home, was making progress
with Rose’s cooperative girl friend.
Joan Frank, without knowing about
Rose’s murder, told the detective that
Rose was deeply in love with Walter
Drake and that she intended to marry
him, She had been seeing him often in
Fairmount Park after dark, Rose had
confided in Joan the day before that
she had a date in the evening with
Drake,

The boy friend, she confirmed, was
an .extraordinarily large man with a
quick temper. “But he and Rose never
fought,” Miss Frank said loyally.

Jeffers then asked her for Drake’s
address, which she gave him. Calling
Friedman aside, he asked the detective
to make a check on Rose’s friend and
to phone him, either at the McClos-
key’s or headquarters, the moment he
had any worthwhile information.

At the rooming house where Rose’s
boy friend lived, the landlady told
Friedman that Drake had not rétiixned
home the night before. Drake hadstotd
her, she said, that he had been invited

Park guard poin

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ts out site where rapist left girl’s mutilated body.

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to dinner at a married sister’s home and
she surmised he had spent the night
there. She supplied the detective with
the sister’s telephone number.

Drake’s sister answered Friedman’s

call and said that her brother had in-
deed eaten with her husband and her-
self the previous evening but had left
around 8 o'clock, saying he had a date
to meet Rose McCloskey across from
Fairmount Park.

Friedman called Jeffers and told him
what he had learned.

Jeffers, by then at headquarters, re-
layed the pertinent news to Captain
Heanly, who quickly got on the phone.
He ordered Friedman to pick up a
picture of Drake if possible and rush it
to headquarters. ">

Finished talking with the detective,
Heanly turned to Jeffers. “Drake’s ab-

sence means he, too, could have been a

victim of the girl’s killer.”

Detective Friedman appeared a short

time later with a photo of the missing
man and Heanly called in the news re-
porters and asked them to run it on
their front pages, saying the subject
was wanted in the brutal McCloskey
murder. The newsmen rushed the pic-
ture through and it appeared in the late
afternoon editions of the Philadelphia
Papers.

BOUT 5:30 p.m., a call came in for
Heanly from Philadelphia Presby-
terian Hospital. The hospital superin-
tendent was at the other end of the
wire.
“This man Drake you are looking
for,” he explained, “may be a patient

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Giant rapist flanked by Detectives Freedman (I.) and Foley, at park scene.

since between eight and eleven o’clock the night before,

“Her skull has been fractured,” the physician explained,
“but it is likely that she was still alive at the time her throat
was slit.”

He said he thought the victim had not been sexually
violated because of the fight she had waged, and that her
attacker, obviously a man of vast physical strength and a
sex sadist, had killed her in a fury of frustration.

A search of the dead woman’s clothing failed to turn up |

any identification marks. One of the park guards, however,
discovered a woman’s purse in a nearby hedge. In the hand-
bag, among other feminine accouterments, was a charge

AMAZING DETECTIVE

card on a department store in the business district made out
to Rose McCloskey of Haverford Avenue in the city.

Meanwhile, Superintendent of Police William LeStrange

had been dispatched a full report on the case. He placed
Captain Heanly in full charge, giving him carte blanche to
the full resources of the police department so an all-out

effort could be made to capture the killer before he had a ee +4
chance to repeat his bestial crime. ats!

The homicide chief immediately sent Lieutenant Jeffers,
Detective Abe Friedman and two uniformed peounes to
the Haverford Avenue address listed on the victim’s charge

card,
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working, a dangerous glint in his
eye.

Just then my driver pulled the car
to a stop on a’narrow gravel drive’
in Fairmount Park. The spot was
just a skip and a jump from Girard
Avenue and 40th Street, one of the
busy intersections of Philadelphia.

Heanly looked around. “We
haven’t had any trouble around this
section for ages,” he explained.
“There used to be a gang of petty
hoodlums and stickup men operat-
ing from here. They’d hide behind
the trees, hedges and bushes, jump-
ing out on pedestrians and spooners.
Now, it’s as heayily patrolled as any
section of the park or city.”

The knoll was only a hundred
feet from the drive, and we reached
it in a minute, pausing to look down
into the bowl that was the -gravel
pit, now abandoned. It was about
500 feet around, and was completely
hidden from view, unless you
climbed the knoll. At this time of
year, January 5, 1933, it was par-
ticularly desolate. Of course, during
the summer months, it was a favorite.
rendezvous for couples.

Directly across from where we
stood, a small group of men were
clustered around three park benches.
A detail of officers kept the. curious

passers-by, attcactea Be the one
centration. of police cars, and the.

reporters and photographers inva ..

compact group in the- bottom of
the pit. ‘
Detective Livutenant Perry Jef-

fers, of the 39th Street and Lancas= -

ter Avenue Station, hurried forward
to meet us. “We haven’t touched a
thing,” he said. “Captain Koch has

as it tbe found by the guard.”

The body was in plain view, about .

25 feet from the nearest bench. The
few officers there. gave ground
silently as the four of us approached.
There wasn’t even the usual salu-
tation. They just stepped back.

The sight I saw is one I’ll never
forget as long as I live.

The girl-was completely clothed.
Her cloth coat, a dark-blue or black,
was torn and dirty, as were her

black kid gloves, which, were ripped.

in several places. A “black satin
pump was on the left foot; the right
pump was missing and the heel of

the right foot was rubbed raw, as

though the body had been dragged
along the ground.

But it was her face that made
us cringe. It was a ghastly mass of

horror. The murderer must have
pounded his victim with a rock; the

features had been He opty ‘ob=
-literated in that frenzied attack.

“Her jugular vein had been cut and
the ends protruded from the wound

“in her throat. There were bluish

marks about the wound in her neck.
Strange markings.

I turned away, ‘sick at the sight.
Everything had a quality of unreal-

-ness as I looked around me at the
had his men leave ‘everything just .

gravel pit and the faces of men
whom I knew:

Dr. Wadsworth strode to my side
and, taking me by the arm, led me
out of earshot of those around us.

‘I, knew by his expression that the

report of Guard Shaidler had been

. right. ,

“The officer who found the body
and. reported it was correct,” the
doctor informed me quietly. “This
woman’s vein was bitten and cut
open and what I see convinces me
that her blood was-sucked out.”

I gulped lungs full of air and

* clenched my hands until my finger-

nails bit into the palms of my hands.
The doctor then made a suggestion
which I followed out to the letter.

* “Td suggest that you tell the re-

porters that this woman or girl died
of a beating. I think that is the
wisest course to take to protect the

- public from undue alarm.”

I fervently agreed with him.

Captain Heanly walked over to
us. “Colonel, this was found ‘under
the bench over there.’”’ He held out
a pocketbook. “In addition, there
were two blood-Stained rocks, which
we're sending to the laboratory and
this.” There was a black beret in
his other hand.

I opened the purse. There was
some change in it, 43 cents to be
exact, a string of rosary beads, a
letter from a man signed “Dennis”
and an identification card from a
department store made out to Rose
McCloskey, of 3729 Haverford Ave-
nue, Philadelphia.

Heanly leaned over my shoulder
to read the letter with me. It was
dated January 3rd, and was a love
letter. In it, the writer referred
constantly to “sweet Rose.’ The
postscript was what held us: “I'll
see you Wednesday night and we’ll
walk to the same old place and talk
things over.” .

This was Thursday. Last night
had been Wednesday!

I looked at Heanly. ‘“Dennis,’’ I
observed, “is the man to find.”

“There’s a jealousy motive in back
of all this,” the captain said.

But Dr. Wadsworth thought
otherwise. “I agree that the thing

The girl faced a knife in the hands

‘of a human vampire’ who was

maddened by desire for blood.


to do is to find this Dennis,’ he
admitted. ‘But jealousy was not the
motive for what happened here.”

OUNTY DETECTIVE FRIED-

MAN, who had been busy sur-
veying. the entire scene walked
up with two, rocks cradled in his
hands. They were protected by
newspapers. “That girl was prob-
ably sitting over there on the bench
with a beau when the fellow hit
her over the head with these and
then dragged her body over to
where it is now. That’s the only
way her right heel could be so

Thomas Barry, the motorman who
was in park when killing took
place and who saw slayer's face.

Where the vampire struck.
No. 1 is victim's pocketbook;
No. 2 is the slain girl's beret.

badly cut, and the gravel is rutted.

out.”’

“Either that or she was attacked
from behind by someone else,” Dr.
Wadsworth observed.

I turned to Captain Heanly, and
asked him to assign men to cover
the entire area with a fine-tooth
comb for prints and clues that would
help us while we accompanied the
doctor to the morgue and awaited
the outcome of his more detailed
examination.

Half hoping against hope that he
would answer me in the negative,
I broke the silence in the car to

ask Dr. Wadsworth whether he was
sure that the vein had been bitten.

The reply came without an in-
stant’s hesitation. “I am certain.”
Then he continued in that quiet way
of his: “The person who is guilty
of this crime has curiously shaped
teeth. The solution to the crime will
come through the teeth. The incisors

are enormous and very sharp. They -

are V-shaped, and the wide part
of the V is in the gums. You could
compare the size of his teeth to
those of a medium-sized dog.”

I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. My
mind was centuries away. Then the

doctor interrupted my thoughts.
“Another thing,” he continued, ‘to
look for in any suspect is his hands.
Whoever wielded those bloodstained
rocks has gigantic hands. They are
two or three times larger than
either yours or mine, and we are
tall men.”

Dr. Wadsworth wasted no time in
beginning his examination when we
arrived at the morgue. One of the
first things he called my attention
to was the condition and texture of
the girl’s skin, stating that it be-
longed to one between the ages
of 18 and 20 years.

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When they came upon the body of the murdered girl in Fairmount Park, even hardened officers were
shocked by the spectacle. Seldom in the annals of crime had such a murder occurred—and there seemed
to be no clue to the horror that was loose in the city's environs, ready ‘to strike at any moment.

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The hulking slayer, standing head and shoulders above his guards and
the jurors whom he is accompanying to the scene of the crime, had

I left the room to do some tele-
phoning; and in a quarter of an
hour the doctor joined me. He was
grave as he began an explanation
of the findings of his post mortem.

“The victim was undoubtedly
knocked unconscious by'a blow from
the rock or rocks. I feel sure that
her death was almost instantaneous.
Her attacker bit her neck, opening
it. He then used a knife to make
the opening bigger. She’s been
dead between 12 and 15 hours.”
Dr. Wadsworth stopped a minute
before making the statement that
was to put an end to the uncertainty
prevailing up to that moment.
“There was no criminal attack.”

“Then, it was a vampire who at-
tacked her?” I had to ask that
question.

“There is no question about it.”

Captain Heanly and I looked at
each other. The same thought was
racing through both our heads; and
we realized then the wisdom of the
doctor’s advice to conceal the real
cause of this girl’s death from the
newspapers. The consternation and
fear that it would have aroused in
the city is something to conjure with.
I realized that I was right in. the
middle of one of the weirdest and
cruelest crimes in the annals of
the .country’s criminal history. A
modern DRACULA! That name
kept repeating itself. DRACULA,
DRACULA.

I knew then that I would never
rest until the person who perpe-
trated that ghastly crime was be-
hind bars. I knew I couldn’t. I
knew that Captain Heanly wouldn’t.

Dr. Wadsworth put his hand on
my shoulder. “I’m going now. Ill
send you a report in the morning,
but don’t forget teeth and hands in
this case.”

‘even tried to murder a woman in police headquarters after arrest.

i hoe door had hardly closed on the
doctor when it was flung open
and Detective Martin Foley came
‘through it like a shot. He was
breathless.

“Why the excitement, Foley?” I
asked.

Heanly smiled and cracked: It’s
old age, colonel.”

“TI think the fellow who was with
that girl in the park last night is
at Presbyterian Hospital now,” Foley
blurted out. “I just missed you at
the park and camé here as fast as
I could.”

“Tell me about it,” I demanded
eagerly.

“A man who has been identified
as Dennis Béyle—”' That’s as far
as we let Foley get. Both Heanly
and I interrupted to chorus:

“Dennis Boyle—are you sure?”

Foley nodded his head. ‘This fel-
low was found wandering around
in the vicinity of 40th and Girard
by three men. He was badly beaten
up; his head was fractured. He was
out on-his feet and these men
rushed him to the hospital. He’s
still out cold and the doctors don’t
say when he’ll come to, or whether
he ever will.”

“How did you identify him?”
asked Heanly.

“By this letter,” Foley explained,
handing me the missive.

I looked at it carefully, fully
aware of all the implications that
its content might reveal. It was ad-
dressed to Boyle at 657 Union
Street, City. The return address was
on the back. It read:

“R. M. 3729 Haverford Avenue.”

“That certainly clinches the iden-
tity of the girl,’’ Heanly observed.
I recalled the identification card
and letter in her pocketbook.

“Yes,” I agreed. “What else did

you learn, Foley?”

“These three men, Maurice
Cerotta, of 813 North Union Street;
Edward Konn, of 838 North 40th
~Street, and Charles Manzo, of‘ 863
North 4lst Street, were driving
through the park when they were
attracted to this fellow Boyle, who,
they say, was wandering around in
circles as though he were punch
drunk. They saw his face was cov-
ered with blood and stopped the
car. When they found he couldn’t
give a responsive answer, they
loaded him into their car and took
him to the hospital. Their stories
checked, and we released them.”

“Did you get anyone to identify
Boyle?” Heanly asked. :

“Yes, I did,” Foley told us. “He

‘lives with his sister, Mrs. Mary

Callahan.. I called there early this
morning, and she told me Dennis
hadn’t been home all night. He had
left last evening early to méet this
Rose McCloskey. When I took her
to the hospital, she identified him
at once as her brother.”

“Could you get a line on him
from her?” I wanted to know.

Foley nodded. “According to Mrs.
Callahan, Dennis is one boy in a
thousand. He is a machinist by trade
and has absolutely no bad habits.”

“Then ‘they were together last
night, perhaps when this thing
happened,” I noted.

Heanly couldn’t resist a snort.
“These boys or men who are one in
a thousand,” he commented acidly.
“They’re usually the ones who are
capable of anything. I wouldn’t be
surprised if it turned out that Boyle
had attacked her and then knocked
himself over the head for an alibi.”

Detective Foley, who was at-
tached.to the city police station at
32nd Street and Woodlawn Avenue,
left with the assurance that he
would produce the three men who
found Boyle any time I wanted
them for questioning.

“Colonel,” Heanly suggested, “I
think we’d better stop at the Mc-
Closkey address on the way back
to City Hall and find out what we
can about the girl.”

Her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Patrick
McCloskey, were at home when we
called. They identified the letter she
had written Boyle as her hand-
writing at once, and also the em-
‘ploye’s identification card. We were
shown pictures of the girl, and my
heart wrenched for the parents.
She was exceptionally pretty, a real
blue-eyed Irish type, with long
black hair. She was a graduate of
the Philadelphia Catholic High
School for Girls, class of 1931, and
worked as a substitute salesgirl in
the downtown department store.
Her parents claimed her remains at
the morgue.

Neither her mother nor her father
knew that Rose had had a date with
Dennis Boyle, or had she told, them
that she was acquainted with him.
A quick canvass of her relatives
and friends bore no results until we
called on Helen Coyle. From her
we learned that Rose had confided
that she and Dennis were sweet-
hearts. Shy, sweet little Rose Mc-
Closkey had been too bashful to
tell anyone about her boy friend
except her best friend.

Wer we .stopped at the hospital
to see Boyle, he was still uncon-
scious. The doctor in attendance
told us that he had a very bad frac-

ture of the skull and would be‘

fortunate to recover. “It will be a
long time before Boyle pulls out of
this, if he does,” the physician
warned.

I gazed long and hard at the man

lying there on the hospital cot. He
was some three inches shorter than
I, but his hands were big and strong,
the kind that comes from manual
labor. Strong enough, I knew, to
bludgeon the life out of a 20-year-
old defenseless, trusting girl. As the
breath came through his lips in
labored gasps, I pushed his upper
lip back and studied his teeth. Dr.
Wadsworth’s parting shot “watch
for teeth” rang through my mind.
Boyle’s teeth were large and long
and strong, although there was noth-
ing abnormal about them.

When I asked the doctor whether
it was possible for Boyle to have in-
flicted the wound on himself, he
agreed that it was but expressed
grave doubt that he had done it.

“T would say that this blow from
which he is suffering is much more
severe than a _ self-inflicted one
would probably be. He has several
abrasions on the back of his head
which leads me to believe that he
was struck from behind or by a man
much taller than he.”

After making arrangements to
leave a police guard at Boyle’s bed-
side with instructions that I was
to be called the moment he regained
consciousness, Heanly and I re-
turned to my office.

The day had been a harrowing
one. And it had practically passed
without one clue to the identity of
the murderer. I was inclined to think
Boyle was innocent. I could see
those two young people making
their way to the bench in that iso-
lated section of the park to make
their plans for the future, plans
that now meant nothing.

Yet, my experience in the crim-
inal courts had taught me through
bitter lessons that Boyle could have
been the killer.

“Harry,” I finally said, “I want
you to assign men to cover every
angle there is to the lives of these
two people, Rose McCloskey and
Boyle. There is a possibility that
somewhere in the background we’ll
get the answer to this. It’s entirely
possible that jealousy motivated the
murder. Dennis may have a friend
who was jealous of the attention he
was getting from Rose. Get to the
bottom of their private lives. I
can’t understand why Rose wouldn't
confide in her parents.”

“Nor can I,” Heanly agreed. ‘“‘The
minute that fellow comes to, we'll
question him about that date in the
gravel pit in the middle of winter.”

Just then the telephone rang.
It was Captain Koch, of the Park
police. My pulse quickened as |
listened to him and encouraged him
to expound his idea for spreading
a net for suspects in the case. Agree-
ing to his plan at once, I turned to
Captain Heanly and explained what
Koch had proposed. The captain
gave it his hearty endorsement.

Briefly, it was this: Several years
ago, hoodlums had given people
using the Girard Avenue section
of Fairmount Park a great deal of
trouble, especially the spooners. The
petty marauders were nicknamed
the “Moochers,” and Captain Koch’s
force had suppressed their depre-
dations with an iron hand the past
summer. It was his idea that one
of them had seen the couple go into
the park and had followed un-
noticed. He asked that I assign a
number of my men to work with his
in rounding up all the stragglers
in and around the park limits that
night.

The cell door at Central Police
Headquarters in the city hall had
clanged on the 35th and last man
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Dermont sourly.

A few moments later prosecutor
Naughtin and police chief Naeseth .
entered. The chief spoke. “I’ve learned
from.Hayden’s bank that he made no
large withdrawal last week, also, that
John habitually carried large sums of
money on his person, for trading.”

The sheriff stroked his chin thought-
fully. “Of course, some one may havé
learned about that, but ... the pic-.
ture doesn’t indicate-a robbery at-
tempt, to me.” Cito

It was late Tuesday-evening when
deputy Buzyn appeared with Homér
Tage. The glaring lights gave his
sallow complexion an ashen hue. : His
face was haggard and drawn. .

the tenant-farmer entered the
sheriff lifted Hayden’s rifle from the
desk. . “It’s about this pun. Tagg,” he
began disarmingly, “I hear you're-
quite a deer hunter?”

Tagg cast a single lightning-like
glance at his questioner, then replied
indifferently, “Yes, I hunt some. John

“The tenant farmer gazed blankly
at his: questioner and answered un-
certainly, “Why ...I don’t know...
ere my house, or Hayden’s, may-

The officer, put down the gun and his
eyes bored piercingly into Tagg. “Tell
me,” he asked, “Hayden got the best
of you in that horse deal you had with
him lately... Isn’t that so?”

A. cloud darkened Tagg’s face.
Anger was evident in his slow tones
¥ or admitted, “Yeah, I got a bum

eal,” ' i's
. “You weren’t used right?” sympa-
thized deputy Buzyn. :

“That ain’t the half of it,” muttered

“Tagg: His resentment and self-pity
‘were evident, :

Sheriff Owens moved in front of
Tagg and shook a threatening fore-
finger within an inch of his face. “Was
that the way to square things? To
shoot Hayden because he didn’t treat
you right?”

Tagg dropped his head in his hands.

often loaned me that gun. I gave it. After a -moment’s reflection he rose

back to him last Friday.”

“Any luck hunting?” asked the.
sheriff amiably. He spoke as one old
hunter to another, .-

_-

SPOT of color appeared in Tagg’s
l omentarily he re-
lived the excitement of his recent
hunt. “Yeah,” he said, excitement in
his voice, “I got three shots at a buck.
Hit him, but he didn’t fall. Ran off
in the woods and’ died somewheres,
I suppose. Another time I shot twice
at a deer in.the brush country, but
missed. He was too far away.”

Sheriff. Owens opened. the rifle
chamber and examined it. “This cham-
ber was full when John loaned the
gun to you?” he asked, “and empty
when you returned it?”

and moved about the room, mut-
tering to himself, “I’d been kicked
around long enough .. . it was the
last straw when he told me Friday
the new tenant was coming, and I’d
have to look for another farm ... . oh,
T must have been crazy.”

Abruptly he announced he was
‘ thirsty and walked qut to the fountain
in the corridor. - uty Buzyn -fol-

give me the lease, and told me to get
out. My savings were gone, and I’d
no place to take my wife and_kids.”
His voice dwindled to a whisper
and a ghastly pallor spread over his
face. ,The sheriff interrupted. “You
\ borrowed Hayden’s rifle again after
you returned it Friday, isn’t that so?”
“Yes,” admitted Tagg, “Sunday
afternoon, when Hayden was out for
‘a moment, I went in-His cottage and
ot it. That night, after the wife and
ids had gone to the movies, I started
to bring it back to him. When I was
about 20 feet west of the cottage I
saw him reading inside so peaceful
under his lamp, and all at once every-
thing seemed to go black. Next thing
I knew I had shot the rifle, and knew
Hayden was dead. I took the gun
inside, cleaned it, went to bed, got up
‘early the next morning and returned
it, turned off the light in his cottage,
and went about: my chores.”
' He heaved a long sigh of relief.
Prosecutor Naughtin asked if he would
sign a confession. r
*_ “In the morning,” he replied wear-
ily, “I’m tired now.” / |
It was 2:30 a. m. when they led him
to a jail.cell. In the een | he had
changed his mind. He refused to
oe anything. |
vents moved inexorably after that.
He was indicted for the crime, and on
March 13, 1942, went to trial. After
seven days of listening to testimony,
including the opinion of Joseph
Couch Jr., ballistics expert from the
Washington F.B.L, that the fatal bul-
let had n shot from Hayden’s rifle,

lowed. “Why don’t you get it off—-a jury found Homer Tagg guilty of

your chest, Homer?” he urged, “it’ll
go easier with you if you do.”
. Watching the deputy’s face Tagg
knew the game was lost. The tenant
farmer’s courage slowly vanished. He
dashed cold water over his face and
whispered, “I’ll talk.” :
Deputy’ Buzyn led him back to the
sheriff. In a voice trembling with

murder in the second degree for the
killing of John Hayden, and there-
after he was given a mandatory life-
sentence in the Minnesota State
prison at Stillwater. :

Norte: To protect an innocent per-
son the name Pekka Maki is not real
but fictitious.

UF

hauled in by ten o’clock that night.
As was to be expected, they were a

battered, ragged aggregation. All

were on the bum, living or existin
vicariously on odd handouts and od

A mental picture of Rose McClos-
key was always before me as I started
questioning those men one by one.
The suspicion that one of them could
be the vampire goaded me on.’ With
the help of Captain Heanly, Count
Detective Friedman, Lieutenant Jef-
fers and Detective Foley, each man
was dealt with individually.

By midnight, we had released all °
but. three of the’ 35 suspects. ‘Those
three we held were all over six feet,
giants of men, with huge hands and
oddly shaped teeth. I hadn’t forgot-
ten the doctor’s warning to be on the
lookout for ‘hands, and teeth. Each
one of the three men before me had
Small front teeth, with incisors that
had grown below the, others into
sharp points—needle-sharp points.

They were Joe eurbelng. ‘former
prize fighter, who 'was six feet, three
inches; a Richard Joseph Bach, six
eight,- who tagged -himself “just a
hobo,” and Nelson Costello, of Butte,
Mont., six three, who also admitted to
being a hobo. ; Fa!

Purbeling and Costello were ‘taci-
turn and sullen. ‘They, as did Bach,
claimed that they had spent the pre-
ceding days, in flophouses, wander-

a kee
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~ VAMPIRE'S TEETH

, CONTINUED. FROM PAGE 23

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ing aimlessly about, Franklin Square,

the mecca for Philadelphia’s tramps.
None of them showed any undue con-
cern. It was their physical charac-
teristics that made me decide to hold

' them for,a few days in the hope that

something would turn up to solve the
case, : .
When Dr. Wadsworth examined

their teeth, he remarked on the.

similarity between all three, but cau-
tioned that a man who was a vampire

* would have a mind too cunning to

allow himself to be trapped by ques-
tioning. ‘
: ‘ ;

HE scene of the murder had pro-
duced no fingerprints... So, in the
course of several days, I released the
three giants. ein

But, I didn’t release them and let
them wander off. Two detectives
were assigned to shadow each man—

to stay with him day and night, It.

was the only thing to do. As long as
there was the remote chance that one
of them might be the human vampire,

I had to protect society from him, —

_ The investigation into the lives of.
Rose McCloskey and is Boyle
netted us exactly nothing. The vic-
tim of the vampire was a girl beyond

reproach. Her habits were perfect. -

Boyle, too, proved to be a splendid
Wyre of youngster- His past was as

ean as that of ‘any average young
man, Cee i

x ’ es ~

Time flew by. January slipped into
February, and February melted. into
March. The ~detectives shadowed
those three men; the guard remained
on duty outside Boyle’s hospital door.
Then he suddenly regained conscious-
ness and his first words were a cry
for “Rose, Rose.” |
~ Boyle looked up at me curiously as
.I entered his room. .I asked him if
he knew who he was. He laughed at
that question and replied:
mee course I'dg. My name is Dennis

ry. le,” Re , °

‘When I asked what the last thing
he remembered -was, his eyes turned
dark with terror, and‘he struggled to
sit up in bed. Both the doctor and
hurse restrained him, .but then he
talked, talked as though he were un-
burdening himself of some horrible
nightmare that had kept him in its
throes all these long, dark days.

“We went to the old gravel pit
where ‘we could be alone and talk.
We were planning on getting married
as soon as we could. We always went
there to talk and be together. Then
something hit,me over the head and
that’s the last I remember, except that
Rose cried out. She cried out before
everything went completely black.”

The nurse held a glass of water to

- his lips and he sipped it slowly. He

pushed the glass aside‘with a. weak
motion of his hand and turned his
head to me. ‘ . Y

Pa

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