The Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1885-1886, 1886-07-09
A COLD -BLO0DED PLOT.
EVIDENCE PERTAINING TO THE AS
SAS5INATION OF GARFIELD.

The Astounding Narrative Told by Col.
Corkhili to Correspondent-yisit
Information in the Assassin's own Writ
| ing in His Hands
New YORK, July "A correspondent If
Inc Herald, writing from Long Branch,
says: just one week ago Wednesday aft
efnoon met Col George b. Gorkhill in the
mouse corridor OF the capitol at Washing
ton. tie was suffering from unusual aeita
tion 1t was evident. At first he declined
TO explain. but ultimately he exclaimed: Il
can't endure the reproaches that have been
cast upon my conduct of the Gu,teau case
any longer My professional pride revots
at the injustice that has been heaped upon
me, oaly yesterday was accused to my
face OF having hanged an insane man. but
to-day, thank God, have been Put in pcs
session of facts that render it possible for
me to speak about the assassination of Gar
field in way that will drive at least two
public men into social ostracism. II
came to NE by accident, and most curl
| ously.'
How"
I
land this afternoon thinking of inv coming
vacation trip to the west when the servant
announced a lady. | am not in the habit
| OF having callers of that sex. | sent word
| that II a client she could find Inc at my
| Office about 2 O'Clock The woman wouId
not take such an answer, and the maid re-
| turned TO say that the visitor was AWAITING
me In the drawing room. Well, when on
| tered the room a tall woman rose and said
on do not know me, sir though you have
caused me great deal of misery | looked
closely at the speaker and replied that |
certainly had never seen her before When
sue had taken seat, at my suggestion she |
continued: Very true; yet you hanged
husband of mine, and now as an act that |
VIII partially Offset that Inischance, I want |
you TO help me secure pension for another |
VIII you do it, But, madam, who are |
youi was once the wife of Charles |
Gultean Indeed, are you the wife we |
heard so much about, but never could tiEds |
" i am She Here is my marriage GER
titicate, and she produced a undetermined |
document. Here is his photograph md |
she showed picture of the assassin wholly
unlike any had ever seen, but unmistaka |
bly, the face of Guiteau. Contrary to rau
eral belief, Guteau had been a remarkably
nneIooking man in his day More than
that my friend, she produced a bundle of |
letters-letters, sir, that made INV breath
fan me. She promised them to me if |
would aid her to her rights. | had the
precious bits OF manuscript in riy fingers.
one at time, for she corraled them as |
though they were diamonds. l consented
to undertake her case
Those letters are TO be my fee They are
more than life to me, my boy. They are
revenge"
we had descended the marble stairway
w ant till see a member of the house
committee on pensions to verify what this
woman told me,
Col Corkh,ll was gone ten minute,
standing III the corridor near the telegraph
ofnce waited his return When the law
yer returned he took the writer by the arm
and said
She told the truth. Her bill for ra,ias
has passed the senate 1t will be brought
up here Friday next, II possible Now come
to the Portland t
4 handsome took us down the hill and up
Fourteenth street The distressed and 1hor-
oughly rensetul lawyer poured his story
into my ears Vt tho time, and until H.
should give The signal, it was regarded as "A
sacred confidence That signal IAN neyar '
be made Col. Corkhiii is dead But l.
says the disappointed reader. can not YOU /
give me a pointer Yes. indeed. Here it I
Is. Col CorkhilI claimed to be able IL, !
show by legal evidence appointments long y
talks regarding the removal" of Garfield
held over luncheons at Rufolphs and in | l
a certain basement restaurant not far from.
that hospitable bar lie believed in
tue existence of a calmly deyeIopra
conspiracy, whose plot covered even the /
hight of the assassin to Europe. CorkhiII
said he knew the vessel on which n ststa i
room was taken for Guiteau, and tho idep -
tity OF The persons who We're to assist him IN | '
MS tiisht Dates, names of men and steam
7rs were at his fingers ends Tt was the L
most horrible, crushing arrav of allegations /
correct or incorrect that my ears ever h
heard. The dramatic incident of that sol y
smn hour at the Portland was the projuc L
non OF the mutilatei Guteau letter iabou. Il
which torkhih had been so defame,h and Il
me httlnS INTO the yawning space of the q
MISSING piece OF paper. 1t matched exactly u
w" ana half lines of script We locked
At each other corkhill's eyes were aflame
Is i'e pointed to one of the names and NUT.
er5d, with the solemnity of an executjoner II
ipout TO break culprit on the wheel: @Apd V
was him that | gave tue odds on defeat " ~
1 was a moment and picture that will ri
never pass IRON my memory. But the man I
who spoke is dead He was 10 have l,,a,, q,
'ere next week He will never come II