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distance, .

In his examination of the. cloth sub-
mitted to him, Prof. Menne determined
that all the grains of powder adhering to
the surface were unburned grains—it be-
ing explained that all the powder in a
shell never burns up and. the unburned
grains are those which are thrown farthest
by the discharge. It was his opinion, be-
cause of.the fact that’ there was not. the
slightest trace of searing of the flesh in
the wound that the bullet. was “cold” when
it struck, and this denoted it had been fired
somewhere from near two feet. Dr.
Menne pointed. out also that. due to the
fact that the grains were unburned’ and
were of a gelatinous like substance, they
had adhered firmly to the cloth and that
probably’ all the powder ‘which had ever
hit the material was there. :

Now this made it possible for Stanley
MacDonald, one of the best ballistic ex-
perts on the Pacific Coast, to coriduct his

‘tests. with a degree. of certainty which

could be depended upon to stand up in
court, ‘

MacDonald began by firing test shots
through a rag like that in which the Leuch

‘gun had been wrapped and with the same

kind of ammunition. These were fired’
‘against absorbent pieces of. paper which
retained all the powder possible. Tests
from seven inches up to 24 inches were
made, and then photographed at exactly
the same size as had been the powder-
stained piece of cloth which had lain above
Lena Leuch’s heart. Then all were en-

‘larged to like dimensions and it was pos-

sible to make comparisons by distribution
of the’ powder charge and by counting the
unbyrned grains. The nearest comparison

found to be the test shot fired at six-
teen inches!

OW arose the question of whether or

not, at that distance, Lena Leuch
could herself have fired that shot, and, to
my dismay I found that we had neglected
to measure the length of the dead woman’s
arms before interment, Frankly, I dis-
covered that this had not been done about
an hour after burial and I feared it would
rise'to plague us in the investigation ; but
Dr, Menne, having all the other measure-
ments of the victim, felt he could determine
by comparisons with a woman of like size,
all that was necessary as to the distance
at which Mrs, Leuch could have held the
gun from her person.

We knew it wasn’t as far as would
generally have been thought, for the bullet
had gone through in a straight line, and °
that meant that the muzzle of the gun
had to be pointing from directly in front,
thus cutting down the distance at which
it could be held. Recalling, too, that if the
gun was held in the right hand, as im-
plied by the finger imprint on the cloth,
this straight line of fire would greatly
decrease the possible distance at which it
could have been fired by Lena Leuch.

By holding the gun upside down, and
pulling the trigger with the right, thumb,
a little more distance could have been ob-
tained. The greatest possible distance
could have been reached through holding
the gun upright with the left hand and
pulling the trigger with the left thumb.
By comparisons, Dr. Menne rendered an
opinion that it was his belief that the
maximum distance at which the gun could
have been held, in the above described

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awkward position, considering the line of
flight of the bujlet, was about 12 or 14
inches! If the gun had been held in the
right hand the bullet could not have been
self-inflicted from a greater distance than
seven inches!

7 Ne possibility of accidental discharge

was also eliminated by Stanley Mac-
Donald’s examination of the gun when he

learned that it was of a type which would”

continue to fire until the chamber was en-
tirely empty if it had been set off by a
shot such as falling to the floor. There
were three unfired shells in the chamber
of the automatic. This ‘coupled with the
line of flight of the bullet, conclusively
proved that Lena Leuch had not been killed
by accident. MacDonald’s comparison of
shells and bullets also established that we
had the right gun.

Thus the investigations of Professor
Menne and Expert MacDonald appeared
to conclusively prove that it would have

been impossible for Lena Leuch to have

shot herself purposely. :

But the unmeasured Jength of the dead
woman’s arms continued to plague us,
especially when I discovered that a five
foot, four inch secretary in Mr. Brodie’s
office had a greater arm length than my
own. However, that I felt was something
to worry about later, and for my imme-
diate task I set about trying to find out
what. eye witnesses could tell me about
the movements of Ben Leuch on the day
that his wife died.

Almost as a matter of acceptance I had
little hope that we could break down an
alibi that needed but three minutes for its
entire performance. It would seem that
almost any time of day a man might leave
his home, walk to an alley and down that
to the street and back again without being
seen or have any expectance of being seen.
But Fate, or Providence, or call it what
you will, seems somehow to often inter-
vene in those cases which have been seem-
ingly plotted against all eventualities.

There wasn’t any way that Ben Leuch
could foresee that, at the very time he
wanted so badly to use the alley back of
his home for an alibi, that Charlie Peters,
the next door neighbor, should be using
it for a more simple purpose. There wasn’t
any way that Ben Leuch could contem-

plate that Charley Peters would go down-*

town, many blocks away, and return
through that alley to his own home, at
almost the exact minute that Leuch wanted
us to believe he had been there.

UT that is just what I discovered had
happened when I started working out

the time elements in Leuch’s statement. It
mattered not the exact moment at which
he claimed he was reentering his home;
it was a question of his movements and
the lapse of time in comparison to those
of Charley Peters. And by checking back
on the time that Leuch summoned Peters,
after finding the body, I discovered that
if the story Leuch had told about leaving
the house were true, he and Peters would
have been on 12th Street and in the alley
back of their homes at the same moment!
Even those three minutes of precious
alibi. were to be denied to this man who
had so carefully planned the perfect crime!
And there was yet more to come, which

I uncovered as T continued the interroga-
tion of those who had been near the Leuch

home on the morning of the tragedy.
Among these was Dorothy Leuch, the ac-
cused man’s daughter, a pretty, healthy,.
brunette young lady, like all the seven chil-
dren of the ill-fated union.

Dorothy Leuch had come home shortly
after ten o'clock on June Ist, from her
classes in junior high’ school, almost di-
rectly across the street from where she
lived; it was examination day, and she,
with Betty Duffey, a classmate, had been
let out early. This too was a thing which

. Ben Leuch did not contemplate. I asked

the girl where she first saw her father,
and she said he was standing at the foot
of the back steps.

“Was he facing you?” I asked.

“No, his back was toward me,” replied
the girl—and with her words a_ light
dawned. Ben Leuch’s own daughter, com-
ing home unexpectedly, had caught him
red-handed, leaving the scene of his crime,

“Did you see him first or did he see
you?” I' asked. ‘

“I saw him first,” replied Dorothy. “I
called ‘Hi Toots’ to him in the way I al-
ways do, and he turned around and said
‘Dorothy.’ His face was white; he looked
like he did when I had seen him sick.”

Indeed Ben Leuch’s house of cards must
have come tumbling around his ears at
that familiar salutation of- his own daugh-
ter. He had to think quickly; he had to
in someway offset the fact that he had
been caught leaving the house and he de-
pended upon the confusion of the ensuing
moments to cover his mistake. I found
later that he hoped to be in Olympia when
the body of his wife was discovered, for
he was, according to Betty Duffey, fully
dressed and had his hat on when she first
saw him as she stood alongside Dorothy
in the front yard of the home.

Leuch had told us that he saw the chil-
dren at the corner of the house, that he
entered and found the body and then re-
turned to stop Dorothy from coming on
in; but Betty Duffey said that from the
time they saw him as they rounded the
building, he did not enter the house until
his daughter went with him,

And yet he knew what that bedroom con-
tained! How did he know? How, save
it was the work of his own hands!

EN LEUCH was trapped. ‘Fate had

intervened and his own daughter had
come upon him at this unexpected moment.
The lie he so quickly invented about see-
ing her as she came around the corner of
the house: would: now slap. him in the face.
Nevertheless he maintained his innocence
on July 11, 1938, when ably defended by
Attorney Charles Lewis, of Shelton, he
came before Judge D. F. Wright, charged
with murder in the first degree. Prosecut-
ing Attorney Brodie, assisted by Prosecutor
Smith Troy, of Olympia, presented the
case for the state.

The highlight of the trial from the
standpoint of the spectators was of course
the story which Betty Irwin told from the
witness stand, without reservation, of her
love-life with Bernhard Leuch. This nat-
urally did impress the jury with the ex-
treme lack of character of the defendant
and probably convinced them that he was
capable of murder. But, by far, more inter-
esting to those eight men and four women
must have been the scientific testimony pre-
sented to prove that only Leuch could
have fired the shot which killed his wife!

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where Betty Irwin is, and I will talk with
her, and regardless of what your relations
have been if she has no connection with
the matter she will not be brought into
the investigation.”

- Finally Leuch agreed to this condition

and gave me the name of the rooming
house in Olympia, Washington, where
Betty Irwin was living. “That is where
she is if she is still in’ Olympia,” said
Leuch. “She may have left town, how-
ever, as she intended doing so the first of
the month.”

Prosecutor Brodie, Sheriff Byrne and
his brother and I arrived in Olympia, about
11 o'clock that night and went to Betty
Irwin’s apartment. We found her a small,
rather attractive girl of 25 years, not at
all. the flighty type, but such a girl as you
might expect to find as a mother in a quiet
home. She had been working as a book-
keeper for a local motion picture house;
she readily consented to accompany us and
answer our questions.

In the office of Chief of Police John
Walker in Olympia that night, Betty Irwin
haltingly related to us an amazing story.
She was informed in advance that we sus-
pected Ben Leuch had killed his wife and
that we believed she might be the motive.
I. asked her to tell us her connection with
Ben Leuch since the beginning of theit
acquaintance.

“ft met Ben Leuch while I was working
in the box office of the Paramount. theater
in St. Cloud,” began the blue-eyed girl,
the words coming with great difficulty for
a reason none of us could then fully under-
stand. “He was an officer on the police
force and he would take me home after
work. I did not know he was married
and after a time we grew into intimacy.
Then he lost his job because he was off
his beat during regular hours and he came
West. :

. “By this time I had come to. know Lena
Leuch; I had roomed in the house where
she lived. Ben had told me he was living
with her, but was not married to her, and
that only ‘the two younger children were
his. Finally he wrote and asked me to
come to him at Shelton and I did. This
was about the third week in August, 1937.
We took a little house, and then two of
the children came to live with us; in a
short time, Esther, an older girl, arrived,
and finally Lena and the rest of the chil-
dren put in an appearance. Lena and I
went into the bedroom and talked things
over and-I told her I’d not known until
recently that she was Ben's legal wife, the
mother of all the children, and that I
would get out at once.

“But Lena said that was unnecessary,
and that she didn’t care what Ben and I
did so long as he left her alone. Never-
theless I left the house and got a job doing
domestic work in a house on Oakland Bay.

“I had determined to break off all my
relations with Ben Leuch, but he followed
me to Mitchell's place, where I was work-
ing, and told me Lena would divorce him.
L informed him I would have nothing more
to do with him as long as he was married.
He became so angry that I feared him
and ‘finally I went to Olympia and got a
job, but he trailed me through the theaters
and insisted that I resume our intimate
relations.

“For weeks I denied him, but finally
after he had beaten me, I gave in. After

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that it was the same old story and think-
ing he was getting a divorce he began
calling with my consent every week end.”

“You mean to say that he actually forced
you into a resumption of your relations
with him?” I asked.

“That is what I mean,” replied Betty
Irwin.

There was now little doubt in my mind
that Ben Leuch had killed his wife and
that Betty Irwin was the motive. I told
the downcast girl who sat in the chair
before me that this was my _ belicf and
asked Sheriff Byrne what he thought we
should do with her pending an investiga-
tion.

Betty Irwin looked up for.a moment,
then dropped her head; she spoke slowly
and with difficulty; she was a refined girl
in a-terrible position. “Maybe this will
make a difference in your decision,” she
finally said. “I am going to have a child.”

For a moment none of us could speak;
the stark tragedy that was unfolding be-
fore us, the work of a man whose un-
bridled passions had led him both to
despoilation and murder, was too much
even for us who in the course of duty were
accustomed to meeting misery in all its
forms. 9

After a time the decision was left to
Betty Irwin and she chose the isolation of
the woman's quarters in the Mason county
jail at Shelton where she was safe from
prying eyes, and where despite the desper-
ate condition her lover had brought her
to, she steadfastly maintained that Lena
Leuch had either shot herself or her death
had been an accident; certainly exemplifica-
tion of the adage that love.is blind.

Insofar as we were now concerned, there
was but one plain course before us, and
that was to see that the clever ex-police-
man did not get away with murder, for the
chain of circumstances which our investi-
gations disclosed in the next few days
pointed clearly to as diabolical a’ plot as

_was ever hatched in the brain of any man.

Unable to rid himself of a no longer
desirable wife because she would not di-
vorce. him, Ben Leuch had decided upon
murdet and, having once made up his
mind to do. the deed, he had planned to
profit by it, for on May 1, 1938, a $1,000
insurance policy which he had taken out on
Lena Leuch’s life had become effective
and she had died on June Ist. That, to
our minds- explained the reason he had
remarked too readily: “It must have been
an accident. She did not know how to
use a gun and never. fired one in her life.”

But all these things might be coinci-
dental. The relations of Betty Irwin and

Ben Leuch did not prove in any way that ,

he had murdered his wife; upon such evi-
dence alone no court in the land would
convict. Such things as Leuch had done,
like the buying of insurance, ‘could have
been done innocently. It almost seemed
he was mocking us by leaving a wide open
trail of motive, yet defying us to prove

that he had killed his wife. After all, -

the extraordinary entanglement with Betty
Irwin might provide a motive. for suicide
as well as murder.

I seemed to me that the first thing we
had to do was to determine if possible
just where Lena Leuch had been when
she was struck by the lethal bullet. So,

on a Sunday afternoon following the kill- -

ing, when other business could be laid

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aside, Sheriff Byrne, Art Byrne, Prosecutor
Brodie and I went down to the little house
armed with saw, hammers and many long
pieces of wood to try out a theory which

-we believed would give us the line of -

flight of the fatal bullet and thus enable
us to partially reconstruct what had hap-
pened in the bedroom.
Patrolman Andy Hansen; of the Shelton
police, and Deputy Ora Spencer had dug
the bullet from the wall’ where. it had
entered after going through Lena Leuch’s
body, and from their statements and the
photograph which had been taken of the

‘room, I was .able to establish that the

missile had entered at a downward angle
41 inches from the floor. The wound of
exit in the woman’s back had been 46
inches from the heel of her slipper, and
the wound of entrance directly over the
heart, with: practically no variance from
left or right, had been 4734 inches from
the gole of her shoe, while the thickness
of her. body through the chest was 7%
inches, Thus we had several given points
from which to work.

First we sharpened one of the long pieces
of wood so that it would fit directly into
the hole from ‘which the bullet had been
taken. Then we built a frame of uprights

‘exactly 7% inches apart, that being the

thickness of the body. On the back up-
right .we made a mark 46 inches from the
floor and on the front one 47% inches
from the planks, Placing the pointed stick
in the bullet hole: in: the wall we moved:
the frame along until the long horizontal
piece exactly intersected the two marks we
had made and thus we established that
Lena Leuch had. stood' almost 28 inches
from the wall when shot, and that the
angle of fire thus proven showed that’ she
would have had to be standing in an up-
right position when she was hit, with the
gun as high, or even higher than her head,
depending upon how far from the body
the weapon had ‘been held.

It was a significant discovery. It meant
that if Lena Leuch had meant to commit
suicide, ‘she could not have picked’ a more
awkward and unwieldy position, and it
made the theory of accident by discharge
of the gun when it fell to the floor posi-
tively untenable! . :

Th gun, with the contraption in place
in the room, lay on the floor about two
feet from the point shown to have been
the wound of entrance in Lena Leuch’s
chest and exactly in line with the shoulder
of a man the height of her. husband! «
With this much proven, to our satisfac-
tion at least, we hoped for a report from
Luke May which would conclusively estab-
lish that Lena Leuch could not have fired
the fatal shot. But here we met with a
temporary disappointment; May’s report ~
stated that the gun could not have been
closer to the. chest than six inches and -
could have been as far-away as 24 inches.
However, I believed that with exhaus-
tive tests, it should be possible to more
closely determine the distance at which the
gun had been held from the body, * and
Stanley MacDonald, bureau: of identifica-
tion expert of the Multnomah County
Sheriff’s Office, Portland, Oregon, and Dr.
Frank Menne, pathologist, of the Univer-
sity of Oregon, were asked to examine the
material which had previously been sub-

mitted to Mr. May and to make more ©?
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that he had wrapped it in the cloth in the
presence of his daughter, Dorothy, whom
he had asked to get the material for him.
It was shown that the gun was kept in
the top tray of the trunk as a usual thing
and that Mrs. Leuch on that fatal- morning
was ironing and placing clothes in the
tray, both of these things, seemingly benc-
ficial to the defendant who had no doubt
planned that the shooting should appear
accidental when the gun dropped to the
floor.

UT, by process of elimination, Menne

and MacDonald proved that either
suicide or accident was impossible; and
since Ben Leuch, by his own admission,
was the only person near the house at
the time of the shooting, it fastened the
crime squarely where it belonged.

During the trial it became necessary, in
order to preserve the record, to exhume the
body of Lena Leuch and measure her arms,
thus removing any conjecture about how
far she could have held the weapon from
her body. This was done by Undertaker
Witsiers, Stanley MacDonald, Dr. Collier
and Deputy Art Byrne. The truth of the
state’s contentions were forcefully substan-
tiated when it was found that Lena Leuch’s
arms were shorter than Dr. Menne had
estimated. By actual test, with a gun like
the one found in the room, it was estab-
lished that the farthest distance she could
have held the automatic and have shot her-
self in a direct line through the heart, was
eleven and one-half inches.

Stanley MacDonald's test shots showed
twice as many burned and unburned pow-
der grains at 12 inches as were found on
the cloth taken from around the wound
and as shown by the 16 inch test shot.

At the end of the tenth day, the jury
retired to consider its verdict. Here was
a case, where no one had either seen or
heard the shot fired and where there were
ho fingerprints on the gun, in short) the
jury had to rely almost entirely upon the
scientific evidence in making up its mind
as to what happened in that room. Prose-
cutor Brodie drew a vivid word picture
of the crime just before the twelve jurors
filed out.

“Ben Leuch was a harassed = man,”
said Brodie. “He had a wife whom he
no longer wanted but who would not di-
vorce him, and he had a woman whom he
wanted but could not have even though
she was with child by him. There was
no escape that he could see save murder.
He planned carefully ; he got the gun from
the pawn shop and wrapped it in a cloth
brought to him by his daughter. It wasn’t
that he feared his own fingerprints on the
weapon, but he wanted no one to be able
to prove, by absence of prints on the
smooth steel, that Lena Leuch had not
handled the gun. He knew, too, that the
wrapping of the weapon would muffle the
sound of the shot.

“Leuch was a crack shot, for many years
the best on a big city police force, and
he had confidence that with a single bullet
he could snuff out the life of his wife.
He knew, too, that too many shots had
ruined many a suicide alibi of a killer.
He didn't make that mistake and he even
planned the angle of the fire-—-but here he
failed.

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Prosecutor Smith Troy, left, and Criminologist Hollis
B. Fultz, examining evidence in this puzzling case.

“Ben Leuch followed his tiny wife into
the bedroom and as she stooped over the
trunk he grabbed the weapon, but before
he could fire a shot at extremely close
range which would have taken an upward
course, she straightened up. But murder
was now in that) errant husband's mind
and he could not stop. He leveled the gun
and pulled the trigger and then, in accord-
ance with his preconceived plan, laid the
gun on the floor in front of the trunk
with the idea that it would have seemed
to have fallen there.

“rPyUT he got too far away from his

wife’s body, and in his haste he for-
got to ruffle the cloth a bit. Like so many
other murderers before him, he made some
mistakes.

“Now he. started to leave his house.
Betty Irwin was waiting for him in Olym-
pia; her trunk was packed and he was to
bring it to Shelton while she went away
for a short while until his divorce became
final—a divorce which had never been
filed. As he neared the back door of his
home, Charley Peters came in from the
trip to the hardware store and Leuch
paused until the neighbor had gone into
the house. Now all seemed safe; he could
still catch the stage to Olympia. Spick
and span, dressed in his best, his wife
dead in the bedroom, he was on his way
to meet his sweetheart. He took a few
steps along the board walk toward the
alley and then, suddenly, he heard two
words which drove the blood from his
face ‘

““h; Toots.’ It was his daughter's
familiar salutation. In a flash he turned ;
he thought rapidly; he did not now dare
flee, so he concocted that story of having
been out of the house for three minutes,
a story which we have positively dis-
proven, Ben Leuch was caught leaving

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the scene of his crime ; his hands were not
red because he had not lifted the body of
his dead wife, That, ladies and gentlemen
is the true story of what happened in the
Leuch home on the morning of June Ist,
when this man murdered his wife !”

Evidently the jury believed that Brodie
and Troy had built a trac case, for they
found Leuch guilty and imposed the death
penalty.

And then, just three weeks after he had
been found guilty, Leuch escaped from the
Mason county jail, taking advantage of
an unguarded moment on the part of Roy
Daniels, jailer.

IT hastened to Shelton, and for three days
and nights engaged in a frantic manhunt
for the murderer. Finally, unable to break
through the cordon which had been thrown
around the county, he came in, cold and
hungry, to the home of a friend of his wife
and was turned over to the police.

: S* as this is written, he awaits the day

when the judge will announce the hour
of his doom, likely realizing at last that
not even a man fully experienced with
firearms and having a full knowledge of
the methods of criminal detection can hope
to commit a perfect crime!

In a secluded spot on the shores of Oak-
land Bay, Betty Irwin awaits the birth
of Ben Leuch’s child. Without bitterness
in her heart, she still clings to a hope that
he did not murder Lena Leuch, or if he
did, that it was an act of passion and not
premeditated. :

However, the cold logic of science docs
not bear out this conclusion. There seems
little doubt that Leuch’s crime was long
planned and that he failed only by a slight
degree. A little luck on his part and a
little less perseverance by the officers and
he might have gotten away with murdert

THE END


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‘Mason County, Washington
As Told to Frank Wait Hunford

FRONT PAGE DETECTIVE, July, 1939.

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SHERIFF GERALD BYRNE

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T WAS ABOUT ten o hick on a warm June morning i in

I 1938 that I received one of the most important calls of’
my official career. As I picked up the telephone the
frantic voice of a woman came to my ears.

“Sheriff Byrne? Please come to the Leuch place—1221
Franklin—at once. Mrs. Leuch has been shot. Hurry, Sher-
iff! Please hurry!”

Then the receiver
clicked shut.

With the woman’s hys- ©
terical words still ring-
ing in my ears, I lost no
time in responding.
Quickly calling two of
my best men—Deputies
Orra Spencer and Art
Byrne—I hurried out to
the car.

The name Leuch sound-
ed familiar to me, but it
wasn’t until we were well
on our way that it clicked
in my mind. Then I re-
membered. The papers
had stated that a Bernard
Leuch, a new arrival in
town, had made applica-
tion for the office of Chief
of Police. Among qualifi-
cations he mentioned’
were experience as a re-
formatory guard and sev-
eral years experience on
the St. Cloud, Minnesota,
police force.

By this time we had reached the scene of the shooting, a
small vine-covered cottage setting back from the street. At
Our approach, a group of neighbors, who were clustered
about the porch, white faced and tense, made way for us
silently and we entered the house.

From a room at the right I heard sobbing—the heart-
breaking crying of children who are suddenly bereft of their
mother—and on down the hall by an open door, a man stood
with bowed head.

From the expression of grief on his face, I took the man
to be Leuch. At my query he nodded mutely, then motioned
to the doorway beside him.

“She’s in there,” he said brokenly.

I stepped over the threshold and came to a pause.

In the tiny chamber before me a woman lay slumped on

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the pretty wife of the forme

the bed. Blood welled ‘erunsoat from a jagged wound in a

her breast, staining her dress and the cover below in pat-_ A -
terns of red. Her features were already rigid in death. = ‘

I turned to the grief-stricken husband, who had accom-

panied us into the room. ~
“What happened?”

His eyes ne with tears. “] guess thet she ahat her! 3:

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This picture of Bernard and Lena Leuch was taken
Shortly before mysterious death snuffed out the life of

r Minnesota police officer.

pointed to a small bundle of cloth on the floor.
“I guess that’s it there,” he said huskily. “My- wife was
despondent lately and I wrapped it up and put it away: She if : .

must have found it.”

I walked over and picked up the bundle. Sure enpien it.
was heavy and pulling aside the covering, I saw it contained
a .38 caliber automatic. As I looked at it, an empty abel ;
dropped out of the folds and fell to the floor. eS

I picked it up, then examined the cloth. At one end a pound
blackened hole showed where the bullet had passed. For an ©
instant I stared at it. It seemed like a queer way for a woman _
to take her life. Why hadnt she taken she eo from. io

covering?

I turned to Leuck “Where did you ica the gun?” . ~
He pointed to a small trunk song neside the wall

there—under some clothes.”

, Started- downtown. But I

~ didn’t answer. I thought . |

self.” He paused and his
lips trembled. “This ~ aS
morning we had a little .*4
spat—like all couples do —
—and I left the house and

hadn’t gone very far when -
I began to think how fool-
ish it was 20K. I started
back. =: ‘
“When I Poached there’
-I called to her but she

maybe she was still angry
with me and I walked |
back to the bedroom.” He =
paused, and his voice

’ broke. “Then I looked in a r

and saw her—like this!” Ree
It was a suicide then. 9)

But where was the gun? | 2.73

I walked over to the bed . isa

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_ly. But there was no sign © ~
of a gun. Turning to. ~
Leuch, I asked him if he ~ =
had seen any weapon. He

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Captain Murrell immediately wired
Laredo police that Ortega was ex-
pected to attempt to cross into Mexico
there. He swore out a warrant for the
man’s arrest, and the next day sent
Captain J. A. Strickland of the vice
division, with Sergeant A. E. Toscano
and Investigator C. A. Dotson to
Laredo.

The three officers drove to the
border, crossing the International
Bridge into Nuevo Laredo, Mexico.
Here they were met by Enrique Cal-
deron, a customs official.

“T bet I can guess who you're look-
ing for,” Calderon smiled. “It’s George
Ortega.”

“You guessed right,” Strickland
said. “Where is he?”

“T heard he hit town last night, he
and Margarito Torres.”

“Torres! We want him too,” Strick-
land said.

The officers were elated at the
possibility of a double arrest. Mar-
garito Torres had been charged with
the murder of Reno Murdock, drafted
soldier at Duncan Field in San An-
tonio on February 27.

Accompanied by Calderon, the of-
ficers hurried to Nuevo Laredo police
headquarters and conferred with De-
tective Mario Trevino. Afterward,
the five officers cruised the streets for
hours in a pouring rain, searching
every section where Ortega or Torres
might be hiding. As the car rounded
the corner of a crowded street, Tos-
cano suddenly leaned _ forward.
“There’s Torres now!”

A slender, dark man lounged in the
doorway of a pool hall, idly smoking
a cigarette. But he saw the officers
the instant they spotted him, and
ducked inside the building. Strick-
land braked the car on the slippery
street, and all five officers leaped out.

For an hour the five determined
officers played hide-and-seek with the
fugitive, until he was finally cornered
in a dead end alley. He was hand+
cuffed and taken into custody.

“Now where’s Ortega?” Strickland
rapped.

“He’s gone to Monterrey. He left
this morning.”

George Ortega, he said, had gone to
Monterrey to secure a birth certificate
which would give him permission to

doorbells and pounded a lot of pave-
ment, but it was worth it. We found
a woman who saw a car drive up to
the Leuch house about 9 this morning.

“This woman was on her way to the
store and was directly across the
street. She said a man got out of the
machine, walked up the steps and
knocked on the door: Pretty soon
Mrs. Leuch opened..the door and let
himiuin,’*'? mit

Sheriff Byrne’ sensed this was the
break he’d been waiting for. “The
car—did she remember anything about
it?” he asked anxiously.

“T was coming to that,” Spencer
said. “Yep, she gave us a pretty fair
description. It was a black sedan, fair-
ly new. She thought it was a Chevro-
let, but couldn’t be sure. She noticed

take his brother’s car into the interior.

Monterrey police were immediately
notified, but after several hours they
wired back that Ortega had already
departed for his return trip to Nuevo
Laredo.

TRICKLAND returned to Texas to
S enlist the aid of Phillip Kasan,

District’ Attorney of Laredo, in
bringing the prisoners back across the
line. While he was gone Toscano and
Dotson were combing the streets of
Nuevo Laredo for the green auto. It
was »some time later when word
reached them that Ortega had been
een driving into town.

Travino, working tirelessly with the
San Antonio officers, learned where
Ortega’s hideout was, and led Toscano
and Dotson there.

Ortega was alone in a smelly, two
room shack on the outskirts of town.
He offered no resistance. He was just
recovering from a drunken spree and
was too ill to resist arrest. He looked
dejectedly at Toscano and forced a
sickly grin. “Well, so you caught up
with me.”

“Yes, and this time we’ve got the
goods on you for the murder of Mamie
Garza.”

“Sure, I know,” Ortega shrugged,
“but I’m in Mexico. You can’t extra-
dite me.”

“That’s not going to be as hard as
it once was either,’ Toscano said
easily. “You felt pretty cocky, didn’t
you? You didn’t even bother to
change your bloody shirt.”

Ortega gave a startled glance down-
ward. He was still wearing the white
shirt, stained with the blood of his
latést victim.

He was placed in the Nuevo Laredo
jail, and extradition proceedings were
started immediately by San Antonio
authorities.

Though in years past, extradition
out of Mexico was a hopeless task, San
Antonio officers are confident that
their prisoners will be turned over to
them in short order. Under the regime
of President Camacho, Mexican au-
thorities are cooperating closely with
United States officers. Criminals—
among them George Ortega—are find-
ing that Mexico offers no refuge from
the justice that pursues them.

LETHAL LUST

CONTINUED FROM PAGE 15

the license was from Thurston County,
but unfortunately she didn’t pay any
attention to the number.”

The State of Washington’s system

of lettering each auto license as to the

county of issuance has proved invalu-
able to police, and in this perplexing
case it offered a clue to the identifica-
tion of the mysterious visitor to the
Leuch home.

“What you’ve found out,” Sheriff
Byrne told the men, “ties in with a set
of strange fingerprints that were dis-
covered out there. If we can find the
fellow the neighbor saw, I think we’ll
be able to match that print.”

OW to track down the unknown
man, however, presented a real
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BACK DOOR——
of the Leuch home, showing the
path killer used in his getaway
marked by police with white cloths.

anything else that might
give us a lead?”

“No, Sheriff, I didn’t, al-
though I looked around
after I called the hospital.
There wasn’t a trace of a
gun or shell anywhere.”

“What's your theory on
the shooting, Ben?” Byrne
continued.

The man dropped his
head noticeably as if
ashamed to explain his
claim of knowing why his
wife had been slain. Halt-
ingly he said: “I hate to say
it, Sheriff, but Lena was
carrying on an affair. They
must’ve had a quarrel this
morning and he killed her.”

His voice broke and he
sobbed bitterly. Byrne hated
to torment the agonized
man, but he had to have
information if he was to
catch the killer. He waited
until Leuch regained his
composure, then pressed
him for additional details.

“T haven’t any idea who
the man is,” he went on. “But I know
there was another man. Lena had
been different the past few months
and I was sure she was interested in
somebody else. But I kept telling my-
self she’d get over it. And now—”

His voice trailed off with a sob. The
officials’ pity went out to the tragedy-
struck man. Deputy Spencer asked
him gently: “Have you anything con-
crete, Ben, to base your suspicions on?
You know, you might’ve been imagin-
ing your wife was changed when
really she wasn’t.”

Leuch gestured impatiently. “It
wasn’t just that,” he declared. “One
night, a week or so ago, the telephone
rang and I answered it. A man asked
for her. She was quite embarrassed
when she hung up. She tried to pass
it off with some weak explanation and

PASSION’S VICTIM——
was Lena Leuch, shown with husband
Ben. Far right, Mason County Sheriff

Gerald Byrne, who led investigation.

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I didn’t say anything about it then.

“But I was sure whoever . called
thought I’d be working at the mill
that night. It just happened that they
changed my: night off at the last min-
ute and sent me home after I showed
up for work.”

T was, the officers realized, the same
old story—the eternal triangle. Only
this time one of the principals was

a phantom, a wraith-like lover who
held the key to the heinous murder.

“The thing that I can’t understand,”
Deputy Art Byrne put in, “is how this
wife stealer would have the nerve to
come to your house in the daytime,
Ben. Don’t you think that would’ve
been too risky for him?”

Leuch shrugged. “I don’t know,” he
said brokenly. “I guess he was
desperate and had to have a show-
down. Maybe he wanted
Lena to go away with him
and she refused. I’d like to
think she still thought that
much of me.” :
Since Leuch was unable

“A MAN

asked for her when | an-
swered the phone. She was
quite embarrassed and tried
to pass it off weakly.”

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to give them any more information,
the sheriff realized it was useless to
add to his torture any more, so he was
permitted to leave the house of mur-
der. He told them he ‘would be at his
next door neighbor’s in case they
desired to question him further.

After he had gone, Sheriff Byrne
assigned his brother to assist Dr. Col-
lier in transferring the corpse to the
morgue. Then he told Deputy
Spencer:

“Nobody who’s going through the
hell Ben Leuch is could be guilty. But
our business is to make sure. Orra,
you check on his story and don’t take
anything for granted. When you’ve
finished, go right to the office. There’s
going to be plenty of work to do.”

Left alone presently, the sheriff be-
gan a careful survey of the house in
the hope of shedding some light on
the baffling murder. He found the
lethal slug embedded in the wall,
wrapped it carefully and tucked it
into his pocket for future reference.
He realized this bit of lead might be
his only clue to the killer’s identity.

Personal effects of the slain
woman were’ carefully ex-
amined, but’ nothing was
found that even hinted of a
paramour. It was a case of
starting in from scratch and
Byrne knew he had a big job
on his hands.

After his investigation had
been completed, he locked
the house, placed the key in
his pocket and drove to the
courthouse. He .went directly
to the ballistics laboratory
where he handed over the

asked for an immediate re-
port.

fatal pellet to the expert and ©

Proceeding to his office, he waited
impatiently until his aides returned
from their assignments. Deputy Art
Byrne came in first and reported that
Dr. Collier had begun his autopsy.

A short time later Deputy Spencer
entered the office. ‘“Ben Leuch’s story
checks and double checks,” he an-
nounced. “Ben and several other guys
at the pool hall say he was there
from 9 to 10.”

“Well, now we can forget him as a
suspect,” the sheriff remarked. “Fel-
lows, we’ve got a tough one to figure.
The murderer didn’t leave a thing in
the house, so we’ll have to dig up our
own clues. I want you to scour the
Leuch nieghborhood and find out
everything you can whether it seems
important or not.

“See if anyone spotted a man
around the Leuch place or noticed
any strange cars near there. Try to
find out whether any of the neighbors
know anything about Lena Leuch’s
boy friend. She might’ve confided in
somebody, or someone might’ve seen
something.”

When the deputies had hurried
away to carry out the assignment,
Byrne called in the Bertillon expert.
Handing him the key to the Leuch
home, he instructed him to check the
premises for fingerprints.

The sheriff wasn’t too optimistic on
this angle, however, for it didn’t seem

- likely that the slayer had unwittingly

left behind such a telltale clue to
nullify his ang.

As the hours rolled by, Byrne’s rest-
lessness mounted. Yet there was
nothing he could do until his men dug
up something to provide a lead.

The first development to break the
nerve-racking monotony was the bal-
listics report that the death bullet had
been fired from a .45 calibre auto-
matic pistol. The sheriff realized this
probably wouldn’t mean much unless,
of course, the murder weapon was
found. Still, there was always the
possibility that the killer would be
careless in getting rid of the gun.

A short time later the Bertillon ex-
pert entered the office, his face beam-
ing. “I’ve found something hot,
Chief!” he told the eager sheriff.
“Seems almost too good to be true,
but it’s real.

“I went over everything in the
house and got plenty of prints. Then
I went next door and took Ben
Leuch’s prints. On my way back here
I stopped at the morgue and got his
wife’s. Then I got yours and Art’s
and Orra’s out of our files.

“After a process of elimination I
had a full set of strange prints un-
accounted for. The ptints are from
somebody’s right hand. I found them
on a half-full glass of water on a
coffee table in the living room.”

“Good work!” Byrne commented
warmly. “First thing you’d better do
is check the prints with our cards,
then airmail a copy to the FBI office
in Washington and see whether
they’ve got ’em on file. And rush a
print over to Olympia and see if the
State Patrol can identify ’em.”

Hardly had the identification man
left the office when the deputies hur-
ried in.

“We've got the answer, Gerald!”
Spencer exclaimed. “We punched a
lot of (Continued on page 56)

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registered in another county further
complicated the situation. It was al-
most futile to hope that they could
locate the car with so little to go on.

But the sheriff was determined to
overlook no bets, so he telephoned
authorities at Olympia, state capital as
well as Thurston County seat, some 20
miles east of Shelton, and asked their
co-operation in trying to trace the
wanted car.

Practically all of the following day
was spent in checking tips supplied by
Shelton residents eager to help in the
capture of the slayer. But all the
“leads” proved to be duds and when
the last had been checked off, the
sleuths were back where they had
started from. To add to their dis-
couragement, no progress was made
in the search for the mystery car.

The sheriff realized the case had.

reached a stalemate and that addi-
tional investigative help was sorely
needed. He and his deputies had

.worked diligently on the baffling mys-

tery but they were men, not robots,
and couldn’t keep up the pace.

With this in mind he telephoned
Hollis B. Fultz, consulting criminol-
ogist of Olympia. Fultz had worked
with Mason County officials in the past
and Byrne knew him to be an efficient,
thorough investigator.

Next morning Fultz arrived and
went into a huddle with Byrne, his
deputies and Prosecuting Attorney
Doane Brodie. After hearing all the
facts thus far accumulated, the crimin-
ologist left the courthouse.

He climbed into his car and drove
to the house where Ben Leuch was
residing ha is ge He found the
grieving husband on the verge of a
nervous collapse, but Leuch insisted
on giving him whatever help he could.

“You’re the only one,” Fultz told
him, “who can help me uncover your
wife’s murderer. want you to tell
me everything you can about her ac-
tivities since your suspicions were
aroused.”

“Well, I'd been working the night
shift at the mill,” the man said, “so
Lena had plenty of opportunity to mix
with people. I never knew just who
she was with or where she went, but it
seemed like she was away from the
house almost every night.

“At first ibe ia seemed to be
the same, but all of a sudden she
changed toward me. I was afraid she
had become interested in somebody
else, but I didn’t say anything. I hoped
I was wrong. But that telephone call
and other things convinced me I’d
guessed right.”

“Was there someone,” Fultz con-
tinued, “in whom your wife might
have confided? Someone who might
know who her lover is?”

“T don’t think so. She was close-
mouthed, rarely confided in anyone.”

Fultz frowned. Leuch hadn’t been
able to provide the key he needed so
desperately. Where, then, could he
start on this puzzle of murder?

He thanked Leuch and left th
house in a quandary. He sagen 4
to himself that he didn’t know whic

way toturn. But he had to find some- .

thing to get his teeth into, so he de-
cided to interview _friends of the
Leuchs to see whether any~of them
could help. ¢€

He learned nothing in his exhaustive
interviews of people close to the vic-
tim and her husband. Apparently
nobody knew anything of their per-
sonal life. And so Fultz’ first day of
investigation ended in a blind alley.
Things weren’t much better the next

~“—- ssi alan

morning,’ but in the afternoon the
situation changed.

A young, neatly dressed man en-
tered the sheriff’s office and calmly
announced he was the one who had
been at the Leuch home on the morn-
ing of the murder! His statement
electrified the entire office.

Fultz and Sheriff Burne whisked
him into a private conference room
and eagerly pressed him for details.

“My name’s Stewart Lacey,” he be-
a coolly. “I’m Lena Leuch’s cousin.

live in Olympia, but spend most .of

time on the road. I’m a candy
re esman. That morning I happened
to be passing through Shelton so I
stopped at her house for a few min-
utes.

“We had a little chat, then I hit the
road again. I was out in the sticks
when read in the papers I was
wanted for questioning, so I got here
as soon as I could.”

The officials looked at each other
Ngee a Was this the answer to

e “man: of mystery” riddle, or was
this good looking, smooth talking fel-
low trying to bluff himself free of sus-
picion? He could be Lena Leuch’s
cousin and still be her lover, they
realized, but it would be difficult to
back up any accusations without
concrete evidence.

“Did you have a drink of water?”
Byrne asked him. The man nodded.
“Well, that clears up the strange fin-
gerprints, ” the sheriff remarked. “And
that leaves us without a clue of any
kind.”

In answer to their questions Lacey
went on to say that only the woman
had been .in the house when he was
there. She seemed to. be in good
spirits and showed no nervousness or
anxiety.

Fultz told him: “I want you to an-
swer this question frankly, because it’s
very important, Lacey. Did you know
that your cousin was carrying on an
affair with another man?”

ee tacey’ Ss amazement seemed genuine.

no. I hadn’t heard any-
thing like that. And I'll bet my bot-

tom dollar that’s a lie. Lena wasn’t |.

i hae kind. She: was too loyal—too
ne.”

Fultz searched the man’s face for
some trace of deceit, but found none.
He seemed to be sincere in his estima-
tion of the woman’s character, yet if
he was correct, why had she been
killed? And by whom?

“Lacey, we Th have to hold you asa
material witness until we get this

’ thing cleaned up,” Fultz said. “We

hope it won’t be for long.”

The salesman accepted without
grumbling and was escorted to a cell
in the county jail.

ULTZ and Byrne went into a huddle
F over the latest development, more
confused than before over the
strange case. They were inclined to
think Lacey had told the truth, but if

(Aye was in the clear they were facing

another blank wall.

‘Finally, the sheriff asked: “What do
we do now, Hollis? Do we start look-
ing for pmabory, else who’ might’ve
been aying ound ao
Leuch?”

“Not right away, Ghrald. ” Pultz res,

plied, his eyes mirroring strange,

mysterious thoughts. “There’s another
angle I want to work on first. Vl let
you know if it materializes.”

The criminologist left the court-
house and was gone for several hours.
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of satisfaction on his face. ‘“We’re

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found. Then he dropped it to the floor.

Thump! The cloth wrapping flew open and the gun fell
free of it.

“You're right,” said Brodie. “If this gun fell to the floor
from the hand of the dying woman, the wrapping would
never have stayed around it.”

When the officers left the house of tragedy they took with
them the gun, the flattened bullet, and Mrs. Leuch’s dress
with the sinister, red-rimmed hole in the bosom. They also
took with them Bernard Leuch, and at headquarters the
sheriff began questioning him further. If Mrs. Leuch had
suffered from melancholia, and had quarreled with her
husband that morning, it was easily conceivable that she
had committed suicide. Yet several facts noted at the
scene did not fall in with the suicide theory.

Had Mrs. Leuch, perhaps, been having an affair with
another man. Had the lover, jealous or frustrated, slipped
into the house and committed murder during the short
time’Leuch was gone? Or had Leuch himself, for some
reason unknown as yet, slain his wife?

“Leuch,” the sheriff said, “there are some things that
don’t check. Do you think it possible that your wife was
interested in another man?”

Leuch seemed aghast. “I’m sure she wasn’t,” he said
stoutly. “There was nothing like that at all. I don’t know
what you're driving at, sheriff. It seems to me a clear case
of suicide.”

“It still might be suicide,” Sheriff Byrne agreed. “But
it's not very clear. That quarrel you: had—what was it
about?”

A silly, trivial thing, the man said. A quarrel about what
he had for breakfast. And now—how sorry he was! For a
moment he seemed ready to break down completely.

And that was all the sheriff could learn. He dismissed
Bernard Leuch. Then he took the victim’s bloodstained
dress and sent it off to Luke May, well-known Seattle
criminologist, that he make scientific tests to determine if
there were any powder burns in the fabric. The fatal gun
he sent to Stanley McDonald, Oregon ballistics expert,

Sheriff Byrne watches while the slayer traces the
course of his flight through the woods. Note his
gaunt face and heavy growth of beard.

along with a concise description of the problem. Would
McDonald kindly make tests to find, if it was possible for
a person to kill himself in such a manner without making
burns?

Then the sheriff got together with Police Chief Starwich.
Together they and their men set out to learn whatever they
could about Bernard Leuch’s background.

By making inquiries in town, they found out a few things
about Leuch, and what they found out was not at all in-
criminating. ‘The man’s fellow workers at the pulp mill .
said he was an industrious, inoffensive sort. He had arrived
in Shelton from Minnesota in the summer of 1937. Not
long after he had found a job at the mill, he sent for his
wife. When she had arrived the couple moved into a local
hotel.

At the hotel the officers talked with a woman tenant who
lived in the room next to the one the Leuches had occupied.
She remembered them well, and was shocked to hear of the

‘ wife’s death.

“What a shame,” she said. “She was so young and
pretty.” .

Another tenant farther down the hall expressed the same —
sentiments.

“He must be heartbroken,” she said sympathetically.
“He was lots older than she, of course, but they seemed
deeply in love.”

Older than she... . The sheriff didn’t get that. Leuch, he
knew, was-40, and his wife only three years younger.

“I thought they were about the same age,” he remarked.

“Oh, no.” The woman shook her head decisively. ‘Why,
she seemed hardly more than 23 or so.”

She went on to describe Leuch’s companion, and sud-
denly the light dawned on the sheriff.

The woman Leuch had.lived with in the hotel was not his
wife at. all, but some other, and younger. woman!

Sheriff Byrne and his deputies were now hot on the trail.
After leaving the hotel, they discovered, Leuch and his

pretty companion had moved to a house in town. There
they had continued to pose as man and wife.
The real Mrs. Leuch had not (Continued on page 67)
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behind the wheel, flipped on the siren and zoomed the
machine out into the street.

'Deputies Art Byrne and Orra Spencer were curious as
the car sped out of the business section of thriving Chelton,
Washington.

“What’s the story, chief?” wihied: Spencer. “What was
that call you got on the telephone?”

Sheriff Gerald Byrne of Mason County kept his eye on
the road and talked out of the side of his mouth.

“It was a woman who called,” he said. “She said a lady
by the name of Leuch had been shot out on Franklin Street.
That’s all I know.”

’ In a few minutes the car pulled up at an attractive cot-
tage at 1229 Franklin. A knot of excited neighbors made
way to let the three officers into the house.

Sheriff Byrne, in the lead, almost ran into.a dark-haired
and rather gaunt man who stood in the hallway with
bowed head. Surmising from his stricken expression that
he was the wounded woman’s husband, the sheriff snapped
a question at him.

“Where is she?” he asked.

Leuch pointed toward a bedroom. “In there,” he whis-

Tt TWO DEPUTIES piled into the car, and the sheriff,

‘ pered.

The officers went into the etnohin, followed by the hus-
band. On the bed they saw an attractive, dark-haired
woman of perhaps a little more than 35, She lay on her
back, motionless, and in her breast was a gaping wound
that had reddened her dress and the coverlet under her.
One careful glance was enough to convince the sheriff that
she was dead. He turned to the husband, who looked on

‘white-faced.

_ “All right,” he said quietly. “Tell us about it.”

He gave his name as Bernard Leuch, an employe at the
large local pulp mill. The woman, he affirmed, was his
wife, Lena Leuch. When he told the story of his discovery,
his lip quivered and he kept his hands tightly clenched as
though to hold himself in check.

“She must have shot herself,” he groaned, in an agony
of remorse. “I—I feel as if it’s almost my fault, in a way.
You see, I quarreled with her this morning. ... We had a
tiff, and I was still angry when I left the house to go to

work. But by the time I’d walked a couple of blocks down -

the street I felt ashamed of myself and realized how silly
it was to leave without making up to her.

“So I turned around and came back home. At first I
couldn’t find her—I called and got no answer. Then I
found her .. . like this.”

Sheriff Byrne nodded sympathetically. It was a heart-
rending story—the story of a man and wife who had quar-
reled, the wife committing suicide even as her husband was
hurrying back to ask forgiveness and smooth over the hurt
he had caused. All three of the officers felt a surge of com-
passion for Leuch, who would nevermore be able to mend
the quarrel he had had.

“Well,” said the sheriff, “the gun must be near here
somewhere.” He ran his hand over the bedcover and found
nothing.

Leuch pointed to a cloth-wrapped object on the floor.

“That’s it,” he said. “My gun.”

The sheriff picked it up. It was indeed a gun—a .38 auto-
matic—which,had been wrapped rather loosely in light-
colored cloth. As Byrne handled it, the empty shell disen-
gaged itself from the folds and fell to the floor. There was

14

It seemed that Lena Leucl (above)
might have had plenty of reason to
contemplate suicide—and yet several
clues hinted that her death was not
self-inflicted, as had first appeared.

Bernard Leuch (extreme right) —sob-
bingly he told how his wife had been
melancholy, and that he had tried to
hide his gun so she couldn't find it.

a blackened, powder-burned hole in the cloth where it had
covered the muzzle.

The sheriff turned to Senich in puzzlement. “That’s
queer,” he remarked. “Why should she have wrapped up
the gun like this?”

Leuch hastened to explain. “I better tell you something,”
he said sombrely. “For some time now my wife has felt
despondent. Little things would upset her easily, and I
became afraid she might want to take her life some time.
So I took this gun and wrapped it up in cloth. Then I hid
it in the bottom of that trunk over there.”

He shook his head sorrowfully. “I guess she found it
anyway. I should have taken it out of the house entirely.”

Byrne frowned in puzzlement. “This automatic has two
safety catches,” he said. “Were they both set so the gun
couldn’t be fired unless they were snapped?”

“Yes.” Leuch was positive on that point. “I set both
safety catches before I put the gun away. I always do that.”

“That’s strange,” muttered Deputy Spencer. “It would
have been difficult for her to loosen the catches without re-
moving that cloth—and yet the cloth is still on the gun.”

Sheriff Byrne had knelt and was eying the bed and the
spot where the gun had lain. There was a distance of
about seven feet between them, and although it was re-
motely possible that the woman had flung the weapon from

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_“You didn’t touch the gun?” the sheriff asked. ‘‘That’s Suddenly the sheriff looked at the floor again. He didn’t
where it was when you came into the room?” say anything, but he was thinking fast.
Leuch nodded. “I didn’t move the gun,” he said, “but I Leuch had said that his wife had been lying there when

did move my wife. She was on the floor right near the
gun. When I saw what had happened, I picked Ker up and
put her on the bed. . Then I called Dr. Collier, ahd asked a
neighbor woman to call the police.”

Although the sheriff had never before met Leuch, he had
had a vague feeling that he had encountered’ the name be-
fore. Now he remembered. It had beer in the papers.
Bernard Leuch had come to Shelton less than a year before
from Minnesota. A few months after his arrival he had
applied for the position of police chief, citing his experience

as a police officer in St. Cloud, Minnesota, arid. several _

years’ duty as a guard at the reformatory there, as qualifi-
cations. He had not been successful, however, and Ray
Starwich had taken office as chief of police.

“How about Dr. Collier?” Sheriff Byrne asked.
he arrived yet?”

“Yes—he came and went before you arrived,’ Leuch
said. “He lives only a few doors away. He looked at my
wife and said she was dead.”

“Hasn’t

A EANWHILE, Deputies Spencer and Art Byrne -were
going over the walls in a search for the fatal bullet,
which had passed entirely through the woman’s body.

he came in. With a bullet through her body, she had ~
certainly bled—the stains on the bed were enough evi-
dence of that.

Yet there was ‘not a sign of blood on the floor!

At that moment there were footsteps in the hall, and
Prosecutor Doane Brodie walked in, followed by Dr.
Collier. Sheriff Byrne, now filled with doubts, took the
doctor aside and questioned him about the wound. a

“The bullet struck her in the left breast,” the doctor said.
“It took a slightly downward angle and came out the back
about two inches below where it entered. She must have
died instantly. I saw the moment I got here that there was
nothing I could do.”

Sheriff Byrne called across the room to Leuch. “Was

your wife right-handed?” he asked.

Leuch nodded.

The sheriff experimented on himself, crooking his arm
around so that his hand was in a position to hold a revolver
aimed at the left-side of his chest. It was possible to shoot
oneself in that manner, he saw, although it was awkward.
But the fact that seemed significant to him was that it could
not be done without holding the muzzle of the gun very
close to the chest. .

He walked over and looked at the dead woman carefully.

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far wall with his knife, and produced the lead pellet. When he returned to Dr. Collier he was shaking his head. saguled
Sheriff Byrne examined it. Although badly flattened, “No visible powder burns on her dress,” he said. “There is war:

it appeared to be of a .38 caliber size, the same as the
weapon. He glanced at the point on the floor where Leuch
said he had found his wife, then at the hole in the wall.
Apparently the woman had been standing there, facing

ought to be plenty of them.”

He turned to talk to the prosecutor. “There’s something
queer here,” he said. “At first I thought it was suicide,
but now I’m not so sure. No blood on the floor, nd powder

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there, goggling at it ‘till his. brain reeled.
A moment later he jerked Lena’s .body
up and placed it on the bed. Then he
sat down, hearing the footsteps at the

‘top of the ‘stairs, and assumed the numb

and broken look. He tried to look at
his wife, at a picture on the wall, at his
hands, at his daughter and Charlie Peters
coming inthe door. But the bullet hole
wouldn’t leave him alone; it followed him
like an avenging eye and he kept looking
back to it. It peered at him from a spot
in the flowered wall-paper not a foot-
and-a-half above the baseboard. Unless
they found that the bullet had been de-
flected in passing through her body, it
meant that the bullet could not have been
fired from a gun dropped to the floor, but

‘from a position level with her heart.

He got up quickly and went to the
bathroom and got sick.
When he came back five minutes later

Dr. Collier was at the bedside He looked '

up at Leuch queerly as he entered the
room, then mumbled sorry-about-your-
trouble, then pointed to. the blood drool-
ing from the woman’s mouth. “She have
t.b.?” he asked. s

Leuch shook his head. The bullet-hole
caught his eye and he edged around the
bed so his back was to it. “I don’t think
so, doctor. I mean, she was never. told
she had.” man
“Just wondered.” The doctor walked
over and looked at the cloth, and Ben
saw for the first time what had caught
his eye. The gun could never have fallen
like that, he realized, for the trigger-
guard of the .38 was punched tightly
through a hole in the ‘cloth. Forced
through by his own hands.

In his excitement he had edged deine
to the doctor. Dr. Collier looked at his
shaking hands. “You need a sedative.”
He went to his bag and produced a couple
of pills, and handed them to Leuch. As
Ben reached out, the doctor grasped his
outstretched hand and examined it keenly,
then leaned over and smelled it.

For the first time Leuch relaxed. “Every
man a suspect,” he said calmly. “I used
to be a police officer. Looking for pow-
der burns?” He knew he was safe on this
ground.

“Acid’ condition,” the doctor replied.
“Well, I’ve got to call the sheriff.

"PWENTY MINUTES later Sheriff Ger-

_ ald Byrne and Prosecuting Attorney
Doane Brodie arrived at the Leuch house
accompanied by Deputies Art Byrne. and
Ora Spencer. Leuch regarded them warily
from the moment they stepped into the
murder room; they were friendly but

Leuch restrained himself from volunteer-:

ing any suggestions.

He listened as they took the same
course the doctor had. They were agreed
it was no accident. Examining the cloth
with the tell-tale hole forced around the
trigger-guard,. Sheriff Byrne ‘speculated as
to the reason for it. “Wonder why she’d
want to shoot herself through the cloth.
I don’t get it.”

“Women hate a mess,” Spencer volun-
teered. “Maybe she figured she kind of
took the curse off it, -handling it .that
way.” He hesitated. “Amateur psychol-
ogy,” he added lamely.

Continued on Page 39

STRANGER GUN

(Continued from page 25)

Hecht worked right along with Coroner
Hoffman and city detéctives who were
looking into the matter of the Colt auto-
matic found near the stick-up man’s body.

The purchaser had been a man named
Wanderer — Frederick Wanderer. He
turned out to be a cousin of Carl. 3

Questioned: about the .45 this man said,
“Carl came to my House on the night
of June 20th and told me he needed a gun.
His excuse was that a man had been
following him.”

This placed both .45 Colt oie

‘the one that killed Ruth Wanderer and

the one that killed the hold-up man—
in Carl Wanderer’s possession just one

‘evening before the fatal stick-up!
That was all the Chicago police needed. -

They hurried Carl Wanderer to the old
Criminal Courts Building for questioning.

Perhaps the former ‘machine gunner
got some inkling of what was in store
for him when he saw Ben Hecht stand-
ing. there with the police who were go-
ing to question him.

“We've been talking with your cousin
Fred,” Coroner Hoffman told him. “He

has ‘identified the gun found near the .

dead stick-up man as his.”

“I tasted some glory in France. When I
came back I married Ruth, I'd -known’
her before I went away. I didn’t know
marriage could be so dull.

“I'd .been thinking about this for a
long time. Even before I reported that
stick-up two years ago and got a permit
to carry a gun.”

“I wasn’t sure how.I was going to get
rid of Ruth until the day before we went
to the movies. This pandhandler came
up to me on West Madison Street and
asked me for a dime. The plan came to
me then. I offered him twenty-five dol-
lars if he would stage a phony stick-up.
I told him we’d be at the movies and
told him what time we’d return.”

The confessed murderer went on to
explain that he had persuaded his wife
to draw her savings from the bank.

“I promised to invest it for her,” he’

said. “Everything went through as I plan-
ned. This guy started trailing us right
after we came out of.the movies. I told
Ruth I thought somebody was following
us. That’s why she said it was a. hold-up
man who shot her.” —

Wanderer finished by saying that the
derelict followed them into the vestibule
and that he drew.both guns, shot the
man with his own gun and then shot
his wife with Fred’s gun.

Carl Wanderer was duly indicted for
the murder of his pregnant wife.

The jury listened and brought in a

verdict of guilty—but limited the penalty -

to a twenty-five year sentence.

Carl Wanderer couldn’t be tried again
for the murder of his wife, but O’Brien
promptly brought him into court again
and charged him with the murder of the
still-unidentified derelict.

The second jury found him guilty of
murder in the first degree and set the
punishment at death on the gallows.

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with Sheriff: Gerald Byrne, lefts; and
Police Chief Roy. Starwich,. above.

Some women vant everything ~ “All or nothing at all.”

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“What can you do?”
“| don’t know yet,” Charlotte replied, “but Vil figure out
something. Even if I have to tell her the whole story myself.”
“Look,” he said, glaring at her. “Jet’s not do anything foolish!”
“Foolish!” Charlotte exclaimed, rising quickly from the table.
“T]| show you who’s foolish! It’s either me or her. And [il
give you just one week to make up your mind.”
Then she turned and stalked out of the tavern, alone.
Lottie was right, Ben Leuch was thinking as the Olympia-
Shelton bus roared along the highway, something’s got to be
done. And there was a week to do it in. To do what? He tried

. * to settle his six feet and 180 pounds of brawn into the narrow

seat comfortably, to give the matter some thought.

* Lena was a religious woman, and she wasn’t going to- stand
for any nonsense about a divorce. But it went beyond that.
As furious or ‘hurt. or shocked as Lena might be if she found
out about Charlotte, he knew she could never let him go. It
wasn’t just religious scruples; it was common sense. Lena was
the mother of his seven children and no woman in her right

: mind was going to jeopardize her security just: because her hus-

band was playing around. Certainly not Lena, a washed-out
little brunette whose prettiness was gone forever and who could
never hope to attract another man. It was years since they'd
meant anything to each other.

“What a contrast to the vivid Charlotte! Charlotte with her
ash-blonde. hair, her aura of excitement, her smooth, young
skin. Do something, she'd said. As the bus rolled on Ben
Leuch tried to think out a solution to the problem he had often

touched on tentatively, then relegated to the back of his mind

in disgust. He tried desperately to figure it out. There must
be‘some way, some sly legal chicanery, some trumped-up deal
with a man in Lena’s bedroom—something. He couldn’t give
up Charlotte, he knew that, but on the other sand he wasn’t
going to have her running to Lena with the story that might
change the dull boredom of this marriage he was stuck with
to a bitter and reproachful hell on earth. :

Ben recalled, fleetingly, the events leading up to this snafu.
A.little over two years ago he’d been a cop back in Minneapolis,
pounding his beat into a well-worn rut, barely able to support
his large family. He would still be there if it hadn’t been for
Charlotte. One day lie’d been sitting in a cafeteria scanning
a wall menu when her trim figure bobbed into his line of vision.
A waitress, a kid of 22, but it wasn’t long before she became
a woman. He was 37 then, a big muscular guy with tremendous
physical appeal, and Charlotte didn’t know he was married.

He soon was seeing her every night when he went off duty.
Ben Leuch told her he lived at a hotel for men, so she enter-
tained at her place. They fell in love, but he successfully ducked
and parried all hints at marriage. She got to telling him about
her family, and read him some letters from her brother who

had made good in the lumber business and wrote glowing re- ~

ports of Washington as a land of opportunity. To a man in a
rut, they sounded great. ;

Then he announced to Lena he was quitting the cops and
going out west. When he landed a job and saved some money,
he’d send for her and the kids. Charlotte went with him.

Now here he was in the last week in May, 1938, two years
in the land of opportunity and still riding buses’ back home.
He wasn’t the lumberman or apple farmer he had dreamed of
becoming, but still the door-to-door salesman of kitchen utensils
that he had become the week after he arrived. Making a little
more money than before, but still pounding out a rut. He never
did send for Lena, but she had come out the year before, bored,
tired, apathetic about everything but the children, just anxious
to be at the source of her security. :

Ben Leuch grimaced. Of course, with Lena in Shelton he
had to tell Charlotte the truth. He had to move out of their
Olympia apartment and live with his family. And was there
hell to pay about that! But he didn’t tell Charlotte about the
kids,. and he borrowed some lively time on the strength of his
promise to get a divorce. :

Now here it was. “All or nothing at all,” Charlotte had said.
And Lena—she wanted security and the legality of marriage,
fortifying her position with a strong religious intolerance of
divorce.

Women, Ben Leuch thought, they should drop dead.

Suddenly the full import of the thought struck him. He
began to think his problem out again along different lines. He
discarded all the sensible and practical approaches, and - his
thoughts began to fester so that when he alighted from the bus
at Shelton his tentative plans had the look and smell of death.

He should have the know-how to do a perfect job. As a
cop he had taken part in a couple of murder investigations,
and as a rookie he had read up on and reenacted some: of the
classic crimes. First, of all, he had to play, down motive.
Charlotte mustn’t suspect a thing; that was important too, be-
cause she could read him like a book. Then there was the
instrument of death; he had that—the automatic .38 he’d brought
from Minneapolis. Next, opportunity: That was always there:
it was just a matter of timing. And, (Continued on page 36)

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insured” ‘ the lid back, -then rummaged around in house.”
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argued quite awhile. She ‘dared me

to do anything about it. She. ordered
me. to leave.

“I. backed up to the front door and
pointed the gun at her.”

“Didn’t she even scream?” the ‘prosecu-
tor, broke in.

Frank Stewart shook his head. “I told
her, ‘I know you're lyin’.’ Then she dared
me. She said, ‘You wouldn’t dare pull
that trigger, Frank Stewart!’

“That was when I pulled it. I shot her
in the eye and I knew when she fell that
she was dead. But I shot her once more
just to make sure, as the feller says.”

The officers stared at one another,
shocked at the tragic recital.

“Did you think a lot .of Juanita Erick-

son?” Starmer asked, breaking the silence.
Frank Stewart drew himself up with .
an attempt at dignity.

“I did,” he answered, “or I wouldn’t
have: spent two hundred dollars on her
last Christmas.”

The old man who had staked every-
thing on an illicit love and lost grimly
signed a written confession of his crime,

just as he had given it orally. Then he

took the officers to the foxhole, a block
from the Erickson home, and. showed
them where he had cached the weapon
while he went to his mistress’ home the
first time. Prosecuting Attorney Downs
filed first-degree-murder charges against
him the next morning.

On May 26, Frank Stewart waived pre-
liminary hearing. As this is written, he
is being ‘held in the Buchanan County
jail to await trial in Circuit Court, proba-
bly in. October. Meanwhile, he broods
over the frightful price of an unholy love.

Eprror’s Note: The names Irene New-
ton and Bill Darson are fictitious.

KILLER TOE

(Continued from page 17)

in the timing, -he would have to arrange
to be present to do the killing, yet in
the eyes of: some deluded but insistent
witness he must be elsewhere at the
moment of the crime. |

Ben Leuch began to set things up as

‘soon as he got home. As he walked down

the tree-shaded. lane to the house he saw
his #daughter, Dorothy, and greeted her

with the big -unworried smile he reserved .

for the youngsters. When he entered the

house, his behavior was’ routine. He -
: grunted his hello to Lena in the usual

way, and at supper he noted with satis-
faction that the same old Pattern, of
behavior was preserved.

AFTERWARDS, he walked down to the
. fence which separated Charlie Peters’

place from his and gossiped with his .

neighbor, grumbling about. Roosevelt, tell-
ing Charlie a few funny stories, and get-
ting off ‘some _ good-natured gripes about
women in general and Lena in particular

]| As Ben remembered it, this was prac-

tically an unvarying performance when:
he was home.

Ben. kissed the younger kids - good- 7

night downstairs, but when Dorothy was
upstairs getting ready for bed he, went
to Lena’s room. He knew Dorothy would.
be there, brushing her “hair out in front
of the big: mirror. As ‘she stood there,
Ben went to the big ‘closet’ and. took his
pistol down off the shelf.’ He wanted
her to witness this. . eg rege

. “Going bunting?” she “siked with a
laugh. “a
He shook his heat wiping “the. gun
clean with an old sock. Then. he. walked
to a trunk that rested against the: ‘wall’ in’
a corner of the room, He ‘opened: it,

‘letting. out a strong odor of camphor, -

and revealing a lidded-tray containing: his
wife’s ‘magpie collection of remnants: of
material, He selected a piece of linen
and wrapped it around the gun,’ burying
it among the remnants. Then, he. ‘ploaed
and’ locked the trunk. . 6
“I don’t want that gun where: the kids
can. get at it,” he told Dorothy.::““They’re

_ getting’ bigger and more curious—and I

don’t: want them to get hold of: it. “It’s
got a hair-trigger action, ‘and -all you
have to do is drop it‘and it'll go’ off."

“Just drop. it—not even pull the ‘trig-
ger?” Dorothy asked, and her father gave
an inward sigh of thanks for the - -Op-
portunity to plant this information 50
solidly.

“That's right,” he ‘said with pretended
indifference as he walked out of the room.
“I like to. keep. it loaded. I don’t: want
anybody to even jar it.”

And now for the weapon. - After
Dorothy had gone to bed Ben got ‘out
the gun and set to work on the mechanism
to make his claim good. He had to have
a gun that went off when dropped -and
later, testing it on a carpet in the- cellar,
it worked perfectly. He put it peck in
the trunk.

Ben next tried to figure. out; bekaee
he committed himself irrevocably, just
what: motives a neighbor, a detective,’ or
any objective observer might suspiciously
ascribe to him when Lena lay dead. ‘Who
stood to profit by her death, if by any
stretch of the imagination’ they would
say it wasn’t an accident? She was insured
for only $1000, so it couldn’t be money.
And if anyone had known about him
and Charlotte, they would believe that
that affair had to all intents and purposes
ceased abruptly when Lena’ came- west.
He had made sure -that he always had
legitimate business for his firm when he
visited Olympia during the past year, and
his assignations with Charlotte were secret .
and cautious. No one he knew: had ever
seen him with her, and in the dark taverns
they frequented ‘they ‘were just another
couple of strangers.

No one could attribute any motive to
him, Ben reasoned. On the contrary, what
man would . deliberately. make himself -a
widower with seven kids? He only stood
to lose.

’ Next, the matter of time. When he was
operating out of Shelton, selling: in ‘the
neighborhood, he always came. home for
lunch. All the neighbors. knew this, .and
it was important, because he had decided
to kill Lena around noon, just before the
children» came .home from.’ school. ‘He
would arrive earlier than usual, of course;
he would cut through the ‘woods back
of the house, deal with Lena as planned,


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SHELTON-MASON COUNTY JOUR

Fort Lewis $

~ light Blanks
sion in Second
raight Meeting

Harris and Wes Rau, a
ader and a lefthander in
itched Frank Tobin’s Twi-
saguers to their ‘second
- shutout and sixth straight
over Frank Willard’s Jun-
sionnaires Thursday. night
» Field, 4 to 0,
‘$9 gave up two hits in
frames on the hillock, Rau
the Junior kids in order
two frames of elbowl:g.
“Col Legion lefthander,
nly ‘rive hits himself and
ied runs, but'his errors in
st; and second innings and
oone’s bobble in the sixth }
;four Twilight runs to
he dish: ; aa
McComb doubled in. the
for one of the legion hits
ni Woods dittoed in the
rame.for the Twilight club
> Jongest, hits of the con-
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laws Knocked
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Veekend Scraps

Kend scuffles found ‘ the
1 Outlaws slapped into court
on baseball. ‘misdemeanors.
Plain Grange served an.11
varrant on. the Outlaws’ at
nd Friday evening with 4
ning. spurt. catching «
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lay the’ Schneiders Prairie
handcuffed the Outlaws for
cond time, 14 to. 7; in spite
nager Ray Cormier’s home,
irst of the year for;: the
7B°'The short -scores: ” ,
titled Pete ee R. H. E.
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-|was on this understanding,

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BOTH SIDES REST.
JURY WILL RETIRE
WITH EVIDENCE

(Continued from page 1)
obtaining work in a private home
at Arcadia, later getting a posi-
tion in a theatre in Olympia,
shortly before Christmas. She
said Leuch, however, found her
in Olympia and told her Mrs.
Leuch was .obtaining a divorce
and that he wished to marry her
after the divorce became final. It
she
told the eourt, speaking in - a low,
halting voice strained by great
emotion, that she agreed to re-
sume.the intimate relations with
him. She said at times she at-
tempted to refuse him but on
those occasions he beat her, fore-
ing her to submit. ‘

Miss Irwin wiped away a tear
as she related that one of these
relationships resulted in her pres-
ent condition of pregnacy. She
said she informed Leuch of her
condition in February and they
again pledged to marry’ when
Leuch was divorced. .

Divorce Drawn Up

In previous testimony Attorney
J. W. Graham had told the court
how Leuch had approached him
on the subject of the divorce and
said Mrs. Leuch was obtaining it
but he was paying for it and
how Mrs. Leuch came a_ few
days later to have the papers
drawn up. ‘Graham said that
although papers were preparéd
they were never filed‘ because
neither of the parties ever visited
his office again or paid him any
money. He said he was. con-
vinced in talking with her that
Mrs, Leuch did not desire the di-
vorce. :

Miss Irwin said she was never
told by Leuch that the divorce
was not going’ through and that
she went ahead with preparations
to visit her brother ‘at Bonners
to
marry her. .Her departure was
scheduled for June 1, the day Mrs.
Leuch was killed, when- Letich
was to see her and take a trunk
and othe belongings back to
Shelton to the: home they were to
occupy after they were married.

During a recess called at’ this
point, Mrs. W. H. Dole of ,Qlym-
pia, who managed a boarding and
housekeeping establishment where
Miss Irwin had a room and.where
Leuch frequently spent weekends
with her and was assumed to'be
her husband by the Doles, chet-
ted in a motherly way with ‘the
strained girl. A few. minutes. be-
fore Miss Irwin was called to
the stand Mr. and Mrs: Dols had
testified to Leuch’s presence with
Miss Irwin in their establishment
but said they assumed they were
married or wouldn’t:-have permit-
ted them to live there. if). }
“i “Second Woman” Angers’); .
On cross-examination under Dé
fense Attorney Lewis’ questioning
Miss Irwin snapped’ out of the
strained emotional state which
had marked her questioning . by
Prosecutor Brodie and ‘answered
some of Mr. Lewis’ queries with a
snap which ‘indicated-'a‘-certain
amount of anger at his insinua-
tions that! she must’ have known
of. Leuch’s. status ‘as’ a marriéd
man’ during’ the, four-month: per-
idd she lived i: sr same home

entire familys, :,*
wee” aden admitted a prevtous
pregnacy in Minnesota. caused by
her relations, with” Leuch. which
had caused her’to:spend a couple

4 of days’ in. a; Minneapolis hospital.

Lewis’: cross-examination,.,; which
continued. over:to: Saturday 'morn-

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‘Timber League:
+ Game Turns Into
~ Hot Track Meet

|
} TIMBER LEAGUE

|
' G, H. Plywood

Aberdeen LW.A,

Centralia
SHELTON
Raymond

Scores

Aberdeen 26, Shelton 1.

Plywood 6, Aberdeen 2.

Elma 3, Raymond 2.

It was just right, atmospher-
ically; for a track meet Sunday,
the soaring mercury allowing
;muscles ‘to relax and loosen up,
{So ‘the Aberdeen I.W.A. baseball
team took advantage of the sit-
uation.

They ran and they ran, for
nine warm innings, only to dis-
cover they could have saved
, themselves a lot of wear and tear
and trouble for Shelton’s Timber
League team had never been pur-
suing. They found they had run
around the bases 26 times, while
Shelton had done it only once.

Long Pete Antoncich, former U.
of W. Husky football and basket-
ball star, wielded. a heavy mace
in the proceedings, collecting four
hits, two of them doubles, while
Catcher Yakke hit a single, a
double and two triples. There
were various and sundry other
ee among the 18 hits gather-
ed by the visitors, but many of
the 26 runs were the gift of
nine errors committed by the
Loggers. -

Centerfielder Jim Bariekman
scored the lonesome Logger run
in the fourth when he circled the
paths on his own bingle, an in-
field out. and Swampy Bray’s
drive into safe regions.

Len McGee walloped a triple in-
to left center in the third but
was held at second when the ball
rolled into the piles of lumber for
the new addition to the Junior
high school building.

The short score:

Aberdeen 'I.W.A.
Shelton
Batteries—Maroni and’. Yakke;

Bray and Melin, Peterson. ‘

 -* No Grief Evident

‘ Sheriff Byrne said he had never
seen Leuch show any grief over
the tragedy, only seemed worried
about himself, and appeared to be
in a deep study and didn’t desire
to talk much.~ «’ ily .

Mrs. Dimple Norris, office man-
ager for the Pacific Telephone
company here, said she received
the emergency call from the Leuch
home fora doctor the morning of
June d at exactly 10:15 a. m., and
that for the next four minutes
“the most frantic man’s’ voice I
have ever heard” kept calling con-
stantly for a. doctor. She said
the comipany. makes. a, practice
of recording all émergency calls,

The state also called Saturday
morning Charles Peters, next door
neighbor‘ of the Leuch’s, and Os-
car Lundberg, carpenter who was
working at the Peters’ home the
morning of the tragedy, both of
whom testified they heard no shot
that. .morningy Bearing out this
line of testimony, the state-called
deputies Art.Byrne and ~ Orra
Spencer,*'E: ‘M. Moody of th
state, patrol. bureau of identifica.
tion, who: said -they conducted
tests by shooting the death gun
off in thé: death room of the
Leuch: home with Stanley. Mac-
Donald, Portland ballistics expert,
which proved such’ shots could not
be heard from. the street ..or from
the: Peters home." 48
‘9. .f Embraces Daughter

«4 W, A. Witsiers, Shelton ‘under-
ptakes, festified .he, a Oe ne

1 This" a rns: 1, One

oan) Naiventer} he “was runable

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quad

SHELTON PLAYS
EXCELLENT BALL
TO BEAT GUESTS

Locdl Lineup Cops Ten Matches
(f Fifteen; Luncheon High-
light Of Entire Day

Qoking up a potion of power-
ful tennis, Shelton Tennis Club
tean members snapped the vic-
tory chain which Fort Lewis Of-
ficers had forged over them in
the past two years by capturing
ten out of fifteen matches played
here Sunday. ‘

I. was the fourth meeting be-

wai Shelton’s first taste of tri-
umph.

The host club was particularly
eff2ctive in the singles events,
wirning four out of five in the
men’s division and two of three
in the women’s division. In addi-
tio. Shelton took two of three
men’s doubles, the one ladies dou-
bles played, and one of
mized doubles matches.

Shelton Wins Close Ones

Two of the singles matches
were particularly hard fought,
gong three sets with extra games
in one of each group. Shelton
took them both when Don Paul-
so. bested Lt. Winston Maxwell,
6-", 4-6, 8-6, and when Team
Céptain Bruce Cole came back
gamely after tiring badly in the
second set to beat Lt. Géyrge
Lermond, a former Olympic Games
trick star of a dozen years ago,
6-4, 5-7, 6-3. :

Bill Weeks staged an_inter-
esting battle with George Hay-
men of the visitors, although win-
ning. in straight sets, 7-5, 6-4.
Bruce Cole and Jack Stewart won
the most interesting, doubles event
of the program, coming from be-
hind after. dropping the first set
to beat’ Chuck Arnold and Lt.
Lermond, 4-6, 7-5, 6-3. )

In fact, it was this ability to
confe through with the - tight
ones which provided Shelton with
its margin of victory for all the
matches ‘which went three sets
were captured by the home
squad, a

Veteran Star Shines

However, it remained for Major
Jed Hills, .veteran star of . the
court and’ a man.old enough to
be the father of any of the Shel-
ton players, to be the individual
star of the engagernent. He won
all three matches in which he
had a hand, his singles affair from
Jackie Stewart, 6-1, 6-0; his dou-
bles mix teamed with Lt. Max.
well from Bilt Graham and Chuck
Runacres, 6-2, 6-2; and his mixed

Betty, from Ralph and Gladys
Wyatt, 6-3, 6-3.

After ten of the matches had
been played, seven of which. Shel-
ton won, the two squads took
time out to enjoy a wonderful
luncheon served on the back lawn
of the C. E. Runacres home and
prepared by Miss Eileen Runacres,
Miss Selma Peterson, Mrs. Ralph
Pigg and Mrs. Ralph Wyatt.

No Malice Aforethought

Except for the fact that the
Shelton players pitched into the
food with as much abandon: as

gation was ready to suspicion
skulldugery, there was so much
and such appetizing fare'on; the
outdoor board. \ :

Just to cite for example, there
were loads Of ‘sandwiches of sev-

tween the two squads and this

three

doubles event with his daughter, }:

their guests the Fort Lewis dele-j >;

unearn
last “y
League
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Logeg
Field

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eral kinds,; Seconds for all ‘on: &
particularly tasty jello fruit salad,
no end of & “come back for more
punch, pocketsful of the , finest
big Lambert cherries any’ of’ the i
group ever ate, olives,and cheese

calli, Lop
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me ee et ee ae STON grt
3 pitea and reached first safe. Boone,lb

This was followed by two] Ojafgon,cf
» ts, two walks, and an error toj y McComb,2b

>aceuust for the three tallies.
y szeiton had scored twice, once
'} Geearned, in the opening half of
iétse same canto on singles by Stan
tarmetrong and Danny Cormier
lf Qua a bobble on Buck Armstrong’s
srounder. Stan and Danny added
|. gtolen bases in the same frame. Junior Legion ..

New Southpaw Added hits

At Longbranch Sunday Wes Summary: Two base hits — J.

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money. He said he ‘was - con-

;vinced in’ talking with her’ that

Mrs. Leuch did not desire the di-
vorce. 3 oa oe

Miss Irwin said she was never
told. by Leuch that the divorce
was not going through and that
she went ahead with preparations
to visit her brother at- Bonners
Ferry until Leuch was able to
marry her. Her departure was
scheduled for June 1, the day Mrs,
Leuch was killed, when ‘Letch
was to see her and take a trunk
and othe belongings back to
Shelton to the home they were to
occupy after they were married,

During a recess called at this
point, Mrs. W. H. Dole of Olym-
pia, who managed a béarding and
housekeeping establishment where
Miss Irwin had a room and where
Leuch frequently spent: weekends
with her and was assumed to be
her husband by the Doles, chats
ted in a motherly way with tho
strained girl. A few minutes be-
fore Miss Irwin was called to
the stand Mr. and Mrs. Dols: had
testified to Leuch’s presence with
Miss Irwin in their establishment
but said they assumed they were
married or wouldn’t have permit-
ted them to live there,

“Second Woman” Angers

On cross-examination under De-
fense Attorney Lewis’ questioning
Miss Irwin snapped’ out of the
Strained emotional state which

CWHOSSCONEE DY
ROCCO COSCCO 6

SOCCOHOROME
HH ENOHONROS

run, first of the year for the
Outlaws. ‘The short scores:
R. H. E.

oo

Outlaws

Elk Plain ll 12 6
Batteries: E. Sharp and Calkins;
Gutenberg and McGee.

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Batteries: N, Cormier, F. Sharp,
Booth and Calkins; Reitdorf, Mc-
Cullough and Tobin.

Shortstop Meet
Delayed As Net
Club Gets Dates

Indefinite postponement of the
Shelton shortstop tournament was
announced last night at a meet-
inf of the Shelton Tennis club
in order to accept two inter-club
matches next Sunday.

Bremerton Tennis club comes
Edis : here Sunday with six men and
a nn 5m Arnittone 2 four: women to play the Shelton
Cormier. Double play—Levett to lineup and another Shelton lineup

CANES e see?

Rau, signed by the Merchants up-|fcComb, D. Woods, Rung batted
j.cn returning from his -second;in — D, Woods. Struck. out —
|, fing at professional ball in small/Cole-4, Harris 4, Rau 1. Bases
; southern leagues, was bested by]on balls—Cole 3, Harris 2. Runs

Ahearn in a nice duel. . responsible for — Cole 0. Stolen
} With the aid of an error Long- | bases—B. McComb, D. Woods.

branch got a three-run yoni in
‘'the first and was never in dan-

;ger after that. Ahearn . struck Outlaws Knocked

out ten and hit two singles and]. °
jwalked twice Pag: 2 - = Over In Pair Of
{icause.  Joe:."an alt Ricker
|tdrove in five: of the six. Long- Weekend Scraps

branch-runs- between them. p
| The box scores: ’ > Weekend scuffles found the

AT OLYMPIA Shelton Outlaws slapped into court
| SHELTON. ab rh twice .on baseball. misdemeanors.
\Taylor, ss< . 2)" Elk Plain Grange served an 11
}Levett.2b 2 14. to 4 warrant on the Outlaws at

Matson,3b°*" 3 Loveland Friday evening with a
{s, Arcstrong,rf 3 late-inning spurt catching the
'B, -Armstrong,if- 3 Shelton gang. -
{Cormier,1b 3 Sunday the Schneiders Prairie
Woods,cf 3 Chiefs handcuffed the Outlaws for
McComb,¢ ;' «¢ 3° the second time, 14 to 7, in spite
N, Harris,p 2
Tough,ss .- 1

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hE ba itu rev an engagement in the Hub town.
» * 4 AT “LONGBRANCH Another club match in Seattle the
following Sunday is also scheduled
for -Shelton. . :

BELL, GRAHAM MOVE UP
IN LADDER TOURNAMENT
Bob Bampton, president of the
Shelton Tennis club, was the step-
ping stone for two entrants in
the club’s ladder tournament over
the weekend, yer he
‘Lobert Bell took over the top
rung of the ‘ladder by beating
Bampton, 6-3, 6-1, and Bill Gra-
ham climbed onto the second rung
by spaing Bampton, 6-3, 6-4.
When Jack Lewis and Jimmy
Forrest forefited to Bill Graham
and Chuck Runacres first round
matches in the men’s doubles tour-
nament were -completed over the
weekend, Tournament Chairman
Forrest announced today, ‘ -”

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-hearn..12, Rau 3, Bases on balls
Rau 2, Ahearn 3.: “Hit; batter—| ‘ge oiton Gonere
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* COMPLETE: VISIT HERE “*}'“McCleary, 9,.L, M. 0 (forfeit): «
Mr>-/and | Mrs.', William :Booth'|.. Moose 9, /Rayonier 0 (forfeit),
id family have, returned: to their} “: McCleary « 9, Rayoniér’ 0, (for-

of Manager Ray Cormier’s home,

had marked her questioning by
Prosecutor Brodie and answered
some of Mr. Lewis’ queries-with a
‘snap which indicated a ¢cértain
amount of anger at his insinua-
tions that she must have known
of Leuch’s status as a married
man, during the four-month per-
iod she lived in the same -home
with his entire family. 3

She also admitted a prevtous
pregnacy in Minnesota caused by
her relations. with Leuch which
had caused her to spend a couple
of days in a Minneapolis hospital.
Lewis’ cross-examination, which
continued over to Saturday morn-
ing, also revealed that Miss Ir-
win has lived in the women’s quar-
ters at the Mason County jail
since the day of the tragedy, but
said it was at “her own volition
and that she was not under ar-
rest at any time. Miss Irwin
never looked at Leuch in the two
hours she was on. the stand, nor
when she passed within inches of
his seat as-she left the room.
Leuch hardly took his eyes off
her in the entire time she. was
in the courtroom, 1 age

Saturday’s. proceedings were
brief, court adjourning shortly af-
ter eleven o’clock until, Monday
morning,. after Sheriff-: Gerald
Byrne had presented the prin-
cipal testimony. The . sheriff
identified one telegram and notes
to five relatives in the mid-west
written by Leuch. The telegram
read in part, “Lena: accidentally
shot today. Holding me pending
investigation. Ben.” It was
addréssed to his brother, William,
in Staples, Minn., and sent by
Sheriff Byrne. The. notes were
written to relatives and friends in
various places in the Middle West,
one of them including the :phrase
“I am going away,” and another
the phrase “I am going to the
pen.” The notes, the sheriff’ said,
were written June 3, before for-
mal filing df the first degree mun
der charges had been made gainst
Leuch,.«: ° 2: 6.:Qy.4-7.55 URS Je a

‘ erat,
Moose-McCleary, No: 2. °°: ,
Rayonier-Concrete, No, '3:
A ’ canal riagte fl oye
Forefits were as :frequent : as
games played in , the’ softball
league over the weekend, only two
of six scheduled.games actually
being played.: ‘Three of the others

er

.| were forfeited; and one postponed.

The’ Active club wént on: a:cdu-
ple, of: batting’ sprees’ to plaster
lop-sided defeats on, the Moose, 13
to'1, Friday night, and the Shel-
ton Concrete Products, 2f;'to 7,
last night in the highest scoring

4 game of the year so far. George

“Vander, Meer” Merrick ~ hurled
both contests for the clubmen and
came near shutouts in each... : ‘
Rayonier forefited both its gamés
and ‘thé ‘L. .M. couldn't | field a
team last night, sa bowed: tg Me-
Cleary. by thé same route.’ The
L.', M.-Concreté; game of) Briday

ne at Coryallis,;Ore.; after, en- felt} g aiteet ss

ASvisitl with ‘relatives * and! ~
CA le ede’ as in i

Phe goth ‘Games Friday-.% te ¢ o.
ed pe Bhatia ae Nes Bc eek

"WOK avaiable, A Sy esate: |

Was delayéd:-whaea . the Held, was,

|than 11% inches from her body

out
drive into Poon

‘Len McGee y an
to left center in“?
was held at secong
rolled into the nites
the new addition to
high school building, *

The short seore;

Aberdeen LW.A,
Shelton ..... Knvestsvecoree BoD
Batteries—Maroni and: , Yak

Bray and Melin, Peterson...

‘No Grief Evident

Sheriff Byrme saiq he had never
seen Leuch show any grief ova
the tragedy, only seemed worries
about himself, ang appeared to he
in a deep study and didn’t desire
to talk much. :

Mrs. Dimple Norris, office me
ager for the Pacific Telephone
company here, said she received
the emergency call from the rte
home for a doctor the morning of
June J at exaetiy 10:15 a. m., and
that for the mext four minuteg
“the most frantic man’s voice]
have ever heard” kept calling coné
stantly for a doctor. She said
the company makes 2 practicé
of recording all e

The state also ay

ook
Oss
T who wag
L home the
| morning of the tragedy, both of
| Whom testified they heard no sho’
| that morning. Bearing out thig,
line of testimony, the state called;
deputies Art Byrne and : Orraj|
Spencer, E. M. Moody of tha}!
state patrol bureau of identifica.
jtion, who said they conducted’
| tests by shooting the death gun
joff in the death room of thei
Leuch home with Staniey Mac."
Donald, Portland ballistics expert;
which proved such shots could not}
be heard from the street: or from)
the Peters home. : ee
Embraces Daughter |. \:?
W. A. Witsiers, Shelton: undere!
taker, testified he had observed
Leuch throw his arms around on
of his daughter, he wags unable 4
to say which, and cry “I° didn’t
do it, I didn’t do it” shortly after
noon of the day of death. 4t
that time, the state had previous-
ly- proven,; no one had — accused
Leuch verbally or otherwise of
committing the killing, . . =
As the Friday. afternoon. testi-
mony began the state sprany one
of the major surprises’ of the
trial so far when Dr. BN: Col-
lier was recalled to the. stand and]
said he, with W. A. Witsiers,
Deputy Art Byrne and Stanley }
MacDonald; had exhumed the body }
of Mrs. Leuch that morning. to
measure the length of her arms, a
detail overlooked in the original
autopsy, and from that examina-
tion ‘determined she could have
held the death gun no farther

ee

by using both hands and holding
it upside down. Dr. Collier and
MacDonald said the examination
had strengthened their opinions the
eo wound was not self-inflict-
ed,

‘+ No: Suicide Like It .
,MacDonald added another point’
when he said he had -never exe
perienced a suicide in over 100
cases of his own observation com-
mitted with firearms where the
weapon was held away from the
body. He said the position Mrs.
Leuch would have had to assume
to hold the gun 11% inches from
herself was so illogical as to be
ridiculous and especially consid-
ering the fact the gun was wrap-
ped in a cloth. MacDonald and
Dr. Frank Menne had previously
said their investigations of powder
marks indicated the gun was at
least 16 inches from the- body
when fired. . fey

‘During the’ morning’ sessiott
Friday, Dorothy Leuch, 15-year 4
old daughter of the defendant,
testified she had come home from
school shortly after ten o'clock
upon completing an’ examination
and walked into the yard we
&' companion, Betty Duffy,» and
Saw her.father dressed in bis a
coat’ walking :toward ' the bac
gate. Leuch had claimed se
statement. to’ ‘autboriti¢s “tbat.

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ISTRATION (Both Sides Rest Cases; Jury ©
EULATIONS To Retire Wednesday With

Who. Have Voted Im Past | ‘

wt Renmarst nes | ! 5 Pe

gut ‘ 4 : 1 ° : 4 a

DS CBee ere »y ‘Defendant Takes Stand Monday In Own Defense:
(em | | i . ° oe

faportamt that eligible cith | C O M M U N I fi 4 Intimates Wife Was Suicide Because ae ;

ote th the ee tte OA LEN DARI Of Second Woman ote

Lots ‘in the’ primary elec-
ptember. 13. and the gener- : arnt Oe , Bhs,
ion. November Bei tal Bhyae | TONIGERG eit, club on Indications at press time today During the questioning’. of Trow:: “A
clowitg, ritles and regula- ladies night Program at Al- | Were that the jury would 80 into Lewis demanded that: certain do- '
gneerning « registration: of | - derbrook Inn, 14th birthday’ | deliberation sometime tomorrow cuments be turned over to the-dé»-
have +been,. outlined. : celebration of club 6:30 p. m, | tO weigh the evidence produced by fense to which the ‘state counte- Wig
person‘ over the .age of 21; ‘dinner, cards following, the state and by the defense in ed that the question had. been sete 1! ifs
‘hoshas:hot, registered since WEDNESDAY—Ladies golf, 9 jthe Bernhard Leuch first degres tled ‘previously in the: absence - of” : Rei
odor ident of. this reity a. m., tombstone tournament, | murder trial. i the jury and that the state had they.- oe
~ Shelton golf course. |. The defense rested this morn- right to’ retain three of- the Jetterss..°

ty’ must Fegisters ®.¢:
person who has become of | WEDNESDAY— Active club din- ing shortly before ten o'clock and mentioned by the defense for usa»

ist,register, “449i ow ak: ROY meetin 8 t d at el til Wed-;in rebuttal if the defense makes‘
hoe adie : &, 6:30 p. m., Hotel | court recessed at eleven until Wed- ; ir } \
ris or edo tae real .Shelton Final summer and | nesday to give both sides oppor- | certain points in its summary © ;
ier, ee eee valateua pre-convention meeting. tunity to develop their closing ; which the ante a ieee Thess ave
tern “ane er e WEDNESDAY—Reactometer at {Statements and for the court to | remaining etters, the staté saidi, iF
al 6 Reo Bes MT alized} City hall all day, 10 a. m. | Prepare its instructions to the jury, | were in the court’s Possession: +1, ay
as ecently Petr dasa | .to 9p. m., for drivers’ licease | se Mon. | Judge Wright said another discus- h, Ripe
ey: baie we ._|__ tests. ; days of | Sion of thet matter would be held er

erson, :who' has been: noti- THURSDAY—City council at proy-;'" the absence of the jury, «4 ¢

at, his, or, her registration meeting, 8 p. m., city hall | fe. Lena,| Court, adjourned: Monday afters.

Wed; because of. failure to! . . ‘ es : : ; to allow mem

{

¢ two j¥ears: must. re-regis- view the prem-

Redregister " Meese iia SWIM CLASS FUND ng = in. street -wherw My é :
ge

gerson who has moved from iresidence at 1221 Franklin street. Hack was‘cailed as .

‘the city'to recs keno eel SHY AS LAST WEEK |, Leuch himself was called to;One defense witness: yesterday tas
and. any. ‘person who has N) ‘the stand as the Monday after-| testify that Leuch had made am
from: inside the city re-gtrd ; {noon session opened and told, in!@pplication to him for a position
strict outside. the city ‘must y :

i DRAWS T0 WINDUP 225¥er to Defense Attorney Char-|0n the City of Shelton police force.
ter. @ *' 3 J jles R. Lewis’ questions, a brief|In the application the state em..

resident ‘of the 6 city or]: , history of his. life as a farm work-! Phasized the point that © Leuch
‘who has moved.to.a new : : seg er, later as a guard in the Minne-! Mentioned in ‘one place that he
y | $20 Short Of $60 Goal As Classes g highest monthly p

t should notify the cit as! j - |sSota reformatory, as an aviator| held the
© precinct ‘ registration “a pane En fice’ pian in the World War, as an/ Shot average for the last year of
” i

July 19,,1938," _— OFFICIAL COUNTY. AND CITY PAPER »

Aig

ads

‘the change of address. ee his ; Wnearinit ay * fice plant engineer, as 4 policeman | his Service with the St. Qlou@
person who ‘voted’ at théf\' with $20 still to'be faised be? lin St. Cloud, Minn, and ag a resi-/ Police force, ; bo Re ae
ection or since then is. reg-{ gore the $60 geal necessary to dent of Shelton. ee ; | This morning's ‘session, ending’ *
tie OF she rosa jnanged cover * transportation 8 ise Suicide Intimated |at eleven o'clock, : produced the f * ‘

ce. V oting once in ny $0 | achieved, ; the club-Red | : Speaking in a low but steady oo outright humor of the trial; Wik

eriod continues registrat on. } had reach- voice, Leuch told of the ‘events fee ieee even elicited 2 smile f

persons residing -withiny the Oday. 7: ; leading-up to the tragedy of June bn = when Defense- At-

nits of Shelton ‘must regis- utors include: 1, the point of his testimony be- one ews, called as a. ‘witness:
the office of the city clerk sesteeeeeeate, $31.00 | ing that Mrs. Leuch killed herself a i © ge, cross-examined him-
city hau, and all persons “u 1.00 jatter he informed her that he Was | vent . rBarc to certain documents
county living outside the “ye: 1.00 ithe cause of Betty Irwin's condi-; Which the state had asked him’,
ust register with the fegis- ; tian of pre -@bout. : :
(officer of -the voting pres edy -1.00 lt year-old 0 .,Thé courtr

m which they tives? 0%... George Drake}; :/ 1.0051 Stte and tic Wright smil

One Year Residence: {3 |. Modest, 20} i200" |

Se elittble--to -vote,-qerhote tae S56

be « residents , of ‘the -staté

mo for the period of one

efore the. -élection: * They F twicé h 1

be. residenta’ of ‘the county y: oon we 5 OO bite. nop

vs before the election and ; i. - 80 | twin. | in

te of their v p ” ” lean ic 2.60 Leuch stimulat Betty Irwin

'§ befo 5/04 sat Na Bi ne a | grief, apparent} awa

ati , 4th Totalization, Vedeossonece $40.50 se as EP 4 ring the heen

__-Class committeemen. feared the jT0om ‘to: find his wife on the Toor | angie in the

find “would not. reach ‘the $60 | with ae bullet wound through her was "a witness: 5
after nm récess

; : : heart. a
oak by the? end of. this week, = 4
Sens the classes. end, unless a} Leuch. appeared worn, his eyes} to of motive; a4"
{ will "4 oP t sudden speeding up .of contribu pr mgr iy ign as if from loss for Leuch which had}: 2
th Hy AUB tions comes to save thé day. Such |°f sleep, and his cheekbones stood | : roduced. when Dun-,,"’
} ey will then closed ; 2 Hope is held for the fund jast|OUt in bold relief on his face as; nt “
after ‘the Primary ‘election year passed its mark in a jast.|if from toss of considerable weight}: ' ;
aber 13, and then open again Pp oy but. except for continually flicker.

Ictober 22,:which is 15 days eer ithe nea time! ghmmttioe ing eyelids he’ maintained a strict

ithe general vintieiceat fF men‘ were, worrying: .dboutii,the {Poker face’ throughout: :the 0" | straight Jife policy on Mrs, Leuch +

Bae, “Y “Hfand, Class: Director Stan. Wyatt, “re trial'go far except for the jno- & fey -inuntts derore the ‘trapedy |
are les tn J ohnout lang’; fori? special | Ment’ he: described this entry: into at Léuch's ‘insistence and tm &pite '

, fevg *tio the bedroom: ashe: wag testifying | of Wilson's own. advice othat/3500 2 2%
a petted oe: Held from ihe witness stand yesterday} 1d. ohn phi CL fied vite
Tie e dx. mit ; Ne {¢¥ould be ehoug Mew Of Léuch! i ie

4 ieee es (Sena Aare a iin ealtsf onthe ninigs ots that oe

white shirt and’ tie throtrhan a oe suid? dha tte
hite shirt an throurhotit “Mi it Twin snd” she Fre

,


sy person who has moved from +
Side the city to within the city |
tis*and any person who has}

ot, ee Oe eae mean ee

SHY AS LAST WEEK

ved from inside the city limits |

a district ou
fezister.

\y - resident ‘of the

Sty who ha

{net “should notify
x, or precinct registration of- |
of the change of address. i

idence.

# period continues registration. ;
‘ul Persons residing within the |
4 Mmits of Shelton must regis-

‘at the offic

city hall, and all persons
oe seater living outside the
? must register with the regis-
tlon officer of .the voting pre-
@t in which they live.

One Yea

eugtvterto vote--persots
st be residents of the state
tinuously for the period of one}
the . election.
st be residents of the co

t before

days before

dents of their voting precinct |

days before

istration closes 15 days before |

‘ion, the 15
‘of registrat

ated: if necessary to make up | fund
égistration books ars sens. when the classes
and will remain so until: Aug-
27.° They will then be

b. after the

tember 13, and th
}- October 22,
wé the. general electi

tside the city musts
city or:
8 moved to a new!

the city | Near Closz;. Graduation Pro-

gran: Duc in August

With $20 stil) to be raised be-
the $60 géal
trans expenseg
achieved, e . club-Red
Cross swim class fund ha
ed only $40.50 today,
* New contributors incl
Previous fetal

ude:
--- $381.00
or 1.00
* 1.00
1.00

e of the city clerk

Kennedy

George Drake.

Modest, eee Ree,

Herbtitt Ge Nttgt
WON. Co.

| Harry Ca se
Y Quartfer

Re

er Residence. ,

Doroth
Toni: Viger: ,
Rusty Viger:
Kay Viger
ALL. Glenn _:.

They |
unty |
the election and
the election,. Since F ;
4th Totalization

Class committeemen feared the
would not reach the $60
by the end of this week,
end, unless a
' sudden speeding up of contribu-
closed ot gee Ae - a ee
ion'!@ hope is he or the fun as
primary by-naani Oe passed its mark in a last-
been Sie {minute spurt,
ons ays | At the same tim
af men were worrying about

days after clos-
jon books will be

goal

which i

e€ committee-

e+

Sra

lamber Approves)
port Of Sk

;
Sea

>
ats fy

ndorsement of “ta

lopment‘:df “the: Q) of
. 4reay* sponsored ‘by, the mt, |‘

Runners, was

‘bin ‘Ridge.
the Cha
Thursday *

m of

m

te smallest atten
Was ;out- for th
838 Was slashed in

, © ythe cro

ski", area.
fg #® ‘repor

7érs activities
'\Gene Miller

8 Only other
etary Harold
was @ mo
Tite to th
~ublie Se
fic _Telep

Tvic

asy on Water.’

Brewer

ne
nServation o

ant durin
et. and
rer

90urs must.
ep the city
»verworked:
‘€ Hours are
morning;
¥ daily.

JLOR Lt

WE

*

juntdentitied sai
with '

‘within a ¢

Monday morning, awh
get :back to.» j
fore his shore leave -ex-

‘erying: to

i.the sailor

béating a Thu
#@ plate. on the c A
he Hillcrest grade. :
‘coupe overturned! severgl
kafter, hitting 2 guard raif,
to rest..completely ‘upside.

I

t, tut th

-t

a ‘they t
the

‘In. Olympics’
on oe ae

evening ag the
business on’ its
da, fase:

tion inst my |
€ State Departinent |

hone com
Pass On + this
fional tax to users.

fund, Class Director Stan
announced ‘plans for
“graduation”
oe / August 12 in the
ling: ing when’ certifi

‘earned in the swim
Saving classes will be dis
| Demonstrations of first
| Boy Scout and
Wyatt's life 5
the H. H,
included on the

giv- ;
erce details will be

‘Mth Anniversary
| Of Kiwanis Club
| Will Be,Observed

tributed.
aid by
pulp mill teams, by
aving group,

inhalator will

project of
Ympic ski

ber of:Comm

July

dance of the
e€ ‘session, so |

Propor-
wd. Support of
was given

after |
t. of the,

Ridge inal od

‘ : , Celébrating’ thé 14th anniver- |

Pe teat Frome tary. of the’ Shelton. club, the

tear recorded in | Kiwanis club iwillhold its annual

Lakeburg’s: min-! ladies’ night meeting at Alder.

ructing hiny| brook*Inn tonight with a special}
ti birthdhy progtam. outlined.

; | Gov. Clarence Martin is ex.

tinned Aon pected ‘to attend, <although - his

city’s. oc- | 2Pppearance ig subject to his being

4 “fable to get frea of affairs of state

[ the evening.
under the direc-

- A chicken di
| tion of a committee headed by Mrs,

é to

|

ay P
, wih Oe

at seven:o'clo
desire to ‘hava
Requests {gs included, fol.
C, KE. Runacres. ; ;
"3 Several guests from the Elma
Kiwanis club: are expected ‘to af.
tend: the. meeting’ on the shores
of ‘Hool Canal, also: —
A couple. of carloads of Shel-
nm. Kiwantans will go to Cen-
be- | tralia Wednesday noon for an. in-
‘terelub nieeting this week: Trans-
| portation arrangements are hein
jmade by Club Director Claude M.

t cut on

a

y , Luck’s:' smile: |
ouple: of / minutes
‘his

to Brémerton. Wik yins F

“Phe accident occurred in front
of the duplex ‘apartments being
‘construct by, Norman , Ander-
£0n, Shelton carpenter and~ con-
tractor, and. he reported the in-
cident, being. a. witness ‘to. the.
Affairs de geh yous fom te oy
He said the -dar- flagged by the
sillor; was going 0, Bremerton, go
the‘ saitor: proba ly made fg shore
wave deadiine,. 2): yaa Fk
4 q

¢
Ai got

one

lost <ontrol of #
rSton County
urve mid-way {

bea:

| DRAWS TO WINDUP:

$20 Short Of S60 Goal As Classes

d reach- |

‘the

stand
inoon session opened
answer to Defer
les R.,
history of his ll
‘er, late

e

weu

12

self was called

the

wis’

| Overseas in the W

tice
lin

|

Plant engi
St. Cloud, :
necessary to dent of Shelt
is

21 Franklin street.<|° Mayor L.
to/one defense
Monday after-| testify that ,
and told, in{&pplication to him
ise Attorney Char-/| on the Cit
questions,
fe as a farm work-
r as a guard in the

{Sota reformatory,

Sulcido Intimated

| Speaking ina lo
voice,

testimony ba-
Killed herself

jing that Mrs. Leuch
fatter he informed her

ithe cause

Ie

}upor condition
‘ai Win,

Leuch stimula
~~: Svief,
j tear as he told o
;room to find his wi
; With the bul

| heart.

} Leuch a
sunken. an

ian of pregnacy, to
| Ye@ar-old Olympia
ette and tic

appa

of Betty

ket selle

rent}
ft en

I

ted a mo
Y wiped

Out in bold relief on

| trial.

No Cross-i--xamination
state declined to cross-ex-
the defendant, which came
urprise move to the crowd-
rtroom of Spectators,

h of the testimon

The

and | amine
be|#S as
program. Further | €4 cou

announced lazer, }  Muc

defense drew from
was stricken from
ords as bein

ed

as an adve

defense, was
own motion, w
Judge Wright.

So also was
mony obtained
Faltz, crimin
story author

emp

secution to help

dy.

to the

Wright 7

Many other witnesseg
many who had alread
under subpoenaes serv
:| Prosecution, were called
» but none added
ense’s cas

defense.
the def

Testimo

The state’s
testimony be stricken
attempt by the defen
Sympathy and as bet

ca

were quartered
ing the trage-

motion

surface, at least.

Defensé Att.

considerable

was

many of the

such as the d
it was wrappe
pers and lett

Leuch

Prosecution fo:
The prosec
ination broug.

home

the defense

mal applica:
ér channels. of the,
those, articles of e
-;over to. the
F Sad

hy

P

tion throu

defense,

part of the testj-
from Hollis. B
ologist and detective
loyed by the p

ny Stricken’ » *

apparent on the

orney Lewis

Play on‘ the fa
enied, access to or view of
rosecution’s exhibits
eath gun, the cloth
d in, and certain pa-
ers taken from the
and. retained by the
r use as evidence,

ution in cross exam-
ht out the Point that
had néver made for-
gb the. prop.
‘court. to, have
videncte turn

Hh

as being an
se to obtain
ng irrelevant
se was ‘upheld by Judge

rwin's condi-

which the 26-
theatre usner.! .The courtroom roe

ed to reconcilation ,
he gave up Betty

away a

tering the bed-
fe on the floor}; le i
let wound through her! @78le in the case.

Pppeared worn, his eyes
d ringed as if
of sleep, and his cheekbones stood |
his face as;
if from loss of considerable weigh
but except for continu
ling eyelids he

the | “poker face”
Wyatt | tire trial so fa
&@ special}Ment he deser
program to be held/the bedroom a
Memorial Build- ftom the witn
cates and ping, 2tternoon.
ming and life , White shirt

ing
day

,

that their

» including
y ‘testified
@d by the
also by the
weight to

made
ct. he

a brief

ty
ally flicker-
maintained a strict
throughout the en-
r except for the mo-
ibed his entry into
S he was testify
ess stand yester
He wore a blue suit,
and tie throughout the

DvD. Naex Waa
Witness yerte.
Leuch had mad
for a f

y Of Shelton police fore,
ip the application the. sta
phasized the pokmt that

| at
firs

Sits

@ smile

Defense”. At-

called as a witness
cross-examined him.

to certain documentg ;

@ state had asked him -

Wright smiled br
asked himself qu
Swered themes y= ssp es pe |
The. usual migtiona by the de e:
fense for dismissal of the’ case? 77"
‘then reduction of-the charge were’ ©
denied by the court. ;
Leuch’s in
Betty Irwin,

ee

ment of)

the first sensa tions

was called as a Ss
after the Friday. af

to strengthen’ evide
from logs

for killing Mrs. Le

been first introduc

can Wilson,

the Metropoli

pany, testified during the, morn~

fing, that he had written a $1000

| straight life policy on Mrs. Leuch C4

fs T€y, months berore the tragedy » '
at Leuch’s insistence and“ jn

lof Wilson's own advice that

would be enough jin view o

monthly earnings at tha
Miss , Irwi

spite ‘id
$500.

this acquainth
few months

and admitted
her. two of
his. ;

ht the
partly because
© her, and that

Idaho...
She told the court she would’ not
have come on West had she known *
of Leuch’s married status. . 3
She satd it wasn’t until: about’: ’*
September of last year, after she. |:
and Leuch had lived ag man ‘and | /:,
wife at a hotel here for Several ‘!S
months, that Leuch told. her he ;-
was a married man. She said it .
was then that théy moved to the
house at 1221 ‘Franklin street an
then that two of the Leuch chil-
dren arrived here. She said she
wanted to stop their relationship»
at this point but continued. to live
in the same house to care for the
children while they were going to4\;
1 + t .

school. :

Quarrels Began Then yr Ss
Miss Irwin: said that it was /.’
after her discovery of Lieuch’a - %
status a9 a married man and: fa« Vy
ther and ‘her resulting wish to-
discontinue their relationships that |.
quatrels rose. between them, » 7."
Finally whé&? Mrs) Letich end.
the last of the children arrived in +
early December: Miss. Irwin; ;

ed

Jasit 4
A sg

shé ‘teft the Leuch dome,:
‘ ‘gpSontieued: ore. Page Fourd

“Te bet >

ai
ah 2

ee


+ ‘ oneal) PD
ne 4a
Ni: Toy
« “9
rc ~ Jusgual 2:30 time with régular ad- j 7.
amy mission: prices prevailing. It will].
, AER; BiGre the Loggers’, first’ appeurance
y jibes at Home for; almost a month, “i. *:,
Yon : ‘A Slab Party) 4 :
FI ER HOT Manager Frank Tobin announc-
tha ed at last night’s ‘game that. he
vy has secured the crafty Al Pente- 4
iy URNEY cost, veteran: Tacoma. ‘righthander J f a:
&2 \ : ~ | who hag pitched  off-and-on - for - ~ SE RMETR ERT yr PORE G rremere
S26) ye yyte* [Shelton for. several years,,to re Rad fatten bo VT PSY Mt oes erie « Ake
' Return | the mound. assignment for the}! © Pee oe Ee eer ne Ee ata A RR
Ans apse Piney Woods exhibition Sunday. i nT PIN CYA if prin
| A giaabers ‘-}' Don... Richmond . worked»: 1as SU RPLUS IN SWIM 4 WIN es:
gous States BS | night's conte:t.in Bremerton, shut- | : 7 | New Clearing a
<'. Wing the, Cruisers’ out after - the} 3, ' t) Soy oe hte
balmy weather { third inning and - pitched hitless FUND REPGRTED { oe by fqiupment: Is j
ief to Al rfuer-! ball after the 4th. A shaky start, } |...’ a | tg ar R mest g] J
to. whe reached | however, cost: him the game when ay . : hee 'e. . fou r
be ister a three-}the Cruises - scored . one ~eaeh ~itr mart BY “ACTVE . CLUB ta mee G3 weing WY. LOW nh
ji the east dursjthe first. and second, then climbed] >: ee | a4 D 4
gered over seven]on the: portly ‘righthanden for:.suc- ota PRAT Lan LN 4 fet fe Demonstratlug the latest and
fd visited most {cessive homers by Earl Johnsoal . ojo. } ie ee oa ered an Re equipment. available’ for} 0). sh Te
6. i and Leo Taylor in the third, which Expenses $32.69. Below Donations; | lang-clearing purposes, Roy J. Only “95: Inches "
¥:, OF the : panty wal ay -tory ae — a Couple, . (3183.13. Taken In’ Against --L Kimbel Will hold a public show=4¢. .Year's Falk
and Ed Mun- sacrifice « S$ 'ay uug po 2 2 y+ : cleari F ST sty Rube 3g
betroit to pick |Stoerfel's single to rigat: dt any : Se AS Seen || at the Havens Dene. Dindes hatte he 34!
f diesel logying Continued on Page ‘two A statement’ covering. disburse-| miie i cathe " a i a ‘| “Upholding its -r
Lo: reach Shel. - ment of the swim fund collected} Mules out. on: thea Area ua road, ing one of the: nk
xt week. . The es, 456 Si iH by ‘public. donation and subscrip-| ne Gemonstration: will“; cun-: dry months of «
Deed Wo Dien Leuch Execution tion to defray expenses of the}: tinue’ for the next. two Weeks |) ov6 ‘July -of 19
in at "Mheeky — ‘*. {tenth annual Shelton swimming| ®nd will give those mnterested in’ | 9.95 inches. of. pre
di dealer. ° In- Due Friday; Gov: and -life saving’ classes - was. - re mes hike at oe ing to weather ath’
ta ai 3 : eased: last™ nigh i >" spee effi- Y :
om delivery of (Cased: last“ night by” the. Active ciency possible- with by the Rayonier
tne ,

thd Mrs. U..S.

A2 were — also
fty. a’
Fetvoit, the par-
e the Atlantic
wious members
& friends. Two
2 .New York
hts and visit-
peers trip to
by way, of
Pirough Ontar-
enjoyed mod-
they reached
f started ‘to
eltering days
them that it
ror home.
east looked
nth’s drought
caused con-
©ss conditions
foray poor

8 made and
@ plants along
@a either by
te troubles.
€ visitors on
phat business
St in: general
®ular were as
than those
® east, with
reatly’ in our

itt
$3 TODAY

‘employe * of
Qdy company,
three fingers

@ is _ being
Dspitak 2 2..,

cay a
\ 4 aye
PIRES
Wn ‘cigarette
* Skokomish
Case Resort |
vered by a
ished after
y half. an

7 rea
urges: camp-

year provided one of the big sen-
sations of this community during
<] 1938;

ed, without ‘resistance at the: home
of one of his wife’s relatives.,s. 5 if

‘Taking No Action

Unless ‘an eleventh hour move
is made by Gov. Clarence D,: Mar-

tin, the state will take the: su-
preme. price ..from. Bernard VW.
Leuch,, 41-year-old’. Shelton: wife

slayer, sometime tomorrow :(Fri-
day). F YR 8
According to news reports from
Olympia, Gov.. Martin conferred
with State Parole Board Chairman
William J, Wilkins yesterday over
the Leuch case, but took no action
to cither stay or commute: his
death sentence. It was predicted
from the state capitol that - no
such action would be taken.

Leuch was convicted last Aug-
ust of murdermng his ‘wite -.and
mother of his seven children on
June 1, 1938, in their tiny Frank-
lin street. home because: of his

Club, co-sponsors of. the aquatic
school with the Mason County Red
Cross,:7'3 ‘74 | sere 4
The statement shows ‘total col-
lections of $183.13. and ‘total dis-
bursements of. $150.44, leaving ‘a
balance on hand to:start off next
year’s swim fund ‘of ' $32.69, ag-
cording. to the statement.. »,: 2

3 . Broken Down pen
Disbursements . included . $22.57
for gas and ‘oil for the‘ bus; $30
to Don Groshong, bus driver; $65}
to Stan Wyatt, class supervisor; |
$25 to Merna Rowe, assistant class
supervisor; $5 for the public ad-
dress system used at the swim

?

H

Studio for pictures taken, of ‘the

melons used at the swim carnival. |
. A note of ‘gratitude was drafted |
by: the Active Club last ‘night to

love for another’ woman. . Leuch
was a former St.:Cloud, Minneso-
ta, police officer: and state . re-
formatory guard before coming to
Shelton, where he was employed
as an extra Jaborer at the. pulp
milk. ares: 8 yh beg

His - escape.’ from the *Mason
County -jail‘in late“August last

$:

He was free two days ‘and

successful in the emergency which
was faced this year in meeting ex- |-
penses of the swimming: and: life
saving ciasses, expenses
rau almost. $100 above previous
years due’ to failure of usual soure-
es to. pravide for'pay

all those: who donated! so gener- |
ously in ‘making-the. swim fund

which

of the in-

“tions
‘ Clearing tracts of land; f

~new land clearing blade is much

ithe land owner to

carnival; $2.50 to Andrews ented i

carnival; and 62 cents for water-| <

the new

equipment. Fe t
The, pubiic is invited and all
those with land ‘clearing .prob-
Jems are especially asked to
contact. Mr... Kimbel, ‘who |. will
‘be glad to answer specific ques-*
as to ‘costs involved in.

;' According to Mr. Kimbel the

more - efficient than the older
type bulidozer blade, as it elim-
inates the picking up of gravel
with the brush, thus enabling

pile and burn
his brush, u Shh ae
More details will be found’ on
page four. 5 amr Y % i t

bureau.’ ,. 3.4
There} have

fo pass, one. iy
record ‘wasiin29s

Wettest July

Car Loadings At . th
~ Shelton Depot “
aan,

—

If’ carloadines are true indica- |
tors. of business conditions,, Shel-.:
ton should then: be, experiencing
better times-now than it has for
some -time. » jo.

summer

Recent Rise):

rhighest ofthe

structo, sé Fe pe Fy
-*. Convention Report. -- - bo
-; Outside.of the swim fund state-

hree nights before being captur-

Morgans Hit 118”
«Degree. Heat In
* Inland Empi

By,

“fe
re,

part

Sua MY A eee)

meér, vacation trip which take§ in|
the Coulee Dam, and a. few. dips!
in: Soaps Lakes. gee. Sh ea Oa

into heat. which ‘reached 118 ‘de-
grees’ at Soap Lake during ‘their
ten-day stay at: that popular . re-
sort,, yet it. wasn’t as unbearable

ers who: go
ere, during
tweather to
of their
8k of start-
arene haz- |
ing at the

&

ba RAE

# smoking ig
ent causes j
and -urged
ial precau-
ubg before |
Stare

Sat | Y

PaRy.e

men jn a' crew engaged in sinking
test holes: up “to

on the gigantic . project,
gest man-made thing in’ the
today. + 4, cian ee Oe OE

‘'a"trip: to
abi Fay oilers education,"

the coast, -: Way pede; oi
» Mr.: and Mrs.' Morgan: have wit-
nessed the growth -of.Coulee. Dam
from the time it had ‘a mere dozen

a

ar
the present, time
When over 5,000' men are working
the -big-
world

in

« {r

recominjerids
the,dam site ag -@& part
a

Mr, Morgan heartily

a | ®:

eer
iv?

elegates

ment, last:.night’s gathering
Activians _ was concerned chiefly
with hearing asreport of thé In-
ternational convention at. Oakland
from: Joe Hansen and ‘Paul. Mar-
zi Shall,- two’ of .the- four 4d

dae

of

fér the Northern.
reparted yesterday that
ings are higher right now .than
they.*-have been for. some time,
thanks to’shipments of lumber by
local. mills, to pulp’ shippings - by
‘ayonier, to the régular trade‘ of
the Northwest Evergreen com-

ye chy Lan by 8%
‘FL... Ev. DeShields, Shelton ‘agent
Pacific Railway, }.
carload~+}i;,'

‘ye; sent by the Shelton club;

now: living’. in, Oakland,.. sends. hig
regards to “all” his. friends ‘here. ~..
hu Bory legs tA “committee of “Al. Fisch, Joe
~Mr.and Mrs.-M. C.) Morgan“re- Hansen and George Dunning was
turned to their Shelton’ home Mon-.; appointed’ by- President John Rep-
day .evening; completing. their. an- linger to*arrange details of a
nual,: Eastern’; Washington:’ sum-4 party. to be ‘staged” by- the

september * 6,
working ,on’.something -a- bit - dif-

Mr. Morgan: reports ; they ran. parties, it reports), . 34%

ag the 90-degree: temperature. of |.”
and Stewart El Semon,. division
sales manager; at New York City,
}Sales*in the Qrient, “were: visitors

‘1g8s Conference with local officials
of Rayonier /Inc,

yt ey

_They vreported.that- Art < Cole,
O.mer” Sheltonian’. and - Activian

stag
clup
“The ‘committee - is |

{ferent trom. the usual run of stag.{- Shipments of the weather-beaten

Sc Desa, (| Pulpwood: were” made over a per-

: er ree ery bs tod: starting. in .mid-May + and

Hehe dg, gy rere akg Toe gh phe Winding up. around the end of
Rayonier Officials: --7°

Intimate Improvement

fou B,” Morgan, ?

Seanad “

vice-president,

nd F.: C... Taylor, .in: charga : of

‘Shelton this week “in (a busi-

v.| pany,--and ‘to. an unusual. streak
of . business “created by shipping

that huge pile of pulpwood, which
Stood :near

quiam, °: |.

were ‘required

transportation of ‘the wood, wea-
thered beyond. use. in the‘ Shelton
Rayonier.: plant;

plant, where, the
the high'grade manufactured here.

:| July,
SKOKOMISH BILL

: Telegraphic
-here

the N.P. depot. to Ho;
‘and two carloads
to complete. ‘the

‘Two- hundred

to. the Hoquiam
. pulp is not of

«

DeShields said. .

et Fs

¢ PASSES SENATE

advice was received!
today from:-

for sihal: actiqn,’’
2.5% yb ory eT

>} & ny t

DIAPER Wee tr Prt aes
inchs hie 20 hsb, ss bs, Rasisinthneahcie aX

mums,.5Q degteés, ;
was consistently..w:

‘The 1939 rain tol
seven. months now:

record ‘for. thia-ar
48.66. inches,’

inches ‘of , rain ‘¥
driest. month ever
2.38. inches. of “da!

* This*past Juty*
tributed. over! efghw

se
S

and- four’ drier: July

just. past,: the
records” kept: “at.
plant show, .:
consecutive {July

. ‘i Fig or ry tu 38 ;
iduly -alsor'saw.%
, weather’

¥

SOMEONE

‘Some

Tg ty

€ Skoko-by ‘the two organi

River, . by passed ’-by Police: Chief Ray ‘Sth
the’ Senate ‘and now goes" to Bréegi-the ‘Shelton” Police}

fortunate “de
tends the Police Bal
Ox dance. pavilion’'p
evening will) return
a ticket to the. Work
Francisco, &
“* gedy That is thé: door

‘fat the Police :‘Bail,:
ticket to the Fair. af

, Congressman America, ‘an organiza
Martin F. Smith reporting

t

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ae wha! ee |
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{ = ed Lee

Of Fr" s
,

A {
we ans ~

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te-7e-7%$

‘p reine AGAINST COVERNIENT

® HK Ge

After’ ay
the West Side people are beginning to feel the slump
in brginess due to the paralysis of travel across the

Sound and over tie highways, of Hood Canal; and
some ten thousand people who are suffering the add-
-d costs or the loss.in business are demanding the re-
sumption of service. /

iA, a

'

In this instance the strike is Peay “against the
government’ in that the large Navy Yard operations
are worst hit, and in this the strike is on a different
» plane from the usual stoppage of freight transporta-

tion, even though the freight: may be:largely foods
- netessary to saeagesi farm products: and keep. seity |:
folks alive. : f :

-Hencs} perhaps’ the state éahnot do much but. the
government can step in and take over the ferries,:at
least to the Navy Yard, and draft the labor. whether

: union or otherwise; to. operate them until such time

as the company’ and labor groups settle their differ-

} ences; and these differences, by ‘the way, will, nol

; please the people if rates are boosted. .

Perhaps, if enough people are harmed: by: ‘this
-and other strikes over the land they. will demand a
stop to the folly of strikes on any but real calls for:
rehef, and requiring that a competent.and fair, labor |‘
boar d immedia tely take over any operation and carry |
it on without stoppage, Jetting questions be) settled |
later. This stoppage is costing the ferry. owners and
the workers heavily, but the general public is‘ losing,
more than it/will ever know, and im a-period when |
it can afford to los se. or waste no dollars.» -

iy? $ 4 x
a) ' 3 ‘i o f 4 4, ety *
{ A take hs vgs p ey F

3

‘ c 4
Me aa

| GUARDING AGAIN ST FIRE

‘

ob nr ee teal af .
Within the week several costly fires ave visited
this’state, and in :three: instances mills: employing
“many men have been destroyed by this scourge, the
, last, Monday at Centralia, taking the. largest of that
+ city’s ee industries, and throwing: its. men

t out of work,

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!

Be ds

‘Just now ‘the spelt af 3 -warm ind ‘hurtia weather
Hie calied for the general stoppage of all logging in
this part-‘of. the state,‘in-the hope of avoiding the
spread of woods, fires:-which. has. started up.in,Ore-
gon and mowing down timber faster: than all-its, slog?

bd *
' ara 4}. ia ie p baad oN - vA

‘gers, rei re pia
Veg

i When it is. ted isd that ‘every eee ig a loss to
ome gvoup and that woods and mills ‘fires add hun-
dreds to-the already heavy. load of‘unemployed, itis
the duty of every-man to act ag watchman against
fire, and to be alert i in observing amy ¢ case Which may

more or less Puspicious. Th yt eat

i} hth t

Pty
3.4

abs

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4 ‘
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ifs a. cee

HE GOVERNOR'S PROBLEM

‘

- IT YF erie le ia RW el —

Mason County recbivad’ a: ‘passing bit of notbety
} in the execution last week of a wife-murderer at the
‘Penitentiary, and ‘it‘is to be hoped that the lesson
“ill Le worth while’ and that some, years may, "elapse
cfore another such’ affair happens. rey,

t Pr this care, as in. most of those which’ call for
> nash 7 punishment; there: was’ the usual ‘effort’ to
ae abet pe governor. gommute’ the sentence for oné
feed and another,’and add gnother star boarder to
roe guard for’ life, jearadett :

é he G
Fada = “s0V2; mor
. Tr"! oO

'
‘
? ie

ib he wy

*:

wane ' ‘

‘and the. ambos lear have 12 tant
n n thei hands in such cases as this, and the
tt as canvassed, ‘but apparently with-
en uch oul be or new reasons why éxe-
Peay eg: id: he. rinwolied after, trial and

‘

pad i ‘ wy * ;4 4

* als memoers oL ‘toe party

ae cycler,

sa of the ferry: Pity ee, ton and

isiMrs. John ‘Hitchcock
-'| children,
,|Mr, and Mrs. .W.,

‘|Thursday for a short visit, and. to

Vi

about the* park and”
sight-seeing’. trips“ on’ “renvéa

Such.a reunion is an

Ol-
an-

ily; and this year, brought  to-
gether. relatives from Tacoma,
Portland, Harstine Island, Seat-
}tle, Bellingham, Ocosta, Shelton,
|Chehalis, Sunnyside and Cheyenne,
Wyoming, It is planned to hold
next year's assembly at, Point
Defiance Park.

Guests last weekend at the
Glazer home were Miss Maxine
Babich of Aberdeen and Bud Far-
rell of Tacoma. Joe and Helen
Glaser drove to Aberdeen Sunday
to take Miss Babich home, and
while near the ocean availed them-
selves of the opportunity of get-
ting. a‘ finé mess°of razor clams
ta: bring home with them Mon-
ddy: *.,-4
, Mrs. Nora
friends

&% 4

Smith’ and a’ party. of
from Olympia, «camped

day last. week, and visited at the

fington. !:

Bremerton Sunday,
{A party of twelve from Seattle

a. week camping at the old Wilson |
place at’ the south ‘end.’ Those of!:
the group are the present’ owners |
of the’ place, Mr..and Mrs..H.‘L.;
Knauss and two. children,, Mrs. |
; Ellen:
{Janet oeee ane two chil-
dren. :

:Mr.- arid Mrs, Paul Smith: and
the- children drove to) Sumner* Sat-
urday ‘to spend: a night - visiting
jat the ‘home of Mr, Smith’s bro-
lther. "They: expected, to leave
{Sumner early enough” Sunday to
{be .present at the Seward picnic
in Olympia. - Other’ members of
the picnic party were Mr. and
and the!
Pauline and Lyle, andj
LA, Hitchcocls,

from the island. :

Walter Scott: and ‘sons, “Walter |
and Ralph, drove to ons, Walter |
Saturday to meet and bring to!
their homes on the island, the
Misses Betty Scott and Elna Carl-
son, who came from Seattle,

; Mrs.. William: Hunt and Mrs.
Dan Varner and- son, Wvillis, and |
daughter, ' Dorothy, from Tacoma;
came to the John Mitchell home

j

\

take William Hunt, who-has: been
a guest at the Mitchell place since

-MILLO’S.,
uu MARKET

he. antes
‘GROCERIES. -.
FRESH MEATS |
FRUITS:

Pa hs f
f FINEST FooDs. AT. tNeD
.BEST PRICES -

en tey
a

“

‘hooosront ig i if :
The PRICE is RIGHT

"Why not Have the
j B E S TT.

Bylot: ri

¥

ea asthe hey ~

ee Then Vou' u Buy.

* Modern * }
‘coNcRETE BRICK

a ae Me

“shy gs |
oe baa

we? : 7
a ahi Lie “OF Bix. miLiiON™

MASON RY UN ITS.

? > mone eh ek Liat nen es

odie t

nual event in'the Hitchcock tam-|

overnight’at the Ballow Cove one{son, Garth,

Mr. and-Mrs, : Geraid Needham| ok
and the children visited: ericade 1 Le

arrived Saturday evening to spend!

Larsen and ,; children, Mrs. ;

of Agate wereat the Ja
‘home Saturday.
the Evans baby, 4
with them for a few

ve nd. Mrs. °
Al pees Mercer’a siateri”
Morford,: and hus

tld, and Mri and,

prander of ara
Ostrander. is, a’
school in that city Ye coors’ Bi
trander is

Isaac Pedeypouy

> F AWItT-

k short PR i

Seatuam
of Knighes
Sections o¢
Ica will ase
ginning Satur,
ternational con is
der, from August

An elaborate p,,
tertainment of the
their ladies will begin :
continue through Thurga

Péwiiliea Traveling *
» Together To S.F.

Expecting to keep more or les
in-\ contact with: ‘each -atha#
jj Sarcngont their trip, Mr. \.a
Mrs. Lawrence Butreli and cause
| ters Beverly Jo and Shirley, a
Mr. and Mrs. Clarence Grunert a:
left Shelton Saturdg:

eo

for a visit to the San a
home ‘of, Mr, and’ Mrs, John But- | pair Frouciay

Mrs. Burrell and ‘her daught
‘pected to continue'on south
os Angeles to, visit. her‘ notha

ii J. D, Farrington, for a weak

The Grunerts will visit fplaliy
near the Bay eaten Ree ae

Shelton ‘Bouiplt: W atcha

*

; Big Centralia Plant

“Miyvand “Mrs, Ha? "Brig;
Shelton’ witnessed the im ra
tire which . completely leveled4
large, lumber yard «in Central
Sunday evening: |; They. we! Re 7
their way home from visiting ‘T}
atives ‘in ‘Chehalis when” the sf
broke’ “out : _and they stayed
watch it: i Ke #; ie

ete Chief's: 2. W eek: :

Vacation. Underway, ,

‘ Police Chief and “and Mrs’ Ray: ta
‘wich began a two-week ¥3 cath
yesterday, most of which? th#
expect, to marge’ on} soit fe

eet Pee
bee

last: Saturday, back to ih
ihome in Tacoma-t* «- 4

Mrs; ‘Theo Waite afta Ao i
dren,:George, Shirley and’ Geral
ine of Seattle who. are \campll
at their sumnier’ home’ hers):
companied’ ‘Mrs, -C. :Ey B
and the children, Clyde’; ‘f-
to Pacific’ Beach’ for 2 ive:
visit at the home of Mg. ee M
Albert Otterstad. ! “The tpg
Wednesday fomithe ‘be!

Miss: Phyllis” movetee
spent. .a’ few. is.days /: 2 \
Hitchcock: last week, wea: x
onthe ‘east: sidé:of a
Walter. Hitchcock die the R
also camped , one ‘night ethere"y
the! beach; and left, ONL. ane
ferry ‘next : ‘morning: yaa
where they are crployease

Ben Lorenzen ‘is. working!
week :at. the Wer berger p place
Pickering Passage’ ante

Mrs. Arlo Wingert and the rs
dren, Lena and Vera,. returned’,
Friday evening.sfrom» Willap4,,
bor where she had spent a we
visiting her mother and ‘ot th
relatives... The trip! was’ m
with: James Evans who is ¢€
ployed ‘at ‘| Willapa. end ia
home every Friday.) :-

Dr. and Mrs: S. D. Briggs
| Portland were among the. gue
at Three Cedars Farm last pe

Jim and Dick Briggs of sy
visited Pauline and Lyle Hite
cock Saturday,?.’

County Supt. of S
was a ealler Friday. at
Glaser. home, *.

Mr. and Mrs. George

morning and
uttle Marte, he

th
;Mercer W

Mrz.
™

s recently at
Guest "Dick }

r inpa

ai ur

Mrs.

*
The, .Mercers’. Mjeughte


pdantary 3 et eee

“A Sse

2 The Gokiasi a a Vane

ay

For Crimes

Man Convicted Here = |

Says. Leniency Promised

If He Made Confession. .

Walla Walla, Wack, Ja an: : 30
U.P—Arlie O. Lewis, 29, who es-
caped from Missouri prisons four
times, was hanged at Washing-
ton state penitentiary today, pro-
testing to the last that he had
been double-crossed. a

Lewis, the fifty- second man : to
be executed in the state~ of
Washington, entered the gallows
room at 12:05 a. m., the trap. was

sprung two minutes. later and].

he was pronounced dead. at
12:19.. Thirty persons witnessed
the execution. - ~
Says Leniency Promised _ ne

To his last hour, Lewis insist®
ed that the prosecution. had
promised to spare him the death |.
penalty if he would confess the
murder of Jack Avent, 21, Port-
land steel worker whom he shot
and killed in an attempted hold-
up last September 13-in Vancou-
ver, Wash..In a gallows state
ment he warned boys and girls
to “think a long time nos they
tansgress the. law.” ..: syne Fa"

Lewis first’ went to prison in
1923. when he was sentenced to
serve two years in the Missouri
reformatory for grand larceny.
He escaped, but was captured in
1935 and resentenced. Last March
he was again convicted of grand
larceny and sent, to the reforma-
torr, from which he escaped a
second time, and was recaptured
in Fredonia, Kans. He escaped

a third time and was caught in
Turn to Page 3, Column 4

pt

Arlie Lewis who was hanged
shortly after midnight today for
the local. slaying. oF yack Avent
last September...

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* British” Tike’ if
Another Fort.

From Italians-
Derna Falls to Desert
Troops After Stubborn _ rae

55

Defense; Bengasi Next. >

Cairo, Egypt, Jan. 30 (P) —
British and Australian ‘troops

entered Derna, Libya, today after
Overcoming the fiercest resist-
ance yet. shown by the Italians
in all the desert campaign.
_Less than ‘10,000 fascists were:
in the town, but they had fought
stubbornly for. four days.
Derna’s fall had been an-

nounced by the British copier
| without detail, “

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aN To agrenge as gp Sony ete 9 ere:

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Slayer Pays-
High Penalty

For Crimes _

* AT

Continued from ‘Page 1
Ottawa, Kans., then. ee a

fourth ‘time. He was still a fugi-
qe when he killed Avent.

|i Pat Morrow. Witnesses Execution

Warden P.”E. Mahoney « said
“Llewis-made no. bones.:to me
|e: at killing Avent. He just. felt
he- didn’t: mye execution come
for: it. nies rene ek
Deputy. ‘Sheriff Pat es of
Clark county, a. witness: at the
hanging, - said. Lewis :: admitted
two. other crimes | in:: western
Washington occurring. about the
time-of the slaying: +. .-

» He said -he- admitted yidnee:
ing, robbing:and shooting Char-
les Null of ‘Centralia September
21-and also the kidnaping last
Labor day in Seattle. of : Betty
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Lewis ‘Donble-cross’
Statement Termed Lie ~ .

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demned man that he had been
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E..G. Cushing here today as a lie.

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promised or even hinted that he
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A middle-aged man, who said his
name was Andrew Phelps, came to
the door. Sheriff Compton inquired
if a young man named Louie had
been living there.

“Until last night,” answered Phelps.
“But he’s gone now. His name is
Arlie Lewis.”

“We have a search warrant,” the
Sheriff said. “We.want to look this
place over.” oe

Phelps made no objection. The
men went to work and from between
the walls of the room occupied by
Howard Phelps, who was also at
home, they recovered a radio, two
rifles and some ammunition taken
from the Hoover home. Be

Howard Phelps was taken to jail.
Both Sheriff Compton and Chief Jas-
tram questioned him. They asked
him what he knew about Arlie Lewis.

“Arlie came out here in August,”
Howard said. “He was in the Mis-
souri big-house while I was there.
I wasn’t with him last night, and I
didn’t rob the Hoover house. He

“Where is Lewis now?” asked
Compton. .

“He told me he was going back
South,” said Phelps. “That’s all I
know about him, and a lot more than
I want to know.  He’s girl crazy.
Wants a different dame every night.
He’ll always be in trouble.”

From among the effects of Lewis
which had been left in the house, the
officers found a picture of the youth.
This was immediately turned over to
Sergeant Ed Moody, bureau of iden-
tification expert of the Washington
State Patrol. Prints were made and
sent to many of the central police
organizations on the Pacific Coast,
along with full information about the
youth.

But the greatest hope the officers
had of catching up with Lewis lay in
the fact that they carefully guarded
the information they had gleaned
from Howard Phelps. They felt cer-
tain that if Lewis did not learn he
had been connected with the Null
kidnaping he would probably be writ-
ing to his Centralia friend to find out
if the coast was clear.

PHELPS was detained in the Cen-
tralia jail, as both Sheriff Comp-
ton and Chief Jastram believed he
had been in on the Hoover residence
robbery. He had been in jail exactly
a week when he received a letter
postmarked Newberg, Oregon, from
a Glenn Connelly. It was in reality
from Arlie Lewis.

The information that the fugitive
kidnaper was probably in Newberg,
and would likely be found working
at his trade in a printing office, was
immediately telephoned to the Ore-
gon State Police.

Shortly after noon of that same
day two Oregon § state troopers,
dressed in civilian clothes, entered a
job-printing establishment in New-
berg, as though on business. When
a slim, blond lad approached them
and inquired as to what they wanted,
he suddenly found himself seized by
four strong hands. He could have
offered no resistance for he was not
armed.

“I knew you were cops,” said Lewis,
“and if I had been armed I’d have
shot you as you came through the
door. Okay. Ill go back to Cen-
tralia.”

Sheriff Compton, Chief Jastram and

CRIME DETECTIVE

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N. Y¥. Police Commissioner Lewis J. Valentine examines cargo
of weapons confiscated by police in last year, about to be dumped
into Long Island Sound. About 300 serviceable revolvers were
saved for home defense in event of U. S. entry in war.

SUNK...

Sergeant Ed Moody drove south im-
mediately and picked up the kidnaper.
Nothing was said to him on the way
home about the possibility that he
might be connected to the Jack Avent
case, although the officers were sure
he was.

The officers questioned Lewis
closely about the story of his where-
abouts on the nights of September
2 and 12. Lewis at first claimed he
was in the Phelps home on both
nights, but, when informed that Mr.
and Mrs. Phelps had said he was
gone for two days on September 2 and
3, and again on September 12 and 13,
he admitted their story was true.

What the officers wanted was an
admission from Lewis that it was he
who had held up Miss MclIlvain and
Taylor. He had no knowledge of why
they were so anxious to get this ad-
mission, and not suspecting it would
connect him with the Avent murder,
he finally said:

“Sure, I took Taylor and the girl
for a ride. Isn’t the Null rap enough?
I didn’t hurt either of those kids.”

“What did you do with the gun you
had when you took them for that
ride?” asked Sheriff Compton.

“I threw it away,” said Lewis.
“Tossed it in a river on the way out
of town.”

“Then how do you suppose Jack
Avent was shot with the same gun
in Vancouver on the night of Sep-
tember 12?” asked Compton.

Lewis must have known he had
made a fatal mistake. He merely
shrugged his shoulders and_ said
nothing.

But two days later, after Chief

Jastram had secured positive infor-
mation that on September 12, when
Lewis left the Phelps home, they had
missed a .32-caliber revolver which
had belonged to Howard Phelps, he
lost some of his calmness.

It was the plea of Howard Phelps,
himself fearful of being charged with
the murder of Avent, which finally
broke Arlie Lewis down. In the pres-
ence of Chief Blaker and Prosecutor
Eugene Cushing of Vancouver, and
the Lewis County officers, Phelps
begged Lewis to tell the truth be-
cause, he said, the officers had learned
that he had a .32 revolver and were
trying to pin the murder on him.

“Howard wasn’t with me and he
didn’t give me the gun,” Lewis finally
said. “I did it with his revolver. I
might as well tell it for you’ve got
enough on me to stick me away for
life. I'll take you to the gun.”

On the way to Vancouver Lewis
related what had happened at the
Paul Apartments; it was as Jack
Avent had told it from his death bed,
without any variations.

Lewis led the officers to a garbage
dump on the Vancouver barracks
grounds. Fred Kelly, state livestock
inspector, assisting in the search for
the revolver, found it beneath a
tangle of weeds. It was submitted
at once to a ballistics expert who
identified it as the gun with which
Avent had been murdered.

Helen Nelson’s wrist watch also
was located by Lewis. He had thrown
it into a yard he passed when fleeing
from the scene of the Avent murder.

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had identified the victim as J ack Avent. Out went the dragnet, drawn
tight around every avenue of egress from the city—north, south, east and
west and by-roads; the Columbia river across which lies Oregon and the
metropolitan city of Portland; Vancouver Barracks, the historic army post
on the outskirts of Vancouver proper; and the airport, which might
logically be a jumping-off place for someone with murder in his heart:

But no trace of a gunman.

The police had acted in good time, but they were
sadly handicapped. Avent had rallied sufficiently at the
hospital. to relate that he escorted the girl to her suite
in the apartment house, said good night, and returne
ked in the gloom beyond the building
entrance. No sooner had he settled himself in the front
seat than he felt a gun in his back and heard a gruff

In an instant they had the story of

The print shop of frank Brooks, in Newberg,
Ore., where the fugitive sought food and work.
Right: Arlie Lewis, owner of the death gun.
Top: Patrolman Clyde Ruzicka who, with
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As he awaits trial for his life in
the Clarke county jail, Arlie Lewis
is closely watched for he is known to
be clever at escape. He has served
three terms in penitentiaries and on
one occasion escaped by hiding hack-
saws beneath adhesive tape on his
legs, ostensibly there to cover wounds
he had received when he jumped
from _a stolen car driven by a man
who, later proved to be his accomplice.

DETECTIVE

McGregor ranch just brought this,”
the deputy said excitedly. “There’s
blood on it. He told me he found it
yesterday near Kent along Highway
80. He’s already heard of the murder
and thought it might have been
chucked away by the killer.”

Anderson grabbed the garment and
examined it lengthily. “No laundry
marks—nothing,” he grunted with
disgust and shoved it before him on
his desk. “A blue silk shirt,” he went
on, staring at the deputy. “You prob-
ably have seen for yourself that the
manufacturer’s label is cut off. I’m
afraid this won’t take us anywhere.”
Anderson grabbed the shirt again and
spread the collar. “Must have been a
slightly-built fellow. It’s a small
size.”

However, the discovery of the silk
shirt seemed to answer at least one
of the questions over which the sheriff
had been racking his brains all after-
noon: Had the killer with his victim
been traveling from East to West or
in the opposite direction? Now the
answer was given with a certain
measure of accuracy. Kent, a dust-
swept small town, lies twenty-five
miles east of Van Horn, sixteen miles
east from the spot where the sharp-
eyed rancher had discovered the mu-
tilated body. As there was no other
highway leading into Van Horn, the
brutal butcher must have approached
the desert from El Paso, one hundred
and twenty miles west.

Anderson reached for the *phone
and_ called Sheriff Chris P, Fox of
El Paso. Informed by his colleague
of the few facts, Fox offered quick
advice.

“The woman might even be from
El] Paso, Perhaps she has some friends
and relatives here, and somebody
might identify her.”

Anderson eagerly accepted the sug-
gestion that the corpse be brought to
El Paso, and on the same night the
transfer was made. Lab experts got
busy immediately, making dental im-
pressions of the young woman’s teeth,
taking finger and hand prints which
were hurriedly communicated to the
F.B.I. headquarters in Washington.

By noon the following day, a mor-
tuary expert had worked a wonder of
restoration on the garroted girl’s face.
By application of scientific methods,
he had smoothed out the swellings,
injected color into the livid cheeks,
erased bruises and generally covered
up all traces of an ugly death. As she
lay there in a glass coffin, displayed

CRIME DETECTIVE

“T’m glad they found the gun,” said’
Lewis, although he realized it prob-
ably means death for him. “I hate
a lar. And there’s one thing about
me: When I tell somebody to do
something they had better do it.
Avent would have been alive today
if he had obeyed me.”

Nore: The name of Helen Nelson
used in this story is fictitious in
order to protect an innocent person.

NUDE BEAUTY

CONTINUED FROM PAGE 79

at the city morgue, she appeared
mystically alive, beautiful and allur-
ing as she had been before she met
her torturer.

During the following three days, an
unending stream of craning, jostling,
morbidly curious people filed past the
bier. Watchful detectives mingled
with the crowd, scanning faces and
spying reactions. Some of the on-
lookers thought they recognized the
victim, but when questioned they
realized they were mistaken.

Sheriff's men and highway officers
meanwhile were scouting endless
stretches of desolate desert highway,
looking for any clues the killer might
have left behind. They quizzed the
occupants of dwellings along the road,
checked with hotels and tourist camps,
hammered questions at the attendants
of filling stations, only to look into
blank, bewildered faces and listen to
expressions of complete ignorance.
District Attorney Roy Jackson, of
El Paso, and Special Investigator Roy
Chitwood, an experienced hand in un-
tying the tangled knots of desert
mysteries, threw the resources of their
imaginations into the hunt, but to no
avail. The great, silent plains jealous-
ly kept their secret.

| ho the days which followed—chilly,
windy days, with thick fog rolling
over the desert plains—deputies and
men from the D.A.’s office were can-
vassing the trail of death; the highway
along which the mysterious Ramona’
was abducted, battered to death and
abandoned to the buzzards.

But nothing new developed ‘until
on November 18, a letter was received
by Sheriff Roberson in Pecos, Texas,
elghty miles east of Van Horn.

The address was written in a fine
handwriting. The sender of the letter
which was mailed from Carlsbad, New
Mexico, identified himself on the en-
velope as Reverend Hall Pierce. To
Roberson the name had no familiar
ving. Without hurry, he opened the
envelope.

His keen, crinkling eyes had hardly
taken in the first lines when he
jumped in his seat.

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night of the murder of the battered
and garrotted nude girl, the Reverend
wrote, he had stopped at Wyeth
Doak’s Tourist Camp in Pecos. Though
he had been utterly exhausted from
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DOOMSDAY.

RIDAY the 13th of September, 1940, was but a few
eminutes born when a dart of flame pierced the
black of a somber street in Vancouver, Washington,
and the angry bark of a pistol shattered the heavy

stillness, setting in motion a series of events so sinister—

murder included—as to make even usually cynical
police admit on occasion that this time there appeared
to be at least something to the primitive superstition
having to do with the date.

To begin with, the pistol bark spelled death.

At the sound of it, tall, broad, mild-mannered, easy-
going, thoroughly likeable Jack Avent, 21 years old,
clutched at his chest and ran Sasping to the nearby
Paul Apartments, in the windows of which lights began
to appear.

To occupants of the apartment house who met him in:
the lobby—many of them in night clothes—Avent could

but mumble what was quite obvious: “I’ve been shot!” F
As he was being laid solicitously on a couch to wait

the arrival of an ambulance and the police, a young,

comely girl pushed through the small circle.
“It’s Jack!” she cried, and her eyes were wide with h

terror. “It’s Jack Avent! He just brought me home and had
was on his way home himself!” tigt
A police car and the ambulance arrived simultane- wes
ously, met
Police Captain Barry Reguse and Patrolmen Reuben on
Barney and John Mercer bent low over the recumbent logi
youth as the ambulance attendants lifted him carefully But
onto the stretcher, ‘ T
“What happened, lad?” the Captain asked. But Avent sad.
was too weak to respond. The ambulance sirened into hos

the night and the officers turned their attention to the in t
shocked, hushed little group.

"I've been shot!" gasped young Jack Avent,

staggering from his car, parked near the Paul :
Apartments in Vancouver. Left: Police forcibly ‘
remove the coat that suspect Lewis had placed
around his head to prevent “mugging.” ‘


They hurried to the morgue and ex-
amined the victim’s clothing.

“There’s no powder marks on ’em,”
Ruzicka observed. “That eliminates
the. possibility of suicide—even if
Avent had been able to hide the gun
somewhere.”

“Let’s get over to the apartment
house and have a look.”

After being let into the apartment
by the manager the detectives found it
was possible for someone to stand in
the back bedroom and draw a bead on
a person approaching the spot where
Avent’s car had been parked!

Could it be that someone in the
girl’s apartment had fired the fatal
shot? Had Avent concocted the holdup
story to shield someone?

“Let’s have a talk with LeRoy John-
son,” Morrow suggested, “Maybe he
can give us something new.”

They found Johnson was a bit ner-
vous when he faced them.

“It’s just like I told the officers at
the time of the shooting,” he said.
“We met Jack as he was leaving the
apartment house. He seemed to be in
good spirits. We went upstairs and
hadn’t more than said hello to Billie
when we heard the shot.”

‘Did you and Jack quarrel about
anything?” Morrow demanded.

Arlie Lewis: He couldn’t fol-
low the advice he gave others

“No. We’ve always been the best
of friends.”

“Do you know of anyone who might
_— been sore at him?”

“No.”

They learned nothing new from
Johnson. As an extra precaution the
officers decided to check the stories of
Wilba Nichols and Eleanor Wasson.
If there was a discrepancy anywhere
they wanted to know about it.

Sore hours were spent in locat-
ing the girls and questioning them.
Again they found nothing new.

“Well, that seems to clear everyone
oN pad apartment,” Deputy Morrow
said.

With monotonous regularity the two
officers punched door-bells, pounded
doors, asked questions. They didn’t
hope to find a gold mine of information
yet, neither did they expect the pa-
tience-tiring lack of response they re-
ceived. It seemed uncanny that no one
in the vicinity had heard or seen some-
thing which might help.

Finally they reached C. O. Dickinson.
His home is just across the street from
the Paul Apartments. What he told
the officers sent a tingle over their
tired bodies.

Dickinson said that he and his son
returning from a show had noticed a
car parked directly in front of their
home.

“I saw in passing that it was a Willys
pick-up, but thought nothing of it being

Deputy Sheriff Pat Morrow: He

looked for a man who talked

out

of

the alde of hie mouth

Billie Bowring: “Jack and
|! had a lot of dates but
it was nothing serious”

there, since cars often park in fr
of our place. We had been in the hot
about half an hour when we hea
the shot.

“We rushed out on the porch just
time to see the Willys drive off.
wondered then if the man in the «
had anything to do with the shooti)
but soon forgot about the incident
the excitement which followed.”

Here, at last, was something t
officers could dig into. A_ tangil
lead that they could follow.

Had the phantom assassin used |
machine for his getaway? Was t
the clew the investigators needed
put them on the killer’s trail?

The only way to answer these qu:
tions was to work them out. Eage
Ruzicka and Morrow hurried to ;
courthouse to check the ownership
every Willys pickup listed in the cov
ty. When they were finished they
nine names.

The first four owners establis}
their whereabouts at the time of
shooting. Then they located Ef
Thomas.

He hemmed and hawed and :
peared quite ill at ease. He coulc
remember just where he had been t
night.

The officers bore down on h

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er the court-
ok the witness
ceful night the
> holdup had
sy every word
edly expectant

isn’t there.”
vas talking.
osed to get out
ling this. Max
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on the stand;
elusive.

gang. But not

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p, eyes on the

idn’t do it. He
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didn’t leave.”
iself, confident
ailing.

igogue. That’s
né out...”

to the usually
rict Attorney
’ note. Perhaps
inkfulness that
opportunity to
. that a human
damaged. Said

“Your honor, I am convinced of Max
Uchansky’s complete innocence and
ask that his former conviction be set
aside, the indictment dismissed and he
be allowed to go free.

“J want to take this opportunity
also, publicly to commend Investiga-
tor Anthony Scanlon for the most bril-
liant piece of detective work ever done
for my office.”

Judge Donnellan beamed. “The mo-
tion is granted: Young man, I hope
that life will make up to you this
wrongful imprisonment of the past
eighteen months.”

At that moment, neither Scanlon
nor the newly confessed Kovarick and
Wisnowski could know that the con-
victs would serve no extra time for
the admissions they had made that day.

HAT was to come in the next few

weeks of August, 1940, when sus-
pended sentences were meted out.

There was an entirely different pic-
ture for the quiet performer of the
“most brilliant detective work” who
strode rapidly away from the little
drama of happiness. It concerned
another man far away in the gray con-
fines of Dannemora.

His name was Benny Amatsky. He
was stretching out on a hard prison
bunk for a good, sound sleep.

Read It First in ;

se 21) OFFICIAL DETECTIVE STORIES

ae up there

trove along the
‘ntralia, Wash-
north of Van-
1e aid of Chief
m,

‘ked = acquaint-
Billie Bowring.
me thing: She
serious-minded
‘lirtatious with
she had dated
young woman

on didn’t seem

investigators
ied in for the
ed up Sunday,

vould return to
ing, September
Centralia Po-

ef Jastram and
round in fever-

shot last night
Idup,” the Chief
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Avent case by
get this thing

with or

of Jack Avent had given the same
warning: “Take it easy!”

“Did you get a good look at the
fellow?” Morrow asked eagerly.

Null nodded.

“He was a small guy—not over a
hundred and thirty pounds. And he
talked out of the side of his mouth.”

“Sure as the devil he’s an ex-con!”
Morrow declared. ‘Most of ’em never
get out of the habit of talking that
way. And ‘take it easy’ is a common
term in prison.

“Chief, I’m sure the same rat pulled
both jobs. I think our best bet is to
round up all the ex-cons around here
and turn the heat on ’em.”

Jastram knew that at least three
former convicts were living in the
city. Two of them quickly established
their whereabouts at the time Avent
and Null were shot.

The third was Howard Phelps who
had been released from the Missouri
State Penitentiary some months before.
He was living with his brother, a
highly respected Centralian, and ap-
parently had made a fresh start in life.

But he fit the description of Null’s
assailant to a T!

Darkness had fallen over the city
when Chief Jastram, Sheriff Jim
Compton of Lewis County, members
of the State Patrol and the Voencouver

wisp gunman who had slain Jack
Avent and critically wounded Charley
Null? Or was Phelps trying to shift
the blame on his former cellmate just
to get out of a jam?

The ex-con’s brother was located,
= could shed little light on the situa-
ion.

“Arlie came here August 19,” he

. told the officials. “He said he had

been released and wanted to go
straight. He was a likeable fellow and
I wanted to give him a break.

“JT got him a few odd jobs around
town, but he seemed dissatisfied. This
morning he suddenly announced he
was going to Texas. He didn’t even
take his stuff. It’s all upstairs.”

“Chances are that he'll send for
’em,” Morrow said. “I think our best
bet is to flash a pickup order for him
and then see if he writes for his

* things.”

Howard Phelps was taken to the
Lewis County jail and booked for
burglary in connection with the loot-
ing of the Hoover home. Next day he
pleaded not guilty when arraigned in
Superior Court.

Meanwhile, ballistics experts of the
State Patrol and Sheriff’s office es-
tablished the fact that the revolver
found in the Phelps home had fired
the slug taken from Null’s body.

And a finger-print on the weapon
checked with a pickup notice sent out
by Missouri officials which stated Lewis
was wanted as an escaped prisoner.

WHILE authorities throughout the
nation searched for the fugitive,
the Washington officers waited patient-
ly for some word from him. On Satur-
day, September 28, their vigil was
rewarded.

A letter addressed to Howard Phelps
arrived from Newberg, Oregon. Eagerly
the officials read the brief note.

“Send my stuff here. Have job in
plumbing shop. Did he? Take it easy
—we’ll be back together soon. Arlie.”

“Now we're getting somewhere,”
Chief Jastram exclaimed. “He prac-
tically admits shooting Charley Null.
Probably wants to know ‘did he die?’ ”

“And that ‘take it easy’ line defi-
nitely ties him up with the Avent
case,’ Morrow said grimly. “We'd

better have the Oregon authorities
pick him up pronto!”

Captain Vayne Gurdane of the Ore-
gon State Police immediately was con-
tacted at Portland. An hour later
Sergeants Ralph Grenfell and William
Genn captured the fugitive at the
plumbing shop in Newberg and
whisked him to the Portland Head-
quarters.

For hours Lewis was grilled by
Captain Gurdane, Chief Jastram, Sher-
iff Compton, Chief Blaker, Morrow and
Ruzicka.

The prisoner was calm, self-con-
fident. Deftly he parried the officers
questions. Finally the web of evi-
dence tangled about him so tightly
that he could squirm no longer. Calmly
he confessed shooting Charley Null.

When two days of questioning failed
to shake the suspect, Chief Blaker,
Morrow and Ruzicka went -into a
huddle while the other officials grilled
the cocksure suspect.

“We've got to pull a fast one,”
Blaker announced. “Lewis is confi-
dent we can’t pin the murder on him.
We'll tell him we’ve found the thirty-
two automatic which killed Avent and
that his finger-prints were on it. It’s
almost a cinch he threw the gun away
after the shooting. That’s why he
robbed the house in Centralia to get
more weapons.” .

Would this subterfuge be success-
ful? Or had Lewis disposed of the
lethal gun in some other manner?

The Vancouver officers returned to
the room where Lewis was being
questioned.

“Fellows, there’s no need to keep
this up any longer,” Chief Blaker de-
clared quietly. “We’ve just found the
32 with Lewis’ finger-prints on it.
That’s all we need to button up the
case.”

“That just about hooks me,” Lewis
said.

A stenographer was summoned
when the gunman agreed to make a
full confession.

“I hopped a freight at Centralia and
came to Vancouver to pull a stickup,”
he began. “I walked around town for
about an hour. Then I saw a young
fellow and a girl leave a car near an
apartment house.

“When they had gone in, I went
over to the sedan and got into the
back. Pretty soon the guy came out
and got into the front seat. I put the
gun on him and he started to duck
out. I let him have it.

“Then I ran into the Barracks
grounds. I threw the gun into some
bushes and walked out of town. I
guess that’s all there is to it.”

Further questioning brought the ad-
mission that he also had forced a
Seattle couple to drive out of town on
the night of September 2. He robbed
the man, took his trousers and shot at
him three times as he ran down the
highway.

| =e was booked for first-degree
murder.

Next day, October 2, the gun which
took Avent’s life was recovered from
the Barracks grounds. A check by
Stanley McDonald in Portland proved
beyond all doubt that it was the
weapon which fired the shot that killed
Jack Avent. Also, Lewis’ finger-
prints were found on the butt.

Charley Null recovered from his
wound. Thus, only one life instead
of two was taken by the trigger-itchy
killer who wanted everybody to “take
it easy” but himself.

Billie Bowring, of course, had no-
thing whatsoever to do with the crime.
She, like so many other innocent per-
sons, was checked simply as a matter
of police routine. The officers were
gratified that no breath of suspicion
ever was attached to the sterling char-
acter of this girl, who did everything
within her power to aid the search for
the killer of her friend.

On November 12 Arlie Lewis went
on trial before a jury in the courtroom
of Superior Court Judge Charles W.
Hall. Three days later, after deliberat-
ing twelve hours, the jury returned a
verdict of guilty. Since the finding was
made without recommendation of
mercy the death sentence is manda-
tory. No date was set for the sentenc-
ing at the time the jury returned its
verdict.

(To protect an innocent person, the
name Ben Thomas is not actual but
fictitious.)

Heroes of the Crime Laboratory (Continued from Page 25)

process which I have already ex-
plained in this article, the hairs were
compared with some hairs taken from
Mrs. Larner’s head. They proved to
be the same.

We turned now to a chemical analy-
sis of the blood.

First came the test to determine
definitely whether the dark stains on
the handle were indeed blood. Some of

circles of precipitate form in the saline
water. If the blood is of animal origin,
nothing happens.

The blood scrapings from the handle
formed a white precipitate. The blood
was of human origin.

But there was still one more blood
test. Human blood is divided into four
classifications—A, B, AB and O. Al-
though the ‘dure is teo technical

There were now finger-prints, glass,
hairs, blood and, of course, the ham-
mer, which pointed to murder—and
specifically in the direction of the hus-
band. And by the brilliant and dil-
igent work done on the other end of
the investigation by County Attorney
Raymond Plumlee, Assistant County
Attorney E. N. Sasseen and Sheriff
Oscar Doran, the case was broken

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HE youth with the gun in his hand

was smiling. Slight of stature,

blond, not over 5 ‘feet, 6 inches in
height, his hair combed back from his
forehead, he looked like a high-school
kid., But the smile was cold and the gun
he held was trained steadily at the pair
in the car which liad just drawn up to
the curb on Allen Place in Seattle.

It was shortly after midnight, early
morning of Sept. 3, 1940. James Taylor
and Betty Mcllvain were returning from
a show. The man who had accosted them
had evidently been hidden in the shadows,
waiting, as they paused in front of the
girl’s home.

“You can’t get away with this. You—”
Taylor started to argue. A crisp voice
cut him short.

“Take it easy, fellow.” Slowly and
menacingly, pronouncing each word sepa-
rately and with a slight pause between
them, the man continued, “I mean busi-
ness. Do as I tell you and you will not be
hurt. Get back into the car. [ll drive.”

Slipping under the wheel and grasping
the gun with his left hand while he
steered with his right, the kidnaper kept
the weapon trained on the girl in the
middle of the seat. He seemed to have a
general idea of where he wanted to go
and piloted the car at a moderate rate of

”

KIDNAP TRAIL of
GIRL-CRAZY KI.

speed to a rather secluded spot near 145th
and Aurora Way. There he paused.

“Get out, both of vou,” ordered the
kidnaper. Taylor and Miss Mellvain
alighted from the car.

“Turn your back, Miss,” commanded
the bandit. As she complied, he spoke to
the man. “Strip down, fellow.”

At the point of a gun Jim Taylor was
made to remove his coat, trousers and
vest. When it came to his underwear he
started to argue again.

Without warning, a shot tore up the
gravel at Taylor’s feet. Miss MclIlvain
turned with a scream.

“Take it easy, Miss,” repeated the
kidnaper. ‘Nothing will happen to your
boy friend if he does the same. Get back
into the car. We are going for a ride.”

With the gun in her side Betty MclIl-
vain had only one choice. Taylor was
shoved aside. For an hour and a half,
while the car cruised through the out-
skirts of Seattle, she racked her brain
for some way to escape the clutches of
the fiend.

Betty Mcllvain, working slowly and
carefully, succeeded in getting the latch
turned on the car door but just as she was
ready to jump, her captor seized her by
the wrist and jerked her back again.

“Didn't I tell you to take it easy ?” said

Trailed over a wide area at first by his soft-spoken, easy-going manner in one
crime after another, the smiling bandit, left, suddenly proved himself a ruthless
murderer. The pistol, below, used in one shooting, was stolen in a daring

nocturnal burglary of a Centralia, Wash., house.

STARTLING DETECTIVE CASES,
February, 1941


nt but that would have had little
(Peed cone Chie neebebven ye whe tie, fea att
fie Davis dive worn tiaets,

The prisoner looked at them in won-
ler.

“Think carefully, Wisnowski, before
rou answer this,” Knapp said. “What
vere you wearing when you robbed
he synagogue?”

The convict paused, wet his lips.

“T had on an overcoat with a velvet
‘collar and a light gray, felt hat,” he
aid. Then he added, “From what I
1eard this Max was dressed just like
hat when they picked him up.”

Scanlon sighed with relief.

Knapp handed some papers to Wis-
iowski, said, ‘““You’re signing this con-
ession with no promise of immunity,
rou know.”

“Sure, sure, I know. But gimme that
ven. I don’t want nobody doing time
or me.”

With a light heart, Scanlon compiled
lis report. All the men Amatsky had
aid pulled the robbery agreed in their
version of the crime and in emphatic
tatements that Max Uchansky was not
nvolved. While Wasserman. alone
lenied direct implication, the rental
‘var records seemed to hook him in
vith the gang as well as the members’
»wn statements.

Two women corroborated the con-

Swift Death for

“inally he declared: “Yes, I parked
ny car at Twelfth and C Streets Fri-
lay night just before midnight. What
tbout it?”

“What were you doing in that neigh-
»orhood?” Ruzicka demanded.

“I don’t see that it’s any of your
yusiness!” Thomas snapped.

“Everything is our business when
ve’re investigating a killing,” Morrow
said.

Thomas’ defiance vanished instantly.
de seemed relieved.

“If you mean that shooting, I don’t
<now anything about it,” he said. “To
ell you the truth, I’d been out with a
voman—and it wasn’t my wife.”

An interview with the woman he
iad escorted to her home near the
2aul Apartments convinced the officers
that Thomas had told the truth.

Another lead had vanished into thin
ur!

“We're right back where we started,”
tuzicka grumbled as they left the
1ouse. “What’s our next move?”

“We've got to get more of Avent’s
»ackground,” Morrow replied. “We
1aven’t any definite proof that the boy
vas killed in an attempted stickup. It
sould have been a jealousy or grudge
shooting. If we can dig something out
of his past we may have the answer.
iis mother probably can tell us more
chan anyone else can.”

HEY drove over the _ Interstate

Bridge which spans the Columbia
tiver and were in Portland.

Mrs. Avent, they learned, was sepa-
‘ated from her husband. Although
Jack had worked with his father he
ived with his mother.

Grief and the sudden shock of her
son’s death were apparent on the wo-
nan’s face. But she was willing, anx-
ous to aid the officers.

“Do you know if Jack ever had any
rouble; anyone ever threaten him?”
Morrow asked.

“No, I’m sure nothing like that ever
iappened,” she said. “He was so big
that no one picked on him, and he was
very casy to get along with.”

“Ylow about the girls he went with?
did he ever quarrel with them?”

“Jack wasn’t that serious about
girls,’ Mrs. Avent said. “If he had
fallen in love and had any trouble I
<now he would have told me about
it.

Further questioning revealed noth-
ing of value and, after obtaining the
address of the dead boy’s father, Mor-
‘ow and Ruzicka left.

But Avent could add nothing to what
the officers already had learned. He
did, however, tell them that Jack pre-

38

viet’ tales, And the fact that all per-
peters Deeded Peaveh  Deeeae teegot tpeant
carefully and questioned separately
absolutely prevented the possibility of
trumped-up stories for any conceivable
reason.

Wisnowski’s dramatic confession,
then, had proved finally that witnesses
could have been mistaken when they
pointed to Max as one of the bandits.
As Scanlon finished the report, dated
July 25, 1940, he thought of a smiling
youngster who still toiled out the long
days far north in Dannemora.

The law is the most inexorable work
of man, his own creation which saves
so many and sometimes crushes hap-
less, guiltless victims. How much
longer would it take to correct this
miscarriage of justice—if such the
courts pronounced it? Max had been
in prison for a year and a half. It
could take many weeks.

But anyone who thought so reck-
oned without the slashing energy of
District Attorney Dewey.

Scanlon’s report had been on
Dewey’s desk only a brief time when
crackling orders set intricate legal
machinery to work. A technical motion
for a new trial in the case of the State
of New York versus Max Uchansky
was rushed to the court calendar and
advanced for speedy action.

While a buch lay over the court
teres, Phot tter Poeowcrt beds Covoke Chie wittrens
stand and told of the fateful night the
spoils of the synagogue holdup had
been split. Following her every word
and move were the excitedly expectant
Max and Lucy.

“.. . but this boy wasn’t there.”

Then Sig Wisnowski was talking.

“So even if I am supposed to get out
in a week or so I’m telling this. Max
Uchansky wasn’t with us.”

Millan Kovarick was on the stand;
Mal who had been so elusive.

“Yes, Sir. I was in the gang. But not
this fellow Uchansky .. .”

Lucy stepped up, exactly as she had
so long before. Head up, eyes on the
judge, she said clearly:

“I know my brother didn’t do it. He
told me he didn’t. I saw him at home
that night earlier. He didn’t leave.”

And finally, Max himself, confident
as always in right prevailing.

“IT didn’t rob the synagogue. That's
why I knew they'd let me out... .”

“All right, Max.” Into the usually
ringing tone of District Attorney
Dewey there crept a new note. Perhaps
it was inspired by a thankfulness that
Justice was given the opportunity to
correct her own mistake, that a human
eed was not irreparably damaged. Said

e:

"Your honer, Tam eonvinced of Max
Llc dictvoty y's ceeneepetertes  Tnepnentvespees cated
ash that his former conviction be set
aside, the indictment dismissed and he
be allowed to go free.

“IT want to take this opportunity
also, publicly to commend Investiga-
tor Anthony Scanlon for the most bril-
liant piece of detective work ever done
for my office.”

Judge Donnellan beamed. “The mo-
tion is granted. Young man, I hope
that life will make up to you this
wrongful imprisonment of the past
eighteen months.”

At that moment, neither Scanlon
nor the newly confessed Kovarick and
Wisnowski could know that the con-
victs would serve no extra time for
the admissions they had made that day.

HAT was to come in the next few

weeks of August, 1940, when sus-
pended sentences were meted out.

There was an entirely different pic-
ture for the quiet performer of the
“most brilliant detective work” who
strode rapidly away from the little
drama of happiness. It concerned
another man far away in the gray con-
fines of Dannemora.

His name was Benny Amatsky. He
was stretching out on a hard prison
bunk for a good, sound sleep.

This Courting Jack (Continued from Page 21) ogriciai DETECTIVE STORIES

viously had worked at Bonneville Dam.

Early the next morning the officers
went to Cascade Locks, Oregon, to
question persons there who had known
the youth when he worked on the
dam.

They found several, but none could
offer any explanation for the attack
which cost his life.

There was nothing for the officers to
do but return to Vancouver, no nearer
a solution than when they had taken
over the case.

“We checked about every angle of a
jealousy or grudge-shooting motive
and found nothing,” Morrow said, “so
maybe we better see what we can do
with the holdup idea.”

B icici overlooked nothing in check-
ing the robbery theory.

With the cooperation of the Van-
couver Barracks authorities they went
over the possibility that a_ soldier
might have deserted his post, attempt-
ed to steal Avent’s car for a getaway
and shot the youth when he was sur-
prised in the act.

But none of the soldiers had “gone
over the hill’ during the past few
weeks. None even had been “AWOL”
at the time of the shooting.

A thorough check also was made of
CCC camps in the county, but no de-
serters had been reported from these
points.

Law enforcement authorities up and
down the Pacific Coast were asked to
search for a .32 caliber automatic
pistol from which the lethal bullet
had been fired.

Morrow and Ruzicka haunted pawn-
shops in Vancouver and near-by Port-
land in the hope that they could lo-
cate the weapon. Every gun of that
type was checked by Stanley Mc-
Donald, ballistics expert of the Mult-
nomah County Sheriff’s Office in the
Oregon metropolis.. But none of the
pawned weapons checked with riflings
on the death bullet.

“We’re on a merry-go-round,” Ru-
zicka commented wryly as they were
going over the case in the vain hope
of finding some point they had over-
looked previously. “We cover a lot
of ground but we always come back
to the same place. What do we do
now?”

“Clyde, we can’t find anything to
substantiate the holdup theory,” Mor-
row said. “I still think Avent was
shot for some other reason.

“But we’ve gone into his background
as thoroughly as possible. The kid’s
past is as clean as a whistle.”

“How about his girl friend?” the
Deputy asked. “She came here from

Centralia. Let’s take a trip up there
and have a look around.”

Next morning they drove along the
Pacific Highway to Centralia, Wash-
ington, some 90 miles north of Van-
couver, and enlisted the aid of Chief
of Police Milton Jastram.

Carefully they checked acquaint-
ances of the attractive Billie Bowring.
Everybody said the same thing: She
was an_ intelligent, serious-minded
girl; never had been flirtatious with
boys, though naturally she had dated
as often as the average young woman
of her age.

The key to the solution didn’t seem
to be in Centralia the investigators
agreed when they turned in for the
night. If nothing turned up Sunday,
the following day they would return to
Vancouver.

Early the next morning, September
22, they walked into Centralia Po-
lice Headquarters. Chief Jastram and
his assistants bustled around in fever-
ish activity.

“Charley Null was shot last night
during an attempted holdup,” the Chief
said. ‘“He’s in such bad shape that we
can’t question him. You fellows will
have to work on the Avent case by
yourselves until we get this thing
cleared up.”

“We’re almost through with our
checking here,” Morrow said. “But
this shooting might possibly have some
connection with our case. If you don’t
mind, Chief, we’ll stick around for
more details.”

When Chief Jastram received the
bullet which had been taken from
Null’s ribs, he said:

“This seems to blast the possibility
that the man who shot Null is the one
you want. This is a_ twenty-two
bullet.”

“Looks like it,’ Morrow agreed.
“The killer we want used a thirty-
two.”

Buz when the Centralia officers were
permitted to question Null, Ruzicka
and Morrow went with them. They
found him weak but able to speak
distinctly.

“Can you tell us what happened
Charley?” Chief Jastram asked.

“T was walking to my car,” Null said
slowly, “when this guy popped out
from behind a building and put a
gun on me. I tried to run away and
he shot me in the back.”

“Did he say anything to you at any
time?” Jastram continued.

“All I can remember is ‘Take it
easy!’ ”

The Vancouver officers could hardly
believe their ears. The phantom slayer

of Jack Avent had given the same
warning: “Take it easy!”

“Did you get a good look at the
fellow?” Morrow asked eagerly.

Null nodded.

“He was a small guy—not over a
hundred and thirty pounds. And he
talked out of the side of his mouth.”

“Sure as the devil he’s an ex-con!”
Morrow declared. “Most of ’em never
get out of the habit of talking that
way. And ‘take it easy’ is a common
term in prison.

“Chief, I’m sure the same rat pulled
both jobs. I think our best bet is to
round up all the ex-cons around here
and turn the heat on ’em.”

Jastram knew that at least three
former convicts were living in the
city. Two of them quickly established
their whereabouts at the time Avent
and Null were shot.

The third was Howard Phelps who
had been released from the Missouri
State Penitentiary some months before.
He was living with his brother, a
highly respected Centralian, and ap-
parently had made a fresh start in life.

But he fit the description of Null’s
assailant to a T!

Darkness had fallen over the city
when Chief Jastram, Sheriff Jim
Compton of Lewis County, members
of the State Patrol and the Vancouver
investigators converged on the Phelps
home.

They found Howard Phelps there.
He vigorously denied knowing any-
thing about either shooting.

“IT wouldn’t be crazy enough to get
mixed up in any funny business
again,” he declared. “I've been going
straight—no more stir for me.”

But the officers weren’t passing up
any bets. They searched the ex-
convict’s room thoroughly. Hidden
under some clothing in his trunk they
discovered two rifles and a .22 caliber
revolver!

“Looks like you're hooked!” Jast-
ram said. “This is the same caliber
gun as the one which shot Charley
Null.”

Phelps trembled, his face turned a
sickly gray.

“Those guns aren't mine,” he
whined. “Arlie stole ’em from Joe
Hoover’s house. He put ’em in the
trunk. I haven't even touched 'em.”

“Who’s this Arlie guy?” Sheriff
Compton asked.

“Arlie Lewis,” returned the fright-
ened Phelps. “He was a cellmate of
mine in the Missouri pen.”

“Where is he now?”

“As far as I know he’s on his way
to Texas,” Phelps said.

Was Lewis actually the will-o’-the-

OoD—12

LEWIS, Arle, white, hanged WASP (Clark) January 30, 1941.

BLOODY JINX

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By FLOYD M. COPELAND

"It's Jack!" she screamed. "See him

lying on the sidewalk. He's hurt!"
Specially posed.

*

CONFIDENTIAL DETECTIVE, June, 1943


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The explosion came from the
street and sounded near. The three
girls and the young man ran to
the window. d

“It’s Jack!” Billie screamed. “See
him lying on the sidewalk. He’s
hurt,5.°%

The girl flew across the room and
down the steps, followed by her
two roommates and the young man.

“Jack... Jack... are you hurt?
What happened?”

The young man’s eyes opened to
look at the girl kneeling by his side.
A weak smile was forced to the.
corners of his lips, but as he open-
ed his mouth to speak, a pink foam
bubbled from his mouth and ran
down his chin. Then, like a pricked
balloon, the young man collapsed
completely.

A siren wailed down the street.
A car-screeched to a sudden stop.

Police Officers Rueben Barney, |
John Mercer and Clyde Ruzicka
piled out.

“What happened?” Ruzicka de-
manded of the group.

A babble of voices gave him the
answer.

A second siren screamed and an
ambulance pulled up to.a halt in
the center of the street. A driver
and doctor joined the growing
crowd. ‘.

The doctor bent over the boy.
“Still alive,” he announced. “We'll
get him to the hospital right away.”

“Better go along,” Ruzicka told
Mercer. “The kid might say some-
thing.”

Mercer climbed into the ambu-
lance with the doctor and crouched
beside the boy while the driver
whirled the machine away with
the siren throbbing in the quiet
night.

“Okay, now who knows anything
about this?” Ruzicka asked the
crowd. He selected the girl, Billie,
and her three friends to give him
the story.

‘Ruzicka was on the. Vancouver,
Washington, police force. As he
drew out a notebook to record the
information on the shooting, he
noted that it was twenty-six min-
utes after twelve on the morning
of Saturday, September 14, 1940.

His questions brought the an-
swers that the boy who had been
shot was named Jack Avent. He
lived in the neighboring city of
Portland, Oregon, with his mother
and had been visiting his girl
friend. :

Billie sobbed convulsively as Ru-
zicka placed his questions, She said
that she and Avent had gone to a
picture show. They stopped for an
ice cream soda and had driven to
her apartment. “Jack saw me to
the door and then went’ on back
to his car. We were going to meet
in the morning and go for a ride.”

Ruzicka turned to the others.
“We met Jack on the way in,” the
young man said. “We wanted him

26

may as well

ARLIE LEWIS: "Show me the gun
- and tell me where you found it and
1 will confess. If you can't, ° you

turn me_ loose.”

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ment befor
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was shot. L
you came
house?”
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to come back with us but he said
he was tired and wanted to get
home. It’s quite a little drive back
to Portland.”

Ruzicka thoughtfully tapped his
front--teeth with a thumb —nail.
“You met Avent right here in the
foyer of the apartment?” he asked
the young man. “When did you
hear the shots?”

sneha el je San she wn Relic te ik stance

“After we were in the apart-
ment.”

“How long after?”

“Just a few seconds. We said
hello to Billie, and then we heard
the shots and ran to the window.”

“Did you see anyone?”

“No one, except Jack sprawled
on the sidewalk.”

Ruzicka said slowly: “You walk-


apart-

- ed upstairs and into the apart-

ment before you heard the shots
—yet,; Avent had only to go out the

‘door and cross the sidewalk to get

into his car. He had not. even
reached his car when he was shot.
Don’t you think it would take

‘longer to walk upstairs than to

just cross the sidewalk?”

“Why, I guess it would. I don’t
-know what Jack could have
been...”

More to himself than the others,
Ruzicka said: “He must.have met
someone. They stood theré talking
for a few minutes before Avent
was shot. Did you see anyone when
you came into the apartment
house?”

The young man shook his head.
“J don’t think so.”

“You don’t think so,” Ruzicka
repeated the statement, and snap-
ped: “Either you did, or you did-
n’t.”

“What I meant was, I don’t re-

call seeing anyone. We got out of

my car and were laughing and
talking. Somebody could have been
hiding in the shadows and I would-

_n’t have noticed.”

Ruzicka turned to Billie. “What
is the name of your other boy

friend?”

Billie’s eyes widened, surprised.
“Why, I haven’t .

“You haven’t any hee ‘ boy
friend than Avent? How about be-
fore he came along?”

Billie explained that she: had
only recently moved to Vancouver.
She had met no one else ‘with
whom she had gone out, other than
Avent.

“How about the boys in the home
town?”

Billie gave him the names of
several young men, declaring that
none of them could be classed as
sweethearts. “They are just boys
I went out with—nothing serious.”

“Not serious enough for one of
them to bump off this Avent for
beatirig their time?”

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“Gracious, no. And as far as Jack.

and I are concerned, we are only
good friends. We go out, and that
sort of. thing, but we aren’t en-
gaged. ”

Ruzickaturned to the two room-

, mates for confirmation and found
it.

Patrolman Barney pushed
through the doors and came up to
Ruzicka. “I got a hot one. Some
people across the street heard the
shooting. They looked out and saw
a@ green Willys truck start up and
speed away right after the shots
were fired.”

“Did they see who was in it?”

“Not exactly. But this man came
home about a half-hour before and
he saw the truck parked there. It
was right in front of his house.
He wondered who it was and look-
ed at it and he thinks a man and
woman were in it.”

“Man and woman, huh?” Ruzicka
grunted. His eyes narrowed. “Did

(Continued on page 52)

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dinddw.? oe a could the police trap the phantom was sheer luck

Bm whose blazing bullets ended _ this that he was
prawled <n ‘ man's life? around when the

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56 HEADQUARTERS DETECTIVE

the silver wristwatch. It seemed to
fascinate him. “Okay, copper,” he
said in a boastful voice. “I’m the guy
you want. I stopped those two kids

oing up to the top of Castle Rock.

ure, I had a map of that rock and
this map said there was gold there.
My kid brother and Lavasseur and I
came here to see if we could find the
gold. We been ages > over the
country and they picked us up in
Denver as vagrants and put us in the
jug. We got out and came here. My
kid brother and Lavasseur had nothing
to do with the murder.

“I was alone when I saw them kids
coming up the hill. They got half way
up and I said to myself, ‘Those fools
will start fooling around here and
maybe jam our plan to see if there is
any gold.’ So I made them give me
their money. I got thinking that it
would be easy to push them off that
cliff. I made them walk up to the top.
I pushed the little kid off first. He
didn’t holler. Maybe, he didn’t know
what was happening. I felt kinda sor-
ry for the older kid. He did a lot of
hollering, but I pushed him over any-
way. My kid brother and Lavasseur
weren’t with me when I did this. They
heard the hollering and came up after
it was over and I told them some kid

got scared, but didn’t say anything ©

ore.
Neither Sheriff Vincent nor District
Attorney Simmon had anything to say

when Wymer completed his confes-
sion. It was such a calloused tale of
sheer brutality that these hardened
police officers had nothing to ask the
strange young killer.

Wymer was charged with first de-
gree murder, charged with the mur-
der of Milo Flindt. The Mattas mur-
der was held in abeyance in case
anything happened with the first
charge. No charges were made against
the fourteen-year-old brother of Wy-
mer or the thirteen-year-old Lavas-
seur. They were returned to Denver
and placed in charge of the Juvenile
Court.

Then overnight the case of William
Wymer and the two murdered boys
became a nation-wide news story. The
citizens of Golden, smarting under
their fury at the brutal murder of two
little boys, suddenly found themselves
and the town the center of a national
argument. They were dumbfounded
to learn that from all over the coun-
try came charges that an injustice
was being done to the killer of the
two boys. Maudlin sympathizers of
crooks from all parts of the country
began to scream that there was no
such thing as a bad boy. And that
William Wymer was simply a mis-
understood and terribly abused youth,
who should not be charged with
murder.

This furore received considerable
impetus on the arrival at Golden of

Father Flanagan, head of the famous
boys’ colony in Nebraska. Father
Flanagan talked with William Wymer.
Wymer told him: “If I was with my
father now I wouldn’t be in this
trouble. I’d be bg in Toledo. My
ma tried to look out for me—having
me go out by myself to look for jobs
and telling me what I shouldn’t do.”

Father Flanagan, on hearing this,
announced that in every boy there 1s
good and that if hep Sem would only
be allowed to go to ,
colony he would, in a short time, be
a normal and happy boy.

Wymer’s grandmother had a differ-
ent story to tell. “It started back in
Peoria,” the grandmother said. “Wil-
liam fell and hit his head. After that
he would get excited, go to pieces, and
act funny. He had a mania for killing.
He killed chickens and cats all the
time. Four years ago he lost his mem-
ory for six months. The boy is not
mentally responsible and nothing will
do him any good—unless it 1s an
operation. An maybe it is too late
for that.”

District Attorney Simmon,isn’t pay-
ing much attention to the furore the
arrest of William Wymer is causing
over the country. :

His only answer is: “Let Wymer. be
tried first. He is charged with first
degree murder, and he has to stand
his trial the same as any murderer.”

The residents of Golden echo this.

HEADQUARTERS

DETECTIVE

nothing for Taylor to do except obey.
At 145th Street the gunman ordered
Taylor to stop the car beside a clump
of bushes and to get out. Then, sud-
denly, with no reason, he fired three
shots into the ground at Taylor’s feet.
Miss Mcllvain screamed.

“I told you both to take it easy,”
the thug warned, “I meant it. There’s
nothing that makes me so mad as to
have people disobey me. When I say
do it, I mean it, and that goes for
you, girlie, and don’t forget it.”

With this the thug reached over and
slammed the car door, stepping down
on the accelerator and drove off at
breakneck speed. Miss Mcllvain,
terrorized by the gun which the youth
held in his right hand, did nothing to
enrage the kidnaper. Once she tried to
jump when the car slowed down; but
the thug pulled her back and seemed
amused by her attempt. - :

“Why don’t you cuddle a bit, kid?”
he asked. “I’m not poison.”

“T’'q rather you shot me first,” the

irl screamed at her kidnaper. “Why .

on’t you get a girl of your own?”

“That’s a laugh,” the kidnaper
sneered. “That’s my trouble. That’s
why. I always need money.”

“How much money do you need?”
the girl instantly asked, the thought
flashing into her mind that she might
be able to ransom herself.

“Bow much can you get?” the thug
asked.

“J work in a restaurant,” Miss Mc-
Ilvain replied. “I could probably bor-
row five dollars from the cook.
don’t make much.”

HORROR HOLOCAUST

CONTINUED FROM PAGE 35

“A five-dollar ransom,” the gunman
laughed. “That’s a kick, But why not?
I can date a couple of girls for that.
Okay, kid, you get it; but if you make
a funny move I'll see you through the
window. And don’t try going into the
kitchen or the phone booth—under-
stand!”

Following the girl’s directions, the
thug drove to the restaurant where
she worked. She got out and went in-
side, closely observed by the kidnaper
who also got out of the car. Very
quickly she came out of the restaurant
and to the car where the thug, who
was again getting into the front seat,
motioned her to get in also. She
hadn’t bargained for this but there
was nothing else she could do.

Thoroughly frightened at being once
again in the power of the half-crazed
kidnaper, Miss MclIlvain wondered if
he would keep his word and release
her after he received the five dollars.
It seemed like such a tiny sum to her
now.

WO HOURS later police, in response
Te a frantic telephone call from the

girl’s home, arrived at her house.
There they found Taylor and Miss
Mcllvain, who was in a semi-hysteri-
cal condition. Near collapse from the
harrowing ordeal she had gone

through, the young woman told Tay-
lor and the officers that the kidnaper
never actually molested her. She said
that she gave him the money and that
he got out of the car near the freight
yards and that she had driven di-
rectly home.

At the sheriff's office next day both
Miss Mcllvain and Taylor commented
on the number of times the kidnaper
had used the phrase, “Take it easy.”
Taylor led the officers to the spot on
the highway where the shots had been
fired at his feet. One .32-caliber bullet
was dug from the dirt and carefully
brushed off by the police.

What the officers now knew com-
pletely tied in with the murder of Jack
Avent, for the bullet which surgeons
had recovered from Avent’s body at
the autopsy proved by ballistic com-
parison to have been fired from the
same gun the kidnaper used.

Informed of this fact, Chief Blaker
called in his men. “This information
isn’t going to trap the killer for us,”
he said, “but it does give us some-
thing definite to go on. The man we
want is evidently pulling plenty of
stick-ups. We’ll check on every stick-
up that occurs anywhere on the West
Coast, and one of these days we'll
have our killer.”

“Watch for a heist guy who uses the
words, ‘Take it easy, ellow,’”’ was the
information given members of all po-
lice departments on the coast. This
information was carefully noted by
the various law agencies but no hold-
up victim seemed to have encountered
the slight blond gunman who used
this phrase.

Then, suddenly, there came what
seemed like a break in the case. Port-
land police officers arrested two
youths, one of them armed with a .32
revolver, who were identified as hav-
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58 HEADQUARTERS DETECTIVE

sent two patrolmen to check on_the
little man his caller had described.
It seemed like just another possible
clue that should be run down, and
so Jastram had it investigated as a
matter of routine.

A half hour later the officers re-

orted that the man was Howard

helps, a convict from Missouri State
Penitentiary, now on parole.

_Jastram knew this young lad but he
didn’t quite fit the description of the
kidnaper. Just the same Jastram de-
cided to take action. With ten men,
including Sheriff James Compton and
deputies, he proceeded to young
Phelps’ house.

A middle-aged man answered the
door and_ identified himself as
Andrew Phelps, Howard’s father.
Sheriff Compton asked him if a young
man by the name of Louie lived there.

“He did until last night,” Phelps re-
plied, “but he’s gone now. His name
is Arlie Lewis.” :

“Well, we have a search warrant,”
the sheriff said. “Have you any
objection to our looking the place
over?”

Phelps made no protest, and the

officers searched the place thoroughly.
From between the walls of the room
occupied by Howard Phelps they re-
covered a radio, two rifles and some
ammunition stolen from the Hoover
home.
. Howard Phelps was carted off to
jail, where astram and_ Sheriff
Compton questioned him about Arlie
Lewis.

“I knew Arlie in the Missouri big
house,” Phelps said, “and he came out
here last August. We were friends
but I wasn’t with him last night, and
I didn’t rob the Hoovers. He brought
that stuff in and hid it in my room.”

“Where is Lewis now?” Compton
questioned.

“He told me he was heading back
south,” Phelps said. “I don’t want to
see him any more. All he cares about
is showing off in front of girls. He’s
girl crazy.”

Among Lewis’ effects, which he had

left behind, was a picture of the young’

man. Prints were made of it and dis-'

tributed among West Coast officers
with full information concerning the
youth. And police were careful not
to make public the fact that they had
this information in their possession.
Phelps himself was detained in the
Centralia jail, for both Jastram and
Compton believed he had a part in
the Hoover robbery. He had been in
jail one week when a letter arrived
for him from Newberg, Oregon. This
letter was signed by a man named
Glenn Connelly; but from its content
officers were sure the writer was
Arlie Lewis.

HORTLY after the noon of the

day that the letter arrived, two

Oregon State Troopers, dressed in
civilian clothes, entered a job-print-
ing plant in Newberg. When a slim,
blond youth approached them and
asked their wants, he found himself
grabbed by four strong hands. Sud-
denly the blond youth turned pale
and began to shiver. Spasm after
spasm of fear shook his body as he
stuttered, “I knew you were cops. If
I’d been armed I’d have shot you
when you came through the door.
Okay, Ill go back to Centralia with
‘ou ”

Sheriff Compton, Chief Jastram and
Sergeant Ed Moody drove south im-
mediately and picked up the killer.
Back in their native city the officers
soon tripped Lewis into an admission
that he had kidnaped Miss MclIlvain
and Mr. Taylor. He had no knowl-
edge of why they were so anxious
to get this admission. “Isn’t the Null
rap enough?” Lewis asked when he
had confessed to the kidnaping.

But Lewis was soon to learn just
why the officers wanted to know
about the kidnaping episode.

“What did you do with the gun after
you took them for a ride?” Sheriff
Compton asked the gunman suddenly.

“Threw it away, tossed it into a
river on the way out of town.”

“Then how do you suppose Jack
Avent was shot with the same gun in
Vancouver on the night of September

12th?” Compton shot at him.

Lewis knew then that he had made
a fatal blunder but he shrugged his
shoulders and refused to answer.

But two days later, after Jastram
had secured positive information that
on September 12th, when Lewis left
the Phelps home, they had missed*a
.32-caliber revolver, he lost aplomb.

It was Howard Phelps himself, fear-
ful of being involved in the murder of
Avent, who finally broke Arlie Lewis
down. In the presence of Chief
Blaker, Prosecutor Eugene Cushing of
Vancouver, and Lewis County officials,
Phelps begged Lewis to tell the truth
because, as he said, police had learned
that he owned the revolver used in
the murder and were trying to pin
the case on him. i

“Howard wasn’t with me,” Lewis
said at last. “He didn’t give me the
gun, though I used it. You've got
enough on me now to send me up for
life anyway, so I’ll tell you the story—
and I’ll take you to the gun.”

On the way to Vancouver the blond
murderer related exactly what had
happened at the Paul Apartments. |

As he awaited trial for his life in
the Clarke County Jail, Lewis learned

,that Null completely recovered.

“ “T'm glad they found the un,”
Lewis said, although it meant death
for him. “I hate a liar, and they found
out I was telling the truth. And
there’s one thing more about me:
‘when I tell someone to do something,
they’d better do it. Avent would be
alive today if he’d obeyed me.”

On December 31st Lewis faced
retribution for his crimes and was
sentenced to hang by the neck until
dead. This sentence, imposed in
Superior Court, was automatically
stayed for 60 days when the slayer
filed notice of an appeal. However,
as no appeal was ever made, Avent
was hanged on January 30, 1941, and
the murder of P haem Jack Avent was
at last avenged.

Eprror’s Note: The name Helen
Nelson is fictitious in order to protect
an innocent person who was in no
way involved in the case.

HEADQUARTERS

DETECTIVE

In 1940 the heat was put on the
boys. They were picked up in all
parts of the West. Some of them
talked. The Narcotic Squad began to
put undercover men in Kansas City
and other cities. They are there to-
day—so thick and so efficient that no
dope retailer would ever risk trying
to peddle’ his stuff in the city.

But when you got a cool million
dollar racket in the palm of your
hand, you’re not going to let such
setbacks beat you out of your profits.
I suppose the type of country doctor
we delivered to had a sales outlet
that was a sort of a natural develop-
ment. They tell me that twenty years
ago a dope fiend in a small midwest
town was about as rare as five-hun-
dred-dollar bills in a hobo’s pockets.
Today, it is a different story. I know
because I have worked those small
towns. Take an average county seat

RACKETEER’S STOOGE

CONTINUED FROM PAGE 45

of say about two thousand residents.

Where a dope fiend was unknown
twenty years ago, every such town
has them now. lot of them are not
known yet as dope fiends. Dope is
a funny thing. Some people can take
it all their lives and you can hardly
tell it. Those are the individuals who
can be satisfied with a half grain, or
a grain at the most, a day. They fight
to prevent the necessity of increasing
the dope. They will undergo a small
amount of suffering to keep the
dosage down.

The real fiend, such as most people
know about, is a different bird. He
has a greedy appetite and not enough
sense to control it. He starts with
half a grain and then jumps to a
grain a day. He keeps increasing
until-he is using eight to eleven grains
a day, which is the saturation point
for morphine. That is, when you take

more than this, you are headed for
trouble. These are the dopes that you
see stumbling around the streets and
suffering untold agony and looking
like demented creatures. What hap-
pens is simple. They have to lay off
the dope until] their system will react
to a half a grain. Then they start the
cycle all over, again.

I’ve seen some figures on dope ad-
dicts in the country. They would
shock the public if they knew the
facts.

And the system of Milk Girls had
a lot to do with this condition!

The Milk Girl isn’t exactly a ped-
dler. Her job is to get the dope to
the persons who can peddle it with
little chance of being detected. I’m
talking about a certain type of coun-
try doctor in the small eross-roads
towns of the Middle West. I don't
know who figured out this gag of

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| HEADQUARTERS DETECTIVE 51

night Avent was murdered. One was ignition key when he felt a hard ob- Edward Dillon, whose wife he man-
Raymond Miller of Portland and the ject pressed into his back. Before he aged to arouse by his cries for aid.

> famous other Alvin Viband, a soldier stationed could turn, a sharp voice rasped, As Dillon himself was absent at the
Father at the regular Army barracks in Van- “Take it easy, fellow, or Y’ll drill you.” time, Mrs. Dillon called Centralia’s
. Wymer. couver, not ten blocks from where Null’s heart jumped and he went chief of police, Milton Jastram. He
with my Avent had been slain. Both admitted cold all over. He sat rigid, waiting arrived at the farmhouse accompani
in this the service-station robbery but em- for the gunman’s next move. And it by Sheriff James Compton of Che-
edo. My phatically denied any knowledge of wasn’t long in coming. halis, who dispatched an ambulance
—having Avent’s murder. “Drive up toward Little Hannaford for_the wounded man.
for jobs “We'll check the gun,” Detective Valley,” the man snarled. Sheriff Compton’s men carefully
dn’t do. John Keegan of Portland said; and This remark immediately showed searched the terrain at the scene of
‘ing this, - this was immediately done—but ex- Null that the gunman was acquainted the shooting and car attack while
gs is amination proved that it was not the with the county, for the road to the Jastram, an old acquaintance of Null,
He d only gun used in Avent's murder. With valley was not at all well-known. talked with the wounded man in the
Tan be i these two possible suspects eliminated, For the five-mile trip the gunman hospital. . ;
ime, be | police were no closer to solving the kept: the revolver pressed tightly Meanwhile the news of the kidnap-
diff | enigmatic killing than they were the against the back of Null’s skull. Then, ing and shooting was sent over the
: ge night it had occurred. jamming it viciously into the back radio and police wires, and Chief
d CWile t was at this juncture that a slight of the Salesman’s neck, he ordered Blaker learned of it almost at once.
fte th: * youth in his teens came into head- Null to stop the car. , “Sounds like the Avent killer,” he
pes! a quarters and timidly asked to see “Get out!” the — rasped as said to a deputy and then called Chief
‘eilliny Chief Blaker. the sedan slithered to a stop, Null Jastram at the Centralia Hospital.
il il ne “What can I do for you, sonny?” got out of the car and turned when “What kind of a gun was Null shot
by the | the .chief asked. the man ordered him to do so. He with?” he asked at once. ;
: Yat ae | “I know a boy named Johnny Pat- saw that the gunman was slender, “A 22 revolver,” Jastram replied.
eae nai terson who has:a .32 revolver that he blond, and probably about 21 years “Seems to let him out,” Blaker said.
it g wil. stole from a house here 1n town,” the old. There was an air of professional “Have you got anything else on him?”
t ne te youth answered. ‘He fits the Gnect ip skill about him, too, Null thought, as “Only that he said, ‘Take it easy,
00 tale tion I read in the newspaper of the his captor went quickly through _ fellow. ” :
at on | man who killed Jack Avent.” Null’s pockets. The salesman wasn’t “That’s a horse of another color,”
; vob the “Junior G-man?” asked the chief. poi 8 concerned about losing money Blaker said. “No matter what caliber
: ok Al ve { The lad got red in the face but as he had only three dollars in his gun he used, from the description an
> g } stuck to his guns, as the chief had wallet. But he was totally unpre- those words I believe he’s our killer.
yymer be hoped he would when asked the ques- pared for the crashing blow of the The second you get anything else on
with: frat tion. : 4 revolver which the young stick-up him, please. ring me.”
is women “You'll find him out at Fisher’s man brought viciously down on his With that Blaker hung up and left
urdeten™ landing,” said the boy, mentioning a head. Jastram to puzzle over the strange
sho thes. spot thirteen miles out of town. “He’s “Cheap skate!” the baby-faced gun- actions of the would-be murderer.
si : got a lot of other stuff:in his house man snarled as blood dripped down The thing that seemed to tie most
that he got in the robbery. He has a the salesman’s face. “Get goin’.” ‘closely into the case was the theft
radio, a- lot of ammunition and a The thug poked his gun into Null’s of a 22-caliber revolver from the
camera.” ribs, and the salesman his head home of Joe Hoover. To the Centralia
Chief Blaker knew the kid was throbbing with pain and his knees chief the pattern seemed clearer the
mentioning things that had recently wobbling under him, started to move more he thought of it. If the gunman
been reported stolen. Cautioning the down the highway. Every step was who had ki mapped Null were the
boy against repeating his story to any- made with great effort, but Null felt same man who had slain Avent and
one, the chief called: Sheriff Leland that he was escaping a nightmare as if the killer had thrown away the
| Morrow and asked him to arrest he forced himself to walk. Yet, be- murder gun, he had probably lost no
| Johnny Patterson. . fore he had taken more than six time in getting another. Checkin;
| Deputy William Yates found young agonizing steps, the gunman’s re-~ this theory at once, Jastram learne:
) Patterson near his home at Fisher’s volver barked and Null’s hat went that the bullet removed from Null
; i Landing, and in the Patterson barn spinning from his head. Null then was the same kind as those stolen
day both he located most of the loot from the tried to run buta second shot smashed from the Hoover house. And _even
mmented robbery, among it a '32-caliber re- into his back, knocking the breath out as the chief verified his hunch, Percy
kidnaper volver. i : of him with a sudden whoosh and Ramsauer, a hunter, stumbled across
it easy.” Yates started toward the city with throwing him to his knees with the the weapon that the gunman had used
e spot on his young prisoner, who seemed very impact. Three times more the mad- on Null. He brought it to the police
had been gentle. But when the deputy’s atten- dened stickup man’s gun exploded, station where ballistics experts made
oer bullet tion was distracted for a moment, the and three times the bullets missed this certain identification and where
carefully - youngster leaped suddenly from the their mark. Hoover identified the weapon as the
car, dived into a clump of trees at the Then there were no more shots and, one which had been stolen from. his
ew com- x edge of the road and escaped. Null started to lift himself from the house.
er of Jack Chagrined by losing his prisoner, ground when he heard his car engine Meanwhile one of the gravely
surgeons Yates reported back to Sheriff Morrow roar. He looked around just in time wounded Null’s friends came to head-
s body at and ‘explained the escape. “However, to see the car bearing down on him, quarters. His name was Bob Miller,
stic com- J still have his gun,” the deputy ended the maddened gunman grinning be- and he demanded an interview with
from the up. Immediately it was sent to Port- hind the windshield. Then the car Chief Jastram, which was_ granted.
F land for examination, where Stanley raced for Null and he tried to dodge. “What kind of a gun was Null shot
ef. Blaker MacDonald, ballistics expert of the But weakened by his wounds he with?” he asked the chief. :
formation sheriff's office, declared that it was not wasn’t able to drag himself com- “A 22 revolver,” Jastram replied.
r for us,” the gun used in Avent’s murder. pletely out of its path. The fender “Something you know?”
us some- So time passed rapidly, and by Sep- struck him a glancing blow, and he “Well, I saw a young fellow last
»> man we tember 20th Chief Blaker was forced went down to his hands and knees Saturday afternoon who fits the
plenty of to admit that he had no possible clue at the edge of the highway. Battered broadcast description of the kidnaper.
ery stick- to the killer of Jack Avent. “We'll almost to insensibility, Null struggled He had a .22 revolver. He’s been go-
the West just have to wait until that baby- to raise himself off the ground and ing with my sister and was to take her
ays we'll faced bandit strikes again,” the chief again heard the car put into gear and to a dance last night—but he showed
said. “And I bet he’ll show up some-_ the engine racing. Once more he up late. Yet, he’s such an inoffensive
o uses the where soon.” . turned and saw it ploughing toward little fellow that I can’t believe he
” was the him. With every bit of strength he was mixed up in this business. He
of all po- T was fortunate that no one took could muster Null lunged forward said he carried the gun for protec-
ast. This | up the chief's offer to bet because and toppled himself into the ditch. tion.” :
noted by on the very next night, September Just as his heels cleared the_high- “Where does he live?” Jastram
t no hold- 2ist, the gunman struck again. This way, the killer raced by. For a_ asked.
countered time the victim was an automobile moment he applied the brakes, then, “Down by the tracks.”
who used salesman by the name of Charles Null. giving up the murder attempt. he “And his name?” :
He had just bidden good-night to stepped on the gas and raced off “Tt only know him by Louie—that’s
ume what some friends in the city of Centralia toward Centralia. all he ever gave me.”
‘ase. Port- some seventy miles north of Van- “Well, we'll check on him,” Jastram
sted two couver. Null had walked down the ULL crawled and staggered along said. “Just keep this to yourself. It
with a .32 sidewalk, seated himself behind the N the highway for more than a mile may or may not be important.”
< - hav- wheel of his car and switched on the until he came to the farmhouse of ‘After his caller had left, the chief
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‘ent took girl
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asked the chief as Helen Nelson
walked down the steps to the street.

“Yes,” Chief Blaker replied warily,
“put don’t jump to conclusions. She’s
merely lost a wrist watch. See if it’s
in any of the pawnshops here or in
Portland.”

Checking Miss Nelson’s story with
the telephone company, the chief soon
learned that she had received a call
from Roseburg. He then had a de-

-_ teective go over the hotel register and

found that the man who had called
from there had slept in the hotel the
night before he telephoned. However,
the chief found no trace of the miss-
ing wrist watch. It had most prob-
ably been taken by the murderer of
Jack Avent—and there was, of course,
a chance that the killer still had it in
his possession. The number and de-
scription of the watch were bulletined
to all cities and towns along the coast,
with the statement that it might help
to solve a murder if the watch were
found.

At first Chief Blaker had been in-
clined to believe that there was more
behind the murder than the obvious
motive of robbery. But he soon dis-
carded this theory. It seemed to him
now that he was searching for a cal-
lous stick-up artist whose appearance
belied his cruelty. There apparently
had been no necessity for, killing
Avent. The shots had been fired from
sheer viciousness as the victim sought
to escape. Apparently Avent had been
turning as he ran and had not known
that he had faced around when he was
hit. This might well account for the
fact that Avent thought he had been
hit from behind when in reality the
bullet had entered from the front.

HIEF BLAKER pondered over the
murder in his bailiwick, up in Se-
attle, 180 miles to the north, Chief

’ Criminal Deputy O. K. Bodia of the

King County Sheriff's Office was faced
by a kidnap case that had _ been
dumped in his lap on the morning of
September 3, 1940. Unable to arrive
at any satisfacto motive for the
kidnapping, Bodia had started to read
his correspondence and was in the
middle of a letter from Blaker. con-

POLICE———
Chief Milton Jastram uncovered
important clue in great manhunt.

cerning the Avent murder, when he
suddenly jumped to his feet and called
in Detective Murray Gamrath. “Take
a look at the description of this killer,”
he said. “Doesn't this fit the hood
who kidnapped Miss MclIllvain and
her companion?” .

Gamrath read the aragraph and
said, “Sounds like a ead ringer for
our snatch artist—small, blond, looks
like a harmless kid. When we pick
up the kidnaper, we'll have a mur-
derer too.” ‘

“When is right,” Bodia said shortly.
“Make a check on the guns used in
both jobs—and double check the
pawnshops here for that wrist watch.’
The kidnapping case in which Betty
Mclllvain and James Taylor, her com-
panion, had been the victims was a
cause celebre in Seattle. The couple
had alighted from Taylor’s car around
midnight when suddenly the slight
form of a blond youth had appeared
out of the shadows. He covered the
pair with a gun and spoke gruffly: |

“Take it easy, fellow,” he’d said,
“and get into that car—both of you.”

Compelled by the gun, Taylor took
the wheel with Miss McIllvain beside
him. The young gunman got into the
rear of the car.

“Drive out toward Aurora,” the
baby-faced youth had commanded,
and there was (Continued on page 56)


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girl to undress and submit to his will.

After that it didn’t make much
difference if he found a middle-aged
shakedown victim or not. Besides, he
thrilled at the idea of forcing a boy
and a girl to strip. He did find several
middle-aged victims who paid him
cash, which kept him in spending
money and enabled him to vary his
sexual escapades from Lover’s Lane
girls to floozies he picked up in
taverns.

Now, after the stick-up of Robert
Heddon and the rape of Dot Smith,
he was broke. And he had played his
hand in Seattle as long as it was safe.
It amused him to think that the officers
would be waiting for him in Lovers’
Lane. However, he wanted one last
fling — one last orgy before leaving
Seattle.

Darkness fell that night over Seattle
in a blanket of grayish black. The
haunting fear of the Stripper seemed
to hang over all parts of the city. Few
risked going to Lover’s Lane. Twenty
special deputies were there, some in
cars with girls as decoys.

The Stripper, meanwhile, was in a
different part of the town, moving
through the shadows of Allen Place.
It was 11 o’clock. He saw an expen-
sive-looking automobile parked in
front of an apartment house. When
he got closer to the car, he heard the
voices of a man and a woman. Ina
crouched position, the thug ap-
proached the vehicle. His hand was on
the door. It opened and he slipped
inside before James Taylor and Betty
Mcllvain realized what was happening.

‘‘Take it easy,’’ he ordered. ‘‘Start
driving. I’ll tell you where to go.”’

The Stripper was sitting next to
Betty Mcllvain. He had his gun against
the pretty brunette’s ribs. ‘‘I’ll kill
her,’’ the intruder told Taylor, ‘‘if you
don’t get going.”’

Betty’s escort, helpless under the
circumstances, started the car.

In a deep wood, at an isolated
section north of Seattle, the Stripper
said, ‘‘Stop the car, buddy, and get
out.’’

Hoping for a chance to catch the
gunman off guard, Taylor obeyed.
‘‘Now start undressing,’’ the kidnap-
per ordered.

‘“‘Like hell I will,’’ the youth
answered.

A blinding flash filled the air. A
bullet whizzed near the boy, hitting the
tree behind him. ‘‘The next time I

menacingly.

The next few minutes were torture
for James Taylor and Betty Mcllvain.
The youth was forced to walk un-
clothed down the road and was warned
not to turn around. Then the Stripper
got back in the car with the girl.

‘*Take it easy,”’ the Stripper warned.
“I’m driving, but I have my gun in
my free hand. You can start undress-
ing.”’

Betty MclIlvain afterward said she
was never more terrified in her life,
but her courageous actions certainly
didn’t show it. She told the gunman,
“I’m not undressing for you or any
other thug like you!’’

The Stripper gave her a quick look.
No girl had ever talked that way to
him before. Betty added, ‘“Go ahead
and shoot, but I don’t think you’re
that big a fool. The whole sheriff’s
office and police department have this
town covered. You’d shoot yourself
right into the death house.”

‘‘By God,’’ the Stripper laughed,
‘*vou’ve got guts, baby. You and I
could really go places.”’

‘‘We’re not going any place to-
gether!’’ Betty answered.

““Yes, we are,’’ the Stripper said.
‘‘You’re going to help me. I need
money.”’

“IT don’t have any.”’

‘You know where you can get some.
Get me a 10 spot, baby, and I won’t
bother you.”’

“It’s a deal’’ Betty agreed. ‘‘Drive
me to the Broome Café, where I work.
I’ll get you $10.

The Broome Café was small and on
a side street. There was a large window
in front and the Stripper saw that the
place was empty of customers. He let
Betty get out. She walked inside, said
something to the waiter. He handed
her a bill. She came out of the car and
gave the Stripper a $10 bill. ‘‘That’s
my part of the bargain,’’ Betty said.

As the Stripper reached for the

-money, he caught Betty by the wrist

and yanked her into the car. The
automobile lurched forward and was
racing down the street before the
plucky girl could get her bearings. “‘It’s
about time I screamed and woke the
town up,’’ she declared. ‘‘You
promised that if I got you the $10...”

‘“‘Take it easy,’’ the Stripper
remarked. ‘‘I’m getting my part of the
deal, only I ain’t getting out of this
car near that café.’’

He drove the car down a dead end

by, baby.’’

The young thug darted away into the
night, kept running until he came to
First Street. He walked down the
thoroughfare casually, passing a large
number of policemen, went to the bus
station and bought a ticket for
Tacoma.

The residents of Seattle didn’t have
to wait for the morning papers to hear
about the latest attack of the Stripper.
Those who didn’t go to bed too early
heard about it on the radio, when all
programs were interrupted at 1
o’clock. James Taylor had got to a
telephone to call the sheriff’s office.
Deputies Triplett and Sniveley again
rushed out to rescue one of the naked
victims of the Stripper. Betty MclIlvain
had driven directly to the sheriff’s
office. ,

When dawn came, Chief Deputy
Bodia took James Taylor and Betty
Mcllvain to the spot where the Stripper
had forced the young man to disrobe.
Bodia found the tree where the bullet
from the Stripper’s gun had buried
itself. The deputy cut the bullet out
for examination by the department’s
ballistic expert.

Meantime, on the night of Septem-
ber 12, the Stripper was in Vancouver,
Washington, across the Columbia Riv-
er from Portland, Oregon, He had
remained three days in Tacoma, made
three fair hauls in a Lovers’ Lane,
posing as a deputy sheriff. This time,
he hadn’t played the part of the
Stripper. The publicity from Seattle
had made him jumpy. He wanted
money now, big-time money, but he
was broke and the first thing he needed
to operate with was a car.

He prowled about a select residential
district until he spotted a new sedan
in front of the Paul Apartments. He
crossed the street, got in the car. The
breaks were coming his way. The key
was in the ignition. But before he could
turn it and step on the starter, a youth
came out of the apartment house,
walking toward the car.

The Stripper swung over into the

. back seat, crouched low. The car

owner, Jack Avent, was whistling and
seemingly in a happy mood as he got
in behind the wheel. The 21-year-old
youth waved at somebody at a window
of the apartment house as the car
engine hummed softly. The Stripper
rose from his hiding place, put his gun

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THE

CAPTIVE —
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by KEN CARPENTER

soft murmurs floating through the night air in an iso-

T he voices of the sweethearts were low, no more than

lated and woody country lane near Seattle’s long-
famed Lover’s Lane. The good-looking, curly-haired youth
standing in the darkness of the trees, away from the shafts
of moonlight filtering to the earth, heard the affectionate
exchange of whispers and his body tensed.

He moved away from the darkness
of the trees, quickly with long strides,
walking toward the lover’s car now,
visible a short distance down the road,
parked under two tall pine trees. The
youth’s right hand brought out a
.32-caliber revolver, his left hand held
a flashlight. He got alongside the auto
without the boy or girl occupants
hearing him. The first the couple knew

20

The Stripper drove with one
hand and held his gun in the
other. ‘Take ‘em off, baby,’
he told the terrified teenager
next to him. ‘I’d hate to put a
bullet in that sweet body

of yours.’ —

of the gunman’s presence was the
beam of the flashlight on them.

The girl screamed. ‘‘It’s the stripper!
Bob, it’s the stripper!”’

The youth with the flashlight let out
a low chuckle and ordered, ‘‘Take it
easy, both of you.”’

‘(What do you want?’’ the girl’s

companion asked. ‘‘I haven’t got any

money and this is my girl. We’re going

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LEWIS, Arley Dey white, hanged Wash. (Clark) 1-30-1941.

STRIP-TEASE KILLER |

The Stripper as he was
seen in daytime, hip
and handsome but still
deadly as a rattlesnake.

to get married.’’ :

‘‘Fine,’’ the Stripper said. ‘‘I like
to meet nice clean kids like you. Now,
buddy, you get out of the car and start
taking off your clothes. Nothing funn
or you’ll get a bullet.’’

The boy got out of the car. The
Stripper pressed the revolver against
his back. ‘“Take off your clothes,’’ he
ordered.

Three minutes later the girl’s
companion was stark naked, walking
down Lover’s Lane with the Stripper’s
gun trained on him and the warning
ringing in his ears not to turn around.
When he was out of sight, the Stripper
slipped in behind the wheel of the car.
The terrified girl gasped, ‘‘What do
you want?’’

‘‘Take it easy, baby, and you won’t
be hurt. Just start taking your clothes
off while I drive to a safer spot.”’

The Stripper drove with his left
hand. His right hand held the gun.

(continued on page 40)

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STARTLING DETECTIVE, Mare

SOO Vente aR Se a aes

-

Lonely road where Charles Null was shot four times
(1), run over by a car (2), yet still managed to escape.

Jack Avent took slug in the chest in murder
that even his slayer termed ‘unlucky.’

Salesman Charles Null spoke the wrong
word when staring down the Stripper’s
gun barrel.


Wetps INEGI LIU EEEG VaAPLIVG IGGIIS
(continued from page 20)

*“‘Take’em off, baby,’’ the Stripper
repeated. ‘‘I’d hate like hell to have
to put a bullet in that sweet body of
yours.”’

With the gun hard against her side,
the terrified girl had no choice but to
undress. The Stripper helped her.
When she was completely disrobed,
the Stripper stopped the car, picked
up the sobbing girl, carried her out of
the car and into the brush.

The next morning — September 5,
1940 — the citizens of Seattle,
Washington, read this screaming
headline on the front pages of their
newspapers: STRIPPER STRIKES IN
LOVER’S LANE AGAIN. For two
weeks this strange sex creature had
been in the headlines. His mode of
Operation never seemed to vary. He
would pick his victims, force the man
to disrobe and walk away naked, and
then he would take the girl to another
secluded spot, make her undress and
then assault her.

At the sheriff’s office, Chief
Criminal Deputy O.K. Bodia was
questioning Robert Heddon and Dot
Smith, the two latest victims. After the
nude youth had been forced to walk

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away from his.car, he had got to a
house about a mile from Lover’s Lane.
The owner had given him clothes and
he had called the sheriff’s office.
Deputies George Triplett and Charles
Sniveley had driven to the house and
taken Heddon to the sheriff’s office.
Dot Smith had been allowed to dress
after her terrifying experience, and the
Stripper had let her drive the car away.
She’d gone directly home and her
father phoned the sheriff.

The statement furnished by Robert
Heddon and Dot Smith covering what
had happened followed the pattern
Chief Deputy Bodia had heard five
times before within the past two weeks.
The description of the Stripper — a
youth in his early 20s, curly-haired and
thin-faced — was similar to that
furnished by the other victims. Like
the others, Bob and Dot had never got
a Clear view of the gunman’s face. He
had been able to keep hidden by the
darkness.

On one point all victims agreed, and
to Chief Deputy Bodia this was the
only clue of any value, although it was
vague and had not yet proved helpful.
It was the fact that the Stripper used
the expression ‘‘Take it easy,’? when
he approached his victims, and several
times after that when he was ordering
them to disrobe.

The physical description of the
Stripper was so general that it could
probably fit a thousand 22-year-old
youths in Seattle. It was the theory of
Bodia and other officers that the
Stripper was a local youth who had
suddenly gone berserk on the subject
of sex.

The first assaults on petters in
Lover’s Lane had been played down
by the newspapers, but the press
spread this last attack over the front
page. The publicity forced the sheriff’s
office into immediate action.

“*Tonight,’’ Bodia announced to
Deputies Triplett and Sniveley, ‘‘we’ll
have 20 deputies in Lover’s Lane and
we’ll keep them there until this
Stripper walks into our trap.”’

At that exact moment, the Stripper
was having a breakfast of ham and
eggs in a restaurant not far from the
sheriff’s office. The description his
victims had given tallied fairly
accurately with his looks, except that
he had a deceivingly boyish grin. Yet

grin. Eight of his 22 years had been
spent in reform schools and state
penitentiaries in Kansas, Texas and
Missouri.

A month before he had been paroled
from the Missouri Penitentiary.
Freedom meant only one thing to him
— women and sex. In those eight years
away from women, the sexual urge had
sometimes driven him almost crazy.

Now he felt calm. But he knew that
with the coming of nightfall his sex
desire would return, goading him to
commit desperate deeds. He was smart
enough to know that, because of the
newspaper publicity over his latest
crime, the police would be everywhere
in Lover’s Lane. This didn’t bother
him much. He had selected that area
as a base of operations for a reason
Other than sex.

After his release from the Missouri
Penitentiary, he had placed as many
miles as he could between him and his
old stomping grounds. He had arrived
in Seattle in a stolen car. He had
acquired a .32-caliber revolver and a
deputy sheriff badge picked up in a
pawnshop.

Women were no problem if he had
money. When he had dough the dolls
were sure to flock around. Seattle was
new territory and he wanted to go
slowly at first with the scheme he had
dreamed up in prison. He heard about
the famed Lover’s Lane and he
decided it would be ideal for his
shakedown racket. Using the badge
and posing as a deputy sheriff, he
walked up to a car. He was lucky. The
man was middle-aged, fat and bald,
and prosperous-looking. The girl with
him was 20. The man got frantic-at
the thought of arrest and exposure and
he offered the phony deputy $50,
which the latter took. He returned to
Seattle, picked up a B-girl in a tavern
and had a two-night orgy of sex before
the money and the dame ran out.

His next trip to Lover’s Lane wasn’t
so lucky. He found only teen-age
youths with their girlfriends. The
youngsters were there for some
innocent petting and enjoyment of the
night and music from their car radios.
Such unsophisticated pastimes were
decidedly not conducive to a shake-
down. The gunman had been forced
to revise his methods for appeasing his
sex urge. The Stripper had fiicked a
girl, forced her companion to strip and

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Highway 99W. He had been a print-
er’s assistant for a month, a model
young man working—as he told Jim
Blatz, the owner of the print shop—
to go to college. He went under the
name of Dick Clements. In that
month he had read every newspaper
and listened to every news broadcast.
For more than three weeks nothing
had been written about the Stripper
in the newspapers, and his name had
droppéd out of all radio news broad-
casts.

In that month, the Stripper had: had
difficulty in controlling his sex urges.
It was like being in prison, but he
knew that one slip and he’d be in a
jam. He wondered if the police in
Centralia had found the revolver in
the Ludlow home. It was apparent to
him that they hadn’t, or the story
would have been in the news.

He felt safe again. He watched
where his boss kept his money, and
in a day or two he planned to pick
up several hundred and start back
East and out of the country where
his expression “Take it easy” had got
him into such trouble.

His boss was talking to somebody
in the front office and then he called
out, “Dick, there’s somebody here to
see you.”

The Stripper’s heart missed sever-
al beats. They missed more when he
got to the door of the front office and
saw a captain of the Washington
State Police. He had no chance to
run. Captain Vayne Gourdane saw
him and said, “You are Dick
Clements?”

The Stripper’s head began to whirl
crazily. Then he remembered. He had
pulled another terrible boner. He had
written to Bill Ludlow, asking him
to send his suitcase. He had told his
ex-cellmate to address the suitcase
to Dick Clements. But where did
Ludlow come into the picture? Had
the police questioned him?

The trapped killer admitted weakly
that he was Dick Clements. Captain
Gourdane took him to the State Po-
lice Barracks. Sheriff Jim Compton
of Centralia, Captain Reguse of Van-
couver, and a number of other offi-
cers faced him.

“All right, Clements, we know
your right name is Arley Lewis, late

of the Missouri Penitentiary,” Cap-
tain Gourdane began. “You’re not a
very smart operator. After the shoot-
ing of Charles Null, you should have
left Centralia that night. Instead, you
visited Bill Ludlow. You aren’t hard
to identify. When you left Bill Lud-
low’s you waved at a girl. She re-
membered the description of the
Stripper and she tipped us off. We
questioned Ludlow. He’s going
straight and he told us you had vis-
ited him and left your suitcase. We
withheld that information from the
newspapers, knowing you would
send for your clothes—which you
did—and Ludlow gave us your ad-
dress.”

“O.K.,” Arley Lewis alias the
Stripper, said. “I did serve time in
the Missouri pen, but that doesn’t
make me the strip-tease killer.”

“We have enough witnesses who
will testify you are,” Captain Gour-
dane said. “You haven’t a chance,
Lewis.”

Arley Lewis shrugged. “Suppose I
did get rough with a couple of girls,”
he boasted. “I?ll admit that. Maybe
I did pull a couple of small-time
hold-ups...”

“We're not interested in those
crimes,” Captain Gourdane inter-
rupted. “We are holding you for the
murder of Jack Avent in Vancouver.”

‘The Strippér’s stomach did a com-
plete somersault and he felt sick.
“Hell, you're crazy,” he shouted. “I
never was in Vancouver and I never
killed anybody there.”

Gourdane said, “We found your .32
revolver, the one used to kill Avent.”

The Stripper’s eyes popped wider.
“Where did you find it?” he de-
manded.

“In Bill Ludlow’s home.”

“O.K., in the Ludlow home.” The
Stripper suddenly felt better. “That
ain’t my gun. I never had a .32-cal-
iber gun. It’s Bill’s gun.”

Captain Gourdane shook his head.
“That’s where you’re wrong. It’s
your gun.”

“Did you find any fingerprints on
it?”

“Not on the gun.”

“You’re talking crazy. My prints
are not on the gun, but you say it’s
mine. It’s Bill Ludlow’s and he killed
Avent.”

“Ludlow couldn’t have killed Jack
Avent because he was working in
Centralia on a night shift. He
couldn’t have shot Null. His alibi is
perfect. You crooks always make one
simple mistake. Sure you wiped your
prints off the gun, but you forgot one
detail. Your prints were on the car-
tridges in the chambers. We got four
perfect prints off those cartridges,
and they’re yours!”

Twenty-two-year-old Arley Lewis,
the strip-tease killer, stared at the
state police captain in stunned dis-
belief. Then he shrugged and said,
“I guess we do make mistakes. I nev-
er thought about those damned car-
tridges when I planted the gun in Bill
Ludlow’s home. I killed Jack Avent
because he started to run and I
thought he was reaching for a gun.”

On November 12, 1940, Arley
Lewis was brought to trial for the
murder of Jack Avent in Vancouver.
The jury found him guilty of murder
in the first degree, without any rec-
ommendation of mercy. Superior
Judge Charles W. Hall sentenced him
to die by hanging.

On January 2, 1941, the whimper-
ing and blubbering Arley Lewis, the
Stripper, walked up the 13 steps to
the scaffold. Three minutes later he
was dead. *

Cause Of Death: Lesbian Gang Sex

(continued from page 19)

France, as well as America and oth-
er countries. Bookish, academic
Gabrielle confused the insensible
passions of literature with the prac-
ticalities of actual life. It was a fa-
tal psychological mistake. While
fiery students of France erupted into
wild outbursts, young Christian, in
his half-witted cunning, initiated his
angelic-looking teacher into the mys-

tique of his particular brand of poli-
tics. Their devotion and loyalty to
each other transcended the sordid de-
tails of the aroused political wran-
gle, and Gabrielle, who has been ac-
cused of having an insatiable sexual
appetite, made the first move. She
invited her pupil to a spicy movie.
Everything being sweetened by
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7 ae Scere aR ic genacNaii,
\ Sui was his unlucky day. It had always oa
Madman Who Siripped To Kill was, ome a : et
; The killer’s body was trembling
(Coeeen rom page 28) and his teeth were chattering with un
and I were friends. We had a date suggest we have the two compared. fright. The walls of his room ane ery mn:
and he brought me home. He came Your killer may be our Stripper.” to be eyes watching him. He want- “"
to the apartment door and talked a Jack Avent died that morning. The ¢4 to run and keep running. He be- 4
few minutes and he left. I just got in bullet lodged against his spine was gan to think rationally. Nobody knew -
the apartment when I heard the gun- removed and sent to Lieutenant Ed- him as the Stripper. He packed his of
| shot. I looked out, but all I could see. ward Moody, the ballistic expert at Suitcase, hurried out of the hotel and th
| was Jack’s body lying on the the Portland Police Department, At Went to the bus station. ; 60
ground.” the same time, from Seattle, Deputy He had only a few dollars left, just \
Captain Reguse asked Billie to Bodia forwarded to him the bullet enough to buy a bus ticket to Cen- ra
come to headquarters for further fired by the Stripper. The lawmen in _ tralia, halfway between Portland and i
' questioning about any jealous ad-_ the two cities anxiously awaited the Seattle. Centralia was the home of la
mirers she might have had. Chief of findings in the comparison test. Bill Ludlow, his cellmate in the Mis- on
Police John Blaker had driven to Twenty-four hours later, the report S0Uri pen. Ludlow had always been a ha
headquarters to take over the case came back from Lieutenant Moody. funny chap. He had talked about go- Sen
personally. Billie Bowring was pos- The bullet fired by the Seattle Strip- 1g straight and how only a fool led Se
itive there was no jealous admirer. per had been fired by the same gun 4 life of crime. He had got out of the ”
“Jack and I were friends and noth- as the one that killed Jack Avent. pen six months before, had located ae
ing else. Certainly nobody could be And the stripper became the most 1 Centralia, where he had a broth- “G
jealous of Jack’s interest in me.” wanted criminal on the West Coast, &- ; ; *
While the attractive young woman _—_— When the news of the bullet was Ludlow might be as straight as he sa
was helping the lawman to the best received, the strip-tease killer was in Claimed, yet he might be able to get lone
of her ability, word was received a hotel at Vancouver, in the northern the Stripper a hide-out, if it was nec- pne
from the hospital that Jack Avent had part of the state, He had paced the €Ssary. But when the Stripper arrived per
regained consciousness, but wouldn’t floor most of the night before, and 6 in Centralia, he wasn’t thinking about a
live long. Chief Blaker and Captain a.m. found him downstairs in the lob- Bill Ludlow. | » still jumpy an
Reguse drove to the hospital, hoping _ by waiting for the newspapers. When about the bad in the Avent “Ha
that Jack Avent could name his killer. they arrived and he read ths’ ‘ick killing. He was : ger interested hi
He couldn’t. His voice was weak and Avent was still alive, he becar. or. in small-time stuf in Lovers’ Lanes, nen
death was in his eyes as he talked. _ ried that the young man cov: be He wanted money, big money, to get .
“I never saw the man before,” he able to identify him or give some im- him out of that part of the country. a
said. “He was hiding in the back portant information to the police. In Centralia, a town of only 8,000, rid
seat. He said to me, “Take it easy.’I1 But the next day he read that Jack he walked down a side street and rs ‘
jumped out of the car. Then the bul- Avent had died, all the Stripper’s S4W a new Buick. He slipped in be- sas
let hit me. He was a young guy and fears were over. Nobody in Vancou- hind the wheel. The driver had left key
had curly hair. That’s all I know.” As “ver knew him. The police were run- the key in the ignition. The Stripper P, .
Avent finished his statement, he ning around in circles. drove the car down the street and out eh
lapsed into unconsciousness. That evening, at 7 o’clock, he Of Centralia, headed north for the ‘ati
Back at police headquarters, Chief walked through the lobby of the ho- town of Bucoda. He needed operat- _ ;
Blaker announced to the reporters: tel. He walked with a strut, feeling 18 money. That evening he held up ss
“We are throwing every available elated that he was a killer and no- 4 filling station outside Bucoda and lj on
man on the case and expect a break body around him could ever remote- g0t $76.54 for his efforts. He drove ae
within 24 hours.” ly suspect him. He had learned where back to Centralia, registered at a io i
| The break came, but hardly as the city’s Lovers’ Lane was located tourist camp on the outskirts of the fle
Chief Blaker had expected. At 11 and he was again ready for action, town. .
| o’clock that morning, he got a phone He passed the newsstand—and He was still nervous and jumpy. He na
call from Chief Deputy Bodia in stopped suddenly, as if somebody Wanted a girl but he couldn’t take a a
| Seattle. “This may be a crazy had slapped him in the face. chance. Big money was all that in- hack
| hunch,” Bodia said to Blaker, “but I The late afternoon papers lay there, terested him. He hadn't made up his Aino
| just read the account of the killing The headlines announced the new de. mind as to how he would get it—but The
of Jack Avent. I note that the killer velopments: Stripper identified as With the car and a gun, there were of .
said, “Take it easy,’ just before the Killer of Avent. For a moment every Many possibilities. os fine
shooting. We had a Lovers’ Lane’ muscle in his body froze. Then he The next day, at noon, a possibili- a
Stripper here for several weeks, and managed to grab a copy of the paper ty was handed to him on a platter. yom
that was an expression he used. We and rush frantically to his room. He was near a second-hand car lot “Yo
have reason to believe now that he There he read how his expression Where a tall rancher walked up to a we
was a transient and that he left here “Take it easy” had brought about his Salesman. “I want a Packard, a good He
for Tacoma or for your city. We have identification. one, and I got the money here in Med rene
a bullet fired from his gun. If you Friday the 13th! This hit him with Pocket to pay for it,” the rancher said ‘ata

have the slug that hit Jack Avent, I

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the full force of his iaisfortune. It

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to the salesman, patting his hip pock-
et as he talked.

The killer followed the rancher all
that day, hoping for a chance to
bump him off. But none came. The
man went from one car lot to anoth-
er, but never seemed able to find the
car he wanted. At 9 o’clock the
rancher was in a car lot at the edge
of town. The Stripper watched as he
made a deal with Charles Null, the
60-year-old salesman.

When the deal was completed, the
rancher drove the Packard away. The
Stripper made a quick change in
plans; he followed Null, figuring that
the salesman now was the one who
had the money. On South Silver
Street, as Null got out of his car, the
Stripper was quickly at his side, with
a gun in the salesman’s back.

“Take it easy,” the Stripper warned.
“Get back in your car. You and me
are taking a ride.”

Three miles out of Centralia, at a
lonely and deserted spot, the Strip-
per ordered the elderly salesman to
stop the car. Null said, “What's this
all about? I haven’t any money.”

“Take it easy,” the Stripper said.
“Hand over the money you got for
that Packard.”

-“Money?” Null questioned. “Are
you crazy? He didn’t have any mon-
ey. He had a bank draft, and the draft
is in the safe at the car lot. It was
for $600. That was all the rancher
would pay and that’s why he argued
so long. We came down $150 on the
Packard.”

The gunman went white with frus-
tration. “Get out of this car and let
me search you.”

Null stood in the glare of the head-
lights. The strip-tease killer found
only three dollars in the salesman’s
pockets. “Stand still for three min-
utes or Ill blast you to hell,” he
menaced. “I’m getting in your car
and leaving you here.”

“All right, Stripper,” Null shot
back. “It won’t do you any good run-
ning now.”

The Stripper! Again that mistake
of saying, “Take it easy.” The killer’s
finger squeezed the trigger of his
gun. The bullet struck Nell in the
stomach and he fell gasping,
“You...you...shot me...”

“Sure, and I’m still shooting.”

He squeezed the trigger three times
more, and three more bullets crashed
into the salesman’s prone body. As

the Stripper got into the car he saw
Null move. Savagely, the killer drove
the car over the stricken man as the
bumper knocked him into a ditch.
The Stripper got out, determined to
make sure that the man was dead,
but it was too dark. It made no dif-
ference. Nobody could live with that
many bullets in him, plus having a
car roll over him, too.

The strip-tease killer drove to Cen-
tralia and went to a restaurant for a
steak. He had no regrets at killing
Charles Null; was glad he was dead
so that he couldn’t identify him. Af-
ter a while the desperado heard the
radio broadcasting a news bulletin.
Somebody had found Null’s body. It
was strange, the killer thought, that it
should be found so soon in the dark
of a lonely road. The Stripper fin-
ished his steak. He bought a bottle
of whiskey and went to his room at
the tourist camp.

The sun was shining through the
windows when he awoke. He turned
on the radio. A musical program was
on, but suddenly it was interrupted
with an important news bulletin,

The words the announcer spoke
sent terror through every bone of the
Stripper’s body. “Charles Null, the
salesman who was found shot on the
Little Hannaford Valley Road last
night, has regained consciousness in
the hospital. The doctors report that,
while he has many wounds, none
will be fatal. Null identified his killer
as the Stripper. He said...”

The quaking criminal snapped the
radio off and sat down on the bed. It
was all crazy. Everything was crazy
now. It wasn’t Friday the 13th, but
it had all started with that shooting
on that unlucky day. How could Null
be living with all those bullets in
him?

The Stripper knew he had to flee
fast. He couldn’t take the stolen car.
It was too hot. He couldn’t risk a bus
or a train. All the terminals would
be covered. Then, suddenly, the
Stripper saw his .32. That would be
his death sentence if it were ever
found. He could hide it, but was that
the best plan?

Bill Ludlow! His former cellmate
had always been a holier-than-thou
type. If this gun were found in his
house, the pressure would be taken
off the Stripper. He picked the gun
up, carefully-w ped off all the fin-
gerprints. Hc hadn’t unpacked his

suitcase, but he couldn’t take it on
his flight anyway, because he would
have to leave town on foot or hop a
freight.

He walked out of the tourist cab-
in, got in the stolen car and drove to
the Ludlow home on the edge of
town. It was a small, square, white
house. Bill Ludlow was home. He
didn’t smile as he greeted his former
cellmate.

“I don’t know what you’re doing
here,” Ludlow said, “but I do re-
member your expression, Take it
easy.’ Maybe you killed that kid in
Vancouver and maybe you shot Null.
I don’t know. But I want no part of
you. I’m going straight.”

“Sure you are,” the Stripper agreed
glibly. “So am I. I got a rough break.
Somebody else uses that same ex-
pression and I get blamed. I’m go-
ing straight if they let me. Right now
I want to lam out of this town and I
can’t take my suitcase along. Keep
it for me. Don’t believe everything
you hear. Keep this suitcase. I’ll send
for it when I get located.”

Bill Ludlow studied his former
cellmate’s face. He wasn’t sure
whether or not the newcomer was ly-
ing. But he said, “O.K. I'll take your
suitcase, and if you need money I
can give you some. But I won’t lie
for you if the police come around.”

“I don’t need any money,” the
Stripper sneered. “You won’t have to
lie for me.”

Bill Ludlow picked up the suitcase
and carried it to the bedroom, leaving
the Stripper alone in the livingroom.
The treacherous thug took his re-
volver from his pocket, handling it
with his handkerchief, and slid it un-
der a bureau. ‘

“Thanks, Bill,” he said when Lud-
low returned. “You ain’t got a thing
to worry about.”

The Stripper walked out of the
house. As he headed for his car, he
saw a young girl on the porch of the
home next door, a lush and desirable-
looking trick. Waving at her, he got
in the stolen car and drove it down
the street.

He abandoned it near the railroad,
went into the yards and waited for a
freight to pull in.

A month later, on August 22nd, the
Stripper was in the rear of the Blatz
print shop in Newberg, a town of
4,000, southwest of Portland, on U.S.

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fun YOU, capa hanged at South Bend, Washington, on Jane 31, 1902.

ma The Bacific County Historical Societn

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Fae | P.O. Box 384
RAYMOND, WASHINGTON 98577

January 10, 1978

Watt Hspy, Jr.

Law Library

Box 6205

University of Alabama
University, Alabama %35486

Please accept my apologies for the long delay---I notice
with shame thet your letter of inquiry is dated September oth,
Lett, I meant to do some research on your interesting sub ject,
but somehow the holidays caught up with our liuseum work---we
sell books for our support, along with hand-made gift items,
and participate in bazaars and flea markets, and such.

® Lum You, the Chinese, was hanged on Friday, January 31,
1902, at 9 aw m. in the frame court house at South Bend.
Attendance was by printed invitation only. The story is written
up in our magazine of regional history, TH SOU' sTuR.

as to the law in Jashington, my information differs from yours
in that “effective as of September 12, 1901, all executions were
to be made at Walla Walla't! but since this murder was committed
prior to that date, the responsibility of imposing the extreme
penalty was on the county officials.

X know of no other legal hangings, but sometimes the sheriffs -
were aided by assassinations, as in the Frederiksen-Rose case, //¥9o)
where two sentenced to be hanged were shot in the jail and another

j taken from the Montesano jail and shot.

I don't know the legality of the act, but a white murderer of
an Indian chief, Chenamus, was turned over to the Indians for
death by torture. The man's name was Dickinson (?) spelling, and
the fact that some whites did not attend the execution as demanded,
brought on the threat of Indian war in the 1850's and the establish-
ment of Camp (or Fort) Chehalis at the present site of Westport, Wa.
This I am doing from memory, but the material is documented and
could be had with a bit more searching. Lots of Indians were shot
or otherwise murdered before this time, but the forced witnessing of

@ this Indian execution put a real fear in the white settlers.

If you wish more details on other "not so legal" executions,
please write again, and I'll promise to be more Prompt.) oh Liver!
Y py]

xemremce (hie (i “farold Cc. Dixon)

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Pacific County Historical Society
Sheriff Thomas A. Roney, whose “most
unpleasant duty” it was to preside over the
hanging of Lum You.

their minds in the belief that Lum You
would receive a light sentence. The jury
was shocked when Judge A.E. Rice
sentenced Lum to be hanged.

The fact that only one juryman signed
a petition asking the governor to reduce
the conviction to second-degree murder
casts doubt on the story of the sym-
pathetic jury. Whatever the truth of
Lum’s escape, two points stand out. He
could not have escaped without the com-
pliance of his jailers, and it would be ex-

appeared.

Just when matters seemed to be work-
ing themselves out, Lum You turned
himself in, saying he had heard about
the reward and did not want to cause
trouble. It soon became apparent that

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Of his choices, Lum considered execu-
tion in America to be the less dis-
graceful.

Officials were forced to proceed with
what Sheriff Thomas A. Roney called
his “most unpleasant duty.” A trapdoor
was built over an empty ventilator shaft
in the county courthouse. Ropes were
attached to four levers, which were to
be pulled simultaneously. At least one
lever was a dummy intended to keep the
four executioners from knowing who
had actually killed Lum You.

Sheriff Roney sent five hundred per-
sonally signed invitations to the hang-
ing. He explained the grim gesture by

stating he was determined to “impress
upon the entire public the evil conse-
quences of disregarding the law.’ That
explanation is not entirely convincing:
the people Roney invited were not the
sort who needed the fear of justice
seared into their souls. Instead, Roney
appears to have engaged in a sly form
of crowd control. Pro- and anti-Lum feel-
ings ran strong, and the Chinese
represented a third, unknown factor. By
filling the town with people of predic-
table habits, Roney insured against
rowdiness,

Jas Axford was assigned the death
watch the night before the hanging. Ac-

BSTRAT
SOUTH BEND JOURNAL.

SOUTH WMND, WASIT, JANUARY 14, 1902,

Lum You eroapod from jail this
(Tuceday) niorning.

Hiiu whereabouts are aw yut un-
known though it is suppowod that
he went down the hay and headed
for Astoria.

The last soon of him wana little
after ning a.m. whon Amon Mark:
ham the deputy sheriff built ow tire
In the jail Ktove, Mr. Markham
ways that he then aaw hin in his
bunk and Gate says that after the
depaty eherif luft that Lun went
out to the atove with hin trousers
in his hand and droseed and then
went back to hin cell. There he
vomited and acted as though he
wore rick,

Gutes profenses to be totally ig-
norant of how or when Lum es.
caped though it seoma hardly pon
sible and wo small is the jail that
it would not bo possible fur one
prisoner to ercape unseen by the
other.

It ls certain that Lum had an
accomplice outside of the jail as
thore are no bars cut and no warke
anywhere that he escaped by any
other way except through the
door. It is believed that some one
took a wax Impression of the lock
und made a key therefrom. The

Lum feared deportation, a fate which he

door is locked with a heavy pad=

lock, but it would not be much of a
triok to make a koy to fit it.
Tracka which are supposed to be
T.um's go in the direction of the
Fiver, but hie trail is soon Jost in
the brush. No othor person visited
the jail except the janitor, J. R.
Shippey, who took the prisoners’
dinner iuto them about’ 12 o'clock,
Ho did not wee Lum then, but sup.
powed he waa in hiv cell, nor. did
Giawa vay anything abour the ew
capw of Lum. Win absence was
fret dincovered about 1:30 p,m,
by Mr. Markham, 2, D. Larson,
of Buy Contre, accompanied by A.
B. Gritith, C.J. Griflith and Jess
West auked to be permitted to see
fm and Mr, Markham took them
out to the jail, As they entered
Gates eaid: “Lum not here.”

Sherif Ronvy was notified and a
thorough search made of the ground
in the inmediate vicinity of the
jail by Markham, Roney, J. H.
Turner, J. 1. Myers and Lut's
would-be visitors,

All points accesnible by telegraph
or telephuns, including the towne
up the valley, Chehalis, Qrays har-
bor citic#, and Astoria, were sent
tho news, and Shorilf Roney iv con-
fident that Lum will be found..

Preparations had been progross:
ing favorably for the execution of

LUM YOU HAS ESCAPED!

WHEN VISITORS WENT TO SEE HIM TODAY, IT
WAS DISCOVERED THAT HE HAD PASSED
OUT, AIDED BY A FALSE KEY.

Lum You at 0 a. m. on Priday,
Jan. 81, The Invitations were
about ready to be issued. Ae the
Jail ia vo small, Shosiff Roney had
planned to have the hanging iu
the court room of the court houne.

Plane had been prepared by James :

Winters, Antt had been decided
fo put @ ventilator in the oourt
room, Mr. Ronuy wax golug to put
the trap underneath the opening

made for the ventilator In the cuile’

ing. No one wan to know who
sprung the trap as there wore to by
four ropes run to as many different
points in the butlding, and all four
ropes would have to pulled simul:
taneoualy to apring the trap, and

it would never be known who.

pulled the the fatal rope.

Though two petitions had been
ciroulated in Lum's behalf, there
was little prospovt of his sentence
being commuted t life imprison:
ment, ae only oneof tho jury which
cunyicted him had signed it,

Mr. Murkhom iv sure that fun
did not escape until aftor 11 a. a.
aaup to that thie he had been in
the shorif’s oftice and the jail door
wank constantly in view. Auditor
Dalton was with him a part of the
time, Between HL and 12a. mn. ft
is reported that a white boat with

three persons in it crossed the
river,

ne ee

was sure would result in his being ex-

ecuted upon reaching his homeland.
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Lum You’s escape merited an extra edition of the South Bend Journal.

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Invitation Only

The Hanging of Lum You

By LARRY HENNIGH

Pacific County Historical Society
One of five hundred invitations to the hanging of Lum You, signed by Sheriff Roney.

Bloom bumped into Lum, knocking over his chair
and spilling his cards. Angry words were spoken,
and Bloom became belligerent. Later that night
neighbors heard a shot outside Bloom’s home. The
next morning neighbors found Bloom in his bed,

dying of a bullet wound.

um You’s last morning on earth

marked several minor turning

points jn western history. He

was the first and only person executed

in Pacific County, Washington. He in-

spired 500 authentic memorabilia of the

Old West. And he served as a case study

of the plight of the Chinese in turn-of-
the-century America.

Many Chinese lived in the Willapa
Bay area of the Washington coast in the
late nineteenth and early twentieth cen-
turies. They worked in canneries, oyster
beds, cranberry bogs, or whereever else
reliable, unobtrusive labor was needed.

One of the few Orientals who became
widely known as an individual was Lum
You (also spelled Lum Yow). Lum was
a conspicuous success in his new land.
A gold watch and watch fob, jade

bracelets, and Chinese-style chains
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across his vest set off his well-tailored
Western suits. He had an unusually
long queue, which he sometimes braided
with lengths of silk ending in an or-
namental tassel.

The only thing known for certain
about the source of Lum You’s wealth
is that it came from his fellow Chinese.
He lived at the Chabot cranberry bogs
in workmen’s quarters known as ‘‘China
House.” His situation as a mediator be-
tween Chinese laborers and their
employers allowed for secret fees. Add-
ing to Lum You’s opportunities to ex-
tract money from other Chinese were
the large amounts of opium smoked at
China House and the continuous gam-
bling there.

According to reminiscences collected
by the Pacific County Historical So-
ciety, Lum You was proud, dignified,

consistently cheerful, and took special
delight in entertaining children. Resi-
dents recalled that as children they en-
joyed his witty conversation and his
gifts of ‘‘a fruit with a large seed which
tasted like a plump grape” (i.e. litchi
nuts).

Lum You’s local fame grew in 1898,
when he complained to South Bend,
Washington, police chief Marion Egbert
about another Chinese. In those days,

Chinese were expected to settle their |
differences among themselves without ,

burdening the law. Egbert angrily re-
plied that he did not want to hear about
the matter. When Lum asked for advice,
Egbert answered, “I don’t care. Chop
off his head if you want to.”

Lum You complied. He struck his an- :

tagonist in the head with an axe as he

slept. The victim survived, but Lum was .

sentenced to six months in prison and
fined five hundred dollars.

Lum’s literal interpretation of

Egbert’s irony was an enduring source
of local amusement. Since it was Marion
who violated the rule to “‘be careful.
what you say to a Chinaman,’’ Lum’s
reputation was not harmed. But he ac-
quired a criminal record which he by no
means needed.

Events took an ugly turn at Gracey’s
store in Bay Center, Washington, on
August 6, 1901. A burly oysterman
named Oscar Bloom went on a drunken
spree which ended with Lum You’s
shooting him. Accounts differ, but
basically Bloom bumped into. Lum,
knocking over his chair and spilling his
cards. Angry words were spoken, and
Bloom became belligerent. Later that
night neighbors heard a shot outside
Bloom’s home. The next morning neigh-
bors found Bloom in his bed, dying of
a bullet wound.

Bloom made a long, hesitating state-
ment to a notary public, identifying
Lum You as the one who fired the shot.
According to Bloom, he had met Lum
in an alley on the way home. “I may
have had a few words with him....I
don’t remember the words.” Later Lum
appeared on his porch, shot him with a

pistol, and ran away. Bloom ended his
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burly oysterman
went on a drunken
with Lum You’s
counts differ, but.
umped into. Lum,
.air and spilling his
; were spoken, and
igerent. Later that

ard a shot outside:
,ext morning neigh: »
in his bed, dying of :

1g, hesitating state-
public, identifying
. who fired the shot.

m, he had met Lum *

way home. “I may

rds with him. : vs 1

» words.’ Later Lum
~ch, shot him with:a

.y, Bloom ended his
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account, “I am making this statement
in the full belief that I am dying sure as
if a doctor was here.”’

A few minutes later a doctor arrived
and confirmed Bloom’s prognosis. A .38
caliber bullet had penetrated Bloom’s
bladder and intestine and had lodged in
his spine. Twenty-three hours after the
shot was fired, Oscar Bloom died.

When law officers arrived at China
House in South Bend, they found Lum
You waiting. He readily admitted to fir-
ing the fatal shot and gave his side of
the story. He claimed that as he was
going home he found Bloom waiting for
him in an alley. Bloom had seized him
by the throat with one hand, choking
him, while he removed forty dollars in
bills and seventy-five cents in coins from
Lum’s pocket with the other. Bloom
threatened to kill him the next time they
met, so Lum went to his room, put one
bullet in his .38 caliber pistol, went to
Bloom's front porch, and shot him from
about five feet away.

The two versions seemed to support
each other. Where Bloom had been
specific, Lum was in basic agreement.
Where Bloom had been vague, Lum was
accusatory. Lum appreared to have
given the fuller account, and the public
sympathized with him. Bloom had been
belligerent and being much the bigger
man had behaved as a bully. Many
believed Lum had ended a fight that
Bloom had started.

Oscar Bloom, however, had owned a
skiff and a bateau and had a lease on
five acres of oyster bed. That hardly
qualified him as local aristocracy, but he
technically was among the class who
employed Chinese laborers. Regular
employers of Chinese feared it would set

a dangerous example if Lum You got
away with killing a white man. Prosecu-
tion, therefore, was vigorous.

Lum You’s trial was set for October
1, but delayed until October 15. At-
torney William H. Gudgel defended
Lum vigorously but had a weak case.
Lum unquestionably had pulled the trig-
ger. In fact, the case might not have
come to trial at all if the presiding judge
had not ruled that it was impossible to
plead guilty to first-degree murder and
that, therefore, all the evidence had to
be heard.

When Lum You testified, the jury had
difficulty following his rapid mixture of
English and Chinese. Chinese trans-
lators did not help much, so Lum’s
defense had to be based largely on his
earlier statements to police.

Under scrutiny Lum You’s account
began to fall apart. Oscar Bloom prob-
ably did bluster threats to kill Lum, but
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the theft of the forty dollars and
seventy-five cents proved to be a self-
serving fiction. Bloom had not spent the
supposed loot, and no one ever found
any of it. In the end, the verdict had to
be murder in the first degree.

The Washington state legislature had
voted that all executions for crimes com-
mitted after September 12, 1901, had to
be carried out at the penitentiary in
Walla Walla. Lum You had murdered
Oscar Bloom before that date, so Pacific
County officials had no choice but to
prepare for what they knew would be
their only execution.

Then Lum You mysteriously escaped.
A two-hundred-dollar reward was of-
fered for his capture; all places with
telegraphs were wired to be on the
lookout; and a posse was organized. Of-
ficials seemed baffled that Lum You

could have escaped from his little jail
unnoticed. Even Lum You's jail mate
expressed mystification at the
disappearance.

A rumor that an accomplice had made
a wax impression of the jail key, pro-
duced a false key, and slipped it to Lum
through the window fooled no one. In-
stead, a story spread that officials had
deliberately left the door unlocked and
had encouraged—some said begged or
even ordered—Lum to leave town. Then,
according to the story, they offered the
reward for appearance’s sake once they
believed Lum was safely across the Col-
umbia River.

That story was based on another
equally unofficial account that the jury
had first voted eleven to one for acquit-
tal. One juryman was said to have stub-
bornly held out until the others changed

(aL OF LU

(pe recente,

ee GREAT PROVOCATION... ae

Se ere

_ SQUTH BEND;'PACIFIC COUNTY, WAS

of Crime Committed.

bis 8 _
| ..On..cross. examisation,-witn
that she saw him shoot at-Bloot
<] but could ; not see : into Bloow
1 She. knew “Oscar - quite” well, ;
se ay | BONERS bred... pie eter of Her
DS ally,:: She did mot send: (he. bo;
uv. tee: what ‘was'“thay matter “and

ot

know that: Oscar.
morning, ‘>

Cf Sop URSD AYE MORNE |
* Chas. Rifoades of Hay Centre

*\away Bat did’ nothing: °
Lion Took ‘place fa Trout of Grace
in Ray Centre. . Crove-examined
said he :did' not’ think mocb
Lum You ssid. *Hed employed
various.times. . Bloom appeared
.. | been drinking at the time. Did
-.| what took’ place between OF
* "| defendant.*” Bloom drank cons

ue

Pueeday last began the trial of others were presentatthe time, The next
Law: You for the murder of Oscar |tme witness saw Bloom’ be was dead,

im of Bay Center on the evening
Avg. 8 lest. The regular venire
ofjprymen was exhausted, many | Ged « bullet which was ebowu him as the

He and Dr. Vickery performed a post
mortem examination. Bloom's death was
caused bye gunshot wound. He ideati-

Ebaby gproused and others diamissed | one which be had found {n'the ‘body. It
for qaulee. . A special venire was bad passed through the bladder, perforat-

Shen issued: by the court for 24
i re: Out of the original: panel
had.been. passed for cause at the upper end Ane to striking“a bone.
“eben it came to the use of He saw the impriat of boot on the crn-

ptory challenges the pro- ter panel of the door, Coming up from
ed but three and the das Bay Center on the steamer after the arrest

Teecpition us

ed the intestines three times and had
lodged ega'met the spine at the beck part
of the pelvic cavity. Bullet was flattened

of Lum, the Jatter told him, Thos. Roney

i 5 BOR ae
‘fegep one. Martin Weleb is assist: | gud others thet Oscar bad been teasing

My og hip brother,the county attorney, | him aud bed just shaken and choked him.

Vhs prosecution ofthecase. The| He broke away and Taner te Di” room
‘a4 hes been taking the trial ¥sld he would ki!l Oscar, y When be came

oat 5 ar y'though he watches the out with bfé revolver prea at bie

but vot quarreleome when druu
cliued to tease and anvoy others
Lincola Lewis of . Bay Centre,
had known both Luw and Bloog
five years. He end Bob Grace
Lum ssy he wes going to shod
This wae about -Christmas: the
examined be sald, fre bad nota
with Lum You....um made’ thi
in bis own’ house, Lum secme
very augry. They left fmm
Didn't went to mix up in them
did not tel! Oscer,-” ay
Robt, Gracey, of Bay Centre,
bad liyed in Bay Centre -ebou
years bad kuown Lum aboutalg
Met Lum In his bouse about lest
mas and Lum sald he would bho:
Lincoln lewls was with big
amined, devied any feeling aga:
Denled any attempt to get hp 4
ing perty. Heard wo talk gbou

Lum You’s trial was the lead story in the October 18, 1901,

Author’s Collection

South Bend Journal.
47


~ TRONARD, |

Jack
lusttated h

W. H. Lever, Publisher, 1901.

Eage EES PORKY OR? \WE:
Afterward uvo other persons were ar-
vestcd vain) confined: aa gay aldmely,: Cocrics
:\, Marshall, alias “Blackey,” and Robert Aic-
Donald, whose sobriquet was “Dakota Slim.”
Marshall was. osieusibly confined’: uz the

charge of stealing a roll of blankets, but the

seal intention was that his incarceration sheuid

‘ ~ sty . os tt) ' pte oT
dence connecting him. with the murder ot
a ee Fin mm THK 4g BEN PEA SS dnd 981; j
jiayden. A Spokane detective Was employed
aut Va wa; ty othy 3 : 7933 5 rethiv
and /placed in the: county sat ostensibly

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had beer ¢oniaiitred seat « seéltice function.
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i ae AECLECELVE: 2 epi CSG Clb liigtke SA ECGT OR xe) COll-

feased tu Wim his connection with the Hayden
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collecrec, and betwee:
in the morning oi January 7, 1898, effected
an entrance to the jail. hiieet the cell of

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white, hanged Pullman, Washington, on 3-25-1918,
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chesters and revoivers: and seeurely masked.

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ticket: for Lewiston, but Ne alighted. trom
the train at Texas terry and at Guce resumed
his life of dissipation and sin. He had been
in the town but a short time when he probabiy
learned that Malauist, fannliarly known as
"Old jake,” was generally supposed to carry
on Its person a large sum of money.

On ihe afternoon of Saturday, July 18,
he entered the saloon owned and con
‘The old’ man was alone

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dueted by Aigiquist.

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been taking chunks of the public (and In-

sating the tribes for their land. In effect,
the federal government was giving away
property which it was not entitled legally
to dispense. To correct this small over-
sight, Congress passed the Donation Act
in 1850 which set up a plan for the estab-
lishment of Indian reservations, and pay-
ment to the tribes for land and rights
taken away. It was this act which Gover-
nor Stevens set out to implement in 1854.

A man who believed in wasting no time,
he gave himself one month to cover the
vast region west of the Cascades and
north of the Columbia. He thought this
ample time to visit the thirty-odd tribes,
take a few minutes to “learn their needs,”
place a valuation on their land, and get
that all-important signature on the treaty.
He set this impossible schedule because
he was deceived, perhaps, by the docility
of the “canoe Indians” around him on Pu-
get Sound. These Suquamish peoples
were essentially friendly with the settlers
in the town bearing the name of their re-
spected chief, Seattle. Other tribes in the
territory were to prove less tractable.

Stevens moved swiftly. In 1854 and
1855, Nisquallies and Puyallups fell to his
mighty pen; Duwamish and Skagits, Quin-
aults and Yakimas. He skillfully mini-
mized Indian claims to sixty million acres
in exchange for flattery, jugs of molasses,
a few worthless reservations and payment
of a magnificent seven cents an acre! Tri-
bal chieftains were confused; they were
rushed into signing away their birthright.

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_ By the time they became aware of their
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loss, Stevens was scurrying on his way,
blithely unaware of the savage storm
brewing in his footsteps.

Only Chief Seattle and Leschi, a hand-
some, intelligent Nisqually, were far-sight-
ed enough to see the mortal threat to their
people’s proud heritage. Each reacted in
the way he deemed wisest. Seattle, wish-
ing to avoid futile bloodshed, signed, but
he said bitterly, “Why should I mourn the
untimely fate of my people? Tribe follows

Illus.: Courtesy Seattle Historical Society.

Chief Leschi, alleged instigator of
attack, was hanged at Steilacoom.

ttle; N. blockhouse at right is where settlers took refuge.

tribe, and nation follows nation like the
waves of the sea. It is the order of nature
and regret is useless. Your (the whites’)
time of decay may be distant, but it will
surely come. Even the white man cannot
escape the common destiny. We may be
brothers after all. We shall see!”

Leschi saw his Nisquallies’ rich bottom
land taken away, seethed at the unfair
treaty terms, and refused to sign. He be-
gan travelling the Northwest promoting
rebellion, agitating, enlisting aid. He
spread rumor of a Polakly Illahee; a land
of darkness where the whites would send
all Indians and “where the sun never
shone and the mosquitoes were so big that
a single bite would kill the strongest man.”

He went south into Oregon, and east to
the Yakimas, and got a promise of help
from the Klickitats, a particularly fero-
cious band of the Yakima Nation.

The first trouble appeared in the Co-
lumbia basin while whirlwind Stevens was
further east talking with the Blackfeet.
The Yakimas, a large confederation un-
der Kamiakin, were incensed when they
finally understood the full meaning of the
treaty they had signed in June, 1855. They
promptly killed a party of miners crossing
their land toward the newly-discovered
Colville gold fields near the Canadian
border.

Cavalry and infantry units were order-
ed into the field from The Dalles and Fort
Vancouver, and the spirit of rebellion
started to spread westward, over the Cas-
cades to Puget Sound.

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Seattle settlers running to north blockhouse at beginning of attack; DECATUR in upper right.

THE WEST MAGAZINE, June, 1970
Brave Milton Holgate, who had earlier killed a man in his sister's

defense, walked out the door to look for Indians and
caught a ball between the eyes. It was no place to sight-see...

by Wayne E. Kruse

WELVE-POUND SHELLS whistled
over the roofs of a small Puget
Sound village on the morning of January
26, 1856. The shells exploded against a
hillside behind the town, scattering great
clods of earth, fir branches and a large
party of terror-stricken Klickitats and Nis-
quallies. Sweating gun crews aboard the
United States Sloop-of-War Decatur had
just touched off the Battle of Seattle!
The Puget Sound Indian war was a
weird, tragi-comic affair which refused to

follow the script prepared for the Sioux
and Cheyenne troubles which were ex-
pected to follow. It featured one of the
very few successful actions by the U.S.
Navy against Indian hostiles in our fron-
tier history.

Also in the cast was a territorial gover-
nor who, when approached by frightened
settlers, said reassuringly: “I say to you
there are not fifty hostile Indians in this
whole territory, and I believe that New
York and San Francisco will as soon be
attacked by the Indians as the town of
Seattle.”

Major Isaac I. Stevens, appointed Gov-

ernor of Washington Territory in 1853,
was a very busy man indeed. This small,
brisk New Englander was Superintendent
of Indian Affairs and Joint Commissioner
for all tribes north of the Columbia and
east to the Rockies; Commander-in-Chief
of Territorial Militia; Head of Surveyors
for a proposed northern railroad route,
and in his spare time was supposed to set
up the first government for the new Ter-
ritory! re
He faced a monumental task, but he de-
cided to devote his first energies to the
“Indian problem.” :
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ed for Seattle, twenty-five miles away.
“Big Tom,” a friendly Duwamish, found
Johnny carrying his little brother, push-
ing his sister along, and crying for his lost
puppy.

The White River massacre was the fin-
al persuader. Throughout the territory
some sixty blockhouses were built and
the outlying settlers moved close to them.
This worked a special hardship on the
farmers because the fall harvest had not
been completed, and later, food was to
become scarce.

The massacre also spurred the U.S.
Army into action. There were three reg-
ular Army posts in the area: Fort Steila-
coom on Puget Sound, and Forts Vancou-
ver and The Dalles on the Columbia Riv-
er. All three were dangerously under-
staffed, due to the attitude of Gen’l John
Wool, commanding the Army’s Depart-
ment of the Pacific. He felt that the set-
tlers were exaggerating the Indian prob-
lem and bringing most of their troubles
upon themselves, so he cut the allotment
of troops to the three posts. :

Stationed at Fort Vancouver during
this general period were two young of-
ficers destined for the history books, Lieu-
tenants Phil Sheridan and Ulysses S.
Grant.

Shcwetisnaba or not, something had to
be done, so Lieutenant Slaughter and a

- company of regular infantry marched

from Fort Steilacoom to patrol the foot-
hills of the Cascades and try to keep any
hostile Yakimas from coming over
Naches Pass. Some of his men were sent
to try and find the Muckleshoots respon-
sible for the White River killings.

In Seattle Dr. Maynard, the assistant
Indian agent, decided to move the Suqua-
mish and Duwamish to a reservation
across the sound. So far, Chief Seattle had
been able to keep his people peaceful
even in the face of threats and pleas from
Leschi. Across the sound, they would be
isolated from the hostiles and safe from
the raiding parties of fierce Canadian
tribes rumored to be heading south in re-
sponse to Leschi’s call.

A few of these parties of Nootkas and
Haidas, in their big sailing canoes, had
already been intercepted by the Decatur’s
patrols. At one confrontation Captain
Sterrett invited the powerful Chief Sco-
well and fifty or sixty of his northern war-
riors on board to talk, but they refused.
Pointing to his ship’s cannon and stacks of
balls, the Captain said perhaps they
should listen to his “wah wah.”

He said to them, “Go home! Bad war
coming. Mebbe northern Indians get kill-
ed by mistake. All look alike to sailors.
Can’t tell friend from enemy.” The north-
ern hostiles left almost immediately for
Vancouver Island.

Had Scowell’s fierce, athletic braves
been allowed to roam at will, and had not
Seattle and Patkanim been able to keep
the Suquamish and Snoqualmies peace-

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ful, it is entirely possible that a general
uprising throughout the northwest could
have occurred, wiping out the scattered
American settlers and causing the Cana-
dian boundary to be set at the Columbia
River.

By the end of November, the town of
Seattle looked well-protected. The block-
house was finished, the Decatur was an-
chored in the harbor, every man was arm-
ed, and the outlying settlers had come in.
Marines from the ship, and the local mili-
tia, patrolled around the town, and the
friendly Indians were all on their -reser-
vation. Best of all, Lieutenant Slaughter
and the United States Army were patrol-
ling the foothills, keeping off the dreaded
Yakimas and Klickitats.

On October 31, two couriers riding
from Fort Steilacoom to Lieutenant
Slaughter’s command in the foothills were
ambushed and killed. From November 3
to November 6, 240 Army regulars under
Captain Maloney fought a series of skir-
mishes with bands of Nisquallies, Pyall-
ups and Duwamish under Leschi. This
command was returning over Naches Pass
from an abortive movement against the
Yakimas, and in the jungle-like brush of
the Green and Puyallup River valleys,
they lost nineteen men. But what really
shook Seattle’s timbers was the news of
Lieutenant Slaughter’s death.

The good Lieutenant, thinking that the
pass would soon be snowed in, headed
back for Fort Steilacoom. He camped in
an abandoned cabin on the night of De-
cember 4 where his guide told him it was
dangerous to camp; he posted no guards
because he had seen not one single hos-
tile all day; and then stood in the light of
a roaring fire of fence rails, silhouetted
handily for death from ambush. The
guide, hearing noises in the brush, told
the Lieutenant that it was Indians and
that they’d better put out the fire. Slaugh-
ter said no, and just then a volley roared
out of the dripping night. The lieutenant
and Corporals Barry and Clarendon were
killed and six others wounded.

The next morning the bodies were car-
ried to Seattle for transport to the fort
aboard the Decatur. It was a black day for
the town, because this was their first ac-
tual sight of the grisly results of Indian
warfare.

The few militia and Army regulars pa-
trolling the area were called in to protect
the settlements, and the entire Puget
Sound country was left to the hostiles.

The Decatur, returning from Fort Steil-
acoom, almost failed to keep her appoint-
ment with the actual battle of Seattle. She
grounded herself, ungracefully, on a mud
bar, and opened all her seams! Being
nearly twenty years old, she was riddled
with dry-rot anyway, and the grounding
almost did her in. But by dint of frantic
pumping, she floated herself at high tide
and managed to wallow back to town.
The crew drove her on the beach so they
could re-caulk her seams, and, of course,

while in this position, her cannon were
useless. Gloom was the only thing under
the tree that Christmas of 1855.

Food was scarce, ordinary business was
impossible, and rumors began to drift in
to Seattle of Yakimas and Klickitats com-
ing over the mountains to reinforce Les-
chi. The town was jumpy, and false
alarms occurred almost every night. On
the evening of January 18, for instance,
the settlers were aroused by a woman’s
scream and a gun shot. Volunteers ran to
their posts, but it turned out the Indians
weren't involved at all. An amorous sail-
or had tried to crawl through the bed-
room window of one of the village maids,
and she had promptly slammed it down,
pinning him to the sash. Her fifteen-year-
old brother, hearing her screams, and
anxious to avenge the family honor, came
charging in and put a musket ball through
the unfortunate seaman’s head.

Rumors circulated that Leschi planned
to capture the helpless Decatur, along
with her cannon, but by January 19, the
Indians were too late. The crew, working
frantically, floated the ship and re-moun-
ted her batteries. She was joined in the
harbor, on January 25, by the survey ship
Active, carrying the peripatetic Gover-
nor Stevens.

Back from his talks with the Blackfeet,
the governor still wasn’t wasting any time.
He listened impatiently to the tales of
fighting and killing, assured the settlers
that there was absolutely no Indian dan-
ger, and tried to talk the Decatur’s skip-
per into sailing off into the sunset. Re-
fusing to believe that his magnificent
treaties were exploding in his face, that
no money had come from Congress for
the tribes, that the local Indian agent was
still paying from his own pocket for pre-
sents the Governor had promised a year
before, he returned to the Active in a rage
and departed.

The Active was still in sight in the bay
when friendly tribes began drifting into
town, looking for protection. They said
that hundreds of Klickitats had come over
the mountains, and that for two days the
local hostiles had been ferrying them
across Lake Washington. It was difficult
to tell for sure, since the thick underbrush
hid all movement. An unsubstantiated
rumor said that Leschi himself, in dis-
guise, came into town that evening to plan
the attack with his local confederates.

Defenses were hurriedly strengthened.
More marines were sent ashore from the

Decatur, and a small, brass field howit- _

zer with its crew was placed at the south
end of town. Every male in Seattle was
put on guard that night; a night that was
dark and foggy, and filled with sounds. It
was an ideal night for the hostiles, as they
drifted into position on the low ridge be-
hind town.

The only written account of the battle
is a highly colorful report by Lieutenant
Phelps, the Decatur’s navigation officer.
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enough, but in September the Muckle-
shoot Tribe raided an isolated homestead
in the White River Valley, southeast of
Seattle. The Muckleshoots had been
thrown out of their traditional river
homes and were to be moved onto reser-
vations with the salt-water tribes. They re-
membered the terrific beating Chief Seat-
tle and his boys had given them years be-
fore when they came down the river in
their war canoes, and they had good rea-
son to believe that the performance
would be repeated if they were forced to
move in with their old enemies.

No one was hurt in the Muckleshoot
raid, because the farmer involved, Allen
Porter, had heard rumors of Indian trou-
ble and had taken to sleeping in the brush
outside his cabin. The light of his burn-
ing farmhouse sent him paddling furious-
ly downriver toward Seattle, warning the
scattered homesteaders along the way.
Things were beginning to look serious,
and by next morning the settlers who had
been warned were all in Seattle.

The town diverted a shipment of
squared timbers bound for California and
started building a blockhouse. They sent
Arthur Denny, a prominent citizen, to
petition the Territorial Legislature for
funds to raise militia. Denny was also to
ask for a U.S. warship, since the nearest
Army establishment, Fort Steilacoom,
was more than thirty-five miles down the
Sound. Acting Governor Mason (Stevens
was still five hundred miles to the east,
talking to the Blackfeet) figured that
these alarms were so much hysterical ba-
loney, and led hastily-recruited militia to
the White River to prove it. The Muckle-
shoots, faced with loaded rifles, fell all
over themselves to swear that they were
decent, sober, and innocent as ever could
be. Mason, of course, believed them.

On his return to Seattle, Mason found
the U.S. Sloop-of-War Decatur anchor-
ed in the harbor. Captain Isaac Sterrett
had received orders to sail from Hono-
lulu and “cruise the coast of Oregon and
California for the protection of settlers,”
but he had fortunately decided to include
Puget Sound. Acting Governor Mason
told the White River settlers to go back
to their farms, and tried to persuade Cap-
tain Sterrett to sail on about his busi-
ness, suspecting that the town wanted the
ship there as a market for their wares,
rather than as a defense against Indians.

Arthur Denny was able to persuade
Sterrett to stay, although he couldn’t stop
the homesteaders from returning to their
homes. This was tragic, since Denny had
private information from Chiefs Seattle
and Patkanim that the new blockhouse
would soon come in quite handy!

Denny set about organizing every white
male in Seattle into militia companies,
and started construction of a stockade
around part of the town. The realization
was beginning to dawn that these scat-
tered incidents were the beginning of a
possible general uprising, and that the

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whole Northwest was in real danger. On
October 25, 1855, the men of Seattle vol-
unteered for three months duty.

Word had gotten around that Leschi
was agitating for war, and Mason, think-
ing he could squelch once and for all what
he still considered to be silly fears, order-
ed a militia unit to take Leschi into cus-
tody. The only charge was “possible re-
sistance” to the Medicine Creek treaty.

The Nisquallies, of course, fled; but
they managed to catch two of their pur-
suers in the sights of their antiquated flint-
lock trade muskets. Lieutenant McAllis-
ter and Mr. Connell, volunteers in a com-
pany called “Eaton’s Rangers,” died on
October 27, and the fat was really in the
fire.

0. the evening of October 28, several
canoes were sighted from Seattle, coming
from the White River. The craft carried
Mr. and Mrs. William Cox, Moses Kirk-
land and his daughters, and a bachelor,
Joe Lake. These were homesteaders that
had been sent back to their farms only
days before by Mason, and they had a dis-
turbing story to tell.

At seven o'clock that morning, while
standing in the door of the Cox home, Joe
Lake had been shot at by an Indian, and
he had a hole in his coat to prove it. They
had started for Seattle immediately, warn-
ing others along the river as they went.

The very next morning an Indian called
“Dave” arrived with three small white
children. He said he had picked them up
from another Indian on the White River

who had brought them ‘down from the
homesteads, hidden under a bearskin in
the bottom of his canoe. John King, the
oldest of the three at seven years, told the
worried Seattleites enough to convince
them that a massacre had taken place.

A militia company under Captain Hew-
itt marched immediately, mission: trou-
ble-shooting. They found the Cox farm
looted,.and proceeded upriver to the
Brannan homestead. They found the bod-
ies of Mrs. Brannan and her ten-month-
old child stuffed head-first into the well.
Mrs. Brannan had been stabbed several
times, but the baby (unclothed, as though
snatched from the cradle), was not mark-
ed and had apparently died of suffocation.
Mr. Brannan was found in the house,
hacked and partially dismembered.

There was evidence to show he must
have fought fiercely, and killed or wound-
ed a couple of his attackers, for bloody
drag marks were found in the yard and on
the fence rails.

The volunteers buried the bodies and
marched on to the King farm.

Mr. and Mrs. King had been shot, roast-
ed in their own burning home, and their
bodies thrown in the hog pen where they
were partially devoured by the hogs. The
Kings had two children. George, the old-
est at five years, was carried off by the
Indians, but was returned months later.
The baby was never seen again.

At the Jones farm they found the house
burned to the ground, and with it Mr.
Jones, who had been ill and confined to

(Continued on page 61)

Sloop-of-War DECATUR was ordered from post at Honolulu to protect
settlers along Pacific. Her 16 guns were decisive in defense of Seattle.

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George,” the notorious mountain ban-
dit. As they were pacing the platform,
Wilde presumed he had a very tedious
ride before him. On the contrary, sugges-
ted the reporter, he should enjoy the rug-
ged mountain scenery.

“Oh! How very beautiful that will be,”
Wilde exclaimed. “Will we see any wild
animals— from the cars, I mean?”

“Oh, yes,” was the answer. “You will
see flocks of aesthetic jack-rabbits be-
tween here and Cheyenne, and herds of

sublime antelope on the mountains with
here and there droves of charming griz-
zly bears and buffalo.”

“How unutterably lovely,” said Wilde.
“Ts it really so? That will be too, too beau-
tiful.”

Wilde, on landing in New York in Jan-
uary, had said to the customs men: “I
have nothing to declare but my genius.”

He left for home in July richer, accord-
ing to deriders, by about $1,000. Plus, of
course, his ineffable genius. ®@

SNEAKY PETE
(Continued from page 33)

This combination almost always does a
messy job, providing weak penetration.
A brawny arm or a well filled wallet could
stop the large round ball of the old der-
ringers.

The chief danger from the short guns
then was from infection from the slow
moving bullet. The large round, slow
moving, greased ball of the hideout gun
attracted all sorts of textile trash as it en-

tered the body. The low velocity of the
round lead bullet pushed this textile resi-
due ahead of it as it ploughed a path into
the body. Due to the size of the ball and
the low charge propelling it, the ball did
not have enough punch to plow its way
entirely through a man’s body. The shock
of the entering bullet could be survived,
but the ensuing infection was almost al-
ways fatal.

Old Sneaky Pete had his impact in the
Winning of the American West as well as
did the other guns—if only in the form of
a threat. Nobody wants to be shot—not
even with a toy. ®

DECATUR BATTLED...
(Continued from page 37)

bed. Mrs. Jones’ body was near the house,
shot through the chest and with the face
horribly broken and mutilated with an
axe. Mr. Cooper, who had been living
with the Jones, lay 150 yards from the
house, shot through the chest.

The only eye-witness to the massacre
was Mrs. Jones’ oldest son, Johnny King
(Harvey Jones’ stepson; no relation to the
neighboring King family). He was one of
the three Jones children who had been
carried safely to Seattle by friendly
Indians. Years later he described what
had taken place at the lonely homestead
that Sunday morning, October 28, 1855.

M.s. Jones, the three children, and
Enos Cooper had been eating breakfast.
There was a knock on the door. Mrs.
Jones opened it, and came face to face
with a group of armed Indians. She slam-
med the door, hid the children under the
bed, picked up her husband’s revolver
and started firing through the front win-
dow. Mr. Jones staggered from his sick-
bed and leaned on the bedroom door
jamb. Suddenly he jerked and exclaimed,
“Oh my God, I’m shot.”’ Blood was
streaming down his chest from a ball that
had passed through the front door.

His wife helped him back to bed; his

THE WEST

moans ceased, and he died. The Indians
forced the door, killed the adults and
dragged the children from under the bed.

Nelson, the Muckleshoot chief direct-
ing the party had been a frequent, friend-
ly visitor to the Jones farm. When he saw
the children dragged outside he told lit-
tle Johnny to take his still younger broth-
er and sister to the Thomas homestead,
two miles away. The Brannans were near-
er, and Johnny went there instead, only
to find it in ashes.

He returned to his own home and found
that it, too, was burning. The children
were getting hungry, so they had a meal
of roasted potatoes covered with melted
butter; the butter they had found in stone
crocks that they pulled from the ashes of
the storehouse.

“Cooper,” their puppy, came bound-
ing from the underbrush, but Johnny
drove him off with a stick, thinking he
might bark and bring the Indians back,
although all three children cried at the
expression on the poor dog’s face.

They soon came upon their dying moth-
er, lying southwest of the house. She was
pleased to see they were safe, but told
them they must go immediately to the
Thomas farm. She charged Johnny with
responsibility for the safety of the two
younger children and ordered them on
their way.

They found the Thomas family gone,
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tion away from the navigating error which
caused the ship’s mudbar episode. The
settlers didn’t appreciate the document,
for Phelps called them “cowardly yokels”
who were saved, in spite of themselves,
by the U.S. Navy. It was obvious Phelps
was an impatient man who possessed not
a shred of tact.

0. the morning of January 26, 1856,
the massed Indians looked down on Seat-
tle, a scruffy collection of some forty
dwellings on a low-lying, curved neck of
land projecting into Elliott Bay. The
houses clustered around the town’s only
money-making business, Yesler’s sawmill.
Inside the curve was a mosquito-infested
swamp which was gradually being filled
in with sawdust and bark from the mill.
The streets were dirty, and in the wet cli-
mate were only semi-solid much of the
time; they meandered around stumps and
groups of Indian hovels.

Despite repeated warnings from paid
scouts and others, most of the settlers
were caught by surprise that morning.
Many of the marines and most of the mili-
tia had come off night watch and were
eating breakfast. Suddenly, a scout
named Denny Jim came running through
the back door of Williamson’s store and
yelled, “Indians are here!” He continued
through the store and headed for his
canoe and safety.

Word was sent to Yesler, who paddled
out to the Decatur. Drums rolled, marines
rushed ashore, gun crews ran to their can-
non, and volunteers to their posts. A fat
squaw called Nancy ran for the beach,
screaming, “Hiyu Klickitat kopa Tom
Pepper’s!”

The crew of the brass field piece,
taking its cue, lobbed a shell over Tom
Pepper’s house, into the woods behind,
and the shattering report at eight o’clock
on a supposedly peaceful Saturday morn-
ing really broke things loose. Indians
yelled, settlers screamed and ran for the
blockhouse, and a broadside roared out
from the anchored Decatur’s twelve-
pounders.

In a house on the outskirts of town, Hil-
lory Butler couldn’t find his pants and. it
didn’t sound like there was much time to
look for them, so he made his dramatic
entry into the blockhouse wearing a pair
of his wife’s red petticoats to protect his
dignity. David Denny, a volunteer mili-
tiaman, didn’t fare much better. He tore
the seat out of his homespun breeches as
he ran through the brush, and seemed
more interested in positioning himself
face-to-face with his neighbors than in
fighting Indians.

Denny’s wife, Louisa, was alone in their
cabin with her two-year old baby. She was
baking biscuits, and when the shooting
Started she scooped them into her apron,
threw the baby under one arm and made
it to the blockhouse without loss of bis-
cuit or baby.

Mrs. Blaine and her newborn child

THE WEST

were immediately carried to the Decatur
in a rocking-chair. (Later, all the women
and children were put aboard ship as a
safety measure.) In the blockhouse, chil-
dren ran about, bumping into men who
were loading and firing. One shot, thus
sent astray, tore through the high-piled
hair of Miss Kirkland. She fainted, and
the other women started wailing, thinking
she was dead. .

The cannonade from the Decatur, and
the musket fire, lasted until mid-after-
noon and then slacked off. Walter Gra-
ham and three other young volunteers
took the opportunity to crawl along the
beach to Arthur Denny’s house, where
they thought they could get a better shot
from the attic. They crawled through the
door, went upstairs, and knocked a board
out from the peak of the roof. The min-
ute the board came down, a shower of
slugs rattled through the wall and “we got
down and out considerably faster than we
went up.”

Milton Holgate was in the blockhouse
with the musket that had defended his
sister’s honor a few nights before. Think-

ing that he’d try it on an Indian, he walked |

to the door and caught a ball between the
eyes. Robert Wilson, standing, gawking,
on the porch of the Felker house, met the
same fate, the only other known casual-
ty of the Battle of Seattle.

Scattered shots continued through the
evening, and the settlers could see flames
as the outlying homes and farms were put
to the torch. By ten o’clock, all firing
ceased and an uneasy silence fell. The
ship’s cannon had been too much for the
Indians, and on the morning of January
27 it was obvious that there wasn’t a hos-
tile left around Seattle.

The U.S. Army pushed Leschi’s retreat-
ing band over Naches Pass in fourteen
feet of snow; a terrible journey. The In-
dians were heading for safety in the Ya-
kima Valley, but they lost many old peo-
ple and children to the saw-toothed Cas-
cade Range. Their forced diet of roots
and horseflesh was no way to cope with
winter in the Northwest.

When he reached the Yakimas, Leschi
sent a message back to the coast tribes:
“Accept the treaties; to war is futile.” On
the coast, rewards were offered for all the
hostile leaders. “Headhunting” commis-
sions were given to friendly Indians, of-
fering them twenty dollars for a hostile’s
head, and eighty for a chief’s. Patkanim,
the Snoqualmie, became a common sight,
coming into town with a load of heads in
a burlap sack like so many cabbages.

Colonel Wright, commander at Fort
Vancouver, went up the Columbia to the
Yakima Valley to talk with hostile chiefs
Leschi, Nelson, and Kitsap, and extracted
their promises that they would fight no
more. Not wishing to stir up more trouble
he granted them immunity and sent them
back over the mountains. Unfortunately,
they found their land and horses confis-

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HORTLY after ten o’clock on the bright morning of June 1,
1938, Dimple Norris, officiating at the switchboard in’ the

telephone office at Shelton, Washington, was startled by the
frantic and insistent voice of a man crying for help.
“For God’s sake,” screamed the man, “send
Franklin Street—my wife has been shot !”
Dimple Norris ca
instantly summoned. He jumped into his c

a doctor to 1221

Hed the Reed Hospital and Dr. B. N. Collier was
ar and sped to the Franklin

To pierce an apparently invulnerable alibi, the “Infono-

meter", above, was especially built by Criminologist Fultz

and Sheriff Byrne, to establish the line of fire of the

bullet. Right, enlarged photo of test shell and murder
shell.

Street house. It was just a‘four-room cottage, and -
to add up to that it was necessary to count in both
kitchen and bath; yet as he stepped through the door-
way the physician observed at a glance that someone
here had kept things scrupulously clean. Dr. Collier
hurried through the living room into the kitchen and
thence into a bedroom just large enough to hold a
hed, bureau, trunk and chair. On the bed lay the
slight form of a rather attractive, middle aged bru-
nette woman; there was blood over the front of her

flowered house dress.
“Hemorrhage,” remarked the doctor, seeing no

70

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which no one could fore-
ning suddenness—and

By Hollis

Consulting Criminologist,

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Notes about Bernard: R. Leuch, executed Aug. 4, 1939.

Mason County Journal files:

Pes ote gah eo ce eae

June 2, 1938:

iy ahs Mysterious Death of Wife Yesterday -
a Mrs. B. W. Leuch, mother of seven children, found dead with towel wrapped m)

ERS pistol close to body. ;

‘ Husband, part-time employee of Rayonier plant, was held.

ast vs Wife Lene, 37, at 1221 Franklin St. across street from Jr. High School | ie ede eee
found daad from bullet of .38 cal. automatic pistol in front room of — La Oe
home found several feet awey wrapped in towel, ise
seven children 3 to 16 years cared at home of. Mrs. Helen Gow at 8th &
Franklin Sts. under direction of American Legion Post. Sa

Leuch claimed he left the house to go down town and when he returned
home he found the body. :
Wife had gone to Prosecutor a month previously and said her husband
had threatened her life. Children said thetw had been marital strife,
for some time and quarrels were quite violent.
father and oldest 2 children came to Shelton 2 yrs ago, from Pine Bluff,
t Minn. Later 3 more children arrived, then Mrs. Leuch and 2 youngest
arrived shortly before last Christmas.
Esther 16, Dorothy, 14, Marion, 13, Donald LeRoy, 12, Katherine 9, Iucille 6,
and Bernard J., 2-1/2, who was playing in the yard outside the home when
the tragedy occurred. -beech is a World War Veteran.
BE no) neni abet alban Leuth
Pibicceieas Sivas gr June 7, 19383

Leuch asked to attend funeral, Leuch claims innocence,

bil tt, ; June 14, 1938:

Judge John M. Wilson called for jury duty and list of vendéremen to report
July ll.

i June 21, 1938: '
ia. matin ene Ieuch pleads Not Guilty to Murder County. Shot her through the heart
Re eRe in the back bedroom of their home June lst. He claims she shot herself.

June 30, 1938:
Prosecutor Brodie will team up with Smith Troy, Thurston County Prosecutor.

July 5, 1938:
Leuch Case is First on Jury Slate Monday.

July 7, 19383 , ae
Prosecutor will ask death penalty. Chas. R. Lewis, Shelton City Attorney
was appointed by Court to defend him. ;

.July 12, 19383

. Noted figures to testify in murder trial, jury picked. sea

‘ Luke May, Stanley MacDonald, Dr. Frank Menne, Hollis Fulty, Among 43 Se ea ats
witnesses subpoenaed in Murder Trial. May is ballistics expert from er
Seattle.

July 14, 1938:
State Witnesses Damaging to Leuch; Experts testify woman couldn't fire
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Leuch purchased an insurance policy on wife a month earlier. Defendant
Claimed insurance purchased months ago and that Mrs. Leuch knew of other
woman in Olympia. Claims wife took her own life because of Leuch '
revealing other woman's pregnancy.
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July 19, 1938; Pi
Both sides rest Cases; Juty to Retire Wed. with Evidence in Murder Trial.
Other woman was Betty Irwin, a 26 year old Olympia theatre usherette and
ticket seller, pregnant. Loech had promised to bring her to Shelton.
Insurance was $1000. and insurance agent had advised $500 was plenty,
in view of his earnings. Miss Irwin knew Loech at St. Cloud, Minn,
and claimed she came West to him, not knowing he was married. She
lived with him and the children before wife came and helped take care
of the children. She moved to Olympia and Loech told her his wife
was getting a divorce.

F They started to get divorce but didn't go through with it, because
wife didndt want it.

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July 21, 1938:
Lolkddata Leuch Convicted, Death Asked.
Jury Verdict given at 11:08 today only 3 hrs. taken. Convitédd of
Firet degree Murder end death penalty (hanging). Trial took 10 days
(very warm weather) Judge allowed jury to go hom and sleep and jury
gave verdict next morning to a very small crowd,
Jurors were Foreman John 7. Whiting, Mrs. Hattie Bateman, Mrs. Gladys
Nelson, James Frazier, Chas. Hunter, E. G. Wolf, Mrs. E. C. Miller,
Frank Fentiman, Mrs. Marie Meek, Mrs. Agatha Norby , Theodore Deer, and
Bernis Yenter. Mrs. Joe Vail was alternate juror,

Leuch reclaimed his gun from pawn sho# 3 days before killing.
His daughter and friend saw him gO out back door after the. murder,

UB 9, 1938:
Second Day of Leuch Search Completed without Success,
Escaped from Mason County Jail Sunday.
Aug. 11, 1938;
Leuch Departed on Spur of Moment. He Ssys After Capture.
Caught at the home of wife's cousin in Beverly Heights district of
Shelton. At least 50 people plus bloodhounds Searched for him,
Coupsin's husband turned him in, :
Aug.-3, 19393
Leuch Execution Due Fri. Auge 4. Governor taking no action.
Bernard W. Leuch, 41 year old wife Slayer, was convicted Aug. 1938 o
murdering his wife and mother of his Seven children on June 1, 1938.
in tiny Franklin St. home because of love of other woman. Leuch was
formerly of St. Cloud, Minn. police officer and state reformatory guard
before coming to Shelton, where he was employed as extra laborer at
the pulp mill. ;

Escaped from Mason County Jeil last Aug. He was free 2 days and
S nights before being recaptured at home of wife's relatives.

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cated, and their immunity unrecognized
by the Territorial Legislature. They fled
to the forest like hunted animals.

Leschi appealed to the Catholic Fa-
ther Tolmie for help. Before anything
could be done, however, Sluggia, Leschi’s
nephew, betrayed him to the militia for a
big reward. He was led into a trap, cap-
tured, and jailed at Fort Steilacoom.

Several months after the battle, the
once-thriving little town of Seattle had
dwindled to ten families. With food
scarce and memories of howling Indians,
many of the settlers had moved to Oregon
and California. It was Seattle’s darkest
hour.

The Decatur was joined, off and on, by
the U.S. Frigate Massachusetts that win-
ter, and the Active pulled into port just
long enough for Governor Stevens to con-
gratulate the settlers for holding firm. He
told them that Seattle was the key to the
whole Puget Sound country, and how
marvelous and brave they were. A fine

man, obviously, was Governor Stevens.
He sailed the next day on the Active.
Joseph Brannan swore to revenge the
deaths of his brother’s family during the
White River Massacre. He managed to
hunt down and kill eight of the twelve In-
dians involved, and was well on his way to
tracking down Chief Nelson, when love
intervened. His fiancee persuaded him
that enough was enough. Word got
around, Nelson came out of hiding and
vowed never to touch a gun again.
Leschi’s trial, at Fort Steilacoom,
brought out some interesting information
which had been overlooked or exagger-
ated during the heat of battle. Calm, re-
liable witnesses testified that Leschi had
no control over the Muckleshoots at the
time of the White River Massacre and, on
the contrary, prevented the killing of any
more non-combatants in the following
battles. He was identified as being respon-
sible for the return of the five-year old
boy kidnapped during the massacre. Tes-

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THE FRANCO-TEXAN LAND COM-
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The French colonized many parts of
the United States, the better known being
New Orleans and Louisiana, but how many
people realize that they also colonized
part of Texas.

Miss Taylor, the Spanish translator for
the General Land Office of Texas, found
some dusty letters buried in an old file,
sorted them out and became intrigued
with the little-known swindle which came
to light. She delved further and the result
is an interesting peek into the Franco-
Texan land swindle of Weatherford, Tex-
as, perpetrated by the Memphis, El Paso,
and Pacific Railroad with the apparent

timony also brought out the fact that he
had only 150 warriors under his com-
mand, including only twenty Klickitats,
hardly a deadly threat to the fortified
town of Seattle, and that he had advised
against the attack. He had realized that
his people were too weak in number, and
too short of ammunition and food to
mount a prolonged attack. Some witnes-
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ing the battle!

But the angry settlers needed a goat,
and so Leschi was hanged in February,
1858.

The supreme irony of the entire epi-
sode was, that at roughly the time Leschi
was being executed, Congress finally: got
around to ratifying Governor Stevens’
treaties, and Leschi’s bands of Nisqual-
lies and Puyallups began to receive
money in payment for their land.

And how did Chief Seattle’s faithful
and peaceful Suquamish make out? They
got not a dime! - @

involvement of John C. Fremont. Or was
he unaware of the way he was used? An
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common throughout the early history of
the West, this well-annotated and docu-
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reader. The out-and-out chicanery of the
land company officials actually did some
good, however, because of the entice-
ment of thousands of French immigrants
into the Northwest Texas frontier area.
The imprint of France can still be
found in the names and architectural
styles of the region, which is clearly
shown in a fine fold-out map. Illustrations
and photos show the swindlers, the vic-
tims, and the land in question, comple-
menting a well-written, detailed story.

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THROUGH THE DRAWINGS, PAINT-
INGS! AND BRONZES OF GEORGE
PHIPPEN as selected by Louise Phippen.
(University of Arizona Press, 104 pps.
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TREASURE TRAILS
(Continued from page 42)

hunt, which starts Friday noon, July 10th,
1970. Write Bill at Garland, Texas.

VANDERBILT, THE OLD GOLD min-
ing town on the San Bernardino County
line, California, is again seeing action.
A group of 40 investors are re-opening
the gold veins, using new chemical tech-
niques to process the sulphides of gold.

64

Forty-three great works enliven the
pages of this enchanting visual represen-
tation of the working life as well as the
fun life of a real cowboy. No drugstore
cowboy this, but a hard-working, hard-
living, man with a great love of the life
around him as shown by his delightful and
humorous sketches, as well as his magnif-
icent bronzes and colorful paintings ac-
curately portraying the beauty and fun of
his world. He was enthralled with being
alive every waking moment.

The book is dedicated, appropriately
enough, to the working cowboy, with an
introduction, or foreword, by Dick Spen-
cer III, the publisher of the Western
Horseman Magazine.

The book is divided into sections such
as “The Early Years” and “Getting Start-
ed,” with pictures, paintings and grouped
sketches applying generously to the sec-
tion names. The paintings are as realistic
as those of Remington and Russell, and
bring to life the sight and smell of sage-
brush, dust and campfires. @

Jack Jordon, boss of the operation, is very
hopeful. “The old timers weren’t dumb,”
he explains. “They knew the gold was
(still) there. They just couldn’t get it.” Jor-
dan hopes to retrieve $50 to $100 million
in gold from the old mines as well as sil-
ver and copper.

IF YOU’RECONTEMPLATING aTH’ing
—or just a tour—trip in the Colorado
Rockies this summer, I recommend you
pick up copies of Rusty’s Maps of the var-
ious areas. Rusty Morse, 7314 W. 57th

Ave., Arvada, Colorado, 80002, has done
a good job in showing old trails, mines,
mills, Indian lore, creeks and other items
that lead to discoveries. Use them in con-
junction with your regular Geological
Survey maps, and you'll be surprised at
the ease with which you can locate the
points of interest in the back areas. Write
him for a set.

MR. AND MRS. FRANK CASSIDY,
1436 11th St., Greeley, Colorado, 80631,
are looking for a TH’ing Club in their

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~ with the safeties closed.

- Leuch, he was certain the

This was the gun
found in the room
near Mrs, Leuch’s
body. Was it the
death weapon?

~.

I walked over to the trunk. The lid was open and the con-
tents jumbled about, as if someone had been looking for
something.

I looked at the weapon again. It was a Colt model with two
late safety devices—catches specially designed to prevent
any aecidesbd Obviously the gun couldn’t have been fired
unless-these catches had first been moved. -

But on questioning be

gun had been put away

However, one point both-
ered me. Mrs. Leuch had
been found on the bed, ©
the gun some distance
away on the floor. What
had the gun been doing so
far away from the body?

TURNED to the hus-

band again.

“When you came in,
was the gun lying where
we found it?”

He nedded dully. It was
evident his thoughts were
still wrapped up in the
tragedy.

“And Mrs. Leuch—she
was on the bed?”

“No.” He made an ef-
fort to rouse from his
apathy. “She was lying on
the floor—over by the re-
volver. I saw she was badly hurt and I carried her over to
the bed. For a moment I didn’t know what to do. Then I
thought of Doctor Collier, who lives nearby and I ran to a
neighbor’s and called him. He hurried right over but it was
too late to do anything. She was already dead!”

As he finished, once more overcome by emotion, I turned
to glance over the room. Everything seemed to jibe with the
facts related by the grief-stricken husband. ;

During my brief examination of the room, Deputies Spen-
cer and Byrne had been trying to locate the bullet fired from

> the gun.

“Pye found it, Chief,” Spencer said quickly. “It was stuck
in the wall at the end of the room!”

I glanced at the slug. It was a .38—the same caliber as the
gun we had-found. There seemed little doubt it was the
bullet that had taken Mrs. Leuch’s life and I was still study-

Above, left: Sheriff Gerald Byrne, co-author of this
strange riddle of death. Right: Mrs. Olive Tucker risked
her life attempting to stop the killer’s surprising escape.

ing it when the door opened and Prosecutor Doane Brodie
and Dr. Collier walked in. As the prosecutor paused to talk
to the husband, I questioned the doctor regarding his visit.
“What time were you called, Doctor?” I asked. — 4 *
“About ten o’clock. Leuch phoned that his wife had been ~~
shot and to hurry over. I grabbed up my case and started at”.

once. It’s only a step to their place and I made it in three or

four minutes. But I was

“You examined th
wound?” Sa eae
“Yes. The bullet struck ~->-
her left breast, passed =~

ry : 4 ‘

back—an inch and-a half ~
below where it entered. ~
Death must have come in-
stantly.” POE
As he spoke, he traced =
the course of the slug in ~~”
the body. When_he fin- —~
ished, he pointed to the ve

closely.

gun in that position?” he =
asked. aoe ee :

crooked it around in front ~
of me. ThenIsaw whathe =~
meant. To bring the re- ©. ©
volver into position to make the wound was not only diffi- 4.

cult—but it brought the muzzle almost to the body. And ent

there were no signs of powder burns on her dress!

We looked at each other. There was something queer =
about this. Then my eyes went back to the woman's body <==
and another thought struck me. She had bled profusely—.— ts
blood was all over the bed. But around the floor where the
gun had lain, there wasn’t a drop! Rares \

For an instant I stared at the spot in silence. Was it mur- =
der—not suicide—we were investigating after ail? — ies

Mrs. Leuch’s case had that appearance, but I knew suspi-
cions weren’t proof—and so far we had only the former to
go on. It was entirely possible someone might have wiped . ~
up the blood on the floor. And it was also possible the dress -
contained powder burns, though not visible to the naked
eye. Only an expert, with proper equipment, could deter- .

too late—she was already SA ss
dead when I got there.” _

downward, piercing the =
heart and came out the | ~~

wound in her breast. I
saw he was watching me .-

“Ever try holding a pe

I raised my arm, =~


shire Paper Company, robbing
f $4,394.

read the last paragraph in the
; story over and over: “Mr.

,”’ it read, “said the familiarity
bandits with his movements and

" ¢ knowledge of the side-
a lack streets which they
t tiver to follow, indicated

ey were local men. Police suspect
atled or discharged employees
paper plant, although only office
‘s could have known the paymas-
\ovements. Mr. Graves has been
ag the payroll for the Carew and
hire Company for fifteen years.”

> Roch made her decision quick-
telephoned to a friend to come
nd sit in the house during her
e in case one of the children
Then she drove her small car
“solice station. She took with her
e snapshots of Wilfred J. Roch
she had carried away from Mem-
ennessee, a year before.
\ cant Kane was on duty in the de-
division. He knew Irene Roch
‘tened attentively to her story.
a criminal,” Irene said. “Things
s robbery happened i in Memphis
.e was there and ceased abruptly
1e got shot. He used to work in
ce of the paper mill and would
iil about the payroll
sergeant was interested. He
or more details about the Mem-
olice captain’s suspicions. He
i the tale of the mysterious hobo
adelphia. Accepting the photo-
. he told Irene Roch that her sus-
were probably well grounded.

~ Graves and William Ruel, the :

ho was driving the payroll car
the ~-bbery, had nodded their
a tively over the pictures of
tk lice began an intensive
for the desertionist-criminal.

found him two months later in
aiville, Florida, where Detective
at Brown had arrested a man
G. W. Good because he had re-
d the picture on a “wanted cir-
from Massachusetts. Finger-
told the tale and G. W. Good
tentified as Wilfred J. Roch of.

e.
her trial was held for Wilfred
an Massachusetts. This time at
leld on January 3, 1933, and be-
dge Nelson P. Brown. In true
‘orld style he shielded his com-
of the payroll robbery. Posi-
identified by his victims, he
Ris head to a sentence of twelve
) the penitentiary at hard labor.
arge was armed robbery.
Roch did not attend that trial.
,J. Roch was out of her life for-
Je was listening to the advice of
onds and advisers to turn her
s into more selfish channels. A
mths later she obtained a di-
nd embarked on a political ca-
ich, if successful, would assure
‘wing children of a more sub-
future.
1is is written Irene Roch has
.ccessful in business, in politics
last, in love. Her children no
romp in a fatherless household.
‘ary days of waiting and hoping

a, n the winter snow swirls
d as powdered salt on the
Wvsevees Holyoke, Massachusetts,

nan who gave the undeserving
s chance sits comfortable, se-

d warm in her attractive house. -

1e Roch is happy again and has
{ aman who has sworn to keep

<a

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The Unwanted Wife and
the Tryst with Death

(Continued from page 17)

-ing fe be married. Then I ae out
- of the house. My wife thought I was

leaving her for good, and she did what
she’d often threatened to do. Took her
life with that gun!”

I looked at him. “Why are yOu ‘so
gure that the death was a suicide?” I

asked slowly. “You said you were

away at the time!”

Leuch seemed nonplussed for a .mo-
ment. “What else could it be?” he
snapped. “I didn’t kill her—and there
wasn’t much time for anyone else. I

was only gone a few minutes.”

“Then if we prove your wife was

-murdered—you are the slayer!” I flung

at him.
Sudden anger blazed in his eyes.

““No!” he shouted. “I told you I was

away at the time!”
I switched the subject around.
“How long were you gone?” -
He thought for a moment. “About

- fifteen minutes.”

I rose from my chair. “All right, i

“told him. “You come along and show
-me the route you took when you left

-the house. Go over it exactly—just as

you did that morning.’
The man nodded silently and accom-

panied us out to the car. On reaching

the house, he conducted us into the
tiny death chamber, then turned and
with firm steps marched out the back
door. The course led down the alley to

‘Twelfth Street, then half a block in

the direction of town. At that point he
paused “thinking whether to go back

“or not” as he had said he had done that

morning, then turned and walked back

~~ to the house. - *

When we reached there, I glanced at
my watch. Instead of the fifteen min-
utes he had said he had taken—it had
taken but three. A three minute alibi!

I turned away grimly. He had been
right about one thing at least. Nobody

‘else could: have murdered his wife—

they didn’t have time!

-. I ordered the man locked up in a

cell, then we sat back to wait. It was a

peculiar situation to face. If Mrs. Leuch

had been murdered, we had proved to

‘our own satisfaction that Leuch was

the man. The rest was now up to the
experts. What would their verdict be?

Three days passed, days of anxious
waiting for us. Then the first report

was received from ballistic expert

MacDonald. He stated there wasn’t the
slightest doubt—Mrs. Leuch had been
murdered!

Tests he conducted proved conclu-.

sively that the death gun had been
held at least sixteen inches away from
the body—and the victim could not
possibly have held it farther than six!

Hard on the heels of the first report,
came word from Luke May. On exam-
ining Mrs. Leuch’s dress under pow-

-—erful microscope lenses, he had found
faint powder stains surrounding the

hole—but no powder burns! His find-
ings agreed with expert MacDonald’s

_. in every particular!

/THE CRIME daterntined, Mere was

no need to wait any longer—our
case was complete. Bernard Leuch was

Ss charged. with first degree murder and

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mine that question. At the time we did not possess either.

. On acquainting Prosecutor Brodie with the new develop-
"ments, I found that he, too, was suspicious of some of: the
aspects the case had assumed. As a result, we decided to call

in two experts, each high in their lines, Luke May, famous

- Seattle criminologist, to examine Mrs, Leuch’s dress and
report on the powder burns; and Stanley MacDonald; bal-

listic expert from Oregon, to determine whether Mrs. Leuch ~
- aside from these facts, they could tell us little, :

could have fired the fatal shot. =. . =~. ee
~. Meanwhile, we plunged ahead with the investigation.

One point still puzzled me ss
the cloth-wrapped revolver. If
the shooting weren’t an acci-
dent—and the weapon picked

up by mistake— why had- the
-. covering been left on the gun?

It didn’t seem natural. And it
was improbable, too, that in
falling from the dead woman’s

_hand after firing, the weapon
would have remained in the
cloth.

I decided to try out the
theory,. Picking up the revolver,
still in its covering, I raised it
to about the height it would
have been theld by the victim. -
Then I let it slip to the floor. st

There was a thud and th
bundle fell open! ae

Once more I tried the experi-
ment—this time holding it only
waist-high. And again the cloth
was dislodged from the gun!

There was no longer the slight-
est doubt. Either the gun hadn’t
been dropped by the woman—
or someone had rearranged the
covering after it fell to the

_ floor! :

‘At this demonstration, all
thoughts of suicide dropped
from my mind. I was now con-
vinced we were faced with a
murder—and of the most brutal
sort. But who was the slayer?
And what motive could he have
for ruthlessly shooting down
Mrs. Leuch?

Was it possible there was an-
other man in the case? Could
some prowler have entered the
was gone?

I we again went over his story. But it proved to be sub-
Stantially the same as before. He had had a few words with
his wife—“nothing serious’—and had left her in anger for
town. Returning a short time later, he had found her shot
through the heart. 3

*

Fe “For a few words that ‘weren’t serious,’ they seemed to

have pretty deep repercussions,” I said to him quietly. “What
was the quarrel about?” :

He hesitated. “I don’t remember exactly. One word sort of
led to another and the first thing we knew, we were both
pretty angry. I left before it got any worse.”

His answer was plainly evasive. —~

“People don’t kill themselves just for nothing,” I said
slowly. “There must have been some deeper motive than

- that.” I paused. oe. ;

“There wasn’t another man in the case?”

Leuch looked startled. “Why no—of course not. My wife
wasn’t that sort of woman!” esniens

His answer seemed to dispose of that issue but that he

as holding something back was equally apparent. What
was it? Some incident—some secret out of the past?

I determined to prabe this new angle at once and with the
assistance of Chief of Police Starwich, began a check on
‘the man’s activities since coming to Shelton. —

“We learned that the had arrived in town in July, 1937,

me

Se

TAU WRIALUEDEL

looking for work. He was alone and for several days had
"had little success in landing a job. Finally, however, he had _

_ the employment was steady, he had sent for his wife. She
had arrived the following month and the two had moved
to a local hotel. é Sake ee

Pencil in hand, the murderer marks
the route ‘he took while evading
posses sent out to capture him after .

his daring escape from the jail.

ouse while the husband x

DECIDED to question Leuch further and calling him in,

_Wwas but forty.

outskirts of town where they continued to pose as man and ©

caught on at the pulp mill and as soon as he learned that

s

According to other employees at the mill, he was a quiet,
industrious sort of fellow, not much given to talking. But

Disappointed at our lack of success, we next decided to

S try the hotel. There we had better
~.. luck. PU, oak a ac ae
5 Several guests remembered the |
.- couple and expressed their sympathy.
. over. Mrs. Leuch’s death. But it was _
' ‘from a woman who lived on the same
floor with the Leuchs that we re- |

* ceived our greatest surprise. estat
_.. In speaking of Mrs. Leuch, she re-
marked ‘how young and attractive ©
she .was and added: “And they

- seemed to get on so well—in spite of
their different ages!” a

I looked at her in surprise. Other
~ + guests had also mentioned .Mrs...
_.. Leuch’s youth and it puzzled me. —

pees

Though certainly not elderly, she was thirty-seven—much
older than their words seemed to imply. And Leuch himself.
I explained this to the lady. This time it-was her turn
to appear surprised. a orriae Set aie
“Why you must be mistaken,” she assured me earnestly.
“I guess Mr. Leuch is forty all right, but his wife isn’t a day |
over twenty-five!” Cae ae shenginbhes
For an instant I stared at her, then I asked quickly for the”
young woman’s description. When she gave it, J understood.
It wasn’t Mrs. Leuch who had stayed there As his wife—it
was some other woman! pi OS aU Se ee
 eauaees by this startling development, we wasted
no time. With Deputies Spencer and Byrne, I immedi-
ately began checking the couple’s movements since leaving
the hotel. We found that they had moved to a house on the”

wife until the arrival of the real Mrs. Leuch in December.
Then Leuch had gone back to his wife and the girl disap-


_ peared. It seemed that she had vanished into thin air. .

_ Where had she gone? That was the question. It was a
~ tough break to face, for it looked as if her testimony might
‘prove the vital link in the case. There was only one thing
‘to do—find her—and we set grimly about the task of track-
ing her down.

But here, luck, which had been against us, suddenly veered
in our favor. One of the hotel guests returning from a movie
show in Olympia, twenty miles distant, reported he had
just seen the girl there. She was an usherette in the theatre!

The news sounded almost too good to be true and pausing
only long enough to pick up Prosecutor Doane Brodie, I
drove to Olympia at once. The theatre was dark when we
reached there—the next show not being scheduled until
night—but we were able to secure the girl’s name and ad-
dress from the manager. Then we hurried out to her house.

We rang the bell, and an attractive brunette came to the
door.

“Miss Claire Reeves?” I asked.

She nodded, waited for me to go on.

“This is Prosecutor Brodie and ’m Sheriff Beene ” T told
her. “We want to talk to you regarding Mrs. Leuch’s death

in Shelton.”

At the words her face paled and I thought she was going
_ to faint. I waited an instant, then went on:

“Why did you pose as Mr. Leuch’s wife in Shelton? You

Left: The murderer, shown

on right, tells Sheriff Byrne,

Ray Starwich, left, every
detail of his amazing escape.

Below: The end of the trail
for a killer. Lodged in jail
after a dramatic manhunt,
this man blamed the cold
and hunger for his capture.

knew he was married to another woman, didn’t you?”

Color flashed in the girl’s face—this time she answered
with spirit.

“Yes, But he told me they were separated—that he was
going to get a divorce. I never thought she would take her
life!”

I looked at her. “I’m not sure that she did,” I said slowly:
“It looks more like murder!”

The girl’s face whitened again. “Murder!” she faltered.
“You mean—that somebody. ?” she paused, unable to
frame her thoughts into words.

I nodded. “It looks that way. We’ll both know better after

“oa,

center, and Chief of Police —

‘ other. Her story seemed to provide the motive for which

we hear your story. Where did you first meet Leuch?”

“In St. Cloud, Minnesota. We both had our home there. _
She paused, as if loath to go on. £

Prosecutor_Brodie turned to her. “Better tell the truth,” ee
he said quietly. “It will be easier now than later on.”

Evidently the girl thought so too, for in another moment
the story started to pour from her lips—this time out
interruption.

Leuch had been on the police force then, she ae and ane
had been selling tickets in one of the movie theatres, Both
finished work about the same time and he had gotten into
the habit of taking her home. Here Miss Reeves suddenly

_ burst into tears.

“But I didn’t know he was married,” she sobbed.
thought his intentions were honorable. We started oe
together steady and when he suggested we become intimate
I thought it was all right—that I’d soon be his wife. «= ~~
.“But soon after that he got discharged from the force for
coming to see me when he should have been working. Then 38
he decided to go out West and look for a job. es :
“When he reached Shelton he wrote me that he had been
successful and asked me to join him. I left St. Cloud the
following month. Se
“And you still didn’t know he was marred? I asked, as ae
she paused. af
_ “No.” She shook her head miserably. “T didn’ t ee ‘the
slightest inkling of it until Mrs, Leuch came out. oe ere es
“What happened then?” eines ici
Sudden anger flared in her eyes. “J told hin that rs was
through—and I left him!” ee
“That was the last you saw ot him?” Prosecutor Brodie
put in. ae
“No,” she faltered. “I went to oho and col woe at *
a movie there. But in some way he found it out. He followed ~
me and asked me to resume my former relations with him. _ ...
When I refused, he beat me until I was forced to submit.” ;
She paused. “T thought of running away—of going to some
other town.” Her voice dropped lower. “Then I found that _
I couldn’t—that—that I was going to have a baby.
“The next time I saw Mr. Leuch, I told him about it ne
he said he would arrange with his wife to get a divorce. That
we would be married.” She paused, added brokenly: “He
said she was willing. I never thought—never oe ae
thing would happen like this!” \
As she finished, Prosecutor Brodie and I iooked at Sach”

we were searching and on our return I a to places
Leuch under arrest.

HEN I REACHED my office, I found additional avilenee: ‘

awaiting me there. This was in the form of a call from
Duncan Wilson, a local insurance agent. He informed me that
Leuch had taken out a policy for $1,000 on his wife shortly
before her death and that when he told the man it was too
large in view of his present earnings, Leuch had passed it
off with a shrug. “Don’t worry—you’ll get your paoney.
was all he would answer.

With this fresh evidence pointing to the husband's pos-
sible guilt, I waited no longer. The man had already been |
under constant surveillance and calling two of my deputies, _
I told them to arrest him at once. Twenty minutes later they
brought Leuch to my office.

If the man were perturbed, it failed to*show in his actions.
Nor did his poker-face change when I accused him of com-
mitting the crime. 4

“We've just talked with that girl you brought out from
the East, Leuch,” I told him. “And we know the whole story.
You murdered your wife SO that you could SHE Miss
Reeves!”

It was a blow—no doubt Abbie that. The man’s face went
perfectly white. But trained in police work, he quickly |
recovered.

“That part about wanting to marry Miss Reeves is right,
he said slowly. ‘“‘The only reason I didn’t mention her before
is because I wanted to keep her out of the mess, But that’
the reason my wife did as she did. She knew I was going
with her and we had several quarrels about it. The last
one was the showdown. 2

“T told her she’d have to. divorce me that Claire was
expecting a baby and we were go- (Continued on page 43)


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a look around,” he announced.

“What's up, Hollis?” Byrne de-
manded.

“Wait until we get out there,” was
the evasive reply.

Arriving at the house, Fultz ad-
vanced the theory that the murder
weapon had been hidden somewhere
on the premises and soon he and Byrne
were on the hunt.

As time slid by with no success, it
began to look like Fultz’s hunch was
without foundation. But while they
were poking around the basement, his
keen~ eyes finally spotted what he
sought. In one corner of the dirt
floor he saw what appeared to be
traces of recent digging.

Eagerly he picked up a_ nearby
shovel and removed the top layer of
dirt. There they found a roll of heavy
cloth and concealed in its folds was an
automatic pistol!

Holding the cloth up to the light,
the jubilant officials discovered a tiny
hole—undoubtedly made by the bullet
which claimed the woman’s life.

“That’s why none of the neighbors
heard the shot,” Fultz explained. “It
was one of the things that puzzled
me.

Sheriff Byrne could hardly believe
they were so close to the solution of
the baffling case. ‘Who put the gun
here?” he asked.

“Ben Leuch,” Fultz answered casu-
ally. “He killed his wife. It was a

a

| cleverly planned murder, but there

were a few loopholes that are going
to send him to the gallows.”

Byrne’s jaw sagged and he stared at
his associate in sheer incredulity. “But
what about his alibi?” he demanded.

“It’s a darned good one. Fortunately,
however, I found a flaw in it. I went
over to the pool hall and talked with
several of the people who backed
Leuch’s story.

“They said he came in at about 9
o’clock that morning and stayed until
nearly 10, all right, but none of ’em
could swear he was in sight every
minute of that time. So I did some
checking up and found that a person
could go out the back door of the
place and walk up the alley to the
Leuch house in less than five minutes.

“So you see, Gerald, it would’ve
been easy for him to slip away un-
noticed, go home and shoot his wife,
hide the gun and get back to the pool
hall in a comparatively short time.
If anybody had noticed his absence,
he could have said he was in the lava-
tory.”

“But what was the motive?” Byrne
queried.

Fultz smiled grimly. “It was a
triangle, just as he told us, only there
were two women. He was playing one
against the other. After I checked the
pool room angle I went over to the
mill where Leuch works. I had to
talk to a lot of guys before I found
one who told me what I wanted to
know. j

“He said Leuch bragged to him
about having a girl on the side. But
the fellow didn’t have any idea who
this dame was, Thgt’s-my. next step,

to find out who she is.” ; .

Relentlessly he combed the city and
finally discovered the girl was a
waitress in a Shelton restaurant. She
admitted they had carried on illicit
relations for months. But she in-
sisted she had become involved with
Leuch because he had promised to get
a divorce and marry her.

This was all the evidence Sherif!
Byrne and Prosecutor Brodie needed
Leuch was arrested and charged with
first degree murder, although he main-
tained his innocence, claiming the gun
did not belong to him. He repeated
his story of being in the pool. hall at
the time of the shooting.

But Fultz discovered, after tedious
checking, that Leuch had purchased
the weapon at a pawnshop in Tacoma
only a few days before the murder.
He also learned that Leuch had in-
sured his wife for $1,000 exactly one
month before she was slain.

After indictment by the Grand Jury
he was tried in Superior Court ai
Shelton and was convicted as charged
with no recommendation of mercy
Judge D, F. Wright immediately sen-
tenced him to be hanged at the State
Prison at Walla Walla.

Then, on August 7, the condemned
man escaped from the county jail
while awaiting transfer to the peni-
tentiary. When Jailer Roy Daniels
brought him his dinner, Leuch sprang
upon the officer and easily overpow-
ered him. Taking the deputy’s keys,
Leuch locked the man in the cell and
fled.

Then ensued a manhunt seldom
equalled in the Pacific Northwest. A
posse with bloodhounds traced the
fugitive to the beach on Puget Sound,
but there the trail disappeared. Pri-
vate boats were pressed into service
to scour the Sound for a trace of the
fugitive killer. Posses combed the
heavily wooded area and State patro}-
men searched with an airplane.

Police in Seattle, Tacoma, Olympia,
Bremerton and other Sound points
were on the lookout, for they frankly
feared Leuch had lost his sanity and
at any moment might launch a carni-
val of murder.

But three days later he was cap-
tured by a posse after walking into
the home of a friend on the outskirts
of Shelton and begging for food. Un-
armed, the escapee walked quietly
from a bedroom when the officers en-
tered.

“Ym all through,” he declared

. tersely. He was haggard and drawn.

His hands trembled as he told of
skulking three nights in thickets and
of watching his pursuers from hiding
places by day. He had not eaten, he
said, since his dash for freedom.
Leuch appealed his case, but on
May 2, 1939, the Washington State
Supreme Court upheld the conviction.
On August 4 he dropped through the
om trap on the gallows at Walla
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| EN LEUCH looked down at the of his weapon. He had owned it for had lived since coming to the lumber

B quivering form of his wife, Lena, many years. He knew that if a ballistics town of Shelton, Washington, some ten
with a feeling of elation. He had expert loaded it with blank cartridges months before. i
been dwelling upon this moment in his and dropped it on the floor it would go It had taken a bit of maneuvering to 1

mind for many months. He had spent off. That made him think of something get Lena in exactly the proper position

long hours beside the woman whose about which he must be careful. for this shot which he hoped would

heart he had just pierced with a bullet, Extending his arm, he bent down and appear to have been an accidental one.

planning how with safety, to bring placed the gun on the floor, directly He needed to have the children out of

about her death. in front of the trunk in which it had the house, so he had waited until they

' Leuch gazed about him. Everything been kept for weeks. He put it at a had gone across the road to school. He
had gone just as he had planned. There spot where it would have fallen if his had had to wait, seated on the edge of ‘
had been but one shot and that had sped wife had aécidentally dropped it when his bed, with the gun under his pillow, j

{ true. No disordering of the tiny bed- she lifted out his shirts from the tray until his wife came in and bent over the

| room, no messing things up by firing where she picked them up for launder- trunk. But at last the moment had come

several shots, any one of which might ing, each week, when gun, wife and he had fallen into

have proved fatal and thus might have position and then he had pulled the

. established that murder had been com- @ HE COULD prove the gun had been trigger.

mitted. customarily kept in that tray, for he Having put the. gun down, Leuch

He had arranged the death of his had been careful to warn his children stepped across the body of his wife and

little brunette wife, mother of his seven never to touch it. He could even estab- gazed at a tiny hole in the wall above

children, to look like an accident. His lish that the weapon had been wrapped and behind a mattress’ on the floor

years aS a policeman, and his expert up weeks previously, since he had cun- where she had fallen. This worried

marksmanship, had stood him in good ningly asked his 14-year-old daughter, him a little; he had hoped the hole

stead now, he thought, as he surveyed Dorothy, to bring him the very cloth in would be higher, more toward the

the scene before him. which it was still enclosed. ceiling. But he noted the aperture was

The .380 automatic, which he still held That cloth had served another pur- round; it would be difficult, he told him-

in his right hand, was wrapped in a _ pose, too; it had deadened the sound of self, to say at what angle the bullet had

piece of cloth. There would be no fin- the shot which might have attracted the entered the wall. It would have been

gerprints and even if he were suspected, attention of the neighbors, But that better, he thought regretfully, if the

the famed paraffin tests would not prove was not the only way in which Leuch missile had stayed in the body; he had
the presence of burned powder on his had _ provided against this eventuality; rather counted on that. {
hands, where it might have kicked back he had picked a time when carpenters, However, the bullet in the wall was (

from the gun after the firing. He had working on the remodeling of the a minor matter. Its position could be
arranged it so that one fold of the mus- Peter’s home, were hammering loudly accounted for by deflection in the body. }
lin was thrown over his right hand for and throwing lumber around. Their And, anyway, he had had to make cer-
protection. place was only thirty feet south of the tain of his mark. If he had fired while '
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he might have missed her heart and
that would have probably necessitated
a second shot.

Ben Leuch gave one last look about
him. Dressed in his best clothes, he was
a fine figure of a man, six feet tall,
weighing 175 pounds, with jet-black
hair. He did not look his age as a
veteran of the World War and the fath-
er of seven children. He reminded him-
self that he was too young to be fettered
with a wife whom he no longer loved,
especially when there were younger,
more attractive women who desired
him; one in particular.

She would be waiting—on this morn-
ing of June ist, 1938. He had just time
to catch the stage for Olympia. He didn’t
want to be in Shelton when the body
of his wife was found, which would be
at noon when the children came home
from school. He had thought of that,
too. He knew about rigor mortis; knew
that with a lapse of only two hours it
would be impossible for the surgeons to

tell within a» hour of how long his
wife had bee; ‘d. He had even left
a very hot fir the stove to keep the

house warm; t))us the process of rigor
mortis would take place more slowly.
Ben Leuch couldn’t see where he had
left anything undone.

There was yet ano iher reason why
Ben had been so careful; he didn’t want
Bernice Belden ever to have the slight-
est suspicion that he had killed be-
cause of his love for her. That would
be fatal to his future happiness. There
was a little insurance, $1,000, not enough
to cause suspicion.

He must hurry; another glance around
the room and he put on his hat and went
out the kitchen door. There were eight
steps from the porch to the boardwalk
which led to the alley in the rear of the
home. Leuch had just reached the bot-
tom of these when a slight noise caused
him to turn his head. Then a voice
called; the voice of his daughter Doro-

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thy, coming in from the front yard.

“Hi, Toots!” the girl’s familiar saluta-
tion for the man whom she loved and
respected as a father had always brought
a smile to his face, but now he turned
a deathly white. In a split second his
plans had gone wrong. He thought fast,
then walked back up the steps and into
the house, returning to the kitchen door
again before his daughter could enter.
In that short time his agile mind had
prepared a scheme to meet the changed
situation.

“Don’t come in here, Dorothy,” he
Said, but the girl brushed past him and
stepped into the kitchen. There were
some pots on the stove; Dorothy went
over and raised the lids to see that the
contents were not burning.

Leuch thought fast.
warned his daughter not to come in the
house, signifying that he had discov-
ered the body of his wife. The natural
thing to do would be call a doctor. He
had no right to assume she was dead;
that would look suspicious.

Dimple Norris, the operator in the
Shelton office of the Pacific Bell Tele-
phone Company, put Ben Leuch’s call
through to the Reed Hospital at exactly
ten-fifteen. Dr. B. N. Collicr was just
outside the building; hy ved into
his car and raced for the Leuch home
only a few blocks away. He fixed the

e that he reached there as exaci!
-twenty o’clock.

& AFTER HANGING up the telephone

Leuch with his daughter entered the
bedroom; he now decided it would be
best to move the body. It wouldn’t
seem natural to leave her on the floor,
so he picked up the warm but lifeless
form and placed it on the bed.

His mind was racing. He must do
everything to make it appear he had
just found his wife, He would summon
the neighbors to help; that was a nat-
ural thing to do. Leuch was cool; a

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A fragment of the victim's dress
showing marks from powder burns

strange but satisfying calm had come
over him with the realization that he
was a free man again insofar as his
heart was concerned. He ran across to
the home of Charles Peters, his nearest
neighbor; he met him coming down-
stairs from the room in which the car-
penters had been at work. Leuch
thought nothing of the fact that the man
had on his hat and coat, assuming that
his neighbor was just leaving the house.
He told Peters what had happened and
the latter accompanied him back to the
death scene.

Peters now went to the telephone; he
was there when Dr. Collier entered the
house; Dimple Norris fixed the time of
this second call at exactly ten-twenty
o’clock.

When the Doctor entered the bed-
room and first examined the dead wo-
man, he saw that blood was coming
from her mouth; he thought she had
had a hemorrhage. He asked Leuch if
she had had tuberculosis.

“Tuberculosis!” exclaimed Leuch in
amazement. “Why she must have shot
herself,”

The first ordeal which threatened the
murderer’s safety had arrived; much
depended upon his answers to ques-
tions in the next few minutes. Dr.
Collier by this time had spotted the gun.

Leaning over the weapon as it lay on

floor, with Leuch by his side, the

.ysician was struck by an incongruous

ct; the cloth was punched through
the trigger-guard of the .380 automatic!
* Ben Leuch saw that, too; it gave him
a moment of apprehension. In an in-
stant he changed one aspect of his plan;
he abandoned temporarily all thought
of collecting the insurance which would
be voided if his wife had killed herself.
He sensed it would be better if he
offered no Opposition to a_ suicide
theory; it might, he thought, be better
to encourage such an opinion.

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the house they walked down the alley
to the next street. There they turned,
with Leuch showing the way, and
went a little less than a block toward
town. Here the suspect paused.

“I waited here a moment, wonder-
ing whether I should go back and
patch up the quarrel,” he said. “Then
I went back.”

The four men turned and walked
back to the house. There the sheriff
consulted his watch.

It had taken a little less than four
minutes—and Leuch had guessed
fifteen!

They took him back to headquar-
ters, and now Sheriff Byrne no longer
pulled his punches. He put Bernard
Leuch in a chair on front of him and
eyed him sharply.

“You might as well confess right
now,” he said. /

Leuch frowned. “Confess? I
haven’t anything to confess. I told
you my wife committed suicide and
I still believe that.”

“We know the story, Leuch. We
know about your affair with Norma
Manning. She’s going to have a
baby, and the baby will be yours. So
you had to get rid of your. wife.”

The suspect started involuntarily.
Then he shrugged. “So you know
about that. Well, I could have told
it to you, but I didn’t see any reason
for getting Norma’s name mixed up
in this.”

He leaned forward and_ spoke
earnestly to the sheriff. “Of course I
wanted to marry Norma Manning.
That’s the explanation for the whole
thing. That was why my wife and I
quarreled. I didn’t want to tell you
that before because I didn’t want to
drag Norma into this. My wife knew
I was going out with Norma, and
when I asked her for a divorce she
flatly refused. Then, that morning, I
told her Norma was going to have a
baby and that I intended to marry
her. So right after I left, my wife
committed suicide.”

HE MAN SPOKE convincingly,

and in spite of themselves the
sheriff and his men were impressed.
After all, the situation in which tragic
Lena Leuch had found herself was
anything but a happy one. She had
come from Minnesota to join her hus-
band, and had soon learned that he
was carrying on an affair with another
woman. She had gone on, perhaps
hoping that he would break it off.
Instead, he had broken the news to

her that the other woman was going .

to have a baby and that he intended to
marry her.

Any normal wife might well be
driven to desperation by such a shat-
tering blow—the most crushing shock
a’ woman can receive.

But if any of the officers were

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weakening in their suspicions of
Leuch, their doubts were soon dis-
sipated by another telltale bit of
evidence. It came in the form of a
telephone call from Duncan Wilson,
local agent for a large insurance com~
pany.

Wilson informed the sheriff that
Bernard Leuch, within the last month,
had taken out a $1000 policy on the
life of his wife.

With that the officers turned on
Leuch again, pointing out the over-
whelming evidence against him, urg-
ing him to confess. But Leuch, a
former policeman himself, was wise
in the ways of questioning and too
smart to fall into any trap. He reso-
lutely insisted that they were making
a big mistake—that he was innocent
and that his wife had taken her own
life.

Finally they sent him back to a cell.
Unless Leuch changed his story, there
was nothing to do but wait for the
report on the gun and on the victim’s
dress. So far, although the officers
were convinced in their own minds
that they had a killer on their hands,
they knew that they were a long way
from the kind of proof a jury would
demand before it would condemn the
man to prison or to execution.

And Leuch refused to change his
story. He sat in his cell for three
days, stolidly maintaining his inno-
cence.

The following morning, Sheriff
Byrne hurriedly opened a letter from
Stanley McDonald, the ballistics ex-
pert. He smiled with satisfaction as
read through the report.

McDonald had made elaborate tests
with the automatic. And he reported
that these tests proved without doubt
that the gun had been fired at a dis-
tance of at least 16 inches from the
victim, whereas Mrs. Leuch could
not possibly have held it more than
six inches away from herself!

The report from Luke May cor-
roborated that of McDonald. May
stated that scientific tests had dis-
closed that Mrs. Leuch’s dress con-
tained no powder burns whatever.
And the sheriff well knew that had
the victim fired the shot herself, there
most certainly would have been pow-
der burns aplenty.

Mrs. Leuch was murdered—and her
husband was the slayer!

Even when confronted with this
evidence, Bernard Leuch did not
weaken. He stoutly asserted that
criminologists were human and could
be wrong, and that it was all a “big
mistake.”

He was brought to trial on July 11,
1938, charged with first degree mur-
der, in superior court before Judge
D. F. Wright. From the very first
day it was a court battle replete with
sensational fireworks.

Leuch, on the stand, repeated the
story he had told from the start, and
the fact that he had never deviated
from it was certainly a point in his
favor. But when Norma Manning
took the witness chair and told her
story, the jury was obviously im-
pressed, and the scientific evidence
of murder must have been the
clincher.

On July 21 the verdict was returned
—guilty, with no recommendation for
mercy.

In Washington, such a verdict is a
mandatory condemnation to the gal-
lows. -

Even then Leuch did not break

down. “You're hanging an innocent

man,” was all he said before he was
led away.

He was dubbed “The Iron Man” by
reporters. But as the long days passed
on, and his doom drew closer, his
nerve gave way a little. His eyes
became hollow, and he took to pacing
the floor of his cell. But had the
officers but known Bernard Leuch,
this would have made them all the
more wary of him.

A substitute jailer was on duty on
Sundays, and on the Sunday of Aug-
ust 1 he brought Leuch’s dipner to him
in a tray. The jailer didn’t see the
prisoner’s piercing eyes watching him
as he unlocked the cell door, leaving
the keys in the lock. :

The jailer swung the door open,
and at that moment a trivial thing
happened -which to Leutch wasn’t
trivial at all. y

A grapefruit fell off the tray.

The jailer stooped to pick it up. In-
stantly Leuch was on him with a
stunning blow that sent him crashing
against the cell wall. Before the
jailer could regain his balance, Leuch
sprang out the door and swung it
shut, imprisoning the jailer.

Leuch grabbed the keys from the
lock and headed up the corridor on a
dead run.

Mrs. Olive Tucker, the jail matron
on duty that day, saw him coming.
Without a moment’s hesitation she

ran out the barred door that closed :

off the corridor and slammed it shut.

She thought she had foiled him
then, for she did not know he had
taken the jailer’s keys. Cursing,
Leuch fumbled with the keys until
he found the right one. Then he
opened the door and ‘pursued Mrs.
Tucker, who was running to warn the
night jailer.

He caught up with the courageous
woman, he dazed her with a blow and
took her keys away from her. Then
he forced her. back into the corridor
from which he had just escaped, and
locked her in.

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easy. Leuch got into the self-service
elevator, let himself down to street

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| One Woman Too Many

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arrived until almost Christmas time.
When she came to Shelton, the other
woman disappeared and the Leuches
had moved into the house on Frank-

lin Street where the wife had finally

met her death.

“The plot is thickening,” Sheriff
Byrne declared to Prosecutor Brodie.
“Leuch, and not his wife, was carry-
Ing on a love affair on the sly. Of
course the fact remains that he did re-
join his wife, and it’s possible that
he quit the other woman entirely.”

“And,” commented Brodie, “it’s

possible that he didn’t. We've got to’

locate that other girl.”

There seemed no way of tracing
her, since they didn’t even know her
name. Queries of hotel tenants and
people around town drew nothing but
blanks. It was only through sheer
luck that a Shelton citizen who knew
the girl by sight happened to drive
to a movie house at Olympia, 20 miles

. away. He saw her there, serving as a

trimly uniformed usherette, and when
he got back to Shelton he informed
the sheriff.

Within a half hour Sheriff Byrne
and Prosecutor Brodie were at the
Olympia theater. By now it was
closed, but the manager was still
there.

“Have you got a girl working here
as an usher who came here not so
long ago from Shelton?” the sheriff
queried. “Very good looking, about
23.77 ¢

“That would be Norma Manning,” ;

the manager replied. “She rooms not
far from here.” And he gave the
address.

A few moments later the prosecutor
and sheriff were knocking at her door.

She answered, a dark-haired, dark- °

eyed girl of striking beauty.

“Yes, my name is Norma Manning,”
she said. “What is it you wanted?”

The two officers identified them-
selves, for the time being making no
mention of the strange death of Mrs.
Leuch. They told her they were mak-
ing an investigation of Leuch himself,
and let her know that they were
aware that she had lived with him as
his wife in Shelton. ;

At once frightened and embar-
rassed, the girl flushed scarlet. But
she was quite willing to cooperate,
and she told what she knew about
Bernard Leuch’s background.

“I met him back in St. Cloud, Min-
nesota,” she said. “We both lived
there. He was on the police force
then, and I had a job solling ticketn
at a movie house on the main street.

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He used to pick me up when I was
through at 11 o’clock* and take me
home. But I didn’t know he was
married. Please believe that, He
lied to me about that, and I fell for it.”

Leuch had made it plain, she went
on, that he intended to marry her.
Night after night he called for her at
the theater to take her home, or to one
of the roadhouses in the outskirts. But
Leuch became ever more ardent, not
satisfied with platonic wooing; and at
last the girl, believing him honorable,
became intimate with him, After all,
the copper said, they’d soon be mar-
ried, so what harm was there in it?

. “He used to be with me when he
should have been on his beat,” the girl
said. “I warned him that was wrong,
but he wouldn’t listen. And finally
they fired him from the police force.”

Then Leuch had decided to head
west in search of a job, she narrated,
As soon as he had located work in
Shelton, he wrote her asking her to
join him there, and she did so.

“T still didn’t know he was married,”
she said miserably. “I lived with him
there in that hotel, and he kept saying
we'd be married soon, but he wouldn’t
set the date. Then one night in De-
cember he told me the truth. He said
he was married, and that his wife was
on her way to join him. I was so hor-
rified I almost fainted. I saw what a
blind fool I’d been. I told him I never
wanted to see him again, and I left.”

“You haven't seen him since that?”
Prosecutor Brodie asked.

The girl’s eyes smoldered. “Yes, I
did. I came here to Olympia and got -
this job at the theater. But he found:
out about it. He came to see me and
told me there was no reason why we
couldn’t continue as we had before,
even though his wife was in Shelton.
I told him I was through, but he
threatened me—finally beat me. I
was forced to submit.”

“Couldn’t you have gone farther
away—somewhere where he couldn't
find you?” .

Norma Manning nodded. “I thought
of that, and I planned to do it. Then
I found—I found I was going to have a
baby.”

The sheriff and prosecutor, who had
been listening to the narrative with
interest, were suddenly, galvanized
into suppressed excitement.

A baby ... Leuch’s baby. Could
this be the long-sought motive in the
case? ;

“I told Bernard about it,” the girl
went on, “and——”

“What did he say?” both officers
demanded. .

“He said it was all right—he’d ar-

range to divorce his wife and marry
me.”
' Byrne and_ Brodie exchanged
glances. Things were beginning to
add up now. Gently they informed
the girl that Mrs. Leuch had been
found dead, shot with her husband’s
gun. Norma Manning blanched.

“Dead!” she breathed. Then her.
head went into her hands. “Oh, the
poor woman! I never knew she cared
er him—never thought she’d take her

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“We're not so sure about that,”
Brodie said quietly. “Maybe she
didn’t.”

The two officers burned up the road
getting back to Shelton. There Sheriff
Byrne sent out a deputy who brought
Bernard Leuch in under arrest.

“Tell me one thing, Leuch,” -the
sheriff said to the man. “How long:
would you say you were away from
the house before you returned to find
your wife’s body?”

Leuch considered the question with —
care. “Only about fifteen minutes, I’d
say.”

“AU right.” The sheriff got up.
“We’re going to take a little trip. I
want you to show us exactly where
you* walked.” -

Leuch, the sheriff and two deputies
got into an official car'‘and drove to the
cottage on Franklin Street. There they
got out and started walking along the
route Leuch said he had taken. From

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level, and ran out the door.

No one knew he had gone but the
substitute jailer and Mrs. Tucker.
The jailer’s yells were muffled by the
cell in which he was locked. Mrs.
Tucker got as close as she could to‘a
window and screamed for help, but
it was not until two hours later that a
passerby heard her and sent in the
alarm. é

Informed by telephone, Sheriff
Byrne came to the jail on a run. He
immediately sent out a warning to
the Washington State Patrol, asking
that all roads leading out of Shelton
be blocked. Then he organized sev-
eral posses and went out at the head
of one himself, taking with him a
bloodhound loanéd for the purpose

_by Sheriff Blankenship of the adjoin-

ing county.
Sheriff Byrne knew that two valu-

‘able hours had elapsed, giving Leuch

plenty of time to make a. getaway.
There was even a possibility that the
man had already thumbed.a-ride out
of town and was even now many miles
away, but the sheriff doubted that.
Leuch could not know that his escape
would go undiscovered so long. The
natural thing for him to do would be
to head for the tall timber—and Shel-
ton is surrounded by some of the
wildest timberland remaining in the
United States, ;

Two facts encouraged Sheriff Byrne
as he started the search. One was
that the prisoner was clad only in a
light cotton shirt and trousers, and
even though it was August it got
mighty chilly in the woods at night.

The other was that Leuch, being
human, would have to eat, He had
left behind him a perfectly good Sun-
day dinner to make his escape. Un-
armed, he would doubtless have to
make an appearance at some remote
cabin or in the outskirts of town to
ask for food.

he WAS ALREADY DARK when the
bloodhound picked up the trail at™
the jail and led the posse out of town
and.into the woods. All night the
weary men followed the dog through
the forest, bitten by insects and cut
by brambles. Shortly after dawn the
dog came to a stop and howled dis-
mally on the shore of a shallow neck
of Pugent Sound.

_ There, in the gray light, Leuch’s
footprints were plainly visible in the:
mud.

It was clear that the fugitive, cer-
tain that dogs would be used to hunt
him, had taken to the water to elude
pursuit. Knowing that Leuch could
easily have swam the bay, which was
only 100 yards or so in width, the
officers took the dog around to the
other side.

The hound picked up a trail there,
but seemed not very confident about

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it. After some hesitation, he led the
way along a devious and meandering
trail that finally led backward toward
town. Already the possemen were
dubious, and when the animal finally
stopped entirely at a point within two
miles of Shelton, they gave it up. It
didn’t seem logical that Leuch would
come back so close to town after once
being miles away. Nevertheless, the
area was thoroughly searched, and
nothing was found.

The following morning it was dis-
covered that the bloodhound had been
right after all. A man who was ac-
quainted with Leuch and lived on the
outskirts of town, reported that Leuch
had pounded on his door and de-
manded entrance shortly after mid-
night. The man had refused to let
him in, and Leuch had finally van-
ished.

This news of a killer who came
pounding at doors in the middle of the
night was anything but reassuring to
Shelton citizens. The next night
-householders double-barred their
doors and went to bed with shotguns
close at hand. Police had made an-
other search for Leuch during the
day, aided by bloodhounds, but again
the cunning fugitive had hidden his
trail by taking to water.

It. was only natural that the Sei-
polds, a family related to the slain
Mrs. Leuch, should have been more
disturbed than the rest. It was easily
conceivable that Leuch might call
on them during the night and de-
mand that they give him food. The

Seipolds, therefore, decided to spend °

the night at the home of a neighbor.

In the morning they got up and
returned to their home. As they ap-
proached the place, Seipold saw that
the back door was wide open. He
stopped very suddenly. yey?

“You stay here,” he said to his wife.
‘I’m sure I closed that door. Maybe
he’s in there now!”

He tiptoed to a window and looked
into the kitchen.

A man was there. It was Leuch.
He was seated at the table, wolfing
buttered toast as though famished, and
washing it down with coffee,

Two minutes later the Seipolds had
telephoned Police Chief Starwich.
Accompanied by a local policeman
and a state officer, Starwich arrived
a short time later.

Leuch had not yet. left the house.
Cautiously, their guns raised, the
officers advanced. Splitting up, one
of them went in the front door, the
other two the back.

The fugitive wasn’t in the kitchen.
He wasn’t in the living room. But the
door to a bedroom was closed.

Covered by the guns of his two
comrades, Chief Starwich jerked the

door open.
There stood Bernard Leuch, Un-

shaven, looking more like a wild man
than a human being, he crouched for
a moment. Then he relaxed.

“It’s all right, fellows,” he said,
holding up his hands, “I quit.”

Back in jail a few minutes later,
Leuch presented a pitiful sight. He
had not gone unscathed while leading
posses on fruitless hunts for miles
into the woods. His face, covered
with a heavy beard, was gaunt and
haggard from hunger and lack of

sleep. He was so weak that his en-

tire body trembled, and he sank into
a chair with a sigh of relief. He had
been gone for more than two days and
nights, and during that time he had
covered many miles through the
densest of timber and had had almost
no food.

“It was cold, too,” he related. “Too
cold to sleep at night. That and
hunger was what licked me.”

Ironically he spoke about the time
he had served as a guard at the
reformatory at St. Cloud, Minnesota.
More than. once he had ‘hunted
escaped prisoners there, he said.

“I used to wonder how those pris-
oners felt, being chased by the law,”
he recounted, “Now I know all about
that. It’s terrible.”

Thereafter Leuch, watched inces-
santly by guards, had no further
chance to esoape. Almost a year
later, on August 4, 1939, he went to
his fate. Shortly after midnight he
walked up the thirteen steps of the
gallows at- the ‘state penitentiary at
Walla Walla. The black hood went
over his head, a few words were mut-\
tered, and Bernard Leuch plummeted ‘
to his death. —

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Former under-Sheriff Art Byrne (left) co-author of this story and his brother,
former Sheriff Gerald Byrne, of Mason County, Washington. Both men were
instrumental in solving the mystery of Mrs. Leria Leuch’s death.

ERNARD LEUCH was wait-

B ing for us in the living-room

of the little cottage on Frank-

lin Street in Shelton, Wash.,: when

we arrived. A tall dark, good-look-
ing man.of about 40.

But now his face was a twisted
mask of horror and despair. He
swayed on his feet as though at any
moment he’d buckle at the knees
and go down in a heap.’

“She’s in there, Sheriff,” he ges-
tured toward the bedroom. “She’s
dead.” Then he covered his face
with his hands. .

I had received the call at 10.15
that sunny June morning.

“Doc Collier, Art,” the voice said.
“Woman shot and killed at 1221
Franklin. Looks like suicide.”

My brother Gerald, who was then
Sheriff of Mason County, Deputy
Sheriff Orra Spencer and I, drove
across town in a hurry.

The cottage lay well back from
the street, its weather-beaten ex-
terior redeemed by a riot of climb-
ing roses that almost covered the
roof. Prim muslin curtains were
draped at the windows. What tale
of sorrow and tragedy, I wondered,
did those curtains conceal from the
prying eyes of neighbors—and the
law?

They were clustered outside on
the porch, a bunch of those neigh-
bors; white-faced, whispering.
Mostly women. The group opened
up to let us pass, then closed in
back of us as we pushed on inside,
to be greeted by Bernard Leuch.

We entered the small bedroom.
On the unmade bed lay a woman of
about 35 or 86, fully dressed. Her

12

SECRET DETECTIVE CASES,

wide-open brown eyes gazed un-
winkingly at the ceiling, and her
brown bobbed hair tumbled in dis-
order about her head.

Over her left breast was a tell-
tale patch of crimson, and the bed-
coverings beneath her were wet and
sodden with blood.

The Sheriff’s eyes swept over the
dead woman; the unmade bed; the
polished floor.

“Suicide?” he snapped. “Where’s
the gun?”

Leuch, slumped wretchedly in the
doorway, croaked and pointed:

“That’s it, on the floor.” He in-
dicated a small bundle wrapped in a
piece of cloth. :

I picked it up carefully and
peered inside. The black snout of a
.388 automatic came to view, and
from the wrappings, an empty shell
rolled and went tinkling along the
floor. A powder-blackened hole in-
dicated where the bullet-had made
its exit.

“Didn’t even stop to unwrap
the gun,” my brother said. “She
sure must have acted on a sudden
impulse.” He turned to Leuch.
“Where’d she get the gun?” he
asked.

“From that trunk.” The bereaved
husband pointed to an open trunk
that stood against the wall. “I
didn’t think she knew it was there.”

We looked into the trunk. Cloth-
ing and other items had been tossed
around, evidently in a feverish
search for the weapon. The Sheriff
gently turned over the limp body
of the woman on the bed.

“Clean through the heart, by the
looks of it. Bullet passed through

By Former Under-Sheriff ART BYRNE of Mason Co., Wash.
_ As told to Harry F. Mullett

THE STRANGE CASE OF A MAN WHO LOVED TWO
WOMEN AND THEN MURDERED ONE TO SOLVE HIS
PERPLEXING DILEMMA.

the body, too. Should be in the bed-
ding somewhere.” He looked at me.

“You and Spencer see if you can find
"it, while I question Leuch.”

The stricken man told hig story
wildly.

“I’m to blame, Sheriff,” he burst
out. “It was all my fault. We had a
quarrel. I walked out, mad—”

“What was the quarrel about?”
my brother interrupted.

Leuch shook his head sadly.

“You know how it is, Sheriff,”
he said. “Just one of those silly
little spats that start from nothing,
and then before you realize a.
you’re both mad clean through.
That’s how this one started—just
out of nothing.”

: “Go on.”

“I went out, banging the door be-
hind me, and headed down town. As
I walked, it came to me I shouldn’t
have left her like that, because she
hadn’t been so well of late, and little
things seemed to upset her so-eas-
ily..So finally I turned back—”

“How long were you absent?”

“Why, it coulda’t have been over
fifteen minutes at most, Sheriff, I
went in the rear door and called to
her. ‘Honey,’ I said, ‘I’m sorry I

- got mad. Let’s kiss and make up.’

She didn’t answer, so I thought
maybe she was in the bedroom cry-
ing, the way women often do after
@ quarrel. I opened the door—and
then I found her—found her—” He
broke down completely.

When he had somewhat recovered
his composure, my brother pro-
ceeded with his interrogation.

“This gun. It was yours, of

_ Course?” Leuch nodded. “You' said

you didn’t think your wife knew
where it was. Had she ever made
previous threats of suicide?”

April, 1942

Leuch shook his head. “No, never.
But like I said, she hadn’t been
well, and she'd get awfully despond-
ent ‘at times.”

“Knowing that, why did you leave
a loaded gun around?” :

“Habit, I guess. I’m an ex-police-
man myself, you know. Several
years on the force at St. Cloud,
Minnesota; reformatory guard after
that. I’d hoped to get taken on here
in Shelton, but I missed out.”

Then my brother remembered.
There’d been a Bernard Leuch
among the applicants for the then
vacant job of Chief of Police in
Shelton, some months previously.

“What you been doing since?” he
asked.

“Got a job at the pulp mills.
Working steady, and the wages
aren’t bad. We were getting alone
fine until this—until Lena—”

Spencer and I came out of the
death chamber.

“Here’s the bullet, Gerald,” I
said. “It wasn’t in the bed, though.
We dug it out of the wall.”

‘ “Where was she when you found
her? On the bed?”

“No. On the floor by the gun. I
picked her up and lifted her on to
the bed. Then I ran to a neighbor’s
place where I knew there was a

hone, and called Dr. Collier. But I
ew it wasn’t any use. She was al-
ready dead.”

“Is it possible she was lifting
things out .of the trunk, and shot
herself accidentally?” I asked.

“She couldn’t have,” Leuch de-
clared positively. “That gun has
two safety catches, and they were
both on when I hid the gun in the
trunk.”

The Sheriff told him to go into
the kitchen and wait. We'd probably


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the offices. in 1930 and an act| ises along with the black soil
of the same body separated them which. will give the building’s
“gain last yéar, effective this} lawn 2 foothoid. - ;
year. . : So tear up, Sheltonians, put
' Filings Ciose August 13 : a clothespin over your nose if
Candidates for office have un-| You must, but bear up. Present-
til August 13 to file- their inten-| ly @ beautiful lawn will replace
tion of running for the offices,| tne barnyard’ perfume and our
which, in addition to assessor and| suffering will be well repaid.
clerk, include also auditor, treas-

urer, sheriff, schcodl superintend- F
ent, prosecuting. attorney, and ‘ERNST SAYS NEW. :

two commissioners ‘posts on. the

county board among the county); ° :
offices which _will be open for BUILDING WOULD:
politicians to shoot at. Rie

Another important date for ;

electors to remember is that regis- CUT RELIEF FUND
tration books close August 27 for ; ’ f

the primary, election. Mier joner tates
All present county office hold- Leer Sy atuat Come ee ae
ers are ‘expected, to. run for re- losations Already Made
election . with’. Warren Lincoln,! . neooniin 5
serving as asscssor under appoint- Somewhat of a damper was
ment by ,Treasurer Umer L. Dion,' clapped on the board ‘of county
and Miss Clare Engelsen, serving commissioners’ plan for construc
ag clerk under appointment ~ by tton of a social ‘security’ building
Auditor Harry. Deyettc, ‘expected: for Mason county when a--iectter
to be candidates for those. offices from Charles F. Ernst, state so-

jmow that. théy. are independent cial security director, informed the

positions. : The one, exceptio mays board that the state's $2,500 share

be Frank Willey, veteran, commis,’

sibneér,* ‘who, ‘salé unoffictally he

might “not-ask tto /he-returiied tor

his -post.- sifsi cr”
- enpiation, Hete * ;

W. A. Magoon {fs éxpected ‘to
file carly hia.intention, of running
for re-eléction to his! office . as
commissioner from District 3 with
indications that he will have op-
ponents right from the start in
R. W. Strike of Cloquallum and
Robert Trenckmann of Satsop Val-
ley, who: will be among the first
to file for office Friday.

The sheriff's office, always a
post of lively jousting, should
again find numerous candidates,
although none have come out with
pre - filing announcements yet.
While non - commital about his
intentions, Sheriff Gerald Byrhe
is expected to file for re-election,

A list of the dates concerning
the filings, regiarrations, elections,
bbe LONOWAS: iY ey
Pn diy 153-Fiest day for ing do-

pk ASi Het» candidns

in the proposed, finanting tof, the
building must comic’ fram . funds
dlfcady: aftotated-fo" Mason ‘coun-
ty. stg, SEP agg Peg geet
Ernst notificd’ the poard ‘that
the amotnt provided’ by the coun-
ty must be over, and shove the
three-mill levy already available
and that the state would advance
its share of the total in August
or when needed but that the
state's shere would have to come
from funds already alloc¥ed Ma-
son county. “This will reqtire cer-
tain reductions in monthly expen-
ditures of state funds for assist-
ance purposes,” his letter read. .
State, County Put In

Under the proposed plan for,
construction of the Mason county }

social sccurity building a $5,000
structure would be erected to serve
as office headquarters: and dis-
bursing and storage headquarters
for the Mason county social secur-
ity. and’ relief offices’ with. the

bated $2,500 and, Won.Aj labor’ and

bie stelonic

Unoy si pple
vg ‘any Yor miinye |®

supervision belne supped tn the

county’ putting.up $2,400 and: tha I

Trial; Jury Picked ..

Luko May, Stanley MacDonald,-
Dr. Frank Menne, Hollis Fultz *
Among 43 Witnesses Sub-
poenaed In Murder Trial

Four noted men in various
{phases of criminology have been
‘subpoenaed to testify in the trial
of Bernhard W. Leuch, ex-Minne-
sota police officer, charged with. -
killing his wife, Lena, which open- ,

here yesterday.

The trial had proceeded to the
point this afternoon where _ the
twelfth juryman and an alternate...
had been selected and seated.

ent figures is Luke S. May, Seat-_
tle ballistics .expert who will, be
called by the state to testify how.
far from Mrs. Leuch the fatal _
gun was held when fired. Stam-*:
ley MacDonald, bureaa of identi-. -
fication expert from Portland, ome ‘
of. the ‘bess men at his business ,
in. the entire country, Dr. Frank

| surgeon from the University of.
Oregon . medical school who has”

criminal trial in the Northwest,
and Hollis B. Fultz, Olympia
criminologist and famous detective
story author, are others sub-
poenaéd by the state to give
testimony in the trial.
Witnesses Listed

The. complete. list of witnesses
who have been subpoenaed in-
cludes Sheriff Gerald Byrne, Dep-.
uty Art Byrne, Deputy © Orra’
Spencer, Dr. B. N. Collier, Police
Officer Andy

accused man), Charles Peters and -
Oscar Lundberg (carpenters who
were working -next door to-: the

‘discovered), George Andrews,
(Shelton photographer), Gale Rob-
inson and Betty Duffy (neighbor
girls), Mrs., Andrew Carlson, Mrs.

and, Edgar Byrne (morticians),

Duncan Wilson, Alden ©. Bayley,;:>*

J. W. Graham, Ernest Lizzotte
(Shelton businessmen), Mrs. Dim-
ple Norris (office manager for the
Pacific Telephone and Telegraph
here), E. M. Moody( state patrol-
man), Dr. G. A. LeCompte, Mrs.
Helen Robinson (next door neigh-
bor to the Leuch family), and
Mrs. Bertha Cameron, (hotel op-
erator here), all of whom have
been subpoenaed by both’ the
state und the defense.

In addition the state has sum-
moned M;. and Mra, Charles Mit-
chell, family friends, Mrs. Mar-
| sarct Smith, superintendent ut the
Shelton hospital, De. S. P. Lehman,
district health officer, Afr. and
Mrs. W. H. Dole, frienda of the
family, Charies R, Lewis, defense
attorney, Sam Gieason,, Olympia!
sawn. shop bg bahay A Betty, Irwin,
f- Olympidy Roy: | Dunbar! a
pears } au rat Pia tts Cond ota

ed in Mason County superior court. * +

Hausen, Dorothyand
Marion Leuch (daughters of the.:’

wMary-Fetterly, Mr. and Mrs: Sei-=>,.-

Lee hie

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_ Foremost among. these promim- 4 .

|R. Menne, pathologist and autopsy =‘.

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fheen called into nearly every big.” se

Leuch home when the tragedy was. .

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age 25)

with Coroner
es who were
the Colt auto-
p man’s body.
a man named
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this man said,
on the night
needed a gun.

an had been —

. automatics—
Vanderer and
id-up man—
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chine gunner
was in store
Hecht stand-
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your cousin
id him. “He
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reported that
got a permit

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handler came
on Street and
plan came to
wenty-five dol-
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went on to
aded his wife
he bank.

for her,” he:
ugh as I plan-
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was following

was a hold-up +

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the vestibule
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indicted for

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ought in a

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tence,

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» court again
aurder of the

iim guilty of
and set the
gallows.

‘the business.

‘

The doctor said something to the sheriff,

‘and Byrne turned to Leuch, his gaze

dropping to Ben’s hands. “You didn’t
touch anything?”

“Just my wife’s body—I ran up here
and found her.” He told them the story

of the gun, its touchy characteristics when
‘dropped, and suggested they check with

Dorothy about the way it was kept for
safety’s sake in the trunk. “You weren’t
in the trunk today, then,” Byrne said, and
Ben Leuch shook his head. The question
mnystified him, but the next request he
anticipated and was anxious to comply
with in order to sweep away the appar-
ently growing suspicion of the police.

“You mind coming along to the office
for a routine paraffine test?” Byrne asked.
That should exonerate him; there would
be no trace of ‘burned gunpowder on his
hands.

As he reached the door, he turned and
swept the: room with an apparently. casual
glance which took in the bullet hole in the

wall. Young Byrne and Spencer were on ©

their knees, examining it.

When he reached the sheriff's - office,-

Leuch soon learned that he was getting
The equipment for the
paraffine test wasn’t ready. Someone had

‘misplaced it. Ben found himself being

politely put off, but very efficiently de-
tained. Sheriff Byrne was very apologetic,

‘and he gave Leuch the easiest chair in

the office, with plenty of magazines: to
read. ©

Leuch sat there, staring at the pages,
aware that Byrne. was getting a lot of
phone calls, and he was answering them
all. non-committally. Just taking a -raft
of notes. Two-hours went by, and Leuch

‘couldn’t contain himself any longer.

“Look, Sheriff,” he said. “I’ve got all

‘those children to think of. If you can’t

arrange that paraffine test soon couldn't I

‘go home for a while? I'll go nuts, worry-

ing about those kids.”

‘The phone rang again, and Byrne spoke
briefly. Then he swiveled his chair around
to face Leuch.. “No, Leuch. I can’t

let you go. We're going to. hold you on

suspicion of murder.”

‘“Your’re kidding,” Ben said. He doesn’t .
_know a thing, this cop, but he’s baffled and

che’s going to take the easiest way. “You
don’t have any evidence to hold me.”
Byrne slowly shook his head. “I'd like
more: - But your story is full of holes.
Charles: Peters said you never. passed his

-house ‘at the‘time you said you did. He
wanted to speak to you. He was waiting

down: by the lane. But you didn’t show.
However, Spencer found some fresh prints
going ‘through the short-cut that belonged

‘to you.”

“I use that path plenty of times.”

‘It rained a’ little-last night. You used
the path this . morning.”
the objection quickly, and went on. “Your

‘daughter said you came out of the house
. with your hat on. ‘You were heading away

from the house. Why? Why didn’t you
call the ‘doctor right away? How was
it your last sales call was at. Farbers’
at 10:40? You had two more calls on

_-your list, and you: generally don’t quit

before 11:30. How come?”

Leuch had no answer excepting a di-
version. “Give me_ the paraffine test.
“aevridh prove it.”

He dismissed.

“Not if the cloth was wrapped around
your hand,” Byrne said.

“What’s the motive?” Ben demanded.
That should stop him. “My wife’s big
insurance?” he asked sarcastically.

“No. A woman.” Ben. was dumb-
founded. Lena didn’t know anything.
There weren’t any letters. No one had
seen him with Charlotte in a-year. “Your
wife knew about it. She.mentioned it to

‘one of the neighbors. Who was the.

woman?”

But Ben dummied up. He wasn’t going
to involve Charlotte in this, whatever hap-
pened. He didn’t ask any more questions,
but went quietly | eto his cell to think
things out.

Days went by slowly at first in jail,

but as the days lengthened into weeks

and the prosecuting attorney still didn’t
have enough evidence for an indictment
Ben’s hopes soared. They hadn’t located
Charlotte; the “woman in the case” ap-
peared to be nothing but a figment of a
talkative neighbor’s imagination. Or if
she wasn’t lying, then it must appear to
the police that Lena had been imagining
things. A motive for murder was missing,
Ben knew. And if Charlotte had gone
back to Minneapolis as she had some-
times threatened when he couldn't get his
divorce, then he was safe.

But ‘late in June he was arraigned
before Judge D. F. Wright by Prosecutor
Doane Brodie. Charlotte had been found,
and though she was loyal, she was loyal
with all the intensity. of a lover, and
her existence was more damaging than
her words. The police had found the
motive, and in Charlotte’s apartment they
found letters in which Ben had written
about the: hopelessness of the situation.
Lena wouldn’t give him a divorce.

At last, on July 11, .Ben’s trial began.
His defense, he knew, would make much
of the paraffine tests which were negative.
The time element, the use of the short-
cut, his hysteria at finding his wife’s body

‘leading him to behave oddly and rush

out of the -house—all those things the
defense. would handle capably. He felt
safe.

That is, until the prosecutor brought
in the “infonometer.” ~The autopsy had
proved that the bullet which killed Lena
had gone straight as an arrow through
her body, and spent itself in the wall
beyond. Here it was again, the avenging
bullet hole. Leuch shuddered as he list-
ened fo the prosecutor explain the function
of the machine. It was a wooden frame
apparatus in the exact thickness of the
woman’s body, and through it ran a
slender wooden arm indicating the line
of flight of the bullet through [ena’s
body. Detectives had placed this against
the bullet hole in the room, finding from
the lodgment of the bullet that it had had
a slight downward course. The “infono-

‘meter” blasted the defense’s theory that the

gun had been dropped, while the prose-
cution proved by ballistics experts and
the absence of powder burns on Lena’s
dress that she couldn’t possibly have held

.the gun herself, thus negativing the sui-

cide theory.

Only one man could have done it, and
Ben Leuch knew who that was. And it
didn’t take the jury long to decide for
themselves. After four hours they found

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degree, and he was sentenced to die on
the gallows at Walla Walla Prison a year
from the day. It was subsequently carried
out.

Before he left for the pen, Ben Leuch
asked to see just one person besides
Charlotte. That was Dr. Collier.

When the doctor appeared in his cell,
Ben Leuch grasped his hand. “I figured
on getting away with this,” he said, “and

I have a feeling I would have if it hadn't

been for you. You were the most sus-
picious of the bunch. , You kept after
them when I think they might have ac-
cepted it as an accident.”

The little doctor depreciated his partici-
pation, but Leuch was insistent.

“You looked at my hands that day.
And then you sniffed at them. Why?
Was that the clue?”

The doctor nodded.

“What was it you smelled?” Leuch de-
manded.

“Camphor.” The doctor replied. “I
knew you’d handled that cloth. But it
wasn’t very. lasting evidence. The smell

.wouldn’t last long enough for proof. So

I just told them I knew you'd done it—
and they proved it conclusively:”

The name Charlotte Klaffky is fictitious

and is used in this true story to protect
an innocent person—Editor.

DEATH COWBOY

(Continued from page 20)

have come to ‘believe there is an in-

exorable providence which works on the

side of justice, that evil inevitably be-
trays its author. Up until 1:30 on the
afternoon of March 10, the case of Peter
Saunders was routine. I had never heard
the boy’s name, didn’t know he. was in
our custody.

‘I was in my office going over the re-

ports of the juvenile marijuana ring we.

had just broken up when our medical
attendant rushed in. “One of our boys
just forced a -bathroom window and
escaped.”

“When?”

“Not more than five minutes ago. I had
four boys in the medical section getting
ready for the doctor. This one’ went into
the bathroom. When he didn’t come out,
I went in to check and found the lock
on the window ‘forced and the screen
off. Here is his folder.”

I took the file. The escapee was Peter
Saunders.

I called the sheriff’s office.and instructed
the desk sergeant to broadcast a general

Then I saw probation officer John Phil-
lips and learned that transportation had
been secured to return Peter Saunders
to his home in New York.

“Did the boy .know about this?” -I
asked. ;

Phillips shook his head. “I haven't
seen him since we heard from his uncle.”

We went down the corridors to the -

medical section and examined the win-
dow which had been forced. It was a
steel frame casement sash with a sill

about five feet off the ground. It opened -

from the bathroom onto the front yard : i

of the building.
“Funny somebody didn’t see him go
through there,” Phillips remarked.

I shook my head. “No, the, queerest

thing is why he went. He knew we weren't

going to keep him here. He probably °

knew we were going to send him home
eventually. That kid. is either scared to
‘death of his folks:or he is afraid to
stay here.”

I went back to my’ office ood called
the police department. Captain Young
told me:the Chevrolet truck had been
identified as the property of Leonard Rex
Fenton of 610 South Main Street, Los
Angeles, California. “California Motor
Vehicles has no theft report on it,” Young
said, “and we've written Fenton a letter
to tell him the truck is here.”

Peter Saunders wasn’t free for very
long. At 2:15 two of my men picked
him up on one of the farm roads lead-
ing into Phoenix. They brought him
straight to me.

The boy’s eyes were sullen and defiant.

He kept his lips tightly closed. I watched °

him and waited for him to speak, Fin-
ally, after the silence had grown heavy
and oppressive, I told him to sit down.
Then I picked up the file jacket. “All
tight, Saunders, why did you run away?”
The kid shrugged.
“Has anyone been unkind to you here?”
Another shrug.

“Something made you dive out that

.window. What was it?”

Still no answer.

Talking to him, I became convinced
that Peter Saunders was concealing some-
thing. He was hot, and he knew it.

Our juvenile facilities are not set up
like a jail. We operate cottages with a

homelike atmosphere. Once I was satis<.

fied that Saunders could not be . treated
like a runaway juvenile, there was only
one course of action left to me. I took

the boy down to the police. station and, :

placed him in their detention tank, -

(THE police department traced the Chevy

owner from his Los Angeles address °

to Oxnard, California. They learned: that
Fenton was a railroad employee. From
Oxnard, he had moved to Riverbank.

From ‘Riverbank he had been transferred a

to Yuma, Arizona, in December, 1950.

All this took time, and as the days:: >
went by Saunders clung stubbornly: to. his. <
story. On the 24th or 25th of February, -
according to the boy, he had obtained:
a job on the J. K. Billingsly ranch west *

of Congress Junctjon. He had ridden to

the remote cattle range with Billingsly ~~’ 3

and worked until the fifth of March.

“I quit,” Saunders repeatedly said, “be- “

cause I didn’t get to ride horseback. All).

I did was labor.”

According to the boy, the foreman had .

driven -him into Congress Junction where

he had been picked up by the two strang- aa

ers in the Chevy truck.

Young queried sheriff Jim Washum -in er

Yuma for information about the pickup’s. >.

owner,

On the 15th of March I sent Dick ~~

O’Clair and one of my men, juvenile

officer John Thompson, to the Billingsly ---:

ranch in an attempt to verify or disprove
the boy’s story.

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of the ran
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get this t:
country s

son, they

up the kid’:
That’s how
plates.”

O’Clair

Phoenix fri
ranch abou:
of March
I went up
The ranc
holes ‘in th
ride and the
“No use
now,” Your
interested in

he hasn’t re:

Young we
telephone ar
in January a
staying in a
one’s seen h

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yetiwla B veuny Bide ta
re the cibv’s fede t edath
Woe etQtuyss ta wach
t uf tedesah mnovitey cavers
over 38 per gout af tha
Coss wWesl'g  Sligathy less
oe ‘nh Lt required of the
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Ne ee me on

DLLMENT FOR
M CLASS HITS
ECORD FIGURES

istered This, Afternoon To
unk xcur; Life Saving,
eqiunern Big Classes

nent fixures fog the ninth
Red Cross + Active club
ng, wid he saving elosses
- récord, heights today when
Re&® were om the registra-
ok @t the L. M. men’s
4
gested last year's previous
24h, Director Stan Wyatt

& and bis assistants — Miss
Rome azai Ralph Osterberg
43 snail girls, beginners.
sexall boys, beginners, at
sses this morning, the sec-
%, aad 23 in the life saving
asterday afternoon, he re-

response in the kids divis-
@a excellent, in spite: of
, threatening weather yes-
, but. it scared out tre
‘only a scant fraction of
inen' enrolled forthe wo-.
swimming :class_ reporting
men reporting for the eve-

t announced he change in
‘ehedule, shifting. the wo-
tlass into “the afternoon
‘ida by the advanced swim-
dass ,at ‘2:30, and: shifting
vanced; swimmers:.to the
PB rning’, period . formerly
_ by the.-women’s: class.
Hioped to: increase the at-
eat the women’s class by
i cao ting bike 8,
tions to) the ‘swim class
owed sdown seriously *over
-ekend, , only; .$11.50 ‘being
fo. the “kitty inthe five
ace,.last, Thursday, putting
&t at an even: $25 now.
,yew..donations include: -
OSLY ihe he. $13.50
LaBissioniere ...::.: . 1.00
tday. ......... A :

Schumacher =..2........ :
I. H. Needham mines DO
Winston Scott ee

‘| convenes,

han uf running’ for the offices,
which, in addition to asseasay and
viark, Inchide alsa auditor, tronas
uver, sheriff, school superintond-
ont, prosecuting attorney, und
jtwo comniianionorsy posts. on the
county beard among the county
sffices whieh will be open for
politicians to shoot. at. ,

Another important date for
electors to remamber ta that regis-
tration beoks close August 27 for
the primary. election.

All present. county office hold-
era are expectcd to run for re-
election with Warren Lincoln,
aerving as asséssor under appoint-
ment by Treasurer Umer L, Dion,
and Miss Clare Bngelsen, serving
as clerk under appointment by
Auditor Harry, Deyette, expected
to be candidates for those offices
now that they are independent
positions.. The one exception mays
be Frank Willey, veteran commis-
sioner, who said unofficially he
might-rot-ask cto be creturned: to
his post,

‘ Completion Here i

W. A. Magooh ts expected to
file carly his intention of Lunning
for re-eléction to his office as
commissioner ftom District 3 with
indication’ that he will: have op-
ponents right from the start in
R. W. Strike 6f Cloquallum and
Robert Trenckmann of Satsop Val-,
ley, who will be among the first
to file for office Friday.

The sheriff’s office, always a
post of lively jousting, should
again find numerous candidates,
although nore have come out with
pre - filing announcements yet.
While non - commital about his
intentions, Sheriff Gerald Byrhe
is expected to file for re-election.

A list’ of the dates concerning
the filings, registrations, elections,
etc., tollows:

July 15—First day for filing de-
claration “of candidacy.

August 13—Last day for filing
declaration of candidacy.

August 27—Last day for voters
to register. for primary election.

September 13-—Primary election.

-September 23—Canvass of voters
by county election board, also last
day to file sworn statements of
campaign expenaitures.

October 22—-Last day to regis-
ter for general election.

November §&—General election.
" November 18—Canvass of votes
by county election board.

January © 9, .1939—County offi-
cials take office, except superin-
tendent. af schools, who begins
September 4, 1939. '

‘ January 9, 1939 — Legislatur

Report of Canal |
' Utility. District.
~ - Very Favorable

Public Utility District No. 1,

Storey **.......;... on Hood Canal has just complet-
Moore {ed a very favorable six months
ice Robinso of operation as.shown ‘by the
ia Kilmer ‘statement submitted by the board
Chase °.............. of ‘commissioners. on June. 30th.

‘ - |The new’ board which took office
ND TOTAL 23.2021....,,.825.00 | the first of the year. has improved

niars Enjoys f- 4%
Musical Program
niansi enjoyed a musicat!

n. today: ‘with. Kiwarian
4h Blanchard, in charge. In-

were vocal numbers ‘by Mr. |)

ard. and Mrs. «Lantz Wiss,
olos, by Marjorie Brodt endjj
t solos by Lloyd, ..Short.
Brodt , accompanied. .;Mr.
ard. and’ Mr. Short. while
Viss played. her own” ac-
umént. Pte nS G :
members were reminded of
ies night,.to..be heldsat_Al-
ok Inn next Tuesday’ even-
“hé usual large attendance
scted: at that.:annual’ yisit
‘popular. canal rdgort | 44

ddentaily Shot? tn Leg... |

t Farr, Oakidnd Bay youth,! Approved UNPAID Claims .,
gidentally shot in ‘the: low-. Ag of June 24,.1938
ary

‘yesterday | while. playing,

% ,.22.4rifle:«'}.He (waa .not,. +
Pine ig) being treats
ia ] ;

hogy ane
. PAA RRL
ore il

sy FeV. rare

~ J “\the finances: of “the-:District by
* s\nearly two' thousand dollars and
= has been able*to-operate with a

jshown by the statement which is

-$ 427.76
| Miscellaneous Revenues: ~ -.: ;
and Exponses , : $23.70
‘s.Gross’ Income « |” $ 494.06
Deductions from Gross’ =".

+ Ҥ 219.66

. 3, Approved \UNPAID Claims *

sizeable ‘monthly net income as

published herewith: py Boe tae
PUBLIC UTILITY DIST. NO. 1
/ 0% Mason County, Washington

- Opetating Statement -
Corie. Sune. 80,1938
Operating Revenues ».* $1,719.72
Optrating Expenses 4, , $1,291.96

“Operdting Income +”

, "Income = %, St

Rise

wy Ate cig Pea
"pret Income: |.” § 188.46

WS ot
“as of January 24, 1938 $1,861.28

$ 330.67

if Balancé ag: of, Janus;.:.>.-

tno barnyard perfume and one
sufforing will be woll repaid.

‘ERNST SAYS NEW
BUILDING WOULD
CUT REEF FUND

Letter To Commissioners States
Moncey Must Come From Al->
locations Already Made

Somewhat of a damper was
clapped on the board of county
commissioners’ plan for constrtc-
tion of a social security building
for Mason county when a letter
from Charles F. Ernst, state so-
cial security director, informed the
board that the state's $2,500 share

.in the’ proposed financing of. the

building must come fren. funds
“élready altocated.-to Mason coun-
ty. 28

srnst notificd the board that
the amount provided by the coun-
ty must be over and above the
three-mill levy already available
and that the state would advance
its share of the total in August
or when needed but that the

, State’s shere would have to come
|from funds already alloc\'ed Ma-

son county. “This will reqtire cer-
tain reductions in monthly expen-
ditures of state funds for assist-
ance purposes,” his letter read. .
State, County Put In

Under the proposed plan for
construction of the Mason county
social security building a $5,000
structure would be erected'to serve
as office headquarters and dis-
bursing and storage headquarters
for the Mason county social secur-
ity and relief offices with the
county putting up $2,500 and the
State $2,500 and W.P.A. labor and
Supervision being supplied in the
actual work of construction.

Ernst suggested the board con-
sult Miss Cora Barber, local social
Security supervisor, for action. The
letter said the state is ready to
proceed with the plan.

The county board received and
filed a resolution from the Agate
branch of. the Masoa County W.
P.A. union asking ‘that workers in
that area be assigned to projects
closer home. The paper said the
workers were traveling from four
to 15 miles to work when there
were ‘a number of sme!l projects
much closer to .the community
which needed to be done, such as
Cleaning up the Agate school
grounds, building new toilets, and
deepening the well, cleaning out
Deer Creek, cleaning and widen-
ing the Grange hall road, clean-
ing out the Agate cemetery, clear-
ing road and shortcut :to light-
house, and several other similar
jobs. The resolution .was signed
by G. C.. West, president, and ?-
vin. Woodall, secretary,. of the
branch.

$1000 Emergericy Asked

$1,000 for the prosecutors and cor-
Oners offices was approved by the
board and heering set: for Mon-
day, ‘July 25... $1,500 is necessary
baa aig eon of the .cmergency
u e ard is askin

peg Hive S & only for
cludes $970 for securing’ evidence,
$250 for special! deputy, $230 for
miscellaneous :and-$50 for coron-
aif Pi se map » © aah
,272.75 has -been’ deposited to

the. credit of Mason eounty as its
ri a May gt aa collections,
reasurer 1 Galla ad

ae the board... esiplins
resolution. appointing Smith
Troy, Thurston county prosecutor;
a8 special deputy prosecutor to aid
Doane Brodie. in the Leuch. mur-

der trial which o ened
was adopted, pn >, 7 oeterday

WALSWORTH IMPROVING
' Chance Walsworth, critically fn«
jured over a wéek ago in a crash
at Hicksons Corner, wag reported
improving slowly but steadily and
is now given a chance.to recover
by Shelton’ hospital authorities.
His. father,, R.’ B. Walsworth,: of
Frederick, Sauth Dakota, arrived
pre slate last:.week: tobe at, his

81,1938 $44.65
CASH Balance, ds, of June’, 7:3!
30,51 ye 81)

iy 73.81

rt Ae ne

side. until hig gd hay Gok , : (Contlaved on page Four), -

An_ emergency appropriation of.

We emus
been call
criminal
and Hollis B, Fultz,
criminologist and famous detectiwn
story author, are others auth

poenaéd by the state to ° give .:

testimony in the trial.
Witnesses Listed
The complete list of witnesses
who have been subpoenaed . iin-
cludes Sheriff Gerald Byrne, Dep-
uty Art ‘Byrne, Deputy : Orr

Spencer, Dr. B, N. Collicr, Police’)

Officer Andy Hansen, Dorothy amd

Marion Leuch (daughters of: he. <

accused man), Charles Peters: and
Oscar Lundberg (carpenters who
were working next door to- : the

'Leuch home when the tragedy wns
‘ discovered),

George Andrewa,
(Shelton photographer), Gale Rawib-
inson- and Betty Duffy (neightor
girls), Mrs. Andrew. Carlson, Mrs.

wary Fetterly, Mr. and Mrs. Sei:

pold (all friends or relatives of.

and Edgar Byrne  (morticiansi),,
Duncan Wilson, Alden C. Bayley;.
J. W. Graham, Ernest Lizzotite
(Shelton businessmen), Mrs, Diim-
ple Norris (office manager for tthe
Pacific Telephone and Telegrayib
here), E. M. Moody( state patrol~
man), Dr. G. A. LeCompte, | Mrs.
Helen Robinson (next door heigh-
bor to the Leuch family), andi
Mrs. Bertha Cameron, (hotel op-
erator here), all of whom bhamwe
been subpoenaed by both. the
state and the defense.

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The emergency itenig in- |:

A

Olymptg »{

‘In addition the state has summ-

moned Mi. and Mrs. Charles Mitt-
chell, family friends, Mrs. Mér-
garet Smith, superintendent at tine
Shelton hospital, De. S. P. Lehmar,
district health officer, Mr.’ andi
Mrs. W. H. Dole, friends of tine
family, Charles. R. Lewis, defense:
attorney, Sam Gleason, Olympiia
pawn shop operator, Betty Irwin
of Olympia, Roy Dunbar, meap-
maker. . ;
Defense Calling These ~
‘ The defense witnesses will aliso

keeper who has been caring for

Little, Police Chief Ray Starwiich,
letter, Rev. J. O, Bovee,. Bapttiett

dist pastor, Attorney Charles T.
Wright, Deputy Prosecutor Simith
Troy, and.the defendant, Bernhasnd
Leuch. : .

Activities so far in the trial have
of the jury, which progressed fasst-

the beginning of the trial yeser-
day morning. At that time all
witnesses were excused unti) Weudl-
nesday morning. Teale

day,atfternoon (the retess lasitimg
untii 1:30 this afternoon) ‘alt bust
one jury position, the fifth seat,
and an alternate juror had been
aceepted by. both sides. .

Judge -D.- F.

Wright. had accepted excuses of-
fered by the other 32. 1 eT

' dditional Jurors

In exercising pre-emptory chal-

lenges the state and the defemmo

el and an additional panel of 60
reportéd at. 1:30 this aftermoon,
including the following . coumtty
residents: ‘ r

A. Carlson, Pete Carlson, Dom H.
Clark, Guy Comfort, K, E. Ciron-
quist, Clarence Deabill, C. V. De-
Rosier, James T, Dunbar, R. Fy
Eddy, Edward Hi Faubert, A. W.
Hoyle, A, E. Klasell, BE, K. Me~
Culloch, E. J. Mell, F. B. Sisson,
Ted Skelsey, Sherman E, Sauwim,
Karoline Sund, John Aaro. 4
. Me L, Anderson,’ Lucy Edynin«

Chas. Hultbreen,

pan ana

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include Mrs, Mary Gow, | howso* + ..:v:

several of the Leuch children, Clif. +7
Wivell, Prof. H. E. Loop, Roltert - ‘i

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pastor, Rev. V. A. Spicker, Meittho-: - °

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been confined solely to selewttion..,’ i |

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$

By récess time at 4:30 .yemiter- ©

than exhausted the remaining pan-

Robt. Allan, Chas. H. Baker, L. -

ston, Edna Fogerty, Alvin Hulbert, i, 4
Chase, Hunter, ‘4 i: }

Gowan, Chas. W. Millet, K. Hah
Rathbun, Geneva S. Shortt, \ Rue 4, 1/1
dotf Sun@etrom,: Wilma Vail. Mi Arie
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TONIGHT—City council “meets,

] Playfi teld Program i I P I TOD AY rRibay Sa ON ihestings

Pp. m.,, Memorial Hall.
ng event has; quarters at a third to a fourth Dance following business

: ik : > 7 meeting. . :

mmer — playfield = baa bin ire guts eee, trip’ Thermometer Soars Up To 98 De- FRIDAY—Twilight league base- | ‘Three Months Required For De- |
e its inaugura- including everything from the]: grees This Afternoon At 4. ball, 6 p. m., Loop Field, Shel- livery Of Mt. Walker Road

‘I those partici- moment the party -leaves Shelton O'clock In Dizzy Climb ton vs. Washington Veneer of Project Material By Shel-. -
tember for the| until it returns here, will be only| ,_ Since Noon Olympia. ‘ton Concrete’ Plant |
5 and’ Frank $10. - , N high temperatures for the FRIDAY—Softball, 6. P. eae .

“8 program di- Willard Knows Ropes: ew hig Pp : Loop Field and Tremper Field. ‘When Joe Gruver, driver . foy

up the  prac- Willard is a thoroughly exper | rere pt he war pacha ten Facecin SATURDAY—Superior court, iW@e Shelton Concrete Products, |’
ienced guide, having climbed Rain- 1” ather “instruments this after- ‘10 a. m,, courthouse, makes his last trip to Mt. Walker
t trip to Mt. | jer over 100 times and having ! Wee hen the mercury climaxed SUNDAY—Baseball, 2:30 p.m.” | sometime late this week or early : :
the Inst zor | Climbed every other peak tr the | eaizey cline up the dewrée sexe {BAUD SUL Sheets erhinicee, | BexXt week he will have can? 40-year-old
S, the last few | Northwest except Mt. Jefferson a og feachen the sion un-{"'Side = Merchants. (exhibition pleted delivery of |the largest or-{ former ‘policeman of .. St. Cloud,
fe, for members | jy Southern Oregon, During his} W2en

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ane Wate 718;
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@~-cloth; and shot his wife = rae 3
5 ‘game). - Ser every Of the: est. oF Minnesota, was Convicted of first tiny bedroom at‘ thé rear of” ne rg
erican Legion | active service as a guide on the fe OF <= seerees |SUNDAY—Iniereity tennis "*/the four years Clarence "Orenent — ; “paged and “ death os, pecine eee OD ae
cage, wey of | mountain eg nually helped con- At eleven o'clock ‘this morning j” ‘Matches, Shelton vs. Bremer--; | has “been manager, .probably the was tes al ere ee and to-Bett re ria" without te
© age who -are| duct a week's outing on the moun- the temperature was a compara. | ° ton,.10 a. m., Loop Fi¢ld and. largest order in. the plant’s his. hsecSe Meyer “on a iret =e — ‘deeving tase anche

; tain for a+ Tacoma Boy Scout tively cool 89 degieés. At noon |_ ‘tity: park courts, , : tory. 4 - a : S~ morning. by ; g : ~tox
™ -wWill include troop. ae it had risen to ye degrees and MONDAY—Meeting of Com-
ing about the! ‘The trip’ for. the Shelton group - t. ened ta

in missi 10 : t '~ And Gruver wil} almost be able the past ten days Me iene cate, for found by “the children when: th
; . i -aped to 95 de< 3 issioners, : > & m.,,- court-
cluding one is being planned a8-soon as the|#t 1:30 it had leape to) e oa gates 2

; i fhouse. i a bad : : Ph, saber «|
umit for ‘those baseball season is Completed for Lee EME ca age sizzling reso MONDAY=Sotthant. 6-p. m, : daily trips for’ the. past three}, The jury's verdict was read’ by dental discharge ny Oye gun: 5, +o
ene _¢leven-| the Junior Legion team. The foes as the city sweltered in| ;Loop ~ Fiela ‘and... Tremper’. months Uelivering that order to | Miss Clare Engelsen, court clerk, | “Trapped By Daughter ~! See
Peak of the party will be limited to ten boys, trasaiiting torridness. ; Field. f = Ee a eee contractors who are. working on | Bfter Bailiff - Jack Barclay. had “But the plan-was spoiled, Prokos'* a
t mountain. Willard said, Yesterday was xthe previous MONDAY —Pagies’, Lodge. ink .| the extensive state highway. road en the papers from Foreman cutor “Brodie, said, ;when_ Leuch wt
ut $10 Willard will be assisted by Hugh high for the’ year when the mer-|:-;tiation program, Parade, 27330: improvement “jroject “in tha wre (John Whiting, who sut SRA Tapes ten: Fs ;
wee ae Clark, Junior High teacher, and; , 80 reached 7 Apetnde me anid Bay ; I

nier AP nae Ra Andinac fen

th st tend in” in-/came ho at’noon, ostensibly.
«.|t0 drive the route with his eyes | ty Superior Gnas mn vera con ae cc
DO. im. | SloSed for. he-has been making ,

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wah bk—bagics data —sdiam
-jation _program, .paradeyitjS04)
-p, m., Eagies. Cluoroom. <t), 4)
PESDAY—iwanis club’ lpn.
cheou,, noun, Hote) Shelton,'$ i

JAVID.B. DERREY
PASSES TODAY OF
-AEART TROUBLE

forieer Rayonier Employee To Be
Buried Saturday; Had Lived
5 Here Since 1924

pavid B. Derrey, 58, resident of
shelton for the past 14 years, died
it Shelton hospital today, victim
© heart trouble. He had been
It only a shart time when taken.
‘Fypneral services will be con,
fieted Saturday at one o’clock
rom.;,Witsiers Chapel with Rev.
& A. Spicker, Methodist pastor,
yonducting. Cremation will fol-
Ww.
axe Derrey came here in 1924,
working for the city until the
zayonier pulp mill opened in 1927.
He was a member of the Pulp
Mill Pioneer Employees Associa-
jon and a member in good stand-
ing of the Pulp and _ Sulphite
Workers Union, Loca! 161.

He is survived by his’. wife,
Ethel Mae; three sons, Ferman
xf Port Angeles, Don of Long-
view, and Cedric of Shelton; ane
jaughter, Doris of Shelton; and
ane sister, Mrs. Virginia Thomp-
gon of Goldendale, Washington,
and four grandchildren.

“Active pall bearers for the fu-
neral will be Velza Adams, Robert
Little, Lou Packard, Charles Hurst,
Ted Fuller, and Ed Fourre. Hon-
orary pall bearers will be Merritt
Kaphingst, Ernest Dahlgren, Len
Walton, George Cooper, D. B.
Davies, and Art Ferguson.

» Mr. Derrey leaves many friends
and fellow workers to mourn his
passing. and jolly good humor.

Shelton Dairy
Moves To Valley
-:For Fresher Milk

4 Fi :

F Making the move in order to
Serve its’ customers fresher milk,
the Shelton Dairy today moved
its. pastuerizing machine and
storage facilities to the Cooke
dairy in Shelton Valley.

By the move the dairy will be

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the edteusive plule duguway bodu
improvement “project;/in the, ) Mt. |
Walker vicinity. on) the‘ Olymple
peninsula*highway.. \oyy ete d

The Shelton Concrete: Products,
plant was:awarded the contract |
to supply the cement materials}
needed on tho big job on its:
competitive low bid. yoo!

Welghty Order !

Here, to give evidence of the |
size of the order, are the various,
things Gruver has been herdinc:
over the highway between 'Shel-|
ton and the Mt. ‘Walker for the
past three months: ,

1000 feet of 18-inch reinforced :
cement pipe; 130 feet of 12-inch!
reinforced cement pipe; 200 feet}
of 18-inch plain cement nipe; 200°
feet of 24-inch reinforced cement
pipe; 600 No. 6 round cement.
guard -'rait~ posts; 100
right-of-way markers; and
eral cement federal aid’ markers. }

Eachipiece ofthe 18-inch” pipet
weighs 530 pounds. <Gruver' tales ,
16 to a load.. The “24-inch pipe :
weighs 1000 pounds and he canj
carry only eight per. load. The
guard rail posts weigh 400 pounds
each and he can get 25 aboard
each load. That gives an idea
of the number of trips he ; has
thad to make between Shelton and
ithe Mt. Walker project while de-
llivering this particular order.

j Other Orders, Too

In addition he has hauled 150
feet of 18-inch reinforced cement
pipe, 160 feet of 24-inch rein-
forced cement pipe, ten cement
highway markers and two cement
federal aid markers to Jorstad
Creek where- another Olympic
loop highway improvement job
is being completed under private
contract, and 200 feet of 24-inch
reinforced cement pipe and 80
feet of 36-inch reinforced cement
ipe to Lilliwaup where the state
Eneway department itself is do-
ing some improvement work.

Along with the regular busi-
ness in addition to the orders men-
tioned above it can be easily seen
that the recession hasn't bothered
this Shelton industrial plant,
whatever it may have done to
others.

Of course there’s a reason be-
hind it all — quality. Tests made
by the state highway department
have proven that products made
at the Shelton Concrete plant are
|superior to any in this district
'and have requested that jobs done
}for the highway department have
jthe Shelton products used rather
,than any made in Thurston or
‘Lewis counties, other sources of

‘

John Whiting, »who. gut
F F

+

cemant ,
“SeV- },

i Mrs.

able to bottle its milk immediate- cement products used in the past

a2 8 yelucor
8 throughoutthé tria: sR anded
them to’ Judge ‘PD. F,.Wright«for
his: penusual and, he. in turn hand-
ed.them to. Miss ‘Engelsen, , At. *
: Leuch took the verdict without
batting an eye, ‘maintaining the
same unexpressive face he has
kept throughout the entire trial

The verdict, word-for-word as
drawn up hy the jury of five wo-
men and seven men, follows;

“We, the jury duly impaneted
and sworn to try the above en-
titled cause, do find. the defendant
guilty of murder in the — first
degree. (Signed) John T. Whiting,
foreman.” - *

The special verdict in
the penalty read:
. “The death penalty shall be in-
flicted. (Signed) John T, Whiting,”

: New Yrail Ta Be Asked", -

Defense Attorney Charles R.
Lewis, . after. Judge>-Wright -- had
dismissed the jury with thanks
for the close attention it’ ‘had
given the case during ten blister-
ing days, notified the court he
would file papers asking for an
arrested judgment and a new trial
within the next 15 days. Should
that appeal be denied the defense
has the right to appeal to the
state supreme court.

The jury deliberated only. about
three hours in reaching its de-
cision. Two of those hours were
last night after dinner from
Shortly before seven o’clock until
nine o'clock. Then, taking ad-
vantage of Judge Wright's recom-
mendation that they sleep on the
case for the night following the
ten days of sweltering weather
during which the trial was con-
ducted. Deliberations were re-
Sumed about 9:15 -this morning
and the jary announced at 10:30
that it had reached its verdict.

The delay until after 11 was
necessitated for Judge Wright to
come into town from his summer
home at Union: where he spent
the night.

Only a small crowd was present
to hear the verdict, word failing
to spread around fast enough for
the spectators who have jammed
the courtroom to overflowin¥
throughout the trial to trickle into
the courthouse in time for the
verdict reading. . is

Other members of the «jury in
addition to Foreman John Whit-
ing were Mrs. Hattie Bateman,
Mrs. Gladys Nelson, James Fraz-
ier, Charles Hunter, E. G. Wolf,
E, C. Miller, Frank Fenti-
man, Mrs. Marie Meek, Mrs.
Agatha Norby, Theodore Deer and
Bernis Yenter. Mrs. Joe. Vail
served as the alternate juror but

regard to

|

it.

owns: daughter 2 Dior
her Rea folietes

rived home! unexpected *
school as he was leaving. the back’Y

door, : saw; him ,going’: towaard athe 44

back. gate ‘in direct contrast toy;
his story of: coming into the: :yard ,;
as the: girls came. around: the.

house, and pinning ‘the tint: ele-
ment down to -a’ point. \where -
Leuch's: story - was wrecker).
Prosecutor Brodie also sttressed «,
another point in’. Leuch’s sitory
which pinned the finger of sus»

picion indelibly upon. him. wen, -
he failed to get the gum ‘close .

enough. to his. wife before: firings:

pert;. Dr. Frank Menne,. Univer:

sity of Oregon’ autopsy smugeon;*

and Luke S. May, Seattle -exniiminol-

tS

Expert testimony of Stanley",
MacDonald, Portiand: ballistttias ex=%4

ys

v4

ogist, who testified their insvestiga.~~-*

tions showed, the: gun: waes ifired
too, far’ away to have\ bewm. ‘fired

incriminating detail was diixeovery
of the gun on the floor, still! wixap-
ped in: the cloth with the ataitn
unruffled ‘as it would have: been:
in falling to -the:floor., aie

-In giving :the .state’s: atlosing
statement Special: Deputy H-rose- «
cutor Smith Troy also stressed. the
testimony. of  MacDonalidj, iDr:_
Menne and Luke May ‘as: being;
indisputable physical: evidennee.

He said there were eight! ;par-
ticular points which... pointed? iun-
questionably to Leuch’s guilt: t—-
testimony that the woundi ccouli

not have been self-inflicteatt; 2—--'

the gun could not have fitred: ace
cidentally; '3—that death was in-
stantaneous; 4—the time element
disproved Leuch’s ‘alibi; 5—tthere-
had been absolutely no camrobora- *
tion of Leuch’s story by tthe. de-
fense; 6—the- testimony «if :Dor-

the many  inconsistemcies .
Leuch’s story; :and 8—tiim ‘itele- |
grams and notes written byy Hueuch:

all pointed to a man. with a guilty +

conscience.. - fy teed 8 AN

Discredits Experts; > *
‘Defense. Attorney Chaatitsy }
Lewis based his chief poiints ‘on
trying to discredit the «expert
testimony. of  MacDonalij, 3Dr/

Menne, ‘Luke. May. and Dir. B: Nf

Collier. .He pointed ta. : tihe :story)
told by Leuch that his wife» must;
have taken-her own: life-after he: +
told’ her that, fatal. morning. Of
the condition of Betty-“Irwin ana®
his intention to leave - hits family
for Miss Irwin. he. or ri

The trail, the first ‘case iin '“Ma-'
son. County history of a.hustirid
going on .trial for, first degree:
murder ‘of his. .wife;* begaar“Moh-
day, July 11, with téstimongy start

othy Leuch and- Betty Dutity; 1 3
in:,

‘by Mrs} Leuch>heérself: ~ Axnother-*'

ne

was excused at the conclusion of
the case last night when it ap-
peared that the 12 regular jurors
would be able to go through with
the case without interruption : by
illness.

ing Wednesday,:'two days ilater,?:
and lasting until last*nightt.: ; In-t
cluding today’s, short” time ¢the:}
trial covered a periad aff eleven,
days. R Ae MEG aD cee on
At the concluston of the ttijal-:
this morning Prosecutor’ Brodiay’
said he’ was’ unable to, gayy {just
when or what thé next omase -in~’
the present ‘ jury.) term “willl ;* be»
heard.’ He said he would! ditscusg
that matter jithin:'thei next: “ay:
or two with Judge Wright andi
draw up a schedule, starting: prob~,.

ly prior to the start of deliveries, by the department.
Saving from 12 to 24 hours of
storage necessary when the milk
Was brought into Shelton to be
bottled at the plant at Fourth|
and Cota streets, according to |
Manager George Cooke.

- The dairy will continue to oper-
ate ifs retail store at the same|
location, so customers mity still |
get milk and ice cream products !
as usual, Cooke said. |

.

Ski Program For
Friday Attracts
Southwest Clubs! The case ‘wee une ae jury

\at five minutes before five o'clock
Wednesday afternoon when Prose-
Plans for a gathering of South-;cutor Doane Brodie completed a
25-minute rebuttal in which -he
re-enacted the crime as he. had

i west Washington, ski enthusiasts
here Friday night were completed

T CAUGHT
JENT RESIDENTS

Diligent search by the two men
failed to reveal anything startling
and Mrs. McConkey was finally
persuaded to return to the apart-
ment. :

Return Appearance

‘A few minutes later another
Scream heralded the return of the
“beast,” and Roy and Bruce
Promptly arrived on the scene
once more — to find the largest
beetle they'd ever seen crawling
across the floor.

After dispatching it into the
great beyond they measured it
and found it was five and a half
inches long.

Take out a ruier, look at how
long that is, then try to remember
€ver acelng a beetle to match that
for size,

tf

Arges
Te tage ® *

| Tuesday evening at a meeting of
‘the Mt. Lincoln Ridge Runners.
| Skiing fans’ frgm Bremerton,
Olympia ang, Grays Harbor have
|been invited to. gather here Fri-
| day night with the Ridge Runners
tor a combined business meeting
and dance program starting at
7:30 in Memorial Hall.
Discussion of what, has been
accomplished ,so far and what is
yet to be amd can be done toward
development of the Olympic ski
bowt in the Flapjack Lakes area
will feature the business meeting.
That will be*followed by a dance
with music futrtshed by Ken
Blanchara's orchestra.
' Anyone interested enthusiastic-
tally in skiing is invited to atténd
‘both the m¢eting and the dance,
Mayor L, D. Hack will address
the group during the business
imeeting. Rep. George W. Adams
has been tentatively scheduled to
speak on the program, also, but
\he wasn’t able to say definitely
{that he could attend,

- 4 '

be

: . beet ieee)
Pott he cobb aah hy Coke icber deb aden.

eat eS hees wre. |

it pictured for the fury.- He. pics
tured Leuch as a harassed man
who early in the year had domes?
tic trouble with his wife, Lena,
mother of his seven. children, but
was unable to finaace a divorce,
who wanted Betty Irwin, attrac-
tive 26-year-old brunette theatre
usherette and ticket salesgirl’ of
Olympia, who became desperate
when Miss Irwin reached a con-
dition of approaching motherhood
because of him.

Prosecutor Brodie pointed out
how Leuch took out an insurance
policy for twice the amount an
insurance agent recommended in
view of his earnings a few months
before the crime for which he
was convicted, how he reclaimed
his gun from an Olympia pawn-
shop -just three days hefore~ the
crime, how on the morning of June
1, when Miss Irwin was to leave
for her brother’s home in Bonners
Ferry, Idaho, Leuch, waiting un-
til’-he was alone with his wife
in the home at 1221 Franklin

.
‘
9 ts

ably the middle .of “next: week:!
Judge Wright) instructed ttire

ructed | jury...
panel to be prepared to» imeport <

about next Wednesday.

Two " of
Katherine and ‘Lu¢ille, were taken,
back to Minnesota early this: week

by William Leuch, brother: caf ‘the’

convicted :' man, ' who

“livets ~ In®
Staples, Minnesota. - - ‘ ,

New Grocery Qypen 3
- On Hillcrest Lot

see
Foundation: forms’ were
early this week’ for a smaili thuild-’
ing on, Hillcrest, which is mitanned
to house’a new grocery sitore at

ald

Cascade an
way. . “eels

The structure is being buillt ‘for
Emerson Thompson, a member of
the Sharp's Grocery ‘staff ‘for sey
eral years” past, 96.

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“HERE YESTERDAY

ying | actually a very
; +f his -brather’! ‘ ;

beuld’ get hold s.of a? “Pans
mouldin’t™'be Aakeny alive, + Ben ihe
» “Ben Leuch Stems to ba a black | -unda.
heeb ins a'- fine: family,’
YTne.Fcommented,; “for:
Heuch sis a. fing mari.” \i:

bE Ay jonas
ty

‘3

entle animal, 4
he }>\ He ‘likes toile
‘hes ¢ BPOup Ot.

petted, ‘ds.’

onlovkeis- discovered

Y night when he was’ first
‘ , Whe

them ‘stopped petting yh

zzled -up* 6 them

“| Much as:to’ as

Up. 22 °

gt ateuy

t Kaltoy
Sheritt brought tto’ Shaiton,
Wiiliam
Bins ay

of

mprovement® \Ciub!~

n-.Belfair’s ‘Action! 1
oF t ALS 3 EP E eS eh tip ‘3

may 4
2 1c ot 3 4 eB
Lone) Lee

ied hE ;
igh-strung:
bo thi

Sp

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f

. EVE F bapas |
ter thé meeting a
“served and al
yable evening.

caped fugitive ph
i is .released .and. Pat is jleash > when‘: Pat: js put:.on':-a| When’ the Jowrnal ‘went to Pres
, immediately | Siven, the trait. 0.) ! Paty trail.” & LE eh eg they had nottiting to report.
ie’ Mr, Leuch ! 8) f 5 Never Failed trait ¢.In case you ever consider own: . Whilé the: seawen ir .town wa
Pf ity +f VAs ve, never’ lost\: one yet,"Jing a. bloodhound Ou-: should } !nStigated, otiner posses and ‘th
Shelton Krueger: said. i tied Get | watch big Pat store away,.the | otker two blowdhounds continue
fer. with |» Pat, formidable looking. ag hej victuals .at fecdihg ‘time before | to’ concentra in the -northeas
E arrange- 18, has. been ‘trained -not Lo harm | you make¢: your? decision: , Pat: js Section: of” Masxon County in ‘th
Some of his broth: his ‘prey. if-“hoe catches \ tip ‘With | always. hungry: and. seems to | Pickering ; and Oakland Bay dis
- “children back sto} them, On ‘the coatrary, ihe tries! have no limit, fo hig capacity.  triets where tine dogs had_ traildd
ao itAldwest, with “htm, ;° ito ‘make. ’triends With: anyone he!’ sti ‘&- thitd} bloodhound was | the escaped sitayet
hte ald Sheriff “Geraia’ wyins' | encounters end. js
Hat he twas’ atraia’ i¢ :

|

|

YOUTH

.'Cutver, *Who ' resides ‘at.
Creek, near) Belfair, ‘was
ently’ on ‘hig Way. té Ww

Bremerton © whey he. decided «to pared ne vires bt lays AE WAS
and Mason County} eng his, lite!) Two: youths, on. ‘a eatgentt t haa ini Shag: Jock eae Oe
in. the’erude. ‘days of the eightics | fishing: trip;’ discovered’: ‘ths -re- ee} ina Batty SO itt te ep
ah nineties, and’ they mains’ and. axid the explosives: had aia Anicls Haves
itt pulessing Names» blastad~g Roia¥inuth f Hb F hadi iid
Bb Atth uaa ata | Leh Shas ay i MY, eile
s ack ertha Try Bil st were? .

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th The Shelton Independent"... ¥:. Apa earn ae Pe)
vanf. /Puesday, Adgust 9: ic ald EE Oe ae FFI

. OFFICIAL COUNTY AND CITY PAE

ice ce ;
HUNT: FUGITIVE SEEN

TOWN, JAMES FR

pe sons wt on TELLS. SEARCH
“Patrick... ‘the Giant}: largest move, : constantly. tugs .af “hig 1° ‘ aa\
} bloodhound “in! the country,” aé-) leash- and” al-in-all. igs‘) quite af. oe Rt tee
af ine £3 ; “n° - 4 € fed bak keto he a
To ; Cording to Kitsap County. Deputy} han aes, nee work nee Three Bloodivmunds,: 50 Offica,
moe | Sheriff Jack Krueger,, ig work | Deputy Krueger, a powerful man, | \2150" Votuhteers - Searching
u/' ; Overtime: in the -search for Bern-} has difficulty holdin the ‘bie dog | “"'s\ For iéincaped Killer
day | M2rd_ R. Leueh,” escaped: Share | eh ines is pet teh
yesterday | wite-sia ese i tibed ~ "| in. chee -once. he. wants to get- to WA chivitiée skeinie. cle ‘A
William Leuc ptt Lf Ride y : a5 aoe work end is generally drageed a Activities Awiftly » shifted
of-the Notthern Pasig): Property . of the ‘Kitsap Coil counties steps. “before.she can within the city’ ilimits of Shel
; divisions | 1. sheriff's Office, Pat is: a giant |'checir the trailer. ac8§ this:. afternoon: fin the. manhi
5 Mink: rai , for a bloodhound, weighing ‘close | pat Hard Worker’ ; for Bernhard IR. Leuch, convict
s Diek*: me the ,t? 130 :Pounds.. He is English {%-Ip! this "respect, Pat ig ‘just | Wife-slayer’ wiho eiscaped . fr
tthe: escape | POodeound, Deputy Krueger says, | the ‘Opposite of Queenie, female | the Mason *Coumby jail Sung
ard, treme | and was-obtained trom the Forbes bloodhound from the Monro. Re- | evening, when James | Frew
jail the’ eye. | Xennels’ in. “Seatte. pene shee formatory “who. is - also Working ; Ported a man wnom he was’ ¢
3 Ma vert) The: big’ dog -wearg & deputy | in: the . Leuch manhunt. Queenie, |.tain’ was - the fugitive came
ae Cae coe ' sheriff's hadge . on. the right | hardly‘ half - Pat's ‘Size, is», qa} the’ Frew. home at Ninth a
arcival “here: was | shoulder of his “heavy» harness, . a docile ‘animal, . willing enough: .to/ Railroad this :morning about t
¥. local“ authorities he ! distinction unique with the Kit: | take :things easy. dnd conssrve | O'clock to -bee for food, ;
notified | Seattle * police j'sap canine trailer, Pig e?Al her: energy. until? the hunt i State: |" Puirolmen, Sherif
State. patrol officers ‘ot iS} °. Pat is worked at least once’ a tually’ starts, B20 tan! oh | POsses,~ and ‘ome: af “the . thr
pues BOs he was Surprised ; week, Deputy Krueger explained | But once a. hot’ trail’ is “found | hloodhounds Iming used in.
bee tew- minutes’ after - registering | yesterday as he gave him ‘Leuch’s it takes a good man to keep’ up| hunt, -began fa. systematic Scau
U/BEPe ‘Seattle hotel’ to tind.:, his scent” from. one of. the escapedi with — either “dog..i' Krueger: ig} ing Of the neighborhood and | t
Wemoiiti ay full sof Jaw <au- | slayer’s Shirts. ‘If'n6 aétual trail- { about the only.man‘ who: can Keep | hoboes’ — cannp .8ctoss: the ‘vree
) Fae ‘ikl coe ren eae ing. ofan escaped : Prisoner .. is! pace ‘with Pat. and almost with: | this “afternoom jin .an‘ effort
LS The hotel Clerks noticing » the needed) one of tie Katsap cou } xceptid
Mame, after ts having, :read:' tho PrisGners iste}

m ‘Krueger sholds: the | locate ‘the. ex

Sunday night
\ oo Traileé Wo Water ‘
The. Kitsap euunty pbloodhoun
first: to’ be brnught in‘ for the
case, trailed .~ euch up. overd
Capitol ‘Hill. ana down. Bayshore!
€n-}| road to the Nesmrows,’ where 1 he
Ie apparently ‘ either Swam on, rows)
ad < to: : be |ed Across ina Musnet, Sunday night,
tnor.’*: Martin ja ‘few ' ‘hours afitean his escape #
secure -the « &Crvices) Tracks ‘were Plainly visibiie in, thesy
‘his spacial Soft ‘mud at: low titlie -on «both Xs
der. tty cap int Sides: of, the Nasmrows but’ ‘the =
ler. rg oe ‘ pick: up “mes
© tide: again, 4
muisit *have+ waded

added to the man-hunt
morning: | with
Buck, another
bloodhound

party this ‘
arrival’ of
large
». the |. Monroe

is reputed}y
erin » the

‘

dq

- the

an-hunt

ghie

byt
rat

> Special. permission sh
obtained from “Gove
iny ordee ‘toi
of the, bi

i= ‘feliow, and
trainet ‘a

nid fan

A di

ee

FSH

g

Sy tee
ING

ON.

along “n' the water in'aniattempt 4
} a AisteircAe. eck ~ ate ‘ ait’ in fact ite to.confuse purswiit, i EE 4 ; 7
id MWR AS rain eee | ot 7h t} : Leese , FS However, the mogs again. pick. /
‘ . 4 tt : , :
je Navy \Yard: Highway C1ud ; OUT { OR INTIAL i TRIP FiND BELFAIR ed "up \ a) trail’ Rast night ' which?
et in the old Byminasiunt in Bel: | Byatt “PNR OG x erate eb east tt : , led “into ' a) swamp in. the: Picker. 4
5 Priday ,evening..with a darge " A AJ ing area’ and was lesat there, ; 3
. endance, Xt e birsr ay BY TDG TR «ps i : ; , Numerous other sreports © in: ad-'
gle. name ‘or. the organization p es TE ESN Sy Y A Ao RT Re AE & .t dition to that ‘made by Mr. Frew. *
As changed to ‘The ‘Belfair, ‘Im- WATS hae (PU s$ Lyttle go SPB Prk me * be ee i Bata ** Tof strange’ men ‘have | been’ j /in« m
rovements Club” anda few minor Gathering Surprises Fondest Wish- Carpenter. Sits’ Or Box Of Dyna- vestigated .in’ vaunios + parts _ of 4
qenges were made in ithe by-laws: |" “Ses of Committee ‘For Size of if St mite*. To. End Lite ‘Near. the county: but <tins hulk of them a
; i" purpose ‘of the: Pe ake , Walker Park® Turnout ji. ' , Malson-Kitsap Line ae have come from’ the. general ‘area '}
to’ work for ‘better roads,.pro- f' same ya hee a rive tes ‘¥ Pane eg bia 33: “Where the’ search 1S: Concertttrated, +
tion? of eominunity - Spirit? and ht henge firs COMES pare es err a ee a ‘One ‘such’ report, front, ‘Seattle, oe
‘*eplan ‘for; the:.constriiction of 4 auspices ’o & two noted to” his ‘gon,| gaia: he. was seem: troarding: (tend
Pemunity. club “house. «. 4 naa ‘Toneer. Assoat | Ralph, Bremetton ‘high school in- peor: abe are  eening. Wain
hé Navy Yard ‘Highway Clu thé largest pthering of early, reg-| Structor, » Robert ‘Carroll’ Culver, see rade. his ao |
organized in: 1932 and-is affil- idente: ever® rought* together’. in] 66+year-old carpenter,’ parked his {dramatic suddenness Sundiny eve-
ted “with the Kitsap’, County | yan, County, and,‘ nearly "300 car near the Wavy) Xurd High-| ning: ut phout, 5:45 o'ekuck when
od Roads Assn.) ni) Vy yi. | persons Visited; Walker Park Suné | way on” the Kitsap-Mason ;County | Roy. Daniels, -relief man. ‘ in.” the
hae 3 be Beare) ai bye day' during the day}: most of them | line, Walked ‘to ‘a® secluded Spot | sheriff's. ‘office, breewght him Als
fem B, ‘Theler, Mebeet frha apne enjoying Cisiee te ‘fomil Parties; / On 4: small ‘side’ road,: sat down | dinner. Failing to Bed the spec ive
fed Her eat liane was Somte of those present had left’ the | on ‘a box of dynamite and set off] ific «oy Dat ioe | Stnemtite: Gerald mi
‘tte Cé-pres ty (An EY : ‘ +] Byr ‘ i med Y ,
parwise eelected ake daee: county and town more than for-| the ‘explosives, His. body, ‘torn, | Byrnes, Daniels . opened Leuch’s
; Cat ee A ee : and in
asurer,:; bf

$ scattered over
100. yards,’ officer's

Heri he
PAS

cell and. took: the ‘Utnerie
Out fin attendant;*. «:
: As apiece of. eemt !
Bear | 0¢d ‘from: the tray wand Daniels eT
appar.) Stooped’ to’ pick fr up dLench |
‘ork .. in| SWiftly, stepped past tine ‘jailer,

rit with, ,
1 aw ps : rh a!

dloupe ‘ship. we


rrutit A

RE. YESTERDAY), che sie kat

KKIVES 7°

ihe Kin “Comes- To |
= Sheriff Jack Krueger, is working

‘overtime in the search for Bern; |

ike Some or

Children

'~ East With Him -:

Ree Sa
‘ing in. Seattl
g.

William Leuch,

e' yesterday

@nt of the Northern Pacific '

i's shops at the
Minn,

& surprised to piok

;at Staples,
rand read?

# brother, Bere

fason County jail the:

revious.
sugh his arriv
by local

ted

is..- he wa

authorities
bot, notified Seattle
s a! Rees officers of

divisiow }

Was
up: the}
f. the: .escape |
hard, ‘from
eve-

al here» was
he!

3 surprised

wiioles after registering

+ Seattle hotel: to’ tind

# suddenly full”
Ges. seh wee 7

his
of law au

“

4. hotel- clerk; + toticing» ithe

** after
fhg's “paper,

#d .polite of. the ah Leuch |!

having read

the
immediately |

fered at ed hotel, Ye

Leuch came
tin -the ee to

to - " Shelton
confer: with

epost: ‘and. make arrange-
to’take some of ‘this broth-
Dednaned children: back -.to

pidwest with hime %3:;-,

® told /Sheriff: Gerald ;Eyrne

he ‘Wags afraid, if his brather ,

F- get © hold of’

‘4° gan he |

dn't'? be: taken ‘alive. -

eit

dems to be a black

= “int ia ‘finefamily,”, Sheriff

i ‘corimented,, “for.

«Wiiliam

: Ag tine: man.’ Yohe a9 Ee

vhygay.

Chub] Ne late

provement: ‘Ciub!:

Belfair’s s\

& Navy

ey

“Ward" beetitetnedy Club

in the, old’ eymnasium in Bel-

rade ve evening | with | a, Jarges

ance. aa RK oe
» name ‘oft
a2hranged® to}!

ementy ~Cluy’ ‘aid:

Wes: ‘were made inthe: by-laws. ‘Se
pose of athe, iB ogenization | ‘

nor: better:
lat:

a

pity ty

ext organization
e Belfair. Im-

a few minor

‘roads,*-pro-
spirit. and

y?
peat the” construction of a

unity, Clubs shouse.<

fe “Navy Tard’ "Highway.

Club!

organized in? 1932 and: is affil-

4- with? the’ “Kit
° Roa a Aste

ys dent, gt

a

ted ryibelpraelacntig
en” was ré- ee

for’ thé’ mee foe al
‘served ¥and - ‘al r
genie evening.»

ae sQgunty |

Bee

s* fe-lected

Re Williams was

and” "AS F
‘ ecretary:
seas

Bir ebal junch’

sree & ivery
Aik

aul Wood Sells :
Journal, Interest

a

e: interest’ of
the Journat was p

Be

Ist 4 i

it Wood.
urchased this

sby*d. E} Angle: who. °-has
f by rina in. .the).operation

ness’ i
ss May with Mr

v Wood

Wood, «who rete ‘thomas

x Crocker

= _G
gir

ere he

the wholesales

“lagh Seve

gs to Sh, helton,+

‘ ¥, hack “itor
3 D) D ALBY “AT
¥ fas

Ewte:

took over thé Journal
* ago, Ble C.. Angle’ & Sons’/a
x Plans to return” to Se-

Was */eénnected
Cracker Busi-
eral ‘years. ior. 2

“td
However he.
* Shelton. until}
béfore’ mov-
ne? Seattle.

‘hard R. Leuch,
, wife- -slayer.
super: |

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itd FIERCE, HE’S GENT LE)

»- largest’
blobdhound ‘in the edaintr, hes
cording to.Kitsap County: Deputy

. escaped , Shelton

Property. of the - Kitsap , Coun
;ty sheriff's office, Pat is ‘a giant
for a- bloodhound,
to 130: pounds.. He-is Mnglish
biooednound,. Deputy’ Krueger says,
and was obtained trom. the Forbes
Ixennels' in “Seattle.

The big’ dog wears a ‘deputy
|sheritf'g: badge on’ the right
ishoulder of his heavy: harness, 2
distinction’ unique with the. Kit:

‘police / sap canine ‘trailer. et nies
his |

Pat is‘worked at least once a
week; Deputy Krueger explained

scent. from. one of: the
slayer’s shirts. “If no actual frail-
ing of an- escaped. prisoner. is
heeded one of tire Kitsap county
prisoners is. released and - P mat.” ds

i given the tral.

Never | Failed 2H
“Vaoive, never: lost one " yet,”
Krueger said. °-"',.
Pat, formidable

lookng as. he

\is,.has been trained not to harm

his. prey if he catches up with
them.” On the contrary, he tries
to. make friends: with- anyone he
encounters ‘and- igs et 4 EMPTY.
gentle animal, ;

He likes: to «be petted, - a
group of) *,onlookeis ° dineovered
Sunday night when ‘he was first
brought ‘to Shelton... When some
of them. stopped petting him’ Pat
nuzzled ::up*:to “them again: so
much as. ag Ask ‘them to heer it

As ra *Adivous, °

é hig-strung:
dog, always" wen

Lo ~Peaf if a. F thy

weighing ‘close!

yesterday as he gaye him’ Leuch’s'
eScaped }

move, ‘soantaahly trigs ‘at | nis!
(leash; and: all-in-all is quite a
\nandful. for Deputy Krueger once
Pat knows.Ke. has work ty flo,
; Deputy Krueger, a powerful man,

‘has difficulty holding the ‘big dog!

in check .once he wants to get: to
work cnd is generally dragged a
couple .of steps : before he-,can
check the trailer... rns
‘Pat Hard Worker ~
_ In this respect .Pat is. «just
the opposite of Queenie, female
bloodhound from. the Monro, Re-
formatory. ‘who is also working
in. the .Leuch manhunt. |. Queenie,
|hardly| half -Pat’s , size, is~.a
docile animal,» willing -enough |: to
take ‘things _casy and. conss"ve
her energy . Yuntil ee uns “ace
tually’ starts. wit ,

But once a hot trail is ‘found
it tdkes a-good man to keep up
‘with either dog. « Krueger: is
jabout the only:man who can keep
'pace. with Pat and almost with-
out ‘exception Krueger holds the
leash when Pat’ is. put;on a
trail. ;

“. In case you ever consider own-
ing a- bloodhound. you should
watch: big -Pat -store away: the
victuals: at feeding time before
you amakce’ your, decision”: . Pat; is
always - . hungry - and ‘seéms “ ta
have ‘no limit to his capacity.

| Still’. a : third -.bloodhound was
j added to the mah-hunt party, ‘this
morning. with . the’ ‘:arrival { of
Buck, anocer | unusually. large
bloodhound .* from + the. Monroe
Reformatory. - He--is, reputedly
the. crack man- -hunter; yin « ». the en-
tire state,! 4;

Special permission had to y be
obtained from ‘Governor . Martin
in order'-to: secure the. ser “vices
of the big. fellow and ‘his _aperiel
teainer, and handler..! j

THREE HUNDRED
"PIONER Picwt

Gathering ‘litres pee wish-
'es ‘of-Committee For. Size of
«Walker Fark Turnout

Pr tate Pas yt

£ oe ne Fa, rx

The Lirst. simmer picnic under
auspices of the Mason County Pi-
oneer Association turned’ out to be
the Jargest gathering of early res-
idents ever “brought together in
Mason’ County, and «nearly ; | 300
‘persons visited Walker, Park Sun+
day during. the’ day,’ most of them
enjoying dinner.,in family, parties.
Some of those. present; had left the
county and town more than.’ for-
ty. yearsago, . and in several in-
stances: had: fiever* been’ back «for
a visit, and to bring so many to-

a treat’ to all:

® Needless: to add’ ‘that many: ‘of
_ elders, were children; who
khew Shelton and’ Mason County
in’ the crude. days of the eighties
and not'so gay. nineties, -and- they
had’ a lot of fyn:’guessing names
and _identities, although in most
cases: tltere was something: in the
gast of younger days’ which still
stood out ind fooled but,few)’. The
day was ‘spent. in recounting oe
times and ‘experiences, ; not ;

forts ,of this dey, the: Jong walks
to school in’ menting the. * rudi-
ments of cducation, the hard, work
on the farma and ranches, but ov-
er val. ‘the: funy’ and amusements
which’ stood ‘aut in memory. {

“The laek of tables. for. such a
{ER cyowd | was an, s,auungyenes

Cont: ried. pny

efit Beattie

weely, ove 1
what: a

pase Two Ha?

“ALIAS. CAPTAIN:-
CL E, SAYS CANAL BEST’

on sitiitae
% ‘ily wf the: ae the: elettrie. tignt aystem “on

Hood? Canal? f +
“The wooden + wheel: was Water,

Pepliced ” ‘oye the? pres
pie which) was maga: at ated

saint

etal buckets “Hvet ba:

‘/TRIP FIND BELFAIR

gether ‘at onc ,time. ‘and place: was ’

compare withthe case ‘and Pits

‘eles elbeh eae ioe aaa Ne
&- : re

- YOUTHS On FIs HING
MAN BLOW! WN 10 BIS

Ltpenten’ ‘Sits On Box Or Dyna-
ant To. End Lite:; Near
he gar eats Line

yygick
ob a ead” Se
be ORS ant AY :

af # cH!

Leaving ts ‘ieee to his son,
Raiph,. Bremerton high school in-
structor, Robert ‘Carroll Culver,
66-year-old carpenter, parked his
car near .the ‘Navy ‘xard High-
way on the: Kitsap-~Mason County
line;. walked .to” a, secluded,, spot
on. a.small: side’ road,, sat down
on a box of ‘dynamite ‘dna set. off
the ‘explosives... His.’ body,» torn
to :fragments,, was scattered: over
-a. distance of « A00 tL be eres
said. FE gata {

Cuiver, who. ‘eeaides® at.
Creek, near, Belfair, was
ently: on ‘his way | to’ work . in
Bremerton when he. decided. to
ehd his life;.'Two youths, on .a}
fishing trip, discovered-:the* re-
mains and,said the explosives had
blasted a’ hole’in the ground suf-
ficient ta holds a eres size auto-
mobile. : '

P , Motive Not. “Known. jy

The: reason for the act was

not*immediately,ascertained | by
Sheriff’ Rush Blankenship: of, Kit-
say ‘county, who, j;with, StatePa-
trolman - Les* Lesis'e oh 4 investiga:
ted. %
'God ' 13" everything” that is “real
and” good;" one’: of the , suicide
ngtes ‘addressed to’ the son . and
round “irt’ the’ parked automobile
said.’ ‘eT ry and see this point of
view. Try and, improve not only!
for yourself,. but. for your. chit-
dren. Listen to ‘your conscience
and abide py what your conscience
tells ‘you.. May God have mercy
on you all. , Your loving father.”

{.y * Directions: On Note, |) 4

*'The other: note; written on’ a
piece of ‘brown wrapping paper,
adyised) the’ sun. to: collect wages
due, his father’, and to get tools
he had left ‘at the N perch he.) WA
working ‘ ‘in, Bremertot’s, Ib) als

ties to stn bis

Bear
appar-

tAken

other

of SIC of, the Narrows put 3
“were urnable+to pick. up: the’ by
trail. on the opposite: sidé- again, i+:

) dogs

7.{ where, the

1
bk

ta,”

OWN JAMES tht
TELLS SEARCHER

> 50
Searching
Killer

Three. Blondhounds,
150° Volunteers
‘Por Escapee
Activit tes \ ‘swiftly * shifted’ to
within the ‘city limitS of Shelton
this afttrnoon: in; the. manhunt
for. Bernhard: R.. Leuch, convicted
wife-slayer who escaped... from
the: Mason ‘County: : jail
evening, when «James. Frew re-
ported a. man whom he was
tain was the fugitive. came: to
the Frew home at.. Ninth’ and
Railroad this morning “about ten
a’clock tq: beg. for’ food,
State -Patrolmen,
posses, .and. one: of’ the
bloodhounds ». being. used
hunt,
ing of the neighborhood and, the,
hoboes’, camp,’ across the vreek
this afternoon in. an .effort’ to
locate the escaped fugitive but
when the: Journal went to press
they had nothing to report.
While the’ search in «town: was
instigated, other posses and the
two bleodhaunds continued
to. concentrate ‘in the northeast
section’ of Mason ‘County in.the
Pickering ‘and- Oakland Bay. dis-
tricts. where the dogs had trailed
the escaped slayer Sunday night.

_ Trailed:To Water :

The Kitsap county bloodhound,
first to be. brought in’ for. the
case}: «trailed. Leuch up “over
Capitol Hill and down. Bayshore
road to the -Narrows,; where he
apparently. either swam or, row-
ed across in ‘a. boat, Sunday -night :
a few hours. after. his escape.

sheriff's
, three
in

Tracks were: plainly visible. in the,

both
the

soft mud at low, tide on

indicating - he. must have. waded
along in the water ,in.an erie
to confuse pursuit, |

However, the dogs again pick-

ed wup-.a: trail last .night which

led into’ a! swampy in, the Picker- ‘

ing area ‘and was lost there.
Numerous other reports in ad-
dition: to thaf made by Mr. Frew
of strange men have been -in-
vestigated .in various” parts © of
the county’ but-the bulk. of thent
have come from the general area
search is concentrated.
; One ‘such. report. from’ Seattle
said was seen boarding a
freight train’ this: morning. '\4 :
Leuch made his. escape
dramati¢ suddenness Sunday eve+
ning
Roy Daniels, relief man’ in’
sheriff's. office, brought him his
dinner.’ Failing to heed the spec-
ific - orders: “of | Sheriff « Gerald’
Byrnes, '

‘he

out am attendant... ¢t"

Asa’ piece of cantaloupe slip-".

ped' from; -the- tray and Daniels
stooped } ‘to pick. it
swiftly , “stepped past .the jailer,
puiled the cell ‘ddor -closed | and
locked.’ it ‘with «the . keys. which
‘were dangling, in« the; Tock,
ing...Daniels _ imprisoned in 4, the
killer's cell, i ' :

rea

‘Mrs. Olive Tucker, “Jail. matron, x

was in an“adjoining section . of
the’. jail,-
freedom and. tried to run to ano-
ther, door: to-.cut off ‘his’ escape:

But ‘Leuch: overtook: her,’ wrested

her sétiof keys away’ from her?
and, foreed ‘her. into. another colt

and locked- her in, also, i
¢*,°\"Takes Elevator Down»

He then descended to' the court- })
house basement by the automatic ., ,

elevator, and. ! walked” ;out the

garage “entrance . after . throwing /').,

the
pile

two ‘sets! of keys under. .a@
of mats in .a'. dark corner

and began his dash: for freedom .,
eter)

which 80: far pane ahr
minated,:

He was seen SU the’ puild-
ing by. Mrs, W, C. Hudspeth who

resides in one of the Deer Apart+ sj

ments across | the street from the
Fe “
44 JeCantinu: Te a. page Tw).

Spor tsmén Dines ii
Again’ W adivesdha

Ofticers,.

Sunday .

cer-'"*

the *i
began a" systematic scour-::

saw. Leuch’s. break): for.’

j

with =)

at about 5:45 .o’clock’ when 5
the

Daniels. opened’, Leuch’s,, a
cell and ‘took the dinner, in with: ,

up . Leuch :1

leav=04°4

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%,

ice Milton” Jastram,

of Centralia, Wash., made

discovery.

amazing

KIDNAPED——

Betty MclIlvain used her

Fd

head when her. captor

made advances and de-
manded she pay ransom.


+S Pees, eR

-———
—

(-

MYSTERIOUS—— Chief Blaker couldn’t
girl lived in one of these understand the attitude
apartments, adjacent to of a girl who had
the scene of a murder. thought enough of Jack

Avent to keep constant

company with him, but
would not reveal herself now that he had been mur-
dered.

“She’ll be in to see us,’’ said Blaker, “unless she has :

some idea who shot Avent.”

©* the day after the funeral a pretty girl called on
Chief Blaker. She said her name was Helene
Nelson. .

“I should have come here as soon as Jack was shot,”
the girl said nervously. “It was so terrible—we were
going to be married. But there was another boy and
I didn’t want to get him in trouble.”

“Calm yourself, Miss Nelson,” consoled Chief Blaker.
“We'll keep everything you say strictly confidential,
unless what you say has a direct bearing on the murder
of your sweetheart.”

“Oh, I’m sure this other boy couldn’t have had any-
thing to do with it. Jack knew him. He would have
told if there had been anything like that.”

“You'll have to tell me who this other boy is,” in-
sisted the Chief.

“All right, I’ll tell you his name,” said the girl. “He
telephoned me the morning after the shooting from
Roseburg, Oregon. This is the absolute truth and he
said he had been there all night. I asked him where
he stayed and he said at ‘The Umpqua’ Hotel. We were
just good friends, though he was very disappointed that
I was going. to marry Jack. I hope you won’t have to
let him know I have said anything about this.”

“Is there anything else that might help us?” asked
the chief. :

“Just one more thing, and it worries me,” said the
girl. “My wrist watch was too tight and I took it off.

28

’ B crime wave swept
over southwestern
Washington and puz-
zled police chiefs set a
trap for the fiend
whose lust for killing
was only equaled by his
desire for obedience.

I forgot it and left it on the front seat of Jack’s car.
Did you find it?”

“No, we didn’t,” replied the chief. “But I can under-
stand your concern, Miss Nelson, and don’t worry. This
clue may help us quite a bit.”

Taking down the number and description of the wrist
watch Chief Blaker ushered the girl from his office.

“Doesn’t that girl live in the Paul Apartments?”’
asked an inquisitive patrolman as Miss Nelson went out.

“Yes, but don’t jump at conclusions,” replied Blaker.
“Someone stole her wrist watch. See if it is in any of
the hockshops here or in Portland.”

Through the telephone company, and a hotel register
in Roseburg, Chief Blaker soon determined that the
story which Miss Nelson had told him was the absolute
truth. But he was not able to find the wrist watch. It
evidently had been taken by the murderer of Jack
Avent, and possibly he still had it on him. The number
and description were bulletined to all towns along the
Coast, with the cautioning word that it might help to
solve a murder if the watch were located.

Inclined at first to think there was something more

than

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ibWlS, Arlie, white, hanged Washington (Clark County),

| BY ROYAL GUNDERSON

AKE it easy, fellow, and you won’t get hurt.”

Jack Avent whirled around as he seated himself
in the driver’s seat of his car. He eyed the blond
youth in the back seat of the car who was cover-
: ing him with a gun, and almost laughed in the gun-
man’s face.

Jack Avent was a giant. He stood six feet four in his
stockinged feet and weighed 264 pounds, although he
was only 21 years old. The babyfaced kid in the back
seat must have waited for him to come back from the
Paul Apartments to which he had just escorted his
i girl friend. :

i ’ It was after midnight, September 12, 1940, and the
corner of 12th and C Streets there in Vancouver, Wash-
ington, was lonely and deserted. Avent looked around
quickly and made a sudden decision.

{ He turned the door handle and leaped from the car.
{ As he did the gunman triggered and a bullet tore
through Avent’s coat. The giant started to run and
another bullet brought him down. As Avent fell the
blond youth dashed away.

Avent related some of the story’s details to Patrol-
man Clyde Ruzicka of the Vancouver police, as the
huge man lay dying in St. Peter’s Hospital.

“Who did you take home?” the patrolman asked.

“She doesn’t have anything to do with this,”
answered Avent. “I’m not dragging her name through
the papers. There isn’t a single thing she knows which
ate will help you find the man who shot me. I never saw
him before in my life and only got a glimpse of him

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\ } last night. He isn’t very big, he’s blond and looks as
! innocent as a baby.”
\ Before another night had fallen Jack Avent was dead

and Patrolman Clyde Ruzicka and Chief of Police John
Blaker sat down to go over the details of the case.

“Avent’s story doesn’t stand up,” said the patrolman.
“Why doesn’t that girl come forward and tell who she
is, now that he is dead? And he claims he was shot
while he was running away from the car. That would
mean he would have been shot in the back, but both
the bullet which went through his coat and the one in
his abdomen entered from the front.”

“Talked with any of his relatives?” asked Chief
Blaker.

“Only with his father,” replied the patrolman. ‘He
doesn’t know who this girl is, but he stated his son
hadn’t any enemy that he knew of. The boy’s home is
across the Columbia River, near Portland.”

‘Did you talk to all the girls in the Paul Apart-
ments?” asked the chief.

“Every one of them,” answered the deputy, ‘and
none would admit they knew Avent.”

Trailing

TH

Senet oo ac

1/30/1941,

ROBBER’S ROAD——.

where a murderous gun-

man shot at Charles Null
after beating him.


than the obvious motive of robbery behind the murder,
Chief Blaker now discarded that theory. He believed
he was looking for a callous holdup artist, whose
looks belied his cruelty. There had been no necessity
for the killing of Jack Avent; the shots had been fired
from sheer. cussedness as Avent started to escape. Evi-
dently the youth had been swerving just as he was
fired upon and had thought he was completely turned
about when he was hit. This accounted for the dis-
crepancy in the wound being inflicted from the front
instead of from the rear, as the dying youth had stated.

1% the meantime, up in Seattle, 180 miles to the north,
Chief Criminal Deputy O. K. Bodia, of the King
County sheriff’s office, was mulling over another case
which had broken in that city on the early morning of
September 3, 1940.

Bodia was reading a letter from Blaker, relative to
the Avent murder, when suddenly he jumped to his
feet.

“Say!” he exclaimed to Detective Murray Gamrath.
“Isn’t this what the dude who kidnaped Miss MclIlvain
and her companion told them to do?” He read a phrase
from Blaker’s letter.

“Sure is,’ replied Gamrath. “He used that phrase

three times while he had

MURDERER‘S—— them. How about the
gun was hidden at this description?” —_

spot and found after a There isn’t much
relentless police hunt. from the Vancouver

end,” said Bodia. ‘Small, blond, looks like a harmless
kid.”

“That’s enough for me,” said Gamrath. “He’s finally
killed somebody. When they get our kidnaper it will
be the Vancouver killer.” :

“When is right,” said Bodia. “Make a check on the
guns used on both jobs. And.check our pawnshops for
that wrist watch.”

The Betty MclIlvain and James Taylor case had been
a prominent one around Seattle. The boy and the girl
had just got out of his car in front of her apartment,
shortly after midnight, when suddenly out of the
shadows the slight form of the blond youth had ap-
peared. He covered them with a gun.

“Take it easy, fellow,” he had said, as Taylor started
to protest. “And get into that car—both of you.”

Taylor took the wheel and Miss Mcllvain rode beside
him. The young thug, gun in hand, got into the rear
of the car. ,

“Drive out Aurora way,’ he commanded and Taylor
complied. At 145th Street he told Taylor to stop. There
were some bushes beside the road at the spot.

“Take off your clothes,” the youth commanded as he
covered Taylor with the gun. When he had stripped
down to his trousers, Taylor hesitated.

Three shots tore up
the earth at Taylor’s
feet. Miss MclIlvain
screamed.

“I told you both to

EXPERT——

in ballistics, Deputy O. K.
Bodia assisted in break-
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“leaving. He said ‘good

“TAKE IT EASY!” — A HIGHWAYMAN’S COMMAND, WAS THE.

KEY THAT UNLOCKED VANCOUVER’S TOUGH MURDER MYSTERY

command to hand over his money and “take it easy.”
Avent didn’t comply. Instead, he ducked out of his car
and was shot. He could not describe the gunman. He
had discerned scarcely an outline of a crouching
figure... .

Avent’s car, still parked in the dark down the street,
revealed nothing that could bear on the case, Patrolmen
Barney and Mercer reported to Captain Reguse back
at the apartment house.

The Captain, to whom Avent’s story had been relayed
from the hospital, turned to the girl, who by now had
regained her composure. Everyone except two other
girls and a young man had retired.

“TI realize this has been a terrible shock to you,”
Captain Reguse told the white-faced girl, “but in order
to catch whoever shot Jack, we'll need all the co-
operation we can get; yours especially, because you
were the last known person to see Jack before he was
shot.

“Now, then, please start at the beginning and tell me
everything you know about the case.”

The girl made a heroic effort to pull herself together.

“Tell me,” she said, “how badly is Jack hurt?”

The Captain’s gaze dropped abruptly and he riveted
his eyes on the toes of his shoes.

“Oh,” the girl cried wildly. “He’s dead!”

“No,” Captain Reguse answered quickly, “But,” and
his voice was grave, “I’ve been told the wound is criti-
cal. You see how imperative it is that we learn every-
thing there is to know about the incident. Perhaps you’d
feel more at ease in your own apartment,”

The girl, as if in a daze, nodded, and the group left
the lobby for the suite upstairs.

“My name is, Billie Bowring,” she began. “I share
this apartment with the two girls here, Eleanor Wasson
and Wilba Nichols. The boy is Le Roy Johnson.”

The girls and the youth nodded to the Captain’s
piercing glance as their names were sounded.

“Le Roy is an old friend of ours,” Billie Bowring
continued, “A moment ago you said I was the last known
person to see Jack Avent
before the shooting. That’s .
not correct. Le Roy and
the girls saw him after he
left this apartment.

“That’s so,” Le Roy as-
sented. “I had brought
Eleanor and Wilba home. :

‘As we entered the lobby
we met Jack, who was

night,’ ”

“Nothing more?” the
Captain asked.

The three shook their
heads. “Not a word to in-
dicate anything at all was
wrong,” Le Roy said. “We
came on upstairs to the
apartment here—we were
here only a minute, less
than a minute, perhaps,
when we heard a shot.

Page 12

“It sounded like an automobile’s backfire, and for a
few seconds we paid no attention to it. But then there
was a sort of hubbub downstairs, and we all went
down to find it was Jack Avent—to find he had been
shot!” "

Captain Reguse’s appraising eyes swept over the
four. He saw three girls tastefully dressed, of a serene,
unaffected naturalness, and of an altogether deep loveli-
ness. They were in their late ’teens or early twenties.
The lad was perhaps of Avent’s age; quiet, an attrac-
tive fellow, and friendly. All of them, the girls and
the boy, had been badly shocked, yet they were man-
aging to maintain their poise. The Captain found them
to. his liking. ;

“The girls and I are. beauty operators here in Van-
couver,” Billie Bowring resumed. “I’ve known Jack
about six months. We’ve gone together a lot. He
hasn’t a single enemy, to my knowledge. I’ve never
heard him say a word in anger, about anybody or
anything. Jack lives in Portland with his mother, He

The apartment build-
ing where police
found Avent, dying.

Left: Deputy Sheriff
Morrow rated new
laurels for his good
work in running down
Avent's murderer.

and his
at the n
She az
homes i
of Vanc
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WAS THE.

MYSTERY

oackfire, and for a
it. But then there
and we all went
find he had been

s swept over the
‘essed, of a serene,
gether deep loveli-
or early twenties.
5 quiet, an attrac-
em, the girls and
et they were man-
‘aptain found them

ators here in Van-
“Pye known Jack
ogether a lot. He
wledge. I've never
about -anybody or
ith his mother, He

i

‘he apartment build-
ng where police
ound Avent, dying.

Left: Deputy Sheriff
Morrow rated new
laurels for his good
workin running down
Avent's murderer.

and his father, who lives in Vancouver, are employed
at the new Aluminum Company plant here.”

She and the girls had come to Vancouver from their
homes in Centralia, Washington, some 90 miles north

of Vancouver, several months back, after completing
a course of instruction in a beautician school in their |
had quickly obtained

home city, she continued. They

employment in Vancouver, each in a different beauty

parlor.

This case was indeed going to be a puzzler, the Cap-

tain ruminated. A man shot; no motive other than rob-

bery, no trace of an assailant—
“Miss Bowring,” “was Jack

moody about something when you were out with him?

Could anything have been preying on his mind?”

“No,” said the girl. “He was his usual, sunny self.
If you're thinking about suicide, Captain—”

“Hardly,” interrupted Reguse. “In that case there
would be a gun. And there isn’t.

“T was thinking that perhaps something unpleasant,
something to cause him to worry; had occurred during
the day and that he had indicated it by his conduct
later when he took you out. Well, ’m afraid.”

wild-eyed © horror,
hen . Avent’ stag-

is

De 3 ue

He strolled ne a window and looked out into the

night. Then he walked to another window in the apart-
ment, and all eyes were on him intently, expectantly.

“That,” he.said inquiringly after a moment, turning
toward a door, “would be a bedroom?”

The girls nodded and Reguse entered it. Again the
window drew him, and he looked long into the night;
long and hard, and his mind was racing!

Avent’s car was parked directly in his line of vision.
He could make it out in the thick gloom. And the hos-
pital physician had told him the youth was shot in the
chest—and the bullet ranged downward.

Avent could have been shot from this bedroom win-
dow; perhaps he was shot as he turned to wave before

red into the house. _

r the frontal

entering the car. This would account fo

wound.
Did Avent concoct the holdup story to shield some-

one now in the apartment? These youngsters—these

three girls and the boy—was their agreeable manner
but a thin veneer cloaking palpitating hearts harbor-

ing guilt?
The gun, in that case—where was the gun? Would it
still be in the apartment? Scarcely likely, the Captain

mused. There had been ample time to dispose of it.

And yet...
Chief of Police John Blaker of Vancouver heard

Captain Reguse’s report through in silence.
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tion had stopped earlier, but left; he
didn’t know where. I told him I would
have to search his house. He offered
no objections, ;
Rushing through the front room, I
called for Vigouroux to give up and
come out peacefully. I got no answer.
Seeing a closed door that led into
what might be a bedroom, I cautious-
ly approached and threw it open, with

‘pistol drawn,

There, sitting on the edge of the
bed, his left arm hanging limp, bare
feet dangling on the floor, sat Joe
Vigouroux. From-under the mattress
protruded the business end of a rifle,
which he had just then attempted to
hide. After almost nine days and
nights of unremitting search, our hunt

had come to an end.

The daring bandit, now known as
the “Lone Wolf of the Bayous” was
completely docile. Smiling faintly, he
said he’d go along without a fight. I
led him to the front door where Lam-
bert and Deeds stood waiting with
drawn pistols.

Vigouroux said he had seen us
coming, ryshed into the. farm house,
threatened the farmer under penalty
of death not to talk, and had thought
we would pass by. After some ques-
tioning, we decided the farmer was
innocent of any desire to harbor the
young criminal. :

Back at the Mobile county jail,
where we rushed him, Vigouroux sat
shoeless on the edge of his cell cot

and boastingly told newspapermen
the whole story of the chase. Though
without sleep for many days and
nights and, obviously wearied, he
posed for cameramen and news reels.
His apparent joy at the question-
able glory of being a hunted headline
figure soon ended, however. Ar-
raigned by F. B. I. agents before
United States Commissioner J. Irwin
Burgett, at Mobile, he pleaded not
guilty to three charges of kidnaping
and robbery and his total bail was set
at $30,000. Tried before U. S. District
Judge John McDuffie, he was per-
mitted to plead guilty to robbery.
Judge McDuffie handed him free ac-
commodations at Atlanta federal
penitentiary for a ten years’ stretch.

“A ‘tough one’ is right,” he ob-
served wryly at the end, “No sign of s
a gun at all, eh?”

“Not a trace,”

“Well, let’s turn in. The doctors
say there’s no chance of seeing Avent
until morning—if he lives that long.”

But they did see Avent, saw and
talked with him. The youth’s marvel-
ous physique was waging a valiant
but losing battle, He was weak, woe- :
fully weak, and sinking rapidly. Yet
his mind was clear enough. His story
did not deviate a bit from his earlier
account, No, he said, he had never had
a serious difference with anyone in
his life about anything. They asked
him about Billie Bowring, if he’d had
a misunderstanding with her the night

‘before, and he laughed weakly,

“Misunderstanding with Billie?” he
gasped. “Never. I tell you I was shot
by a holdup man who was hiding in
my car!”

“All right, Jack,” the Chief said
kindly. “We believe you, of course.
Just you.rest quietly and you'll be

_ well and out of here in no time,”

“You bet; Chief,” Avent smiled as
the nurse, with finger: to her lips, re-
arranged his pillow.

“He'll be out of here, all right,”

‘Captain Reguse said gloomily in the

corridor,

“It’s a blasted shame that such a .

swell lad should die, Reguse,” Chief
Blaker said with slow fury. “And by
the gods, we'll get the rat responsible
—we'll get the rat. That’s a solemn
promise!”
- That was to be a busy day for the
Vancouver police; and for the Clark
County (Vancouver) Sheriff’s office,
which was lending every assistance in
the manhunt, All that fateful Friday
the 13th they worked, all that day
and far into the night. Every clue, no
matter how ne gu was Doron i
run down. And every clue vanished
into thin air.

Saturday was but a repetition of
Friday. The usual “tips” sent officers —
scurrying here, there, everywhere. All

to no avail.

- Late Saturday night Chief Blaker
learned from the hospital that Avent’s
condition definitely was hopeless.

The youth died Sunday, his re-
markable physique at last yielding to
the inevitable.

That night saw a grim conference
in Chief Blaker’s office, out of which
came the decision that Deputy Sheriff
Pat Morrow and Patrolman Clyde
Ruzicka, investigators of proved
ability and ‘resourcefulness, were to
take over the cage and devote all their
time and energies to nothing else until
its solution.

“And I mean it’s a solution we
want,” the Chief told. the two men
with emphasis. “Technically, until
now we were after only a bandit who
had wounded a man. Now, it’s a. mur-
derer we want. You'll have all the co-
operation you might need, fellows.
Bring him in.”

Ruzicka and Morrow went swiftly
into action. First, they. pored over the
voluminous written reports on the
case, digesting the salient points
thoroughly, They agreed they needed
more information ahout Avent’s back-
ground, and that night they visited
his father.

“My boy’s life was an open book,”
he told them brokenly. “That lad
couldn’t do a mean thing. I swear he
had not an enemy in the world!”

The officers drove moodily across

the Interstate bridge to Portland,

where Jack had lived with his mother.

The sorrowing, distracted woman
could shed no light on the mystery.

“Why should this have happened?”
she cried. “Why to my boy Jack?
Everybody loved him. He was so big,
so strong, and yet so gentle and
kind... .”

The bereaved mother’s anguish tore
at the officers’ hearts, and they
uttered barely a word as thier car
sped back to Vancouver. Each was lost
in his own thoughts, and these were
of a kind: 6

Who did it? Was it really a holdup

attempt?

In Vancouver again, they drove to
the morgue to examine the clothes
Avent was wearing when shot.

There were no powder marks. This
eliminated the suicide theory.

But Avent had been shot in the
chest—in the chest while running
away; presumably while his back was
turned to the gunman. How could
that logically add up? Had Captain
Reguse, while looking out of that bed-
room window, hit on something ma-
terial after all?

It was early Monday, now, and
Ruzicka and Morrow called it a night,
wearily. Daylight, however, found
them seemingly refreshed and at it
again. ,

“Billie and her two girl friends
work in different beauty parlors in
town,” Morrow said. “Let’s interview
them separately. Maybe—well, let’s
try.them, anyway.”

But each of the girls, shocked
though she was by news of Jack’s
death Sunday, related precisely the
same story set forth in Captain Re-
guse’s report of Friday the 13th. ‘If
there were variations, they were so
minor as to appear of no consequence.

“That girl Billie Bowring is a cham-
pion, a thoroughbred if ever I saw
one,” Morrow observed to Ruzicka.

“Which gives me to wonder,” the
latter returned, nodding, “if there isn’t
a love triangle hidden here. I’ve an
idea our next trip out of town should
be to Centralia, where the girls lived
and studied before coming here to
work.”

“Right. Now, however, let’s see Le
Roy Johnson. He lives here in town.”

Johnson, surprisingly enough,
proved something of an enigma. It
appeared he had lost his composure
completely. He fidgeted. He perspired.
He moved about nervously. He would
not meet the officers’ eyes. But his
version of the case as told to Captain
Reguse remained unchanged. He had
never quarreled with Jack Avent, he
maintained, adding that so far as he

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knew, no one ever had.

“And so it appears,’ Morrow re-
marked. “Tell us, where did he work
before he came to the aluminum plant
here in Vancouver?”

The officers had considerately ques-
tioned Avent’s parents as briefly as
possible, refraining from making a
number of inquiries they would have
propounded under different circum-
stances.

“He came herefrom the Bonneville
dam,” Johnson replied. “He and his
Dad both worked there.”

In their car again, the officers re-
garded each other quizzically. Why
was Johnson so agitated? Was he hid-
ing something? What? Was Avent
C3 from that bedroom window after
all?

‘Tt’s getting late,” said Ruzicka,
consulting his watch. “Centralia can
wait, I’m thinking. Let’s poke around
again in the vicinity of the apartment
house. And I do believe we should
hop up to Bonneville before going to
Centralia. For one thing, Bonneville’s
closer.

The officers “poked around” again
in the neighborhood of the Paul
Apartments, this time methodically
canvassing every house in the vicinity
—and in the home of C. O. Dickinson,
who lives across the street at an
angle from the Paul Apartments, they
found what appeared to be their first
tangible clue!

Dickinson told them he and his son
had attended a show the night of the
shooting. “We got home shortly before
midnight,” the householder went on.
“In front of our house was a small
car with a delivery body. A pick-up
type of body. The car was empty. We
paid little attention to it except to
remark about its make. There are few
of them around.

“My son and I went into the kitchen
to fix ourselves a bite to eat before
going to bed. It must have been
shortly after midnight—we had just
put away the dishes—when we heard
what sounded like a shot out front.
We ran to the window and saw that
small delivery car pulling away from
the curb, and fast. We figured the
motor had backfired and thought no
more about it.”

“Oh, oh,” murmured Morrow. Ru-
zicka whistled softly.

“What make was this car?” Mor-
row asked. Dickinson identified it and
the officers hurried to the Courthouse
to check the automobile registration
lists. In all of Clark County, they
found, there were but eight cars of
this make and design. They copied the
names of the owners and set out to
hunt them up. It was late, but they
contacted two that night, and these

accounted satisfactorily _ for their
whereabouts at the time Jack Avent
was shot.

The officers pursued their course
relentlessly next morning. Time, to
Ruzicka and Morrow, had become of
little moment by now. A third owner
of the type of car they sought was
interviewed and cleared; and then a
fourth. Determinedly they went after

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the fifth on their list and here—

“J don’t know .where I was that
night,” this fellow said defiantly. “I
don’t. remember, that’s all. Now if
you'll let me alone, V’ll get on about
my work.”

“Bither you'll remember here or
down at police headquarters,” came
tersely from Ruzicka.

“No!” the man cried. “Not head-
quarters! That would ruin me! [ll
talk!” And talk he did, but, dis-
hearteningly, it developed he had had
nothing to do with the murder. It

aoe

Sergeant ' Ralph Gren-
fell who took over for
the Oregon State Police.

was his car that had been parked in
front of Dickinson’s house, but—he
was married and had been at a party
in the neighborhood of the ‘Paul
Apartments. He was starting home in
his car when he heard a shot. He
thought perhaps it was his own car
backfiring. In either case, he was in
no mood to inyestigate. He was bent
solely on getting home.

The officers checked his story and
found ‘it to be true. It was one of
“those things,” and Morrow and Ru-
zicka let it go at that. |

The investigators, not to be dis-
couraged, turned their attention next
to Bonnevile, that huge Federal power
project on the mighty Columbia river.
They crossed the Interstate bridge
again to Portland, then turned east-
ward to the dam, some 40 miles dis-
tant. Here, they quickly found a num-
ber of people who had worked with
and known Avent well. All had heard
of his murder, and all were pro-
foundly moved,

“Such a likeable fellow,” was the
consensus. “Who could have done it?”

On that note ended the Bonneville
phase of the case.

But Morrow and Ruzicka pounded
away tirelessly. At Vancouver Bar-
racks, the army post adjoining the
city of Vancouver, they found that a
soldier could not have been respon-

e

sible, for out of the hundreds of men
stationed at the post, not one had been
reported absent at the rigid nightly
check the night of the shooting.

The officers had the bullet that had
dealt death to Avent. It had been
fired from a .32 caliber automatic
pistol. They checked with pawnshops
in Vancouver and Portland, but no
weapon of that type had been pawned
or sold at any time that could re-
motely be related to the case. Even
so, they subjected a number of guns to
ballistics tests to determine whether
the rifling on the pellet and in the
barrels had anything in common. The
result in every case was negative.

Days elapsed, every one filled with
heartbreaking effort on the part of
Morrow and Ruzicka; because the
“tips” kept coming in, and every last
one had to be investigated. That these
leads fizzled out tended, as a matter
of course, to discourage the men
somewhat but, they reasoned, cases
just as stubborn had been cracked....

“We're going up to Centralia,” Ru-
zicka reported to Chief Blaker one

ymorning. “Everything here seems cov~-
ered. We’ve run down -everything.”

“Good luck,” the Chief said heartily.
“T know it’s been tough going, fel-
lows, but I know you're still in there
punching. Keep in touch with me by
phone.”

But Centralia was another disap-
pointment, it seemed. Ruzicka and
Morrow interviewed friends and rela-
tives of the three beauty operators,
and the story everywhere was the
same. They were fine girls; none had
had a serious love affair, nobody in
Centralia could conceivably be termed
as enamoured of Billie Bowring.

It was now Sunday, the morning of
September 22, and the officers packed
dejectedly and checked out of their
hotel. They were going back to Van-
couver to try to pick up threads anew.

They drove first to the home of
Chief of Police Milton Jastram of
Centralia to thank him for his as-
sistance and make their farewells.
But at his residence they learned that
the Chief had been called to his head-
quarters hours earlier. Ruzicka and
Morrow drove then to Centralia police
headquarters, to run smack into
frenzied activity. They encountered
Chief Jastram, flushed of face, as he
was leaving his office.

“Going to the hospital,” he said
hurriedly. “Prominent citizen shot
here last night. He’s able to talk now,
but doctors tell me he’s in a bad way.
Want to come along?”

The Vancouver officers piled into
the car with the Centralia Chief, and
off they whisked to the hospital.

It was Charley Null who had been
shot. The bullet had lodged in his
back inflicting a particularly danger-
ous wound, the doctors advised the
officers. The pellet already had been
removed and the three men examined
it. But it was of .22 caliber, thus
eliminating a possibility they had
half-entertained that the same gun
had been used in the Avent and Null
shootings.

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‘LING DETECTIVE

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Charles Null’s home in Centralia, Wash.,
right, was the scene of one of the girl-
crazy robber’s crimes when he hid in a
car parked at the front until the owner ap-
peared to face an unwavering gun muzzle.

Charles Null, below, taken out along a
lonely road by a murderous kidnaper, was
shot without warning when the dis-
gruntled gunman failed to find the money
he believed his victim should be carrying.

talked to Chief of Police John Blaker.
“Had you ever seen this fellow who
shot you?” asked Blaker.

”

“Never in my life,” answered Avent.
“He was a stranger to me.”

“It couldn’t be that someone who ob-
jected to your attentions to the girl, shot
you, could it?” suggested the chief, mind-
ful of the beauty and charm of the young
lady with whom Avent had been keeping
company.

“Nothing like that, chief,” replied the
rapidly sinking youth, and at such a time
the officer did not believe he would tell
an untruth or withhold information.

Two days later Avent died.

Curiously none of the Vancouver offi-
cers had any knowledge of the phrase,
“Take it easy, fellow,” being also used
by the Seattle kidnaper but Avent had
mentioned it to Chief Blaker. He had
repeated the words slowly, separately,
just as Miss MclIlvain and James Taylor
had remembered them in Seattle.

Nor did the Seattle officers have any
knowledge of the use of the phrase in the
Vancouver murder. A good clue went
begging for the moment although it would
have added nothing to the killer’s identity
at that time.

' ADVENTURES

It was only a matter of a few days
until Chief Blaker was. satisfied that
no love triangle had had anything
to do with the killing of Avent.
The motive undoubtedly had been
robbery.

A checkup of all young hoodlums
believed to be capable of the crime
was made in Portland, Ore., across
the Columbia river from Vancouver,
but each of them seemed to have
perfect alibis.

Another week passed. It was
shortly after 9 o’clock on the evening
of Saturday, Sept. 21, when Charles
Null, a 55-year-old automobile sales-
man, left his home on South Silver
street, in Centralia, 80 miles north
of Vancouver, to get into his car at
the curb.

“Take it easy, fellow,”’ commanded
a crisp voice as the salesman settled
into the front seat of his sedan. The
cold muzzle of a gun was pressed
against the back of his head.

“We are going for a ride,” the
voice continued and though Null
could not see his captor he knew
from the voice that it was a young man.

“Drive out the Little Hannatord Val-
ley road,” commanded the voice from the

‘rear seat, “and don’t make a false move

or I'll let you have it through the back
of the head.”

Null followed directions. When he had -

driven about three miles the kidnaper
ordered him to stop the car and to get
out with his hands in the air. Standing in
the middle of the road the salesman was
robbed of $3, all the money he had with
him. The small amount seemed to anger
his captor.

“Cheap-skate !” spat out the desperado
as he brought the butt of his gun crashing
down on Null’s skull.

Null was not knocked out. He turned
and in the glare of the headlights got a
good look at the youth who had kid-
naped him.

The kidnaper was not more than 25
years old. His blond hair was combed
straight back from his forehead. He was
about 5 feet, 6 inches tall and he was
wearing a light sweater jacket and green
sport pants. All this the salesman took in
at a glance before the desperado gave
another order.

“Start walking,” the youth snarled.

Null had taken probably half a dozen
steps when he heard the bark of the gun
and his hat flew from his head. Then
another bullet stung him in the lower part
of his back and he went down on the
gravelled surface of the highway, expect-
ing any moment that another missile
would bring the end. Three times more
as he lay on the ground, the salesman
heard the spiteful crash of the gun and
breathed a sigh of relief as he realized he
had not been hit again.

Discovery that his body was not para-
lyzed, Null rose on his hands and khees.
Then he saw the car coming toward him.
Through the windshield he could see the
fiendish face of the young killer. The
crazed youth meant to run him down.

"TBE car was gathering speed. With a
superhuman effort, despite the burn-
ing pain which was tearing at his vitals,
Null lunged toward the side of the road.
Only the fender of the auto grazed him.
He heard the man in the car curse as he
realized he had missed his mark.

The brakes screeched and the car
halted. With a swift whirl of the steering
wheel the desperado backed it to the side
of the road and turned about. Null knew
that if he was to save his life he must
act quickly. Rolling into the ditch he
scrambled up a bank, under a fence and
found himself in the edge of a dense
thicket which bordered the highway.

The youth in the car tried vainly to
locate Null with the spotlight but the
salesman was well hidden. In a few mo-
ments the countryside was quiet save for
the automobile speeding away from the
scene of the encounter.

Null came back to the highway. The
pain in his back and abdomen warned
him that he was seriously wounded.
Blood streamed from the gash in his
scalp and blinded his vision. Between
gritted teeth, as he staggered along the
road, he repeated over and over the
description of the assailant as it had been
impressed upon his memory. Believing
he was dying, the man had but one in-
tense desire: to get to a telephone and
give the police the description of the fiend
who had shot him.

For a mile Null staggered on; a mile
which seemed never-ending: as he fell
again and again to his knees. At last he

9


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LY

‘cluded spot near 145th
There he paused.
of you,” ordered the
and Miss Mellvain
car.
-k, Miss,” commanded
complied, he spoke to
own, fellow.”
a gun Jim Taylor was
his coat, trousers and
ie to his underwear he
vain.
ng, a shot tore up the
‘s feet. Miss MclIlvain
“eam.

Miss,” repeated the
ing will happen to your
does the same. Get back
- are going for a ride.”
in her side Betty Mcll-
me choice. Taylor was
or an hour and a half,
ruised through the out-
e, she racked her brain
o escape the clutches of

tin, working slowly and
eded in getting the latch
+ door but just as she was
her captor seized her by
rked her back again.

you to take it easy ?” said

y-going manner in one
oved himself a ruthless
vas stolen in a daring
i., house.

By BRANDER QUEETS

Pretty Miss Betty McIlvain of Seattle, Wash.,
seen here checking a police “mug” book,
showed rare presence of mind to protect her-
self and save an automobile after the young
gunman kidnaped her and her escort.


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ge 2 ey

the kidnaper as he brandished his gun.
“How about being nice to me for half an
hour? Then I’ll take you home.”

“Take your hands off me,” cried Miss
Mcllvain, so angered that she had for-
gotten about her danger. “I suppose that
is your idea of all girls.”

The denunciation had a curious effect
upon her captor. He seemed hurt by her
accusations and slowed the car down to
a stop.

“Listen,” he said, in a pleading voice,
“I need money terribly bad. I’ve got to
get out of this part of the country. I need
money more than anything.”

Betty MclIlvain’s brain sparked in-
stantly. She saw a glimmer of hope for
delivery from her terrible situation.
Hardly daring to believe that the man
was in earnest, she. said, “If I get you
a little money—I can’t afford much—will
you let me go?”

“You're a good kid,” answered her
strange captor. ‘‘I’ll take you up on that.
Get me enough dough to buy a ticket to
the next town south and enough to eat.
I have a girl down that way. I wouldn't

want her hurt.”

‘Drive me down the street and I'll get
the money,” requested the girl. “I'll bor-
row it from a cook were I work.”

FEW minutes afterwards the kid-

naper stopped the car in front of the
restaurant where Miss Mcllvain worked.
With an admonishment of death ringing
in her ears if she made a false move the
girl went inside. She came out almost in-
stantly and got into the car. Courageous
and determined, the girl felt confi-
dent now and intended to save the
automobile.

“Here’s your money,” the girl said
after they had driven a few blocks.

“Okay, baby,” replied the kidnaper, as
he reached for the $5 bill she offered,
opened the door and stepped out. “Keep
moving and don’t look back.”

James Taylor, in the meantime, bereft
of most of his clothing which was
carted away by the kidnaper, had man-
aged to flag down a passing motorist
and from a gas station had telephoned
the sheriff’s office, telling them he feared
for the safety of Miss MclIlvain. Joined
by Deputy Sheriffs G. E. Triplett and

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Charles Snively, Taylor began immediate
search for the girl and the missing car.

At 2:40 in the morning Taylor and the
officers arrived at the McIlvain home to
find she was there, wondering what had
become of him.

On the following day the kidnaped pair
looked over a large number of photos in
the rogues’ gallery in the sheriff’s office
but were unable to find anyone who re-
sembled the cool, sometimes smiling,
stickup man.

During the day deputies dug up the
bullet which the desperado had fired into
the earth at Taylor’s feet. It was froma
.32 caliber revolver. They filed the slug
with the thought they might some day
find another to match it or the gun from
which it was fired_

Many suspects were paraded before |

Miss Mcllvain and Taylor in the sheriff’s
office but she could identify none of them,
nor could he, as the blond youth who
had kidnaped them. The suspects were
released.

“Just some lovesick kid, I'll bet,” said
Chief Criminal Deputy O.. K. Bodia.
“Probably the last we will ever hear of
him. Likely he was trying to get a little
money to show his sweetheart a big time.

This street in Vancouver, Wash., was the

scene of a wild chase after the young,

bloodthirsty gunman sought to add an-

other holdup victim to his list, then was

forced to flee after ruthlessly murdering
an unarmed youth.

Jack Avent, below, left, was shot down in
cold blood when he sought to flee the
bandit who was hidden in a parked auto-
mobile. Chief of Police John Blaker of
Vancouver, below right, was instrumental
in tracking down the murdering robber.

What these punks won't do when they

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think they are in love

Nine days passed. It was just midnight,
Sept. 12. Jack Avent got out of his car
which had been parked in the rear of an
apartment house in Vancouver, Wash.,
200 miles south of Seattle, and escorted
a young lady to the door of her quarters.

Whistling softly to himself, the 21-
year-old lad opened the door of his sedan
and crawled under the wheel. He had
just reached down to snap on the ignition
switch when he heard a slight movement
in the rear seat. He turned to look into
the muzzle of a revolver.

“Take it easy, fellow,” commanded a
blond youth behind the gun.

But Jack Avent had no intention of
taking it easy. He was frightened by what
he saw in the eyes of the gunman and the
way those words had been spoken. Grab-
bing the handle of the door, he leaped
backward from the car. ‘

The gun spat fire. Avent slumped to
the ground, a slug in his abdomen. The
desperado ran down the street. The
fleeing footfalls had died away in the
distance before help grrived in answer to
the wounded lad’s cries.

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saw a light in a window. Down the lane,
toward the house, with one last deter-
mined effort, he forced one foot ahead of
the other, his body sagging lower and
lower until he fell in sheer exhaustion and
could go no farther.

“Help! I’m shot!’ he managed to call
into the night, and the man who farmed
the place heard the cries and ran out to
the wounded man’s aid.

RAPIDLY Null repeated the descrip-

tion of his assailant and gave the
model, color and license number of his
car. The farmer helped him into the
house, then called Chief of Police Milton
Jastram in Centralia and informed him
of what had occurred. The news was re-
layed instantly to State Patrol Sergeant
O. E. Buehler and Sheriff James Comp-
ton, of Lewis county. They immediately
spread a net in the hope that the kidnaper
might be apprehended before he had
abandoned the stolen auto.

Null was taken to the hospital where
surgeons reported he was in a serious
condition and might die. This informa-
tion spurred the searchers to new efforts.

In some manner, however, the youthful
thug managed to get back into Centralia
without being detected. The car he had
used was found at 10:30 that night by
two boys who had heard a radio broad-
cast telling of the kidnaping. They im-
mediately reported to the police and
curiously, Chief Jastram thought, the
auto had been abandoned within two
blocks of where another stickup had
occurred about 1 o'clock on Saturday
morning, just about 20 hours before the
kidnaping. The descriptions of the robber
tallied.

Robberies and holdups were coming thick
and fast during the past few hours, Jastram
thought. A store had been burglarized in
Bucoda, 13 miles north, on the previous night
and there had been a stickup at Elma, 35
miles west, just two hours before the Null
kidnaping.

When Chief Jastram learned from the sur-
geons that Null had been shot with a .22
caliber revolver, it was the burglary of a
house in Centralia on the night of Sept.
14 in which he was immediately interested,
In that job of pilfering a gun of the same
caliber as that used to wound the salesman
had been taken.

It was at this point that Sergt. Edward
Moody, ballistics expert in charge of the iden-
tification bureau of the Washington state
patrol, arrived at the scene. Learning the
brand of ammunition which was in the gun
when stolen, the expert made an examination
of the bullet taken from Null’s body and es-
tablished that they were identical.

This information, together with the fact
that so many other crimes of a like nature had
occurred near and in Centralia in the past
few weeks convinced the officers that the
youthful kidnaper-robber-burglar was prob-
ably living in their own city, smugly carrying
on his one-man crime wave, confident. his
identity was well hidden.

Interest in the identification of the kidnaper
grew as officers gathered in the Centralia
police station and began to recapitulate the
crimes which might be chargeable to this one
wild youth in a single month. It was Sergt.
Moody who called attention to the possible
connection between the holdups and the three
different kidnapings.

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her companion were kidnaped in Seattle by
a youth who answers the description of the
man who killed Jack Avent in Vancouver

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it. He said something—I think it
was ‘Curly’ and then he passed out
again.”

“Curly,” Ruzicka snapped.

“That’s probably a nickname of °

somebody he knows. And that
means he knows. who got him.
Stick right here, and the minute
he can talk get him to give you
the last name of this ‘Curly’ per-
son.”

On the way out of the hospital,
Barney said: “There’s another an-
gle on that truck. I figured it was
no use broadcasting it to that gang
out there. But the man who saw
it says he noticed one of the back
windows was broken out of it. That
ought to help identify it.”

“Right. The thing to do now is
to locate it.” Ruzicka was silent
for several minutes as they walked
out to their car, then exploded:
“I wonder if that guy and those.
girls were giving me a load of hay.
They never said anything about
anybody named Curly. If they are
holding out on me, I'll really give
’em a workout tomorrow.” .

Chief of Police John Blaker and
Captain Barry Reguse had been
notified of the. crime and came
down to headquarters. They were
waiting. as Barney and Ruzicka
came in. .

Ruzicka gave his Chief a com
plete outline of what had taken
place.

Chief Blaker said: “Looks to me
like one of two things. Hither a
stickup, or somebody blasted him
on account of the girl.”

Ruzicka nodded. “And with him
telling Mercer the name ‘Curly’...
well, I think it looks like the girl
angle more than the stick-up.”

“The truck angle is good, too,”
Captain Reguse said. “All the.
cruiser cars are out looking for it
now.”

In the morning, Ruzicka and Re-
guse went out and talked to Billie
and her two roommates. Despite
-persistent questioning, the two po-
lice officers could get nothing from
the girls. They were positive that
they knew no one by the nick-
name of ‘Curly,’ or anyone with
curly hair who might have fired
the bullet into Avent’s body.

On the way back from the apart-
ment, Reguse suggested: “Maybe
the kid was just going to give
Mercer a description of the guy
who shot him.”

Ruzicka thought not. ‘Mercer
asked him who shot him. I think
the kid was going to give him a
name. He got out the name ‘Curly’,
but he couldn’t make the rest of
it. Our one chance is that the kid
pulls through enough to let us
have the last name.”

When they returned to head-
quarters, Chief Blaker announced:
“Avent died. Mercer wasn’t able
to talk to him.”

Ruzicka. growled an ‘oath. “Tf only

he could have given us the last
name.” j :
“{ called his mother in Portland

‘and broke the néws to her. She

wants us ta send his body. over
there for burial.” x

“we'll have an autopsy first?”
Ruzicka asked. “We'll have to get
the slug that killed him and... "

“Yes, she gave permission for an
autopsy.”

“Hey,” Ruzicka cried. “Maybe his
mother can help us. Maybe she
knows somebody by the name of
‘Curly’, or heard Avent talk about
him.”

Ruzicka and Reguse piled into a
squad car and drove to Portland.
Mrs. Avent, in a state of shock
from the. news of her sén’s death,
could give the officers little that
would help them. She knew of no
one. by the name of “Curly”, nor
anyone who would want to kill her
son. , ;
“Did he ever say much about
that girl Billie he was going with?”
Ruzicka asked.

“He talked about her. From what
Jack told me, I’m sure she must
be a very fine young woman.”

“Did he ever. say he had any
trouble—you know, with somebody
else paying court to the girl, too?”

“No. I don’t think that was ‘the
case.”

“where can we find some of his
friends?”

Mrs. Avent said that Jack had
worked on the Bonneville Dam and
before coming to Portland to stay
with her had lived in Cascade
Locks, Oregon.

After leaving Mrs. Avent, Ru-
zicka said: “You know, Cascade
Locks may be our answer.”

“Cascade Locks?” Reguse grunt-
ed with surprise.

“yeah. Remember the fellow who
saw the Willys truck said there
was a man and a woman in it.
Well, so far we haven't been able
to dig anything up around here
and...” ;

“But why ,Cascade Locks?”

“He worked down there. Suppose
he left some woman behind. She
came up here and put the finger

- on him. She pointed him out to

the man in the truck to...” -

“Who would the man in the truck
be?”

Ruzicka shrugged. “Father,
brother or maybe husband. De-
pends upon the woman. Could even
be somebody she hired to do the
job.” :

“J don’t know,” Reguse declared
skeptically. “From what we've been
able to find out, this Jack Avent
was a nice, clean young fellow—
and that goes for the girl, too.
They seem like nice kids STG 3.262.

“But Avent got shot.”

“Yeah, I know...”

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to headquarters and have them dig
up the background on Avent—and
particularly find out if there’s
somebody in his past by the name
of ‘Curly’.”

Ruzicka put through his call to
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of Avent’s friends to find out if
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for the killing.

LATE in the afternoon, Mercer
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Blaker’s office.

“We’ve got a hot lead,” Mercer
exclaimed excitedly.

“What?”

“We located the green Willys
truck, It’s got the window broken
out of the back and everything .. .
just like that fellow described it.”

“How about the driver?”

“We've got him pegged, too. We
didn’t grab him though. We
thought we’d report first and see
woah si.

“Get him. Bring him in.”

Mercer and Barney returned a
short time later with a man in his

‘early forties. The man was emo-

tionally upset and protested vio-
lently at being taken into custody.

“This. is Bob Lyons,” Mercer told

‘Chief Blaker. “He admits he owns
‘the truck but denies he was around

the spot where. Avent was killed at
midnight on Friday.”

Chief Blaker looked at Lyons.
“There’s no need to be upset,” he
said slowly. “If you can explain
your whereabouts, there is no
need...”

' “I didn’t kill the man!” Lyons
exploded. “I didn’t have anything
to do with it.” ;

“Very well, where were you: at
midnight on Friday? We can very
easily check your story. Are you
married? Were you at home?”

“Y’m married, and ... well, I

wasn’t at home. That’s the trouble.

I can’t explain where I was or...”
“If you are in the clear on the

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“But you can’t,” Lyons cried.

“You'd have to call me as a witness

Bnei" .

Lyons clamped his mouth shut.
He realized too late that he had
already said too much.

Chief Blaker’s face froze in hard
lines. A knife edge was in his tones

-as he spoke. “A witness ... and

you’d keep your mouth shut and

-let a killer escape to hide your

own indiscretions.”

Lyons trembled. “I didn’t want
to get mixed up in it. Besides, we
didn’t see very much.”

“What did you see?” The words
were like the snap of a whip-lash.

“We were parked in the truck
and...” Lyons hesitated and then
said: “I may as well give you the
whole story. I was out with a wom-
an who isn’t my wife. I can swear
to you that there was nothing
wrong with it, but I’m afraid my
wife wouldn't understand. We were
parked in the truck near her home
when we saw a young fellow come
out of the apartment house. An-
other young man came up to him.
They talked for a minute, and then
there was a shot. One young man
fell to the ground and the other
ran away. That is all.”

“And you drove away?”

“Yes. I realized everyone would .

be questioned, so I drove away as
quickly as possible.”

» “Can you describe the man who
ran away?”

Lyons said that although it was
dark, he noticed the man was not
wearing a hat. He appeared to be
about five-foot ten or eleven, and
young. Other than that, he was
able to say no more. He would not
be able to recognize the man if
he saw him again.

The police immediately checked
with the woman in Lyons’ car and
she verified his story.

“Well, that shoots the only lead
we had,” Chief Blaker groaned.
“We are right back where we start-
ed.”

“But the fact that the killer
talked to Avent before he shot him
makes it look like it has something
to do with the girl,” Ruzicka sug-
gested.

“Maybe so,” Blaker admitted.
“So far though, we haven’t found
a thing. You’ve checked with the
girl and on the boy’s past. There
isn’t a thing.” »

“We're taking the girl’s word for
it,” Ruzicka said. “With your per-
mission, I’d like to go up to Cen-
tralia where the girl lived before
she came here and ask a few ques-
tions.”

“You’ve got my _ permission,”
Blaker said. “I’d do anything to
clear up this killing. You’d better
take Deputy Sheriff Pat Morrow
along with you so you'll have some
jurisdiction in case you run into
anything.”

Ruzicka and Morrow left in the
morning for Centralia. They went
Straight to Chief Milton Jastram.
They laid their problem before him.

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Chief Jastram offered.

“For the time being, we'll just
nose around and see what we can
find out. We wanted you to know
what we were doing and we'll call
on you if we need any help.” .

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talking to friends of Billie’s. From

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beard that smudged his face were
brown, coarse and stiff.

Grilled at headquarters, Whited
steadfastly denied any knowledge
of the crime, even after he had
been positively identified by Ed-
wards as the man with whom Fran-
ces Stockwell had left the fatal
Saturday night.

“What's that wound on your
face?” Brown suddenly demanded.

The sullen man stiffened and his
bloodshot eyes avoided Brown's,
“Cut ‘myself with a razor,” he
mumbled.

Brown reached Whited’s side in
one swift stride and ripped off the
plaster.

“That’s no razor cut, Whited,”
he snapped. “Fingernails tnade

| those gouges—Frances Stockwell’s

fingernails when she was trying to
fight you off. You were seen taking
her. away from the theatre just
before she was killed.”

“I didn’t do it,” Whited scream-
ed hysterically. “Y'm sick! Don’t
torment me like this!”

Brown leaned with his face close
to that of the nervous prisoner.
“She fought you with the only
weapon she had, her nails,” he in-
sisted. “You left your signature
under her nails, Whited. Look!”

Brown shoved the paper with
the bloody skin and hairs under
Whited’s nose.

“That is your skin and your
hair,” Brown said. “Come clean,
man. You'll never sleep nights with
that crime on your mind.” .

Whited’s face slowly drained of
color until it was an unhealthy,
mottled white. “Yes,” he said in a

dead voice, “she was in my room,
I loved her. I tricked her into go-
ing there with me. When I tried
to take her in my arms she fought
me off. I grabbed her by the throat
to stop her screams and she
scratched me. I hit her and she
fell, hitting her temple against the
bed post. I couldn’t revive her. I
thought she was dead so I carried
her out the back way and laid her
in the lot.”

Frank Whited’s first trial for
first degree murder resulted in a
jury disagreement. On September
6th the same year Whited was tried
again. During the trial Whited
sprang to his feet foaming at the
mouth and then crashed to the
floor in a fit. Medical experts de-
clared him epileptic and he was
committed to the State Hospital
at Gallipolis to be returned for
trial when his condition permitted.
He escaped a few months after his
committment and has never been
recaptured.

An innocent man might have
been convicted on a simple mistake
like a lapse in memory. Mrs. Carle-
ton and her son thought Jerry had
had a date with Frances on Satur-
day night—the night she was mur-
dered—when in reality it was Fri-
day night. Fortunately for Jerry
Carleton the hard-working police
didn’t give up until they had all
the missing pieces of the weird
murder puzzle—and again Justice
triumphed.

NOTE: The name Jerry. Carleton is
fictitious to protect a person inno-
cently involved in this case.

BLOODY JINX OF FRIDAY THE THIRTEENTH

(Continued from page 27)

you see the truck’ parked across
the street?” he asked Billie and
her friends.

They shook their heads.

“When you went to the window,
did you see it leave?” ¥

Again, they shook their heads.

“That’s strange.”

“The truck may have been there
and we didn’t notice,” the young
man said. “Frankly, I couldn’t be
sure whether it was or not. And
it took us a little time to go through

the apartment and get to the win-.

dow. It may have left before we
got there.”

“Maybe,” Ruzicka growled. To
Barney, he said: “Better call head-
quarters right away and give them
the dope. There aren’t too many
green Willys trucks around.”

Mercer left to put into action
Ruzicka’s suggestion.

Ruzicka turned back to Billie.
“Have you any idea who shot
Avent, or why?”

“No, I haven’t. And that is the
truth.”

“The rest of you?”

The others were unable to give
even a hint as to the motive for
the tragedy.

“11 talk to you all later,” Ru-
zicka declared. “I guess you can go
for tonight.”

RvztCKA met Barney and they
drove to the St. Joseph’s Hospi-
tal where they found Mercer pacing
up and down outside a room.

“Talked to the kid, yet?”

“No, and it don’t look like we’re
going to. The Doc says he isin a
bad way. One of the slugs got him
in the chest. They don’t know
whether it nicked the heart or not.
He’s lost so much blood, they’re
afraid to go in after it.”

“He didn’t say anything on the
way in, either?”

“No—that is, he came to for a
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Charles Null was shot last night
by a hold-up man.”

“A business man here?”

“No. He was just in town and was
getting in his car when this stick-
up let him...”

“Say, that sounds like our case!”
Ruzicka cried. “Mind if we stick
around and see what the score is?”

“Be glad to have you. This fel-
low couldn’t talk last night. I’m
heading over to the hospital now
to try and question him. Come
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a .22 slug.

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Null said that he was getting
into his car when the hold-up man
came up behind him. “He told me
to put up my hands. I guess I
should have, but I thought for a
minute somebody was joking with
me, so I turned around. When I
did, he shot.”

' “Did you get a look.at him?”

“Yes. He had curly hair, that’s
about all...” ‘

“Curly hair,” Ruzicka cried.
“That must have been what Avent
was trying to tell Mercer on the
way to the hospital when he said
‘Curly’.”

The doctor came in and told the
officers they would have to leave.
Outside the room, Ruzicka said:
“It’s a slim lead, but that curly
hair business ties our cases togeth-
-er.”

“It looks to me like the work of
an ex-convict,” Chief Jastram said.
“He’s cold-blooded and deliberate.
He would rather take a chance on
murdering a man than being pick-
ed up for a crime of robbery. Prob--
ably has two strikes against him
already and knows if he is hooked
again it will be on a _ habitual
criminal charge and he will get
life for it.”

Morrow nodded agreement. “But
there isn’t much to go on, just the

| curly hair.”

“There’re a couple of ex-cons in
this town,” Jastram said. “They’ve
been going straight, but I think
we'd better question them.”

Chief Jastram led them out to
the home of Wendell Woods. Woods
vigorously denied any .knowledge
of the killing of Avent or the shoot-
ing of Null. When pressed for an
alibi, he covered himself complete-
ly for the hours of both shootings.
The fact that Woods was slightly
bald, without a trace of a wave in
his hair, left the officers with the
feeling that Woods was complete-
ly in the clear.

As the officers were about to
leave, Ruzicka suddenly spun on
Woods and demanded: “Where is
Curly?”

“Why he went...” Woods stop-
ped. “Curly who?” he asked.

“Don’t gimme no double talk!”

Ruzicka snapped. He had been .

shooting in the dark, and the shot
struck home. “Where is Curly?”
“If you mean Arlie Lewis, I don’t
know where he is. He was staying
with me but he left yesterday af-
ternoon and I haven’t...”

“Did he tell you he was going?”

“No. Of course, he comes and
BOER a!"

Jastram broke in: “Who is Arlie
Lewis?”

“He was a cellmate of mine when
I did a stretch in the Missouri
State Pen. He came out here awhile
back and looked me up. He stayed
here for awhile...”

“Where was he last
night?” Ruzicka asked.

“In Portland, I think. He came
back here Saturday morning.”

“Portland,” Ruzicka sniffed. “I’ll
bet my bottom dollar he was in
Vancouver—and he killed Jack
Avent when he tried to rob him.”

A photograph from the Missouri
State Penitentiary records was
shown to Null. He said that he
thought the picture looked like the
man who had shot him>

“A country-wide search was start-
ed for Arlie Lewis, the ex-convict.
However, the officers very carefully
kept the news from the press so
that Lewis would have no warning
that they sought him and cover
his tracks.

A week later, Chief Jastram call-
ed Ruzicka in Vancouver. He said:
“T’ve been having Woods watched.
He got a letter today from Arlie
Lewis.” +

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is he?”

“In Newberg, Oregon. And he
practically admits the crime. Lis-
ten, and I’ll read the letter. It is
addressed to Woods and says:
‘Send my stuff here. Have job in
plumbing shop. Did he? I’ll see you
when things cool off.’”

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m@ ON THE NIGHT of September 3, 1940, a
23-year-old Seattle office worker named
Oliver Wunder took his girl friend, blonde
Lynette Maxwell, to see a movie. It happened

_ that the picture they saw was a gangster
thriller, punctuated with the rat-ta-tat of tom-
- my-guns and the depositing of .several dead
* men in unusual places.

Wunder and Miss Maxwell got the usual
vicarious thrill moviegoers derive from such
films, combined with the comforting feeling
that such violence didn’t happen in real life.
“Maybe in places like Chicago once in a while,
but certainly not in law-abiding Seattle.

It was a’few minutes past midnight when
they pulled up in front of the north end apart-

Withed

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back when he ignored the gunman's order.

—AND KILL!

ment where Lynette lived. They parked there
for a time, as young couples will, and it is not
recorded in the matter-of-fact police blotter .
just what they did. About a half-hour later,
Lynette glanced at her watch and gathered in
her purse. ‘ :

“It’s getting late,” she said. “They always
say a young working girl needs at least eight
hours of sleep, and I’ll be lucky if I get seven
tonight.”

Wunder got out of the car to open the door
for her and escort her up the walk. No sooner
had his feet hit the pavement than he felt ,
something hard poking him in the ‘back. The
hard object was a gun, held in the hand of a
venomous-cyed young man with a shock of.

The — killer—pint-sized, good-looking, curly-
haired, and treacherous as a_ rattlesnake.


STRIP -TEASE—AND KILL! continued

unruly hair tumbling over his forehead.
«> “Quiet!” the stranger hissed. “Take it
easy, or I'll fill you full of holes. Get
’ back in the car. We’re going for a little
ride.”

The whole thing had an air of ‘un-
reality to Wunder. A car crossed the
intersection a block away, and a stroll-
ing couple were visible only a hundred
yards distant. But the gun was real, all
right. Wunder climbed back behind the
wheel. Lynette was still in the front
Seat, her pretty. face pale. The gunman
got in the back seat and jabbed the

‘muzzle of the revolver between Wun-
der’s shoulder blades.

“Let’s go,” he said. “But take it easy
—I don’t want to get pinched. Drive
right out Aurora Way.”

Wunder put the car in gear and
started off. There was something fero-
cious about this young man that made
it seem best to obey his orders, They
rolled along for a few minutes, with no
one saying a word. Out of the corner
of his eye Wunder could see Lynette’s
hands fiddling nervously with a lacy
handkerchief. When they reached.
155th Street, the gunman jabbed him in,
the back again.

“Stop here,” he commanded. “Pull
up to the curb.”

It was a lonely, dimly-lighted area

with few ‘houses. Wunder obeyed,
though his heart sank.

“All right,” the stranger said to Wun-
der, “now you scram out of here. Go
over there where I can see you and
take off your clothes.”

“Take off my clothes!” Wunder pro-
tested. “Say, listen 4

“You heard me,” the gunman
growled. “One more word out of you
and you’re dead. Make it snappy.”

m@ WUNDER HAD the distinct feeling
that his’ captor meant exactly what he
said. Raging with helpless fury, he got
out of the car, walked over to the grassy
area next to the curb. He took off his

. coat and tossed it on the ground. ‘His

necktie followed, and his shirt. Then
Wunder stopped, his sense of decency
rebelling. .

“My girl friend ” he began.

“I said take ’em all off and I meant
it!” the intruder said. He raised his
gun and fired three bullets in the gen-
eral direction of Wunder’s feet, two of
them coming so close that Wunder
could hear them whistling by.

There was nothing else to do. Wun-
der disrobed there in the semi-dark-
ness, while Lynette turried her face
away.

“Getting a little chilly, aren’t you?”

Charles Null—he obeyed orders
made the mistake of having only five dol

to the vary letter, but
ars on him.

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the gunman jeered, obviously enjoying
Wunder’s discomfiture. “How does it
feel, undressing in public?” Then his
tone quickly changed. “All right—get
going. Leave your clothes where they
are and scram. Vamoose. Right up the
road, Hurry up—you make a beautiful
target. And don’t tell the cops, because
if you do your girl friend is going to be
sorry.”

The gunman watched closely as Wun-
der started off up the lonely road. Lyn-

ette turned to him, her pretty face filled.

with fear.

“Let me go too!” she implored.
“Please let me go!”

“Not on your life, sister,” he grunted.
“What do you think I got rid of your
boy friend for? You and me are going
places.”

She made a move as if to open the
door, and he turned on her savagely.
“One more wrong move out of you,
kiddo, and you’re a dead pigeon.” |

He put the car in sear and drove off.
For what Miss Maxwell later estimated
to be about five minutes, though it
seemed an hour to her at the time, they
drove through the darkened streets. The
tousled-haired youn man held the
gun in his right hand while he guided
the car with his left. They finally came
to a stop near a building that looked


. like an abandoned warehouse.
# “’m not such a bad fellow when you
“# -. get to know me,” the gunman said, eye-
é} ing her hungrily. “Now put your head
on my shoulder. Right here.” He
{ reached for her. “3
‘4 Lynette Maxwell shrank away, “No!”
4 she cried.
- “Come on, kid—come on! Don’t be'
like that!” He made a lunge for her.
Lynette: pushed him away with all
her strength. She was a girl of un-
_ usual courage, though she had never
realized it until that instant.
ei “You let me go this minute or I'll

scream!” she snapped. “I don’t care
“§ —sif you shoot—I’ll scream!” 3
b} He leaned back and surveyed her
a ~ with some surprise. “Sa-ay! You've
RY got real sand, sister! But that won’t do

you any good if you're full of bullet
holes, will it?”
# Lynette’s mind was racing. “Look,”
she gasped. “If it’s money you want,
¢ maybe I can get some for you. I’ve only
got some change in my purse, but I
know a place where I can get some
more.” ‘
“Yeah? Where? I need a little cash
and I don’t feel like pulling a stickup
right now.” : fe
“I’m a waitress,” Lynette said, hur-
riedly. “I work days at an all-night
restaurant. I’ve vot friends on the night
shift and I think I can get some money
from them.” |
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row it.”

He guffawed. “Ten lousy bucks! Are -

you kidding?” He paused a moment.
“Still, a ten-spot is better than nothing,
and I hate women who scream. Where
you going to get it?”

Lynette gave him the address of the

cafe. He started the car again, and they |

pulled up in front of the restaurant 15
minutes later,

“No funny business now, beautiful,”
he warned. “I’m waiting here with this
pea-shooter. You be out here with the
dough inside of a minute or I’m coming
in there!”

Trembling, Lynette hurried into the
cafe, She should have kept right on
going—out through the back door and
on to safety—but she didn’t. She was
convinced that the gunman would walk
in and kill some of her co-workers if
she. did not obey him.

She managed to borrow ten dollars
from the night cook, who was surprised
at her agitation. She hurried out to the
car again. .

“Here’s the money,” she said tremu-
lously, holding out the bill.

“Come on—get in,” the man ordered.

“But—no...no...”

“Get in or I’ll mow you down!” he.

hissed.

Lynette got in and the car roared
away. “I kept my end of the bargain,”
she pleaded. “Now you keep yours.
Let me go.”

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“Take it easy, babe,” he advised. ©
“Just take it easy.”

Almost weeping, she sat helplessly as
he drove through town, heading south.
He still kept his gun ready, but he
wasn’t so talkative now. Eventually he
brought the car to a stop near a rail-\
road yards. He opened the door and
climbed out.

“You don’t know how lucky you are,”
he growled. “I’m. being nice to you,
Take the car and get going. And don’t
go to the cops about this. It wouldn’t
be healthy.”

.™ HE STOOD THERE and watched as

she drove away, breathing a prayer of
thankfulness. Being a girl of spirit, she
paid no attention to his order that she
refrain from calling “the cops.” She
drove to her home, where it was her
intention to call the police immediately
and tell them what had happened.

No sooner had she reached the apart- -
ment than the telephone rang. It was
Oliver Wunder, and his voice was filled
with relief when she assured him she
was all right.

After the gunman drove away with
Lynette, Wunder had returned to the
spot, donned his clothes and hailed a
passing motorist. He had notified the.
sheriff’s office and had already been
scouring the streets with Deputies
Charles Snively and G. E. Triplett in a
search for the criminal as well as for
the girl. Wunder and the two officers

Chief Deputy Bodia: "This boy is a men-
ace. | think we'll hear from him again.”

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immediately Picked up Miss Maxwell
at her apartment, and she directed them
to the place wher, the gunman had set
her free, :

Triplett and Snively made a search of
the area, includiny: the nearby railroad

Start, there was no telling whether he

en to the office of Chief Criminal] Depu-
ty Sheriff 0. K. Bodi 1
who had aided in th. solution of many

‘You young people are lucky,” Bodia
i “From what [I gather
about this man, he’s absolutely reck-
less and trigger-happy and will kiJ] if
he’s go inclined, w,. want to catch
him before he has a chance to kill, and
we'll need the best Possible descrip-

Oliver Wunder had not seen the
Buninan ‘ag Clearly op for ag long a
Period as had Lynette Maxwell, but he
was able to Bive a pood &eneral de-
Scription. Ag for Lynette, her memory
had been engraved with the man's
image and she filled in many details.

“I'd say he was @ Couple of years over
20,” she said. “He was small for a man,
just about Which is five
feet five inches, He Was slight of build,
too—couldn’t have Weighed morse than

He had a big shock of rather
wild and curly hair, and he needed a
aircut.”

Bodia was jotting down the descrip-

he ‘Murmured,
“Anything else you recall—any pecu-
liar mannerisms jn his actions or
speech?”

“He didn’t have any accent, if that’s
what you mean,” Lynette replied, “but
I remember one thing very clearly, He
spoke out of the corner 6f his mouth,
Sort of, and there was one expression
he used again and again. It was “Take

“That's right,” Wunder nodded. “He
Said that Several times before he made
me get out of the car, Seemed to be
habitual with him,”

“Favorite Phrase is ‘Take it easy!”
Bodia was writing on the report. “Talks
corner of mouth. This may
mean he is an ex-convict. Check that

At length Miss Maxwell was taken
home while Wunder accompanied the

SER atise ae “0

Officers to the spot where he had been

forced to disrobe. After more than an -

After a week had Passed, Bodia had to
admit that

of Catching him.

him to make another falge move,
“He’ll make it, sooner or later,” the

deputy warned,

the terrier type, smal] but cocky and

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again,” :

= ON SEPTEMBER 13, the scene sud-
denly shifted to Vancouver, Wash., 200
miles to the south, On that night, 21-
year-old Jack Avent had taken his
8irl friend to a card party and it was
almost ] A.M. when he drove her back
to her home on Twelfth Street, He
escorted her to the door and said good-
night, then walked hack to his car and

Was about to get in when a hard voice

stopped him.

“Take it easy, kid,
up—let’s have everything you've got.”

In the dimness, Avent could see that
the holdup man had a 8un, that he was
small of stature and apparently young.
Maybe he Was one of those young punks
who wanted to make easy money but
wouldn’t dare shoot, Avent had some
money in his wallet and he didn’t want
to lose it oy lose his car either, He
Whirled and Started to run, trying to
car between himself-and the
gunman. ‘

He wasn’t fast cnough, The bandit’s
gun i Avent staggered
and fell on his face near the curb
about 20 feet away,

indows were Opening along Twelfth
Street, and there Was the sound of run-
ning steps, The gunman took a hasty

look around, then beat a’ retreat on

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gunman had not
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car. Could this be a jealousy shooting? —

° you any other boy
friends?” he inquired, “Someone who
might have been jealous because you
went out with Avent?” ;

“I’m sure it couldn’t have been that,”
she sobbed,
Boing steady for almost a year now.”

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was not at all the type to make enemies,

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words,”

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- Bodia in Seattle.

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Bodia agreed. “We recovered one of
the bullets he. fired here. [f you can
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Twenty-two-year-old Arley Lewis,
the strip-tease killer, stared at the state
police captain in stunned disbelief.
Then he shrugged and said, ‘‘I guess I
do make mistakes. I never thought
about those damned cartridges when
I planted the gun in Bill Ludlow’s
home. I killed Jack Avent because he
started to run and I thought he was
reaching for a gun.”’

On November 12, 1940, Arley Lewis
was brought to trial for the murder of
Jack Avent in Vancouver. The jury
found him guilty of murder in the first
degree, without any recommendation
of mercy. Superior Judge Charles W.
Hall sentenced him to die by hanging.

On January 2, 1941, the whimpering
and blubbering Arley Lewis, the
Stripper, walked up the 13 steps to the
scaffold. Three minutes later he was
dead. *

San Quentin’s
Most Hated Killer

(continued from page 19)

On September 4th, the jury decided
to grant Burgener’s death wish. He was
sent to San Quentin’s death row.

In March of 1986, the state Supreme
Court affirmed his conviction, but
overturned his death sentence, making
Burgener the 53rd killer whose
sentence was reversed since reinstate-
ment of capital punishment in 1977.
The court, however, affirmed his first-
degree murder and robbery conviction
in a 5-1 vote. Chief Justice Rose Bird
cast the sole vote to overturn the
conviction.

A prison official says Burgener had
expressed remorse for his crime, while
adding that Burgener is ‘‘quite a
manipulator’’ who knows all the
prison angles because of vast expe-
rience behind bars.

“‘He tends to influence others to get
into deliberative acts that get them in
trouble with guards,’’ the source says.
“*T think he does this out of boredom.
Then he stands back and watches the
action.

‘‘He has more natural ability going
for him than the others, but unfor-
tunately, it is of a predatory na-
ture.”’ *

(Editor’s note: The names Sara Jane French,
Jim Allen, Shanna Weaver and Steve Forester
are fictitious. Use of the real names would serve
no public interest).

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Dear Editor,

In a recent issue of STARTLING
DETECTIVE | saw a photo of a
defense attorney who was broken
up because his clients got life
sentences. Why get so broken up?
A judge and jury found his clients
guilty of terrible murder. They
deserve their life sentences, if not
worse. Maybe their defense attor-
ney would have smiled to see
them get off scot-free. Sometimes
you wonder what side lawyers are
on.

Mildred Brown
Vancouver, Washington

Dear Editor,

Why is it whenever there’s a
really important case to be solved
lawmen start dickering over whose
jurisdiction the crime occurred in?
You’d think officers from city,

county and federal agencies would.
~ be happy to work together, but no,

there’s always a lot of wrangling.

In the meantime, of course the
criminal gets away.

David Jacobs

Peoria, Illinois

Dear Editor,

You can say what you want
about a man’s right to bear arms
but I still think hunters with itchy
trigger-fingers are the worst menace
around. Hunters on the prowl in
the woods will shoot at anything
and anybody, especially when
they’ve had one or two to drink.
They should be in cages, not in
the forest. .

E.W.
Wilmington, Delaware

Dear Editor,

There was a time when small
towns were safe places to live, but
no more. Even tiny villages now
have big-city crime ranging from
sex perverts to psycho killers.
What’s to explain this change for
the worse? Maybe we've just

Cees too liberal with our laws

and need to tighten them up a bit.
Let lawmen do their jobs without
excessive interference from slick
lawyers. Let judges throw the
book at hardened criminals. Maybe
then rural America will once again
be a safe place in which to live.
William Grant
Missoula, Montane

Dear Editor,

Everybody is talking about ways
to reduce costs and that includes
the cost of policing our cities. May
| offer a suggestion? Have loca
citizens report on how well theii
policemen are doing to their loca
police chief or sheriff. That way we
can weed out the lazy, inefficien
lawmen from the hard-working
ones who earn their salaries.

S.M
Topeka, Kansa:

Dear Editor,

| read recently that studies hav:
shown that criminal activity migh
be linked to some particular gene:
in the body. In other words, peopl
might be born with criminal che
racteristics and no matter whe
kind of upbringing they have
they'll always turn out criminal. |
this is ever proven for a fact, |
could drastically affect out attite

des toward rehabilitation.
Larry Howe
Miami, Florid

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People here complain about ten ¢
twenty-year sentences. In Europ
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put away our criminals eve
longer, but compared to France
Germany we're doing a good Jo!

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(continued from page 43)

Ludlow home on the edge of town. It
was a small, square, white house. Bill
Ludlow was home. He didn’t smile as
he greeted his former cellmate.

“I don’t know what you’re doing
here,’’ Ludlow said, ‘‘but I do
remember your expression ‘Take it
easy.’ Maybe you killed that kid in
Vancouver and maybe you shot Null.
I don’t know. But I want no part of
you. I’m going straight.’’

“Sure you are,”’ the Stripper agreed
glibly. ‘‘So am I. I got a rough break.
Somebody else uses that same expres-
sion and I get blamed. I’m going
Straight if they let me. Right now I
want to lam out of this town and I
can’t take my suitcase along. Keep it
for me. Don’t believe everything you
hear. Keep this suitcase. I’ll send for
it when I get located.’’ .

Bill Ludlow studied his former
cellmate’s face. He wasn’t sure
whether or not the newcomer was
lying. But he said, ‘‘O.K. I’ll take your
suitcase, and if you need money I can
give you some. But I won’t lie for you
if the police come around.”’

“I don’t need any money,’’ the
Stripper sneered. ‘‘You won’t have to
lie for me.’’

Bill Ludlow picked up the suitcase
and carried it to the bedroom, leaving
the Stripper alone in the livingroom.
The treacherous thug took his revolver
from his pocket, handling it with his
handkerchief, and slid it under a
bureau.

‘‘Thanks, Bill,’’? he said when
Ludlow returned. ‘‘You ain’t got a
thing to worry about.”’

The Stripper walked out of the
house. As he headed for his car, he
Saw a young girl on the porch of the
home next door, a lush and desirable-
looking trick. Waving at her, he got in
the stolen car and drove it down the
Street.

He abandoned it near the railroad,
went into the yards and waited for a
freight to pull in.

A month later, on August 22nd, the
Stripper was in the rear of the Blatz
print shop in Newberg, a town of
4,000, southwest of Portland, on U.S.
Highway 99W. He had been a printer’s
assistant for a month, a model young
man working — as he told Jim Blatz,
the owner of the print shop — to go
to college. He went under the name

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of Dick Clements. In that month he
had read every newspaper and listened
to every news broadcast. For more
than three weeks nothing had “been
written about the Stripper in the
newspapers, and his name had
dropped out of all radio news broad-
casts.

In that month, the Stripper had had
difficulty in controlling his sex urges.
It was like being in prison, but he knew
that one slip and he’d be in a jam. He
wondered if the police in Centralia had
found the revolver in the Ludlow
home. It was apparent to him that they

-hadn’t, or the story would have been

in the news.

He felt safe again. He watched
where his boss kept his money, and in
a day or two _ he planned to pick up
several hundred and start back East
and out of the country where his
expression ‘‘Take it easy’’ had got him
into such trouble.

His boss was talking to somebody
in the front office and then he called
out, “‘Dick, there’s somebody here to
see you.”’

The Stripper’s heart missed several
beats. They missed more when he got
to the door of the front office and saw
a captain of the Washington State
Police. He had no chance to run.
Captain Vayne Gourdane saw him and
said, ‘‘You are Dick Clements?’’

The Stripper’s head began to whirl
crazily. Then he remembered. He had
pulled another terrible boner. He had
written to Bill Ludlow, asking him to
send his suitcase. He had told his
ex-cellmate to address the suitcase to
Dick Clements. But where did Ludlow
come into the picture? Had the police
questioned him?

The trapped killer admitted weakly
that he was Dick Clements. Captain
Gourdane took him to the State Police
Barracks. Sheriff Jim Compton of
Centralia, Captain Reguse of Vancou-
ver, and a number of other officers
faced him.

“‘All right Clements, we know your
right name is Arley Lewis, late of the
Missouri Penitentiary,’’ Captain Gour-
dane began. ‘‘You’re not a very smart
operator. After the shooting of
Charles Null, you should have left
Centralia that night. Instead, you
visited Bill Ludlow. You aren’t hard
to identify. When you left Bill

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remembered the description of the
Stripper and she tipped us off. We
questioned Ludlow. He’s going
straight and he told us you had visited
him and left your suitcase. We
withheld that information from the
newspapers, knowing you would send
for your clothes — which you did —
and Ludlow gave us your address.”’

**O.K.,’’ Arley Lewis alias the
Stripper, said. ‘‘I did serve time in the
Missouri pen, but that doesn’t make
me the strip-tease killer.’’

““We have enough witnesses who
will testify you are,’’ Captain Gour-
dane said. ‘You haven’t a chance,
Lewis.’’

Arley Lewis shrugged. ‘‘Suppose I
did get rough with a couple of girls,’’
he boasted. ‘‘I’Il admit that. Maybe I
did pull a couple of small-time
hold-ups...’’

““We’re not interested in those
crimes,’’ Captain Gourdane interrupt-
led. ‘‘We are holding you for the
murder of Jack Avent in Vancouver.’’

The Stripper’s stomach did a
complete somersault and he felt sick.
“*Hell, you’re crazy,’’ he shouted. ‘‘I
never was in Vancouver and I never
killed anybody there.’’

Gourdane said, ‘‘We found your .32
revolver, the one used to kill Avent.’’
The Stripper’s eyes popped wider.

““Where did you find it?’’ he
demanded.

“In Bill Ludlow’s home.’’

“‘O.K., in the Ludlow home.’’ The
Stripper suddenly felt better. ‘‘That
ain’t my gun. I never had a .32-caliber
gun. It’s Bill’s gun.”’

Captain Gourdane shook his head.
**That’s where you’re wrong. It’s your
gun.”’

“Did you find any fingerprints on
it?”

*‘Not on the gun.’”’

“*You’re talking crazy. My prints are
not on the gun, but you say it’s mine.
It’s Bill Ludlow’s and he killed
Avent.’’

“‘Ludlow-couldn’t have killed Jack
Avent because he was working in
Centralia on a night shift. He couldn’t
have shot Null. His alibi is perfect. You
crooks always make one simple
mistake. Sure, you wiped all your
prints off the gun, but you forgot one
detail. Your prints were on the
cartridges in the chambers. We got
four perfect prints on those cartridges,

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Strip Killer And Ihe Captive teens

(continued from page 41)

against Avent’s neck. ‘‘Take it easy,”’
he warned. ‘‘I just want to borrow
your car.”’

Jack Avent wasn’t to be cowed. He
pushed open the door of the car,
jumped out and started to run. The
Stripper squeezed the trigger of his gun
just as Avent turned to look back. The
bullet hit the youth in the chest and
he doubled up as he fell face forward
to the ground.

The night suddenly exploded with
men and women leaning from win-
dows in the apartment buildings.
People came out of nowhere in the
darkness, running toward the limp
form of Jack Avent. The Stripper
slipped out of the car. A green pick-up
was parked about 20 feet away. He
made a dive for it, landed in the back
under some fruit crates.

Police sirens shrieked. Cops ap-
peared from all directions. The owner
of the pick-up came out of an apart-
ment house. A cop yelled at him and
the next thing the Stripper knew the
officer and the owner were standing
at the side of the truck, talking.

Then the patrolman walked around
the pick-up. The Stripper’s body
tensed and his finger was on the trigger
of the gun, ready to blast the cop. But
the officer didn’t look under the
crates.

He said to the owner, ‘‘That killer
is a dumb guy, killing a man on a day
like this.’’

“‘What’s the matter with this day?’’
the truck owner asked.

“It’s now after midnight and it’s
Friday the 13th, the unluckiest day of
the year.’’

Under the crates the Stripper felt a
funny sensation at the pit of his
stomach. Friday the 13th! It had been
on that day that he had been taken to
the Kansas Reform School, and it was
the same date that he entered the
Texas and Missouri penitentiaries.

The truck started down the street.
The Stripper hugged the crates until
the pick-up stopped. Then he slipped
out into the darkness, dashing through
the shadows, headed for a hotel in the
main part of town.

Back at the Paul Apartments, an
ambulance had arrived. Young Jack
Avent was still breathing, but it was
doubtful that he would live until they
got him to the hospital. Captain Harry

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Reguse and Detectives Reuben Barney
and John Mercer had taken over the
investigation. While a large number of
tenants in the apartments had stuck
their heads out of the windows when
the gun had roared, none had seen the
killer.

Billie Bowring, girlfriend of Jack
Avent’s, told Captain Reguse, ‘‘Jack
and I were friends. We had a date and
he brought me home. He came to the
apartment door and talked a few
minutes and he left. I just got in the
apartment when I heard the gunshot.
I looked out, but all I could see was
Jack’s body lying on the ground.”’

Captain Reguse asked Billie to come
to headquarters for further questioning
about any jealous admirers she might
have had. Chief of Police John Blaker
had driven to headquarters to take
over the case personally. Billie Bowring
was positive there was no jealous
admirer. ‘‘Jack and I were friends and
nothing else. Certainly nobody could
be jealous of Jack’s interest in me.’’

While the attractive young woman
was helping the lawman to the best of
her ability, word was received from the
hospital that Jack Avent had regained
consciousness, but wouldn’t live long.
Chief Blaker and Captain Reguse
drove to the hospital, hoping that Jack
Avent could name his killer. He
couldn’t. His voice was weak and
death was in his eyes as he talked.

“I never saw the man before,’’ he
said. ‘‘He was hiding in the back seat.
He said to me, ‘Take it easy.’ I jumped
out of the car. Then the bullet hit me.
He was a young guy and had curly
hair. That’s all I know.’’ As Avent

finished his statement, he lapsed into

unconsciousness.

Back at police headquarters, Chief
Blaker announced to the reporters:
““We are throwing every available man
on the case and expect a break within
24 hours.”’

The break came, but hardly as Chief
Blaker had expected. At 11 o’clock
that morning, he got a phone call from
Chief Deputy Bodia in Seattle. ‘‘This
may be a crazy hunch,”’’ Bodia said to
Blaker, ‘‘but I just read the account

of the killing of Jack Avent. I note.

that the killer said, “Take it easy,’ just
before the shooting. We had.a Lovers’
Lane Stripper here for several weeks,
and that was ‘an expression he used.

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was a transient and that he left here
for Tacoma or for your city. We have
a bullet fired from his gun. If you have
the slug that hit Jack Avent, I suggest
we have the two compared. Your killer
may be our Stripper.’’

Jack Avent died that morning. The
bullet lodged against his spine was
removed and sent to Lieutenant
Edward Moody, the ballistic expert at
the Portland Police Department. At
the same time, from Seattle, Deputy
Bodia forwarded to him the bullet
fired by the Stripper. The lawmen in
the two cities anxiously awaited the
findings in the comparison test.

Twenty-four hours later, the report
came back from Lieutenant Moody.
The bullet fired by the Seattle Stripper
had been fired by the same gun as the
one that killed Jack Avent.

And the Stripper became the most
wanted criminal on the West Coast.

When the news of the bullet was
received, the strip-tease killer was in a
hotel at Vancouver, in the northern
part of the state. He had paced the
floor most of the night before, and
6 a.m. found him downstairs in the
lobby waiting for the newspapers.
When they arrived and he read that
Jack Avent was still alive, he became
worried that the young man could be
able to identify him or give some
important information to the police.

But the next day he read that Jack
Avent had died, and all the Stripper’s
fears were over. Nobody in Vancouver
knew him. The police were running
around in circles.

That evening, at 7 o’clock, he
walked through the lobby of the hotel.
He walked with a strut, feeling elated

that he was a killer and nobody around

him could ever remotely suspect him.
He had learned where the city’s
Lovers’ Lane was located and he was
again ready for action. He passed the
newsstand — and stopped suddenly,
as if somebody had slapped him in the
face.

The late afternoon papers lay there.
The headlines announced the new
developments: Stripper Identified as
Killer of Avent. For a moment every
muscle in his body froze. Then he

managed to grab a copy of the paper —

and rush frantically to his room.

There he read how his expression
“Take it easy’’ had brought his
identification.

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the full force of his misfortune. It was
his unlucky day. It had always been.

The killer’s body was trembling and
his teeth were chattering with fright.
The walls of his room seemed to be
eyes watching him. He wanted to run
and keep running. He began to think
rationally. Nobody knew him as the
Stripper. He packed his suitcase,
hurried out of the hotel and went to

tation.’

Pe had only a few dollars left, just
enough to buy a bus ticket to Cen-
tralia, halfway between Portland and
Seattle. Centralia was the home of Bill
Ludlow, his cellmate in the Missouri
pen. Ludlow had always been a funny
chap. He had talked about going
straight and how only a fool led a life
of crime. He had got out of the pen
six months before, had located in
Centralia, where he had a brother.

Ludlow might be as straight as he
claimed, yet he might be able to get
the Stripper a hide-out, if it was
necessary. But when the Stripper
arrived in Centralia, he wasn’t thinking
about Bill Ludlow. He was still jumpy
about the bad break in the Avent
kiling. He was no longer interested in
small-time stuff in Lovers’ Lane. He
wanted money, big money, to get him
out of that part of the country.

In Centralia, a town of only 8,000,
he walked down a side street and saw
anew Buick. He slipped in behind the
wheel. The driver had left the key in
the ignition. The Stripper drove the
car down the street and out of
Centralia, headed north for the town
of Bucoda. He needed operating
money. That evening he held up a
filling station outside Bucoda and got
$76.54 for his efforts. He drove back
to Centralia, registered at a tourist
camp on the outskirts of the town.

He was still nervous and jumpy. He
wanted a girl but he couldn’t take a
chance. Big money was all that interest-
ed him. He hadn’t made up his mind
as to how he would get it — but with
the car and a gun, there were many
Possibilities.

The next day at noon, a possibility
was handed to him on a platter. He
was near a second-hand car lot where
a tall rancher walked up to a salesman.

I want a Packard, a good one, and I
got the money here in my pocket to
Pay for it,’”? the rancher said to the
Salesman, patting his hip pocket as he
talked,

The killer followed the rancher all

that day, hoping for a chance to bump
him off. But none came. The man
went from one car lot to another, but
never seemed able to find the car he
wanted. At 9 o’clock the rancher was
in a car lot at the edge of town. The
Stripper watched as he made a deal
with Charles Null, the 60-year-old
salesman.

When the deal was completed, the
rancher drove the Packard away. The
Stripper made a quick change in plans;
he followed Null, figuring that the
salesman now was the one who had
the money. On South Silver Street, as
Null got out of his car, the Stripper
was quickly at his side, with a gun in
the salesman’s back.

‘*Take it easy,’’ the Stripper warned.
‘‘Get back in your car. You and me
are taking a ride.’’

Three miles out of Centralia, at a
lonely and deserted spot, the Stripper
ordered the elderly salesman to stop
the car. Null said, ‘‘What’s this all
about? I haven’t any money.”’

‘‘Take it easy,’’ the Stripper said.
‘“‘Hand over that money you got for
that Packard.”’

‘““Money?’’ Null questioned. ‘‘Are
you crazy? He didn’t have any money.
He had a bank draft, and the draft’s
in the safe at the car lot. It was for
$600. That was all the rancher would
pay and that’s why he argued so long.
We came down $150 on the Packard.”’

The gunman went white with
frustration. ‘‘Get out of this car and
let me search you.’’

Null stood in the glare of the
headlights. The strip-tease killer found
only three dollars in the salesman’s
pockets. ‘‘Stand still for three minutes
or I’ll blast you to hell,’? he menaced.
“‘’m getting in your car and leaving
you here.”’

“‘All right, Stripper,’’ Null shot
back. ‘‘It won’t do you any good
running now.”’

The Stripper! Again that mistake of

saying, ‘‘Take it easy.’’ The killer’s
finger squeezed the trigger of his gun.
The bullet struck Null in the stomach
and he fell gasping, ‘‘You...you...shot
me...”’

‘Sure, and I’m still shooting.”’

He squeezed the trigger three times
more, and three more bullets crashed
into the salesman’s prone body. As the
Stripper got into the car he saw Null
move. Savagely, the killer drove the
car over the stricken man and watched
as the bumper knocked him into a
ditch. The Stripper got out, deter-

mined to make sure that the man was
dead, but it was too dark. It made no
difference. Nobody could live with that
many bullets in him, plus having a car
roll over him, too.

The strip-tease killer drove back to
Centralia and went to a restaurant for
a steak. He had no regrets at killing
Charles Null; was glad he was dead so
that he couldn’t identify him. After a
while the desperado heard the radio
broadcasting a news bulletin. Some-
body had found Null’s body. It was
strange, the killer thought, that it
should be found so soon in the dark
of a lonely road. The Stripper finished
his steak. He bought a bottle of whisky
and went to his room at the tourist
camp.

The sun was shining through the
windows when he awoke. He turned
on the radio. A musical program was
on, but suddenly it was interrupted
with an important news bulletin.

The words the announcer spoke sent
terror through every bone of the
Stripper’s body. ‘‘Charles Null, the
salesman who was found shot on the
Little Hannaford Valley Road last
night, has regained consciousness in
the hospital. The doctors report that,
while he has many wounds, none will
be fatal. Null identified his killer as
the Stripper. He said...”’

The quaking criminal snapped the
radio off and sat down on the bed. It
was all crazy. Everything was crazy
now. It wasn’t Friday the 13th, but it
had all started with that shooting on
that unlucky day. How could Null be
living with all those bullets in him?

The Stripper knew he had to flee
fast. He couldn’t take the stolen car.
It was too hot. He couldn’t risk a bus
or a train. All the terminals would be
covered. Then, suddenly, the Stripper
saw his .32. That would be his death
sentence if it were ever found. He
could hide it, but was that the best
plan?

Bill Ludlow! His former cellmate
had always been a holier-than-thou
type. If this gun were found in his
house, the pressure would be taken off
the Stripper. He picked the gun up,
carefully, wiped off all fingerprints.
He hadn’t unpacked his suitcase, but
he couldn’t take it on his flight
anyway, because he would have to
leave town on foot or hop a freight.

He walked out of the tourist cabin,
got in the stolen car and drove to the

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ters: Sheriff Ww. r ‘Dailey’ and. three” ‘of
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| Tig Hunt, Colfax; | #:.
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by* th pale, represented the accused
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ni} Speak Spanish - ently; was employed

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ment and were excused’ without |

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The old county courthouse where Lum You was executed over an unused ventilator. The site is now a county park.

cording to the next day’s South Bend
Journal, the condemned man ate a
hearty dinner, then paced the cell till
midnight, repeatedly bidding Axford
good-bye. Breakfast the next morning
consisted of mush, two eggs, toast, and
coffee. At first Lum You offered the
meal to Axford. Any symbolism intend-
ed by the gesture is lost, but it probably
was meant as a sincere courtesy.

On January 31, Lum You walked to
the scaffold in the county courthouse,
bowed to the crowd, and according to
the Journal, said “Goodby, everybody,
all my friends, women and men. Me wish
you all good luck. Me ready to die. Me
no can see. Kill me good.”

At nine o'clock they killed him good.

That afternoon’s headline blared:

Lum You Executed

The Chinaman Exhibited Unex-
pected Nerve at the Last

The First Legal Execution in Pacific
County Effected Without a Hitch
Death Was Instantaneous

At the time of the hanging, officials
had not decided where to bury the re-

mains. Sheriff Roney ruled out the
April 1993

Officials were forced to proceed with what Sheriff
Thomas A. Roney called his ‘‘most unpleasant
duty.’” A trapdoor was built over an empty ven-
tilator shaft in the county courthouse. Ropes were
attached to four levers, which were to be pulled
simultaneously. At least one lever was a dummy.

public cemetery and suggested the body
might be buried in the brush behind the
courthouse. Deputy Zack B. Brown
donated a piece of land close to the
county road, where the grave could be
conveniently visited. People remember
the grave as having a headstone and
being enclosed by a little wrought iron
fence. So Lum You had a dignified
burial.

Deputy Brown’s children remember
Chinese buying live chickens from their
mother and going to the grave for some
sort of Oriental ceremony. The children
were forbidden to spy on the activity,
but after the Chinese had left they
always found cooked rice and other
signs that eating had taken place.

Lum You’s unmaintained grave has
long since ceased to be an attractive
place to visit. Proposals by the Pacific

County Historical Society to replace the
missing headstone were shelved because
of rumors that the body was reburied
elsewhere. Lum’s present resting place
is not known with certainty.

Few of the invitations to the hanging
seem to have been thrown out, but
many have been lost in attic trunks or
old family scrapbooks. If the owners
know they possess those cards, they are
not always aware of the story behind
them or that they are sought by western
history buffs. Lawyers seem especially
eager to obtain those tokens of
American justice.

In a sense, however, Lum You lives
on. The site of the former county court-
house, with its pretty little lawn and
maple shade trees, is still commonly

called ‘“Hangman’s Park.” Daag

49


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exasperating occurrence
tell—struck with light-
tolled thedoom of akiller!

B. Fultz
Olympia, Washington

6
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indication of death from the woman's ap-
pearance, save her fixed eyes and open
mouth, “Has she got T. B.?” he asked.

“Tuberculosis! She must have shot herself!” answered the tall,
dark, heavy-browed man who identified himself as Ben) Leuch,
husband of the woman. There was astonishment at the doctor’s
suggestion in the man’s voice. “It must have been an accident—she

Wedding photo of Ben and Lena Leuch.

never fired a gun in her life!”

Dr. Collier glanced about and on the floor,
beside an open trunk, he now spied the muzzle
of an automatic pistol protruding from a hole
in a rag. Turning again to the still form, he
made a more minute examination and found a
single bullet wound in’ the chest directly over
the heart. “This woman hasn’t been dead but a
few minutes,” remarked the doctor. ““Where were
you when this happened ?”

“T had just gone downtown,” answered Leuch.
“Or rather I had just started down when some-
thing told me to come back. We had had a
quarrel and [guess that must have been it.
I just went down the alley a short ways, then
turned around and came back.” Ben Leuch was
cleanly dressed, as though he were ready to go

7I


74 AMERICAN DETECTIVE

“ALL right,”

flesh around the wound, cut out portions of the dress, and, — wasn’t home, but she said her grandfather, Charlie Peters, where Betty 1:
in company with the sheriff, flew them, by the doctor’s was upstairs. I told her to tell him to come right over, and her, and regar
private plane, to Criminologist Luke S. May, in Seattle. The I ran back to the house and Peters followed almost. im- have been if ;
weapon, extra cartridges, and the rag were also submitted mediately. We went into the bedroom, and I picked Lena the matter sh:

to the criminologist for tests. up and put her on the bed. Then I called central and asked the investigati:
It was during this period, some 48 hours after the body for a doctor and he came in just a few minutes.” Finally Lew

of Lena Leuch had been found, that T was called into the Thus did Leuch detail his movements ; they have been set and gave me
case by Prosecutor Doane Brodie, whom 1 had assisted in out here in full because I realized instantly that upon our house in) Oly
the investigation and preservation of evidence on previous ability to prove or disprove the statement which this man Betty Irwin w
occasions. Sheriff Byrne, a very efficient officer, had the had made depended greatly the question of his guilt or she is if she
case well in hand when I arrived on the scene, and I felt innocence. He was, if guilty, relying largely upon a two Leuch. “She
sure that together we would be able to ferret out the truth or three minute alibi as protection, for it seemed he had ever, as she in
of what had happened in that little cottage on that fatal June not been absent from the house for a longer time than: that. the month.”
morning. f One problem which puzzled me greatly as I talked with Prosecutor
The afternoon was spent in looking over the death room, this seemingly honest father of seven children, was why he his brother and
and in an examination of the body, measurements of it would have killed their mother. I started casting about for 11 o'clock tha
having already been taken, according to my understanding. a motive; and, as usual, turned to “another” woman. Irwin's apartm
The only additional one which I required was the thickness Somewhere during the course of the afternoon’s investiga- rather attracti:
of Lena Leuch’s body at the point traversed by the bullet. tions, Sheriff Byrne had picked up the name Betty Irwin all the flighty -
This I desired for certain tests I meant to make at a later as a young lady who had once lived in the Leuch home. might expect t:

date which I believed would be important in reconstructing I now projected this name into the conversation with almost home. She ha

what had happened in the bedroom. brutal frankness. keeper for a |

Bernhard “Ben” Leuch, of German-American extraction, “Betty Irwin was your sweetheart, Leuch!”. I shot at him. she readily con
had not been’asked to make a formal statement, and it was It was as near as any of us had come to accusing him of answer our qu
not until late afternoon of June 3rd that I requested he be murder. In the office
brought to Prosecuting Attorney Doane Brodie’s office for “I wouldn’t say that,” he replied... “She lived at. our Walker in Oly:
that purpose. In consultation with the sheriff and the prose- house and she was the finest girl I have ever known. There haltingly relat:
cutor, we agreed that he would be allowed to give his state- isn’t any use of bringing her into this; she knows nothing She was inforn

ment in his own way without questions or interruptions. about it.” ected Ben Le
1

I felt that since Leuch had been an officer,
asking him questions and pressing him
upon any particular statement he might
make, would only give him a chance to
correct it, and, believing that if he had
killed his’ wife he had planned the deed
over a long period of time, thus perfectinhg
a chain which if once broken would point
to his guilt, I thought it best to let him
talk as he pleased.

Leuch had a rather pleasing personality
albeit it was hard. He talked in a halting
manner with low voice and evidently was
aware that we knew he could not be ex-
pected to tell a story complete in detail
about what he had done under the stress
of excitement when he found his wife’s
body. I sensed as soon as he started to
talk that he believed he had completely out-
smarted us all.

Leuch said that he got up around 8:30
that morning and stayed in the house and
yard until shortly after 10 o’clock, when
he started uptown, leaving his wife ironing.
Before he left he said he had some words
with her and admitted they had not been
getting along well since they had moved to
Shelton from St. Cloud, Minnesota, the
previous year, He related that he had been

‘a police officer in that city for three years

and had been for five years a guard at the
Minnesota State Reformatory.

“I walked out of the house and down
the alley to 12th Street and about a quarter
of a block on that street,” said Leuch com-
ing down to the minute of death. “I stood
there a few minutes and then I turned
around and went back, and as I cathe in
from the alley again I went to the back
door and as I went in IT saw my daughter
Dorothy come around the corner of the
house leading the baby boy by the hand.
I walked into the bedroom and she was
lying on the floor. I walked out of the
house again just as Dorothy was coming
in the back door and told her not to come
in and went to telephone and called a doc-
tor; and soon after I called him I ran over
to the Robinson’s next door and no one
was outside.

“TI ran into the house, and Helen Robin-
son, the little girl, was there. Her mother

Sheriff Gerald Byrne, left, and Prosecutor Doane
Brodie.

that we believ:
I asked her to
Ben Leuch. si:
acquaintance.

“IT met Ben |
in the box offi
in St. Cloud,”
the words com;
a reason none «
stand. “He w.
force and he \
work. [ did :
and after a tin
Then he lost |
his beat during
West.

“By this time
Leuch; I had ;
she lived. Ben
with her, but w
that only the t
his. Finally hy
come to him at
was about the t!
We took a litt!
the children ca:
short time, Est!
and finally Len:
dren’ put in an
went into the |
over and I tol
recently that shx
mother of all
would get out a

“But Lena. s:
and that she di:
did so long as |
theless I left the
domestic work in

“I had determ
relations with B.
me to Mitchell's
ing, and told me
I informed him |
to do with him a
He became so :;
and finally I we
job, but he traile:
and insisted that
relations.

“For weeks I
after he had beat


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a murder—
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ich evidence
chind could
oven,
¢ step out-
cr requested
ior the door
n. “Vi have
ieriff’s office
this matter
reply was a
cant one,
I know,’’
the man
why. SD owas
police officer
or years
myself.”
Then the

ald be broken
verly planned
by the brain
iods of detec-
wile brain of
t that hie had

Collier called
ff Art Byrne,

d by Deputy
lace and de-:
Dr. Collier's

Prosecuting

ee
Aye

Attorney Doane Brodie and Sheriff
Gerald Byrne, brother of the deputy,
were now summoned. While the two
latter were on their way, the physi-
cian and the deputies began to more
closely scrutinize the room in
which the dead woman lay. Un-

perturbed, seemingly confident

that he had made no slip up if tee KA Sis ah
he had killed the mother of fi Be ae fe dp ts
his seven children, Ben Ki
Leuch looked on while the
officers examined the
premises.

The bedroom was
indeed small, about
seven by twelve
feet; the bed,
placed the short
way of the room
to the left of
the door,
filled the
entire

a Ns

\ sé

Ny

where the kill-

ing occurred, with

everything in the same

place as when the body

was found—note wrapped

gun. The deceased fell to the left,
on the mattress.

The first thing to which the officers turned their
atterition was that rag-wrapped gun which proved
to be a .380 Colt automatic. The cloth in which the
gun was enclosed seemed to be a piece of fleece-
lined cotton material torn from some under-garment,
i and was slightly greasy. The gun lay with butt

L next the trunk and the muzzle pointing toward the
mattress. With infinite care, Dr. Collier lifted the

a weapon and found that a portion of the rag was

g still wrapped beneath it. Turning back a fold he

J paused in consternation—the cloth was sticking

A into the trigger-guard, still revealing the imprint

“fs of the finger which had held the lethal weapon.
igh Continuing the examination, the officers found
that the discharged shell was also clinging inside
the trigger-guard next to the metal, and instantly
space. To the right, as one entered, was a trunk with a question flashed into the minds of the three men in the
the top turned back, and a tray partially filled with freshly little bedroom: If Lena Leuch had shot herself through the
ironed clothes. ‘Directly in front of this trunk lay the gun heart, either purposely or accidentally, how did it happen
with which obviously Mrs. Leuch had been killed. Across that the rag was still around the gun?

the room was the bureau, and to the right of that a chair There was, of course, an answer to that question : Tf she had
over which a mattress had been draped to the floor for use been stooping over at the time the shot was fired, the gun
as a bed for little Donald, the youngest of the family, a curly- might not have had far to fall and might have remained in the

headed two-year-old. condition in which it was found. The impression of the finger
“I always kept my gun in the trunk tray,” volunteered alone was far from sufficient to place any guilt on Leuch.
Leuch, ‘Wrapped up to keep it from rusting.” After half an hour’s search, during which Sheriff Byrne
In the wall at the end of the room farthest from the door and Prosecutor Brodie had arrived, the frail body was re-
was a bullet hole, and there was blood on the mattress formed moved to Witsier’s Funeral Home, and there Dr. Collier,
only in small clots, showing that Lena Leuch had lain there after an examination had convinced him that the gun had
only a short time after she had been shot. not been held directly against the body, removed a core of

73


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that the husband could have done so
many things in such a short time. So
the Doctor began to smell a murder—
" murder so carefully planned that
only by the most careful moves in
the preservation of such evidence
as had been left behind could
the truth ever be proven.
“Will you please step  out-
side,” Dr. Collier requested
as he reached for the door
of the bedroom, “I'll have
to call the sheriff's office
and report this matter
to him.” '
Leuch’s reply was a
significant one.
“Yes, 1 know,”
said the man
slowly. “I was
a police officer
for years
‘\. myself,”
Then the

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eas
Ss

somewhere. He had on dark

trousers, a white shirt, a tie and his
sleeves were rolled up to the elbows; there was no blood
on the hands or clothing.

“Is everything in this room just as- you found it?” Dr,
Collier asked, :

“Yes,” answered Leuch, “except that I picked her up and
put her on the bed.”

“Where did you find her?” queried the doctor.

“Over there in the corner,” stated the husband. “Her
back was against the wall.”

Now Dr. B. N. Collier cannot in any sense of the word
be considered an ordinary physician insofar as keenness of
perception is concerned, and there was something about this
dark stranger's attitude which made the physician suspicious
that all was not as it appeared on the surface; he continued
to ask questions. :

Leuch answered everything readily, and even gave a
detailed account of his movements from the time he dis-
covered the body until the doctor arrived. He said that he
telephoned immediately upon finding the body, and that he
then went into the bedroom and lifted his wife from the old
mattress, on which she had fallen, to the bed. He said he
then washed his hands and telephoned several times; that
prior to Dr. Collier’s reaching the house he had met his
daughter Dorothy, 14, coming in the back door and had
stopped her and informed her of what had happened and
had then gone to the home of his nearest neighbor, Charlie
Peters, about 30 fect distant, and summoned his aid.

Dr. Collier listened closely to what Leuch had to say, and
as the nian added detail after detail it began to dawn on
the physician that it had taken himself probably only two or
three minutes to reach the house, and it seemed impossible

72

: Photomicrograph of

test shot fired onto cloth
at 16 inches, showing 36 granules
of powder, as compared with photo-
micrograph of piece of clothing on the
dead woman's body, on opposite page, which
shows 32 granules of powder on it.

Sch
hes SAA *e%,
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wrapped gun,
eliminating
fingerprints and
even the possi-
bility of a paraf-
fine test to de-
termine if Leuch
had recently
fired the weapon
and also deaden-
ing the sound;
the single shot,
directly through
the heart, dead-
ly, certain, but
making accident
or suicide a
plausible expla-
nation for death ;
the short alibi, making it improbable that it could be broken
down by eye witnesses—all pointed to a cleverly planned
crime such as could have been contrived only by the brain
of a man who knew a lot about guns and methods of detec-
tion. All these thoughts raced through the agile brain of
Dr. Collier as he considered Leuch’s statement that he had
been for many years a police officer.

Turning to the telephone in the kitchen, Dr. Collier called
the sheriff’s office and requested Deputy Sheriff Art Byrne,
who answered, to come to the Leuch home.

Deputy Byrne, who had been accompanied by Deputy
Ora Spencer, took a quick look around the place and de-
cided that there was reasonable ground for Dr. Collier's
suspicions that murder had been committed. Prosecuting

Attorney Dou
Gerald Byrne,
were now sum
latter were on
cian and the de
closely  scrutir
which the dead
perturbed, see:
that he had ma
he had killed :
his seven ch
Leuch looked «
officers exa:
premises.

The bedroo
indeed small,
seven by tw
feet; the b:
placed the sho
way of the roon
to the left of
the door,
filled the
entire &

space. To the
the top turned
ironed clothes.
with which ob\
the room was |
over which an
as a bed for litt!
headed two-yea:

“T always ke
Leuch. “Wrap;

In the wall a:
was a bullet hok
only in small ch
only a short tin


LEUCH. Be — anwvad tdi f
LEUCH, Bernard, hanged WASP (Mason County) August 4, 1939
‘ & 3 e

TARK terror blazed from the
woman’s eyes as the man, clutch-
ing a pistol in a hand shaking
with rage, advanced menacingly.

“God, no! You can’t!” she

cried, her slender body trembling

violently, her fitful breath sharply
punctuating each word, a;

But the man came on, his face dis-
torted like a fiend gone berserk.

“Pl] do anything you say—any-~
thing!” she promised desperately. “But
don’t use that gun! Don’t kill me!
Don’t!” :

“Your number’s up!” he hissed. The
pistol belched flame and smoke and
hot lead.

The woman spun crazily as though
drunk, then collapsed to the floor.
Blood spurted from a tiny hole above
her heart and trickled along her dress
and onto the floor. She moaned
feebly, then lay still. s

An expression of ‘insane triumph
flashed over the killer’s brutal face
and he chortled weirdly to himself.
Then he hurried from the scene of
the merciless murder...

R. B. N. COLLIER was puttering in
D the flower bed of his yard shortly

after b' relat thet sane a ey

morning of June l, , when sud- vs

denly his attention was attracted by a STALEMATE——.

white-clad figure approaching hur- in the baffling murder of Mrs. Lena Leuch was broken when
riedly. He recognized the youth as an Olympia criminologist, Hollis B. Fultz, left, was called
attendant from the Reed Hospital, in. Ex-cop Bernhard Leuch, right, slain woman's husband.

where the physician was employed.:
The hospital was scarcely a block
away from the Collier home in Shel-
ton, Wash. wet
The excited lad rushed into the
yard, gesticulating wildly. “Doc,
you're wanted at 1221 Franklin
Street!” he cried. “Mrs. Leuch’s been Pe : '
shot and her husband says she’s in a eae Age” die! I «
bad way.” 3 ‘ : ie ria Collie
Collier dashed into the house nearly
whipped on his coat and vest and went 1)
made a hasty check to be sure his kitchen
instrument case was thoroughly On t)
stocked. woman
On the way to his car, which was Her ey:
parked in front of the house, he told and th
the attendant: “Hurry back, Jim, and r A ote sion on
have an ambulance ready in case I * Rains : The
need it. It might be that we'll have form, 1
to get her to the operating room at SS nas foe “I’m te
once.” : i ‘ gently
The youth hurried away and Dr. She’s a
Collier climbed into his car, jabbed now.”
the starter with his foot and was off Colli
in a clashing of gears. . f ; Courth
At the Leuch residence, a modest Mei ¥ hin . squad «
cottage, he was met by Bernhard 4 phe LOA ‘ . Sheriff
“Ben” Leuch, whom the physician Byrne,
knew by sight. The man was on the Spence
verge of collapse.and had difficulty tor me
in speaking. , related
“Somebody’s tried to kill my wife!” had ga
he finally managed to say. “I came In 1
home a few minutes ago and found. 3 ° ; 4 stunne
her shot. Please, Doc, don’t let her thee fae sympa

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swinging abruptly, cut over the top
of Capitol Hill. From there the trail
plunged forward in a northeasterly
direction, straight through the woods.

But in the darkness it proved slow
work at best. Dense thickets and
stumps impeded our progress and by
the time we had covered a half-dozen
miles, dawn was at hand.

Then suddenly the trail began to de-

- scend.

We knew what that meant. Leuch,
former reformatory guard, wise in the
ways of criminal tracking, was dis-

- playing his cunning. Knowing that
. dogs would be put on his trail, he. was

heading for Puget Sound—to ‘lose the
scent in the water!

The hunch proved right. A few min-
utes later “Pat” led us out on the
shores of Oakland bay and there—
clearly defined in the mud between
high and low water marks—was a

- fresh set of footprints!

At this point. known as the Narrows,

it is scarcely a hundred yards to the °
-farther side and taking the dog across,

“Pat” again picked up the scent. But
this time he appeared less certain and

after circling once or twice, back-_

tracked towards Shelton.
It seemed hardly logical the killer

“would attempt to return to the scene

of his former escape and when “Pat”

Jost the trail a short distance from
. town, the view seemed confirmed. Nev-

ertheless, we blocked off the area and
subjected it to a rigorous search. But
it proved unavailing. Either Leuch
hadn’t been there or he managed in
some way to escape through the net.

IGHT BROUGHT no word of the

slayer but with morning we re-

ceived a tremendous surprise. Leuch

had slipped back te town after all!
Aman named Frew reported that the

killer had come to his house about mid-

night and demanded to see his daugh-

- ter, who had been staying there since

the murder. But Frew refused to open

~ the door and the murderer, muttering,
had finally departed.

Here was a hot lead at last and
taking “Pat” and another hound,

“Queenie,” we hurried out to the place. :

Reaching there, both dogs quickly
picked up the scent and for eight miles
we tracked the man through the brush

- until we reached the bank of Gold- ..

borough Creek. There the trail ended.
Once more the wily slayer had balked
the dogs by taking to water!

Again we searched the area thor-
oughly, but without the slightest re-

- sult. Finally, we were forced to return |

empty-handed.

Meanwhile, word of the killer’s visit
had thrown the town into a panic. Peo-
ple slept with barred doors and win-
dows and one family—the Seipolds—
related to Mrs. Leuch, decided to stay
at a neighbor’s. The night passed
quietly. however, and when morning

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brought no further reports of the slay-

_er, they determined to return to. he

“home.

Approaching the house, Sc pold no-
ticed the back. door. was open. He
turned to his wife.

“That’s funny. I was sure I closed it.

before we left.”

Cautiously he made his way to a
window, glanced in the kitchen. At the
table was seated the murderer—calmly
eating his breakfast!

Whirling about, Seipold cantrortsd
his wife. “It’s Leuch, ” he said tensely.
“Run to the neighbor’s and ’phone the

police!”
-.Mrs. Seipold needed no further urg- >

ing. Hurrying back to the house she’d
just left, she quickly called Chief of
Police Starwich.

The chief lost not an instant. Sum-
moning Officer Andy Hansen and a
state patrolman on duty there, they
drove at once to the Seipold home.
There they split up— Starwich and

Hansen advancing towards one of the ~

doors, the state patrolman the other.
Then, with drawn guns, they entered
the house.

A quick look told them their quarry
was not in the kitchen. Had he escaped
them again? Swiftly they glanced

around. The door to one room—a bed-

room—was closed. Stepping forward,

Starwich gave it a jerk.

s

-As it opened, a man who- had been
crouching, suddenly whirled. It. was
Leuch!

For an instant his eyes sought. the:

menacing guns, then his hands went
up in the air.

“Don’t shoot,’ ” he said quietly. “I
give myself up.”

It was the slayer—but a different

man. No longer was he the hard, wiry |

fellow who had escaped from jail three
days before. His cheeks were haggard
and sunken and as they placed the

cuffs on his wrists, his trembling: ‘knees J

would hardly support him. ~
On the way to the jail, he had little
to say but after reaching my office, he
talked more freely.
“When I saw how the roads were
guarded, I knew I hadn’t a chance,” he

said quietly. “That was what licked

me—that and the cold and hunger.”
~ He paused and a bitter smile played

over his face. “At the reformatory I’

used to chase escaped prisoners myself
and I often wondered how they felt.

Now I know. It’s hell!”

Asthe steel door of his cell clicked
behind him, Leuch made a wry scm
ace.

“Well, Sheriff, this time I guess it’s
for keeps—and I don’t much care. One

“experience like the last was enough!”.

Maybe Leuch means what he says.

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die! I couldn’t go on without Lena.”

Collier attempted to quiet the
nearly hysterical husband as they
went through the living room and
kitchen to a small bedroom.

On the bed lay a ‘small, attractive
woman, apparently in her early 30’s.
Her eyes stared unseeingly into space
and there was an unearthly expres-
sion on her chalky face.

The physician examined the still
form, then shook his head gravely.
“I’m terribly sorry, Leuch,” he said
gently. ‘“There’s nothing I can do.
She’s dead. It’s a case for the police
now.”

Collier called the Mason County
Courthouse and ten minutes later a
squad car screeched to a stop outside.
Sheriff Gerald Byrne, Deputy Art
Byrne, his brother, and Deputy Orra
Spencer raced up the steps. The doc-
tor met them at the door and tersely
related what little information he
had gained.

In the bedroom they found the
stunned husband and extended their
sympathies as best they. could. They

knew him well; for he had once been
a police officer himself. For the past
few years he had been employed in a
lumber mill in Shelton.

Sheriff Byrne made a cursory ex-
amination of the murder scene, then
asked Dr. Collier: “Can you estimate
about what time she was shot, Doc?”’

The physician noted the condition
of the victim’s flesh and the consis-
tency of the blood. ‘“She’s been dead
for about an hour,” he announced.
“Might be a few minutes more or less
—but the minimum would be a half
hour.”

Byrne pulled out his watch and
consulted it carefully. Then he ob-
served: “That puts the time of the
shooting somewhere between 9:45 and
10:15.” He turned to the grief-stricken
husband and said: “Ben, I’ve known
you for years and we’re friends, but
this is murder. I’ve got to know
where you were at the time your
wife was shot.”

Courageously the bereaved man
struggled to check the surge of emo-
tion which engulfed him.. Finally he

A reverse engiish shot caroms a
killer into the pocket of the law

By
LARRY WARREN

HASH SLINGER——

by day, the waitress had been carrying
the torch for Ben Leuch by night. She
told the sheriff of a promised divorce.

said slowly: “I know why Lena was
shot, Sheriff, and I’ll help you to catch
the rat that did it if I possibly can.
But, first, I’) tell you my exact move-
ments this morning. I want you to do
all the checking you have to. I
couldn’t bear to have anybody even
suspect that I could do such a horrible
thing.”

“If you’re innocent,” Sheriff Byrne
declared, ‘we'll see that everybody
knows it, Ben. Now you tell us what
you did, then we’ll have something to
start on.”

“TI work the late shift at the mill—
from 4 p.m. to midnight,” Leuch said.
“IT got to bed about 1 o’clock and got
up at 7:30. I shaved, cleaned up and
had breakfast. Then, about 8.30 I
went downtown to the dentist’s. It
was a little after 9 when I left there.

“I knew Lena would be doing the
housework, so I dropped into Ben’s
pool room and watched a couple of
games. A few minutes before 10 I
left so I could hear the news broad-
cast at home. When I got here, I
switched on the radio and the news
was just starting.

“Lena wasn’t in the living room, so
I called for her. When she didn’t
answer, I looked around and found
her in the bedroom. She was lying on
the floor with blood all over her. I
picked her up and put her on the bed,
then called the hospital.”

Sheriff Byrne rubbed his thumb-
nail along the side of his jaw as he
pondered for a moment. Then he

‘asked Leuch: “Did you find a gun or

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on July 11, 1938, was brought to trial
before Judge D. F. Wright of the Su-
perior Court... a

The case’ was bitterly fought from
the start. Leuch still stuck to his orig-

-inal story that his wife had committed

suicide while he was away from the
house. But in view of the story told by
Miss Reeves and the other evidence
amassed by the State, his plea proved

.in vain. On July twenty-first, ten days

after the trial began, the jury of seven
men and five women brought in a ver-
dict of guilty—with no recommenda-
tion for mercy.

Leuch took the news quietly, with
the same calmness he had -displayed
during the trial. His only comment as
they led him back to his cell was:
“They are hanging an innocent man.”

As the days passed, however, some
of the calmness deserted him. The iron
nerve he had displayed appeared to be
eating into his soul. He became hag-

‘gard and restless and we watched him ©

closely, afraid he might make some at-
tempt on his life. But this phase also
passed and by the time August first
rolled around, he seemed once more
resigned to his fate.

On that Sunday he appeared sleepy,

‘more quiet than usual. It proved to be

merely the lull preceding the storm. . .

He was still lying there, resting, at
six o’clock, when substitute jailer Ray
Daniels approached with his dinner.
At the sound, a sudden change came
over Leuch. His eyes, drowsy before,
beeame keen and alert. Rising, mus-
cles tensed, he poised himself for a
spring. *

It was the moment for which he had
waited. The Sunday before, when Dan-
iels had brought him his food, he had
noted that the man left the keys in the
lock, while* he set down the tray.
Would he do so again?

Swiftly, the footfalls drew’ nearer.
A moment later the jailer arrived at
the cell. Placing the tray on the floor,
he unlocked the ponderous door, then
picked up the food and entered.
Leuch’s eyes flashed to the keys: Once
more the man had been careless—
they were still in the lock!

It was his chance. But before he
could act, came another break. A can-
taloupe rolled off the tray and fell to
the floor. Quickly Leuch turned to the
jailer. ;

“You dropped something, Buddy!”

Daniels turned, stooped to pick up
the cantaloupe. It was the opportunity
for which Leuch had waited.. Leaping
forward, he sent Daniels crashing
against the bars, then sprang outside.
It took but an instant to turn the key
in the lock and then whirling about, he
dashed down the corridor.

But he wasn’t to win freedom so eas-
ily. Mrs. Olive Tucker, jail matron on
duty, saw the man running and made
a brave effort to stop him. Rushing to

‘the gate which closed off all cells in

that part of the building, she succeed-
ed in locking it just as the killer ran up.

But the effort went for nothing—
Leuch was prepared for: it. He had
brought along the keys he had taken
from Daniels and quickly inserting one
in the lock, threw open the door.

Screaming “No, no,” Mrs. Tucker

‘ started to run. Her object was to reach
the quarters of night jailer Kennedy ay

and warn him of the escape.

But the killer guessed her intention.
Rushing after the fleeing woman, he
knocked her against the wall, wrested
from her the only other set of keys to

_ the jail, Then pushing her behind the
steel gate through which he had just ~

escaped, he locked the door.

He now had free access to the ele-
vator and hurrying to it, he let him-
self down to the basement. Then he
darted outside and ran down the street.

Meanwhile, Mrs. Tucker had not
been idle. Climbing on top of a radi-
ator, she began screaming at the top
of her voice in an effort to attract the
attention of motorists passing on the
highway, directly below.

But her cries passed unheeded.

_ It was not until 8:15 that night that
George Smith, an employee of the
Shelton Hospital, half a block distant,
heard the screams. Then, sensing some-
thing was wrong, he turned in the
alarm.

Word of the break was flashed to me
at once and I hurried up to the jail. My
first act was to call the State Patrol
and ask that all roads be guarded.
Then I requested the loan of “Pat the
Great,” famous bloodhound belonging
to Sheriff Blankenship of the neigh-
boring county. Organizing posses to
take up the hunt was my next job.

I knew we faced a tough proposi-
tion. Shelton is surrounded by dense
forests—some of the wildest and most
primitive areas left in the country. In

these forests a man might elude pur-

suit for weeks or even months.

But in this case we had two vital
points in our favor. Leuch was clad
only in light shirt and trousers that
were too thin a protection for the cool
nights in the woods. And in addition
he had neither weapons nor food. This,
I believed, would force him sooner or
later to come out in the open.

However, there was another possi-
bility that couldn’t be overlooked. In
the. two hours before the break was
discovered, he might have succeeded
in thumbing a ride from some passing
autoist and escaped from the district.
But that was a thought to consider
later. Right now our job was to track
the man down and with the arrival of

. “Pat,” we prepared to take to the fields.

- Leading the dog to the basement,
where Leuch had started his flight, we
gave him the scent. For a few moments
he nosed around quietly, then with a
sudden deep bay, he was off. “Pat” had
picked up the trail!

Quickly he Ied us down the back
streets to the waterfront and then

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lady, and obviously the type of person
who knew nothing whatever about any
crime, answered the door. In response to
a question by Walsh, she said that her hus-
band was not in. She expected him, she
said, about nine o’clock as he was attend-
ing a banquet in New York and intended
coming home before the speeches.

The three investigators returned to their
parked car half a block down the street
from the apartment building. At a little
before nine o’clock a locomotive whistle
blew. “That's the train from New York,”
said Tevnan. “If he’s on that he should
be along in a few minutes now.”

@ NOT TEN minutes later'a distinguished-

appearing man swung into Madison
Street on foot. The detectives’ car was
parked near a street lamp and when the
person passed into the light rays Tevnan
said, “This is our man.”

When midnight came, Mrs. Henry Colin
Campbell and her three children were
almost beside themselves with anxiety
over the whereabouts of the husband and
father. Mrs. Campbell had phoned to the
hotel in New York where the banquet had
been held and learned that her husband
had left about eight o’clock, which meant
he should have been home three hours
previously.

It was Assistant Prosecutor Walsh who,
at almost one o’clock in the morning, gave
her the explanation. He called at the
apartment and told her that her husband
was a murderer and had, in fact, just

signed « full and complete confession to
killing the woman whose body had lain
in Martin’s morgue, just around the cor-
ner, for two months. Mrs, Campbell, a
woman of fine character, heard the news
without betraying any emotion. After
making certain that the children were not
listening, she asked Walsh more questions.
How had he met this woman? Why had
he done this? |

“He was in desperate financial straits,”
said Walsh, “and he met her through a
Detroit matrimonial agency. He went
through a marriage ceremony with her
and even took her on a honeymoon of
Several days last August. Do you recall
his absence at that time?” Mrs. Campbell
nodded. Yes, he had said he had been
called away on business.

“He finally persuaded this woman to
go back to Pennsylvania,” Walsh went on,
“after he had withdrawn from a bank in
New Brunswick several thousand dollars
which he had urged her to deposit there
in a joint account. Then he was left with
the problem of what to do with her. This
problem became a very acute one when

- she arrived in New York and spotted him

thirteen days before the murder in an
office building on West 42nd Street where
he was getting his mail from her. She
had become suspicious and wanted to
know what had happened to her money.
She hung right on to him, and the night
before the murder he drove her around,
pretending to look for a place to spend
the night, until she got sleepy. Then he

killed her and set fire to her body.”

Mrs. Camypheil, naturally shocked be-
yond words, |ust sat there staring at the
floor for a long time after Walsh had com-
pleted his painful recital, Then, she spoke
her first and only words. “Poor woman,”
she said. “What an awful thing to
happen to anyone.” :

On the night of April 17th, 1930, more
than a year after the murder, Mrs. Henry
Colin Campbell went into the death house
of the New Jersey State Prison at Trenton.
She ‘had stuck staunchly by the man she
had loved and had visitéd’ him regularly.
Although she had not overlooked the
enormity of his deed, she nevertheless
could not escape the feeling that it had
somehow come to pass because the money
that Campbell had so sorely needed he
had wanted for his wife and children. “I
can hardly believe we won’t see each
other again, Colin,” she said that night in
the death house. :

“There is no word from the Governor?”
he asked huskily. : :

She shook her head.

Then he said, “This is good-by, then,
dearest. Always remember that no matter
what I have done, I have always loved
you, and you alone.”

“I believe you, Colin,” said the woman.
An hour later he was sent to the electric
chair. Two murders were cleared up, for
although Campbell would not discuss the
murder of the governess, Margaret Brown,
the authorities are satisfied that he com-
mitted it. '

Three Missing Minutes

Continued from page 57—again and I
picked my wife up and placed her on the
bed.”

Dr. Collier’s next words were not very
comforting but Ben Leuch was apparently
unapprehensive.

“Tl have to call the Sheriff,” said the
physician,

“I know, Dr. Collier,” replied Leuch.
“That's all right. I was a police officer for
several years.”

Within fifteen minutes Deputy Sheriffs
Art Byrne and Ora Spencer had arrived
at the little white cottage. Byrne inquired
if everything was exactly as Leuch had
found it and was informed that nothing
had been touched. He immediately sum-
moned his brother, Sheriff Gerald Byrne,
and Prosecuting Attorney Doane Brodie.
When they arrived, the investigation be-
gan in earnest. It was evident to Leuch
that the officers were not going to be put
off the track without a thorough search
for the truth.

The bedroom was very small, only about
seven by twelve feet. The bed stood the
short way in one end of the room next to
the door from the kitchen. To the right
of the door was a trunk with the top
turned back and the tray partially filled
with shirts.

The gun, still wrapped in the rag, lay in
front of the trunk on the linoleum-covered
floor. In the wall, at the end of the room,
Ora Spencer found the lethal bullet. The
gun butt was nearest the trunk with the
barrel pointing toward the wall irt which
the bullet had been found. Dr. Collier
called the attention of the officers to the
fact that there was an indentation in the
cloth which was pushed through the
trigger guard.

@ THE OFFICERS now examined the

cloth and the gun carefully; the fired
shell was inside the muslin. There seemed
no doubt that the gun had been wrapped
when the shot was fired; there was a
hole in the end of the cloth through

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which the missile had emerged.

The body of Lena Leuch was removed
to Witsiers’ Funeral Home. Prosecutor
Doane Brodie, a young attorney who had
not yet tried a difficult murder case, dis-
cussed the shooting with Dr. Collier.

“I don’t like the setup, Doane,” Collier
said. “We should exhaust every means
at our command before we call this either
suicide or accident.”

“But what do we have on him?” replied
Brodie. “Could it not have been suicide,
Doctor?”

“From what we know at present, yes,”
answered Collier. “But I'll give you an
Opinion about that after an autopsy has
been performed.”

Leuch was taken to the county jail; he
was told that he would be held until after
an autopsy had been performed on his
wife.

“You don't really think I killed my wife,
do you, Mr. Brodie?” asked Leuch without
a tremor.

“I don't know what to think, Leuch,”
replied Brodie. “I don’t like the looks of
that cloth being pushed through the
trigger guard.”

“Suppose she just sank slowly to the
floor after pulling the trigger and that
the gun only fell a few feet,” answered
Leuch. “Or maybe it is just one of those
things which happen to confuse a case.
Take the gun and drop it on the floor,
wrapping it first as my gun was wrapped.
Then you can see if the cloth will come
off.”

“We'll make every possible test, Leuch,”
assured Brodie. “If there is no reason
to hold you, then we will let you loose,

but if you are guilty I mean to see that -

you get just what you deserve—the rope.”

“That’s fair enough,” said Leuch. “Do
you want me to make a statement?”

“Not until after the autopsy,” said
Brodie, and Leuch was led away to a
cell.

Now he had a chance to think. Why
hadn’t he dropped the gun onto the floor?

Why had he placed it there so carefully?
Maybe there was something to the old
saying that murderers always make one
fatal mistake. But he -consoled himself
with the thought that it would take more
than the unexplained manner in which
the cloth had been pushed through the
trigger guard to convict him of murdering
his wife.

He wondered what Bernice Belden was
doing. He wondered if she had gone on
to Idaho, as had been planned. He won-
dered if the officers would find out about
her. He thought not, since she had been
gone from Shelton for marty months and
only the woman now dead really knew
anything about his affair with this girl.

M@ HE WASN’T remorseful, or even sorry

about his wife. Why hadn’t. she con-
sented to give him a divorce? Then this
would not have happened and she would
have been alive and he would not have
been in jail. But that was all in the past. It
was the cold facts of the future which he
had to face. He mustn’t change his story;
that was the most dangerous thing one
could do. He repeated over and over to
himself the tale as he remembered he had
told it to Dr. Collier and the officers in
the house. °

They would probably search the house
but they would find no damning letters.
He had always been careful to burn any
love missives which he had received. And
they wouldn’t find any flaws in the story
he would tell about how the gun had been
wrapped and placed in the trunk. At last
he slept; he guessed everything would
turn out all right.

The first day passed and through the
grapevine in the jail Leuch learned that
his wife’s clothing, a portion of flesh from
over her heart, and his gun had been sent
to a Seattle criminologist for examina-
tion. He knew what that was about, and
smiled. They would be looking for pow-
der burns on the dress. They’d find them;
his hand had held the muzzle of the gun

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to be despondent?” Dr. Collier asked.

“Yes, there was,” answered Leuch.
“We had just had a quarrel.”

That sounded like a man telling the
truth. The doctor would reason that if
he had something to hide it wouldn’t
be smart to admit that quarrel. Leuch
was satisfied he was still thinking clear-
ly; confidence began to return.

“Where were you when this hap-
pened?” Collier continued.

It was now that Ben Leuch had the
flash of inspiration which to him seemed
to clear the way for a story that would
completely vindicate him. He had ad-
mitted he had quarreled; what more
natural than he should then leave the
house. Dorothy had come home unex-
pectedly and had upset his original
plan; but maybe that had been best.
Through her, he thought he could prove
he was outside the house, just entering
it, when she came into the yard. He
had the alibi which he sorely needed.
And, not only would he have this from
the lips of his own daughter but also
by the word of Betty Duffey, her chum,
who had accompanied her home from
school, both girls being excused early
because of an examination, which they
had completed. Things were going all
right with Ben Leuch. ‘

“I had started downtown,” said
Leuch. “But when I got down the
alley a short way—about a block—I got
to thinking about the quarrel and came
back home. I met Dorothy coming
around the house from the front as lI
came up the walk. When I got into
the kitchen it was so quiet I went into
the bedroom and there lay Lena on the
floor. I rushed back to the door and
tried to stop my daughter but she came
on in. Then I went to the telephone
and called the hospital. When I hung
up L ran over to Peters’ place and got
Charley Peters. He came over and we
could see that she was dead. He called
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sufficiently close to Lena’s breast to leave
powder stains there. They wouldn’t trap

him that way; that was one of the things

he had thought out in advance; and the
small size of the room had helped. Even
the short, backward step his wife had

_ taken as the gun came up had not carried

her out of the reach of the powder burns.
No, Ben Leuch wasn’t afraid of any ex-
amination of the gun or the cloth tripping
him up; pr of anything they might find or
not find on his wife’s body or dress,

Then Sheriff Gerald Byrne came to his
cell and called his name. What now?

“We want to have a little talk with you,
Leuch,” ‘said the officer as he unlocked
the iron door.

Downstairs a few moments later Leuch

confronted the Sheriff, the Prosecutor and

another man whom he had never previ-

‘ously seen, a heavy-set, kindly appearing
‘individual in his early fifties, who looked

like anything but a manhunter.

“This' is Mr. Hollis Fultz, of Olympia,
Ben,” stated Prosecutor Brodie. “He has
had a lot of experience in criminology and
we have asked him to come over and see
what he can make out of the death of your
wife.” a

M@ LEUCH SHOOK hands with Fultz, then

everybody sat down. Here it was com-
ing—that third degree. Leuch knew how
it was done: had helped to do it himself.
They were going to take him on, one by
one, until he cracked. This jovial appear-

“ing- Fultz wasn’t fooling him any; at the

right time he would be tough.

So Leuch wa’ hardly prepared for the
apologetic manner in which he was asked
if he cared to make a statement. And still
less prepared for the fact that he was
neither interrupted nor asked a single
question while that statement was being
made. What kind of third degree was
this?

This was easy; these men merely wanted
to be in a position to clear their own skirts
with the public when they turned him
loose; they believed his wife had killed
herself. He had got away with it. Leuch
leaned back in his chair and managed to
weep a few tears over the loss of his
mate. ' :

“Leuch, where is your sweetheart?”

It was Criminologist Fultz who spat out
the words; it caught Leuch completely off
his guard; it made him mad,

“You ‘keep her—,” then he stopped.
It was. the first mistake he had made. He
grew quiet; he: knew he had to go on now.

He had said too:much to: stop. He went

Sheriff Gerald Byrne and Deputy
Art Byrne with the "Infonometer"

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on: “She isn’t my sweetheart, if you are
referring to Bernice Belden, for that is
the girl who lived with Lena and me for
a while after we moved here from Min-
nesota. That girl is the finest person who
ever lived and has had nothing to do with
this trouble.”

“Where is she?” asked Fultz.

“I’m not going to have her dragged into
this,” Leuch answered.

“I'l make you a bargain, Leuch,” said
Prosecutor Brodie. “You tell Mr. Fultz
where this girl is so that he can question
her and if he comes back and tells me she
is in no way involved in the death of your
wife I’ll see that she is kept out of any
Proceedings which may follow.”

Ben Leuch requested all the officers to
leave him alone with the criminologist.
This request was granted.

“I’m going to tell you the truth, Mr,
Fultz,” Leuch began. “It was over Bernice
that Lena and I quarreled. I told her I
was leaving her. It must have been that
which caused her to kill herself. But
don’t drag Bernice into this, please.”

“T'll have to talk with her before I can
make up my mind about that,” answered
Fultz.

Again Ben Leuch had to make a quick
decision. His experience as an officer told
him that the girl would be found. He
probably argued that it would be better
for him to reveal her whereabouts than
to try to deceive the officers. He was
sweating now; the motive behind his foul
deed was perilously near revelation; it
wouldn’t help his case any, but it wouldn’t
prove murder. Yes, it was better to tell
where she could be found. ,

“You'll find Miss Belden at a rooming-
house on the corner of Fifth and Franklin
in Olympia,” said Leuch. “Don’t be mean
to her.”

“T’'m not the tough kind, Ben,” answered
Fultz. “You ought to know that by this
time.” ;

An hour later, it now being near eleven
o'clock, Sheriff Byrne and his brother,
Prosecutor Brodie and Fultz, had located
‘the girl in Olympia. She was about
twenty-four years of age, a most unusual
type, with large, luminous eyes, blonde
hair and a soft voice.

The examination of Bernice Belden took
place in the office of Chief of Police John
Walker jn Olympia. She was informed
that her lover was suspected of murder.
She admitted her intimacy with him over
a period of two years, beginning back in
Minnesota where she had met him while
he was a policeman on the beat there. She
had not known that he was a married man
until after she had followed him to the
state of Washington and his family had
appeared on the scene.

“I broke off with him and came to
Olympia after his wife and children ar-
rived in Shelton,” stated the girl, slowly
and carefully choosing her words. “He
finally found where I was working and
persuaded me into a resumption of our
relations by telling me that his wife had
agreed to divorce him and had started
Proceedings, Then the inevitable hap-
pened; I am going to have a child.”

The room had been silent for some mo-
ments; the girl did not weep, merely kept
her head bowed and said nothing.

“Go ahead, Bernice,” Prosecutor Brodie
at last urged. “We are your friends.”

“It was decided I should go to my
brother in Idaho and have the child,” went
on the girl. “Then, after the divorce was
final I would come back here and we could
be married.”

“You loved him?” asked Fultz.

“Very much, and I cannot believe he
has killed his wife,” insisted the givtk:: Te
must have been suicide or an accident.”

Bernice Belden was taken to Shelton.
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press learned of the facts relative to her.
By her own choice she remained in the
woman’s quarters of the jail while the in-
vestigation of her lover proceeded. But
Ben Leuch knew she was in the building
and became very angry because he could
not see her. He was offered a chance to
plead guilty to murder in the second de-
gree but refused it,

“T’'m not guilty,” he said. “Lena shot
herself and you can not prove differently.”

And, as the days went by, the officers
began to think that Probably Ben Leuch
was correct in his assertion that murder
could not be proven, but resolutely they
went about the tedious business of inter-
viewing witnesses and taking statements,
hoping somewhere to find the clue which
would prove that Leuch had lied.

Then came a day when the prisoner was
led before Judge D. F. Wright for arraign-
ment. Prosecutor Brodie, on the strength
of certain discoveries he had made, had
filed a charge of murder in the first degree,
now thoroughly convinced that this was
what the man was actually guilty of.

@ ON JULY 11th, 1938, Ben Leuch, all un-
conscious of the skein of evidence which
Sheriff Byrne and Fultz had woven about
him, was brought in to face a jury of his
peers. He seemed not the least concerned
about his future, confident of acquittal.
The evidence as to the motive was very

enmeshed in a terrible circumstance from
which murder could have released him.
But that did not prove he had killed his
wife. Leuch cleverly refrained from try-
ing to break down the story of the love
affair as the girl related it, feeling un-
questionably that to attack her testimony
while she carried his child, would preju-

Most of the time Leuch wore what ap-
peared to be an amused smile, but it began
to fade on that day when Sheriff Byrne
took the witness Stand and there was
brought in a wooden apparatus which the
Prosecutor termed an “infonometer.” It
was made of a frame the exact thickness
of the dead woman’s body and across the
top was a long, slender timber which pur-
Ported to be the exact line of flight of the
bullet from the gun through Lena Leuch’s
heart and into the bedroom wall.

The investigators had sharpened one
end of this long stick and had placed it in
the bullet hole in the wall of the room,
This bullet had been removed and w2s
found to have taken a downward course.
There was every reason to presume that
the bullet after leaving the body had taken
the same direction as_ while tearing
through the flesh, since the autopsy had
revealed that the missile had not struck a
single bone in Passing through the chest.

The wound of exit was exactly one and
one-half inches below that of the point of
entrance. So by marking on the uprights

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of the frame the precise distance of the
entrance and exit from the floor, a mathe-
matical replica of the course of the bullet
through the woman's body had been
it into being.
vr the long, sharpened stick had been
ed in the bullet hole, the Sheriff ex-
plained, the frame had been moved away
from the wall until this stick bisected
exactly the two marks on the upright, and
this established that Mrs. Leuch had stood
28 inches from the wall when shot. Since
the hole in the wallpaper was only 41
inches from the floor, the point of exit 46
inches, and the entrance 47% inches from
the floor, this proved that the bullet had
traveled in a straight line through the
body with a continuing downward course
without variance or deflection from gun
muzzle to wall. ;
That “infonometer” knocked into a
cocked hat any theory that the gun had

‘ been discharged when it fell from Lena

Leuch’s bundle of shirts, for in that case
the bullet would have had to take an up-
ward course from the floor, through the
body, and enter the back wall on an up-
ward angle and ata spot above the point
of entrance,

@ BUT THE contraption, which Ben Leuch

eyed almost as though it was a monster,
the color draining from his face as Sheriff
Byrne explained how the experiment had
been made, proved other things. It
established that the gun had been held
in a straight line directly in front of Lena
Leuch at the time the shot was fired. Plac-
ing the muzzle of the gun at a mark on the
stick directly above the spot where the
weapon had beén found on the floor, it
.was established that the end of the barrel
was sixteen inches from the point of en-
trance into the body,

And this sixteen inches, by measurement
of the dead woman’s arms, was proven to
be many inches farther than she could have
held the gun herself, It must have been
convincing even to Ben Leuch as he
listened to the testimony backed by the
“infonometer.”

But there was more to come. Professor
Frank Menne of the Oregon State Medical
School, and Ballistics Expert Stanley Mac-
Donald, of the Portland, Oregon, Sheriff’s
staff, showed by comparison shots on cloth,
that the pattern of unburned powder,
thrown from the muzzle of the gun onto
the dead woman’s dress, was such as would
have occurred with the gun held about
sixteen inches away.

The farthest point at which Lena Leuch
could have held the gun was twelve inches,
and then only ina very awkward position
with the weapon upside down and pulling
the trigger with the left thumb. With the
right hand she could not have inflicted the
wound at a greater distance than seven
inches. There was a vast difference be-
tween the amount of powder left on the
dress at twelve inches and at sixteen
inches; in fact, twice as much at the shorter
point. The evidence was conclusive that
it would have been impossible for the
woman to have shot herself.

But there was still the matter of the
alibi. Dr. Collier was willing to admit
Lena Leuch had been shot not more than
twenty minutes prior to his entry into the
house. Some of this time could be ac-
counted for by Dorothy Leuch and Charles
Peters. Leuch’s story accounted for the
balance of it, probably three to five min-

utes, by | ik from the home and back
again. .

In spite « testimony of the experts,
if Ben Leucn «ould prove his absence from

his home for the three to five minutes
prior to. the time of the homecoming of
his daughter Dorothy, he would have an
iron-clad alibi.

In connection with this matter of

‘elapsed time, Charles Peters was called

to the stand. Now Ben Leuch didn’t know
anything about this man’s movements prior
to the moment he saw him coming down

‘the stairs in the house next door. He

didn’t know that the reason Peters had
his hat and coat on was because he had
just come through that alley Leuch
claimed he had traversed, not more than
three minutes before the alarm was
sounded by the husband of Lena Leuch.
That was one thing the wily killer could
not foresee.

“I had been downtown,” said Charles
Peters, “I went into my house from the
back way, having just come through the
alley, I went upstairs and stayed there
about two or three minutes. Then at the
foot of the stairs I met Leuch, asking me
to come over as his wife was dead.”

There was no gainsaying the fact that
if Leuch had been in that alley at the time
he claimed he had, he would have met
Charles Peters. Those three, precious
minutes were about to trap him. And still
there was to be more to prove him guilty.

Ben Leuch tried to smile at his daughter,
Dorothy, as she took the witness stand.
Surely, they didn’t expect her to say any-
thing that would damage him, but in a
few moments that smile was wiped from
his face.

Leuch had turned, he thought before his
daughter had seen him going down the
steps, but in answer to the Prosecutor’s
question the girl stated that she saw her
father first and that he turned as she
called out, “Hi, Toots.”

“Was he facing you when you first saw
him?” asked Brodie.

“No, his back was to me; he was going
down the steps,” said the girl. “He turned
and called my name; his face was white
like I have seen it when he was sick.”

And this, by Leuch’s own statement,
told of his own free-will without interrup-
tion or questioning, was before he entered
the house and found the body of his wife.

Leuch slumped into his chair and began
to sob softly; Dorothy went over and threw
her arms around his neck. There was no
doubt in the minds of that jury that a
brave, harassed girl had told the truth.

‘Her statement was corroborated by Betty

Duffey, who had been with her at the time
of the incident.

MIT TOOK the’ jury four hours to find

Ben Leuch guilty of murder in the first
degree with the death penalty attached. He
appealed the case but was refused a new
trial. Then he made a last bid for liberty
by escaping from the jail but was caught
after three days of freedom and returned
to his cell. He died on the gallows in
Walla Walla state penitentiary in July,
1940, a little more than a year after he fired
the one shot which he thought consum-
mated a perfect murder, But Providence
and cold science had been too much for
him.

The name Bernice Belden used in this
story is fictitious.

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need to question him again. Then
he turned to us. ~

“Check among all the neighbors,”
he said. “See if any of them noticed
a strange man in the neighborhood
this morning. I don’t care if it’s
only the Fuller Brush man. I want
to know.” We went out and checked.
No strange men. Nobody’d even
seen Leuch depart or return to his
home, much less seen strangers
around. 3

My brother looked again at the
dead woman’s dress.

“No powder burns on it,” he said,
half to himself. “But then there
wouldn’t be, I guess. The cloth
wrapping would catch them.” He
picked up the gun and walked to the
center of the room. ;

“Just a little experiment,” he
said. “Watch.”

He held the wrapped gun in his
hand. “She stood about here. She
pointed the gun at her heart, pulled
the trigger. The weapon dropped
from her hand as she fell—like
this.” He unflexed his fingers and
let the gun drop to the floor. :

“Thought-so,” he said with satis-
faction. -“Let’s try again.” He tried

it twice; a third time. “It’d do it

every time,” he added. “Just a mat-
ter of relative weights,.and the
smooth surface of the gun.”

He turned to Spencer and me
again.

“See what you can find out about
Leuch and his wife. When they
came here, where they lived, the
friends they made, how they got
along together. Talk to Leuch’s
bosses, his fellow-workmen. Find
out what sort of a reputation he
has with them all. See if he drinks,
gambles, or has any other bad
habits. Try to get a complete pic-
ture-of the two of them, and how
they stack up among people who
knew them.”

Ray Starwich, Shelton’s Chief of
Police, cooperated with us in the
check-up. And here’s what we
found:

Leuch reached town ahead of his
wife, in July, 1937, and, after los-
ing out on the police job, finally
found work at the pulp mill. His
bosses there, and the men with
whom he worked, gave him an ex-
cellent character. He didn’t drink,
didn’t gamble, and minded his own
business.

A month after he got the mill
job, he sent to St. Cloud for his
wife. Following her arrival, the
couple took a room at one of the
smaller hotels in town. They lived
there several weeks, then moved
into a small cottage. Still later, they
moved from there to the Franklin
Street address. Just an ordinary
enough couple, leading an every-day
sort of life. We weren’t getting any
picture that wouldn’t have applied
equally as well to a million other
citizens.

Residents at the hotel were
greatly distressed, and much puz-
zled, over Mrs. Leuch’s death.

“Such a happy couple,” one of
these women said, “and they got
along so well together. She was
deeply in love with him, I’d say.”

“Well, he’s a pretty good-looking
fellow,” I said, “and I guess he
loved her, too. He’s taking it hard.
And it’s going to be tough on the
children, without any—”

“Children?” echoed the woman.
“Did you say children?”

“Sure. Three of them.”

She continued to stare at me.

“Mister,” she said finally, “they
didn’t have any children.”

“You’re mistaken,” I smiled back
at her. “I’ve seem them. Maybe they
left the kids back in Minnesota till
they could get a proper home for
them. After all, a hotel room’s no
place—”

“I tell you they didn’t have any
children. Mrs. Leuch told me so
herself, standing right here in this
very room.”

I should have caught on then, but
I. didn’t. Mrs. Leuch might have de-
cided she was going to look for a
job herself until her husband was
on his feet again, and so didn’t
wish to admit to being the mother
of a small family.

We asked more questions of the. Ome

neighbors adjoiring the house to
ewhich Leuch and his wife had
moved from the hotel. Same story.
The couple appeared greatly at-
tached to each other, and were
highly regarded in the section.
“Mrs. Leuch was such a pretty
little thing,”’ one of these neighbors
told me. “She was just crazy over

_ him, despite the difference in their

ages.”

‘Difference?” I said. “There
wasn’t so much difference as that,
was there?” a

She stared at me just like the
woman at the hotel had done.

“She wasn’t a day over 24, if you
ask me,” she insisted. “Slight,
dainty bit of a thing, she was, with
her golden hair... .”

Then I tumbled.

“No children, of course?” I said. :

“No. They didn’t have any chil-
dren.”

But at the Franklin Street ad-
dress, they had three.

We went back to the office, then.

“I’m glad you two are here,” my
brother said. “There’s a man just
been in, who says Mrs. Leuch is
still alive, and that he saw her yes-
terday, ushering at a movie theater
in Olympia.”

“TI wouldn’t be surprised,” I said.
Then I told him all I’d heard dur-
ing our investigations around town.

We went back to Leuch, then.

“Look,” we said, “we want you to
take us over évery step of the way
you went after that little quarrel
with your wife.”
~ “What’s the idea?” he demanded.

“Just another theory we're test-.
ing out,” my brother told him.

As he started out the rear door,
we glanced surreptitiously at our
watches. Leuch was on a pace or
two ahead, and didn’t see us.

He walked along the alley and on
into Twelfth Street. Halfway down
the block, he stopped.

_ “Tt was about here,” he said. “I
got this far, and then I turned
back.”

“You hesitate at all? Stop to
think it over, or anything?”

“Maybe a minute or two. Then I
walked back the same way I came.”

“OK. Walk back.”

As he opened the rear door
again, we took another peep at our
watches.

“That’s all, Leuch,” my brother
said. “May be nothing to this, but
if we want you, we'll know where
to find you.” .

We left him, a sort of puzzled
look in his eyes, but he said no
word.

That evening, the Sheriff and I,
with Prosecutor Doane _ Brodie,
drove into Olympia, the State capi-
tal.

Then we drove back again—and~
arrested Bernard Leuch.

“Your wife didn’t commit sui-

Mrs. Lena Leuch looked like this when Police discovered her blood soaked
body.

cide,” the Sheriff told him. “She
was murdered.”

He started like he’d been shot, or
something.

“But—but—that’s impossible,” he

. 8tammered. “Who—who?”

“You,” said the Sheriff, quietly.

_Leuch came to his feet, waving
his arms and yelling like ‘a madman.

“Me? me?” he screamed. “Why,
you’re all crazy. First you say
she didn’t kill herself. And now I
murdered her. I worshipped that
woman. I worshipped the very
ground she walked on—”

“You murdered her,” my brother
repeated.

“A lie,” Leuch thundered. “A
double lie. She killed herself, I tell
you. And: if she was murdered,
somebody sneaked in the front door
and did it while I was out. They’d
have time enough.”

. “You did it, Leuch. You’ve proved
it to us, a score of ways.”

The accused man made a pitiful
attempt at a sneer.

“Such as what, for instance?”
he demanded.

“Marilyn Murray, for one thing.”

The unexpected blow told. Leuch
slumped in his chair. The blood

slowly drained from his fiushed
face, leaving it paper-white. He at-
tempted to speak, but no words
came.

“But we knew it long before we
talked to the girl,” the Sheriff pro-
ceeded. “Right from the start we
knew your wife didn’t take her own
life. Want to hear how?”

The ex-policeman sat as though
turned to stone. Only his eyes,
black, beady, moved, and the look
in them was venomous as the glare
of a cobra.

“First off, we saw at once that
wound wasn’t self-inflicted.” The
dread tale took up its inexorable,
logical flow. “It just couldn’t have
happened. She couldn’t have fired
that shot. The bullet went through
her body in so straight a line, it
was impossible she could have bent
her arm and wrist sufficiently to do
it. Even had she done so, and de-
spite the fact that the gun was
wrapped in the cloth when it was
fired, there’d have been some pow-
der-marks on the dress. There were
none.” é

The Sheriff paused.

“Then you told us she was on the
floor when you found her. Had that

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been true, there would have been
blood on the floor, and a trail of
blood showing where you lifted her
and carried her to the bed. There
was no blood on the floor. She was
standing up by the bed when you.
shot her. The bullet in the wall
proves that. Then she fell back on
to the bed.

“If you had lifted her as you
said, there would almost certainly
have been blood on your hands, or
on your clothing. There was none.
You didn’t touch her after you shot
her. And now we come to the mat-
ter of the wrapped gun. Few women
are-so familiar with firearms, that
they could take off two safety
catches, then fire.a weapon, when if
was still wrapped in cloth.”

Leuch gazéd at him with desper-
ate eyes. His face twitched vio-
lently, and his powerful hands
clutched the arms of the chair until
the knuckles stood out white. The
Sheriff’s voice went on, deadly
calm: ’

“Even were we to admit this
possibility for a moment, a little
test I. made, immediately dis-
proves it. Each time I dropped that:
wrapped gun on the floor, the wea-
pon slid out of the cloth. It couldn’t
do otherwise. The gun didn’t drop
from Mrs. Leuch’s hand—you set
it down on the floor, still wrapped,
after firing the shot.

“We come now to your alibi of
the quarrel, and of your decision
to return and make it up. You told
us you were absent from the house
for fifteen minutes. We took you
step by step over the way you said
you walked, and then back again.
You didn’t know it, but we
timed ‘you. Exactly four-and-a-half
minutes. :

“Mrs. Leuch didn’t shoot herself
in those four-and-a-half minutes,
because she was already dead. You
shot her before you left the house.
You kept the wrapper on the gun
to deaden: the noise of the shot;
possibly also so that your victim

onsen ao

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would not see the weapon in your

hand, and have ‘time to scream and.

so rouse the neighbors, before you
pulled: the trigger.”
Leuch half rose to his feet. The

inescapable net was closing around ~

him now, and he knew it.

“No, no!” he screamed. “I tell
you I didn’t do it.’’.

My brother ignored the outburst.

“That is the murder, as we re-
construct it. But since every mur-
der has some reason, or some mo-
tive, we come to the motive in this
one. Marilyn Murray. We had to do
a little digging to get at the facts
behind your wife’s murder. Here
they are: ,

“You. first. met. this girl_when
you were on the police force in St.
Cloud, and she was a ticket-seller
at a movie theater. You got into
the habit of seeing her home each
night, since both of you came off
duty at about the same hour. You
didn’t tell her you had a wife and
family. You won her confidence,
then her love. Under promise of
marriage, you seduced her.”

The Sheriff- paused again, mar-
shalling his facts.

“That intrigue cost you your job.
You were discharged from the force
for being with the girl at times
when you were supposed to be on
duty,” he proceeded. “Your future
was ruined in your home state, so
you came west to. Shelton, leaving
your wife and children behind.

“Later, you sent for Miss Mur-
ray. Still believing your promise of
marriage, she came. You lived to-
gether as man and wife, first in a
hotel here; later, in a rented cot-
tage. But at last the girl learned
the truth—learned that she had
been the victim of treachery of a
type that is as old as history. She
left you, then, and got herself a
job in a movie theater in Olympia.
That’s where we caught up with
her, and that’s the story she told us
—the story she will repeat at your
trial.” 3 ! -

The ex-policeman’s eyes were
pin-points of fear, now, but there
was still some show of fight in him.
Slowly, he forced himself to look
directly into the Sheriff’s face.

“So what?” he demanded, with
an effort at bravado. “I’ll admit all
that about the girl, if that’s what

you want. But it still doesn’t make.

me a murderer. I’ll even go further
and tell you this: that quarrel my
wife and I had the morning she
shot herself, was over the girl.”

“Want to tell us all about it?”.

Leuch shruggéd. “You’re doing
the talking,” he said. “I’ve seen too
many guys talk themselves into a
prison cell.”

“All right,” iy brother- agreed,

. “if that’s the way you want it. But

maybe you'll admit what follows,
too. After the girl left you, you sent
for your wife. But even then, you
couldn’t leave Miss Murray alone.
You traced her to Olympia, forced
yourself on her again. You even
beat her to make her give in to
your demands. She would have run
away again, but there was a very
compelling reason why she had to
stick to her job until the last possi-
ble day. She was going to have a
baby, and you were the father.”

Leuch interrupted with a ges-
ture, but said no word. i

“You told the girl more lies. You
said you’d get a divorce, and marry
her. You even told her your wife
had agreed to a divorce. You were
in a bad spot, then. If you didn’t
marry the girl, she’d sue you for
maintenance of the child. But you
knew your wife.would never give
you a divorce, so you took the only
other way out—you murdered her.

“You insured her life for one
thousand dollars, first, which was
an amount not too large to suggest
a motive in itself, yet would be
quite a handy little sum for you

and the girl to start life over again -

on. Then you shot Mrs. Leuch in
such a manner as to make it appear
she had committed suicide. Well,

The bed upon which the body of Mrs. Leuch was discovered. Did she shoot herself or was she murdered? These ore
the questions the answers to which former under-Sheriff Art Byrne and his brother, Sheriff Gerald Byrne, discovered.

ig didn’t get away with it, that’s

There was silence in the room for
a minute or two. Then Leuch’s
voice broke the tension.

“Nice guessing,” he said, in a
voice that he strove to keep calm
and measured. “But it’s still only
guessing. And I didn’t lie to my
wife about asking her for a divorce.
That was what we were quarreling
over, that morning.”

Leuch’s trial opened July 11th,
1938, before Superior Judge D. F.
Wright and a jury, five of whom
were women. He pleaded not guilty,
and insisted that his wife had
taken her own life.

Combatting this- contention, we
offered the expert testimony of Dr.
Collier, Luke S. May, Seattle crim-
inologist, and Stanley McDonald,
ballistics authority from the neigh-
boring state of Oregon.

Dr. Collier proved that the shot
which killed Mrs. Leuch could not
pour have been fired by her own

and. McDonald declared that his

tests indicated the death gun had
been held not less than sixteen
inches from the body of the victim
when the bullet was fired, and that
Mrs. Leuch could not possibly have
held the weapon so far from her
breast.

Luke May testified that even
when the gun was fired through
cloth, powder burns were visible on
the dress, when the weapon was
held in the manner that it must
have been, had the wound been a
self-inflicted one. Microscopic ex-
amination of the dress showed no
powder burns, he added. May did,
howeyer, discern under his micro-
scope, traces of burned powder
over a wider area of the dress, thus
corroborating McDonald’s findings
as to the probable distance the gun
had been from the body.

MISS MURRAY went through the

painful ordeal of telling in open
court, the story of her shameful
betrayal. Witnesses who had known
her as “Mrs. Leuch” at the hotel
and in the first house occupied by
Leuch, identified her and Leuch as
the couple in question. Other wit-
nesses placed Leuch in Olympia,
and in the girl’s company, on vari-
ous occasions.

Jt was all circumstantial evi-
dence, of course, and we knew that
juries naturally hesitate to bring
in a verdict of first degree murder,
based only on this type of testi-
mony. But we pinned our faith in a
conviction on the fact that we had
proved definitely that Mrs. Leuch
could not have committed suicide;
that no other person but Leuch
could have killed her in the time it
took to walk to and from the point
which he retraced with us; and
that he had the strongest of mo-
tives for her murder—the ‘eternal
triangle’ of passion.

We were right. Ten days after
the opening of the trial, the jury
came back with their verdict—mur-
der in the first degree, with no
recommendation for mercy. Leuch
heard the verdict with impassive -
face. His lean jaw set firm, and I
saw the muscles of his powerful
arms and shoulders tense as he

‘pulled himself to his feet.

The sentence of death by hanging
was passed. Leuch marched stead-
ily back to his cell. Only then did
he make any comment. The age-old
plaint of the condemned. “They’re
hanging an innocent man,” he said.

And here, the story of Bernard


16

By W. RR
BREWSTER

HE GIRL never took her eyes off the man who sat staring

back at her across the table. Though the rest of her

fidgeted—one hand playing with the daiquiri glass, the

other darting from the table to her skirt as she restlessly

crossed and recrossed her long legs—her defiant gaze didn’t
waver. Charlotte Klaffky had just given her lover an ultimatum,
and Ben Leuch couldn’t believe it.

“J mean it, Ben,” she said, flashing the gold wedding band
on her finger. “I’m sick of using this prop for the benefit of
doubting hotel clerks. Let’s settle it here and now—all or
nothing at all.”

for her hand, but she pulled it quickly away.
about? Why so moody all of a sudden?”
“J’m just fed up. Something’s got to be done.
living on promises.”
“Give me a break,” he said, exasperated.
time. It'll be quite a struggle talking Lena into a divorce.”

“You've been saying that for a over a year. It’s about time
you started.” She took a sip of her drink without taking her
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Leuch’s mad passion for a woman
other than his wife should end,
with the murderer paying on the
gallows for his crime.

But there was to be a sequel.
Bernard Leuch’s time had not yet
run out.

It was a Sunday afternoon in
mid-August; hot, lazy. In his cell
at the county jail, Leuch, awaiting
removal to Walla Walla, had been
an exemplary prisoner, quiet, well-
behaved.

There was a big double-header
ball game in town that day, and
everybody who could possibly get
away, was on the grounds, rooting
for their favorite team. Sheriff
Byrne was there, but had arrived
too late to get a seat in the stands,
so he’d gone across to the bleachers.

The afternoon wore on. Shadows
commenced to lengthen across the
grass. Then, in a lull between in-
nings, the loud-speaker blared a
message :

“Is Sheriff Byrne on the grounds?
Sheriff Byrne, please call your of-
fice. Urgent.”

My brother didn’t hear the call .

from where he sat, but I got it,

and finally located him. Together,

we hurried to the court house.
Leuch had turned on Ray Dan-

iels, substitute jailer, snatched the’

jail keys from his hands, and
escaped. Mrs. Olive Tucker, jail
matron, in a plucky effort to stop
him, had been flung behind one of
the cell-block doors and locked in.

The country’ around Shelton is

wild, wooded, much of it virgin
land. Long fingers of Puget Sound
reach far inland.- A country in
which a desperate man could hide
for years—provided he had a gun,

.clothing, and knew the terrain.

Leuch was unarmed, only lightly
clad, and far from familiar with
the country.

We roused the entire State.
Troopers and highway patrolmen
blocked all roads. Sheriff Blanken-
ship from the adjoining county
sent us two bloodhounds. We organ-
ized armed posses and got to work.

That night, the hounds picked up
a hot scent, traced it through vir-
gin timber, and lost it on the shores
of Oakland Bay. Leuch, wise in the
ways of tracking, had taken to
water. ;

“He can’t get far, the shape he’s
in,” the Sheriff declared. “He’ll die

of exposure out here, or else he’ll-

sneak back to town for food and
shelter.”
Two days passed; days of terror

‘for. residents. of town and country

alike. Then Bill Frew telephoned in
a@ state of tremendous excitement.
Frew and his wife had taken the
murderer’s oldest girl, pending some
permanent arrangement for her—
and that night, Leuch had come
pounding on Frew’s door, demand-
ing to see his little girl! Frew re-
fused to open up, waited till Leuch
had gone, then called us.

Many persons left their own
homes and stayed those nights with
friends. Distant relatives of the

Chief of Police, Ray Starwick, of Shelton, Washington, get an early morning
phone call from an excited man.

slain Mrs. Leuch, the Siepold fam-
ily, had done that, fearful lest
Leuch might seek them out.

And when Mrs. Siepold, return-
ing to her home, noticed that the
kitchen door which had been closed
the previous evening, now stood
wide open, she frantically tele-
phoned the Shelton police.

Chief Starwich and Officer Andy
Hansen burst into the kitchen, guns
drawn. Nobody there. But on the

- table, a partly-consumed breakfast.

Then crashed on into a bedroom—

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and there was Bernard Leuch, hag-

gard, unshaven, dirty. His hands
went over his head as they covered
him.

“Don’t. shoot,” he begged. “I
haven’t a gun.”

Leuch appealed his sentence. The
State Supreme Court denied the
appeal.

On August 4th, 1939, he mounted
the gallows at Walla Walla, and
paid with his life for his murder-
ous adventure in passion. .

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This former Minneapolis Policeman applied for a job as Chief of Police at
Shelton, Washington, which he did not get.

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course and ly ai rst jgrueling three-set match with Bill . Toki hi cone ee Pitching |telniy sooo Soom
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and other local golfers, Ward is
well known here ... that little
squib about the lost baseball
shoes and mitts carried in last
Thursday’s Journal sports col-
umn produced results for Bar-
ney Morgan recovered his shoes
and Bill Dickie recovered his
mitt ... but Frank Willard is’
still missing his first sackers
glove ... Frank Tobin came
home from his Fourth of duly
trip to Seattle with three bats
-. . two were given him by
Hollywood players, one-by Se-
attle. - Pi te i :

Miss Lynn Gets _
Good Experience
‘ Although she eliminated in her

first matches, Frances Lynn, Shel-
ton’s leading girl tennis player

as well as girls’ champion of
Southwest Washington high
schools, gained some fine ex-

perience and admitted she learn-
ed a lot from her entry into the
Oregon state tennis tournament
at Portland last week.

Miss. Lynn played in the girls’
singles and the mixed doubles, los-
ing her opening matches in each
event. Mr, and Mrs. Frank Lynn,
her parents, went to Portland over

ed by the Shelton Tennis club. Don
Paulson trimmed Bill Weeks, 6-3,
6-1, last night to take over an-
other semi-final spot.

The two other matches in the
quarterfinals were delayed by Sun-
day’s rain, so an extension of time
to complete them has been grant-
ed by Tournament Chairmau Jim
Forrest,

FORT LEWIS OFFICERS
COMING HERE SUNDAY

Fort Lewis Officers will return
their match with Shelton Sunday
when they come here to engage
the combined men’s and women’s
team lineup representing the Shel-
ton club.

Matches will start at ten o’-
clock on the Loop Field courts,
adjourning for luncheon on the
lawn at the C. E. Runacres home.

Women Schedule
Tombstone Meet

Feminine links addicts will en-
gage in a tombstone tournament
Wednesday at the Shelton golf
club for their weekly golf com-
petition. Play starts promptly
at 9:30 o'clock.

CHRISTIAN SCIENCE
Service every Sunday morning

the hits George allowed and Ernie
Anderson got the other. In the
meantime Omer Dion, Don Woods
and ,Tobin were socking the pill
hard to gather three blows each
while Harris, Bill Taylor and Bob
Hutchinson had two apiece.

At that the game was a. pitch-
er’s duel through the first four
innings, but in the fifth, sixth and
seventh the Twilight
scored eight of their nine tallies,

aided considerably by some er-

ratic heaving of the ball by the
Junior Legion -defense,

The short score:

R. HE
RWEUGICES.  ...0.-.-c.sresceanese 915 2
BE CRON Aoinrmcccpcssersivncgeiad 0 3 5
Batteries—Adams and Tobin;

Olafson, LeDrew and Latham,

Robt. Trenckmann,
Satsop, Seeking
Commissionership

f

Among the first to announce
hig intentions of running for the
office of county commissioner is
Robert Trenckmann, dairy farm-
er of the Upper Satsop Valley in
southwestern Mason County.

Mr. Trenckmann will file

his

‘Tre

‘old theix first
leaguers

1936 Grad
Reunite

Members of the ©
ne S. Reed, 2
re
ifday evening at fk
2 Kitsap County,
‘ouncement car
23 grads last we
The cards asked }
Clag who plan to
UNL» to notify Ge
rewwion ‘chairman,
tion could. be arrar
In going to Hors
clas; wijl return, to

senior sneak. !

Canal Spor
Meet We

Varied entertainr
be topped off wit
prepared by 23 Spe
headed by Fred Uhr
the July meeting of
al. Sportsmens As
nesday evening. in
school building.

The entertainm:

‘ ‘ ) : :
; the weekend to bring her back at 11 a. m., Corner of Third and {candidacy for commissioner in the | 7¢°™*s to reveal.
aundry home. “oN Alder streets. Sunday school at}third district, running on the i cera: Le
19:45 a. m. Democratic ticket, when the filing ” sient
DirDaorfootedtontorootnet ee July 17. Life. period opens next Friday morning, pote
“hy My ors ut eg; Junior Net Meets 5 Wednesday evening eivicns at as Ay on a visit to Shelton Sat-|Qkerstrom. At
Paar! p. m. Reading room esday | Ur . ; ‘ *
ee Ht $ Scheduled At Park 6:45 to 7:45 p. m.; Friday, 2:00 to} Mr. Trehckmann has lived in Cooperati

Mason County since 1912, coming
here after three years in the real.
estate business in Seattle, and in
that 26-year period has been ac-
tive as a member of the Hatchery
Grange, helped. to organize the
Mary M. Knight school district and
served as chairman. of the board
of the district for 14 years until

he voluntarily retired a couple of
‘fyears ago, and was chairman of
the original county welfare board

4:00 p. m. Public cordially in-

t

BACK FROM CANADA t

‘Mr. and Mrs. H. G. Delany re-

turned last weekend from British

Columbia where they had _ been

guests of a brother of Mr. Delany
for the preceding two weeks!

MURDER TRIAL ‘:
Continued from Page One ;
Woodworth, L. W. Barcley.

2,
2"

County Agent.
strom took leave. c
his office here th
tend the America
Cooperatives. whit!
at Pullman on tt
State College: Can

Cooperative .lead
er the nation are £
stitute. “

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36

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“Tennis. tournaments for junior
boys and girls were announced
today by Miss Joyce West, WPA
recreational instructor. =

Separate ladder tournaments for
boys. and girls between the ages
of 13 and 17 years old and under
will be held, she said.

Entries may be made with her
at the city park near the Scout
building... She hopes to complete

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Outlaws Postpone Lacey
Game Because of Rain

Sunday’s .rain forced the Shel-
ton Outlaws to forgo their sched:
uled trip to Lacey to play an
independent baseball game. wees

loped and printed

1i1ePER ROLL. |
a 6 or ae by.
plus ‘packing and postage, 4¢

% “ECONOMY” SERVICE.

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A. O. Biehl, L. E. Bishop, V. P.
Bunnell, Mabel .Carman, Earl
Dickinson, M. J. Dunkelberger, Ed-
ward Evers, Lucy M. Hansen, V.
W. Hartough, Chas. A. Kidd, W:
J. Look, Earl Malpass, Charles
Ogg, Elizabeth E. Sticken, Frank
E. Swanson, Robert Trenckmann,
Walter Warren, Pearl Willey, H.
M. Wivell. . an f

The eleven jurors approyed and
passed by both state and. defense
when .the case resumed this af-
ternoon included Mrs. Hattie Bate-
man of Matlock, No. 1; Mrs. Glad-
ys Nelson, Shelton, No.'2; John
Whiting, Cloquallum, No. j}3; James
Frazier, Route 1, No. 4; E. G.
Wolf, Route 1, No. 6; Mrs, E. C.
Miller, Shelton, No. 7; Frank
Fentiman, Shelton, No. 8; Mrs.
Marie Feek, Matlock Route, No.
9; Mrs. Agatha Norby, Matlock,
No. 10; Thegdore E. Deer, Shel-
ton, No, 11; Bernis Yenter, Hoods-
port, No} 12.

Harold*Hunter, Skokomish Val-
ley, was finally chosen late today
as juror No. 5 with Mrs. Joe Vail,
Hoodsport, as the alternate or 13th
juror. 7

Beginning tonight the jury will
remain together and. be, confined
overnight, : :

| MARRIAGE LICENSES

Robert A. Fowler, 24, and Lois
V. Davis, 20, both of Bremerton,
at Shelton, July 9.;4;° i

Jack A, McClanahan, 86, Shel-

‘ton, and Alice’ Heinze, 30, Seattle,

at Seattle, July’9..  . i
Ernest Runnion, 22, San Pedro,

California, and Marie Butler, 19,

Shelton, at. Shelton, July 9.° «

~ Ralph #, Jaeger, 22, and Bever-

ly Williams, 18, both of Winlock,

July Uy oyietiy
t owes

4

for two years which was organized
when relief first became a major
community problem here.

“I recognize the fact that Ma-
son County has been fortunate in
the quality of commissioners who
have governed its affairs, especial-
ly in recent years, and if I am
elected to the position I pledge my-
self to continue in 4 sane, eco-
nomical and conservative pro-
gram,” he said,

-Mr. Trenckmann .was born and
raised in Texas where he attended
and was graduated from Texas A.
& M. College with mechanical
engineer’s degree. He came to
Washington in 1909 and after en-
gaging in the real estate business
in Seattle for’ three years pur-
chased his.dairy farm in Satsop
Valley, where he has lived since,
taking an.active and constructive
part in community affairs. :

Special Meeting "
Of LW.A. Called

‘A special meeting has been
called by President Clarence Lath-
am of Local 38, ILW.A., for eight

jo’clock Thursday evening at the

Labor Temple to discuss the re-
lief emergency now existing ‘here
in an attempt to arrive at some
plan for its. solution.

JOHNNY COLE BUYS
GEORGE MANCHEL HOME

‘Johnny Cole was the purchaser
of a fine home on the Arcadia
road this week from George Man-
chel. Mr. Manchel moved recent-
ly to Grants Pass where he pur-
chased a furniture store. ‘The lo-
cal sale. was ;handled by Shick &

gi b Schumacherye si rig:

pied Sooo mabe ae J

f
’ ‘

R.W. Strik
For Cont

Another caridide
commissioner , was
terday when. R: W.
of the Cloquallum
past six years, ap
tention to run fo
District Bo 6.°. 49

Mr. Strike has b
ranch im the Cla
during his reside
County and im ~t
served on the Cle
board and has bee
affairs of the Shel
and the Fraternal ‘

all

Tom Potts
Name Sec:
sn i tema

Fiske of. Sheltom
Potts of Union fe

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RABEL EOE EE EY

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he Shelton Independent

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Use Classified]
‘Ads ‘to, buy, ‘sell,
rent or ‘exchange

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rsday, July 14, 1938. ae

‘ANCELLED ‘State Witnesses Damaging

OFFICIAL COUNTY AND CITY PAPER

tes
ies

VAP HOSE ‘To Leuch; Experts Testify : :

CUNT Sut Woman Couldnt Fire (

9,812.81 Wiped Off Rolls By

Treasurer’s Office; 98% In j
te, This Year’s Foreclosure |
3! «Sale Last March

COMMUNITY
Tax. cancellations totaling $69,-

2,81 have been lost to Mason C AL E N D AR

unty up to and including 1937 TONIGHT—Chamber of Com-
us, according fo figures released merce July dinner meeting,
Dea este tn, HeTTUNe 4:SN bp. In. Hotel Bheiton

ward, deputy Mason county | pinay. Baers of »Equaliza-
rena tion final 1938 meeting, 10

ant

un.

, Wis. a ¥ } .

Ballistics Experts Claim Death Gun No~Closer Than “6
’ Six Inches, As Far as 18 Inches From Body When fogs

. Fired; Couldn’t Go Off Accidentally.~. |... Ror
: >i ae ve ‘ pi ra + Puan

State’s. evidence aimed at prov-;to establish the line’ of firing ‘by:; $e
-ing Mrs. Lena Leuch could not/|lining up’ the wound of . entrance i
herself have fired the gun from|and the wound of ‘exit ‘on the. 3%
which the bullet was shot which] body’ with the’ point,-in- the beatin f
claimed her life last June, was{room wall where’-the bullet was. 4

Of this‘total Mrs.: Howard esti- |

m., assessor’s office, court-

given by witnesses yesterday and

discovered - after .-the-—height | of} 4:4

Hed at least 98 percent is from) p70 today in the first degree murder|Mrs. Louch’ had, been also. duly |
Mie Te en ad Peet DAY tii nga ‘pen for | |e ot Benen: Leuch, former |¢onsidered, 0: "feo gy La 2
‘March.’ The” small remaining | political offices, 8 a. m., audi- {Minnesota police officer, before a}, Ov this ‘same’ line’ the , staté,
ion “is on miscellaneous Props! _tor’s office, courfhouse. Superior court jury of seven men | introduced a* wooden ' framework‘:
‘y articles which have been tak-| PRIDAY—V.F.W post meet- |and five women. which was intended .to indicate”;
ptf the tax rolls as being prop- | ing, 8 p. m., Memorial Hall. Stanley MacDonald, bureau of/the line of flight the ‘bullet could.)
{ owned by non-taxable organ- | FRIDAY—Softball, Loop and identification superintendent for {have taken. Ba OO eee Sieg
ee suc. 8s. Girl ” Scouts, | Tremper Fields, 6 p. m. Multnomah county, Oregon, with} Dr. Collier was also asked: to ; °
Srches, etc. | SATURDAY—First reunion of offices at Portland, testified this re-enact for the jury’s information +"
Gr’ addition to the county loss| Class of 1936 (Irene S. Reed | morning that the gun found wrap- | just how he conducted.the tests ».i/
Zeer, We 1eeee SET TO.04 in|.” Shion Rchaol), Horscanoe Leics ped in cloth on the. floor of the|f dropping the gun to -attempt:~’
7 Patol tax which should have| Kitsap county, - ' |death room at 1221 Franklin|to find out how the cloth around: -w4
* collected from the Same | SUNDAY—Timber league base- | Street, could not have been fired{it would appear. His’ efforta+ to i:
sea by the county. i ball, Shelton vs. Aberdeen |by accident because of its double point the gun at his heart: ‘in- *.
he largest loss in a single year | 1.W.A., 2:30 p. m., Loop Field. |safety catch features and be- dicated it would: Have. been quite.
Re from the 1929 rolls, chiefiy, SUNDAY—Weekend golf com- jcause the ,gun is in perfect | difficult physically for Mrs. Leuych | ‘ah
8 Howard figures, because at petition, all day, Shelton golf | mechanical condition. to point the gun at’ herself ‘and ony
time counties had no re- | course, | “At Least 16 Inches” hold it as far from. her. body 'as Be,
mse by law when fly-by-night MONDAY — Commissioners MacDonald also testified that|the testimony given by May: nd #'
ep ee ogeed Off fand!: mest 10 a. m., courthouse. he had. made tests proving the | MacDonald indicated it, had. been | jy
skipped ‘the country without | wonn‘ay—softhall, Loop and bullet found in the wall or the! when fired. ee ara AC a, F
jng the taxes, | _Tremper Fields, 6 p. m. bedroom in which Mrs. Leuch died | Leuch’s Statement Read) ,....,, ie
‘frough the efforts of the late | SUNDAY—Intercity Ten- was fired from the gun found on! A statement signed: by: Letch - #5
kc E. Reed this logging and|~ nis match, Shelton vs. Fort |the floor. He showed and ex- made the evening of the’ death! fn **
fung ‘without paying act was} Jewis officers, 10 a. m., Loop {plained two enlarged photographs the presence of Sheriff , Byrne,
#€ @ misdemeanor and losses | Field eburts. on whjch ten marks of identifica-;Prosecutor Brodie} Dr. Collfer, be
¢ounties dropped considerably, | pUESDAY.stiwanis club lun- {tion re plainly visible on both; Police Officer And Hansen | do.
3, Howard estimated. Cheon mecting, noon, Hotel {the fatal bullet arid the test bul-|Criminologist Hollis B. Fultz was

Aap p72

Shelton. }Ict and shells of each, He said|read to the jury by the’ state’ in

: Personal
Stason vanawadsneecien $ 103.1

so” BORO1

255.28

55.02

196.08

128.23

171.25

$1,121.91

Real

S$ 3,646.65
3,584.79
2,700.48
5,204.99
4,787.64
6,218.88
7,093.84
7,718.22
§,713.77

7,675.54,

iy B145.27

Total
$ 3,749.79

4,208.12 00:

368,690.00

‘VING COSTS FOUND HI
IN FLORIDA THAN I

362,812 81

GHER
N SHELTON,

jin his opinion the gun could not
jhave been closer than sixteen in-
;ches to Mrs. Leuch’s body when
fired.
| Luke 8. May, Seattle criminolo- |
gist and ballistics expert, testified |
yesterday afternoon that his tests
;of the gun, bullets, and material
{from Mrs. Leuch’s dress satisfied
lhim the gun was not closer than
lsix inches from her bady when
I tired and might have been as
| far eighteen inches away. ~
. i> “Couldn't. Do It “Herself” |
Dr.. ‘B. N. Collier, attending
; Physician at Shelton hospital and
;the first person to sce the body.
latter the shooting cxcept for Leuch
himself, was calied to the witness
Stand several times during the
two days of testimony taken so
far ‘and is slightly ahead .of
Sheriff Gerald Byrne in’ the num-

SAYS EX-RESIDENT IN LETTER | 5,2" gps to te, wttness cna.

questioning by Progecutor Doane

i¢ following notes from a let-
7¥ One of our residents now
“@rnandina, Florida, gives his
“€ssions of that section:
ust about everything here is
W. 80 far as I'am concerned,
, two redeeming features, the
'Y beaches and the sunshine,
Velty to us but natives scarce.
? near the beach and do little
iming.’ We appreciate the
®,are‘tanned and feel well,
4garding living costs we bad}

Household service items  are| Brodie yesterday morning

cheaper here, including laundry|when he arrived at the Leuch
and cleaning; haircuts 25c and 50c home, “within two'or three min-
in the tony shops, shoe repair|utes after receiving the call from
clfeaper; but electricity higher, |someone who said ‘my god, hur-
our rate being 12c for the first ry,”, Leuch told him “she (Mrs.
30 k. w., then 10%, 9c, about Leuch}) must have shot herself
twice the rate in Washington. A|but I don’t think she did it on
Severnment survey gives Jack- purpose” to which Dr. Collier re-
sonvillo as. next highest to New plied “she couldn’t have done this

York in cost of living for a mid- herselt,” he said from the
dle class worker. ness chair.
“Common labor at the mill_for No FP

that

wit-

which Leuch said he, and . Mra,
Leuch had had a few’ words).

“nothing serious,” in; the “morning” 5
and that he had. left the ‘house..

telling her he was leaving her, but
that after walking down the ‘al-
ley and ‘a short distance’ down
‘12th street -he’ had. stopped ; to
think for a while, then’ gone back
to. the house to tind - Mrs, ‘Leych
on the floor of the. bedroom. biced-
ing profusely. He said he pictk-:
ed her up. and placed her. on. the
bed, then: hurried nex§ door to cal

for 8 ‘doctor. <7 Satay As eee, eg
Dr. Collier | had 4 previously

testified Mrs. Leuch. died fristantly
from -the bullet. wound.) |

Deputy, Orra Spencer, Deputy
Art Byrne, Sheriff Byrne; and
Police Qfficer Hansen: testified
that Leuch remarked to them dur-
ing their. investigation.the day
the death that..Mrs. Leuch ‘was
atraid of guns, knew nothing-about
them, and didn’t know how ‘, to
handle them. | - -. ('

‘Statements Dovetail

The state tied these statements
in witn - MacDonald’s »statement
that. the gun. could not have beeit
fired accidentally and that if?could
only have been fired by some-
one with a fair/knowledge of how
to operate the weapon, becatise of
its intricate safety guards which
operated automatically. °_ ,

ve

‘May his testimony on
t E . .

“4
.

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SHELTON-MASON COUNTY {ot

‘
enn

rrade on house
ew six-tube Gen-
ar radio, F, EB.
12th. tf

ag for a summer
» 2-room furnish:
, beautiful fire-
%8, 180-foot water-
ke Spencer. Rea-
33 C. Hagerman,
Seattle, Wash.

_ 45-th.

lern 5-room home
Just remodeled
inside and out.
ied upstairs. Ga-
nrubs,. ete: “Bar-
#' sale—See ‘Her-
Angle Bldg. Shel- |
lh and dl tf.!
a

6-gallon steel wa-

ed, “cheap, Pres-
3, R. 2, 58-3t.

Ae 4 ae
v'miles out Allyn!
zht’ one mile at,
homas. °60-6t.
%-aores standing
ple: wood. Joseph
#ris place, Lower
Be 6 Bat
be giani Hlephant
1939 Golden Gate
:positiop. has-been
400-foot ‘Fower of ;
‘be finished,

FOR RENT

i Be Ae eed

FOR RENT: 2 and 3-room fur-

nished apartments well located’

at Second and Kneeland streets.
See Angle Realty Co. Angle
Bidg., Shelton. *” ef.

il i i hn ni te Nai tint ted

LOST AND FOUND

LaLa fe fe te bo de De hee fe Be De Be a te hs On Dn te

LOST: Brown leather bill-fold last
Friday, containing Insurance
identifying card, drivers license,
etc. Finder please leave at Jour-
nal office. Reward.

lb be ee i be in he hi bi bh i i i be ti be ne Al

WANTED

& BL 4 &> 4p A. Oy te te fy hy Lm te te, he hi ln i Mn te Pm
WANTED: Second-hand fruit
jars. Inquire Journal office.

56-1t.

The Navy recruiting officer was
in doubt as to whether or not
three of the applicants had enough
education to be acceptable. He
asked each of them to write a
brief paragraph, explaining the
meaning of ‘grammar,

After some deliberation, two of
the applicants spelled the word

“grammar” as “grammer,” and,

were. busily making ‘corrections.
when the third applicant came
along.

Under his _ breath he asKed:
“What are you changing the word
“Brammar” for?”

“We spelled it wrong,” was the

whispered reply.

“Give us that rubber,” — said
the third man. “Darned if I
ain’t spelled with two m’s my-
self!” 4

re
a . 6.

GAL PUBLICATIONS

HERIPY'’S SALE +;
& ESTATE 1
dal Execution
No. 3333

Court of the State!
for Mason County, |
ainttff,' va, J. PAT,
‘8 SCOTT, husband |
fants.
virthevet. a: special
out of and under
Superior Court of
Shington, in and tor
the 16th day of May,
‘dgment rendered in
Ke 15th day of May,
Defendants, J, Pat
Scott. husband and
Plaintiff, A, J,
um of ‘Two Hundred

¥ €8210.30)° Dollars., |

torney’s foes, inter.
“reased costs, and
and delivered; com-.

* well the following

fly to Batisty; said

BAM the

and

Lot 2, Section
B2 North of Runge
& dereribed an fal.
Oz at nyander core
ea) Sections 11 and:
4 North of Rangy:

i, pf bance North”
uM oe

{July 34 High 4 6:39 a.m,

meet such-alleged emergency, and
IT IS ORDERED That a hearing
be had thereon, on Monday, July
265th at 11 o'clock a. m,,-at ‘the office
of. the Board in- the Court House at
Shelton, at which time and place
any taxpayer may appear und be
heard for or against the granting of
kaid aPleged - emergency.
Unanimously adopted this 11th day
of, July, 1938,
th BOARD OF ‘COUNTY: COMMIS.
SIONERS, MASON COUNTY,
ba sancti rg
: “AW. “A,” MAGOON,
j iy J. AHPRN.
ATTEST:

Harry Deyectte, Clerk of tha Board.
2eb4+3ts...,
et a

OAL% FOR'BIDS FOR WwoOoD

Bids wanted for thirty ricks c
16-ineh sound, dry wood piled in
shed at Bcheolhotse, District 42,

southside,

me a - ‘FRANK: BINNS,
fork i Clerk.
, Mol Z-T4-19-21-4t. :

‘Tides of the Week|
|S @HEUTON, WASH.
“By VJ, 8. Dept. of Commerce

1 tides hour ana 60. m‘a-
iste epriine theh Shelton and $ fvet

6.9 ft.
ae
aie | Low «2:36. p.m, 30, :
Me High | ‘ad ppd. 46-7. tt.
Fri... LO 127 wim, 6.4 tt
uly 18 Migh 7 2132
-0

4 les@ on high tides only. |

“Thurs, Low " 1:51 a.m,

July 18 High 7:24 a.m, tt
S., Rae ae pm, -0,3 £.

3 pes High’ 19:10 pamsot34-7. ft,

i 3:08 amy), 4.8 tt.
2 8:00 a.m, . 11.9 -ft,
2345 pine +06 ft.

we

¥ BS pina AT Aft,
=e oS Bamuig ha]

G-Man! Sleuth
Smacks Shirley

Taking time otf from grim du-
ties as chief G-man, J. Edgar
Hoover engages in a big buss
with film darling Shirley Tem-
ple. Shirley had just presented
Hoover with a gold engraved
card making him an honorary
member of the Variety Clubs of
America at a luncheon in Wash-
; ington.

Victor Community
Events Recorded
By Correspondent

By Mrs. A. W. Smith
Victor, July 13. — Mr. and
Mrs. A. W. Smith had as_ their
guests for July 2nd weekend ~- Nir.
and Mrs. Robert Hetu, Miss Olive

Seattle. All attendéd the big
dance at Victor.

Mr. and Mrs. J. S. cross and
daughter, Janis, and Mr. and Mrs.
A. W. Smith of Victor, were 4th
of July guests of Mr. and Mrs.
'C, A. Jackson at Bayshore. Other
\ guests were, Mr’ and Mrs. E. H.
‘Sisson and daughter, Joyce, Mr.
and Mrs. Roy Hall and children,
Dick a®-! Janice and Mra, Black
‘of Olympia. Mrs. H. N. Knoell,

j it had

;ed without Leuch’s knowledge ‘in«

Turner and Mr. Paul Prichard of |

t
| Continued trom Page One 5
ithe pistol, all of which he had
(examined closely. George N,
| Andrews, Shelton photographer;
| was called to identify photographs
he made of Mrs. wLeuch which
| showed the wound of entry and
| the wound of exit, both of which
; Were entered as state's exhibits,
,and other photographs of the
;Leuch home, both interior and
exterior views of various kinds.
W. A. Witsiers, Shelton under-
taker, was also called to testify
; to certain parts of the autopsy
; Which was performed at his. mort-
uary. a
— Sentational Statements
|. In the opening statements by
|the state and the defense the
| State told the jury that.: iti -#i-

; tended to prove that Leuch. had} 4

; murdered his wife with cold-blood-
'ed premeditation as the regult of
'his love for another woman, whoth
the state promised to calt''to the
| witness stand as'one ofits key
| witnesses *before it tests. . Proge-
‘ Leuch had taken out an insuraride
{policy on his wife: a. fidnt?’ Bde:
|fore her death and ‘that Létch
| murdered his wife to dbtain ‘the
| insurance money so he ‘could. putty
;chase a home -for the Olympia
girl. : ee Sa |
| Defense Attornéy Charjes Léwis
in his opening staterhent said he
/ would prove Leuch had taken. out
{the policy months.’ago and that
been held. up throvygh
technicalities and had been grattie

| asmuch as the policy hag. come
‘to Mrs. Leuch. He’ sai&'the -de+
fense would contend “Mrs. Ledch
was well aware of the “other
woman” in her husband’s life and‘
; that, it was Leuch’s revelation to
her of “the other woman's” pregs

 » MURDER TRIAL

| cutor Brodie said he would prdve |-

Twez

Potlateh’

; Returns

Comes
‘ My MRS. 9¢
Potlatch, July’
Lon’ Webb amd 5x
were callers at,
home Sunday, '°
“Mrs. Joe Bury
bor, was a
Mr. and Mrs. j.
last week. ‘4
_Mrs. Ernest &
ter Esther, moth
Wednesday, retiy
day. : ;

of Tecoma, are
days ‘at. Tilticug
‘Mr. and Mrsf
daughter, “Agnes,
Thursday afters
ing a weelr im ti
‘and “Banff. “" #
Tsabel Sttewa
of her vacation
and Mrs. Joe $'
», Mr." and M
ne sons,, Do,
Tived-home, Sank
rblatives im Orak
‘Dr. and Birse
as'their house a
Seattle. ~ 04
Mr. ‘ane urd
‘a8’ their guest}
Seattle, anc an
Mr. and :
and #on Ferdiey:
week \ affePia-
Célifornia. <j
*+Mr. and Mrs:
night from the
iPrady’s: parent,
Woodworth. ? 4°

nacy that drove. Mrs.. Leuch to
take her own life.

Reunion Henors ~
Visiter at Victor :

Home Recently,

jusing &. Bette.

By Miss Pauline Smith =; . |

j
Victor, July 13. — A happy. re-
,union of many relatives” and
friends gathered over the holi-
days to honor Mrs. Steve Wolf of
Russell, North Dakota, - who jis,
visiting her brother, W. R. Schil-;
linger. Those present’ Were: Mr.{
and Mrs. Al ~ Richardson — and:
daughters, Joyce and Gae; Mr. |
‘and Mrs. Kenneth Fisher and gon

|

vitta, pg
Washington St

to move very ig»
most 100 per. §
Stanley Wad

culture departime
of Washingtton.;
move a tree ‘ig
the leaves: have

ground is frome

before ‘the groua
beforé' growth 2B:

The preparati®®

Mr. Ben Fisher’ and Ray Fishér,| be started mowrd
of Seattle, Mr. and Mrs, Gharieg| bal! of soft that
Turnbull and sons, Bill, Maurice, diameter ‘for

| Miss Jeanne Knoeli and Master}@Nd Donald, Mi. and Mrs. M. §&,} trunk diameters

Mark Knoell and Mr. and Mrs,
George Snyder of Seattle, and
j Mr. and Mrs. A &, Tillbtan and
| daughter, Doris of Home, Wash»,
jington. The genial hospitality of
Mr. and Mrs: Jackson and their
ison, Martell, was much apprecia=
| ted by- all, and a Jovely, display
| of fireworks made a perfect ends
jing for the day.

| Mr. and Mrs. A. E. Tillman of
Home, entertained with a hot
luncheon and cards July 10th.
Guests were, Mr. and Mrs. Geo.
Snyder of Seattle, Mr. and Mrs.
‘C. A. Jackson of Bayshore, Mr,
and Mrs. J. S. Crass, Miss Janis
Cross and Mr. and Mra, A. W.
Smith of Vigtor, and. Mrs. Gert-
rude Cross of Tacoma, the scoreg
going to Mr. and Mra. J, 9g.
Croas. ,

Mr. and Mra. Rohort Hetu and
Mr. Paul Prichard of Seattle,
spent July Oth und 10th with Mr.
and Mra., A, W.' Smith: of Vigtoy,

The Allyn: dance « pravided. ens
ftértalnment: for Aaturday night,
“yMra,: Gertrude) Oyoss: pty Treg
mal tn Visiting withyher a

‘ Mn Bl

Turnbull and sons, , Martin ‘and
Richard,.Mr. and Mrs. Clarence |
Holmquist .and children,. Larry, |
Wally and Marjorie, Geraldine Bate
lard and Hazel. McWilliams,’ ah}
from Tacoma, -Duane ‘Westland |
and Clement. Bennett. af. Victons

and Miss Pauline Smith.

the North

Fisher and Demester, Beanett
morning to get them.

Misa Pauline Smith ‘and
F. B. Sisson and son, Di¢k, drove
to Bremerton Monday. afternodn. }-

Mr. and Mrs. Jack. Henderson |!
were callers at the R. H, Haeger
and W,. R, Schillinger home Sun-
day evening, : i ;

SAUNT 7S a he oe
Mry'tnd Mra! Dal Fisher!‘ahd

#

Gaurhtor, Bonnie, of Saattle, are

ANG, Visiting My, o wha a Mv Wii
Sram obi ingap Spal lye, aides
eee Pe Times A aU eat A

;Carscellan, Mr. and Mrs, David | a Rp pene id
= 5

For saat
foot tree, pac
deep; one ev
around, the tr@

moved... 7x4

Ons Bight.fopt
Mr. and Mrs. C. BE. Reid and. the Yoots that
daughter, Rea of Port Orchard, | the soil.

spent last Thursday afternoon vis-!fibrous sol wind
iting Mr. and Mrs. Carl Smith soil should, eet
; 4-2 . otganic ~
_, Mrs. W. R. Schillinget.and fam-| oF welkrotted
ily and Mrs. Ruth Wolf enjoyed| trée-rodts wil
Dakota picnic. ~ at! within ‘this
Point Defiance Park Sunday. Dale? tree tg“mo
| ies, eats Lo
drove out from Tac ‘this’ reglom 4;
OMe, 1 pared tree ill ie)
Mfg.) Shock "it tk

4
ot]
1 So Mow


gr ERAT AUE ESA
Ope Lge:

ay eoritie av

which -was

the “jine of fligt

have take.)

- Dr. Collier ‘was: @ than
- t for the jury’s informa 4

just how he conducted the testa

i a aie tte ie A a ot
dar) geal a, Bee A ae
7

a, 2 Paa saydi- « r court: jury o& sevens

* ore uctiet, COURDLOUS. st ’ a a Mgdis’ “ok
* > OAY_—V.F-W.! pos ° Stanley MacDonald, .
i reivAx idee titiestion: ‘superintendent , for

-% a* . 3 op. Naw Memorial creer : ith
. ¥ IGS, © Fe | > Loop ~« and: Oregon, W
4 Hy fob I y—Softball, ’ Loop ial mah county, f
fos vane . —_— at Portland,: testified this

Fields,,@ p. ™.*' .
X—First reunion of? - that the gun found wrap-

erate et ieee
- 5 yj tae ¥ Superioc ‘
and five women, ~~<

of

3?

a pave! ; le: -
» aout same SUNDAY—Timber league base-,

yet gle year
ig, enielly,|SUNDAY—Weekend golf com-

*
roll

pecuuse at
re-

oo
pad no

BDA
54s of 1936° (Irene 3:.Reed

High School}, Horseshoe Lake, '
KXitsap county. 7

all, Shelton vs, Aberdeen
PWAG 2:30 p. m., Loop Field.

petition, all day, Shelton golf
i course.

rly-by-night| ¥7ONDAY — Commissioners

ed orf land}
‘uuntry without ¥ONDAY—Softball,

forts of the late

cased uns logging and

yt paying act was

gemeanor and losses

* Js dropped considerably,
ward estimated,

ae yearly figures follow:

Personal

sc ynckais ant $ 103.14
302.91

255.28

55.02

106.08

128.23

$1,121.91

10 a. m., courthouse.
Loop and
Tremper Fields, 6 p. m.
| SUNDAY—Interci ty Ten-
| nis match, Shelton vs. Fort
| Lewis officers, 10 a. m., Loop
| Field courts.
'TUESDAY—iiwanis club lun-
!  cheon meeting, noon, Hotel
Shelton.

meet,

Real
$ 3,646.65
3,584.79
2,700.48
5,204.90
4,787.64
6,218.88
7,093.84
7,718.22
8,713.77
7,675.34
- 814221
e ane Te

$68,630.50

Total
$3,749.79
3,887.70
2,955.76
5,259.92
4,893.72
6,347.11
7,263.09
7,713.22
8,713.77
1,675.8
B1ITZ
4,208.12 ©

_ $69,812.81

iH The following notes from a let-
lter. by one of our residents now
|@t Fernandina, Florida, gives his
jimpressions of that section:
|& Just, about everything here is
Wrong, so far as I am concerned,
save two redeeming features, the
Bandy beaches and the sunshine,
“B novelty to us but natives scarce-
ly go'near the beach and do little
Swimming. _ We appreciate the
punshine, are tanned and feel well.
f “Regarding living costs we had
he impression before coming that
fverything was cheap, and light,
gheap clothing could be worn. We
Soon realized that we were not
saving any tnoney and kept some
pore in June, finding that. liv-
g§ costs more than in Shelton.
We pay $60 a month for a one-
om shack at the beach’ that
youldn’t rent for more than $15
here. Meat, vegetables and fruit
e high and more. poorer, the.
nly exception .orariges and grape
fruit in season. The natives dont
at .vegetables and stores:, have
ever carried them. ;
; “For instance, you can’t buy
reen’ peas or asparagus here or
in Jacksonville; lettuce, carrots,
¢abhage are expensive and hardly
Worth buying. We pay 20c and
25c for a head of cauliflower for
which you pay ten or i5 cents.

FRISKENS MAKING
::, TRIP TO MONTREAL

+ Mr’ and Mrs, J. H. Frisken left |

Tuesday morning on an extended
trip which will take them eniirely
around the country, to end at
Montreal, where they will visit
with relatives of Mr. Frisken.
They left by train for Cali-
fornia and will go from. there
across the south and up to New
York. They plan to be gone
ffom a month to six weeks be-
‘pre returning to their bome here.

EARLY RESIDENT
“PAYING VISIT HERE

“Joe Wood, whose honie has been
Ui Tigard, Oregon, reached Shel-.
$n Wednesday, and is busy lcok-
BS up old friends. Mr. Wood
ame to Shelton first in 1887 and
Pent fourteen years as: a car-
enter building many of the carl-
er structures here. He left Shel-
$n in 1901 to migrate south. Now
t¢ .i9 on ‘the road ugain with all
0S PonseRtiona in 4 railer which

LIVING COSTS FOUND HIGHER
i IN FLORIDA THAN IN SHELTON,
© SAYS EX-RESIDENT IN LETTER

Household service items are
cheaper here, including laundry
and cleaning; haircuts 25c and 50c
in- the -tony shops, shoe repair
clfeaper; but electricity higher,
our rate being 12c for the first
30 k. w., then 1015, 9c, about
twice the rate in Washington. A
government survey gives Jack-
sonville as next highest to New
York in cost of living for a mid-
dle class worker.

“Common labor at the mill for
negroes is 25 cents an hour, white
labor and helpers 40 to 50 cents;
carpenters, pipe-fitters and me-
chanics, 75c, electricians $1 an
hour fur some reason. This is on
large, construction like the mill
but before it started here men
worked for what they could get.
Grocery clerks get $15 a week,
managers $25 to $35, bank clerks
$100 a: month.

The’ writer winds up, “If the
Democrats down here yote the
way. they talk I don’t think Roose-
velt! will get many votes from
the South. He doesn’t seem to be
in favor with any class here but
the people have closed their eyes
and voted straight for so long
they might still do it. It looks
as if the third party, if it ever
gets going, would get a lot of
Support in the South.”

MAURICE: NEEDHAM
| SALES MANAGER
FOR KIMBEL OIL CO.

Roy J.. Kimbel has announced
the appointment of Maurice H.
Needham as office and sales man-
ager for the Kimbel Oil Company,
local distributors for Richficid
Gasoline, motor and fuel oils, Mr.
Kimbel also stated that a ware-
house and office building would
be erectcd as soon as plans are

completed, at the company plant

on the highway leading -to Hill-
crest.

Mr. Needham. who has taken
the newly créated position, has
been connected with the uutomo-
bile and ‘oll Qusiness in Shclton
tor many years.

New Well Water
Tests Highest

Watcr from the newest artesian
well drilled for the - Rayonier

niant here at the foot of Rail.

. street, could not have been. fired

|

‘lof the gun, bullets, and material

lches to Mrs. Leuch’s body when

morning
ped ‘in cloth.
death room at

the, floor of the
oa 1221. Franklin

-cident because of its double
way cate features’ and be-
cause the, gun, is in perfect
mechanical condition. 3

“At Least 16 Inches” °
“ MacDonald also testified that
he had made tests proving the

bullet found in the wall or the
bedroom in which Mrs. Leuch died!
was fired from the gun found on
the floor. He showed and ex-
plained two enlarged photographs
on which ten marks of identifica- |
tion Were plainly visible on both}
the fatal bullet and the test bul-
let and shells of each. He said
in his opinion the gun could not
have been closer than ‘sixteen in-

fired.

Luke S. May, Seattle criminolo-
gist and ballistics expert, testified
yesterday afternoon that his tests

from Mrs. Leuch’s dress satisfied
him the gun was not closer than
six inches from her body- when
fired and, might have been as
far as eighteen inches eway.
=» “Couldn't “Do It Herselt” ioe

Dr. “B. N. Collier, attending
physician at Shelton hospital and
the first person to’ see the body:
after the shooting cxcept for Leucn
himsclf, was calicd to the witness
stand several times during the
two days of testimony taken so
far and is slightly ahead .of.
Sheriff Gerald Byrne in the num-
ber of trips to the witness chair.

Dr. Collier testified at his first
questioning by Prosecutor Doane
Brodie yesterday morning that
when he arrived at the Leuch
home, “within two or three min-
utes after receiving the call from
someone who said ‘my god, hur-
ry,”, Leuch told him “she (Mrs.
Leuch} must have ,shot herself
but I don’t think she did it on
purpose” to which Dr. Collier re-
plied “she couldn’t have done this
herself,” he said from the  wit-
ness chair.

No Blood On Floor

Dr. Collier then testified as to
the nature of the wound, stating
the fatal bullet had coursed down-
ward through Mrs, Leuch’s body,
dropping an inch and a half in
the six and a half inch thickness
of her chest. He said he found
Mrs. Leuch’s’ body lying on the
bed in the tiny bedroom ana that
he saw no blood marks: on the.
floor nor any marks as if her
body had .been dragged to the
bed, as Leuch stated he had done
upon finding his wife after re-
turning from a short absence from
the house. ; :

Dr. Collier said the cloth around
the gun was smooth and appeared
as if the weapon had been care-
fully placed on the floor. He sai@
he personany later tested the ap-
pearance the gun'would have if
dropped by dropping it twice with
the cloth wrapped about it as
nearly the same as when it wags
found as possible and that on both
occasions the cloth fell away from
the gun completely enough to al-
low the shell of the discharged
bullet to drop free.

‘Sheli Inside Cloth

He said the shell was found
inside the cloth when he tipped the
gun to investigate the appearance
of the cloth about the gun as he
and other investigators delved ins
to the physical evidence surround-
ing death the day it occurred.

for a doctor...

pping the gun to attempt’
to find Bur how the cloth around:
it would appear. ', His efforts to
point the gun, at his heart im-.
dicated it would’ Have beem quite
difficult physically for Mrs. Leuch
to point the gun,at. herself amd
hold it as far from ‘her. body’ aa ’
the testimony given by «May and
MacDonald indicated it had, been
when fired. <8 req 0% Sel Ded
Leuch’s Statement Read |
A statement signed by Léuch
made the evening of the death' in
the presence ot Sheriff: Byrne,
Prosecutor Brodie; Dr. Collier,
Police Officer Andy Hansem ; and
Criminologist Hollis B. Fultz was:
read to-the jury by the statc! in
which Leuch said -he and «: Mra.
Leuch had had a few words,
“nothing serious,” in the morning
and that he had. left the house,
telling her he was leaving her, but
that after walking down the  al-
Icy and a short distance down
‘12th street he’ had stopped. to
think for a while,.then gone back.
to. the house ,to.fjnd- Mrs. Leych
on the floor of the. bedroam bieed-
ing profusely.. He said he pitk-,
ed her up and placed her. on, the.
bed; then hurtied next oor to ball:
PSR OBE, © eee en
Dr. Collier had « previously
testified Mrs, Leuch died instantly .
from thé bullet. wound; -' i *
Deputy Orra. Spencer, Deputy ;
Art Byrne, Sheriff Byrne, and ,
Police Officer Hansen’ testified «
that Leuch remarkéd to them ‘dur- Fy
ing their investigation .the day 4 :
the .death that Mrs, Leuch:+was.;
atraid of guns, knew nothing about +
them, and didn’t know how. ‘to,
handle them. ..° | ee ay
Statements Dovetail Pes ote
The state tied these statements.
in wita’ MacDonald’s - sta ent
that the gun could not have: been}
fired accidentafly and that if could’
only have been fired- by somes
one with a fair-knowledge of haw?
to operate the weapon, ‘becatise. of }
its intricate, safety guards which {
operated automatically. ' 2 he
‘May based~ his testimoty-; on
the distance the “gun “was.
the body. on the fact that hey
found powder markings. but na.
powder burns on the dres¥: Mre,4
Leuch: wore;:: 2 PE he eee od
Defenge Attorney Charles® Rid
Lewis took some‘ of- the stitg out?
of May’s testimony when he got
May to admit- he, .was.'apprae-,
imating up to a-certain points ing
the distances » he: .‘said- the ‘guné,
could have been from . the “body
when fited.: | 3.19000) Es! Tete gg
““Ray Dunbar of ‘Potlatéhy drafts-
man,.was the first witness called:
by the state to reg Mow they mur-!
der trial, which ‘bas drawn crowds,
which have: overflowed. into. . the
halls outside the courtroom and
has caused people to bring thei...
lunches in order fo hold seats and
to arrive as early as sévén .o°-
clock in, the morning. ~” ; .
Drawings Presented. -). >
Dunbar identified’ three scale
drawings of the Leuch home, one.
showing the exterior. view of the
property at 1221. Franklin street;
a second showing the bedroom in
which the death occurred and the
position of the furniture, and a
third showing the elevation of the
closet room off ‘the tiny, bedroom
and the north wall, 9+; |
E. M: Moody, superintendent of:
the bureau of: identification: “fog
the State Patrol,- identified ‘parts
of the waman’s clothing, the cloth
around the gun, the bullets and

Dr. Collier said he attempted

(Continued on pags Five) ‘
‘ ee ;

For years past, it seems, the
sign committee has been the butt
of a good deal of ribbing and jok-
ing at Active club meetings, but
the Committee finally produced
actual proof of the “progress” it
has been reporting for lo these
many months, even years, last
night when immediate past Presi-
dent Paul Marshall exhibited two

completely painted signs made of

ACTIVIANS BOWLED OVER AS" teen
SIGN: COMMITTEE PRODUCES

: + . = leer? aa)
become an eya sore arid replace
thom with now. signs. *

The signa were taken, down in
due course of time but from there
the movement slowed dawn to a
dead standstill and one commit-
tee after another failed to prod
the project into action again for
one reason after another,

But after at.Jeast two and

PRS e eS te


- : am 4. OS TAtaei ee La SCs eid diiijog OV eed. pay,
ment oyersthe country? which. will. stinmlate"geisgiie Bae F
for ale. particular’ products which form the »basis pt tdnxtele’ satin! Bon aed aay
Gi pur living. es 4 4/3 SOR poh hoo i ‘th s° i fas Je sof aschmitted the'ship must be, down, at | ©
- At-any vate, the signs are more encouraging for j Seas (Out strom, Manila’ went’ the
Shelton, with’ the only distraction in sight the ‘fall
elections, and ‘before: the next Congress meets * in
January to throw another fear over the nation’s in-
\dustry, business should take a new. spurt when-vaca-
tion ends, to carry at least through the rest of, the

me oe Sa © ot
vty ear, .. ede te a 2 7
:

*Wetlocits: 15 ¢
nf deda! a

igs and-by dawn
next day heavy warships were plow:
ing the sea to reach the plane’s last
reported positions, Mor ‘
Finally, in‘ spot where the’ water NOVEMBRE 8—General ele
stood 5,000 fathoms deep, the Meigs fon. fxr? si, ud
struck. a* significant oif Slick that NOVEMBRIt 18—Canvass cf
indicated the Hawaiian Clipper had hci by nn nt yi Clectig
plummeted into’ the sea: Aboard : Serene tert eid
had been, six passengers, nine crew clfisiale ae apenas
members, Major French's fears had Perintendent: ast ‘schools,
hot been in MOUNT PN RSIS yf begins Septemther i iv)
e@Capt. Hans Bertram‘of the Ger- t eg VARY 9,- 1880—Le sla
: ; : ure. Conveness, 3413540) 4c :
man air service became the first ray ekki ak Gaon at, gad
‘person. to circumnavigate -the world |. a —
by commercial plane last week when CPM Can Ry Aen er CLAY ;
he landed in. Borlin after a three- Cloquallaan News Al
Weeks’ absence. : Unnoticed on his | - R T Pi Bhar.
eastward trip until he reached Man- , 2
hattan, Bertram crossed the Atlan-, vuns & ICNICS;
tic as*thirg pilot on GG;

many's tdtae. . - y a > @toge
Pall plane Nordvings 7S ‘Many Get Outsid

id ee

‘

register fore

:: ie oye

5 pF ane

8) UNDESIRED NOTORIETY. "(°°

oes
no-

(eebek: f itp a os
‘Shelton has received more or less undesired
toriety from the Leuch case, the long drawn trial and
conviction, and the later. escape and capture of the

SO Ce,

rr

convicted man after spending three days hangin

, 2vound town and eluding the man dog hunt.’ +, 25h
L . Itis to be ‘hoped that the chapter, so-far’-as Ma-
#son County is concernéd, is‘ended and that Leuch will
ibe taken out of the county and local responsibility as iC
‘soon as possible, that more cost will not be ‘added to Forbign: "P02 68 dis Ck by Blaweite; Mitwely
;'a@ two chapters which have already. occurred. i Piha it ena  Gloquattum, igs ag: ck
; » Although -in this case the man seemed to: make cutee Thoket oer dee ce last week if [Quallum i Plomite >” minded

‘no real effort to get far away, as he might have done, she had’ a second’ war:to fight, Tn. My. and ‘Mray ua. sd

jand must have expected capture sooner or later, the! isctated Manchukuo’ where 75-year: | ed.-Masen

fact that he could be within sight of town for three

‘days, hiding in.the brush; proves the difficulty, of

‘hunting criminals, » : 2.0/3.) ‘

; . rh ae at Sat 7 | much. ado over a: disp
: ’ ‘ ; ~ the village ‘ot Chan

: + But it also proves that the chances for. eventual hostilities occurred July Ilva ot | dinner wes y

getting away and escaping capture in these days are last blos- | a New

huite ‘unlikely, and should be discouraging: for.. the tiers sears tged: wartare: in lars; Esther “Ctuiiningnain'““¢ au
{ bilan ; ‘ pe Fa 77 ree: ‘clashe Blanche. Sheeliy atttended th.

“ommission of crime in the tirst place, and or making three days. As might be expected, | dedicatory 4 ceremony of, ° 2

safe get-a-way and escape from paying the penalty. and Tokyo: claimed | ton's new Postotttice - mull

: — ca. : ca Victory and Moscow Sbged

rf ra Bees Pri. 8 & ese As sent’a “vigs urday . tne it 8 Ths
? i gfe Pt ay 4 a Sa AL Be RP prio rous’ otes Pow ich, 3 an eject |; Mrs, Esther a
|. Leuch Caught **}’ Dunstan Spealks » | 22us'etetest" nich, Japan vega

i ; amilies, enijoye.
% a . Page O >*.(Continued from page 1)‘: {-kuan detachments occupied Russian |?

pt apa est One. : Py Viccrue-ser ce’ CR $a Pa ee territory two and a halt miles deep on. :Cloquallum
cdhounds had. followed a : trail will go into the Junior high: school

{ficers believe waa Leuch’s, }

<<

+1, |. West’ of. Lake
auditorium ‘where Parmalee will : :
Some of the officerg who -toolke

. riday” and Satumtiay yvigi¢
i lecture and show: several | Viet troops fled leaving 80'dead: | Seattie.: Be babyy Sent, Mind fad
give a ' tan : 2 Pe : kn, see
fort in the. chase were unwilling t reels of wild life vilirte Nap-isaen Hi Next day. Moscow answered with Mrs.: Blanche Sheely reriurneg
P helieve Leuch was telling the j one of a moose ‘hunt in Canada airplanes, bo
Fh about his wanderings or

mbing* railways near Wednesday, August. 23, from,

which will be: the- feature at- »Changkufeng. ; Tokyo. claimed ‘five enjoyable vacation,

fice that he was badly confused | traction, x vai ships were downed and Russia diq-}€d vari

f ut where he = a; “¥ -} ‘“ Parmalee Will be ‘in Shelton’ the on best to minimize the :

He admitted ‘going to the ames i ‘ rday from'* 1:30 ‘oO , : :

frew home Monday night’ and Sitter Aiperne ead telat “ - Diy ind tae Gat Stride

#king for food and to 89 IS! Merc. Store with ‘his entire display 3 y orden: Ga

fughter, Lucille, 6, who is being

rept by the Frew’s, but said :when

ie : Tw . &: toridges.s Tos
: f « . | See: those’ bridges ° ig: meally ‘
of equipment open for 4nspection. } fH : :
fused entrance to” the He will make’ free‘ minor ‘repairs Funeral Held For .
was refuse

which! inefd4
ous pointss ‘df Interest.j
incidents, rp a and ' Onregon.’ :

Same, it looked’ like war, at Was. especitnisy Ang

preciate’ them. --- roi fe : ’
6 : ; Tess setae age ‘The teachers’ ‘cottage jks ihein
to. guns brought” in:; by. Shelton- ays :
ftesrer tt Bile hoe | ot ta pve wey pate Go| Belfair Dynamite. sag ai reset,
i¢ and. over §,: fnleket hack | oon without charge,‘ according to * 8 a ia Pa ed tea
Selpalds. cy. ta vee sks ba Advertising Manager Mark Suicide Tuesday cape or eicnickers
rLeuch attempted to “traces his Pickens. ie ky rer fined sin
en colaie pak ee rer Phil at the ‘close of the meeting’ the oe By Mrs: Gladys Irving. .,:. below."-Mpr.”
questioners. ee, ee /enjoyed. another fine

» . ¢ , .
Belfair, Aug. 10. ~ The-furéral | Those present
lunch, consisting of. harburgers, of ; Mr. Culver, who committed
ything ‘about making “a treak potato: salad,’ cake- and coffee in suicide ‘Monday n
Dm. the: jail: until. ‘Sunday ag- where he lived, w
noan : when» Relief Jailer’ Roy
Bniels*came in to.:pick;.up. hig.
akfast .~ dishest ; 1... “y- -Apticed.
jit time that he was very care-
8s, leaving the ° door ‘unlocked
Open. . ‘Then -when ‘he. did: it
2in’ when’ he brought’ my sup-
v1 figured it would be a
me not to take advantage of

ear Bear’ Creek | David; '! Mr.
such abundance. no one went away
BUNS Y Se id ES

he

as held in Brem-
Ky 3

= de Perton Tuesday , of this week.i«:, | M y Anz  baintgen;
SF SRN mcrae tar aoe aa a ‘Harris’ Watson tame: home ‘on| Mrs. A: , Ashley, . ier
eres gy! i eee Friday of ast. week from. Shal- Frank Smith, and). Mr, ‘wae
‘Acquatic Schog - "ton hospital, where he "Wass for | Sheely. “ The _Occasaan Waa < hot
é a few days, after a bad accident | OYing « Mrs; ‘Smith's birthday.
from .Page One ' tie he i ince cs. hed ay De and Mrs,’ Pemey- hiekd, igh
. , - Continued preys in -cutting ‘a, whist. Fo. 0‘ m ‘y Shiek 7
re ac ak ye Mr. and Mrs’ °Al’ Ettiin Fang | turned © from . Seailitie  Thursd
‘Beans’ Daniels, Kelly Nutt Dons | opitaren: and Mr. and. fre Lau- | having spent Severail days look
nd, Boyd Cormier, Jerry i - : the | after: | business: ‘ Interessitg’4
~ } Shietds ‘returned tom Sea ttle
i eye estate

4 en ee 2 | Sunday,; ..: BRCAIAL
who is | Jeanne’ Glenn,’ Dougias. Larson, ! Mr. Allison’ is 108; thes) Bid | yap, anid Mrs?)
‘Pa. tRichard Look,’ Edgar Cole, Roy (list: this. .week,.. ~ i, !
Minh. | Anderson, Don

tad: Mia: Cet’.
: at Pe eT spent-t € evening | Whips
Opalka,. Sam Wife) “Mr- and; Mrs.’ Earl Cooper * of | the Frank: Smith home, =. iy
n, Dorothy Willey, | Séattle are visiting felatives and * Misses -. Dorothy ' . Strope ani; |
e ft Marcella Westeott “caltecs supon:| 4 |
am, Harriett” Smith<" 3. é i. Gladys Hsther .;.Weaver : : ‘Simureday evel |
effinbaugh,, ‘Marion - Anderson, | Harris * moved. into Se shew things et egg y

response’ to Nora Whittingham, “Ar

at tt rn
ela

Wes t
diay?

b Predrag
, ma Stag- | hohe Tuesday evening: The: jit. 4°
secutor - /Doane Brodie, who | ley, * Phyllis \: Noblett,

. ; oe sitet Pe
: . «-. Verne” Hartough’s marveley Wes A!
: Marjorie | tle home is near the Harris home. Aartough, ‘of Chicagoy. its mperidings}
Of tha’ re uccesstul prose. | Trpy. Betty Wright, ) Mariorie | Me home is nea te Alissa Gott [a fow-days vii eee “enroute |.
pa ot-the Lae firstidegree't ot NIMIMMERS «...-:| "| | Harris visited atthe Allisoh home |'toy Seattle and ‘Alea cand: wilh e
: tt Ale “iP Tuosday. cht ied tinea Pr cancaty: eturn’ trip. «| 4
Leunah: explained teen wRntn ela Glenn, Nutt,: ‘Chu’ | Mr.’ ‘and Mrs." Jess. Famming igre Mrs. Amann Nelson’
Welch has not eg a ee Sige ee BOb vo fand Son, Claire,-’'of- Pot Orchard have : held’ almost open : house the
ka officially: by . GAEL die ae! Re er fora. 2 iy fand  Mt--and Mrs. .Glenn, Harris, past week! ' = Thursdiey ‘her’ ‘son:
‘B) ye a naa Mie lee? Arta U. D N (+ 3 A kg Al Visited’ ‘the Irving: home tf Sunday; and wife,‘ Mr and ° Mrsg. ‘Edward
) arrested judgment: made. uby | Aye Ud, 0. SKS .< ft Mri -ana “Mrs. | Harris’ Watson Vine,: ‘motored from Beattie; ac.
} u Mi were, Shelton : visitors Monday,, |
defense at the, conclusion; -of |. “The
trials 6 Ou et nie es.

Fhe, Gance at’ Belfair gym giv-
en by the’ Baseball Club, ‘xvas
grand “time

eee Pole Line Permit
7 et. no’ papers" have’ been pig SGN BLES bear ath
Defense Attorney Chat. “Ol :

Lewis in this ‘Connection, '!¢, . Martin, Commissigner of: Pub-
ugh hig time, dccording |: to lic Lands,;.this week accepted an
We, has not yet expired. Ho “pplication for a* pole. line \
qi eccertain “just. when,’} that the SW% NEW und W's BEY of
Rive is ‘or’ fusé: when; Judge’ Section © 29. <township 21, north;
range 4. west, id ‘over’ the: wy;
*BENe INE, of 8€ction ‘2, township 20
ie ten j north, penne 4 west: in - Mason

ntene County, filed.s by, Public .Litilit
Pe “SE SRADAGA AN Mie. Duraras District Nos by 4

companied. by. Mrs. W. McCdsh,}|:+
a. daughter-.of Mrs. Nelson,” Who}! ga
Spent:. the ‘weekend. Mrs: ine re
t 8.) from: ‘Log Angeles): iF Tay}.
was had by alloyed / ring : On , 2)
“Mr.? and Mrs: “Charles, ‘Tanner # fishing eae, a fern 5
Were : visiting “triendgt in’ Beltait nephew Hy cis 1) niderson: = a
Tuesday ‘evening. They are live | gege, es <3 vith: oy

ing ‘at’ Boodsdamps: 88.0% pik ‘don | anda
; The cutting. tof brush’! ‘on ‘tHe Abderson « aha nee
Old Navy yarg s highway" ‘was
much. apprectated “by ™ residents
along ‘the road... Anyone passin

Ut, now yon vacation,’ would

into! a nee. te. ; ; Sy dyad
‘ : tor nROw iAded Caught.” They anent. the’. aye arr
© MAndatory , death

1 & i returned to Seattle, .Sun

Fe hsheg jena tlanes. onto. the. toad | ands Mire iA ss mentored
y ie Shih ore decd: Mt enn «Ong ert ss a ”

wi?

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. 4°38 Yas
* wh

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Tuesday, August.

“OAY AT TWANOH
sual reunion: of the Hep-
was held at -Twanoh

até
> nding.
nding:

rrom Shelton were Mrs. |

-yer and son, Edwin; Mr.
Roy Rector, Mr. .and
yeuld Chase and : family,
sirs. Orrin Parks, Mrs. |
and. two
1 Goodwin, and two guests,
 Gilum and. Patricia , Wil-
so of Shelton.’ . +5
tof-etown guests were Mrs
Morford, Poulsbo, Mr, and
Jack Brooks, Seattle, Fred
rer and ‘family, * Aberdeen;
str, and: Mss. Wallace John-
Seattle. mire sy ne

fn

ka.

rouge
te

Sate eatite: ie uah aire amen

tHODIST WOMEN |:
HOLD POTLUCK epee
Shelton ‘Methodist — Wo-
organization will, hold a
tluck dinner at the home of
~. Walter Elliott) on Bayshore
adnesday. whey brs .
\iembers.are’.aSked to’ ‘meet
the church. at 12:30 ‘o'clock
: transportation , will be ready.
é ’ > a

fEKEND. VISITORS es a eeyy
40M BRITISH: COLUMBIA: : 53!
Albert Sutton and son Leonard,
ii Miss. E.). Sutton. of -, Pitt
gadows, B..C.,.also James Sut-
a. of’ Vancouver, B.C. spent
®. weekend:, at. ‘the * MacRae
inch leaving. Sunday, for, their
NES." Hit fF hh 2 4k

Albert. ‘Sutton is: the father’ of
4 5..,G,, MacRae... =. 3.)
~° MATRONS

hs

39. TWANOH~: =

Past Matrons oft
eagle Star will ‘hold a 12 o’-
ack potluck Juncheon at Twanoh
) re Park .on., Thursday. .. The
sent: officers of, the’-order are;
Gited ‘to.bé the guests of ..the
ast. Matrons for the, day. **).;/
fAnyone_ wishing transportation
y. the! affair. is asked, to “call
fs; LD, Hack at 1430...
” a “ fe,,7 .

ee tt

“et

pa

spar,

6

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3
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int

4

he

LEATRE GUILD EXECUTIVES ;
KY SEASON'S PROGRAM. <2
Executive -members of the’ Shel-

1 Theatre -Gulld laid plang. for
&heavy winter's -: activities | and
dpmbership ‘drive sat (a, meeting
eid at the. Frenk Bishop. home. on
Attle ‘Skookuny; Bay. Friday. evgn:

$32 “i893

pA. clam bake. and. oyster ‘roast |"

ae highlights, of an. enjoyable
écial evening included in the busi-
ess mecting, a Aa Cae
F Those attending, included. Guild
resident’ and Mrs... Donald. Ple-
fick, Mri and, Mrs. ,Marcus,; Rod-
rv, Miss'- Janet Olson,’ Mr; .and
rs. .Warren Lincoln -and .daugh-
r3, Kay and Barbara, Miss. Jo-
ute .Needham,.:’ Mr. ,Conrad
yar,and Mr. and Mrs. ‘Bishap--

PGR wah fg indy vs
LOTHIERS “ENJOY VISIT’ i)”
OM ; MONTESANO FRIENDS
ti C.”_Harris,: Mrs.» ;Alice:
cl and:Mike Jones drove ‘from
cntesano Monday . to visit) at
be home of Milt “Clothier, |"!
# Mike. Jones, well known:

de : yt to
© early residents ‘of . Shelton

SL REUNION

Sunday, with 30 perr)
spent .the weekend

children; |.

Order of |:

b= EWATIOANS STOP HER

i time residents. of. the:

‘| joying

t
bie +

adie ae)

a

Nei *

(a7 LOCALS?
\ Sout

- WEEKEND VISITOR

Miss Rose. Forquer of Seattle |

in

and Mrs. W.:A. Wit-

er friends. t ‘

f
j
'

with Mr.

siers and oth ‘
FROM SEATILE .

, Miss Ione Doyle of Seatt

a’ weekend visitor in Sheltoa. _

! HERE FOR WEEKEND
Miss. Margaret Allen of: Séat-
tle was a weekend visitor

home of her pafents, Mr.
Mrs.-R. H. Allen and family.
Sunday’ Mr. ‘and Mrs. George
Slater and family of ‘Tacoma also
visited. and. brought. Mrs. - Allen
home after a two-weeks’ , visit in:
Seattle and .Tacoma.: 30% cue) jo!

|

: TO CALIFORNIA | 7))"
Laurence and Allan. Forck ‘of |
Grapeview left, Monday on a trip
to’ California, . A AG Ste tie ae
“VISITING HERE =; }

} Miss. Lorraine Gay. of 7Taco-
macis ‘visiting this’ week at the
Eli. McCufioch home. Mrs, Clar-
ence: Gay and Mr. and Mrs. A.
L.; ‘Bondy ,. were also .,, Sunday’ }
guests: at, the McCulloch -home.’,

“4. \ PARENTS VISITING “0!
Mr...and Mrs. ‘3...M. McKinnoa
of , Ryderwood, spent .the ,. week~
end at the »home of Mr... and
Mrs. : James;. Roush. The: ‘Mer
Kinna’s are: the, parents of Mrs.
Roush. 2% asp igatcue Hye

a OL ill |
ban tile
5 9

43

ek
AEE ) “¥¢

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RETURNS HOME °'.
Mrs, Richard, Schaufler ,and
baby” daughter,’ Roberta Lynn,
left the Shelton hospital today
for their home. at Jorstad.Land-
ing.' “de 5 sen a i i] Sea .. ce
“ PARENTS VISITING HERE ©
Mrs. : Wes. Hunter and Mrs.
George Koch‘ drove to Bremerton
Jast. weekend to meet Mr. and ‘Mrs.
J,, B. Shaffer. of Seattle, whe .will
visit’ the Koch and Hunter homes
for .a.‘few. weeks: » Mr. and Mrs.
Shaffer. are, parents of Mrs, Koch.

“s

|
|

: ae
“Dave, Betz and Phil: Cassidy,.old
Dewatto dis |
trict,/ were. business “visitors;
Shelton... Saturday. Ate Re sabe

MID-WEEK VISIT
b,Mrs.. W.>

George "Mellor |
itors in’ Shel-,
'e© PICKERING VISITORS = “
“\Mr,..and: Mrs, 3-H. ’Nance and |
Mr.:and Mrs. ‘C. \W...Mason: of
‘Hoodsport spent Friday~as guests
of Mr. ‘end Mrs... W, S. Rempel
and family at Pickering.....°¢ >.”

*xIMRS. SHEELY -RETURNS.

Mrs: Blanche Sheely, principal
of the Cloqualium school and the
Journal's. correspondent for that
community, returned to her home
at Cloquallum last week. after, cn-
a gummer's trip to. visit
“in| Southern , California.

bo Ay ORS 3,°%
‘ Mrg.,:George Koc
Hunter: and . Mrs...
were , mid-week ., vis
ton. last week. y

relatives

$d Mason County, now lives, in
fe 0, but has been making = a
‘ it. thig “summer ‘at: the: Harris
>me.. tn “Montesano; While ..in
ipa we looked’ up ‘many,,of his
® Sirs. Abel, widow '
weet Abel, 48 @, Democratic
amiormrinesAisice 8 sas

by AREER ena ot hee
of ‘the ' late
can-
itor

ei
eae! ert

ON BEATTLE OVERNIGHT, ©
‘Mr. vand Mrs, Hugh Clark en
joyed an; overnight visit with rel
atives in’ Seattle saturday.) 5.

‘ HOUSEGUEST: THIS WEEK ©
Miss. Adelle. Ringstrom of .Scat:

tla is # house guest ,of Mr. and

Mrs. ,Bill Dickio. this week. wt

mits URNWEROM SOAP. LAKE

{

“% } courthouse,

‘| othe convjeted. skier, called Police: x.

i Chief Ray:
i
vand began to .spre2

: attracted the attent
* Smith; ¢ Simpsons: Log
| pany’

alarm." Mrs,

tor “quite

|open as 8¢
‘had failed to

Shelton ‘ fotind them in the b
“ever, after hei

the vcase along ‘wit

“ Fi Leuch; isa drack 5

«tin, fro

AN,
vay WOOG: 1 erly +33
ot) 4M Je Edwin Martin”,

|

“your county,

‘Letich.Ma wk.
Pa (Continged; from .
qand y siie,

a page 1)
recognizing
Starwich, who immed-""
unding towns .-{
d ‘the ‘wet,
Mrs., Tucker
ion or George
ging com-
pounsular

ately: notified surro

In’ the meantime,

mploye + in’ the
division, by shouting and
helped’ to» spread the’
“ucker and: Daniels,
were kept  prisoaers. in the . cell ‘**
some . time while . the
the doors: were: ¢ broken
arch, of ‘the courthouse
“reveal ‘the where-
Mrs. Tucker
sement, how-
ng releascd. .. std
dressed only ‘in’ a y
rk pants, ua white
shirt’ 2nd shoes ‘and socks “when
is (escape, = just a, few
“the end of. the
serics ,. be-
axima junior
which Sheritr
“Ark z

Garage
he _aiso

locks 20H:

abouts of the keys. .

Leuch .was
pair of semi-da

$

Leuch can pe easily. recognize! ;
by -his) high. cheekbones /: anu
sunken checks, his narrow fore-.
head,” jutting eycbrows, ‘animal. - *
like’ eyes and dark: complexion, ©
He is just ‘short. of six, feet tall”
and, probably weighs , around 1105,
pounds... He’ is puilt . powerfully
when in: good physical. condition, |,
‘although’ ue appeared recently to ”
nave lost considerable weight. ° ‘
“Law: officers, “of which - there
are about 40 ‘to 50 working (on
h some'*,15u \,
nen, ask! ail Mar
Mason: County residents © £0 ;, bu! }
particularly - utert ‘until Leuch? if.)
apprehended; and report immed- ;,
iately .. anyone:, strange, in.” the
nelgnborhood.. «who >: resclmbés «
Leuch’'s, description... '... 9, ayers
"an. immediate report to either
the. sheriff's otfice, phone 222,/,
or’ the .state’ patrol orfice, phone
333, which is situated’ in’ the city».
hall,“may ‘icad to the apprcehen-..
pion ,of,@ dangerous criminal -for
hot and prob-
ably will. not hesitate ‘to “Kill, to,
escape. , being . taken if: he has
peen ‘able to get hold ofa, gun,
police officers warn, _*;

1,0)

School Heads To \.
Thrash Over New '.
| Financing Plan.

$s “en ont ? bi +
ipireétors of Mason’ County:
school districts arc, directed to
the following: jJetter: received by
County Schoo! Supt. -J/°E, . Mar-
m'Stanley 2. Atwood, state
superintendent, - regarding: an, im-
ing ealled.: by At-

volunteer posser

portant meeti
County. Supt. of Schools.
Shelton, Washington. i
Dear Mr. Martin: So Eagan

A’ conference of ‘school ‘direct-
ars of: the southwestern part of

9, 1938. s.

a.

¥
co

bday os

7 AUG

———

Sn abetted ttt Ood
Me ‘

AR ERT ORI? Tug, single “bed
4g and: mattress. .A.t 8S.
bar, (24 'Cota.- 64-2.

ae OR.TRADE: 6:room

~ Needs bath and plumb-
® Good: location, for” home.
cor write M. J. Thompson,

s. W.. Salmon, ? Portland,
con. « veces: 7

ist

Se aed ~ :
SALE: Apples, pears, plums:
er pound. ., Phone 41F 1. ;

ORES BS-3.

eee Nit ab tp = lt *
een ‘Third © and»; Fourth,
e to center of town.«*Good
jing ‘site or: investment... Ik.
sased: im one “piece, let on
per of: Fourth and }- Frank:
frvine, \'7541-20th .N.* Ee Se

Sha ANE 3p
u ieee 3

a heater, Harry McCon-
, ‘Arcadia Road, : att. 8 2k:

e

¥
BALE -or 'Trade:work- boat
gx B4 it 16 hp. Ne Ss
hy. One’Deck Scow,3X12x. 845
rank’ Chester, prouter © 2°

pon.  GB-3t.

«

ph ga
Paine

TSW GANT Sh TRAE F
SALE. or’ trade ony fhowshl p

er: Brand new six-tube Gen:

FOR SALE .2:)2"]

jre location at Journal: of-:

SALE four lots ,on: Cedar |

can be -includeda'sMrs, *J.*,
hye oat:
(;SALB: |, Lang. ,..range. and f

é Pe:
an

Pies Bee:

Pee

twats

+ ed

6A-2te |

| Motors. car =radio. : Fie By
KON, 1129-12th.?: +2. Jet

r +

Superior Court:
Faskington in tien “

‘5 HEREBY: eG

ters of Administration onl

rato fof ‘EeNa Noble,<decsaseds

. ited “to.,th ‘undersigned .ont
. day Sof’ Jw Ye APss,, sal

fad Fh) , vee “é bar
{HAS | PURTHER. GIVEN
x persons having’ claims
said lestate are ate
thém, \owith? the \
fe agtiee Walid
oe that being ¢he “plac
ped . for the transaction: “0.
inca, sor « the Ve A with
Ree aaser the: da of the
Pecerien ot this, ‘notice,~ te-
ae IX! months. after. 2nd
bith tog ,1938,- and fikeethe
Ase Vn Clerk of this. Gourg
PER eR ee ri Rg
me “wil be: forever bated:
% and day’‘ of) August}

ty oO
ing,‘ 4

the State ;to consider the new plan
for, distribution of State — school
moncy.*will be held in ‘Olympia,. ¢
Monday,; August. 22, at-1 p. m.
Will: you kindly extend this ip¢. |
vitation ‘to all the , directors iu
so. that-a: represent |
ative delegation ,may. be in~ ale |
tendance? +, 4, Feet Sg
<P realize that due to. distance? |
‘and press of , other matters
would be! difficult to have a large }
gathering from cach county ‘but
{ feel it highly desirable .to have
the matter presented to and dis 5
cussed by school people from cv’
ery Section of the state. Will yor
Teqtors

rely ,. vO
vas Yidertaken
gacrifice of tint

“y. belleve, the plan we are
‘sidering can be made int
sound one through the coopera
of, school directors aml
is spon tan + >

, an enelientl

county £: fe

x
wb OS St NOELLE. 3
Mlytraty . Avo a?
ty Wafonoal the Jostate .
it Noble, (ee gt AEN Of
$7, BAY LISY, 7 Sl Ge
try “Adoiinist ratos,
Then iuilding,
Foie ptneton,

omy Oe

‘igh,

g

ie INTENTION TO SELL

oL* BEAL PROPERTY ..
fig AIERERY. GIVEN of
te 1 OF the Musen County
ibe to. sell “the > follow-
‘aa real property, to-w t:
bo if or southeast quar -

STi heast quarter uf Weee 04
a WAehip ZL ON. rage 2 *

A
8S neneary worraen

i, daa


‘
a,

ay ory oe ;
/ lf YL Ans
if Akl Abr 47 a a ae

>. Then Leuch escuped trom, jail tae’
here , Sunday atyening andy i ‘

y ata Treated At_Shel- i enough spawn, to. supply. the need |
enteyed the “case again; this ‘time

it. For Concussion, (forthe fish Dianting programthe md 38
nae gear GAR Fibs, Cuts *.. */ Commission: is” eagaged «in inde $9 tr 2 mémber ‘pf tha “possesiewhd | know: where’<
at - * f ai z . ae é ember 4 E ye :
PRY AAEK, y wTOE Tk. The ete hictesn | tried Gus, ekeabed®stcyor cDear
for a couple of brok~)* “He | said. ‘thé } eyeing: stations was the lone member of. the jury’
s aight braia “concus-; are -being: situated ‘ fathler . and which ; convicted =Leuch who2en-
uuple peuises and) farther back into the woods and tered the .-gearch« for’: the fugi-
eisg given Bert Sheri-| higher areas in order’ to get out tive as a posseman. a A
npta, at Shelton Gen-jof reach ‘of fishermen, whom he | With jonly scattered hours of
, rab yesterday and to- chided gently for sometimes takrt een snatcned here -and .there,
ra gesult of a sisling acci-| ing tish, fromthe traps, at. the Deer worked ‘almost continuous-
Sawtooth Range} stationg when, they: Aappened ly while’Leuch was at large and
Ren BBO ORE... *5 ey way hi he was *among, the, first posse-
1 BS iy raptod that’ he: hopes : ‘to es~}men who entered. . the Seipold
tablish an: eyeing station in’ this house» in the Beverly~ Heights
County,; .cometine -. within the district | qesterday. morning . to
Wi ble agdlade coalers ere }apprehend the fugitive slayer af-
, ar. Dunstan ‘said be also. hoped [ter his two days and ‘three nights
to. have severa! smal: damg con’ i gf “treedom.? 6 te ‘flint hee Me

Sete i can | or

as he switched to a stream: sum SHER EE THANKS a
ALL Wiit0 HELPED © |
IN LEUCH SEARCH

vey he has ‘been’ making sere
said
‘Splendid’ Cooperation ‘Given By

for, the past Yew. days.’ He 3 d
he. has’ been cxamining paiticu.-
, All. Law Enforcement Agen-
‘6 vg cies Jur ‘Search vse itt

He \ told “Shertft, Gerald ig
too, that he stood for so

on the corner ‘of},:Foemrth @
Birch streets Monday ‘weight
the advisability of givimg. hire
up, t .

wel
ne

ae, Suffered From Colld :
“Tt was so. cold“I coulda’t wi

at night and.I didn’t: know whe

to. get.food or ‘inore clothes,” h

{he
to Flapjack Lakes’
area, yesterday. : art

was climbing “with © his
+, George,’ When’ he -lost
ag on a rugged pinnacle
, and shpped some 800 feet
rae slope. ‘ ‘tang
eye did a yoeman’s: job, of
° bis badly. injured broth-
+ mile and a half or «more
to tne Flapjack Lake shel-
“sen ran clear to Staircase
caoa CCC boys for.’ : aid.
“was taken out’ by the CCC
and rushed ta’ Sheiton*hos-

said, ’ LLG te ‘
Leuch’s ‘capture: after .@mer’ 160
hours of ‘freedom’. canne wat ten§
o'clock Wednesday morning-after
he had apparently~ slipped mire
acuously ~ through:: a eprele « *0
possemen a ‘couple: of,: times du
ing the. previous -night. Eee.
He’, told officers: «he “cravatint
under. the . porch’ of ,the \Seipotd
home. as.a clock’ in. the © house *¥
“Struck . five’ yesterday’ morning...”
Mrs... Seipold is .a cousim_afMrs.
Leuch, for whose ‘death —Leuch
was convitited three weeks ago.
and recommended “to ° mang, ‘go>
the... Seipolds, fearing. Leuch
might have some. sort of wenge-
ance planned, on them, haswen’t.;
been staying at. home: aiince ‘his
escape. Sunday : evening. pes Ft
--They came ‘home ©; Werdimesday 4)
morning: between 9:30 .avnd 9:45, AW
they told» police, “with Broceries >
in the car. Mr? Seipold’ went in-
to the house first with am <wm-

arly ‘the Maso) juaice GulleL: and
Isabella‘ Laie “situation, :
He admitted ha probably ¢iash.
ed with & good many Sportsmen
‘and perhaps | other ,members. oi:
his’.own .;dapartmént when ne
would not ‘recommend removing |
too much‘of ‘the log jam block- P
ing the Mason Lake ‘outlet... He hie : tg pnd Tae ars a
said his’ idea would be to re-| . Hardly’ able to personally ex-
move only a certain part ‘of the!tend his appreciation to all. who
worst .sections .of the jam but helped in’. the Leuch ."man-hunt
would leave -plenty-of cover for which ended yesterday,” Sheriff
the fish. He said he believes the Gerald’ Byrne asked.’ the “Journal : h
stream would afford.a clear, run|today ‘to : express -his sincere load to find Leuch: at ‘the«bacle s
from salt. water-to ‘the ‘Jake thanks“for the excellent coopera- , door. + "He asked for, fama - and ‘
with only afew logs removed.” |tion given his office’ in tracking | Clothing and ‘Seipold imumediately \
sins ; : : : - '..45, acquiesced, he’said, told Bueuch‘to >.
.2.. To: Recommend Action: ,.....{|down' the’ escaped, slayer. jieoe ; : .
b™ 4 On the Isabella Lake situation|’ “Such splendid .and willing -co-{Wait a minute,,that he thad more

ve KUNNERS. PLAN *) ©"
uuAY—Sofrtbaill,-6 p.m
-noers of the Mt, Lincoln
Runners are planning - a
p to the Lake Lena
3 week. ‘The overnight
Saturday. will be * spent at
‘r Lena in the,;shelters, .then
climb to Upper. Uena, made
ne interested in’ making
p is asked to contaet Miss
Vail at 362 to make ‘ar-
ments for transportation: -

ee

34s

tp ay

85

Jil Filings Two °
‘Days Past For:
Precinct Posts

dhe said he saw more trout moon groceries in the car’and 4 woulc
ed up behind the. beaver’. dams
in’ the. slough ‘at. the upper end
of. the lake than he-has. seen ‘in
a long time'and he'said he wouid
recommend to the state commis-
sion that something. be’ ‘done
about it hoy es pty

operation makes» one realize “he
isn’t alone, in an emergency,” the
sheriff commented.) #4.i }.°:>

..The , city police force . turned
out with .all available men, even
added several’ extra men. to its
regular statf to aid in the’ search,

{the state.patrol. assigned a large

number of men to the case, a

bring: them in, toosi 4) esis ae

He hurried out to, the ear‘agdin
and found Mrs. .Seipold ‘hadn't: he
come in, s6‘quickly: appraised ‘Her #4

of Leuch's ‘presence and _ {told he

to go to.- néighbars’; amd inot
police,» She. went to’ the gh
of » Oscar Stullick next ~%

Before disposing’ of ‘the stream
subject he, said he. found “during
surprising that tie only dec-} his ‘survey’ .that.. Mason County
tions of candidacies of - the| sims to have more than its share
t two days were for _ precinct} of'raccoon. '‘ yuk gs {Pret
@itee positions. garee Air. Dunstan also touched ‘upon
ne such’ filings’ have .been!the subject of fish tagging which
. as follows: — the commission. has been. doing
vile O'Dell, Demoeratic, Miller} the past couple of years to learn
i a * atta. about the. movements -but . par-
ticularly the’'age at.‘ which the
fish become the best spawn pro-
ducers. He said ‘the ‘ program
has been quite successful in giv-
ing the commission.the informa-
tion it’ desires,» +4. +4, :
As \the....meeting’: drew. to7a
close - last night,-’ George . Sisley
made a motion, which was passed
unanimously, » that. the: Hood
Canal Sportsmen ask ‘the : game
{commission to: open the. . Haina
Hama yiver’ fromthe mouth’ to
the lower falls ‘for’ steelhead fish-
ing «this comingy season... !

Something To’ Consider ,

‘ith ine tiling. deadline Sat-

ay drawing mighty close’ it Stullick jumped in, his, car),

dashed. downtown: to. the «ity,-hall
and: a posse was quickly~ assem-.
bled. a to ug

great..number: of: local: men. voi-
unteered to serve as! possemen, }
the neighboring Kitsap and Thurs-
ton county, sheriff' staffs loaned
every man they could’ spare, Kit-
sap county including: its blood-
hound, and the Monroe Reforma-
o ‘of its. blood-
bounds hes er i “es, {a meal’ for Leuch.., He teiid “oftt
Chief William Cole of the'‘state| cers . that Leuch “seemed “ito “be
patrol personally came here ‘tg Worried about the -wherealmauts of”
help. supervise the search, too.| Mrs. Seipold and: the’ pewsibili
' -“f would like to have ail the | that. she would come* haune.: § ;
boys around here who volunteered ; Pvld told him, ‘he said, that ; she
to serve on posses: come into the} WS at,a neighbor's ‘howne ‘ Cans
Sffice so I can speak to them|ning pickles and ™’Leuch, asked
personally,” Sheriff Bryne said.|him it he could. go ower.| 4and-
“I'd like tq talk to them each in-; make some ‘excuse, for. ber, not
dividually and ‘try, to récompense; Coming. home. | Seipold- leit gthe 9
them. in. some way ° for .- their | house ‘ostensibly. to do. that ‘and. - cs
work and time.” i « A ,was just . ‘returning when". the ;
8g des | first’ officers'-began to ‘aurive, Bere
.. Lt. was’ composed; of ‘men  réepi' tg
resenting the ‘sheriff's *6ffins, \the!*%
state patrol and. the ‘city police
force, as well as some, wolunteer,
Possemene af HWA Ge one Se nb
- Leuch made no-resistamce, cam® °,
out of a bedroom, with ‘lkis arma, &
in the air and remarked, “Bim. alt 9

.

Prepared Leuch Met * 2"!
In the meantime Seipold wet’:
back into the,house with’ the re- ‘S*
maining groceries * and. Lahey

(9)

Harcus Dediaan, .~ Democratic,
op.
es
ih 24h Elsi hee be
. W. Henderson, : Demodratie,

i , t a
Sykes, Republican, Shelton

awrie B.- Hill, Democratic,
lton.. No: 5.56) 48h ya,
- Len ~Smith,;.: Democratic,
oe. 4 ee oe ni 4 f
W., McCann;
No. 4:

, Democra-
.. Willey, Democratic, Shel:
6. x ..4 . a

Rafat
get ee OF. of
.

‘ ‘

SHERIFF TO CLAMP DOWN::':
{ON CONDUCT OF JAIL apn EP

As the aftermath of the “Leuch
‘ oan ..| jail break, stringent. regulations

Then '@arl Stark, director . . of will govern. visiting hours and
District’ } for the game commis: | supervision of the Mason County
sion (in ¢which this ¢ounty lies) jail, Sheriff Gerald” Byrne an-
suggested that the organization nounced today... “ate tic Me
think ‘seriously ‘over. a resolution Visiting -hours will ‘be’ on “Tues:

Yenter,

port. 4 : ” ? +b
tlarations, of candidacy ‘wil*
‘ecepted up until. noon. Sat-
* Auditor Harry Deyette an-

‘d this afternoon after be-
isformed of the law by Prose-
* Deane Brodie. - The office

Demou. atic,

“Tt will close at” its regue

“? hour on Saturday ce this!

which will bé presented to .the
Washington “Sportsmens’ . Council
and to ba later placed before-.the
legislature that this state retain
titie to all game ‘animals ' in th¢

day afternoons .only. hereafter, he

said, and the conduct :and hand. :

ling .of prisoners will be" sicict. |
“ Discharge.of Roy Daniels, extra
man .who worked,.Sundays* and

through, boys.’), He ‘appeared req. 3
lieved that ,his flight Re!’
officers sald. i ggs o%

In ‘tracing his*movements gindé
escaping +f ri
évening ‘ Leuch’s ”’ ’

Olympus Monument. He said a
precedent .for such action, hag
been set in ather; states. Zo
Formation of ‘a Junior Organ-
ization as a Subsidiary- body .. to
the. parcnt.. association . wag ‘au-
| thorized at. the, meeting’ and «
,, committee consisting of-R,~ B.
ag Johnson, chairman, Grisdale Cross
; by, secretary, and George Sisley,
papers, Gene. Putnam and O. °K; Linscott
originator of, “8S siven the go signal’in mak-
Zeau idea and, (28 the organization up. j
te A Pirvelie’s, overheard, ‘Plans for’ the ° appearance - of
ro oe *sotser if he had» Claude Parmelee, famous Michi-
uae cia ie the morning pea-{8an° marksman .and _hig- game
bs  tredg bte rami. hunter, in. Shelton August 22 un-
UR Per Ration began!der the “auspices of the Sports-
hag wrens tolay hes) mens’ Association were announc-
* OF weer the world ed as complete and without chang-
‘ae team $10,000 4 cs (r9m details already publicized.
aad mage-| Parmatice, actlag ag a traveling
Stele’'s will,agent for tho Winchester 3funi-
ane *triversary! tion company, will) give a’dem.
THT ing force of ore oastration of marksmanship. on
Gee vy ® teal ride Loap Fictd, at 7:30 ia ‘the . eve.
% vp himat River, sing, tueg ‘he -aad the
: ‘ fs { S% 4 * a . }

e * P a | : « - 4 é ‘ 7 <
ee eth we gee, ye er ; 416 0% apse ¥ Ke], iy

: HL ins if

holidays’ as: relidr,’ was. also © in-
dicated in the. changes,’ +. tg which
es Sa: Ving! 2 Twere used to trail‘him and: ILeuch i
DEPUTIES ASKED TO 5S expressed a rather poor. ‘opinion
RETURN ; BADGES, GUNS __..” «| of the ‘dogs. yah Be Bot ea oy
‘ Sheriff Geraid Byrne. is asking .He said he heard’ the “dagss fiols.
all ‘special. deputies. who worked lowing his. trail. several, ttimes, ©
on' the. Leuch search to report !that he. didn’t run from: tiem, or
in ta:him or Deputy ‘Art. Byrne; try, to cover up his trail, ~" Fast”
returning their badges and- guns|lay where I was and, waited for .
and turning in ,their hours. ‘them to come and get . nw but

‘Many .of the deputies, weary| they never did," he said. :
from : loss ‘of sleep, may not -be |” . Tells Of Wanderines | ¥
contacted personally by the sher-| ''yyz¢ said he walked. down: Pine
iff for several days so he ‘makes street upon ‘leaving the «

a)

; courts. |...

this request through the Journal’s h Pm: ‘hy
columns for return of the pane | uous? and then @ half. mile dom

: the Bayshore road before getting.“
and * badges." He- also )publicly | yp inte the woods. He said he ay
opmbogte in the same. fashion all spent Sunday, night near the water
those ~! who cooperated in theltank ‘on Capitol Hill, (Monday
manhunt ‘in any way, ot % | and Tuesday nights-in a‘ thicket

: near the .. Seipold \ home. He

claimed not to have, gone as far

as Bayshore nor .crossed the. Navi
rows, nor up the Felfroad tracks +
tqward Dayton}: Iq. both ‘places 4
“8s Continued Gn “Page Four y
a gt ge vy + uy

;

4

REAU |

“54h about the Chinese:Ja-
Hap ,
miles

ar

aad

C-pping Bureau was.
1558 with two)

ee ee eit aia

BABY SON TUESDAY 3,
‘Mr. and Mrs. Louis Hylton of
Route. Gne . became * tha parents
of “a baby Son at Shelton hospi-
(owe , tal) Tuesday.” a> bd

it Ae sit

">, £? at .
RAL : with es ‘~ ty es. -

iN x twee bs Sy
?¢, - SY reer * ) ;
A TS WS adtah dle OR, Oe

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ine Shelton Independent;

PES i dal itd cn A PRUE AS

a}

{ Z
whet Anal

,

Lae. sues

git Mees
sB E Ate ats

as Ray, August.11,.1938.

* “+

ied Y > Te®

2 OFFICT AL FCOUNTY AND CITT PACE

———

E Naw Married 5
ae en Voters
Register Again.

~.ciRegistration for the primary
Slection -of September 13, will
Flose August 27th, and with the .
coming of the bl-annaul elec-
‘tions it is well to make sure
‘ot proper registration, This
jdoes. not concern those who
shave already permanently
fregistered and voted at last «
‘election, and. have not changed |
their precinct location, or, in
‘the case of women, their status’
jn meantime. 3,.4
>. Women whoa have ‘Sines
their names’ by marriage dur- _
jing, the past two yeurs should -
wisit the registration officer
‘and have-their names’ proper-
By corrected on. the books by

‘August 27th or they, will lose

itheir vote. There ;: are, . also
‘many who have not yet per-
‘manently registered and they »
»should do this in time. i

CLil NBER HURT IN.
TALL IN OLYMPICS; .
SAVED BY BROTHER

Gijropia Youth Treated At » Shel-
, ton Fig -s-0o0 For prc yang
es ~ Broken Ribs, Cuts } ei
‘a tf x
H Treatment, for a’ couple of broké
én ‘rivs, a slight brain concus-
gion and multiple. bruises and
uts was being given Bert Sheri-
so of Olympia, at Shelton. Gen-
tral. hospital yesterday’ and .to-
ay, the result of a skiing acci-
@ent.- on. ‘the Sawtooth Range
g@bove the Flapjack. ,Lakes ski
owl ‘area, ‘ yesterday... ..*:%
Pcit: was climbing with “his
‘lost

i

tere

+ oye

brother, George, > when. he,

s footing on a rugged pinnacle
1d fell and slipped some 300 Feet
Oo"

wn the slope.

acking. his ‘badly; injured! broth-
r the mile and ‘a half or /‘more
own to the Flapjack Lake. shel-’
er, then ran clear ‘to. Staircase.

fecking did a ‘yoeman’s’ job’ of

o summon CCC boysfor’ ‘aid,
tert was taken’-ouf, by: the,.CCC
roup -and rushed’ to Shreltorr nosé
ital. AUR bee : Pipa
be catury Stee ate at :
WGE "RUNNERS PLAN | 3
"RIDAY—Softball,.6.,p. mM...’
“Members of thé Mt. Lincoln
idgé ‘Runners: are planning, a
Jeekend trip to the Lake Lena
histrict. this’. week. “The overnight
top’ Saturday, will be spent at
ower Lena in the ishelters,. then
he’ climb to : Upper} Hepa. made
unday. 3"
‘ Anyone lo AR i+: making

Arka for fei cena
jl Filings Two

Days. ‘Past For»
Precinct Posts

bl ane -ftiling. deadline Sat- |:

rday drawing .mighty ,close it
(as surprising that the only dec-
arations’ of candidaciea of, ‘the
ast two days were for , Srerinct
Ommgttee positions. *..',°
Nine: » such“ en have. “been
made, as; fqllows:*: ;
:' Lyle. O'Dell, Democratic,’ Miller,
precinct.” fers
» Marcus Dedman; / Democratic,
Batsop, “9% nt isd ¢ ; 995 0074 }
Reg. Syken, Republican, Shelton
wn! fe
Ke, W. “tgaderson,' Democratic,
Allyn. ree
Lawrie .B Hills

i ‘Democratic,
& “Lone Nov

GANE VETERAN

TALKS: BRFOR
SPORTS, GROUP

Bilt ‘weustan? tells. or: i btreates

Surveying, Eyeing Stations,
“”) Hatchings; Feed, Fea-
bbs iture Te “so ote

William Dunstan: one of ’ the
few real veterans of» the. State
Game :Commission with his 28
years of service with "that or-
ganization; ---talked to members
and guests who attended . the
August ‘meeting of the Hood Can-
al, Sportsmens’ Association. * at

tstreah

night, at -Hoodsport.

He explained some of the phases
of his: work, which has been
partic cularly accentuated on
stream . surveying.: He has
surveyinz. He’ '‘has
worked a, great’ deal at the ‘com-
mission’s eycing~ stations, (where
spawn .ig taken, from. fish cap-
tivated temporarily in fish traps.

He: said the commission | haz
had excelient success in its hatch-
ings from spawn, taken, at these
eyeing stations, but he predicted
the time -is approaching when
sportsmen may have .to sacriftce
some of their pet jakes-in order
for the ‘commission to‘ secure
enough spawn to supply the need
for the fish planting program the
commission »is engaged; in now,
st .\Fishermen Chided “°C -,’

“He said the. eyeing’. stations
are “being situated father and
farther back into, the woods and
higher areas in: order to get out

of reach of fishermen, whom he};

chided gently for sometimes tak-
ing tish .from ‘the oT at the
stations, when ; they , happened
upon :one.:

He’ said dhat: he} tidpes * to es-
tablish’ an eyeing’ scation. in this
county. sometime | within. the
reasonably near. future. »: - aan

Mr. Dunstan said he: also: hoped
to have several small dams con-
structed attross; some of the
smaller streams’ in/Mason ,County
as he switched to a stream sur;
vey he has*‘been making’ sere
for the, past .tew. days, . He “said
he. has been ‘oxsraining petticur-
arly ‘they Magan ale: Cutler “atid
Isabella Lake Bituation, ., _

"He admitted ne probably “ciast
ed with &@ good,many sportsmen
and perhaps ..other,» members oi
his. gwa department when he
would “noti fecommend . removing
too.much of -the log jam block-
ing the Mason,.Lake outlet... He
said his ,idea “would be to re-
move only “a.,certain part of the
worst sections of the jam but
would leave plenty of ‘cover for
the fish. He said he believes the
stream would: afford a clear run
from salt. water: to the lake
with only a few logs removed.

',. To Recommend Action

On the Isabella Lake situation
"he said he saw more trout back-
ed up behind the beaver ‘dams
in the slough at the upper end
of the lake “than he has seen in
a long time and he said he wouid
recommend to the state commis-
sion that something. be done
about it. ~

Before disposing of the stream
subject, he said he found ‘during
his surve, that Mason County
| s42ms to have more than its share
Sof raccoon,’ "*

Mr. Dunstan’ ‘alao touched ‘upon’
the subject of fish tagging which
the .commissfon has been. doing
the past couple of years to learn
about the »movements but par-
ticularly the age at ~ which the
fish become the hest spawn pro-
ducers, He said the program
has been quite successful in giv-
ing the commission the informa-
tion it desires, *

As the meeting drew. to a
close last .night,, George Sisley

made i nation “which waa nasaad

go “yt

Saye Afte

T. D. Deer Suaves
As Posseman and
Juror In Tragedy:

- To T. D. Deer’ the ‘criminal,
story © of. Bernhard Leuch’s ac-
tions in. Mason County are like
averse committed’ to memory.- |
; Deer. was: one . of the twelve!
jurors. who sat through ‘ten swel-!
tering, days while- testimony in|
| the Leuch first. degree murder |
trial’ was given by a long list of'}
witnesses called:to the stand by
both the prosecutioa ;; Sade the |
defense. MN Stat

He was’ one of: the seven men }
and: five ‘women who Som poeest
that jury: who found Leuch guilty |
of murder in’ the first ‘degree for
slaying hig’ wife,
seven ;children, and, who ;recomi-|
mended ‘that Leuch pay ¢he death
penalty - (hanging: . in this state)
for his‘ crime.'+

Then Leuch escaped from: jail
here’ Sunday evening: and ‘Deer
entered the case again, this time
as ‘a. member of the’ posses who
trailed the. escaped: slayer, Deer
was the lone member ot the jury
which convicted Leuch who .en-
tered the search. for:.the fugi-
tive as a posseman. "

With only scattered hours. of
sleep snatched here and there,
Deer worked almost -continuous-
ly ‘while Leuch was at. large and
he ‘was ‘among the. first posse-
men who ‘entered . the . Seipold
house in %.the .Beverly Heights
district "yesterday morning . to
apprehend the fugitive slayer af-
te, his two days and ‘three nights
| of “freedom.” ~

‘SHERIFF THANKS
“ALL WHO HELPED:
“IN LEUCH SEARCH

‘Splendid - Cooperation , Given? By
All Law: Enforcement Agen- H
cies In ‘Search re

\

-.;

Hardly: able to, personally * "ex-
tend his appreciations.to all! who
helped in “the -Leuch “man-hunt
which ended yesterday,’ Sheriff
Gerald “Byrme asked. the . Journal
today to express - his -sincere |
thanks“for the excellent coopera ,
tion given his office in: tracking |
down the escaped slayer. mo

“Such spléndid and willing co-
operation makes one. realize he
isn’t alone in an emergency,.’ the
sheriff commented.

The city -police force turned
out with all available men, even
added several extra men to its‘
regular staff to aid in the search,
the state patrol assigned a large
number ot men to'the case, a
great ‘number’ of. local; men _voi-
unteered to serve: as possemen,
the neighboring Kitsap and Thurs-
ton county, sheriff.staffs loaned
every man they could‘ spare, Kit-
sap county ‘including its blood-
hound, and the Monroe Reforma-
tory loaned. _two of its blood-
hounds. {

Chief William Cole of the ‘state |
patrol ‘personally came. here to
help supervise the search,
<I, would like to have ail the|
boys &round here who volunteered |
to serve on posses come into the
@ffice go I can speak to them
personally,' Shéritf Bryne. said,
I'd like to talk: to them each ine

mother of his. oq

too. | Mrs

euch Depar ted On
Spur Of Moment He;

r Capture!

"Fugitive. “Wife- ausvert gioco A
Without Struggle At Bever-: x1
ly, Heights Home Of - +.”
: Relatives Wed. in
Was. pian ‘the?
“search was over: and he was bick*¥
in his cell, -Bernhard, Leuch; con-.$
victed ’ . wife-slaver,. . told - police. ;
officers - after. his “apprehension
yesterday, morning» that’ ~ fled
the “Mason County. jail’ ‘ the
impuise- of + the Lah wot eee
; spurred “him «to take advantii 1Bes
of a‘ golden opportunity. +4
Leuch . was - captured without)
trouble, , unarmed; hungry, weary,
cold and'‘at a loss where to move
next, at‘the -home: of .Mrs\and
Mrs. Hugo. Seipold: at. McKinley
and Stevens streets in-the Bever-
ly . Heights ; addition - Wednesday)
morning “at: ten ‘o’elock after: Mn.
and Mrs., Seipold. had cleverly ‘de-
tained him until otficers ae
Ayite ide »
““T “had ‘absolutely: no -plan. * ily
mind when I: walked out: of; my?
cell door. arid locked «the jailer
in,” ‘he admitted, and. most.. of
the time while I was wandering’
around: in the “woods I didn’t
know ‘where: Iwas.’ be
He: told. Sheriff Gerald ‘Byrne,
too,: that he. stood for some. time}
on the - corner ‘of: Fourth‘ and
Birch streets ° Monday” weighing
the advisability of etving. himself

Suffered, From “Cold . *

“Tt was sa..cold I ‘couldn't sleep
at night and:I didn’t know _wher
to get food: or4more’, RK oe a
said, ; %

Leucli's” capture afters ower
hours of+ “freedom” came_ at tén
c’clock Wednesday*morning® :
he had -:apparently* slipped mits

through <a > cirele, os)

"Adralteing he*

1% §3 193"

ing“ the previous night, #:;,

‘He’ _told officers. “he ©
‘under. the,, porch«of' the ' Seips!
Jhome. as, a lock’ “ing the’. ythou Cs
struck, five .yesterday”’ morning?
Mrs. ‘Séipold "isiaicousip Stak Mrs.
Leuch, for- whose death. 'Leuc
was convitted’ three tsweeks “aga
and recommended >to ‘hang, -36
the Seipolds, \, fearing =dLeuc
might have':some ‘sort of wenges
ance «planned: on. ‘them,.. haven’€
been staying jat. home : bis
escape Sunday evening. ey:

They }came home .Wedne
morning between? 9:30 Sand '' 9245,
they told -police,;: with / récetled
in the car. Mrp Setpolé went: inns
to the ‘house first, with: @n‘-arot-§
load te find Leuch at. the=back~:
door.;'He asked for,’ food". and!
clothing and ‘ Seipold immediately *
acquiesced, he said, told Leuch to}
wait. a minute,; that. he had more}
groceries in the car and < would,
bring them’ in, ‘too.

He hurried out to. the car again
and found Mrs. Seipold. hadn't
come.in, so quickly appraised her™
of Leuch’s presence and _told her
to go to neighhors and notify
police, » She went .to the » home
of -Oscar Stullick next door,
Stullick jumped. in his car: and?
dashed downtown to the city hall
and a posse~ was quickly, assem
bled: -, pea

aS Sareea

é Prepared” ‘Leach ‘Meal
,In the meantime: Seipeld went
back into,the,house with the re-
maining: .groceries,,and prepared
a meal. for, Leuch., He “told offi-
cers. that ;Leuch beemed ‘to’ ‘he,
worried about the whereabouts of
Seipold’ and the possibilit,
that’ she would, come Hame. Se
pold. told him, he said; that she
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had missed him. He thanked the Lord!

But he could still walk. He got up
just in time to see the car bearing
down on him. Through the windshield
he glimpsed the face of the fiendish
youth. Then the gunman swung the
automobile directly at the salesman.

The fender of the car struck Null
and he went down. A few seconds
later he raised himself to his hands
and knees. Once again the blond
youth drove the car at him.

With every ounce of strength he
could summon, Null lunged forward.
He went head over heels into the
ditch. The killer had missed this
time and he sped away toward
Centralia.

Null crawled and staggered along
the highway for more than a mile
until at last he came to the farm
home of Ed Dillon, whose wife he
aroused with his cries for help, the
husband being absent from home.

It was Mrs. Dillon who called Cen-
tralia’s Chief of Police, Milton Jas-
tram, and Sheriff James Compton of
Chehalis. An ambulance was im-
mediately sent for the wounded
salesman.

Sheriff Compton’s men carefully
searched the terrain at the scene of
the shooting while Jastram, an old
friend of Null, talked -with the
wounded man in the hospital.

By police radio and station KELA
in Chehalis-Centralia, the news of
the kidnaping and shooting of Charles
Null was broadcast. The news soon
reached Chief John Blaker before ten
o’clock that same evening; he had
been at his home reading the evening
paper and luckily had been tuned in
on the Lewis county station which
carried the first reports of the crime.

“That’s a lot like the Avent hold-
up,” mused Blaker. “Maybe he has
repeated sooner than I thought he
would.”

Chief Blaker got Chief Jastram on
the telephone at the Centralia Hos-
pital.

“What kind of a gun was Null shot
with?” asked Blaker.

“A .22 revolver,” answered Jastram.

“Well, I guess that let’s him out
of the Avent job,” replied Blaker,

“disconsolately. “Our murderer used

a .32. But that description on the air
certainly is close, considering what
little we had here to go on. Any line
on who it is?”

“Not a thing,” replied Jastram. “By
the way, what did your man say to
Avent when he held him up?”

“He told Avent to ‘Take it easy, fel-
low,’” replied the Vancouver chief
and Jastram almost dropped the

one.

“Well, don’t be too sure this isn’t
your man, John,” said Jastram, “for
that is exactly the words he used
up here. In both cases he was wait-
ing in the car for his man to get in.
He used the same words when he
stuck the gun on them. He is right
for coloring and size. The only dif-
ference is the caliber of the gun
used. Wouldn’t he naturally get rid
of a gun after he had murdered some-
one with it?”

“Yd think so,” admitted Blaker. “If

you get him give me a ring right’ *

away.” Jastram promised he would
do that.

HAT interested Jastram most in
this miniature crime wave was
the theft of a .22-caliber revolver from
the residence of Joe Hoover. This
had occurred on the night of Sep-

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CRIME DETECTIVE

tember 14, just one day after Jack
Avent had been murdered. To the
Centralia chief the pattern seemed
clearer the more he thought of it.
If the lad who kidnaped Null was the
same person who killed Avent, and
had thrown away the murder gun,
then the lad had lost no time in get-
ting another.

Jastram went further and checked
his theory. He learned that the
bullet taken from Null’s body had
come from the same type of ammuni-
tion as had been stolen from Hoover’s
house. By daylight he was able to
prove almost to a dead certainty that
the robber of Hoover’s house was the
kidnaper. of Null.

It all came about through the find-
ing of the gun used against Null.
Percy Ramsauer, a hunter, stumbled
across the shining weapon in the
weeds not far from where Null had
been shot. He brought the .22 to the
police station and it was found to be
the Hoover gun.

Meantime, as Null lay critically
wounded in the hospital early on
Sunday morning, hundreds of Cen-
tralians who were friends of the very
popular man, wracked their brains to
recall if they had ever seen the blond
youth.

One of them, Bob Miller, sought
out Chief Jastram.

“What kind of a gun was Null shot
with?” Miller asked the chief.

“A .22 revolver, Bob,” replied the
chief. “Why? Something on your
mind?”

“Well, I saw a young guy who an-
swers the description you broadcast.
I saw him Saturday afternoon. and he
was carrying a .22 revolver. He’s been
going about with my sister quite a bit.
He was to take her to a dance at
nine o’clock last night and it was
after ten when he showed up. But
he’s such an inoffensive little guy.
He said he had the gun for protection
as he was in the habit of taking long
walks.”

“Know where he, lives?” asked
Jastram.

“Down by the tracks,” answered
Miller. “He lives in a big house that
sets in a block all by itself. It’s painted
white. That’s all my sister could tell
me. She was only by the place once.”

“What’s his name?” continued Jas-
tram, jotting down notes.

“Just Louie,” said Miller.  “That’s
the only name he ever gave us.”

“Thanks, Bob,” replied Jastram.
“Just keep this to yourself. It may or
may not be important.”

To all purposes this seemed just
another clue to run down. But the
chief knew he had to follow it
through. He sent two of his patrolmen
out to locate such a house as Miller
had described and to learn who lived
there.

The patrolman reported half an
hour later that they had located what
they believed was the house. One of
them was familiar with the occupants.

“That’s where Howard Phelps
lives,” said Officer Rucker. “He’s an
ex-convict out of Missouri State
Penitentiary arid has been reporting
. here to have his parole papers signed.”

Chief Jastram remembered _ this
22-year-old lad, but he didn’t fit the
‘description of the kidnaper. Never-
theless, he decided to take decisive
action. He got ten men, including
Sheriff James Compton and his dep-
uties. The officers took cover around
the house and _ Sheriff Compton
knocked on the door.

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‘the thug, “and I meant - ‘Stanley MacDonald, an-

it. There is’ nothing — other ballistics expert,

that makes me so mad spotted murder weapon,
as to have people dis-

obey me. When I say. =

do it, I mean do it, and that goes for you, girlie, and
don’t forget it.” i

There was no doubt about the implication of the
youth’s words as he leered at the neat form of the girl
he had captured. Now he forced her to get back in
the car as he picked up her companion’s clothes and
threw them into the rear seat.

The thug kept his right hand on the wheel while in
the other he clutched the gun. Once Miss Mcllvain tried
to escape by jumping from the car, only to be jerked
back. When they drove on the thug became more
friendly.

“Why don’t you cuddle a bit, kid?” he said. “I’m not
poison.” .

He pulled the girl toward him with a rough em-
brace as he stopped the car in a secluded spot along
the highway; Miss MclIlvain couldn’t stand it any
longer.

“Shoot me, you filthy cad!” she screamed. “But I'l die
before I’ll give in to you. You ought to be ashamed
of yourself. I’m in love with that boy you left back
there in the road. Why don’t you get a girl of your
own?”

“That’s a laugh,” the youth sneered. “I have a dif-
ferent girl every day. That’s my trouble—women.
That’s why I always need money.”

“How much money do you need?” instantly asked
the girl, the thought flashing into her mind that she
might ransom herself in this way.

“How much can you get?” countered the thug.

“I work in a restaurant,” replied Miss Mcllvain. “I
could probably borrow $5 from the cook. I don’t make
much.”’

“Five-dollar ransom,” laughed the gunman. “That’s
a kick. But why not? I can get several girls for that
much dough. Okay, kid,
but if you make a false
move I'll plug you right GIANT—_.
through the window.” in height, Jack Avent was

Following the girl’s not afraid of any person,
directions the thug least of all his murderer,

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CRIME DETECTIVE

east of Vancouver. “He has a lot of:

other things at his house which he
got in the robbery here; he has a
radio and a lot of ammunition and a
camera.”

Chief Blaker quit kidding; the
youth was naming articles which the
chief knew had been stolen recently.
He cautioned the boy against saying
anything about what he had yeported,
then called Sheriff Leland Morrow
and asked him to arrest Johnny Pat-
terson.

Deputy William Yates found
Johnny Patterson near his home at
Fisher’s Landing; in the barn he lo-
cated most of the loot from the Van-
couver robbery and among this was
a .32 caliber revolver.

Yates started to town with his
prisoner who seemed very gentle.
But at a particularly handy spot,
where brush bordered the road, the
lad suddenly leaped from the car and
escaped. Chagrined, the deputy went
on to town and reported to Sheriff
Morrow.

“But I’ve got his gun,” said Yates,
and immediately it was dispatched to
the Portland police for a ballistics
examination.

“Not the gun that was used in the
Avent murder,” said ballistics expert
Stanley MacDonald of the _ sheriff’s
office in Portland after exhaustive
tests. ‘

By the time September 20 had ar-
rived, Chief Blaker had to admit he
had no clue of any kind that offered
the slightest hope of finding the killer
of Avent. .

“We'll just have to wait until he
does it again,” said Blaker. “And I’ll
bet a cookie he does.”

Was Blaker on the right track?

_Did he have a proper slant on the

motive and the murderer? Was rob-
bery the motive, or had the chief
overlooked a clue somewhere in the
affairs of the murdered man and the
girl whom he had escorted home?
Only time could answer these puz-
zling questions and time passed
swiftly.

a the night of September 21,
Charles Null, a salesman for an
automobile concern, called a cheery
good-bye to friends in the quiet home
along a tree-bordered street in the
residential section of the city of Cen-
tralia some seventy miles north of
Vancouver.

Null had just seated himself at
the wheel of his Chevrolet sedan
when he felt an object pressed against

the back of his head, and a sharp

voice said:
“Take it easy, fellow, or Ill drill
ou.”
Null sat rigid, waiting for the gun-
man’s next move. He held his breath
as the gunman told him to drive up
the Little Hannaford Valley. The
salesman immediately knew that
his captor was acquainted with the
County, for the road to the Valley
was no main traveled highway.

For five miles the gunman kept the

revolver pressed against Null’s head.
Then the gunman ordered him to
stop.

“Get out,” the thug said. “And keep

our hands in the air.”

Null now studied the gunman close-
ly. He was but a slender, blond lad,
not more than 22 years old.

There was an air of professionalism
about him, Null thought, as his captor
went swiftly through his pockets. He
wasn’t much worried about being
robbed for he had only $3 on him.
But he was totally unprepared for
the crashing blow that descended
upon his skull. Yet. he didn’t faint.

“Cheap skate,” snarled the youth

,as blood streamed down Null’s face.
“Get goin’.”
.. The young thug poked the gun into
the salesman’s ribs and Null started
down the highway, but before he had
taken a dozen steps he heard the
sharp crack of the gun and his hat
went spinning from his head.

Null started to run but a second
shot struck him in the back and he
went to his knees; he knew he was
badly wounded.

Three more times Null heard the
crack of the gun; three times he
uttered a prayer that all the shots

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BEATEN—— drove to the restaurant
over the head by @ rob- where she worked. She
ber, shot in the stomach— got out and went inside.
Charles Null clung to life. Shortly she came back
and: the thug beckoned
her to get into the car again. This was something for
which she had not bargained. But, menaced with the
gun, there was nothing else she could do.

Two hours later she got home. She told Taylor and
the officers who questioned her then that the thug did
not molest her. She said she gave him the money and
he got out of the car near the freight yards. Then she

drove home.

I? was at the sheriff’s office next day that both Taylor
and Miss MclIlvain reported the use of the phrase,
“Take it easy,” which they claimed the thug had re-
peated over at least three times during the course of
their captivity. Taylor led the officers to the spot on
the highway where the shots had been fired at his feet
when he refused to take off his trousers. One .32-
caliber revolver bullet was dug from the dirt.

There were two good clues: The .32 bullet and the
phrase. “Take it easy, fellow.’ To which could be
added the description of the blond gunman. He was
five feet, five inches tall, blue eyes, slight of build and
his hair was combed back from his forehead.

The two clues completely tied in the murder of Jack

Avent with the kidnaping, for the bullet recoverd

from his body proved to be of 32 caliber. By ballistic

comparison it was established that this bullet was from

the same gun that fired the bullets into the earth at

James Taylor’s feet.

“We've got something here, men,” said Chief Blaker,

when he had compared notes with Bodia. “It doesn’t
help us much in finding the killer but it puts us on the
right trail. This punk gets around quite a bit and is
evidently pulling a lot of stickups. We want to check
every holdup that occurs on the Coast and one of these
fine days we'll catch up with him.”

“Watch for a stickup where the guy uses the phrase,
‘Take it easy, fellow,’” was the word which now was
given to men in police headquarters up and down the
Pacific Coast and as far east as the Rocky Mountains.
Then came what seemed the break! Portland police
took into custody two youths, one of them armed with
a .32 revolver, who had been identified as having stuck
up a service station on the same night that Avent was
killed. One was Raymond Miller. He was 20 years old
and his home was in Portland. The other was Alvin
Viban. He was a soldier stationed in the regular-army
barracks in Vancouver not ten blocks from where
Avent had been killed. Both admitted their participa-
tion in the service-station holdup but denied any
knowledge of the murder.

“Check the gun,” ordered Captain of Detectives John
Keegan of Portland. This was done, but it was not the
gun that had been used in the Avent murder.

Two days after this a slim kid came into Vancouver

police headquarters, and after glancing timidly about

he asked ‘to see Chief Blaker.

“What can I do for you, sonny?” asked the chief.

“IT know a boy named Johnny Patterson who has a

32 revolver that he stole from a house in town here,”

said the lad. ‘He fits the description I read in the paper

of that boy who killed Mr. Avent.”

“Junior G-Man?” asked the Chief.

The lad got red in the face, but he stuck to his guns.

“You will find him out

at Fischer’s Landing,”

from the room in which said the boy, mentioning
the criminal lived was 2 Place thirteen miles
evidence against him. (Continued on page 106)

31

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“We'll stick around anyway while
you talk to Null,” the Vancouver men
said.. “Never can tell.” P

“Right,” said Chief Jastram. “Let’s

in,’

“How did all this happen, Charley?”
he asked the wounded man.

“It wasn’t long after midnight,” the
weakened Null began. “I had bought
a pack of cigaretes on my way home
and was walking toward my car when
a man came up behind me and stuck
a gun in my back. He must have been
hiding in the alley between two build-
ings on that street. It was quite dark,
incidentally.

“He ordered me to hand over my
money, and I started to run. He shot
—and that’s all I remember.”

“Were you able to get a look at
him?”

“Yes, In spite df the darkness, I

saw him quite clearly. I turned my

head when I felt the gun and saw him
face to face. He was short, slender,
weighed, I should judge, about 130
pounds, and talked out of the side of
his mouth.”

“Can you think of anything else he
said, Charley?”

“Well, nothing of importance. He
did say, ‘Take it easy!’ once.”

The Vancouver officers stiffened
and exchanged significant glances.
They withdrew quickly, and the Chief,
after a word of cheer to the gunman’s
victim, followed them.

“What is it?” he asked. “What did
you learn?”

“That ‘take it easy’ remark,” Ru-
zicka said. “The man who killed Avent
down in Vancouver used it.”

“It’s certainly worth working on,”
Chief Jastram nodded. “That’s a com-
mon prison expression, and the fellow
who shot Charley Null talked out of
the side of his mouth. Most likely an
ex-convict. We’ve got only four of
them in Centralia, and we usually
know where to find them. I take it
you fellows will be staying here a
while?”

“Try to run us out of town,” Mor-
row grinned, and the three sped back
to headquarters.

The roundup of the ex-convicts
started at once. The first and second
interview accounted satisfactorily for
their whereabouts.

They were quickly cleared of con-
nection with either shooting. The
third “ex” they saw was but recently
out of Missouri State Penitentiary. He

‘was living in Centralia with his .

brother, a respected resident of the
town. This ex-corivict appeared a
trifle nervous, which was not exactly
unusual under the ¢ircumstances, but
he stoutly denied knowledge of the
Avent and Null cases.

‘Ym going straight,” he insisted.
“Yd be a sap to try anything: funny.
I’ve learned my lesson. No, sir, no
more ‘stir’ for me!”

However, there was that in his
demeanor that was amiss. Perhaps he
was denying a bit too vehemently.

“Maybe you're telling the trut a

Chief Jastram said. “We'll do a bit of -

checking just to make sure. First,

we'll have a look at your room over
at your brother’s house.”

The fellow paled but said nothing.
In his room, the officers went me-
thodically through a closet, then
pulled a trunk out to the center of
the floor. The ex-convict at this
started to shake as if with ague, and
the hearts of Ruzicka and Morrow

bfore he became the
subject of a polite hunt.

who had been watching him intently,
leaped with anticipation.

Was their long, tortuous, heart-
breaking trail, so fraught with defeat,
at last to end in triumph?

Here in this small room in the mod-
est:Centralia dwelling was being en-
acted drama. Stark, real-life drama
of a depth never attained in the his-
trionic world.

Breaths labored fast in that little
room as Chief Jastram, on his knees,
dug into the trunk. Suddenly, his rov-
ing hand encountered a metallic ob-
ject, and he came sharply erect,
clutching it.

It was a .22 caliber revolver!

“And where did you say you were
last night?” the Chief asked, speaking
with slow deliberation.

“That’s not mine! It’s not mine! It’s
not!”

The words poured like a torrent
from the thoroughly frightened ex-
convict, and he collapsed beside his

ed.
“You'll talk, now,” Jastram said. “I
want to know everything. Let’s have

it—fast. I might tell you that you an-
swer perfectly Charley Null’s descrip-
tion of the man who shot him. And if
you did shoot him, you’re probably
wanted for murder, too, down in Van-
couver.”

“God, no!” came the terrified an-
swer. It was almost a shriek. “No!
That gun belongs to Arlie, a fellow I
knew in the pen in Missouri. He’s
been staying here with me on and off.
Arlie Lewis is his name. He pulled
out this morning, early, without say-
ing where he was going.”

“Arlie Lewis,” said Jastram thought-
fully. “I think I’ve got a pickup order
on him. Didn’t he escape from the
Missouri Penitentiary?”

“J don’t know anything about that
—I swear I don’t!”

“You're right, Chief,’ came from
Ruzicka. “We’ve got a pickup order
on an Arlie Lewis, too. He’s an es-
caped convict out of Missouri. His
‘reader’ says he was doing a long rob-
bery stretch back there.”

“Well, my lad,” the Chief said,
turning again to the former convict,
“you'll be coming back to stay with
us for a bit, I reckon.”

Along the streets of the bustling
little city of Newberg, Oregon, some
25 miles out of Portland, walked one
sunny morning shortly after the Null
shooting, a shabby but cleanly dressed
man, about 30 years of age. It was ob-
vious he was a transient—probably
had hitched an auto ride to get to the
town. The stranger made his way to
a print shop operated by young Frank
Brooks and asked for a job.

“Sorry, chum,” smiled Brooks. “As

you see, this is my slow season. But
Vll buy you a meal if you’re hun-
gry.” .
“Ym hungry, all right,” said ‘the
stranger, “but I’m not bumming a
meal. I’ll be glad to work for one,
however.”

“Good enough,” Brooks returned.
“Let’s go.”

They passed out the shop and
turned toward a restaurant.

“Say,” said the stranger, “I hadn't
noticed. Your shop is right next door
to the police station.”

Brooks nodded matter-of-factly. But
in the short space of their acquain-
tance Brooks discovered he had taken-
a liking to this quiet, soft-spoken
stranger. “You can work with me to-
day,” the young printer offered.
“Then, if you like, you can bunk with
me tonight. I can rig up ‘a spare cot
in my room. Tomorrow, we'll see if
we can’t find you a job somewhere in
town.”

Up in Centralia the police were
keeping wires hot in the hunt for
Arlie Lewis. They were certain it was
he who had shot Charley Null, who
was not yet completely out of dan-
ger but was expected to recover. Fin-
gerprints taken from the .22 revolver
checked with those on the “reader”
sent out by the Missouri authorities,
for one thing. Then, the bullet ex-
tracted from Null’s back had been
fired by the same gun, ballistics tests
had proved.

Page 43


Why did the phantom assassin Ile in walt for Jack Avent
when he left the Pau! Apartments, above, to go to the

rear of the building where’ his car was parked, right?

“Better start at the beginning and
give me all the details,” Reguse sug-
gested softly.

The girl dabbed her eyes with a
handkerchief. Her shoulders trembled
from stifled sobs. She cleared her
throat determinedly and began.

“Jack and I got home a few minutes
before midnight. We talked a short
time and then he said he had to be
going. He lives with his mother in
Portland and he never stays out late
because it worries her.

“He said good night and left. A very
few minutes later Eleanor Wasson and
Wilba Nichols came in with LeRoy
Johnson. The girls share my _ apart-
ment, and LeRoy goes. with Eleanor.
They said they had passed Jack in the
lobby.

“Just as we sat down we heard a
shot. It sounded as if it came from
the back of the building, so we ran to
the bedroom window and looked out.
There was Jack staggering toward the
sidewalk. No one else was in sight.
We ran downstairs and heard Jack say
something about someone trying to
hold him up. And that’s about all.”

Before he questioned the others,
Reguse sent Patrolman Barney to call
Headquarters and order a broadcast to
all cars to pick up all suspicious char-
acters and hold all suspects carrying
guns. If a stickup artist had committed
the crime it was possible he might be
stopped trying to flee town.

The two other girls and LeRoy

Johnson readily confirmed Billie’s
story.
No witnesses were found in the

building and after dispatching detec-
tive squads to comb the neighborhood
for persons who might have seen the
killer, Captain Reguse and his patrol-
men looked over the scene of the
shooting.

Carefully they examined Avent’s car.
But nowhere in or about it could they
find powder burns or traces of blood.
They combed the area around the ve-
hicle carefully. They could find noth-

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ing, not even the ejected shell of the
bullet which struck Avent.

“This thing doesn’t look like a stick-
up to me. Looks more like a love
triangle of some kind,” Reguse said.
“Let’s go talk to the girl again.”

“There was nothing like that,” Billie
said when questioned about a possible
love motive. “Jack and I had a lot
of dates but it was nothing serious.
And I haven’t gone out with anyone
else for months.”

“Did he ever mention having trouble
with anyone?” Reguse asked.

She-shook her head, said, “No. He's
awfully good-natured and never gets
mad.”

S Sgenveee at Headquarters Reguse re-
ported his sparse findings to Chief
Blaker. :

“Did the prowl cars pick up any sus-
pects?” the Captain asked.

“Not a one.”

Captain Reguse telephoned St. Jo-
seph’s Hospital and learned that the
bullet had been extracted from Avent’s
back, near the spiné. The superin-
tendent informed the Captain that the
wounded man was very weak and
could not be questioned.

Later that morning the Captain and
Chief Blaker @ntered the hospital and
conferred with the physician in charge.

“The young fellow is in a bad way,”
the doctor said. “The bullet ranged
down from his chest through his liver
and glanced off a rib. He hasn’t been
conscious more than a few minutes at
a time. I doubt whether he can pull
through.”

“We'd like to stay here on the chance
that he can tell us more about the
shooting,” the Chief said. “And, by
the way, Doctor, I’d better take the
bullet. It might be our only clew.”

The physician handed him the pellet
and remarked: “Well, it might be a
long wait, Chief, but you’re welcome
to stay.”

For hours the officers sat silently
beside the bed where the wounded

youth lay. Finally he seemed to be
coming out of his coma.

“Jack,” Blaker said softly, “can you
tell us what happened?”

Avent seemed to be in great pain
and could hardly whisper. “Tried to
rob me,” he finally muttered. “I start-
ed to run... he shot me.”

“What did he say to you?” the Chief
asked.

“Said ... ‘take it easy.’”

Before more questions could be
asked the youth passed out again. The
officials hovered by for another hour,
but finally gave up and returned to
Headquarters.

That day the Vancouver police, as-
sisted by deputies from the Clark
County Sheriff’s office, worked fever-
ishly to gain a lead—some little clew
on which they could work.

Avent’s car was thoroughly dusted
for finger-prints, but only valueless
smudges were found.

Residents of the apartment house
again were quizzed, but from the maze
of fact and supposition nothing worth
while was uncovered.

Tips poured into Headquarters by
the score and each was carefully
checked until discarded as useless.

Chief of Police John Blaker:
He pulled a fast one that paid off

On their second visit to the hospital
Reguse and his Chief were told that
Avent just had died.

Now it was homicide.

But was it possible to capture a
killer with so little to go on? There
were no witnesses to the shooting. No
person had seen the slayer except
Avent and he was dead. That meant
plenty of hard work for every man
on the force if the gunman was to be
run down.

Chief Blaker called in Patrolman
Clyde Ruzicka and announced grimly:
“Clyde, I’m assigning you to the Avent
murder. I’ve arranged for Deputy
Sheriff Pat Morrow to work with you.
I know there isn’t much to go on, but

you fellows stay with it until it’s
cracked,”
Ruzicka and Morrow carefully

studied all the reports made by the
officers who had done the preliminary
investigating. Finally the Deputy said:

“Almost anything might’ve hap-
pened, Clyde. Avent could have shot
himself. Maybe he and his friend
quarreled. Perhaps he was shot from
the apartment. Or maybe he was held
up. We’d better check these theories so
we know what we’re looking for.”


Came Saturday, September 28th—
and with it Lewis’ doom. He had left
a good deal of nondescript clothes

' with the Centralia ex-convict, and the

officers had watched the house
closely, quite sure he’d make an ef-
fort to regain them. He did. By mail.
And the officers intercepted the let-
ter! -

“Contact me at the Gower Plumb-
ing Shop in Newberg, Oregon,” Lewis
had written his former penitentiary
mate. “I’ve got a job there and will
be needing my clothes.” The letter
was signed “A”,

Sergeants William Genn and Ralph
Grenfell of the Oregon State Police
drove up to the Gower Plumbing
shop in Newberg that Saturday after-
noon.

“We're looking for that new man
you hired,” they told William Gower
Jr., the proprietor, .

“Hey, back there!” called Gower,
and the transient of a few days back
appeared from behind a pile of
plumbing supplies. He came forward
calmly enough until one of the offi-
cers, in a lightning-like’ movement,

-clamped handcuffs on his wrists.

“What’s all this about?” he de-
manded. “A gag of some kind?”

Gower looked on in amazement and
made as if to intercede.

“Gower,” said Sergeant Genn, “this
fellow is wanted for murder, among
other things. Fits the description per-
fectly!”

“You’re crazy!” the man wearing
the handcuffs protested.

“You're Arlie Lewis,” Sergeant
Grenfell retorted, and with that the
officers bundled him into their car
and drove to Oregon State Police
Headquarters near Portland, there to
await the arrival of the Washington
officers,

“You could have knocked me over
with a feather,” Gower said later.
“Me, too,” said Brooks, who had ob-
tained the -job for Lewis with the
plumber. “Gosh—and to think I slept
with that guy all one night—and he

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state “Bridge at.
Portland, Oregon, over which offi-
doom

worked with me right next door to
the police station, too!”

For it was Lewis, and he had con-
fessed, finally.

He was brazen at first, brazen and
loud—the crook at bay; this time a

crook guilty of murder. He admitted '

the Null shooting quickly. Almost too
quickly. Of the Avent murder he in-
sisted he knew nothing. He wanted
to get back to Centralia to “take the
rap” for the Null case, he said. “Let’s
get it over with. I’m guilty. But not
of that murder. I don’t know what
you’re talking about.”

But his stories didn’t check. The
night Avent was shot he was hopping
a freight somewhere in nothwestern
Washington, he maintained. '

The relentless grilling kept on, and
time after time Lewis crossed himself
up. It was now Tuesday, and Lewis
had been in custody four days. .

“Why don’t you come clean?” Chief
Blaker of Vancouver demanded. “We
know you did it. You’re guilty as
hell!”

“I tell you I didn’t,” Lewis retorted.
“Anyway, you can’t find the gun used
on Avent—I mean—er—where is the
gun?”

And now the officers were surer
than ever he was guilty. Lewis, in-
deed, had paled, realizing that he’d
framed his question carelessly.

Chief Blaker decided to take a rash
chance with this difficult customer, If
he failed—well, it had already been
decided to charge him with the mur-
der, anyway.

“Lewis,” said the Chief, “we found
that gun, that .32 caliber automatic,
exactly where you hid it. We found
it in a rubbish pile out at Vancouver
Barracks, and your fingerprints are
all over it.”

It was a random shot, but a
straighter, truer shot never found its
target! .

Lewis’ breath came in a long, hiss-
ing sigh.

“That’s right,” he said in a voice
so low it was bately audible. “Well,

ou’ve got me. I shot Avent and Null

oth. I had to shoot Avent because I .

was sute he saw me, just as Null saw
me later. Avent turned:toward me as
he ducked out of his car to run, and
I let him have it!”

“At last,” smiled the Chief to him-
self, vastly relieved, “That explains
the chest wound and definitely clears

those kids in the Bowring apart-.

ment.”

Lewis talked readily now, anxious
to get it all off his chest. In addition
to the Avent and Null shootings, he
admitted holding up a Seattle couple
in their automobile. In this case, he
took away the man’s trousers, then
chased him into the underbrush with
a volley of bullets, none of which took

’ effect. He got the man’s watch and

five dollars in the escapade.

Some 30 minutes after Lewis’ con-
fession, Ruzicka and Morrow recov-
ered the gun from the Vancouver
Barracks rubbish heap.

Eighteen days, then, after the Avent
shooting, the slayer was enmeshed;
hopelessly entangled and sunk. The
way had seemed long to the inde-
fatigable Ruzicka and Morrow, but in
reality they had recorded one of the
fastest closures of a murder case in
all Vancouver's police history.

As this is written, Charley Null is
well on the road to recovery.

And Arlie Lewis waits only the for-
mality of Judge Charles Hall’s pro-
nouncement of the death senténce.
Lewis has been tried for the murder,
Washington law making a trial man-
datory in a murder case regardless of
a confession.

He was tried, and the jury returned
a verdict of guilty without recom-
mendation, which means there is no
course left to the presiding jurist
other than a sentence to death by
hanging.

Friday the 13th was indeed unlucky
in this instance—unlucky for innocent
Jack Avent, but unlucky, too, for the
barbaric killer who snuffed out the
young, vibrant life.

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saying “good.

Captain Barry Reguse spun
around.

“Did he say anything?”

Chief of Police John Blaker shook
his head.

“Not another word.”

Reguse stared glumly out the win-
dow.

“So now we’re looking for a killer,”
he said. “And not one lead to go on—
unless we count the thirty-two slug
that killed him.”

“Our best clew is three words—‘take
it easy,’ The words the areal spoke
before he Ared the fatal ahot,” Chief

/ A i kid's dead.”

Of Fici4. DsTecrivE Sawes-

Blaker said. “They may not seem like
much now but I have an idea they’ll
pay off later.”

“It'll take more than that to break
this one with its jinx of Friday the
Thirteenth.”

Chief Blaker didn’t smile. He knew
that Reguse placed no credence in
curses or signs, and he readily under-
stood his companion’s low spirits.

For it was nearly three days since
handsome, young: Jack Avent had
been shot down after taking his girl
home from a date. As yet the police
had no suspects, no definite leads.

The report of the shooting reached

By Larry Warren

Special Investigator for

OFFICIAL DETECTIVE STORIES

“We
cover a lot of ground but we al-
waya come baok to the same place”

Patrolman Clyde Ruzicka:.

the Vancouver, Washington, Police
Headquarters in the early morning
hours of Friday, September 13, 1940.

Avent had staggered from behind
the Paul Apartments at Twelfth and
C Streets, his clothes bloody from a
bullet wound in his chest. By the time
Captain Reguse, Patrolmen Reuben
Barney and John Mercer arrived the
semi-conscious youth was being ex-
amined by a doctor.

The physician said Avent was in
critical condition and needed an imme-
diate operation. An ambulance rushed
him to St. Joseph’s Hospital.

UT of the confusion of stories and

theories related by those at the Paul
Apartments, Reguse found only one
fact which all agreed upon—that Avent
had mumbled a few words about being
shot when he tried to run from a
bandit.

That was before Reguse questioned
pretty Billie Bowring.

She said that Tae had brought her
home from a date and just had gone
to the rear of the apartment building
to wet hin car when he wan schol

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66

“That's it,” said the girl. “Now that
I’ve seen it I-am certain it is the place
Louie went into.”

Returning quickly to headquarters the
men reported what had happened. After
a short conference it was decided to take
ten men and surround the house. Squad
cars sped silently to the place. ‘Under
cover of the night the men crept upon
the white cottage, surrounding it from all
sides.

As Sheriff Compton knocked on the
door a light simultaneously flashed on in
a room upstairs. Someone had evidently
been expecting callers. When the door
opened, a middle-aged man stood framed
in the glare from the interior of the place.

“What can I do for you?”

“I’m the sheriff,” answered Compton.
“We would like to talk with you.”

“Come right in,” invited the man.

“This is Chief Jastram and Sergeants
Moody and Boehler of the state patrol.
I’m Sheriff Jim Compton,” said the leader
of the party. “We are looking for a lad
named Louie. Do you know him?”

"Pak older man and a youth who had
just come down the stairs, partially
dressed, exchanged glances. This new
arrival was introduced as Howard Phelps.

“We had a friend staying here whose
last name was Lewis,” said the older man.
“But he isn’t here now.”

“When did he leave?” asked Compton.

“Last night. He came here from Mis-
souri, where we all used to live, about a
month ago and he lit out from here some-
time after midnight. That's all I know
about him. Maybe Howard can tell you
some more?”

“All I know is that he lammed out of
here last night,” sullenly offered Howard
Phelps, casting a none too friendly glance
at his brother. ‘“‘What’s the beef?”

“Kidnaping, robbery and probably mur-
der, is all,” snapped Sheriff Compton, “If
you know anything you had better start
talking. First we want to know if Lewis
had a twenty-two caliber revolver.”

“He might have had,” answered How-
ard Phelps. ‘He had a rod. I’m not sure
what caliber it was.”

The underworld phrases “beef,”
‘lammed out” and “rod,” were not lost
upon the officers. “You’ve done time,”
accused Sergt. Moody.

“Yeah, I did time, all right, but I’m a
square guy now,” said Phelps. “You cop-
pers can’t pin anything on me.”

“Then start talking and talk fast,” said
Sheriff Compton. “Did you do time with
Lewis? What is his full name?”

“Arley Lewis,” answered Phelps, more
civilly. “We did a jolt together in Mis-
souri state pen. I got out in July and he
made it in, August and followed me here.”

“What about a thirty-two caliber re-
volver?” asked Moody. “Didn’t either
you or Lewis have one?”

“T don’t know nothing about any guns,”
said Phelps, who was, himself, only in the
late twenties. “And I’m not talking any
more.”

“Okay, boys, search the house,” or-
dered Sheriff Compton, who had come
amply armed with a search warrant.

The men who came in to assist were all
familiar with what had been taken in the
burglary. In about 15 minutes they had
picked up a box which had some car-
tridges in it like those taken on the night
of Sept. 14.and like those used in the
shooting of Null. The search diligently
continued. Finally the officers began tap-
ping the walls.

“Something hollow here,” called out
Jastram as he began prying at a loose
board in a shed-like addition to the rear
of the cottage. All the officers gathered
around. The board came free, disclosing
a clever cache. Between the walls they
found two rifles, a radio and other ar-
ticles which had been stolen in the Cen-
tralia burglary. Unquestionably either
Howard Phelps or Arley Lewis, or both,
had been in on this burglary when the
.22 was taken with which Null had been
shot. Only Lewis, however, fitted the
description of the kidnaper.

Howard Phelps was promptly taken
to the Centralia jail and held incommuni-
cado.

Now transpired one of the finest pieces
of cooperation on the part of officers, the
press and radio that the Northwest has
ever witnessed. Everyone worked in close
harmony. Not one word about the fact
that the Avent-Null case was breaking
was given out to the public in any way.
Sergt. Moody returned to Olympia and
by teletype, short wave radio and bulle-
tins put the police of the Coast on the
trail of Arley Lewis.

Among others to whom Sergt. Moody
made personal calls and gave special de-
tails about what had been uncovered was
Capt. Vayne Gurdane of the Oregon state
police, just. south of Portland.

“We think this lad will write back to
Phelps to find out how hot things are
here, if we don’t let him know he is
wanted,” said Moody. “But I have a
hunch he went south and I just wanted
you to be on hand for quick action if |
call you.”

“We'll stand by night and day,” said
Gurdane.

Now the officers settled down ner-

‘vously to watch and wait, having left in-

structions to deliver Howard Phelps’ mail
to the jail. Day after.day passed with no
results. Would the trap work? Was their
hunch right? Then, Saturday morning, a
week after the kidnaping of Null, a letter
came from Phelps from a “Richard
Clemons,” Newberg, Ore. The officers
stood by silently while the prisoner
opened the letter.

“The sap,” sneered Phelps, as he flung
the letter into Jastram’s hands. “How can
you help a guy like that?”

The letter was from Arley Lewis, be-
yond a doubt. There was nothing incrim-
inating in it save a between-the-lines
query as to whether or not everything
was okay in Centralia.

Lewis, as the officers had hoped, had
been lulled into a feeling of false security
because no hue and cry had been raised
while he was being sought. The climax
came swiftly and quietly. Half an hour
after receipt of the letter Oregon state
police walked into a little shop in New-
berg and took the astonished Lewis into
custody. The youth quickly regained his
composure, and waived extradition.

Sheriff Compton, Chief Jastram and
Sergt. Moody started immediately for the
Oregon town. On the way back Lewis
calmly admitted he had kidnaped Null
and the couple in Seattle, Told about the
finding of the cache in the Phelps home
he admitted the Centralia burglary. He
said he was ready to take his medicine
and go to the penitentiary.

“Aren’t you just a bit too anxious to
get this over with?” asked Chief Jastram.

“Tsn’t there one other job you'd like to
tell us about?” queried Sheriff Compton.

“Would you like to stop‘a while in
Vancouver?” asked Sergt. Moody.

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from beneath the bed was a beady-eyed’

man, training two automatic pistols on
the flashlight.

Maher leaped to his feet and jumped
into the middle of the bed. He realized
that the man under the bed would have
dificulty bringing his guns to bear in
that position.

“Drop those guns, or I'll blast you!"
snapped the federal man.

There was a moment’s silence, then
two pistols clattered across the floor.
Maher located the light switch and an
unshaved young man soon stood blinking
owlishly at him.

At headquarters the prisoner said his
name was James Thomas and that he did
not know anything about the killing in
Bloomington, Maher took his finger-
prints. They matched the ones that had
been found on the salesman’s car.

When the government man faced the
bandit with this ironclad proof the man
shrugged but continued to deny the
murder of the deputy sheriff.

Sheriff Swearingen and Deputy Sarver

came from Bloomington the next day and’

assisted Maher in his questioning of the
surly thug. After an intensive grilling,
he slumped in his chair and blurted: “Well
I guess my goose is cooked anyway, so I
might as well get you guys off my neck.
I bumped that guy in Bloomington all
right. And my name is Kelch Irwin, not
Davis or Thomas.”

Irwin confessed that he was on parole
from Menard where he had been serving
a sentence for armed robbery. He said
that the robber gang had been organized
there. He also had served a term in the
St. Louis, Mo., workhouse.

Returned to Bloomington, the slayer
was indicted and Judge Chalmer C.
Taylor set his trial for April 15. A few
days before the trial was to begin Sheriff
Swearingen received a tip that Irwin
meant to advance the defense that

-Vonsar had been slain by another officer

by mistake. The sheriff quickly sent the
guns of all men who had been in the raid
on the rooming house to Col. Calvin
Goddard’s crime laboratory in Chicago.
The sheriff also sent the bullet that had
been taken from Vonsar's body, as well
as the slugs taken from the body of
Joseph Gliatta.

Col. Goddard’s report showed con-
clusively that Kelch Irwin had shot
Vonsar, and that the gun used by Jules
Hopkins had ended Gliatta’s life.

When Irwin came to trial he battled
desperately to escape the electric chair.
The jury was out two hours and 15
minutes. They decided that he was
guilty but asked the court to show the
murderer mercy. Judge Taylor sen-
tenced Irwin to 99 years in prison.

On June 8, Jules Hopkins pleaded
guilty to first degree murder in the court
of Judge Claude N. Saum in Kankakee.
He was quickly sentenced to serve 99
years,

Harry Roley faced Judge Saum and a
jury on June 24. Like Irwin, he fought
hard to beat the rap. He failed to fool
the jury, however, and was also sentenced
to 99 years. r

Eugene Malson managed to convince
authorities in Joliet that he had had noth-
ing to do with the killer gang. He was
allowed to plead guilty to burglary and
received a 2-year sentence.

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early Sunday morning.

“A young man whom I know only as
‘Louie’ has been paying a lot of atten-
tion to my sister in the past three weeks,
and I was at her house yesterday -after-
noon when he came in. She had a little
washing she wanted to do but found she
was out of soap. This ‘Louie’ spoke up
and said, ‘I’ll get it for you. I need the
exercise.’ He didn’t have on a coat and I
could see both his hip pockets. When he
came back I noticed that he had a re-
volver on his right hip. I asked him how
he happened to be packing a gun and he
said, ‘I’m just going out for a long walk
and I like to be protected.’ The gun was
small. I’d say it was a twenty-two.

“He made a date to take my sister to a
dance that night. He was to call for her
a little after nine o’clock but he didn’t
arrive until almost ten-thirty. I didn’t
like the setup and told my sister so. I
warned her he might not be on the square
so instead of going to the dance at. such
a late hour they just went down town and
bummed around for an hour or so and
came back home. She said he had only a
few dollars. He left before midnight.”

“Where does he live?” asked Jastram.

“That’s the rub,” replied the youth.
“Neither I nor my sister knows where
he lives.”

“You come in here this afternoon and
take a look at a picture I want to show

’

you,” instructed Sergt. Moody, who then

left for headquarters in Olympia to de-
velop the negative.

During Moody’s absence, in the light
of a new day, the gun which had been
used on Null was found discarded in the
brush near the spot where the shooting
had taken place. It was a .22 caliber re-
volver and the numbers corresponded
with those on the weapon which had been
stolen on Sept. 14.

It was night again before Sergt. Moody
got back to Centralia. He brought with
him photographs of the school teacher
and, true to his word, the young man
came in to look at them.

“That’s him,” he exclaimed. ‘Where
did you get that?”

“That isn’t him,” replied Moody, “but
unquestionably the man we want looks
like this photo and must be the man who
has been paying attention to your sister.”

“I had another talk with Sis,” the youth
said. “She tells me that she drove by the
house where Louie lives just once. It’s a
white cottage, no other houses real close,
and he lives there with friends. She thinks
that maybe she might recognize the
house if she saw it again. If you took her
down in the south end of town’and just
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Half an hour later the two officers and
the girl were cruising about the south
end of the city when suddenly the girl
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on September twelfth, and who has to-
night kidnaped and shot Null in the
same manner,” said Moody. “Our bul-
letins on these cases read as if we were
after one man. The descriptions we re-
ceived are almost identical.”

“But the gun used on the Vancouver
job is different from the one used to-
night,” countered Chief Jastram.

“That’s just it,” answered Moody. “All
the more convincing when we add it up.
Jim Taylor, the Seattle youth, who knows
something about firearms, says that the
gun he saw looked like-a thirty-two and
we know it was a bullet of that caliber
which was fired into the ground at his
feet. Avent was killed with'a bullet from
that same gun. I have established that
by microscopic comparisons. After that
the weapon was too hot to carry and the
Vancouver killer knew that better than
anyone else. He would have discarded the
death weapon right away. Two nights
later this house here was burglarized and
a twenty-two taken with which Null was
likely shot last night.”

“Makes sense to me, Ed,” said Sheriff
Compton. “This lad must be living right
here in town, unless he has skipped in the
last few hours.. And it’s certain he is no
amateur.”

“Is Null in shape to talk?” asked
Moody. Being informed that the wounded

officer of a central agency who had heard
it from both Seattle and Vancouver off-
cials, who had in turn heard it from the
lips of victims in those widely separated
cities. Sergt. Moody felt reasonably sure
that the man who had shot Null was the
killer of Avent.

“Can you describe him for me?” con-
tinued Moody.

“T can do better than that,” answered
Null. “He looked exactly like a school
teacher at Grand Mound. In fact for a
moment I thought it was he. Then I got
a better look and watched him walk and
he didn’t limp. The teacher has a crippled
leg. I know it wasn’t the teacher for he
wouldn’t do a thing like that but when
you find his double you'll have the lad
who shot me.” Null gave the officer the
teacher’s name.

“Thanks, and keep your courage up,”
consoled Moody. “We are going to need
you some day when we bring this smart
guy in.”

ETURNING to Chief Jastram’s
office, Sergt. Moody reported his
conversation with Null. Ina hurried con-
ference the officers banded themselves to-
gether for cooperative action. It was
agreed that every bit of evidence which

was picked up should be routed through
Chief Jastram’s office and checked against
whatever else had been found. Then
Moody set out for Grand Mound.
When he got back to Centralia with a
photo negative of the school teacher |
“He said it just like that, slowly and Moody found Chief Jastram and Sheriff
‘* distinctly pronouncing each word sepa- Compton engaged in conversation with a
rately.” young man who had come in to report a
There was that same phrase again. suspicious circumstance which he had
And at last it had been repeated to an [Continued on page 65]

- Chief of Police Milton Jastram of
.. Centralia, above, was oné!of the
. “officers responsible for capturing

the elusive killer,: Below, Sergt:

“Edward Moody of the state bu-
‘ 7 reau of identification is seen com- .
: paring ‘the fatal bullet with a slug

«from the bandit’s gun. i

man was conscious he went to the hos-
pital to see him. ‘‘Tell me, Null,” said
Moody. ‘“‘What did this lad say to you
when you got into the car ?”

“*Take it easy, fellow,’ ” repeated Null.

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Lewis. “I never pulled any job there.”
Lewis stuck defiantly to this story even
after he had been lodged in the Lewis
county jail at Chehalis, to which Phelps
was also removed. Endless questioning
failed to shake either of the prisoners.

Three days passed, then Chief Jastram
received a call from an acquaintance of
Howard Phelps.

“I’m no stool pigeon, Chief,” said this
man, “but I don’t hold with murder. I
know that Howard Phelps owned a
thirty-two revolver.”

Armed with this certain knowledge, the
officers hurried back to Phelps’ cell. Ner-
vous and fearful, the youth stared at them
in silence for a few moments. The offi-
cers told him of their new information.
Abruptly, Phelps collapsed.

That afternoon Chief John Blaker of
Vancouver arrived in Centralia, in com-
pany with Sheriff Leland Morrow, of
Clark county. They had been called on the
telephone by Deputy Prosecutor Lloyd
Dysart. Phelps had admitted to him that
he had owned a .32 caliber revolver and
that he had missed it from his room on
the day before the Avent murder. Lewis
was also missing for two days at this
very time.

When Chief Jastram, Sheriff Compton
and Sergts. Moody and Boehler arrived,
both Phelps and Lewis were brought into
the room.

“Now tell him what you told us,
Phelps,” said Dysart.

“Listen, Arley, somebody told them
about my thirty-two,” pleaded Phelps. “I
didn’t want to talk. I stuck it out as long
as I could but they were going to pin this
rap onto me. They've got you dead to
rights and they are trying to pull me in.
Come clean, for me. I didn’t turn you
in.”

Arley Lewis looked searchingly for a
moment at his friend. Then a slight smile
spread across his features.

“Take it easy, pal,” he said. “Every-
thing is okay. I can take it.”

Then he turned to the officers in the
room,

“IT shot Avent, or whatever his name
is,” he began. “It happened just about
as it was reported in the papers. I’m a
printer and I was surprised how nearly

right the story was. I took Phelps’ gun.
He didn’t know I had it. I rode the rods
to Vancouver. When Avent went into the
apartment house with the dame I crawled
into his car. When he jumped out of the
seat I thought he was drawing a rod and
I let him have it. You call it murder, I
call it self-defense.”

“Where’s the gun?” asked Chief Blaker.

“I'll take you to it,” said Lewis.

That same evening Lewis piloted the
officers to a garbage dump used for the
soldiers of the regular army stationed at
Vancouver barracks. After a brief search,
a .32 caliber revolver was recovered.

“That’s it, boys,” said Lewis non-
chalantly. “Now you can have a necktie
party.”

Ballistic comparison soon established
that the gun was the one which had fired
the fatal shot into Jack Avent. It clinched
the case against Arley Lewis.

On that day, too, Charles Null was re-
leased from the Centralia hospital, prac-
tically recovered. The bullet which was
fired into his body had luckily struck a
rib and been deflected, else Lewis might
have been a double murderer.

“Why did you tell that girl in Seattle
you needed money so badly,” asked Sergt.
Moody of the youthful killer.

“You ought to know the answer to that
one, Sergeant,” said Lewis. “Why does
any man need money? I’m a sap for
women, and you can’t get them without
dough. With five dollars I could make
any dame.”

Investigation revealed that Lewis had
served three terms in the Missouri state
penitentiary, one in the Texas state prison
and one in a Kansas reform school, all
for burglary or automobile theft. Phelps
had served two terms in Missouri for
grand larceny.

Lewis was scheduled to go on trial in
Vancouver, Nov. 12, for the murder of
Jack Avent, with the state prepared to de-
mand the death penalty. If he escaped
there, he faced another capital offense
trial in Lewis county for the kidnap-
shooting of Null.

Phelps was charged with second degree
burglary in Lewis county and was held
as the state’s principal witness against
his friend in the pending trial.

Citizen Crooks

[Continued from page 4]

that mythical gunman, hired by an
equally mythically national chain. of
gangsters, whose mythical job was to
murder innocent citizens who dared to
testify against some captured thug.

It is true that underworld denizens
bump each other off for squealing, but I
can ho..estly say that never, to my
knowledge, has a decent, law-abiding
citizen bcen molested for telling the
truth. Nor, I might add, have I ever
known a citizen worthy of his citizen-
ship who would allow a bogey man to
his mouth when the law needed his
aid.

Therein lies the answer to the problem.
A decent, law-abiding citizen who is
worthy of the name of American will not
compromise with crime. He will rise
above fear to aid the law. He will refuse
the bribery of his own pocketbook just
as surely as he will reject the bribery of
another man’s lucre. He knows that his

police department is a vital arm_ of
society, and that he will damage society
and himself by failing to aid the police.
He knows his duty and has the courage
and the energy to perform it.

We need more like him. We lawmen
have suffered so much from public in-
difference to our needs, and_ public
passivity when only the aid of a close-
knit, honest, alert citizenry can aid us,
that we’re almost humbly grateful when
we receive 100 per cent cooperation in
the pinches. We can go on fighting crime
without full support from society, but
not forever. Until we have that full
support ours will be an uphill battle.

We cannot win a decisive victory
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educated to its duty to cooperate. This
is a plea for such education.

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Arlie. That ‘Did he?’ must: refer
to the shooting of Null. He is asK-
ing whether or not. Null died. For-
tunately, he is recovering.”

“we'll go right down and grab
him,” Ruzicka said. “And look. Is

here for a murder rap? A rat like
that. ought to hang. You'll only
pe able to charge hi
tempted murder.”

“you keep him, if you get him.
And if you can’t rap him there.
Tll take a try uP here on the Null
case.”

WHEN informed of the develop-
ments by Ruzicka, Chief Blaker

notified Captain Vayne Gurdane ‘of.

the Oregon State Police. Gurdane
with Sergeants Ralph Grenfell and
William Glenn arrested Lewis in
Newberg. Lewis, confident that he
could beat. the charge, waived ex-
tradition. He was prought pack to
Vancouver.

“You got nothing on me,” Lewis
sneered. “wherere your witness-
es?”

“you are your own witness,”
Chief Blaker said. “You wrote 4
letter asking ‘Did he?’ You wanted
to know whether or not Null died.”

Lewis laughed. “Prove it. I was
asking whether or not my prother
came to visit Woods.”

“that isn’t all,” Blaker said. “we
got the gun you shot Avent with.
The bullet from Avent’s pody
matches the rifling in the gun and
your fingerprints are on it.”

Lewis looked squarely into Blak-
er’s face. “You are lying.”

“am 1?” Blaker challenged.

“Tf you aren’t, where did you
find the gun?”

The scrape of Blaker’s chair as
he hitched it around sounded loud
Not only were Lewis’
eyes on Blaker, but Morrow, Ru-
zicka, Mercer, Reguse and Barney
all watched him. They knew Blak-
er had been pluffing. They had not
found the gun. A search of Lewis’
possessions had not revealed it,
and Woods in Centralia had told
them he was quite certain Lewis
did not have the gun when he came
to his house. :

«a couple of soldiers found it,”
Blaker said.

“yeah,” Lewis drawied. “Now, rn
tell you & fairy story. If you had
that gun, you wouldn’t be fooling
around with all this questioning
business.”

It was more than 2 challenge.
Lewis was actually telling them he
was the killer, and daring them
to prove it. There were 00 witness-
es to the crime, other than Lyons
and the woman wit!
truck who declared they could not
identify the killer.

“The reason for questioning you

is that I want a confession,” Blak-

if you can’t, you may as well turn

jhe had been smoking in an ash
tray. He Jeaned across the desk
toward Lewis. His voice was calm
as he said: “J¢ didn’t. gO" into the

“What?” Lewis’ face planched.
He gripped the side of his chair.

Evenly, as pefore, only louder, |

Chief Blaker said: “It didn’t go
into the water.” f
The blow told on Lewis. “It must
nave. I heard the splash.”
“You were hearing things. Two
soldiers found it on the bank.”
“But it didn’t have my finger-
prints. If the soldiers picked it

up..-:
“Yow do you think we traced
you? It was through your prints

on record at the Missouri State

Penitentiary.”

Lewis wilted. “J guess that cooks
my goose. I killed him all right. I
was only going to stick him up, put
he got tough. t didn’t want another
stretch in the pen, so It let him
have it. I hopped a freight and
when we went over the river, I
tossed the gun in. I thought sure
it hit the water.”

Lewis dictated 2 full confession

to killing Avent and shooting Null. °

After he had signed it and was
taken back to his cell, Reguse ask-
ed Blaker: “what made you think
of the river?”

“J was in a tight spot. I ran &
pluff and he called it. I got to

here and went to Centralia. He
had to cross the river whether he
went by train or car. I
I took a chance
on it. We'll go up and drag the
river tomorrow and see if we can
find it.”

the gun in the river.
checked by the ballistics experts,
the rifling in the barrel corres-
ponded to the marks on the slug
that killed Avent.

Arlie Lewis went on trial for
murder on November 12, 1940. He
was found guilty and sentenced to
death. ° At sunrise in the prison
yard at Walla Walla, Washi

thirteen steps to pay for the life
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HE sharp smell of iodoform,
blending with the sickish-sweet
odor of ether, permeated the
dimly lighted corridors of St.
Peter’s Hospital in Vancouver,
Washington. In a room off one

‘of the corridors a man lay groaning

softly. He was a young man, a very
big young man who had only recently
passed his 21st birthday. He weighed
264 pounds and _stood six feet four in
his stockinged feet. But he would
never stand again. A bullet had torn
through his abdomen, and he was
dying.

Patrolman Claude Ruzicka of the
Vancouver, Washington, Police De-

_ partment leaned over young Jack

Avent’s bed.

“Who was the girl you took home?”
he asked.

“She doesn’t have anything to do

with this,” Avent gasped weakly.
| “No use... dragging her name into

it. There isn’t a thing she knows that

' will help you find the man who shot

me. I never saw him before in my
life. Only got a glimpse of him last
night. He’s small, blond, and has a
face like a baby.”

Ruzicka straightened up and looked
compassionately at the white face of
the dying youth. There was no use
in further questioning, he knew. For
Avent’s strength was fast leaving him,
and the youth had been unwilling to
add to the story he had already told.

The shooting had happened just
after midnight on September 12, 1940.
According to Avent, he had just seated
himself behind the wheel of his car,
which was parked at the lonely and
deserted corner of 12th and C Streets
in Vancouver. As he had reached for
the starter with his foot, a voice
barked at him from the back seat:
“Take it easy, fellow, and you won't
get hurt!”

Startled, Avent whirled around and
found himself facing a gun in the
hand of a small, baby-faced youth
who was sitting tensely on the e ge of
the back seat. For a moment Avent
hesitated, torn by a desire to jump the
diminutive holdup man and to get out
of range as fast as he could do so.
Then, unthinkingly, Jack Avent
reached for the door handle, twisted
it and leaped from the car. As he
ran, the gunman fired, and a bullet
ripped through Avent’s coat. The
gunman fired again, and this second
shot brought Avent crashing to the
sidewalk.

HAT had been the dying boy’s ac-

count of what had happened, and he
had repeated it several times in ex-
act detail, each time in a voice that
grew weaker and weaker. And finally
the afternoon came and he drew a
great gasping breath and died.

Almost immediately afterward Of-
ficer Ruzicka reported to Chief of

rad

Police John Blaker; and the two
went into details of the case.

“I don’t believe Avent’s story,” the
patrolman said bluntly. “Why doesn’t
that girl come forward and tell us
who she is, now that he’s dead? And
why did Avent claim that he was shot

while he was running away from the

car when he was most certainly shot
from in front? The bullet that went
through his coat entered: from the
front, and the bullet in his abdomen
—well, you don’t get a bullet in your
addomen with no hole in your back
unless you’ve been shot from the
front.”

“Did you get to talk impersonally
with any of the boy’s relatives at the
hospital?” the chief asked.

“Only with his father,” Ruzicka
answered. “And the father certainly
doesn’t know who the girl might be.
He said that his son had no enemies
that he knew of and that Jack spent
a good bit of time in Vancouver
though the Avents home, as you know,
is across the Columbia River near
Portland.”

“Did you question the young ladies
living in the Paul Apartments?” Chief
Blaker asked.

“That was the first thing I did,”
Ruzicka replied. “As the shooting
happened almost in front of the apart-
ment building, I thought that the mys-
terious girl who had been with Avent
might live in the place. But not a girl

PATROLMAN——
Paul Ruzcika, leaning, and Sheriff L.
Morrow at spot where gun was found.

SHOT——.

and beaten, Charles Null fought for
his life along Hannaford Valley Road,

bay


in the place admitted knowing him.”

“Well, we can count on the girl
coming to see us unless she knows the
killer and is trying to protect him or
is afraid of being shot erself,” Chief
Blaker summed up.

Chief Blaker was right, for on the
day after the funeral a very pretty and
extremely nervous girl came to police
headquarters and asked for an inter-
view.

“I should have come here right
away, as soon as Jack was shot,” she
said. ‘T’m Helen Nelson, Jack
Avent’s fiance. We were going to be
married. It was so terrible. There
was another boy. I didn’t want to
get him into trouble, J”

The girl suddenly slumped over in
her seat and began to cry. Chief
Blaker waited until her crying spell
had subsided and she had regained
her composure. Then he spoke to her
gently.

“T understand, Miss Nelson,” he
said, “And you may be sure that
whatever you Say will be confidential
unless it has a direct bearing on the
murder.”

Helen Nelson leaned forward tense-
ly. “I’m sure, Chief Blaker, that this
other boy didn’t have anything to
do with it. Jack knew him. Jack

34

LIFE.
of Charles Null was menaced after
cowardly night robbery attempt.

would have told his name if this other

boy had been the one who

who .:3??

The girl started to cry again, and
Chief Blaker pulled out his handker-
chief and offered it to her. Again he
waited until the girl’s sobbing had
subsided, then he spoke softly:

“You might as well tell me who
this other boy is, Miss Nelson,” he
said. “T’ll have to know.”

“All right, I’ll tell you,” Helen Nel-
son said, sitting up straight in her
chair. “He telephoned me the morn-
ing after Jack was killed. He made
the call from Roseburg, Oregon. He
said he’d been there all night. I
asked him where he stayed and he
said at the Umpqua Hotel. We were
just good friends, though he seemed
very disappointed when I told him
I was going to marry Jack. I hope
you won’t have to let him know that
I came here and told you anything.”

Chief Blaker didn’t’ commit him-
self. “Is there anything else that
you've hesitated to talk about that
might possibly have some bearing on
the case?”

For a moment the girl was silent.
She seemed about to say something
and then didn’t. ‘

Chief Blaker looked at her more
closely. “You'd better tell me, Miss
Nelson,” he said impersonally.

“Well,” Helen Nelson blurted,
“there’s just one more thing. It wor-
ries me. My wrist watch was too
tight, and I took it off. I took it off
and left it on the front seat of Jack’s
car. I thought maybe I’d be accused
and I—”

“No one has accused you of any-
thing, Miss Nelson,” Chief Blaker said
soothingly.’ “Please go on.”

“Well, did you find it?”

“No, we didn’t,” the chief answered.
“However, I can understand your con-
cern. But don’t worry. What you
have told me may help us find the
murderer of your fiance. It may help
us a lot.”

Chief Blaker then took down the
make and number of the watch and
saw the young girl to the door.

“Doesn’t that girl live in the Paul
Apartments?” a keen-eyed detective

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house where Jack Avent took girl
just before fatal shot was fired,

asked = ck
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given with corrosion.”

.. “He fired at Null four or five times

out there on the road,” the sheviff re-

“The shells must have been

ejected. Maybe we can find them.”
When daylight came, the two officers

drove out to the spot where the sales-
man had been wounded. They found
driblets of blood at one point where

Null had fallen to the ground. A few

yards away, after’ some search, they

picked up two .22 caliber jackets.

Both were of the unusual make
mentioned in the report, and both were
corroded.

. “So the gunman is the same one who
pulled the Morgan robbery,” Jastram
said. “You see what that means? It
means he must have been holing up in
Centralia for about a week at least.”

“And somebody here must know
him,” the sheriff nodded.

Centralia, with a population of 8,000,
was not a large enough city for a

stranger to go unnoticed. All that day,.

detectives and deputies, armed with a
description of the wanted man, combed
the town. They made inquiries at
every hotel, rooming house and_ pool
hall without success. They tried fill-
ing stations, drug stores, groceries, res-
taurants.

Late that afternoon, one of Jas-
tram’s men stopped at a small grocery
at the edge of town. To the attrac-
tive young girl clerk he repeated the
description he now knew by heart.

“I think I know the fellow you
mean,” she said. “He’s been in here
a few times buying groceries, but I
haven't seen him in a day or two.”

“Know his name or where he’s
from?” the officer inquired.

“He called himself Louie, that’s all
I know. He was a fresh guy—seemed
to think he was the answer to a maid-
en’s prayer and was always trying to
date me. I didn’t want to have any-
thing to do with him. Why, one time
when he was here, his coat slipped
back and I could see a gun in his
pocket. He claimed he was working
‘for the post office and had to carry a
‘gun to protect the mails, but it sounded
fishy to me.” :

Once, however, while walking home
‘from work, she had scen the man
known as Louie entering a house
about three blocks from the store. She
pointed out this house to the officer,
and he hurried back to report to the
chief.

g@ JASTRAM WAS ELATED. He and
Sheriff Compton decided to wait until
6:30, when the occupants of the house
would most likely be there. At that
time, Jastram, Compton and a _ half-
dozen other officers surrounded the
house. The chief. and sheriff knocked
at the front door. £

It was opened by a young man of

,house searched from cellar to attic.

-being “framed,” Harry Ball was ar-

about 25 whom Jastram recognized as
Harry Ball. Ball had been in trouble
with the law on several occasions, but
he was tall and rangy and did‘ not
answer the description of the killer in
any. respect.

“Hello, Ball,” Jastram said, produc-
ing a search warrant. “We're coming
inside to look around a bit.”

Ball scowled, but he stood aside as
the officers entered. “What’s the
beef?” he demanded. “I’m clean, I
tell you!”

“We're looking for Louie.
is he?” .

“If you're lookin’ for Louie,” Ball
growled, “no use wasting your -time
here. Louie beat it last night—said he
was heading for Texas,”

Chief Jastram did not trust. the word
of Harry Ball any further . than he
could throw a Pershing tank. He
called in his officers and ordered the

Where

They didn’t find Louie, but they found
evidence that Louie had left in consid-
erable haste. In an upstairs closet |
were some clothing and other belong-
ings, some of them bearing the name
“Arlie Lewis,” which Ball admitted
was Louie’s full name. In a drawer
was a .22 revolver and some shells,
both identified as those taken in the
Morgan robbery. In another room the
officers found a radio, a shotgun, some
silverware and other articles, all of
them part of the loot from the Morgan
place.

“This puts you right in the middle,
Ball,” Chief Jastram = said sternly.
“You and Lewis were carrying on a
nice little robbery business, weren’t
you?”

“That ain’t so!” Ball shouted. “I
been walkin’ the straight and narrow
since I got out of stir, I even got mea
job—you know that. That stuff you
found is Louie’s and I don’t know a
thing about it.”

“You served a stretch: in the Mis-
souri pen, didn’t you?”

“Sure I did. I learned my lesson.”

“That where you met Arlie Lewis?”

“Yeah,” Ball growled. “He was
doin’ time there too. They let.me out
in August and Louie got out a few
weeks later. Then he joined me here,”

m SINCE THE HOLDUP and kidnap-
ing of Oliver Wunder and Lynette
Maxwell had taken place in Seattle on
September 3, it took only simple addi-
tion to figure out that Arlie Lewis ha
wasted no time at all getting back into
the crime whirl after being tayght the
error of his ways in prison. td
Complaining bitterly that he was

rested on a burglary charge and a wire
was dispatched to the Missouri state
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Portland, Ore’, just
across the Columbia River from Van-
were alerted and they joined
But the slightly-built
young man who said “Take it easy”

The police at

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failed to strike

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into his car.
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The bullet Was sped to
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They were identical. The gunman who
had menaced Wunder and Miss Max-
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was about to Step on the starter when
e was startled by something hard

poking him in the back,

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plugged.”

Drive away, and do ex.
you'll get

Null nervously started his car and

pulled away,
gunman went on,
Hannaford Valley Road.” ‘

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ee and his chances of recovery were
said to be about fifty-fifty.

The arrest of Ball was kept a close
: secret, and the newspapers cooperated
in this. If Arlie Lewis learned that his
pal had been arrested in Centralia, he
would most certainly head for the tall
‘timber, if he was not already there
now.

fen o®

_ A messayve from the Missouri prison

supplied Lewis’ photograph and fin-
ae gerprints and also some added infor-
eee mation about the vicious, mad-dog
ba gunman, Lewis had served not one
te,

but two terms there, and had escaped
twice, being recaptured both times.

.. “Where was Lewis now? His belong-
ings were still in Centralia, and the
police were hoping that he might feel

' secure enough to call or write for

_ them. A nationwide pickup order was

-out on him, and there was little else
that could be done.

Six days later, a letter addressed to
‘Mr. Harry Ball reached Centralia. Mr.

_ Ball was not in a position where he
could expect privacy in his correspon-
dence. -In fact, every word that was
written to him was carefully scruti-

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bi passed on to him, and so was this note.
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fe a job in a plumbing shop. Did he? Take
be it easy, fellow. We'll be back together
again soon.

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The letter was postmarked In New-
burg, Ore., and gave a return address
there in which the writer identified
himself as Jack Morris, apparently the
latest of his aliases.

Chief Jastram pondered that enig-
matie phrase, “Did he?” “I see the
point of that now,” he said at last.
“He wanted to know if Null had died.”

A message was immediately dis-
patched to the Oregon State Patrol,
giving them the facts in the case and
asking the arrest of Lewis, alias Mor-
ris, atong with the warning that he was
dangerous. Captain Vayne Gurdane
of the patrol sped to Newburg with a
patrol of heavily-armed men. They
swooped down on the plumbing shop
and nabbed Lewis:as he worked at a
bench.

“Caught without a_ rod!” Lewis
snarled. “If I'd had one, you’d have
seen some fun!”

He was a rather nice-looking young
man, 23 years old, five’ feet six inches
tall and weighing only 135 pounds, and
yet he had repeatedly demonstrated

his absolute disregard for human life. ,

He surprised the Oregon officers by
electing not to fight extradition to
Centralia, but when he arrived there
in irons his reasoning quickly became
apparent. He admitted the shooting
of Null and the kidnaping of Lynette
Maxwell, but he swore he knew noth-
ing about the murder of Jack Avent.
“You should have seen that fellow
standing on the street taking - his
clothes off!” Lewis chortled, referring
to Wunder. “Was his face red! I
been laughing about that ever since.

But - got the wrong guy

Avent thing.” ee
Chief Blaker arrived in Centralig

from Vancouver to ald in the question= ~
ing, but Lewis continued to deny any —

knowledge of the Avent slaying.

Chief Jastram did a little skull work.
He knew that Lewis had discarded the
.32 with which he had killed Avent,
later stealing the .22 revolver in the
Morgan robbery. The chief tried a
ruse. He walked into the room where
Lewis was still being grilled.

‘Don’t bother talking to him any
more, boys,” he said. “We found the

.32 he ditched, and it has his prints on.

it. We've got all the evidence we need.”

Lewis was silent for a moment. Then
he shrugged. “Well, I guess you win,”
he said. “Okay, I’ll spill the works.”

He related how he had caught a
freight train from Seattle to Vancouver.
There, in need of money, he had
watched Avent park while he escorted
his girl friend to the house, and had
held him up when he returned.

“I didn’t mean to shoot the guy,” he
protested, “Avent made a move like
he was reaching for a rod. I fired in
self-defense.”

“Yeah, just like you fired at Null in
self-defense,” Jastram agreed dryly.
“Go ahead.”

“Well, so then I ditched the gun in
that field over by the barracks.”

Officers later searched the field and
found the .32 murder weapon.. It had

Lewis’ prints on it, making the case -
- against the young killer complete. Lew-

is flew into a towering rage when he
learned how he had been tricked.

“To think I could fall for a kid game
like that!” he shrieked.

Arlie Lewis was sent to Vancouver,
where he was brought to trial on a first

degree murder charge on November .

12, 1940. It was mere luck that he did
not have two murders to answer for,

for Charles Null, after being near.

death’s door for many days, took a turn
for the better and eventually recovered.
Psychiatrists and criminologists showed
keen interest in this youth who had
good. looks and an_ intelligent mind
combined with utter ruthlessness.
Prosecuting attorneys easily ripped

to shreds Lewis’ contention that he’

shot Avent in self-defense, and on No-
vember 16, Lewis was found guilty and
condemned to hang.

On January 29, 1941, Arlie Lewis
mounted the scaffold jauntily, hummed
a tune while the black hood was tied

around his head, and plummeted to his .

death at the rope’s end with never a
show of remorse.

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the Hannaford road, a lonely thor-
oughfare, When they had gone about
two miles the gunman ordered him to
stop, and Null did so.

“Get out,” his captor said, “and put
up your hands.”

Null complied. The youth came up
behind. him and went through his
pockets. He drew out Null’s wallet
and flipped it open.

“Only five lousy bucks!” he
shrieked. “Why, you lowdown cheap-
skate—you’ mean I’ve gone to all this
trouble for only five dollars?”

Right then Null was sorry he hadn’t
brought along ten times that much.
The furious stickup man swung his
clubbed gun and struck Null a stun-
ning blow on the ‘head. The auto
salesman fell to the ground, blood
spurting from his wounded scalp and
down over his face.

“I oughta plug you!” the gunman
raged. He kicked the prostrate man
viciously. “Get up! Get up and get
out of here before I lose my temper!”

Dazed, Null staggered to his feet
and began lurching down the road.
He heard a report, and a bullet whined
by him. The bandit was shooting at
him! .

Null tried to run for his life. An-
other report , .. This time the bullet
lodged in his back and he fell hard on
the rough gravelled road. Another
bullet sprayed dirt on him, and with a
superhuman effort he got to his feet
again, ..

Dimly he heard the car start up,
gain speed. It was coming right at
him—the man was trying to run him
down! Null made for the ditch, but
not quite in time. The fender struck
him a glancing blow and hurled him
head over heels into a_ patch of
brambles.

Tires screeched as the gunman
jammed on the brakes. He turned the
car around, gunned the engine and
made for Null again. The middle-
aged victim, all but unconscious, man-
aged to lunge out of the way, and then
the car disappeared down the road.

Wounded in the back and in the
head, badly bruised and_ scratched,
Charles Null retained enough con-

sciousness to know that unless he got

help, he might bleed to death. He re-
membered that there was a farmhouse
about a quarter-mile down the road.
If he could only make it....

He tried to get to his feet, but fell
again. So he began crawling down
the road on his hands and knees. Sev-
eral times during that torturing jour-
ney he blacked out and collapsed, only
to regain consciousness some time
later. Time ceased to exist, but even-
tually he made it. He crawled into

the farmyard and managed to call out

even though he lost some valuables, .
He drove out of town and turned up_

weakly be
and carries Null into the house.

= WHEN HE HEARD the car sales-
man’s story, the farmer ran to his tele-
phone and called Centralia headquar-
ters. Soon Sheriff Ed Compton and
Police Chief Milton Jastram had a
dozen men* combing the Hannaford
Valley Road in a search for Null’s car
and the homicidal gunman. An ambu-
lance rushed Null to the hospital,
where he was immediately operated on
for removal of the slug in his back.
The search for the gunman was
fruitless, for it had taken Null all of

-t~wo hours to get to the farmhouse, and

when the victim’s car was later found
abandoned’ on a Centralia street: it
appeared that the fugitive had made
his getaway. An alarm was broadcast
to surrounding towns, and Chief Jas-
tram and Sheriff Compton visited the
hospital, where Null was on the danger
list.

“We want as good a description of
that fellow as you can give,” Compton
said. ;

Null remembered the youth vividly.
“Ee was young, not much over 20,” he
related, “and pretty small—I’d say
about five feet six. Rather slender,
too. He didn’t wear any hat, and his
hair was bushy and quite curly.”

That description rang a bell both
with the sheriff and police chief. They
had heard plenty from Seattle and
Vancouver about the ruthless, pint-

‘sized gunman who had_ kidnaped,

robbed and killed.

' “A little fellow,” Jastram nodded.

“Tell me—did he use the words ‘take

it easy’ when he talked to you?”
Null looked surprised. ‘Why, yes,

he did. He was hiding in the back seat

‘when I got into the car, and that was

the first thing he said.” -

So it became pretty obvious that the
strip-tease man, the “Take It Easy
Killer,” was the guilty party. But the
bullet that--had been removed from
Null’s back was of .22 caliber. The
bullets that had been fired at Wunder
in Seattle and Avent in Vancouver
were of .32 caliber.

Jastram and Compton returned to
headquarters and went into a huddle.

“So the: killer has changed guns,”
Compton: said. “I wonder why.”

“It reminds me of something,” Jas-
tram mused, “Last week there was a
robbery at the Morgan house here in
town. Among the articles stolen was
a .22 revolver and a couple of boxes
of ammunition of the same size.”

“You think our man did that?”

‘It could be.” Jastram got out the
report on'that robbery.. “It says that
the bullets stolen were of a rather un-
common make. Also, they’d been sit-
ting around for a long time and were

ore his strength gave out
completely#* The farmer heard him ~


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Lonely road where salesman was shot (1 )

LOVERS’ LANE AGAIN. For two
weeks this strange sex creature had
been in the headlines. His mode of
operation never seemed to vary. He
would pick his victims, force the
man to disrobe and walk away
naked, and then he would take the
girl to another secluded spot, make
her undress and then assault her.

At the sheriff’s office, Chief Crim-
inal Deputy O.K. Bodia was ques-
tioning Robert Heddon and Dot
Smith, the two latest victims. After
the nude youth had been forced to
walk away from his car, he had got
to a house about a mile from Lovers’
Lane. The owner had given him
clothes and he had called the sher-
iff’s office. Deputies George Triplett
and Charles Sniveley had driven to
the house and taken Heddon to the
sheriff’s office. Dot Smith had been
allowed to dress after her terrifying

WENT TO THE GALLO

experience, and the Stripper had let
her drive the car away. She’d gone
directly home and her father phoned
the sheriff.

The statement furnished by Robert
Heddon and Dot Smith covering
what had happened followed the pat-
tern Chief Deputy Bodia had heard
five times before within the past two
weeks. The description of the Strip-
per—a youth in his early 20s, curly-
haired and thin-faced—was similar
to that furnished by the other vic-
tims. Like the others, Bob and Dot
had never got a clear view of the
gunman’s face. He had been able to
keep hidden by the darkness.

On one point all victims agr: ed,
and to Chief Deputy Bodia this was
the only clue of any value, although
it was vague and had not yet proved
helpful. It was the fact that the Strip-
per used the expression “Take it

4

then run over by a car (2).

easy,” when he approached his vic-
tims, and several times after that
when he was ordering them to dis-
robe.

The physical description of the
Stripper was so general that it could
probably fit a thousand 22-year-old
youths in Seattle. It was the theory
of Bodia and other officers that the
Stripper was a local youth who had
suddenly gone berserk on the subject
of sex.

The first assaults on petters in
Lovers’ Lane had been played down
by the newspapers, but the press
spread this last attack over the front
page. The publicity forced the sher-
iff’s office into immediate action.

“Tonight,” Bodia announced to
Deputies Triplett and Sniveley, “we'll
have 20 deputies in Lovers’ Lane and
we’ll keep them there until this Strip-
per walks into our trap.”

At that exact moment, the Stripper
was having a breakfast of ham and
eggs in a restaurant not far from the

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Madman Who Stripped To Kill

(continued from page 21)

sheriff’s office. The description his
victims had given tallied fairly. ac-
curately with his looks, except that
he had a deceivingly boyish grin. Yet
there was little reason for a boyish
grin. Eight of his 22 years had been
spent in reform schools and state
penitentiaries in Kansas, Texas and
Missouri... .

A month before he had been
paroled from the Missouri Peniten-
tiary. Freedom meant only one thing
to him—women and sex. In those
eight years away from women, the
sexual urge had sometimes driven
him almost crazy.

Now he felt calm. But he knew that
with the coming of nightfall his sex
desire would return, goading him to
commit desperate deeds. He was
smart enough to know that, because
of the newspaper publicity over his
latest crime, the police would be ev-
erywhere in Lovers’ Lane. This
didn’t bother him much. He had se-
lected that area as a base of opera-
tions for a reason other than sex.

After his release from the Missouri

Penitentiary, he had placed as many’

miles as he. could between him and

his old stomping grounds. He had ar- .

rived in Seattle in a stolen car. He
had acquired a .32-caliber revolver
and a deputy sheriff badge reat up
in a pawnshop.

Women were no problem if he had

money. When he had dough the dolls:

were sure to flock around. Seattle
was new territory and he wanted to
go slowly at first with the scheme he
had dreamed up in prison. He heard
about the famed Lovers’ Lane and
he decided it’ would be ideal for his
shakedown racket. Using the badge
and posing as a deputy sheriff, he
walked up to a car. He was lucky.
The man was middle-aged, fat and
bald, and prosperous-looking. The
girl with him was 20. The man got
frantic at the thought of arrest and
exposure and he offered the phony
deputy $50, which the latter took. He
returned to Seattle, picked up a B-
girl in a tavern and had a two-night
orgy of sex before the money and the
dame ran out.

His next trip to Lovers’ Lane
wasn’t so lucky. He found only teen-
age youths with their girlfriends. The

28

youngsters were there for some in-
nocent petting and enjoyment of the
night and music from their car ra-
dios. Such unsophisticated pastimes
were decidedly not conducive to a
shakedown. The gunman had been

. forced to revise his methods for ap-

peasing his sex urge. The Stripper
had picked a girl, forced her com-
panion to strip and walk away, and
then had forced the girl to undress
and submit to his will.

After that it didn’t make much dif-
ference if he found a middle-aged
shakedown victim or not. Besides,
he thrilled at the idea of forcing a
boy and a girl to strip. He did find
several middle-aged victims who
paid him cash, which kept him in
spending money and enabled him to
vary his sexual escapades from
Lovers’ Lane girls to floozies he
picked up in taverns. :

Now, after the stick-up of Robert
Heddon and the rape of Dot Smith,
he was broke. And he had played his
hand in Seattle as long as it was safe.
It amused him to think that the offi-
cers would be waiting for him in
Lovers’ Lane. However, he wanted
one last !ling—one last orgy before
leaving Seattle.

Darkness fell that night over Seat-

tle in a blanket of grayish black. The
haunting ‘car cf the Stripper seemed
to hang over all parts of the city. Few
risked going to Lovers’ Lane. Twen-
ty specia! deputies were there, some
in cars with girls as decoys.

The Stripper, meanwhile, was in a
different part of the town, moving <
through the shadows of Allen Place.
It was 11 o’clock. He saw an expen-
sive-looking automobile parked in
front of an apartment house. When
he got closer to the car, he heard the
voices of a man and a woman. In a
crouched position, the thug ap-
proached the vehicle. His hand was
on the door. It opened and he slipped
inside before James Taylor and Bet-
ty Mcllvain realized what was hap-
pening. “Take it easy,” he ordered.
“Start driving. I'll tell you where to
go.”

The Stripper was sitting next to
Betty Mcllvain. He had his gun
against the pretty brunette’s ribs. “I'll
kill her,” ‘he intruder told Taylor, “if

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Betty’s escort, helpless under the
circumstances, started the car. '

In a deep wood, at an isolated sec-
tion north of Seattle, the Stripper
said, “Stop the car, buddy, and get
out.”

Hoping for a chance to catch the
gunman off guard, Taylor obeyed.
“Now start undressing,” the kidnap-
per ordered.

“Like hell I will,” the Lada an-
swered.

A blinding flash filled the air. A
bullet whizzed near the boy, hitting
the tree behind him. “The next time
I won’t miss,” the Stripper said men-
acingly.

The next few minutes were torture
for James Taylor and Betty Mcllvain.
The youth was forced to walk un-
clothed down the road and was
warned not to turn around. Then the
Stripper got back in the car with the
girl. °

“Take it easy,” the Stripper warned.
“I’m driving, but I have my gun in
my free hand. You can start un+
dressing.”

Betty MclIlvain afterward said she
was never more terrified in her life,
but her courageous actions certainly
didn’t show it. She told the gunman,
“I’m not undressing for you or any
other thug like you!”

The Stripper gave her a quick look.
No girl had ever talked that way to
him before. Betty added, “Go ahead
and shoot, but I don’t think you’re
that big a fool. The whole sheriff’s
office and police department have
this town covered. You’d shoot your-
self right into the death house.”

“By God,” the Stripper laughed,

“you've got guts, baby. You and I
could really go places.”

“We’re not going anyplace togeth-

er!” Betty answered.

“Yes we are,” the Stripper said.

“You're going to help me. | needx

money.”

“I don’t have any.”

“You know where you can get
some. Get me a 10 spot, baby, and I
won’t bother you.”

“It’s a deal,” Betty agreed. “Drive
me to the Broome Cafe, where I
work. I’ll get you $10.”

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on a side street. There was a large ©

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59 KEN CARPENTER

he voices of the sweethearts were’ low, no more
than soft murmurs floating through the night air in
_ fl an isolated and woody country lane near Seattle’s
long-famed ‘Lovers’ Lane. The good-looking, curly-haired-
‘youth ‘standing in the darkness of the trees, away from.
‘the shafts of moonlight filtering to the earth, heard the
affectionate exchange of whispers and his body tensed.
Me ‘He “moved away from the darkness out a .32-caliber revolver, his left

strides, walking: toward the lovers’ side the auto without the boy or girl _
‘car now visible a short distance down occupants hearing him. The first the —
‘the road, parked under two ‘tall pine. couple knew of the gunman’s pres-" =
‘trees. The youth’s right hand brought. ence was phe beam of, the. flashlighs

: per! Bob, it’ 8 the stripper!”

* The youth: ‘with. the flashlight let®
out a low. chuckle and: ordered, “Take
it easy, both of you.” 3
* “What do you want?” ‘the “git
el companion asked. “I haven’ t got any’

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ing to get married.” 4
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+ meet nice clean kids like you. Now,»
buddy, you get out of the car and oe
_ start taking off your clothes. Noth- per’s gun trained on him and the
_ ing funny. or you "ll get a bullet.” . + warning ringing in his ears not to

The boy got out of the car. The. turn around. When he was out of
_ Stripper pressed the revolver against sight, the Stripper slipped in behind
_ his back. “Take off your clothes,” he the wheel of the car. The terrified
ordered. 3 girl gasped, “What do you want?”
Three minutes later the-girl’s com- — “Take it easy, baby, and you won’t
panion was stark naked, walking be hurt. Just start taking your clothes
down Lovers’ Lane with. the Strip- _off while I drive to a safer spot.”

~The Stripper.drove with his left

Jack Avent took bullet in the » - hand. His Pe hand held the gun.

chest on Friday the 13th.” “ “Take ‘em off, baby,” the Stripper
MMMM repeated. “I'd hate like hell to have

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hand and brandished his = &i-""it!sessaptsic
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off,’ he told the girl next to.
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arrogant. At night he went
_. hunting for sex.

the Stripper stopped the car, picked
up the sobbing girl, carried her out
of the car and into the brush,

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that the place was empty of cus-
tomers. He let Betty get out. She
walked inside, said something to the
waiter. He handed her a bill. She
came out to the car and gave the
Stripper a $10 bill. “That’s my part
of the bargain.”

As the Stripper reached for the
money, he caught Betty by the wrist
and yanked her into the car. The au-
tomobile lurched forward and was
racing down the street before the
plucky girl could get her bearings.
“It’s about time I screamed and woke
the town up,” she declared. “You
promised that if I got you the $10...”

“Take it easy,” the Stripper re-
marked. “I’m keeping my part of the
deal, only | ain’t getting out of this
car near that cafe.”

He drove the car down a dead-end
street, leaped out and yelled, “Good-
bye, baby.”

The young thug darted away into
the night, kept running until he came
to First Street. He walked down the
thoroughfare casually, passing a large
number of policemen, went to the
bus station and bought a ticket for

CONVICTED PRINCESS

‘at least. 14 years, ny
In sentencing Lori Esker, also 21, Mar-
athon County (‘Is Wisconsin Beauty Queen
apologized for the state law that made her
eventual parole possible,

He told members of the eietiny’ s $family,
_ “If 1 was a member of your family, I know
I would not be satisfied with j a sentence like
_ this. I wouldn’t hesitate to put Lori in pris-
~ on forever, with no possibility of release,

if I knee | it could bring back Lisa.”

athon County ("Is Wisconsin Beauty Queen
'The | Motel Strangler?” ‘STARTLING

Tacoma.

The residents of Seattle didn’t have
to wait for the morning papers to
hear about the latest attack of the
Stripper. Those who didn’t go to bed
too early heard about it on the radio,
when all programs were interrupted
at | o’clock. James Taylor had got
to a telephone to call the sheriff’s of-
fice. Deputies Triplett and Sniveley
again rushed out to rescue one of the
naked victims of the Stripper. Betty
Mcllvain had driven directly to the
sheriff’s office.

When dawn came, Chief Deputy
Bodia took James Taylor and Betty
Mcllvain to the spot where the Strip-
per had forced the young man to dis-
robe. Bodia found the tree where the
bullet from the Stripper’s gun had
buried itself. The deputy cut the bul-
let out for examination by the de-
partment’s ballistic expert.

Meantime, on the night of Septem-
ber 12, the Stripper was in Vancou-
ver, Washington, across the Columbia
River from Portland, Oregon. He had
remained three days in Tacoma,
made three fair hauls in a Lovers’
Lane, posing as a deputy sheriff. ‘This
time, he hadn’t played the part of the
Stripper. The publicity from Seattle
had made him jumpy. He wanted
money now, big-time money, but he
was broke and the first thing he
needed to operate with was a car.

He prowled about a select residen-
tial district until he spotted a ew
sedan in front of the Paul Apzrt-
ments. He crossed the street, go! in
the car. The breaks were coming his
way. The key was sn the ignition. Sut
before he coula turn it and step on
the starter, a youth came out of the
apartment house, walking toward the
car.

The Stripper swung over into the
back seat, crouched low. The car
owner, Jack Avent, was whistling and
seemingly in a happy mood as he got
in behind the wheel. The 21-year-old
youth waved at somebody at a win-

“dow of the apartment house as the

car engine hummed softly. The Strip-
per rose from his hiding place, put
his gun against Avent’s neck. “luke
it easy,” he warned. “I just want to
borrow your Car.”

Jack Avent wasn’t to be cowed. He
pushed open the door of the car,
jumped out and started to run. The
Stripper squeezed the trigger of his
gun just as Avent turned to look

back. The bullet hit the youth in the
chest and he doubled up as he fell
face forward to the ground.

The night suddenly exploded with
men and women leaning from win-
dows in the apartment buildings.
People came out of nowhere in the
darkness, running toward the limp
form of Jack Avent. The Stripper
slipped out of the car. A green pick-
up was parked about 20 feet away.
He made a dive for it, landed in the
back under some fruit crates.

Police sirens shrieked. Cops ap-
peared from all directions. The own-
er of the pick-up came out of an
apartment house. A cop yelled at him
and the next thing the Stripper knew
the officer and the owner were stand-
ing at the side of the truck, talking.

Then the patrolman walked around
the pick-up. The Stripper’s body
tensed and his finger was on the trig-
ger of the gun, ready to blast the cop.
But the officer didn’t look under the
crates.

He said to the owner, “That killer
is a dumb guy, killing a man on a
day like this.”

“What’s the matter with this ds
the truck owner asked.

“It’s now after midnight and it’s
Friday the 13th, the unluckiest day
of the year.”

Under the crates the Stripper felt a
funny sensation at the ;:: of his
stomach. Friday the 13th! It had been
on that day that he had been taken
to the Kansas Reform School, and it
was the same date that he entered the
Texas and Missouri penitentiaries.

The truck started down the street.
The Stripper hugged the crates until
the pick-up stopped. Then he slipped
out into the darkness, dashing
through the shadows, headed for a
hotel in the main part of town.

Back at the Paul Apartments, an
ambulance had arrived. Young Jack
Avent was still breathing, but it was
doubtful that he would live until they
got him to the hospital. Captain Har-
ry Reguse and Detectives. Reuben
Barney and John Mercer had taken
over the investigation. While a large
number of tenants in the apartments
had stuck their heads out of the win-
dows when the gun had roared, none
had seen the killer.

Billie Bowring, girlfriend of Jack
Avent’s, told Captain Reguse, “Jack

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