Huntsville gazette., 1885-08-22

violently IN 'front.' OF him, he cried out:
"Why-why does not one do everything7
Why do not get upon top of this car?
1t was fate. 1t was kismet."
"Have you made no confession or
statement to tie St. Louis of1cers?"
absolutely no."
AGAIN IN ST. LOUIS.
ST. LOUIS, Mo-, August 1.-THE
train which brought the murderer of
Arthur G. Preller to St. Louis arrived at
the Union Depot about FIVE minutes
late, the train being due at 6:45. A
crowd Of fully 5000 people had gath
cred on and about the platform or
| board flooring in front Of the depot, the
Twelfth street bridge being lined with
men, women and children, and all win
| dOwS In view being adorned with from
| five to twenty-five heads, black, white,
| yellow, and red. Men predominated
| everywhere, but there were also many
women and more children.
As the time neared for the train to ar.
rive, the crowd grew, and upon the ar
rival of the Missouri Pacific train, a
break was made for it, under the suppo-
sition it was the Frisco train.
1t was only short wait of five min
utes till the train from the West
came In view and that proved to be the
one wanted.
First came the engine and then several
bagga re and mail and express cars, and
lastly the passenger coaches. The train
had two sleepers and the Peoria was
the last one. Both platforms were
| crowded, the people for the most part
being ST. Louisans, who had gone out to
suburban stations before daylight to
board the train. Hon. John l. Martin
| and several newspaper reporters could
| be seen through the car windows, all
| crowded around the seat which the pris-
oner occupied. The train stopped, and
out they poured at both ends. The
crowd at first being unable to tell which
end was the right one, divided and COW
cred both, as they determined, come
what might, not to let the prisoner es-
cape. The rear end proved to be
the right one, as was evidenced
when Detective Tracy's famil-
lar face appeared at the door. He was
closely followed by the prisoner, and
Badger was at the latter's heels. Chief
Harrigan was below on the ground to re-
ceive them, and with him were twenty OF
the biggest policemen in st. Louis and
half as many Sergeants, about all, in fact,
In the Central District. They were there
to keep the crowd back and make way
for the all-important trio. The crowd
was good-natured and fell back to the
right and left in good order, and the
| prisoner was marched almost on trot
| to the patrol wagon, which had been
| hacked up under the Twelfth street
bridge.
Inc face of Maxwell was on the pale
order, and it would not be exaggerating
| to say he was pretty badly scared as he
was hurried through that crowd.
shout was given as the prisoner was as
sisted up into the patrol wagon.
The prisoner was hardly seated in the
wagon when Tracy shouted, "Let her
go!" The driver applied the lash to the
horses and the animals plunged forward
under the bridge, while small army Of
blue-coats clung to the rear steps. The
| crowd gave tremendous cheer as the
| wagon started for the Four Courts. The
| horses were urged rapidly forward,
the crowd following as fast as it could,
cheering and yelling the while The
mad chase was kept up until police
headquarters was reached Lodgers in
the neighborbood were awakened by the
shouts and cries of the thousands in the
streets, and, dressing as quickly as pos
sible, Joined the excited throng. Twelfth
street was impossible. Ably seconding
the efforts of the young were old men,
women, mothers with babes In their
arms, and even small children.
The wagon stopped in front OF the
Clark avenue entrance, and in minute
was surrounded by the throng. 'Take
him out and hang hint" shouted tall
man in white hat, as Tracy and Badger
lifted their charge from the wagon. The
officers on the wagon formed line ana
pressed the crowd back toward Iber's.
AS the prisoner finally disappeared be-
hind the front doors another hair raising
shout was given. Meanwhile the thou
sands who had been left by the patrol,
but who, nevertheless, persisted in secur-
ing one more look, found the Twelfth
street entrance to the building open,
poured in like flock Of sheep.
In a minnie the rotunda was lammed
and again the officers formed in line and
drove the mob out into the street. Max
well was taken into the detectives room
and given q chair. He was quite pale
and spoke only in monosyllables when
interrogated. He did not seem to quite
understand the fuss on the outside.
Commodore Smith, Captain Fruchte,
Sergeant Schmitgens and number OF
reporters received the prisoner in the
room. He carried long English ulster
and appeared tired and travel-stalned
from his Journey.
"Mr. Tracy. is it possible to get
place to wash?" said he.
eyes, certainly; come with me-"
ssTake him down stairs" said Ser
geant Burke.
"Give me my brush and comb" re-
quested Maxwell.
Tracy went down in one OF the deep
pockets Of the ulster and fshed out a
comb and brush, and handing 1T to the
prisoner, said: "You can have anything
you want"
Harry Newboldt, the photographer
who does the work for the rogues'
gallery, was present and had made
every preparation to receive good PFC
ture of the prisoner. After Maxwell
had performed his ablutions in the GAIA
boose, he was brought up and pnoto-
graphed. The police were Immediately
besieged by thousands for permission 70
see the prisoner, but all were denied.
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